After a while, we ran to the door of the bungalow, and Monk Yezi stood motionless, following his gaze.

At this moment, Ms. Cheng's husband was standing next to the little ghost, with his head down, his eyes closed, dragging his body, floating in mid-air.

"Monk Yezi, why are you stunned, hurry up and solve it." Seeing that he was staring blankly at the little ghost, I patted him.

"By all means, half of this male benefactor's soul has been devoured, if you directly subdue him, maybe he will live like a living dead."

Hearing this, I was also shaken. If this is the case, then Ms. Cheng's future life should be very difficult.

Just when we were hesitating, Ms. Cheng suddenly ran in front of us and blocked us from passing. "Spare my son and my husband, and I will pay you the same commission," she said, and she knelt before us, and there we stood silent.

"My son is really not so bad, whenever I fall asleep, I forget to close the window, he always closes it for me; I used to be frail and sickly, but since I had him, my health has gotten a lot better. Seeing that there was no reaction from us, Ms. Cheng continued to explain. Wake up, he's not your son, he's the little imp you raised. At this moment, he has grown into a ghost king. If you don't deal with him in time, you'll definitely die. ”

The cat demon seems to want to make Ms. Cheng sober up.

"No!" Ms. Cheng shouted: "He is my own son!" ”

We were a little surprised, and we all listened to Ms. Cheng's detailed explanation.

"Actually, 20 years ago, my husband and I came to this city to make our own car. Who knew that despite the size of the city, the chances were so small. After a few years, we were still destitute. Ms. Cheng sobbed and continued: "Later, I became pregnant. Despite the difficulties of life, we decided to give birth to this crystallization of love. At this time, Ms. Cheng's tone was already full of crying, so she was there to cry.

"After that," the cat demon hurriedly asked.

"The child died," Ms. Cheng suppressed her crying and wiped her tears: "Maybe I ate too little nutrition, and after a few months, the child died." ”

"I see, you mean this little ghost is your dead child?" When I heard this, I already guessed why. Ms. Cheng nodded: "That's right." In the hospital, my wife and I were sad for a long time. Just as we were enveloped in this sad atmosphere, we learned from a friend that there was a Taoist priest who could make my child Kuman Thong and let him continue to live. ”

"Daoist? What Taoist? Hearing this, the cat demon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was even more serious.

"I don't know, anyway, it's a friend's introduction" Ms. Chen's mood calmed down a little: "After that, according to his words, I performed a ritual and roasted my child's body into a torso." Then he told me that my son had risen again, and that I should provide for him with only a drop of blood every day. Sure enough, I was able to see my children after that, and life was a smooth sailing. ”

"You know, this is not Kuman Thong, this is Kuman Thong next to us. This is a spell to raise imps. It was to forcibly seal the soul of the deceased child in the child's torso, so that he could never be reincarnated, and only obeyed the orders of his master. Doing so can be extremely damaging to yin morality! The cat demon was expressionless. Ms. Cheng looked at the little boy next to us and began to sobb slowly.

I looked at Ms. Cheng and felt that she was a little pathetic, and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in my throat and I didn't make a sound.

however

At that moment, the imp might think we're letting our guard down. He threw out a black gas with his hand and attacked us. "Be careful, Evil Spirit!" Monk Yezi always paid attention to this little ghost, and hurriedly shouted when he saw the situation. Just when the dark aura was about to touch Ms. Cheng, I pulled her away. In an instant, the anger came at me.

Close at hand, I felt a great wind as if it were about to tear me apart. The body was instantly invaded by fear and winter vacation.

Just when everyone doesn't have time to react. The jade pendant on his chest lit up again. It was still the half of the dragon-shaped jade pendant, soaring in the air, emitting a dazzling white light, and the light was still so dazzling. And the protective cover slowly appeared in front of us. The fierce black gas hit the protective cover.

boil the ocean

All of a sudden, the breath was dispersed by itself.

was saved by this jade pendant again. At this time, the monk Yezi was not soft, and as soon as the Buddha beads were thrown, he began to chant the mantra: "Nan Yu San Manvaro pardons." ＂； And Gu Man Tong's finger imp also emitted a white light, imprisoning the little ghost in place and unable to move. And the Buddha beads also began to hover over the head of the imp. The imp struggled desperately, but to no avail.

In the meantime, I stood still. I don't know why, whenever it comes to a real crisis, I always froze, am I afraid, and I don't feel it.

"Don't ......" Before Ms. Cheng finished speaking, she saw Monk Yezi with angry eyes.

Shout out:

"Broken!"

"Ahh

The imp shouted, and it felt as if thousands of sprites were floating out of his body, and the timbre did not know whether it was male or female. The sound lasted for a long time, and we stared at its hideous appearance. And Ms. Cheng was also watching quietly at the moment, and through the moonlight, she could also see two tear stains on her cheeks. Slowly, the imp became translucent, and countless white qi were produced around it. I've seen this scene in the hospital. I understood what it meant - and sure enough, slowly, the imp was gone.

It was wiped out.

Ms. Cheng's husband also fell from mid-air and fell to the ground. Half of the dragon-shaped jade pendant also slowly darkened and fell into my arms.

At this time, the surroundings are quiet. Occasionally, the sound of cicadas squeaking will be heard. Ms. Cheng stopped crying at the moment, kneeling on the grass, her head bowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

The cat demon fluttered its pale yellow eyes and licked my neck, "Good job, young man." ”

Seeing that I was still in place, it stopped making a sound. Looking at Ms. Cheng, I felt sad.

Did she do it wrong? She just wants a happy family, she lives so fully, she works so dedicated, but she doesn't want to, is it her fault? Later, she was deceived and trained her dead child to be a ghost, but she was just trying to keep her child alive.

Is it her fault too?

Perhaps, raising a ghost is indeed a very damaging thing for one's own benefit. However, this qiē is not her fault, she is also the victim. It is the dark side of this world that is wrong, and it is the Taoist priest who is wrong. She was just a pawn of the Taoist priest, a pawn that could be discarded at will. After this qiē, she not only suffers the pain of losing her child, but also has to take care of a husband who has no soul but is still alive, how does this keep her alive? How can her heart bear it?

"Is she really wrong?" I muttered to myself.

"Yes, she was wrong. She was wrong when she decided to resurrect her child. "The cat demon is colorful;" The cycle of life and death, the law of the world. If she breaks this law, then this qiē is her punishment. ”

I turned my head to look at the cat demon, not knowing how to refute it.

"Lu Xing's children, they still run around at night, they are not afraid of hitting ghosts, and they don't answer any mobile phones?" At that moment, another familiar voice sounded.

Following the sound, I saw a figure that could not be more familiar. Old businessman! "I'll go, I thought you abandoned me." Seeing him, I couldn't help but feel some happiness in my heart, took out my mobile phone, and found that there were seven or eight missed calls, all of which were calls from old businessmen.

After all, how can it be counted as a friend who has experienced life and death together?

"Isn't this going to take care of something. Well done, I actually made this list myself. The old merchant continued to joke.

"Yes, yes, not to receive the blessing of the Shang Heavenly Master?" I made an arch gesture to the old businessman. The old merchant walked over and looked at my shoulder:

"I haven't seen you for a few days. It's so loving, and you have raised a cat spirit? When the cat demon heard this, he pounced on the old merchant: "I am a descendant of the god of Best, and I am rude." I didn't care about them, but walked towards Ms. Cheng and patted her on the shoulder: "Life has to go on, be strong." She looked at me with her red, moist eyes, nodded, and said no more.

And Long Yazi also said goodbye to the cat demon and prepared to leave.

And at this moment, Kuman Thong has already disappeared? I can't even think about why it appeared or dreamed. But there was a feeling that we would see each other again, and he and I seemed to be inextricably linked.

"Hey, Thai monk, do you know that the 'Yin-Yang People' does not allow foreign mages to interfere in their own affairs, believe it or not, I will go to the 'Yin-Yang Court' to sue you? You will not be able to cross the border into our country at that time. The old merchant carried the cat demon and shouted behind the monk Yezi.

I'll go, why is the old merchant so bad?

Monk Yezi didn't say anything, nodded at me, jumped over, and disappeared.

"Old Shang, my parents are also onmyoji, right?" I patted the old businessman. Seeing that my expression was serious and strict, he put away his flirtatious expression: "How do you know?" ”

"Because at the moment of life and death, I suddenly remembered something" I smiled helplessly: "Are they going to catch ghosts?" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry about your parents" Seeing my worried expression, Lao Shang comforted me and said: "They are the apprentices of the onmyoji "Yin Yangzi", they are very strong, and nothing will happen. ”

I nodded, and headed back.

"Do you want this cat?" The old merchant followed while carrying the cat demon.

"Don't do it, lose it."

"Okay, you can't take it home anyway, I'm allergic to cat hair." The old merchant raised his pigtails.

"You two dare to blaspheme the descendants of the god Best, you will see."

The bungalows are getting smaller and smaller in our sight,

At last

I didn't ask for half a dime for me.