The single word written by Zhao Haipeng on the tablet is ...... "home". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Home?" Zhao Shuihe and I were surprised at the same time, and then asked Zhao Haipeng: "How is this exquisite?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhao put away his pen and explained to me: "In this life, people don't bring it in life and don't take it with them in death, but there are three things that can't be let go of the most." The first is 'eating', the second is 'me', and the third is 'home'. ”

So...... Home awakens something in the deepest part of a person's heart.

Zhao Haipeng's "soul hooking card" is actually to evoke the deepest ...... in the heart of Wang Ruifeng, who is possessed by the oil wolf Thoughts.

And home, too, must be the thing that a ten-year-old child depends on the most.

"Home!" Lao Zhao repeated.

After speaking, Hai Peng glanced at his watch, and then told me: "The spirit card is actually a 'bait', let's use this brand, tribute, sacrifice and Wang Ruifeng's clothes and hair, we can make a fake 'home', evoke the child's lost nature, and let him come back." ”

I understood a little, so I asked Zhao Haipeng: "Can ...... So where is this tablet enshrined?"

Lao Zhao thought for a while and said: "Let's go to the People's Park in our city, let's go there at night, there is almost no one, there is no one to treat ghosts there, no one should be injured by mistake." ”

I nodded, then leaned against the door of the store, waiting for the sunset to come and the okra to return.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Cai Okra returned to the store with the children's clothes and a small loss of hair obtained from the Wang family.

Haipeng took the thing, glanced at me, and said, "Success or failure is here." ”

I nodded, then smiled as much as I could.

That night, under my tens of millions of requests, reporter Cai, a woman who loves to find trouble, finally didn't follow us, otherwise she followed, and wouldn't it become an eternal pain in my heart to come to a reporter's best candid shooting or something?

Dude pretends to be a sheep, but he wants to be bare-assed.

After that, Zhao Haipeng and I went out at one o'clock in the morning, drove at night, pulled all kinds of things, wrapped the sword spirit bamboo poem with lotus leaves, and ran straight to the People's Park to "summon ghosts".

I don't want to stay in the broken place of the People's Park, because it is said that it used to be the river of the ancient Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, and at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, you could still walk by boat in the rainy season, but then it ******, and I don't know why it was dug up to make the park.

The reason why I don't want to come is because the terrain of the canal is low and cold, and I feel a cool breeze on my neck during the daytime on weekdays, not to mention that it is more than one o'clock in the morning, which is the time when "people are sleepy and ghosts come to visit".

However, my displeasure can't get past Zhao Haipeng's stubbornness, and what he said does make sense.

“...... It is estimated that there is no one here except for the crematorium, if you don't want to go out, then let's go to the park. ”

Zhao Haipeng's words left me speechless.

Later, we sneaked into a pine forest in the park, during which Zhao Haipeng was busy putting out his "spiritualist sign", while I was busy undressing, spitting sheep fat on my body, and hanging "sea prickly ba" around my neck.

After the whole thing, my whole body was smoked by the sheep smell on my body, and I was sincerely depressed, why do I always encounter such embarrassing things, why do I have to come out every time to settle everything?

And the "curse eating" method of curing ghosts in the temple of the five internal organs is too yin, right?

Last time, Zhao Haipeng smeared the bottom of the pot on my face, making us look like an East African nigger, this time it's good, it's a shell and a "sunscreen", and I was not allowed to wear clothes, so I was thrown directly to Mauritius, I really don't know if the next time I encounter this kind of thing, Zhao Haipeng will make me an Antarctic penguin, or a Thai ladyboy.

Anyway, I feel like I can't get out of the Third World in this life.

In addition to complaining in my heart, I also sighed from the bottom of my heart, what kind of sins did this unconscious king plan in his previous life, and what blessings he accumulated, and having someone like me who has nothing to do with him to wipe his buttocks, it is simply burning high incense.

When this matter is understood, if he doesn't make a special promotional video for me, this time I will cut the oil wolf with bamboo poems, and the next one will cut him!

Just when my heart was complaining, Zhao Haipeng had already put out the tablet with the word "home" written on it.

I saw Lao Zhao put the hot bread made of water lotus into a small porcelain plate, and the stack was the same as Xiaoshan.

After putting aside the last bun at the top, Lao Zhao inserted one of the Huainan incense sticks he took from Zhao Shuihe on the top, and when he lit a cigarette for himself, he burned the short incense by the way.

After that, Zhao Haipeng set up the tablet, put Wang Ruifeng's hair and clothes in place, gently pressed it under the tablet, and let the tablet rush south.

When everything was over, Lao Zhao Mai hurriedly ran back to the leeward pine nest where I was hiding, and saw that I was naked, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Don't laugh!" I said angrily and in a low voice, "Laugh at you!"

Zhao Haipeng forcibly covered his mouth and nodded.

After a moment, he swallowed back his smile, and then said to me, "After three years of gloom, I will invite you to travel, brother." Let's go to Mauritius and see the big sharks......"

Mauritius...... Is he turning a corner and sarcastically mocking me?

Lao Zhao was like this, so I pulled down my face, pointed to the tablet and said: "Okay, the matter in three years will be discussed in three years, what should we do now, I don't want to spend the night in the People's Park......"

Zhao Haipeng nodded, turned around and looked at the tablet with the word "home" written on it and said, "Let's wait at the downwind, and when that thing comes, you will go out to run a sheep ......."

Then, Zhao Haipeng and I fell into a gap of silence.

Needless to say, the cold at night is self-evident, and the most terrifying thing is that I really don't understand why Zhao Haipeng wants to find a pine forest to do such a thing.

I was already undressed, and I was confined to the left and right branches of this pine forest, and I didn't dare to move left and right, which was no different from being stuffed into a cage.

In this environment, every second is like a year.

Trapped among the branches of the pine trees, I shivered from the cold, and although I later put on my clothes, I was not wearing them to keep warm.

I was very bored, so in order to distract myself, I touched Zhao Haipeng's shoulder and said, "Lao Zhao, I'll gossip, this reporter Cai...... Did I woo you?"

Although I couldn't see clearly in the night, I was still sure that after I said this question, Zhao Haipeng's ears must have turned red.

Then, my serious Brother Zhao turned around and said in a panic: "No, there is nothing to do." ”

"Okay!" I teased: "There are five or six people with me, for you, then Reporter Cai is about to become a cat in the spring, and the flies in our restaurant know it." ”

My words made Zhao Haipeng bow his head slightly, and said very embarrassedly: "Reporter Cai...... It's good guys. ”

"Naturally, the one-eyed angel of justice. It's easy to self-immolate when you get close......" I said, I went straight to the point and said: "Lao Zhao, you and I leaked the truth, do you want to get her?" If you want to, just say it, brother will give you ......."

Actually, what I said was a lie, because the reality was that Reporter Cai wanted to mess with Zhao Haipeng, and I ...... is an inner ghost and an accomplice, in the language of fireworks, it is the rice worm in the bowl.

Our words put Zhao Haipeng in an extremely embarrassing situation, and I have never seen Lao Zhao answer a question so entangled, just like a big girl, unspeakably twisted.

"This ...... Reporter Cai is a good person, but ......" Zhao Haipeng shook his head slightly and said: "I have someone I like, I can't stand her, otherwise I ......"

Zhao Haipeng has ...... Sweetheart?

To be honest, although I have heard a little about this matter from Lao Cai before, but when I heard Zhao Haipeng say it again today, I believe that this is not a fake, let alone a prevarication.

It's all pushed to this point, and it's impossible to prevaricate.

But who is that person in Lao Zhao's heart? I'm curious.

Just wanted to ask, Zhao Haipeng suddenly waved his hand at me and said, "Don't say it, that oil wolf, here!"

As Zhao Haipeng spoke, a gray-black shadow slowly emerged from the incense-burning spirit sign. (To be continued.) )