My matter is over, and I can't forget what I promised to the curator.

I cleared my throat and asked softly, "Real person, I want to ask you for a piece of amethyst this time, can you see ......it?"

Ruhai Zhenren nodded slowly: "There is no circulation here in the poor road, and it never sells magic weapons."

"However, there is one thing here in the Poor Road, which can also dissolve the White Tiger Star Official."

As he spoke, he pointed to me with a whisk.

I looked at the patched futon and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, is this it?"

"Exactly."

Without saying much, I stood up with the futon and bowed deeply to him.

Then I looked around, and there was no such thing as a collection code in the house.

"You and I get married, it's not about money, the time has come, it's time for you to go down the mountain."

I was stunned, this person is not a living immortal, right?

When I was about to go out, Ruhai Zhenren inexplicably instructed me.

"If you don't get home before eight o'clock, be sure to stay away from the water."

I looked at the time, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and no matter how slow I walked, I would definitely be at the funeral home before eight o'clock.

Besides, there are no rivers or other bodies of water in the city of Monan County, even if I want to find it, I can't find it.

When I came out of the Taoist temple, I looked at the futon in my hand, took out my mobile phone and called the curator.

On the phone, I made it very clear.

However, I added a sentence privately, and asked him to buy some rice, flour, grain and oil for the old fairy regularly every month in the future.

Ruhai Zhenren may not need money, but he also has to live.

The curator came to the Taoist temple, which can be regarded as planting a good cause and blessing field, which is also a good thing.

On the way back, I kept thinking about the words of Ruhai Zhenren, where did I owe the yin debt?

When we got to the bottom of the mountain, it was already evening, and it was already cloudy today, so the sky was obviously darker than usual.

I hesitated for a moment and decided not to go back to the funeral home yet.

Although this is most likely a dead end, I still want to try.

Even if I have to pay off my debts, I need to know who to pay, right?

The kid was actually behind me all the time, but he never showed up.

If he followed the normal method of warding off evil spirits, he would definitely not come out.

In this matter, the sword has to go sideways.

The sun was twilight, the sky was getting late, and the dark clouds in the distance were rolling in, which made people a little breathless.

The hour hand pointed to 22:00, and I went into the small shop behind me, bought some yellow table paper, and bought an old bowl and chopsticks by the way.

There is basically no nightlife in the small county, and at this time, there are basically no people on the road.

I looked around and found a T-junction.

From feng shui, T-junctions are easier to gather evil, and they are more suitable for burning paper and shouting souls than crossroads.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, the street lights were dim, and the wind was blowing the leaves above my head.

The air pressure before the rainstorm was terriblely low, and I unconsciously sniffled.

"Click."

The lighter burst into an orange-yellow flame.

The yellow table paper was lit in the wind, and black smoke was emitting from it, and my poisonous milk turned the bowl upside down and hit the bottom of the bowl with my chopsticks.

"Bell Bell ......"

The sound of the chopsticks and the bottom of the bowl being amplified many times by the dark night when no one was around.

"Whose wife are you, or whose husband are you?"

……

A gust of wind blew against the ground, and the ashes of the yellow paper fluttered and fell in the air like black butterflies.

My heart tightened, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended that nothing had happened.

"Take a lot of money, take a big road, go over the mountains and mountains without being afraid"

Suddenly, a whirlwind blew next to the pile of paper, and that's it!

Before burning the paper, they draw a circle on the ground, but they must leave a gap, which is prepared for the little ghosts passing by.

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If you find that the wind is blowing from the left, it means that you are an outsider who comes to withdraw money, not your own family.

And that kid, I'm not in my family at all.

This shows that he has arrived.

I could feel it, he was near me.

He's already started collecting the money, and when he's halfway there, I'll put the burning paper out again.

He can't get the money, so he will naturally take the initiative out of anger.

However, I can't open my eyes now, and if I do, I will alarm him, and then I will definitely fall short.

Under the tremendous mental pressure, I felt my eyelids twitch constantly, and a trace of sweat seeped down my forehead.

I struck the bottom of the bowl faster and faster as I got older, and the bell kept ringing.

Suddenly, I closed my eyes and stretched out my feet and quickly stepped on the pile of paper.

I waited for a long time, but this little ghost didn't show up.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee."

Suddenly, a voice came from above me, and when I looked up, I felt a wet nose.

The ghost baby, whose head was as big as the lid of a pot, was draped in blue-gray skin, and hung upside down on a tree like a bat.

A pair of pupilless eyes, looking at me lifelessly, with a big mouth grinning all the way to the base of my ears.

The skin was blistered and wrinkled, mixed with mucus like snot.

"Pop!"

The rancid liquid from his skin fell on my nose again, and I almost threw it up.

"Are you looking for me?"

A child's voice sounded from his mouth, the voice was clearly full of immaturity, but the tone was extremely old, and it sounded more like an old lady's voice.