Master Yun said lightly, and did not forget to fill his pipe with tobacco.

I've been holding back this hatred for a day.

At this moment, when I heard Master say to leave, I immediately nodded and said:

"Okay Master, I'll call a car!"

After speaking, I took out my mobile phone to set a location and called an online car-hailing service.

But turning his head to look at the master, he was carrying his pipe.

He held a teacup in his hand, and he didn't take anything else.

"Master, don't you bring some magic weapons? Peachwood swords, charms or something? ”

I asked tentatively.

But the master said with a disdainful face:

"I can go over, it's all for the mother and daughter's face.

What other ritual tools do I need to bring? Out! ”

After speaking, the master took the pipe in his mouth and swaggered out of the shop.

Seeing that the master looked serious and confident, I didn't say anything more.

I'm also curious about what the master will do tonight......

I followed, closed the door of the shop, and came to the side of the street.

found that the master had a calm face, and there were words in his mouth; Dog retarded, old crumb......

I followed his gaze.

He was found looking at the "Manjudo" opposite.

At the door of Wanshoutang, there was also an old man standing.

He was about the same age as Master, tall and thin.

Wearing a gray tunic and holding a black gourd in his hand.

He looked at the master, and he was also very unkind, looking at the mouth shape should be "the quintessence of the country", and even raised the middle finger to the master.

I was amazed.

The business competition between the two white shops has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, and they will tear up when they meet?

It's no wonder that after I apprenticed, the first rule was not to have dealings with people from Wanshoutang.

The master looked at the old man opposite and raised his middle finger, and also responded to the other party's international friendly gesture.

I looked embarrassed, although the master has real skills.

But there is still a world of difference between it and the appearance of the fairy wind and dao bones and the Taoist people I imagined at the beginning.

But at this time, the online taxi I called arrived.

The master was still holding the middle finger with the old man opposite, and the more he compared, the more energetic he became.

I'm really afraid that Master will be impulsive and rush over to fight with others.

Hurriedly spoke:

"Master, the car has arrived! Get in the car! ”

With that, I opened the door.

Master, he spat on the ground;

"Bah, old crumbs!"

After scolding and scolding a middle finger, he got into an online car-hailing car.

After getting into the car, the master still looked unhappy.

He also complained to me:

"If it weren't for the fact that it's a civilized society now, I can beat that shit out of that mess!"

I laughed awkwardly, and I didn't know how to answer.

The driver also unconsciously glanced in the rearview mirror.

The master was suddenly in a bad mood, and after scolding, he closed his eyes and leaned on.

I sat next to him and didn't bother him.

It only took about twenty minutes for us to get to the place.

When you get off the bus, you will find a long dark alley.

The ghost building, which had been burned by fire and is now surrounded by a blue iron fence, is deep in the alley.

There are old buildings all around, and there is not a single pedestrian in sight, and it is cold.

"Master! The murderous building is in the alley, and you have to walk about two or three hundred meters. ”

I spoke, gesturing to the alley.

Master lit the tobacco with a match and took a puff.

"Whew!"

"Lead the way."

Because of what happened just now, Master's mood is obviously a little bad, and I don't want to touch his brow.

He didn't speak, nodded, and led the way.

happened to take the master over to find the mother and son to be angry.

Soon, I walked into the long alley.

But not far away, the street lamp in this alley suddenly flashed.

With a "click", it was all gone.

The whole alley was instantly plunged into darkness, and you could only see the road with the help of moonlight.

I glanced up at the extinguished street lamp and said to the master next to me:

"Master, maybe the wires are short-circuited! The road is dark, you slow down. ”

The master didn't speak, but a slight smile curled up at the corner of his mouth and he took a puff of cigarette.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and showed Master the way in front.

Master just quietly followed me.

The alley is long, and the further you go inside, the darker it becomes.

There was a little moonlight just now, and you could see the outline of the surrounding lanes.

But at this moment, except for the flashlight of the mobile phone, it can shine a bright light.

It was already dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

In the alley, it is getting colder and colder, and the feeling is getting deeper and deeper.

Except for the footsteps of Master and me, the "stampeding" echoed in the alleyway.

There was a dead silence all around.

It's nothing, it makes me feel weird.

The alley is long, but it's only a minute or two away.

But at this point, they have come a long way.

It stands to reason that you should have walked out of the alleyway a long time ago, why haven't you seen your head yet?

I felt something was wrong.

I used a mobile phone flashlight to shine forward, but it was pitch black in front of me, and it was completely impenetrable.

Except for the old wall that constantly stretches into the darkness, there is no end in sight.

When I saw this, I began to mumble in my heart.

This is obviously not normal!

Do you feel that this is the encounter that people often say "ghosts hit the wall"?

Thinking of this, I stopped abruptly.

Without waiting for me to speak, the master beside me spoke:

"Xiao Qin, why don't you leave?"

After speaking, he was still smoking a cigarette leisurely, looking like he was fine.

But I showed a hint of nervousness and said:

"Master, something is wrong!

This alley is eighty or ninety meters at most.

But we've all come a long way, and we still don't see the end.

Have we encountered a ghost hitting the wall? ”