My eyes widened, I concentrated my strength, my hands forming a heavy sword and pointing at the gray mass of paper ash. To be honest, at that moment, my whole body was really tense, staring at the ashes as if I was looking at the two-color ball lottery numbers.

Those few minutes were as long as a century.

I subconsciously blinked my eyes, and quickly opened them, and at the moment when my eyelids closed, the ashes suddenly burst open like lotus flowers, and in the ash pile with flickering fire, a small spider with a dark body slowly crawled out.

The spider lazily paused on the offering table for a moment, as if to discern its direction, and then crawled leisurely along the legs to the floor, and then crawled down the crack in the floor and into the floor.

I let out a sigh of relief as I watched the spider disappear into the cracks in the floor, and then I felt that my entire back was sweating and my shirt was soaked.

I sat on the ground sourly, looked at the fat man who was still lying on the ice like a lethargy, and secretly prayed in my heart: "Uncle Li, if you hold on, you will be saved in a while." ”

I sat on the floor for a while, and I felt that my surroundings suddenly became cold and the light in the room became foggy. I was already sweating, and after the cold wind blew like this, I couldn't help but shiver, I hugged my shoulders tightly, and said in my heart that it was so cold in autumn.

I decided to get up first and go to the back room to turn over my fleece jacket to warm up, and as soon as I stood up, I felt that it was dark in front of me. At first, I thought it was a violent attack, caused by cerebral ischemia. However, I soon learned that this was not the case at all, for a sharp, shrill voice sounded behind me: "What do you want to do with this chamaster?" ”

Although this was exactly the result I was looking forward to, when the voice suddenly came out from behind me, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart, because that voice was made by Deacon Cui.

I turned my head with a smirk on my face, and through the thick black fog, I saw that Deacon Cui, who had tried to knock us on the bamboo pole on Huangquan Road last time, was staring at me impatiently.

"Deacon Cui...... "My mouth was a little dry, and I swallowed hard and foamed, "What, please come up, I want to trouble you with something." ”

"Well, you wait a minute, let me ask you, how do you know how to summon ghosts with this black flag?" Deacon Cui flashed the black spider in his palm and asked me suspiciously.

"Ah, that's what my master taught me." I replied.

Deacon Cui was still suspicious: "Why didn't your master go to me in person, and use spiders to send messages, isn't this eating sauce and farting, idle?" ”

"Hey, the reason why I came to you is because of my master." Then, I tried my best to use short words to describe the incident of Uncle Li and Che Laodao PK and causing damage to the soul and almost dissipating the soul.

"Oh, then what are you looking for me, your master is already a ghost, and you don't need me to hook the soul." Deacon Cui absentmindedly glanced at the fat man's body and said.

"Please come, I want to borrow a few souls from you to come up and give my master some yin qi, this is like an infusion, which can repair my master's soul as soon as possible." I stuttered as I looked up at Deacon Cui, laughing so hard that my cheeks cramped.

"Duh, you kid is too arrogant, ah, the ghost of the underworld is borrowed by you and other mortals if they want to, it's just a fool's dream." Deacon Cui's donkey face was stiff and he became official.

Looking at Deacon Cui, who seems to be upright and resists corruption and degeneration, I have a special bottom in my heart, why? Because, I saw that Deacon Cui, intentionally or unintentionally, felt out the delicate little stone mill and shook it.

Haha, old boy, as long as you are willing to take the money, this thing is done.

This Deacon Cui is really the master who stretched out his hand in the coffin and asked for money for death. He shook the small stone grinder, and I immediately got off the donkey: "What, Cui Ye, I know that it is not easy for you, and you have to ask for other ghosts for many things, in this way, ah, I am not forcing you to make mistakes, this is for you to do things below, hehe"

As I spoke, I quickly turned out the gold and silver bills, burnt paper, and dark coins tied with paper, and piled them in front of the offering table. Deacon Cui peeked at the pile of "real money", and the donkey showed an imperceptible lewd smile on his face, and it seemed that he was still very satisfied with this number.

I pretended not to find out, and still said New Year's greetings in my mouth: "Master Cui, your old man uses this money first, and it's not enough for you to speak." ”

Deacon Cui seemed to be happy in his heart, but he was still pretending to be a big-tailed eagle on his mouth: "Hey, I'm just soft-hearted, and I can't stand the two good words of others, okay, for the sake of your master and me on an errand in the underworld, I will reluctantly help you once, but I won't take it as an example." ”

Deacon Cui glanced at the pile of "real money" again, and then slowly disappeared into the floor with a twist.

If it is true to say that this money can make ghosts grind a little, after I burned the pile of paper money, as soon as I took a few puffs of a cigarette, Deacon Cui led four or five ghosts with blue faces and unkind faces to emerge.

"I said, listen to you, this is because of your loyalty, so I will give you this opportunity to make a fortune, don't drop the chain for me." Deacon Cui scolded those ghosts as if he were scolding his son.

I looked at the ghosts with fierce faces, or philistine faces, or gloomy faces, how they looked like a group of criminal criminals, so I approached Deacon Cui: "Hehe, Cui Ye, what, these people, don't they look good, can they do it?" ”

Deacon Cui's eyes were crossed: "Hey, you're still hungry for food, aren't you?" Use it or not, don't pull it. ”

Seeing that Deacon Cui was going to spill, I also lost my confidence, after all, I have a request for others now, where do I dare to pick the fat and pick the thin, and quickly say good things: "Hehe, no, you can just say it, I just say it casually." ”

Deacon Cui glared at me angrily, and then beckoned the ghosts to float to the fat man's body and surround him.

To be honest, I've only seen the so-called soul repair technique on the Yin Fu Hidden Scripture, but I really don't know how to actually operate it, so out of curiosity, I also followed it and wanted to see it for a long time.

To say that those ghosts are really quite decent, according to Deacon Cui's command, they are like a group of filial sons and grandsons crying, and they start retching around the fat man's body "oh oh". I was stunned, and my heart said what do you mean, I think my senior brother looks like the sea, which makes you feel seasick? Damn, just like your ghost who sticks to the door to ward off evil spirits and hangs on the bed for contraception, are you still qualified to squeeze others?

But when I looked at it again, I realized that it was a misunderstanding, and I saw that after a while of retching, each ghost spit out a white doll made of gelatinous material from its mouth, although the puppet had no facial features and limbs, but it was obviously alive, floating in the air and constantly twisting its body, as if stretching its muscles and bones.

After those ghosts spit out the dolls, they peeked at Deacon Cui, who was supervising on the side, and saw that Deacon Cui was glaring at them angrily with two mung bean eyes like ghost fire, and he hung his head slightly, and the boss reluctantly stuck out his tongue, oh I'll go, their tongues were like rubber bands, and when they stretched out, the tip of their tongues reached the fat man's body, and then, those dolls were like sliding slides, and they slid down the tongue to the fat man's flesh.

As soon as those puppets came into contact with the fat man's flesh, they began to melt like ginseng fruit on the ground, and soon all of them seeped into the fat man's body.

At this time, as those puppets appeared and disappeared, the temperature in the room became more and more cold and damp, and the air became hazy.

My upper and lower teeth chattered with the cold, and the ghosts seemed to have become languishing, floating in the air one by one, as if they were about to collapse.

Only Deacon Cui is still looking around and looking around, looking leisurely, it seems that he is really in a crooked mood after making a lot of gains today.

After about two cigarettes, the old ghost with a mercenary face hissed like a trachea leak: "Deacon Cui, it's almost, if we continue to survive, we will have to lose our spirits." At the same time, the ghosts also looked at Deacon Cui almost pleadingly, and it seemed that they were all in pain.

", it's only been a while, it's just pulling the crotch (Northeast dialect: the meaning of confession, can't stand it), do you want to mess with me in the future, ah?" Deacon Cui seemed to have a bitter hatred for them, but instead of pity, he scolded them violently.

At this time, the fat man had a hearty "Ah Sneeze", which startled us, and we saw the fat man rubbing his nose, muttering very dissatisfied, and sitting up: "Kaizi, you are going to be crazy, aren't you, why do you still open the window to sleep, and freeze me to death." Oh shit, what the hell? Cui, Deacon Choi? Isn't it, I'm dead? yes, I'm really dead, can't, Kaizi, Kaizi......"

This dead fat man, as soon as he opened his eyes, he screamed incoherently, I immediately passed through the thick fog, leaned over, and just wanted to explain to him what was going on, the fat man grabbed me: "Kaizi, why are you dead too, I remember that we are not going to talk to Uncle Li?" Why are we still gone? ”

"Brother, calm down, you listen to me..."I was about to explain to the fat man, but I was stunned for a moment, and then hugged the fat man, Du Le went crazy: "Fat man, we succeeded." ”

What's going on? It turned out that when the fat man sat up, on the watermark gossip map covered with ice cubes where he was lying down, a half-clear figure appeared, and he was scolding the idle street with a bitter face: "Oh, you all roll the calves, where are you so neat, scourge people." ”

The figure of the water snake waist, the voice of Zeng Zhiwei, and the scoundrel who didn't have to go home to get it when he scolded the street, were the ghosts of Uncle Li who had recovered his spirit.