"Wake up, breakfast is ready on the table," my mother looked at me kindly. After resting at home for a month, the wound was finally almost healed. Bite...... Bite...... A loud phone call interrupted me, yawning and drowsy. Scratching his hair, he picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhou Shihao's deflated calf; "What are you doing so early?" The voice was a little impatient, "It's sunburned, it's still early" Zhou Shihao's tone was very eager. Come to my house, I might be in trouble. I trotted all the way, only to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, his left foot on the ground, his expression blank, and a few beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. Opposite the bed was a small purple-gray desk, filled with photos of him and a woman. "What's wrong, Shihao," I looked at him with a hint of questioning. He didn't say a word and stood up, picked up a photo with his right hand, touched the cheek of the woman in the photo with his left hand, tears running down his chin and dripping onto the photo.

"I saw her, she was still as gentle as before, and she said she would come to me tonight." I was puzzled, who? Zhou Shihao said with pain on his face: My ex-girlfriend.

"Her name is Yiyangyang, she disappeared inexplicably three years ago, and her family tried all kinds of methods to find her. I really want to see her, "Don't give up, you will always find it, I can only comfort on the side, listening to Zhou Shihao tell all kinds of stories about him and Yiyangyang, it seems that these things have been engraved in his heart."

"Three guns, I'm a little scared, can you sleep at my house tonight." I didn't speak, just nodded.

The autumn night is not as hot as at noon, and the autumn wind blows the old locust tree in front of Zhou Shihao's house, and the leaves sway with the wind. We didn't light the lamp, but a pair of candles were lit on the desk, and the flames swayed in the wind, and the room was quiet and you could clearly hear the sound of the clock moving the seconds. Xiang Gu was speechless, and he waited for the arrival of Yiyang.

I was woken up by a few rooster crows, and turned my head to look at Shihao, good fellow, this shriveled calf slept more soundly than anyone else. The candles on the table have burned out and gone out at some point. "Accompany me to find the blood toad. Didn't you tell me that the blood of the blood toad can communicate with the yin people?" "You are crazy, the blood toad has only appeared in the ancestral grave of the enemy, and you have just escaped from the clutches of the devil, do you want us to throw ourselves into the net. "There's something impulsive about my language. Neither of us spoke.

"You're coming to me when you figure it out."

I was depressed for a while when I got home, and finally decided to accompany him to visit the enemy's tomb, who made us good friends who grew up with a bare ass.

Zhou Shihao's body looked a little weak, and I supported him. We searched around where we had been for a long time, but we couldn't find the hole. What's going on? Boom, a sunny thunderbolt struck a pine tree that looked a little old. Black smoke billowed from the flames, and the pine branches of the trees crackled with roasted fire.

I walked with Zhou Shihao for a long time, but I kept spinning in place, it was getting dark, and there were occasional insect calls in the grass not far away. The smoke from the burning pine trees grew louder and louder, and the whole wilderness was soon covered in smoke. A dark shadow flashed ahead, and it was impossible to see what it was under the smoke. Zhou Shihao chased after him like crazy, Shihao, slow down.

I followed after him, and there was a light ahead, and the light was getting closer and closer, a small hut. As the saying goes, if a house is built in the wilderness, if you don't attract ghosts, you will attract demons. Through the window, I could see the scene inside, a broken bed covered with dust, a table of eight immortals, the teapot on the right side of the table of eight immortals has been covered with many cobwebs, and Zhou Shihao sat on the bench talking and laughing, pointing outside from time to time.

Who is this guy talking to? Is it schizophrenia? I'm confused, I don't care about going in first. I pushed the dilapidated door of the house, couldn't open it, shouted a few times outside Zhou Shihao didn't respond to me, turned around a few times and found a piece of wooden stick, slammed it against the door, the door opened, and there was only Zhou Shihao's self-talk in the house.

The eastern sky was a little white, and Zhou Shihao was talking to himself all night, his eyes were black and his eyes were red. Shihao, when we went home, he was like he had no soul, he followed me, I stopped and was hit by him and stumbled, almost falling to the ground. It was then that I realized that he was holding a painting in his arms, and the portrait on it looked very similar to his ex-girlfriend. My intuition tells me that this portrait is extremely weird.

When I got home, I flipped through the fragments that the master gave me, and I didn't find any clues, a figure flashed, as if familiar, I followed, that person was Zhou Shihao, he was still holding the portrait in his arms, looking left and right from time to time, for fear that others would rob the portrait in his arms. Then he lowered his head to the portrait and there was a hey hey.

After a few hours of hard work, he had become a little old, his hair was disheveled, his face was blue, and his eyes were dark. I saw him buy a little food and return home, I followed him, all the way to his house, no, I want to find a place to hide, to see what the hell this calf is doing, I jumped into the water tank in front of his house, cough cough, almost choked, the sound was very loud, I thought Zhou Shihao would be alarmed by the sound, but he didn't react as if he didn't hear anything.

Squatting in the water tank at the door through the window, you can clearly see the house, I saw Zhou Shihao with his arms crossed on his chest, the portrait was placed next to him, a burst of soul-stirring fragrance came, I felt that something was wrong and jumped out of the water tank and followed the fragrance to the bed, the fragrance turned out to be in the painting, at this time there was one more person in the painting, very similar to Zhou Shihao, not good. The thing in this painting has become a refinement, and it is breathtaking. I called Zhou Shihao a few times, but he didn't make any response. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. I remember that the master said that in such a situation, only those who have opened the eyes of heaven can see the scene in the painting.

It seems that in order to save Zhou Shihao, I had to sacrifice myself to open the eye of heaven——— the eye of heaven is the place where people go to the dantian, and the most vivid manifestation is the third eye of Erlang God, and the opening of the eye of heaven is to open this third eye through practice or borrowing external force. There is a difference between cultivation and retribution. Ordinary ghosts and gods have heavenly eyes of varying shades, which are called retribution. Because there are no physical restraints of ghosts and gods, only spiritual activities, there are fewer physical obstacles. General sensitivity, that is, people who are entrusted and attached to by ghosts and gods, this is the eye of heaven that is repaid by ghosts and gods, and can see things that people can't see.

I don't have any eyebrows about this matter, so I can only ask my grandfather for help, "Xiaoxi, have you thought about it, you can't close it after the eye of heaven is opened, you may see anything at any time", "Hmm" I nodded in confirmation.

Grandpa, light the cigarette pouch pot, your eyes are embarrassed, since you think about it, then I'll help you. There are five ways to open the eye of the sky, take the willow leaves and put them in clear water, cast the spell on them, and then wipe the willow leaves into the eyes, or drop water into the eyes, then the "ghost eyes" will open. But ordinary people can't do this, so they have to rely on the aura of heaven and earth, choose two green and slender willow leaves, and put the dew on the day of the Qingming Festival or Dragon Boat Festival in a light-tight vessel, put the willow leaves in the dew and seal them together with the utensils for three days, and then take them out to wipe their eyes or stick them directly under their eyebrows, and they can naturally see ghosts. Now that the Qingming period has passed, it is clear that this method cannot be used.

Take out the crow's eyes raw, boil them in hot water, and remember not to bite them when swallowed raw. The eyes of heaven open naturally, but this method is only effective for about a few days, so I can use this method, I said excitedly. "It's just ......," Grandpa muttered. "Grandpa, you say, I'm not afraid of anything" "It's just that the crow may retaliate". "What is the crow capable of?" I looked confident. "Then use this method," Grandpa's tone was a little firm. It's just that he has deep eyes and looks a little worried about me. I saw it, "Master, don't worry, your grandson is blessed with a great life" Okay tomorrow with me to go up the mountain to catch crows, after dinner, I was tormented in my heart, lying on the bed tossing and turning but couldn't sleep, one was worried about Zhou Shihao's safety, one was worried about tomorrow's eyes.

The rosy sun adds a touch of color to the sunny day. Grandpa and I ran to the mountain with carrion, quack, the crow in the sky screamed miserably, grandpa still carrion on the ground, a basin was supported by a wooden stick above the carrion, and a thin rope was tied to the stick and held in the hands of grandpa not far away, as long as the crow ate carrion then it was successful. The autumn afternoon was a little hot, and then a small crow flew over, and the probe walked over, and then flew out with a mouth, and then flew out, and after a while it turned back, this time it directly took the carrion, and at this time the grandfather pulled the string in his hand, and the crow was buckled under the basin and screamed.

Grandpa put one arm into the basin and grabbed it for a while before he took the crow out, and then handed it to me, motioning for me to buckle the crow's eyes.

Seeing the crow glaring at me with fierce eyes, I was a little overwhelmed, thinking of Zhou Shihao, he came down ruthlessly, took the crow, stretched out his fingers to the crow's eyes, and screamed, his hands were covered with blood.

"Swallow it. I looked at my grandfather, who frowned. He saw that I was hesitant, and gave me a look to swallow. I closed my eyes, raised my right hand above my head, opened my mouth, and as soon as my right hand loosened, I felt the smell of blood in my mouth. I swallowed it without thinking about it. I only felt a slight pain in my eyes and astringent eyeballs. After a while, I opened my eyes, and my grandfather ran over and looked at my eyes, smiled and nodded. Signal that I succeeded. Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and save Zhou Shihao. I yelled.

When I came to Zhou Shihao's residence, he was thinner than before I left, giving people a skinny feeling, still with his hands crossed on his chest, his eyes closed, and a smile at the corners of his mouth, after I left, it seemed that he had not woken up.

Wisps of white smoke came out of the painting, I stared at the portrait, this time because of the opening of the eyes of the sky is different from the past, the layout in the painting is very luxurious, and at this time Zhou Shihao is talking and laughing with a young woman. Suddenly, the woman's whisper stopped abruptly, turned her head, and met my eyes with a fierce light, as if sensing that I was peeking, and I avoided my eyes, and my eyes converged on her cheek. Wow! It's exactly the same as the woman in the photo on Shihao's table, is she just Yiyang, how could she be here? A series of question marks suddenly popped up in my mind.

No, I have to find a way to get into the painting, rummage through the ancient scrolls left by my master, and learn that there is a kind of thing called a rhino, and the old saying is that a rhino does not dare to burn, and there is a vision when it is burned, and people can communicate with ghosts. I lit the rhino with trembling hands, and a scent of fragrance came to my nose. I only felt weakness in my limbs, and a wave of sleepiness hit me instantly.

At this time, Zhou Shihao and Yi Yangyang sat on my right hand, and Zhou Shihao saw that I was acting abnormally and was not as cordial as before. A pair of cold hands pushed against me, clenching two rows of neat teeth, and staring blankly. "Shihao, wake up," I said urgently. Smack, a slap on the right side of my face. I could faintly feel the red palm prints on my face.

"Kill him" The woman's voice was cold, and her eyes were empty.

Zhou Shihao was like a walking corpse, moving his legs and slowly letting me walk. "Shihao, wake up, I'm Yang Xi" The voice echoed in the false room.

I saw that he didn't react, his hands were in the shape of tiger claws, getting closer and closer to me, I didn't dodge, a cold cold came to my neck. He grabbed me by the neck, and instantly felt my breathing blocked, and the bruises on my forehead raised. I didn't resist, I just closed my eyes and remembered all the frolicking we had before, and I didn't believe he would kill me. As it became more and more difficult to breathe, I realized that something was wrong.

A thought flashed through my heart, and I confessed to dying at the hands of my best brother. A blinding white light pierced my eyes, and I instinctively stretched out my right hand to block it. After the white light, I stood beside Shihao's bed, and the rhinoceros was burned.

The painting slowly flew up, three feet high, slowly falling, getting lower and lower, burning in the fire, making a sound no different from the sound of the house burning, the painting burned, what about Zhou Shihao and his ex-girlfriend? Could it be that he returned to the wilderness hut? With a series of question marks in his heart, he pondered for a while and decided to go and find out.

As he got up to go to the hut in the wilderness, he felt pain in his eyes and a burning sensation. I closed my eyes and rubbed my right hand on my eyes. After about a quarter of an hour, he was finally relieved, opened his eyes, and walked out of the house, the gray sky, without the slightest variegation, as if a thick ink had been splashed on the sky.

The hut was in front of me, and I quickened my pace, but my feet slipped and I fell to the ground. A burst of noisy bird calls came out, and the sky was black, and there were so many crows, and I was suddenly terrified, and they flew in the direction of the hut, and some of the crows stopped making a sound when they landed on the roof of the hut, as if waiting for some order.

Grandpa feared that the crow's revenge had finally come true, and a trace of worry appeared in his heart. What are you afraid of, I am Qiu Tianwen's apprentice, and the ancestors of the Qiu family are not afraid. Afraid of these beasts, I secretly cheered in my heart.

I decided to move on, there were still dozens of meters away from the hut, I slowed down, my eyes observed every move inside, and I didn't find anything abnormal, "Zhou~Shi~Hao" I shouted at the top of my voice, but he didn't respond to me.

There were more and more crows on the roofs of the huts, and suddenly they all looked at me. I stopped, and the door opened, and out came a woman, yes, it was Yiyangyang, and Yiyangyang let out a roar to face us, and the crows began to kill each other, and suddenly the whole field was full of ducks, and black feathers were scattered everywhere,

Rivers of blood.

It lasted for a while, watching that there were fewer and fewer crows, and the courage in my heart became greater and greater, and a large crow flew from the north and hovered in mid-air, and the miserable cry pierced my ears, and a few more screams, and a flock of ducks attacked me, and surrounded me, I picked up a wooden stick and prepared to meet the enemy.

"You have the audacity to gouge out the eyes of my people, and today I want you to taste the taste of losing your eyes. "The crows of Ya actually opened their mouths to speak human words, presumably someone controlled them, isn't it Yiyangyang who controls them?

I can't care so much, one stick at a time, duck feathers are scattered, corpses are everywhere, I took out a yellow talisman, recited a spell in my mouth, the yellow talisman burned instantly, and the flames soared to the sky, "Don't be afraid of death, just come" My voice was loud. The ducks were undaunted and continued to attack me, and for a time there was a pungent smell of burning. There are more and more crows in the sky, and I feel that my physical strength is a little exhausted......, what should I do? An eagle's cry interrupted my train of thought, it was her, the woman in white. How could she be here, I'm confused. "Boy, don't come over yet," the woman in white looked a little anxious. I was standing next to her, wow, it smelled so good. Immediately after that, dozens of black eagles flew in front of us, flapping their wings. "Kill them" The woman in white gave an order, and the black eagle rushed towards the crow at the leader like an arrow that missed the target, and at this moment a whistle was heard, and the crow at the head turned around and the ducks followed, and fled.

"Why are you here, thank you for saving your life," I looked at her with a smile on my face. "Raise your hands" The woman in white was slightly cold, "By the way, girl, you saved me twice, I don't know what your name is?" Bai Ruoxue replied very simply. With that, she turned and walked away. I yelled a few times and ignored me.

Why does she show up every time I encounter difficulties? Why is she here? There are more and more question marks in my heart, no matter how to save Shihao first.

Zhou Shihao, who was on the broken bed, turned pale, and Yiyangyang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him with teary eyes, "Evil obstacles, you will only harm him if you are with him, don't you know that people and ghosts have different paths?" Yiyangyang shook his head, and then cried, wanting to stop talking. "If you really love him, leave him". At this time, the cry of the beaming became louder. She hesitated for a long time, looked out the window, left Zhou Shihao and flew out of the window. There was a rumbling sound, and there was no hut, just a deserted tomb.

Zhou Shihao opened his eyes faintly, "What about Yangyang?" I told him what happened. He just wept silently and looked at me with moist eyes from time to time. "Put it down, Shihao, I'll take you home. With that, I lifted him up from the broken bed.