The seventh master never expected that this old way would not play cards according to the routine.

But he soon calmed down.

He chose not to listen to or believe this old saying.

Lao Dao stopped the seventh master and said bitterly, I don't want your money, I just look at your young man's goodness, if you die, it will be a pity. And I happen to be a little bit of merit, and if I save you, my merit will be complete.

The Seventh Master turned around and left.

Lao Dao shouted behind him, you don't believe nonsense, you wait until the night of the full moon, you look in the mirror, and you will know at a glance.

The Seventh Master didn't pay attention to this old way at all.

In this case, looking back at him more than once is considered to give him face.

However, when the seventh master returned home, the old Tao's words were like a shadow, lingering on him.

He began to try to observe the little girl.

Although this little girl is a drag oil bottle, she is lively and cute, and the seventh master has always regarded her as her own.

Now the child is under a big tree, clutching on a hanging branch and swinging.

At this time, the sun had not yet set, and this little girl could not be a ghost.

How can ghosts be active during the day? I've never heard of it.

Thinking of this, the seventh master was down-to-earth.

After dinner, he lay down in bed and fell asleep.

But I don't know why, the seventh master, who usually sleeps until dawn, woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night.

He looked up and saw a full moon hanging in the sky.

Tonight, it happens to be the night of the full moon.

Full moon night......

The seventh master felt a little itchy in his heart.

He told himself: I definitely don't doubt the child, I'm just a little curious, I want to see what will happen on the night of the full moon.

So, he quietly reached for the child's bedside.

The little girl was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The seventh master looked at it for a long time and found nothing.

He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly returned to his bed.

The next day, the seventh master carried the mountain goods into the city again.

Lao Dao stopped the seventh master again and said to him, yesterday was the night of the full moon, but what did you find?

The seventh master spat on the old man's face with a mouthful of phlegm, saying that it was all nonsense and stirring up relations. The little girl was normal and there was nothing wrong with her.

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the pulse of the seventh master.

The Seventh Master was startled, and reached out to pull his hand back.

But this old man's hand was like a plice, and the seventh master, a young man with strong blood, couldn't move.

Lao Dao sighed and said to the Seventh Master, you, you have been with that girl for too long, your eyes have been blinded by the ghost, and you can no longer see the truth.

Lao Dao gave the seventh master a small glass bottle, saying that it was a thing of the sun.

You wait until the night of the full moon next month, drink this thing, and you will see the truth.

For this statement, the seventh master naturally scoffed, and he turned around and left.

However, however, he didn't throw away the vial.

The seventh master told himself in his heart that I was definitely not suspicious of the child, I was just curious and wanted to see what was in the bottle.

Before you know it, a month has passed.

In this month, the seventh master did not have the slightest suspicion of the child.

But......

When the moon was full, he couldn't sleep again.

He closed his eyes and tried desperately to keep himself asleep.

But I don't know what's going on, he just can't sleep.

In the end, in the middle of the night, the seventh master was a little urgent.

He got out of bed and went to the latrine.

When he returned, he found the vial.

Inside this small bottle, there is a yellowish liquid.

The seventh master pondered for a while, and muttered, I want to see how this scam works.

Then, he threw his head up and drank the yellow liquid.

When he drank it, the seventh master suddenly came back to his senses.

Do you trust others too much?

Who is this old man, he drank what he gave casually.

What if it's poison?

However, this old man has no grievances with himself, why did he give himself poison?

The seventh master smacked his lips, and suddenly found that the taste of this thing was a little familiar.

It seems that when I drank it, I didn't drink it, it seemed to smell it, I didn't smell it, I saw it anyway.

Immediately afterwards, the Seventh Master remembered what the old Tao said, saying that this thing is a thing of the sun.

The most yang thing is still liquid, and it will be pale yellow.

The seventh master sighed in his heart, and hurriedly put the bottle under his nose and sniffed it.

it!

It's really a child's urine.

The Seventh Master almost threw up.

At least not poison, though.

Nausea is a little nausea, but at least it's not life-threatening.

The seventh master scolded in his heart, and then entered the house.

He had planned to sleep, but by chance, he glanced at the girl's bed before lying down.

At this glance, it almost scared the soul of the seventh master away.

He saw a shadow floating out of the girl's body.

The shadow is like the shadow of a little girl, and it is like the soul of a little girl.

The shadow floated out of her body like a kite stretched by a string.

The shadows were trying to reach out so that the moonlight shone on the shadows.

Then it begins to breathe deeply.

Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in.

The seventh master was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

At this time, the girl suddenly sat up slowly, then turned her head and looked at the seventh master.

The seventh master shuddered, and he hurriedly lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

At this time, he heard a rustling sound.

Girl, got out of bed.

She walked slowly to the seventh master and put her hand on his neck.