Usually the master uses cinnabar ink that is half distressed at a little, but today he asked me to grind it all out.

I asked him, "Master, why don't you feel distressed?" ”

The master said helplessly: "I feel distressed." It's not because I met you as a scoundrel! ”

I lowered my head, feeling a little guilty because it was all about saving me.

As he spoke, he tapped my nose with the barrel of his pen: "What a daze, look." ”

Well?

I looked up and saw that the master was about to put pen to paper and draw a spell.

"Didn't you always have to learn before?"

"I'll show you today, and I'll remember it."

I was a little stunned, except for making coffins, the master never let me touch this aspect of things, what happened today, and actually took the initiative to let me learn.

I don't know if it's human nature to be cheap, I suddenly felt strange in my heart, and I had a bad premonition......

The master spread the rune paper on the table, picked up the pen in his right hand, wrapped the brown hair tip in the cinnabar ink, and began to draw.

He was very fast, from the end of the pen to the finish in one go, and it only took a few minutes to draw a stack of rune paper.

There were about five styles of them, three of which I had seen when I had peeked at the mystic, and they were all used to ward off evil spirits, and the other two masters had only drawn one each, using black rune paper, on which I had never seen runes.

Just as I was thinking, the master suddenly asked, "How is it, do you remember clearly?" ”

I struggled to remember the five rune patterns, and nodded somewhat reluctantly, "Almost." ”

The master raised his eyes: "Almost... How much worse? ”

I scratched my head and was embarrassed to say, but the master sighed and didn't scold me, but said that there was a book at home, let me read more when I go back.

I nodded hurriedly.

The preparations were almost done, and the master took out a compass and began to do it.

The first talisman burned, and the villa, which was still calm as usual, suddenly permeated with a gloomy and cold aura.

The light was obscured by dark clouds, and even with the lights on, it still felt like the whole house was lifeless.

"How did this happen!" Zhang Fang was so frightened that he followed us in fear and didn't dare to move away an inch.

The master held the compass and began to search, and at the same time, I don't know whether it was to me or to Zhang Fang, who was trembling, and explained: "Everything before was a trick, and now this villa is the real appearance." ”

As soon as the words fell, the vigorous yin qi rushed to the face!

The temperature around him instantly fell to the bottom, and he fell into an ice cave.

Zhang Fang was so frightened that he grabbed my hand and muttered: "Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, don't hurt me......"

He grabbed harder and harder, and I frowned and tried to break it open, but suddenly I felt cold and weak, and my chest felt like it was being pressed by a boulder, and I couldn't breathe.

It's not the first time I've felt this way.

In addition to being able to see things that ordinary people can't see, I am also very sensitive to yin, once I enter a place where yin qi is too heavy, I will feel uncomfortable, and in serious cases, I will be taken advantage of by evil things.

But because he hadn't encountered this situation for too long, the master seemed to have forgotten about this stubble, and he remembered it only when he saw that I had fallen behind and had not followed for a long time.

"Take this."

I saw the master take something out of his arms and throw it into my hand.

I scrambled to hold it in my palm, shocked inside.

Isn't this the same wooden box from last night?

I remember that it was still under the pillow before going out, when did the master bring it?

The most important thing is......

I said apprehensively: "Master, you won't ask me for ten days again!" ”

"What? Longevity... Shou Yuan? ”

Even ordinary people know that Shouyuan means life.

Zhang Fang was so frightened when he heard this, he immediately let go of my hand.

The master shook his head and said, "That's not going to happen, but if you hold it, don't open it." ”

"Got it. But what is in this, master? ”

I looked curiously at the wooden box in my hand, it was a simple thing, the size of a palm, and it was ordinary from beginning to end, but as soon as I took it in my hand, the yin qi around me seemed to immediately retreat.

The master turned his head and stared at the box for a few seconds, his mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end there was still nothing to explain, just to insist that I take it and not move it.

With the guidance of the compass, we enter the second floor from the first floor, if the first floor is still just cold, then the second floor is like coming to another world, filled with black fog - a real haunted house.

It was still daytime, but it was like night in the room on the second floor.

The visibility became very low, and the master did not allow us to turn on the light but lit a white candle, but what we didn't expect was that the weak candle flame was actually more effective than the electric light.

Zhang Fang pulled the corner of my clothes and walked slowly, I could feel his legs trembling, in fact, it was not only him, I was a little afraid in the face of such an unknown situation.

It's just that the master is here, and my backbone is there, so I'm not so afraid.

A gust of wind passed through the window, lifting the curtains and entering the room.

Suddenly, the compass in the master's hand vibrated violently, and at the same time, the hands were spinning rapidly.

The master frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me." ”

After speaking, his pace quickened, and Zhang Fang and I hurriedly followed.

The compass's reaction intensified, eventually leading us to a room on the second floor.

Facing the closed door, the master glanced at me, and then stretched out his hand.

But just then, there was a noise in the room.

Zhang Fang suddenly clenched, and said in a trembling voice: "Lao Li and his wife died here...... There was a broken vase in the room at the time, which should be... That's the sound! ”

The old Li in Zhang Fang's mouth is actually Li Quan's uncle, hearing him say this, the master paused and asked me for a copper coin.

This was also prepared before coming to Jinbei, and the master stuffed it all into my backpack.

Ready to go, the master slowly twisted the doorknob......

Syllable!

When the lock opened, he lifted his leg and kicked it, and the door slammed against the wall.

My heart instantly jumped to a hoarse throat, for fear that there was something terrible behind the door, but when the door was opened, the room was black fog except black fog.

The master still took the lead, and Zhang Fang and I followed.

The master's compass was still spinning, as if to indicate something.

However, after I glanced around, I was puzzled, "It's just an ordinary room, nothing special." ”

The voice has not fallen, boom!

The door behind him suddenly shut.

In a panic, Zhang Fang was the first to rush to the door, desperately twisting the door lock, but he couldn't open it.

"This... What's going on? ”

Zhang Fang encountered this kind of strange thing, and he was frightened all of a sudden.

He banged on the door and shouted, "Let me out!" Let me out. I didn't do anything, don't hurt me, don't hurt me......"

"It's useless." The master glanced at him and said coldly, "We can't get out." ”

I have guessed this a long time ago, so I didn't lose my temper like Zhang Fang, and of course, more importantly, because I believe in the master.

It's just that Zhang Fang didn't understand anything, and when he heard it, his face was like a dish, "What can I do, we won't ......"

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but I knew what he was worried about.