The old man looked at the porridge blankly, and then looked at Chen Chuchu, who looked like a scholar, his lips trembled and he wanted to say something, swallowed it back, and spit out a vague sentence for a long time: "If you fight another bowl, Anan will eat it too!" ”

Ah Mei is now Ah Nan just now, old man, you can think of your name casually......

Chen Qiqi made another bowl and put it on the square table, turned around and went to the courtyard, his eyesight is very good now, even if it is all dark, he can see clearly.

The old man slapped the table hard: "If you don't eat, where are you going!" Come and eat! ”

Chen Qiqi was taken aback by this sound, and felt that Anan was calling him, so he had to come over and sit down and say: "Old man, my name is Chen Qiqi, not Anan, but I haven't asked you to see your honorific name yet......"

The old man's eyes glared: "I am me!" ”

Your answer is a little too high.

Chen Chu smiled lightly: "Okay, it's good if you're happy." As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and drank the slightly earthy porridge, I don't know if the rice was not clean or the wild vegetables were not cleaned, but it seemed that the wild vegetables were not washed......

When supper was over, the old man went back to the stones in the yard and stared at the rape flowers he had planted, as if something different could be seen on them.

Chen had to wash the dishes at the beginning, and there was very little left in the kitchen tank, and when he first arrived, he didn't want to use the authority of the water god to gather water vapor, so he took a flat pole and took two buckets to the outside well to pick it up a few times.

The old woman hadn't slept during the day, and said with some surprise: "Young man, aren't you a scholar, you can actually pick up a bucket?" It's the old man who has no water to call you, hey, the old man ......."

The two buckets of water were as light as nothing on Chen Chu's shoulders, and he smiled: "No, no, I just moved my muscles and bones." He put water into the water tank, but he was still a little lazy, and the water vapor was gathered, and two and a half buckets of water were released, and the water tank was soon full......

After reading "Liaozhai Ghost Encyclopedia", Chen Chuchu had a little more guesses about the white-haired man in Tan Jinxuan's house, but he still couldn't be sure.

The ghosts are very strange, and the settings between the stories and the stories are also different, such as the love between Xiucai and the female ghosts, and the study of the mystery of the flesh and blood piston every night, which really allows them to study the truth of life! The female ghost came to a sentence, she was the daughter of so-and-so before her death, and after her death, she fell in love with the showman in front of her for the ghost, because she pistoned every night and obtained a large amount of human yang, she only needed to dig up her grave at a certain time on a certain day, pull out the coffin nails, lift the coffin lid, and she could live...... In fact, he did live, and it was so outrageous.

Even if his wife died, Difu felt that she had a deep relationship with her husband in the yang world, so he let her come back to accompany her as a ghost!

The man was okay at first, but he couldn't do it later, because the ghost couldn't have children (other small stories can give birth), and married a living concubine, but the ghost wife got angry and fought with the concubine, and the man felt that it was not okay, so he asked for help from the master and nailed four peach wood nails around his wife's grave to settle down.

The white-haired man who attacked Xu Sanniang had obvious intentions, not to kill but to draw color.

It should be the existence of perverts and goblins, but there are too many of this type in Liaozhai, men and women are sex in the living, and male ghosts and female ghosts are also sexy, and there is an adjective of "happy night" at every turn. The white-haired man doesn't look like an existence that can stop there, as long as he is completely eliminated, he can avoid the possibility of Xu Sanniang encountering again......

Ask the city god, ask the land lord?

Chen Chuchu didn't dare to ask for the time being, he was in the world of "Exorcist of Tuodi", in the city god temple, the gods had become enemies, if he was to startle the snake in this world, I am afraid that he could only continue to mix with his body and "dark blood" to change his appearance. Including his current appearance, the original characteristics have also been adjusted......

It was late at night, and the old man slept.

Chen Qiqi withdrew from meditation and cultivation, glanced at the dark night sky, walked to the corner of the courtyard and soared into the air, flying towards the highest mountain nearby.

At the top of the mountain, he took out a heavy square table from the air and placed it on the ground, placed the incense burner yellow paper fragrant mahogany sword on it, and finally put the book of the heavenly spell in front of him.

In plain language, opening the altar is to set up a signal base station on the spot to call the gods for remote support, but it is not so simple, the role of the altar is not only to call for help, but also to strengthen the caster's communication with the aura of heaven and earth, so that the power of spells and spells on weekdays can be increased......

The fighting method between warlocks, unless good and evil are opposed, it is impossible to shake the gods to assist, just kidding, the senior brother is single-handed, the senior brother shakes the Erlang God, and the junior brother shakes the Monkey King, isn't this arch fire?

The wind on the mountain was very strong, Chen Chuchu's eyes flashed with red light and swept around, nothing abnormal existed, he took out four apricot yellow pennants and threw them hard, landing in the four directions of the altar, southeast, northwest and northwest, sealed with one hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Fixed!" As his words fell, the wind stopped.

He took out the blades of grass he had collected in the woods during the day, stained with the blood of the white-haired man.

This kind of thing has not been done in several worlds at the beginning of the year, and at this moment, he has woven the blood-stained grass leaves into a straw man with his bare hands, and he suddenly has a feeling of returning to the craftsman.

Leaning the straw man on the incense burner, Chen took out a piece of yellow paper to draw the same soul mantra, pasted it on the top of the straw man's head, sealed his hands, and began to recite the same soul mantra, then grabbed the peach wood sword and danced, and finally grabbed a bottle of white wine in the air with his left hand and poured it into his mouth, spraying it on the incense that had been lit, and the fire swelled, and the tip of the sword was the rune paper in the center of the straw man's eyebrows: "Same!" ”

He took out four steel needles and went to the heart of the straw man, the dantian, the perineum, and finally the heavenly spirit......

In a cave in the mountains outside Zichuan County, the white-haired man who attacked Xu Sanniang during the day sat on a stone chair and showed his sorrow, with several wine jars on the table, and he was holding a large bowl and constantly pouring wine into his mouth. At this moment, there was a noise outside, and the man who came in with the same open chest and back was just long brown hair and a little long face.

The brown-haired man saw that the white-haired man kept pouring wine, so he hurriedly came over and took down the bowl and asked, "Didn't the virtuous brother go hunting for the shade, why did you call me here in a hurry, with such a sad face, could it be that you encountered some difficulties?" ”

The white-haired man ripped off his shirt, turned around and revealed several holes in his back and two holes in his legs and said: "I was originally in love with a little lady whose husband was demented, the lady was too beautiful, I couldn't wait for the night, so I went during the day, the little lady was very pretty, I was happy, I forgot to transform the appearance of a beautiful man and made a move, but the little lady called out, attracting a young reader!" ”

The brown-haired man frowned and said, "It's useless to be a scholar, could it be that your injury was poked out by a scholar with a bamboo gun?" Minor injuries can be healed in just one day with your cultivation mana! ”

The white-haired man sighed: "That scholar is not simple, he will give me a slap when he comes up, and it will make my internal organs hot!" I drew my sword to cut off his head, but the scholar did not dodge or dodge, and his hands were golden, and he rolled up my sword like soft mud, and it was very fierce. ”

"My mana was suppressed during the day, and I just wanted to avoid its peak for the time being, and wait until night to talk about it, but the scholar actually chased it out and hit my back several times with a delicate little fire gun, leaving these holes...... I managed to get out, but I noticed a problem, and my transfiguration seemed to be ineffective. ”

The more he talked, the more depressed he became, the hole was not easy to heal, it was very slow, the anger suddenly came up, he poured a sip of wine, his face changed, and his right hand tightly grasped the left chest with a painful expression: "Ah...... My heart hurts! ”