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I knew things weren't going well, because I'd already answered the ghost's call twice in a row.

"Puff, puff, puff", I felt my heart beating more and more slowly, as if someone had been hung on two hundreds of pounds, almost overwhelmed, and accompanied by strong dizziness, I could only lean sideways on the door frame.

Yin Jiuye and the other three looked at me with strange expressions, both mockery, sympathy, and more schadenfreude.

"If you don't take out the 'Divine Aspect Water Mirror' at this time, then go to hell with the Xia family's secrets!" said one of them with a sneer.

"Whoa, whoa," I heard a tense gust of wind.

The people of old Jinan all know that the wind is the head of the rain, and the rain is coming soon when the spring night is windy.

I hope that a heavy rain can be poured down now, and I hope that the heavy rain can wash away this deceitful world, and return me to a clean and normal Jinan city. However, my condition was getting worse and worse, and I fell down as if I had lead from the waist down, and even if I was leaning against the door frame, I was still unable to support myself.

"Goodbye, Jinan. "I felt like my vision was getting more and more blurry, and the lights inside and outside the doorway were all dimly lit.

I know that those who have been stripped of their souls by the ghosts will soon become their accomplices, and embark on the road of no return to serve the tiger.

"Am I going to die? The last person alive in the Xia family was full of hope to avenge his eldest brother, and he also entrusted his grandfather's earnest entrustment...... I'm dead, and I can't turn into a ghost to harm people when I die-Aunt Guan, if I turn into a ghost, kill me quickly, kill me quickly! Kill me......" I condensed the last shred of my mind and screamed with the last bit of strength.

I couldn't hear my own voice, and gradually I couldn't see or hear, but I felt that the darkness was like a wild beast, swallowing me up little by little.

In this situation, all I could feel was darkness and coldness. Besides, I felt like my body was falling all the time, without limits, at a rapid pace.

"Perhaps, the final end is the eighteenth layer of hell, right? Are the ghosts all the ghosts who escaped from the eighteenth layer of hell? Even the king of Yama can't control them, which shows the ferocity and sinister nature of the ghosts...... "I am sometimes sober and sometimes confused, sometimes I feel that I have been separated from my soul and body and died as a ghost, and sometimes I feel that I am lying in bed, all this horror feeling is just a nightmare.

When I wake up from a dream, will I wake up in the eighteenth layer of hell and face the evil ghosts of Daoshan Oil Pot and Yaksha? Or is it that all the things I have experienced before are a dream of Nanke, and when I wake up, my parents and eldest brothers are all alive, and even my grandfather is a normal person who is conscious and energetic? As the ancient books say, Zhuangzi thought that his life was a dream, but the time when he turned into a butterfly was real. So, can it be said that my more than 20 years of life in the old house on Qushuiting Street is a dream, and I am about to reach the other side of the dream at this moment? What awaits me on the other side?

Just as I was thinking about it, the falling suddenly stopped, and I was unsteady on my feet, almost leaning forward and falling.

With a click, a lamp lit up in front of me, and when I saw it clearly, it was lit on the tip of a middle-aged man's right index finger, with neither an oil pot nor a wick, only a fire as big as a peanut.

The middle-aged man has a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and the eyebrows are extremely slender, almost extending into the sideburns.

He looked straight at me from behind the light, looking from top to bottom and bottom to top a dozen times before finally fixing his gaze on my face.

I licked my chapped lips, not knowing what to ask.

In this case, all the questions I can ask are stupid questions, and since I don't know anything about this strange place, it is useless to ask, so it is better to wait for the other person to speak first.

"Jinan is a good place, a city of mountains and lakes, outstanding people, and there have been many famous people in history. In modern times, there are many heroes and heroes, so before I came here, I was full of hope that I could meet a young, handsome, uninhibited and soaring big man, but you disappointed me so much. I've been watching you for a long time, and I can't find anything in you that would be of interest to you, except for your last name. Perhaps, this is a mistake? Wind and water flow, dust and fate fluctuate, human beings have too many opportunities to make mistakes, any big family will have discordant false heirs, you should be one of them. He said coldly.

I settled down and gradually understood what he meant.

Of course, my surname is Xia, but in his eyes, I have not inherited Xia's magic skills, and I am as ordinary as an ant, so even if the name "Xia Shi" is written in the household register, it is equivalent to having nothing to do with Xia.

"I'm alive. "This is the most gratifying thing, and what others say about me, that's a story for later.

"Thank you for saving me. I bowed to him.

"Haha, save you?" he shook his head, rubbing his fingers, and all five fingertips lit up with fire, "How can I save you?" The singing and dancing in Jinan City has been peaceful for too long, and all kinds of demons are ready to move, and they don't take decent masters in their eyes. I'm here just to get rid of demons and subdue demons, and if you become a ghost, I'll kill you. ”

I remembered the word "death" on Xiao Tang's beard and asked in a low voice, "You are the master of the 'Ghost Pen Criticism Technique'?"

In the darkness, the middle-aged man snapped his fingers with his other hand, and fire lit up on his five fingertips.

"Thank you. I say from the bottom of my heart.

It was the peculiar dwarf who killed Xiao Tang, but it was the person in front of him who really commented on the fate of Xiao Tang's word "death".

"Born from the heart, fate. It's his business to die, thank me for what?" he asked.

My face suddenly burned because the three words "thank you" were exposing my incompetence. One person is humiliated because he is incompetent, and Xia is humiliated because the whole family is incompetent, but he has to rely on the strength of outsiders to destroy the enemy. As a man and the last living descendant of the Xia family, I feel that I have lived too cowardly and too cowardly.

"I don't do anything because of anyone, like the wind outside the Great Wall, come, go, stop, stop, walk......" he raised his hands in front of my face.

Through the swaying light and shadow, he continued indifferently and proudly: "You, for me, are just bait. There are fish and dragons on the river, there is no bait, how can I wait for the rabbit to kill it? I didn't save you, I just let my bait live a little longer, and catch bigger fish and dragons. So, there's no need to thank me. Whether you can save or not, it is the vortex of my fate that is moving, whether you live or not, it is your fate that is in charge - forget it, you will not understand and do not need to understand these profound truths. ”

I tried to straighten my spine and never speak again, so as not to be ridiculed again.

"Your palmistry—" he said.

I subconsciously clenched my fists so that he wouldn't see my palms.

He sneered: "Hold tight, hold tight, is that palmistry something that you have to see to understand......?" The Ignorance, the Ignorance...... Your palmistry is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary, at least more than ninety percent of the world's 7 billion people and China's 1.6 billion people are this kind of palmistry, meaningless, mediocre, like a piece of broken ice in the Arctic Ocean, drifting with the tide for a lifetime, and finally not knowing what to do, and it will never have any impact on the world. By the way, as I said, you're just a piece of bait, whether you're an earthworm or a dough, a fly or a flying insect, it's only for the moment your prey bites the hook. Besides, is there any significance? The picturesque city of Jinan, the once beautiful Xia family, is the only one left in the end...... Hahahaha, time has passed, oranges in the south and oranges in the north, flowers and trees, and finally only one deflated fruit has been produced, which is really fun and funny......"

I was speechless, in front of Aunt Guan and Yin Jiuye, I was still speechless and looked down upon, let alone facing this middle-aged man who was proficient in the "ghost pen criticism technique" and made Yin Jiuye's talk change.

"I see, thank you for the advice. I pressed down all the anger and resentment in my chest, thanked the other person in the calmest tone, and bowed deeply.

Since the skills are not as good as others, there is no need to hold on to the fighting spirit.

There is a famous sentence in the Analects of Confucius that "I am sensitive and studious, and I am not ashamed to ask questions", and that is the way I should do things.

"How can I advise you?" haha, that's so strange!" he was a little surprised by the change in his attitude towards me, looked at me a few more times, and sharply extinguished the fire on his fingertips, and whispered a warning, "There is a great enemy coming, don't make a sound." ”

Before I could react, he reached out and covered my mouth all at once.

There was a chill in his palm, which made me feel as if I was under a high-powered air conditioner, and I shivered.

"We have an agreement with Miss Soul Weaver, does what she promised us count?"

I heard Yin Jiuye's voice, and it sounded ten steps in front of me. It turned out that the bottomless fall just now was just a sudden change in my heart and mind, but my body was still in the old mansion and not far away.

"All we need is that thing. A woman's voice sounded, as if the official lady was talking, but not exactly.

"We don't want that, just money. Yin Jiuye expressed his original intention nakedly.

"All we need is that thing. The woman repeated coldly.

"Please let Miss Soul Weaver show up, and we'll talk to her. Yin Jiuye could only continue to explain.

"All we need is that thing. The woman repeated the same sentence mechanically and simply, like the voice of an electronic repeater.

"Fuck, we don't know where that thing is!" The person who came with Yin Jiuye couldn't help but burst into foul language, "You listen to us, we are here for money, Xiaotang is dead, one less share, but the total number must not be less at all!"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Jiuye exclaimed: "Be merciful—"

Beyond the darkness, someone fell to the ground, blood arrows flew from his throat, his hands and feet twitched, and he was hoarse**...... All kinds of chaotic sounds are endless, and it should be that the female dwarf killed the mouthy man in the blink of an eye.

"All we need is that thing, now, go find it right now, turn all the ground up here, find it. The woman said.

The old house is not big, and if there are enough people, it is not a problem to dig three feet overnight.

"I'm going to talk to Miss Soul Weaver on the phone. Yin Jiuye refused to give in and argued strongly.

"Pass. The woman agreed.

Only a few seconds later, in the darkness on our right, a phone rang. The ringtone is a very old Japanese folk song "Dragnet Minor", although it is simplified electronic music, but with a strong Japanese style.

Chinese rarely use Japanese songs as bells, especially Jinan, a special city with a strong "anti-Japanese" atmosphere, and even less hear this "dragnet minor".

"Yin Jiuye called the Japanese Soul Weaver Lady, the phone is ringing here, could it be that Miss Soul Weaver is in the dark?

It only took me three seconds from the time the phone rang to the time I figured it out, when I suddenly heard the middle-aged man's voice: "Run to the left, twelve steps." ”

Then, with a push of both hands, he almost threw me off the ground, and I could only involuntarily run to the left.

Strange as it may seem, on the twelfth step, the force he had placed on me was gone, and I stood firm at once.

Since I appeared, the middle-aged man has been mocking me, but if we face Japan's "big enemy", we **** people should naturally hate the same enemy and form a united front. Therefore, I am willing to do what he tells me, just to jointly eliminate the invading Japanese devils.

The bell rang continuously, and each note was delivered clearly into my ears with a strong penetrating power.

In the history I know, the Japanese invaders and the Chinese people are a "feud", from the Ming Dynasty's Japanese invaders to the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, to the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance, the fall of the three northeastern provinces, and the Qiqi Lugou Bridge Incident, in every famous historical event, countless Chinese people died under the samurai swords of the Japanese invaders. Therefore, even though the Chinese people are now using household appliances and automobiles from Japan and enjoying the convenience brought by high technology, their attitude towards the Japanese invaders has not changed at all -- "If they are not of our race, their hearts will be different, and the ambitions of wolves must be guarded against!"

The history is strikingly similar, and the Japanese are hateful, but in every generation of Chinese people, there are people who are willing to bow down and recognize thieves as their fathers for the sake of profit. In the past 100 years, there have been too many traitors in the Kuomintang government, and their names have been engraved on the pillar of shame in history. Today, Yin Jiuye and his ilk are also a kind of "traitors", but their social status is low, and they are not up to the level of "betraying the country for glory".

"At such a time, you can still look at the history of Asia and express your personal feelings, and if it is really a landslide that does not change color...... "A cold voice of a young woman rang in my ears.

We turned around, and there was darkness all around us, and I couldn't see my fingers.

"I must tell you, however, that Asian history is only a small part of human history, and that the greatest undertakings can only be accomplished by putting aside national prejudices and looking back at history from a higher perspective. The woman continued.

"What's the greatest cause?" the middle-aged man didn't say anything, so I dealt with it for him.

"Of course you do. The woman replied.

When the Japanese invaded China, they used the heresy of the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" to confuse the Chinese people, but anyone with a little judgment knows that the so-called "co-prosperity" is based on the inequality of "the Japanese are first-class and the rest of the Asian countries are second-class." Once this heresy becomes a fixed social system, the Yamato nation of Japan will become the ruler of Asia, and the other nations will be reduced to slavery and be left to their own devices.

Fortunately, the Chinese rose up to fight back, defeated the Japanese invaders after eight years of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and gained national autonomy, so that the Chinese nation, a big country in China, would not become a vassal of other countries and ridicule the whole world.

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