I found myself quite ruthless, the beautiful community we lived in was in the east of the city, so I drove the jeep to the west of the city and found a remote place to park.

After getting out of the car, I sneaked out to the downtown area on foot. I know that the fifth uncle is seriously injured, and we can't go to the hospital yet, otherwise the situation will be even worse if the enemy finds out.

I found a pharmacy, bought gauze and anti-inflammatory drugs, and prepared to take them back to bandage my fifth uncle.

I took another taxi and went straight back to the beautiful community. I asked the driver to stop at the side door and think about getting in from here, but unexpectedly, there was a hairy guy squatting by the door.

He looked around, as if he was waiting for someone. I'm very sensitive, and I'm afraid that he's not an enemy or something, so when I go to the side door, although I look indifferent, I keep an eye on him in my heart.

When he saw me coming, he reacted unexpectedly, and even stood up at once.

This made me stop sensitively and look at him coldly.

He took out his phone, as if flipping through a photo, looked at his phone and then at me, and compared it repeatedly.

I didn't rush to say anything, but my fists were clenched, and my legs were tense, ready to fight. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly said to me tentatively, "Old Bai? ”

My nickname is Xiaobai, even if he recognizes the wrong person, he won't be so accidental, I said in my heart Is this the person of the organization?

With this intuition, I cautiously leaned over and asked, "Who are you?" “

He smiled, looked left and right, pretended to be mysterious, took out a letter, handed it to me, and said, "Someone else told me to give it to you." ”

I saw that there was no word on the envelope, but a wolf's head was drawn, and it was grinning with its teeth, which looked very hideous.

I didn't feel scared, but I guessed that it was given by a lone wolf.

I asked the hairy guy if he could describe his appearance in the letter he sent. The hairy guy is very honest and well-behaved, saying that he can't say it.

Then he made a small gesture, constantly rubbing his fingers to make a gesture of counting money.

I knew he was going to tip, so I took a hundred out of my pocket and stuffed it into him. I feel like I'm a big head, and one ticket is not less. But the young man sank his face, rubbed his fingers again, and said that the man had promised that I could give two big tickets.

I was helpless, and I didn't know if this kid was fooling me, but for his sake, I closed my eyes and took out another one.

The guy didn't stay long, he took the money and ran. I was also a backstarter, and suddenly realized that if there was no point in this letter, my money would not have been spent in vain.

It happened that there was a street lamp not far away, so I hurried over, I thought about it, read the letter now, if it was really useless, even if I chased a few streets, I had to get the unjust money back.

But when I opened the letter and read it, I forgot all about the money.

The letter was indeed written to us, but the writer's handwriting was ugly, crooked, and not even as good-looking as Panzi. It said that we lived in a rented house, and we were attacked by evil spirits, and if we wanted to get the ghosts away, we had to go to the cemetery in the south of the city at three o'clock tomorrow morning, where there was a crooked neck tree, and the grave was empty.

I think it's a bit nonsense, it's all old feudal and superstitious, I have another idea, and I say that there won't be any text code in the letter, right? Another mystery?

I decided to put it away first and study it later when I got back.

I didn't stay here for long, and quietly entered the community again. And when I was going upstairs, I met the old lady at the foot of the slope, who was swaying downstairs.

When she saw me, she said hello and asked, "Where did you come back so late?" ”

I wasn't interested in talking to her, so I just made an excuse to fool around. As soon as I opened the door when I got home, I found Panzi standing in front of the door, bored smoking.

I lost my temper, and my heart said that at this time we have two "sick numbers" to take care of, why does he still have this leisure? I just talked to him.

Pan Zi looked helpless, shrugged his shoulders and replied, "The fifth uncle is sleeping on the bed, nothing is wrong with me, Ah Feng is awake, but he hides in another bedroom and doesn't come out." ”

As soon as I heard Ah Feng, I didn't care about anything else, so I hurried over. But the bedroom door was closed, and I couldn't twist the handle, knowing that he had locked it.

I shouted against the door to ask him to open the door, but Ah Feng didn't answer. I tried a few more times, and Pan Zi came over and explained that he had just shouted more fiercely than me, and it didn't work.

I wonder because Ah Feng's behavior is very strange, and he was not such a closed person before. But anyway, it's good that he can wake up and walk into the bedroom on his own.

I was so relieved to be relieved, but suddenly, my head twitched and it heated up again.

I thought there would be another song soon, but the evil thing is that this time it wasn't weird, but it was just hot and uncomfortable.

Gradually, I felt that the sky was dark, and my eyes were darkened. I couldn't stand anymore and asked Panzi to help me to the living room.

I sat down on the couch and scratched my head. Pan Zi was very anxious and asked if he could help?

I don't know what I thought at the time, maybe it was really uncomfortable, tell Panzi, find a small mallet, I will beat my head to feel better.

Pan Zi could distinguish between good words, he couldn't do it, and he squatted aside to comfort me.

I was so focused on my headache that I didn't pay attention to my surroundings. After a gust of wind, five pieces of paper were scraped back and forth in the living room.

Pan Zi sighed and ran over to pick it up. I was also very curious, because the pieces of paper that had appeared before had been collected by me and pressed together solidly, how could they be blown down by the wind again?

Panzi sent five pieces of paper to me, and I saw that the words on them had changed, not melons and seeds, but hearts and lai.

What does this mean? The five pieces of paper are new, most likely just blown in by the wind.

At this time, my head didn't hurt so much, so I asked Panzi to help me and go to the window together.

I poked my head out and looked out, but I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Panzi and I leaned against the window again, studying the matter of the paper.

We didn't have a clue, and I thought it was weird, if it was really blown in by the wind by chance, then there should be more pieces of paper scattered downstairs, but downstairs is light.

The two of us tossed for a day, and in the end we really didn't have the energy, so we had to make a decision, rest and sleep first, and wait for the fifth uncle and Ah Feng to ease up tomorrow, and then study together.

We were afraid of accidents at night, so we also slept in the form of shifts.

When it was time for my vigil, I was bored when there was a bang in the bedroom where Ah Feng was, and it seemed that someone had fallen.

I was worried about Ah Feng's safety, so I woke up Panzi and rushed over together, this time we were not so polite, knocked on the door a few times, and after finding that no one replied, I kicked the door open.

Ah Feng's lower body is still on the bed, but his upper body is lying on the ground, just pouting, and his posture is ugly. Panzi and I hurriedly helped him up.

Ah Feng fainted again, but after probing his nose, I found that he was fine.

We told him to lie down, covered the quilt, and by the way, I looked at the time and found that it was exactly two o'clock in the morning.

I remembered the letter that told us to go to the cemetery at three in the morning.

I had something in my heart, my expression was a little stiff, Pan Zi saw it and asked me what I thought, I didn't hide it from him, I took out the letter and showed it to him, and asked him what he meant.

Pan Zi studied for a long time, but his brain was not as good as mine, and he couldn't see any text code at all, so he finally persuaded me, saying that it really can't work, let's take this matter seriously, and go to the cemetery immediately to take a look.

I looked at Ah Feng's state, as well as the weirdness that appeared in my head from time to time, and I gritted my teeth and rushed to the doctor.

Pan Zi and I went downstairs, and it was really lucky, there happened to be a taxi parked at the entrance of the community.

I was afraid that if we directly said to go to the cemetery, the taxi driver would be startled and even refuse to take him, so I used a trick that Lu Yufeng had used before, directing the taxi driver to go to the south of the city first, and then guiding him to the place little by little.

Even so, when we got out of the car, the driver's face was a little wrong.

I wanted him to wait for us here, otherwise it would be difficult for us to stop the car when we went back, but this bear driver, after collecting the money, ran away, and took out a posture of driving a racing car.

Pan Zi and I had no choice but to ignore these things and go to the cemetery.

At first glance, the cemetery here is not as formal as that of Tatsu City, and there is no cemetery guard. But it's a good thing for me and Panzi, no one stopped us.

We had the courage to wander inside. It was a quarter of an hour before we found the crooked-necked tree, and when we looked closer, the tombstone under the tree was new, but the grave was very old, and overgrown with weeds.

Pan Zi and I were both blurred by this contradictory scene, and Pan Zi took out a bottomless tone and asked, "Could it be that there is something in this grave?" Let's dig it open and take a look? ”

I don't think it's appropriate, firstly, it is not good to disturb the peace of the grave owner, and secondly, if I look at it, there is nothing but white bones, how unlucky we are.

I thought about it again, and remembered that the letter seemed to mention the recitation of the mantra, and the mantra was also said at the bottom of the letter.

So I took out the letter and read it with Panzi. Now that I've come, we're all done, let's try the spell.

Pan Zi's face was not right, and he said that this can be done?

I know what he means, this spell is very fucked, to put it bluntly, just two sentences, eat grapes without spitting out grape skins, and don't eat grapes but spit out grape skins.

In my memory, there really wasn't any monk or Taoist priest who had ever recited this slogan, but I came up and was so energetic that I dragged Panzi to kneel in front of the grave.

We made a gesture and put our hands together in front of our chests.

I started shouting, and we started talking about grape skins and grape skins.

I paid attention to my surroundings and repeated it four or five times, but I didn't see anything unusual. Panzi couldn't help it, he stopped first, and was about to stand up.

But as soon as he made this move, the tomb actually spoke, and scolded, "Funny, what are you doing!" ”