Zhuang Baoli heard a hazy voice outside the window again.

It was the neighbor who was watching the game again.

Have you had any Champions League Serie A games lately? Why do you watch it every day?

Zhuang Baoli thought irritably.

Zhuang Baoli doesn't like football. He was thin when he was a child, and the boys in the school played basketball and soccer, and they were not very happy to take him. It may also be because he doesn't run as fast as others, doesn't jump as high as others, and can only run blindly behind every time he plays with the ball, and he gradually quits this game.

Zhuang Baoli couldn't remember what happened, and only left that impression.

He was always left alone.

It's not completely friendless.

But for students, the most important way to make friends is to be at the same table, in the same class, with the same interests and hobbies, or to live close to each other and go to school together.

Zhuang Baoli doesn't occupy anything.

Even if there are people at the same table and in the same class, they are just general friends, and they will be cut off after graduation.

In addition, he later left his hometown, his career was mediocre, his family was mediocre, and even the kind of class president who notified him one by one according to the student list was pushed, and the classmate group was always blocked.

Zhuang Baoli was thinking wildly, his consciousness gradually sank, but he couldn't remember the name and appearance of any of his classmates.

He thought he was probably asleep, or maybe he wasn't asleep yet.

A face appeared in the darkness in front of him.

A man's face.

The man's face was stained with blood, blood and sweat that he didn't know how, and some dust.

Zhuang Baoli couldn't see his appearance clearly, he only felt that the other party looked like an actor with a face painted in Peking Opera, with a prominent face and difficult to distinguish facial features.

The man sat on the ground in embarrassment, panting, but his gaze was fierce.

"Hey! Come here! Brat! I'm calling you here! The man shouted at him.

Zhuang Baoli's body trembled.

He noticed the blood on the man's body.

The large dark red of the abdomen, as well as the dots of red under the man's body, proved that the man was injured and had bled a lot.

Men are still so fierce, like wounded beasts, they only pounce on their prey more frantically.

The man continued to shout, shouting something, and Zhuang Baoli couldn't hear it clearly.

It's like "come here".

What are you going to tell him to do?

Normally, when a man is injured, he should want to ask for help, but the tone, demeanor, and look ......

Zhuang Baoli didn't know why he was angry.

He thought of the classmates who walked by him after school, the warm and happy classmates on the playground, and the figure of his own loneliness.

He must have forgotten his student days, but at this time, everything was so vivid that he was emotional.

He didn't know why he was so angry.

Even if I think of the past, it was just an ordinary childhood, he was not angry at the time, why should he be angry now?

But Zhuang Baoli couldn't control his emotions, and he couldn't control his body.

He stamped his foot and walked towards the man.

His body was still shaking, and he stomped his feet out of anger and because he didn't do his best, he couldn't take a step at all.

He stepped closer and saw the knife in the man's abdomen.

The man's hand had covered the wound, but now it seemed that he had lost his strength, and he was sagging loosely on the blood-soaked jacket.

"Give me the clothes." The man raised his finger slightly and ordered, "Tie it up for me." Then go ahead and call a car. Do you hear that? Boy, speak! Damn it...... Dumb? Little mouse, can you talk? ”

Zhuang Baoli only felt that something had blindfolded his brain.

He stretched out his hand, but instead of taking off his clothes to bandage the man's wound, he directly held the knife in the man's abdomen.

Men are powerless to stop.

The knife was pulled out.

But it's not like it was on TV, where blood shot out.

However, Zhuang Baoli saw more blood gushing out of the wound of the black hole.

The man's eyes widened and he shouted and cursed, but his voice was as thin as a gnat.

Zhuang Baoli's ears were buzzing, as if he heard the man's scolding, and as if he hadn't heard anything, for a moment, he seemed to hear another familiar voice.

The blood-colored, strange man in front of him has also become a familiar person.

He seemed to see his father.

It is said that men will have an Oedipus complex, killing their fathers and loving their mothers.

He only revered his parents, never disobeyed his father, nor did he have any other feelings for his mother. He later left his hometown, saying that it was for the future, but in fact he wanted to leave his parents.

On closer inspection, his parents did not abuse him, but they were unusually strict and unsmiling. But when he was sick, his father would lower his voice and gently wipe the sweat from his body, and his mother would also cook warm food and feed it to his mouth.

Why was he in such a hurry to escape?

Zhuang Baoli felt his thoughts drift away.

He came back to his senses and saw the man's body slumped to the ground.

The man is dead.

Zhuang Baoli's body trembled.

The knife in his hand fell, fell on the man's leg, grazed the man's jeans, and fell to the ground again with a soft sound.

Zhuang Baoli took a step back and stopped his pace.

He looked down and saw the blood on his hands.

He trembled like chaff and tried to escape, but he forced himself to calm down.

He thought of the episodes he had seen on TV.

He had to destroy his body and wipe out all traces of himself.

He had just touched the knife.

Zhuang Baoli shook his hands, took off his coat, wiped the blood on his hands vigorously, picked up the knife again, and wiped it clean.

He crouched beside the man, racking his brains about how to deal with the aftermath.

His gaze fell on the man's corpse.

There was an extra hole in the man's chest, and blood was gushing out.

Zhuang Baoli swallowed.

He looked at his hands again and threw away the clean knife.

Zhuang Baoli jumped up and wanted to run away.

But after running a few steps, his pace slowed down.

He couldn't run away like that.

The body is still there.

It's a desolate area, but it's not an inaccessible jungle. The man's body will be found, and the time will ......

I should have buried it.

It would be better to bury it.

Or burn it...... It seems to be burned in the TV. If you bury it, it will also be accidentally dug up after many years, and then ...... And then......

Flames appeared in front of me.

Blazing temperatures hit your face.

At the same time, a scorching smell burrowed into his nostrils and made him gag.

Zhuang Baoli saw the figure in the flames.

Men, jackets, jeans......

The blood stains on the man's face were gone.

Zhuang Baoli really saw the man's face clearly.

It's the man I saw in the nightmare before!

And so it was!

It's the man who found it!

Zhuang Baoli screamed in horror.

He yelled and said things he didn't understand.

When the fear was at its peak, he felt a chill.

The flames were doused with water.

The rumbling sound of rain was deafening.

It was as if someone had poured cold water on him, and his face was cold.

It was obviously shrouded in torrential rain, but only his face was wet.

The flames and figures in front of him also became the moon in the water, and they became blurred.

Gradually, Zhuang Baoli heard another voice in the haze.

The sound of the TV.

It's like a ball game......

No, it's not a ball game.

Separated by glass, by walls, by distance, by time and space and memory, the fragmented sound of the TV came into Zhuang Baoli's ears:

“…… It is reported that the deceased, male...... Multiple robberies...... The suspect was a taxi driver ......"

The rain was louder again.

The sound of the TV set is completely blocked.

Zhuang Baoli's heart was relaxed.

He went limp, relieved.

It was a robber.

The suspect was a taxi driver.

Yes, exactly.

He......

The flames rose from the darkness, and the figure rushed out of the flames, choking Zhuang Baoli's neck.

Zhuang Baoli saw the man's vicious and hideous face.

Zhuang Baoli's eyes widened in astonishment.

No! It shouldn't be—

He obviously did what Master Niu said......

Zhuang Baoli felt the pain of suffocation, but the pain was fleeting.

Zhuang Baoli saw a pair of hands poking out from behind the man's back.

The hand that reached out of the void grabbed the man's head.

A man is like a turnip in a field, plucked out with force.

Zhuang Baoli raised his head slightly, looking at the hand that suddenly appeared, as well as the owner of the hand.

It was a strange humanoid.

The head of the beast is human, the appearance is terrifying, but the temperament is peaceful and upright, with the compassion of the Bodhisattva Buddha.

The man he had seized did not make the slightest cry, but hung straight like a turnip, and like a dried turnip, shriveled down little by little.

Zhuang Baoli seemed to see the Buddha's light.

He couldn't help but kneel, folded his hands, and recited the scriptures that Niu Haixi had sent him.

The light shone on Zhuang Baoli's face, warm and bright.

Zhuang Baoli opened his eyes.

He saw the sunlight outside the window.

Luo Lanjun had already gotten up and was making breakfast. There was also a noise in the toilet, it should be Zhuang Xuexia washing.

A new day has begun.

Zhuang Baoli sat up.

He sighed softly.

It's been so long...... Why are you looking for it now?

Or is that thing following him all the time, because he used to have a strong yang fire, so he was ignorant?

Zhuang Baoli sniffled.

He smelled a burning smell.

The smell that instinctively unnerved him.

Zhuang Baoli hurriedly got out of bed.

In the kitchen, Roland Jun was scrambling to turn off the fire.

She saw Zhuang Baoli at the kitchen door and smiled, "I just looked at my phone and it was burnt." It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's still eating ”

Zhuang Baoli breathed a sigh of relief.

The door to the toilet next door opened.

As soon as Zhuang Xuexia opened the door, she took a look at Zhuang Baoli. She immediately lowered her face, and walked over without saying hello.

Zhuang Baoli frowned, and was about to say something, but Luo Lanjun had already come out with breakfast.

"This one is a bit burnt. Xiaxia, you eat this. Luo Lanjun gave Zhuang Xuexia the beautifully fried poached eggs.

Zhuang Xuexia took the chopsticks and started eating.

Zhuang Baoli didn't care about what he said, and went to the toilet to wash up first.

When Zhuang Baoli came out, Zhuang Xuexia had already finished breakfast and was about to go out with a schoolbag.

Zhuang Xuexia's mouth was bulging, and she was still chewing.

"Why don't you finish your meal before leaving?" Zhuang Baoli said something in the end, but saw that Zhuang Xuexia had already closed the door with her hand and disappeared.

Zhuang Baoli asked, "What's going on?" ”

Luo Lanjun shook his head, "That's it when I get up in the morning." I just ate two eggs for breakfast. ”

Zhuang Baoli doesn't know why, so he can only attribute it to another manifestation of adolescent rebellion.

Zhuang Xuexia went downstairs, and the contents of her mouth had been swallowed.

She still puffed out her cheeks and went to the bus stop angrily, squeezing the bus, all the way to school.

Seeing Xia Menghui, Zhuang Xuexia immediately screamed, her emotions were cathartic and extremely happy.

“…… It's not a cousin's thing at all! Cousin's place is fine! It has nothing to do with me! It's what Daddy did! He must have brought it in! Xiao Ming is right, that is, he has attracted things, which has affected me! Zhuang Xuexia said excitedly, and just took a few steps into the school gate, chattered embarrassedly in front of the teacher on duty, was quiet for a while, and then went all the way to enter the classroom, and did not stop after sitting down on the seat.

Xia Menghui didn't find a chance to interject, and she didn't even have the space to express her surprise and echo "mmmmmmmmmm

When Zhuang Xuexia finally paused, Xia Menghui asked, "Then who did your father offend?" ”

"Offend a ghost!" Zhuang Xuexia was angry, "It must have offended a ghost." I just pinched him last time! ”

Xia Menghui was not as indignant as Zhuang Xuexia, "But isn't it okay now?" What kind of Baojiaxian is that, isn't it very easy to use? ”

Zhuang Xuexia snorted.

"Your family has a family protector?" The classmate in the front seat looked back curiously.

Zhuang Xuexia didn't answer.

She only told Xia Menghui about this.

What are tarot cards, crystal balls, voodoo, pentagrams...... That can also be taken out in the class and said. Can hit ghosts, talismans, and protect family immortals...... It's too earthy.

Zhuang Xuexia pursed her lips.

"Bao Jiaxian didn't end well. Before me, Bao Jiaxian had to fight back in the end. People will become Shinto. Dancing gods, you know? It's all in the vein of the Baojia Immortal. It's all shamanic, primitive religion, and it's very barbaric. ”

Zhuang Xuexia didn't give the other party a good look and ignored it.

Xia Menghui nodded awkwardly, which was regarded as a cheer.

When the classmate saw this, he was not interested in going on.

Just as the self-study began, a class leader came to the podium to read the endorsement, and he turned back.

Zhuang Xuexia ignored the other party, but she listened to what the other party said, but she didn't take it seriously.

She had already told Xiao Ming about Bao Jiaxian, and Xiao Ming had also introduced her to her.

If you want to talk about danger, the one who dances the god asks the god to come up, and after a long time, he will pollute his mind and become crazy by that kind of beast. But ordinary offerings are not much dangerous.

Of course, the effectiveness is therefore limited.

Because the prototype of Bao Jiaxian is a small animal, they are all scary. Maybe it's because of this that the cow master made a wooden box to block it.

Xiao Ming also said that the primitive religion of shamans is very rough. Therefore, it is not easy to make money now, and in terms of tradition, it is not as good as Feng Shui metaphysics; In terms of foreign atmosphere, it is not as good as the voodoo of shamans in other countries. Master Niu can come up with a wooden box to cover up, and then cooperate with rootless water and lotus incense to make money, which is also flexible enough.

Traditional Baojiaxian does not pay attention to this kind of worship, and there is no vegetarian requirement - the most famous weasels and foxes in Baojiaxian are meat-eating animals, how can it be forbidden to eat meat when worshipping them?

Thinking about the trouble caused by Zhuang Baoli, she has been restless and frightened for so long, and now she has to follow a regular vegetarian diet, Zhuang Xuexia is so frightened that she is dying.

Her temper comes and goes quickly.

When I got out of school, I held hands with Xia Menghui and happily lined up to buy grilled sausages to eat.

The good mood lasted until she got home.

She saw Luo Lanjun carrying a bag.

"Xiaxia, I've bought dinner, you hurry up and eat. I'll go to your grandmother's and grandfather's. Your grandmother is not feeling well, so I accompanied her to the hospital. Your dad will be back later. You're home alone, do your homework and go to bed early. Roland-kun hurriedly explained.

"Grandma is alright?" Zhuang Xuexia asked.

"Well, I think it's a cold, it's been a long time, and it's a bit of pneumonia. I accompanied her to the needle. Roland had already walked to the door, "Just throw it in the trash can at home after dinner." I'll clean it up tomorrow. Be careful yourself. I turned off the gas. Be careful when you take a shower and pour hot water. Your dad will be back later. ”

"I see."

Luo Lanjun closed the door and opened the door again, "By the way, you remember to offer incense." After offering incense, wipe it with the white rag. ”

"Oh." Zhuang Xuexia answered and watched the door close.

In the quiet home, she was the only one left, and there was ......

Zhuang Xuexia looked at the small wooden box.