The paper shop was dark, and I could hear breathing.

My heart tightened, and I immediately stood there, not daring to move. By the light of the street, I began to look carefully to see where the sound of breathing was coming from.

Actually, it's okay not to look for it, but the more you look for it, the more scared you become. Because the room was full of paper people, I couldn't tell which one was a paper figure and which one was a living person. Or is it the paper man who lives?

I suddenly remembered the paper figure on the table. The taxi driver said it was a dead fetus. Could it be that the fetus has come back to life? Is he breathing?

My legs went limp, and I couldn't help but want to run.

So, I slowly took a step back, but I didn't expect that I had just withdrawn from this step, and suddenly, I saw a small red dot move in the deepest part of the room.

My head started hurting again: "Is there really a ghost?" "

I held my breath and settled in the room.

Then, I took another step back.

Randomly, I saw the little red dot move outward with me.

My head was starting to sweat.

I swallowed and spat at the mouth and turned to flee.

Unexpectedly, after walking less than a step, my neck suddenly cold. Something was around my neck.

I stood on the ground trembling with my legs limp.

At this time, I heard a voice behind me say, "Don't move, unless you don't want to live." "

This voice is too familiar, it is Zhang Yuan.

I calmed down a little and said tentatively, "Master, it's me. "

The sword around my neck was withdrawn, and a hand grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back.

At this time, I saw Zhang Yuan standing in the middle of the paper figures, holding a stick of incense in his hand.

I sighed, "Master, what are you doing here?" It scared the hell out of me. "

Zhang Yuan was also a little surprised: "Why are you?" Didn't you send Li Xiaoxing to the hospital? "

I told Zhang Yuan about the hospital and told Zhang Yuan that Mama Li might have something to do, so she begged me to come to the paper shop to get the incense burner.

Zhang Yuan nodded, picked up the incense burner on the offering table, and then said to me: "This ghost is very unusual, I could feel him at Li Xiaoxing's house just now, but all of a sudden, he disappeared without a trace." I couldn't find it. So, come back here and try your luck. "

As the two of us walked outside, I asked, "Master, you can't feel that ghost, what does that mean?" "

Zhang Yuan came directly with three words: "I don't know what to do." "

I was nervous: "Even Zhang Yuan doesn't know what to do? Could this ghost be out of the ordinary? "

I thought all the way to the taxi.

The driver looked at Zhang Yuan and then at me.

I said, "This is my Master." "

The driver suddenly realized: "It turns out that my buddy is a Taoist priest, no wonder I dare to enter this paper shop, it seems that I have real skills." Let me tell you, the neighborhood of this paper shop once invited a Taoist priest to secretly arrest the imp of the paper shop, but guess what? Those Taoist priests saw that they were real ghosts, and they didn't even dare to come. Hey, there are too few people like you who have real kung fu. How? And moved an incense burner? You drove that little ghost away? This is really a disservice for the people. "

I shook my head: "I'm not just a Taoist priest. I have another identity. "

The driver listened to my mysterious, nervous and adoring question: "What identity?" "

I took out a business card from my pocket and handed it over: "Remember to find me if you need anything." "

The driver took the business card and looked at it, and said disappointedly: "Selling insurance?" "

I nodded, "yes, I've been working for an insurance company lately. Dude, remember to find me if you need anything. "

The driver nodded politely and drove the car to start speeding on the road.

After five minutes of silence, suddenly, the driver braked suddenly. The taxi made an unpleasant noise on the road and stopped.

I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" "

Looking at the driver again, he was sweating profusely and his hands were shaking. Then he turned his head and said sincerely, "Brother, the more I think about it, the more scared I become. If you are a Taoist priest, you can pinch and calculate. Isn't it already visible? I recently had a disaster, so I am advised to buy insurance? Master, whether I am alive or dead, I still have a wife and children at home. "

I shook my head: "This driver is too imaginative, where is this." "

Unexpectedly, when the driver saw me shaking his head, he immediately cried: "It seems that I can't live." "

At this time, Zhang Yuan, who was sitting in the back, said lightly: "Don't cry, you can't die." Nothing serious. "

As soon as the driver heard this, he looked at Zhang Yuan's unfathomable face, immediately believed it, thought about it, and said to me: "Master, do you think it is better to buy personal accident insurance in my situation?" Or is property insurance better? "

I was ecstatic in my heart, I had been in the insurance company for a few months, and I finally sold an insurance policy.

Zhang Yuan saw that I was chatting with the driver hotly, and said lukewarmly: "Are you two going to talk until dawn?" Can't get it done? "

The driver nodded again and again: "It's important, it's important." "Then, we were pulled all the way to the hospital. I didn't ask for any money for the car.

I happily followed Zhang Yuan upstairs and couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect to be a Taoist priest to be so beautiful." "

Zhang Yuan suddenly smiled, and his smile was very gloomy: "There are times when you are not beautiful." "

I looked at his smile and shuddered.

After Zhang Yuan and I walked to Li's mother's hospital bed, we put the incense burner on the table, and then called her softly: "Auntie, I brought you the incense burner." "

Mama Li suddenly came to her senses and struggled to sit up from the bed.

Zhang Yuan had been standing beside her, looking at her quietly, without saying a word.

And Mama Li simply took Zhang Yuan is air, stuffed her index finger in her mouth, bit it, and then squeezed a little blood and dripped it into the incense burner.

At this time, Zhang Yuan, who had been facing like water, suddenly exclaimed: "Blood contract." "

At this time, I already have a little understanding of the blood contract, and the blood contract is to make a contract with a ghost, and in general, it uses the blood on the body as a medium. Once the blood contract is made, people will use blood to support ghosts, and ghosts will use inhuman strength to help people achieve their wishes.

Therefore, I heard Zhang Yuan say the word "blood deed". involuntarily said: "It turns out that she is really raising ghosts." "

After Mama Li's blood dripped into the incense burner, Zhang Yuan immediately became vigilant and pulled out the peachwood sword from his arms.

After a few seconds, I felt a gust of wind coming into the ward, and the ashes in the incense burner formed a tiny whirlwind, which circled around the incense burner a few times, and then everything calmed down.

The drop of blood just now is gone.

I looked at Zhang Yuan, who was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, standing on the ground, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

I looked at Zhang Yuan: "How is it?" Caught it? "

Zhang Yuan shook his head, his expression was a little strange: "This ghost is a little wrong." I didn't seem to feel any ghost in him. "

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, as if many people were hurrying away.

I poked my head out and asked, "What's wrong?" "

One of them looked at me and said, "The patient in the third bed is going crazy again." "

Zhang Yuan still stayed in the ward and stared at Li's mother, I was a little bored, so I slipped out and went to watch the crazy third bed.

I followed the crowd and found that the so-called hungry three beds were the same neuropathy that the nurse had told me to see.

Right now, he's in the hospital room. Several doctors tied his hands and feet with strips of cloth, but he still struggled violently, as if he could collapse the bed at any moment.

Through the dense crowd, I finally saw the appearance of the three beds. This glance really scared me.

Then, I didn't care that this was a hospital, and I forbade loud noises and loud noises, shouting as I ran: "Master, come over quickly, I found that ghost." "

Soon, Zhang Yuan rushed out with a peachwood sword, and he also knew that the situation was serious, so he hurriedly asked me, "Where is it?" "

I pointed to the ward: "Look at the three beds." He looked exactly like the ghost we saw in the paper shop. "

Zhang Yuan patted his head: "Why didn't I think of it." It turned out to be a living person. I've always been catching him like a ghost, so naturally I can't catch him. "

I asked Zhang Yuan blankly, "What do you mean?" Isn't this old man a ghost? "

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "It's not a ghost, he's not dead yet." Before, he was just out of his body. "

My brain is a little underwhelming: "Out of body? And then go to the blood deed? Is he mentally ill? "

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "Of course he is not mentally ill, I can probably already guess who he is." "

At this time, the doctor gave the old man a sedative, and the old man gradually calmed down. Then, the doctors and nurses retreated.

Zhang Yuan and I saw that there was no one around, so we pushed the door and walked in.

Li Xiaoxing was lying next to the old man. Groggy sleep. I called him twice, and there was no response at all.

And Zhang Yuan walked straight to the old man's bed, looked at the old man twice, and said with a snort: "How did you make it look like this?" People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts? "

The old man slowly opened one eye, looked at Zhang Yuan, and said in a very impulsive tone, "Do I know you?" I don't care about you. "

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a psychopath can say it.

Zhang Yuan sneered: "You don't know me? At least you have to know the sword. "

Then, he took out the peachwood sword and shook it in front of the old man.

The old man's disdainful eyes were instantly attracted by this sword. The flesh on his face twitched a little, and his mouth muttered, "You are"

Zhang Yuan waved his hand, stopped his words, and then pointed at me.

I looked at the two of them with a little trepidation.

The old man closed his mouth, and then asked, "Your apprentice?" "

Zhang Yuan nodded.

The old man suddenly smiled, and the corners of his mouth hooked upward. This smile is exactly the same as Zhang Yuan's. It's ghostly.

A sense of foreboding arose in my heart, and I always felt that there was some conspiracy in this.

So I stood by and listened more attentively to what they were saying.

Zhang Yuan casually dragged a chair and sat in front of the old man's bed: "How did you make this picture?" "