Okay.

What I want is his understanding.

Fighting against spirits, he protects himself, and that is the greatest help to me.

I helped him close the door outside, and I stood there for a few seconds, silently cheering myself on.

Isn't it just the sixteen old ancestors!

Say hello and say hello when you meet.

Our prodigal aura shouldn't provoke them to pick their eyes when they come up!

Anyway, I'm not angry about how hard you guys, let's chat, I'm sure I'll be able to give you a good chatter.

Thinking in my heart, I walked to the front hall with a smile on my face, and was ready to bend one knee to make a blessing according to the etiquette in the Republic of China TV series, "I'm sorry to disturb, the little girl asks the ancestors to ......."

The tone cavity is paused.

The scene in the antechamber was completely different from what I had imagined!

According to the stinging pain in the center of my eyebrows and the induction of Wu Mei, I thought that the front hall would be full of young and old.

Just like in the TV series, there is a respected old man sitting on the Taishi chair, next to him is the housewife, behind him is the maid, in front of him is the housekeeper, and all the juniors are sitting on the side in coats, with a blue and white face, looking at me in slow motion, and the eyes are better to be vicious and chattering.

Doesn't that make sense?

But......

Not at all!

The only thing that catches your eye is a large offering table.

On the top, there are urns and tablets in a stepped shape from high to low.

There are also two red candles lit at the front, and there are also several plates of sacrificial offerings that have grown hair.

When you look up, you can see the black filial piety cloth hanging on both sides of the ceiling, with a large inscription in the middle.

What you see and feel is a mourning hall.

Huhu ~ Huhu ~~

The wind was blowing the shredded hair on my sideburns.

The room became extremely quiet, faintly, and a soft snort could be heard only in and out.

It was as if some unknown monster was lurking quietly, facing me, ready to attack.

I put away the embarrassed smile on my face and cautiously observed my surroundings.

The wind was really blowing back and forth against me.

It made my face numb for a while.

After a while, it gave me a chill in the back of my head.

Of course, when it comes to the cloudy wind, it's more like someone blowing on me.

But they clearly didn't want me to see it.

So I only felt the stinging pain in my eyebrows, and I felt them huddle in all directions, but I couldn't catch them!

Plainly.

They're kind of like peek-a-boo with me!

was pondering whether to shed some blood to open his yin and yang eyes, and the sound of water droplets came out.

In the empty environment, the sound of the water is extremely clear.

I pricked up my ears to catch it, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of my foot.

When I looked down, I saw a bloody streak slipping from the hem of my skirt, and the top of my feet in my pumps was just exposed.

The blood snapped~ fell on the instep of my foot, and there was a fishy smell.

Tick~

Another drop of water came down.

It hit the tip of my nose right now.

Stretched out his hand and wiped it, but it was still bloody.

Sinking down, I told myself not to be nervous, they were on the roof of the shed!

Calm.

Don't be afraid.

Spirits are best at creating illusions.

Lead you to discover something first, and then they will show up to scare you!

There are places where they are really psychopaths.

Listening to you scream, it seems like there is a sense of accomplishment!

Hey, I don't scream, I don't scream, I don't scream, I don't scream, I look up suddenly-

Let's take a picture!

Little darling.

My legs still couldn't help but go limp.

The spirit body is still very respectful, and there is really an ancient man in a horse coat lying on the ceiling.

It should be said or not, people really have special functions after death, and they are completely unaffected by gravity.

I saw that his gecko-like limbs were attached to the roof of the shed, and strangely, his head was drastically drooped back, and he was the kind that lifted his gown.

It seems that his neck is a bottle cap, only a small layer of skin on the back of his neck is connected, and his head is almost completely separated from his neck!

The most exaggerated thing is that his blood-red throat is exposed, but his face is hanging in the air and rushing towards me.

The corners of his lips smiled, and his face was as white as paper.

When I looked up, I could just see his back lying on the roof of the shed, and his face rushing towards me.

Looking at each other, his posture is particularly weird, and it is very inconsistent with human body mechanics.

Inexplicably remembered the scene when my father killed the chicken, twisted the chicken's head backwards with a very large amplitude, and the chicken's head was folded to the back, and then used a knife to pull it in front of the chicken's neck, and the chicken's head was in a state of lifting the sway.

This benevolent brother was 100% also slammed on the neck, and the back of his head was pressed to his spine!

I didn't have time to think about it, because the blood was still pouring out of his throat, and the moment I raised my face, the blood droplets condensed into a column of blood, and splattered towards me like a water gun!

I was caught off guard and had my face washed.

The feet staggered away, the mouth popped twice, and the hand wiped on the face, this sticky and fishy smell!

Let's not play with burying it, no, the blood is very dirty, did you have any infectious diseases during your lifetime, ancestor!

"Boom~!"

The sound of yin and yang laughter echoed around the room, as if the stereo effect was turned on, "Say no! You guys dare to do it again!"

The bloodied ground was so slippery that I was stumbling under my feet and my eyelashes were sticky.

I didn't bother to reply, I just wanted to wipe my face clean, and with a wave of my arm, my forearm touched an urn.

The sound of gurgle~ sounded again and again, and the stepped urn swayed.

I secretly shouted in my heart, I can't fall this group of ancestors!

I subconsciously wanted to hold the box steady first, but I saw that the lid of the box was open by itself, and an old lady's head was exposed.

She had a shriveled face on top of her and a mouth open, and spat out an eyeball at me!

Oops, I'll go!

My eyes hit my face like bouncy balls!

Bounce bullet, the problem is that I don't take advantage of crow's feet, grandma!

Thanks to my tightly closed lips, otherwise it would have to be bounced in my mouth!

Suppressing the rising anger, I saw that the old lady's head was about to arch out of the box.

Just bang~! Snap the lid on the box all at once!

Cover her up in it!

Don't be so bullied.

The two armies are still paying attention to salute first and then soldier!

From the moment I took over the work, and even the way here, I thought about it, I could put my posture as low as I could, and I didn't yell at them or anything, and tried my best not to fight back or scold.

We only seek results, not processes.

After all, I didn't take any chance, think about it, if I am a spirit, it is you who let me live in, and you are the one who let me move away, seeing that I don't want to leave, you first get a yang to kick me, and then change a yang to stab me with a sword, you don't take me as an ancestor too much!

At this time, I, the third unjust seed, came over, who will be angry if they don't take me to be angry?

I have to let them vent first, and then I will know and reason with emotion.

"Ancestors, listen to me, I'm here to talk to you ......

"Someone ——!!! coming"

The old lady's head was seized into the box by me and she let out a muffled scream, "Get her out of here!"