"Maybe this is the best way, I believe in Dong Jing, so I also believe that her relatives will not joke with my life."

After being comforted in my heart, I was not so worried in the future.

"The three of you just sit here and don't worry, I'm going to go to another room to do things with my aunt, and finally I'll give you three Taoist robes, so that people who pretend to be honest and virtuous can suppress each other."

Chen Minghui and I glanced at each other and didn't say anything.

One of the things I've found is that I tend to be able to keep my mind calm when things are critical.

It seems that I'm a college graduate who is really good at it.

The room was silent, and not a single sound could be heard.

Looking at the shining oil lamps on the ground, I felt that my destiny was closely tied to them.

Then I looked at the image on the wall again.

Chen Ming on the side was also like me, looking at the picture in a daze: "Ajie, how do I feel that child's eyes are quite similar to yours?" ”

"Shhhh Be quiet, didn't Dong Jing tell us to keep quiet? ”

And when he said that, my eyes widened.

Indeed, I also think that the eyes of the little kid next to my Taoist priest are exactly the same as mine.

"I don't want to hide my soul in the necklace around the child's neck."

With this thought, my heart heated: "This trick is indeed high." ”

Now that Dong Jinghui can do what they don't understand, I finally figured it out.

Dong Jing asked us to arrange so many oil lamps on the ground, in fact, in order to confuse the thoughts of the headwind who was about to come.

My soul is not in the oil lamp.

The wind is blowing outside the house, is it coming against the wind?

I frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Ming and Huineng next to me, who were also holding their breath like me, looking around with wide eyes.

However, the wind outside soon stopped, and calm returned to the house.

But after a few seconds, Chen Wei glanced at me, and according to his meaning, he glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, and I saw clear footprints on the floor sprinkled with glutinous rice at the door.

My heart beat faster, but I couldn't see each other at all.

Of course, the main concern is the lit oil lamps.

But at this time, several oil lamps went out.

I was thinking, if I just turned on the oil lamp again, would it really be okay as Dong Jing said? Won't the other party notice it?

The explanation that Dong Jing gave us before was that there were a lot of oil lamps, and the head of the Reverse Fan Dao couldn't count them under the control of her and Aunt Dong.

Then do what Dong Jing said!

Chen Ming and Huineng also lit the extinguished oil lamp.

Immediately several more lamps of oil were extinguished.

Chen Ming and Huineng quickly clicked again.

This really scares me, but so far there doesn't seem to be anything wrong.

The next thing that caught me off guard was that all of a sudden, the lights went out faster and faster. Chen Ming and Hui Nenggen didn't have time to catch up.

So much so that I had to light the oil lamps.

According to the previous arrangement, the task of lighting the oil lamp was handed over to Chen Ming and Huineng, and I only needed to put on a robe and pretend there.

I did this because I was afraid that all the oil lamps would go out.

The strange thing is that after a while, the oil lamps were no longer extinguished, and the three of us lit all the oil lamps that had been extinguished.

"Hahahaha, Wen Jie, do you think that the three of you will not be able to recognize you if you put on a Tao?"

"Oh no, it's exposed!" I glanced at Chen Mingming and Huineng with an uneasy look.

The two of them also looked terrified.

Immediately, my attention was focused on the peachwood sword behind the altar.

I just wanted something uncontrollable to happen, and immediately drew my peachwood sword to fight to the death with that old way.

But on second thought, aren't there Dong Jing and Aunt Dong next door? Don't act rashly just yet.

The room was calm again.

Soon I noticed an unusual phenomenon, which was that the wicks of the oil lamps in the room were flickering and shaking.

Sometimes the center of the lamp gets bigger, sometimes it gets smaller.

As it got bigger, I could see a strange face inside the wick, and it looked like it was going to come out of the wick at any moment.

I was sweating profusely with fright, and I couldn't help but glance at Chen Ming and Huineng next to me.

But the two of them didn't seem to see it.

I could tell from the look in their eyes that their attention was always on the oil lamps, making sure they were lit again when they went out.

"Wen Jie, you can blow out those lights now, you can come in person, and you don't need the help of the people next to you."

The voice sounded like Dong Jing was talking to me, and it sounded like another familiar voice.

So I bent down and blew up an oil lamp on the side.

Soon the oil lamp was blown out by me.

Chen Jie and Hui could see my actions, their eyes widened, and they looked at me with puzzled expressions.

Actually, he was asking me why I was doing this.

But I couldn't make a sound at this time, so I cast a color on them, and I don't know if they understood what I meant.

"yes, that's it, move faster." That voice was always in my head.

When I blew the fifth lamp, Huineng grabbed me and looked at me and shook my head, meaning that I should stop blowing the lamp immediately.

But my actions were out of my control, and the voice was still ringing in my ears.

"Smack!"

A hand slapped me hard, and I came to my senses.

It must have been Dong Jing and her aunt who were trying to beat me up.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the blown out lights on the ground, I asked without permission.

When Chen Ming saw my reaction, he seemed to understand what was strange in it, and without saying a word, he lit the oil lamp that I had blown out again.

I looked around, and it was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Those sparkling oil lights shone on my face, and I suddenly felt a strange feeling inside of me that I had never felt before.

This time, I was finally sure that the voice was the work of the headwind.

"Wen Jie, don't you listen to me?"

"I haven't bothered with you about stabbing me."

"I'm going to blow out the lights."

……

The voice kept encouraging me, and I didn't hear anything I should have done.

"Now I finally understand that your soul is not in the wick at all."

I couldn't be more calm when I heard that.

I couldn't help but look around with the corner of my eye, but I never dared to look at the Taoist and the child in the painting on the wall, because I was afraid of revealing my stuffing.

I couldn't help but look at Chen Ming and Hui next to him.

The will of the two of them is very firm, and they are still staring at the oil lamp, they can have such a fellow person in their lives, how can I hear a certain person?

It was at this time that I suddenly felt the wind blowing on the back of my neck. It was cool and swishing, and the feeling was really up, and it seemed like the hairs all over my body stood up.

And for a few seconds, I suddenly felt something strange attached to my back.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I didn't dare.

What terrified me even more was that the thing slowly climbed up and came to rest on my back shoulder.

I thought I'd have to endure it anyway, because my life is at stake.