Aunt Zhao thought that Dongdong hadn't come back yet, so she waited at home, but the more she waited, the darker she waited, and she still didn't see Dongdong.

It's really panicked now.

Aunt Zhao ran outside and kept asking the people in the village.

"Do you see Dongdong?"

"Xuanxuan, didn't Dongdong go to your house to play today?"

"Dongdong, Dongdong, where are you!"

"Dongdong!"

From being angry at the beginning to a little desperate later, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Dongdong still hadn't found it.

The people in the village all helped to find it together, and Aunt Zhao was already a master of the six gods, and someone suggested: "Why don't you just call the police." ”

"What if Dongdong is abducted by human traffickers."

Aunt Zhao cried: "If Dongdong is gone, I won't live anymore." ”

The village chief comforted on the side: "Aunt Zhao, don't be anxious, children are playful, and they may run out and don't know the time." ”

Everyone understands that these are comforting words.

The village chief took people to look for two hours, it was already ten o'clock at night, and Aunt Zhao went home crying, preparing to call the police early tomorrow morning.

She didn't close the door, she just hoped that Dongdong would come back by herself.

Just when she didn't know how to explain to her husband, Dongdong really came back.

The sudden sound of water dripping at the door attracted the attention of Aunt Zhao, and when she looked up, she found that Dongdong, who had disappeared for a day, was standing at the door soaking wet, and she was not wearing the clothes she had changed during the day.

It was a dress she had never seen before.

As soon as Aunt Zhao saw Dongdong coming back, she immediately couldn't care about anything.

Go up and hug Dongdong.

"Dongdong, Dongdong, where have you been, are you going to scare your mother to death?"

Dongdong didn't speak, just stared at Aunt Zhao like that, with a pair of black eyes without any focus.

Only then did Aunt Zhao notice that something was wrong.

"Dongdong, what's wrong with you, you speak."

"Where did you get this dress, why are you covered in water?"

Dongdong ignored her, walked inside, and soaked himself in the barrel.

This bubble is to come to Ye Xing.

"Master Ye Tianshi, some people say that Dongdong is evil, is it true?"

Ye Xing walked up to Dongdong, and when she faced Dongdong's pair of black eyes, she shook her head: "It's not evil, it's a lost soul." ”

Lost your soul?

Aunt Zhao was stunned: "What do you mean, lost your soul?" ”

"And where is my soul?"

Ye Xing pointed to the ground at the door from the barrel: "This is his way home." ”

Shi Yanshu also noticed that the water marks on the floor had not dried, like a road.

Aunt Zhao: "Then what should I do, how can I let Dongdong's soul come back." ”

"Conjuring."

Ye Xing spit out two words.

Necromancy.

Xu Bai shuddered.

How can every time I accompany the second master and the little fairy girl, I can encounter such an evil thing.

Xu Bai asked in a low voice: "Second master, why don't we go back to the car first, this conjuring spirit sounds so crazy." ”

Shi Yanshu: "Isn't it afraid to be alone in the car?" ”

Xu Bai made up for the picture in his mind, he was staying in the car, and suddenly there was one more person in the car.

Yes!

He better stay with the little fairy girl, at least safe, although terrifying.

Ye Xing asked Aunt Zhao to write down Dongdong's eight characters, as well as the clothes that Dongdong wore on weekdays, as well as the rooster raised in the yard that had just been killed, and a bowl of chicken blood was placed on the table.

Aunt Zhao got all these things right: "And then." ”

"Make lanterns."

"Make lanterns?"

Shi Yanshu was a little curious: "Why do you want to make lanterns?" ”

Ye Xing lowered his head, his fingers looked at the talisman painted on the lantern smeared with chicken blood, and replied, "Of course, it's to light the way home." ”

Like the person who lost his soul, most of them can't find a home, and they need their relatives to burn their close-fitting clothes to ashes, and then use chicken blood to drive away evil spirits and avoid bad things on the road, so that the person who lost his soul can come back.

The most important thing is that in the middle of the conjuring, relatives need to shout each other's names over and over again.

A few minutes later, a big red lantern was made in Ye Xing's hands.

If it weren't for the chicken blood on it, it would be really small and beautiful.

"Alright."

"Aunt Zhao, let's go."

Aunt Zhao nodded again and again: "Okay, let's go." ”

"However, you have to take Dongdong's hand, carry the lantern, and call his name according to this water mark on the ground."

"You have to be like you do on weekdays, otherwise you will scare him, and this soul will not come back."

Aunt Zhao did as Ye Xing said.

When he lifted Dongdong out of the barrel, he didn't react, and if he hadn't opened his eyes, he looked like he was asleep.

Ye Xing walked behind Aunt Zhao with Shi Yanshu.

Because it was getting dark, it was particularly obvious that Aunt Zhao was holding a lantern in her hand.

"Dongdong, it's time to go home for dinner."

"Dongdong, it's time to go home for dinner, and mom made your favorite shredded potatoes."

"Dongdong, if you don't go home, your mother will be sad."

"Dongdong, mom is here waiting for you to come home."

Aunt Zhao walked forward for a long time, and gradually came to the river somehow, and the water mark ended when it reached the river.

Especially Dongdong, who had been obediently following her side, suddenly raised his hand and shouted towards the front exit: "Sister." ”

These two words scared Aunt Zhao and Xu Bai indistinctly.

Xu Bai tried to stand beside Ye Xing: "Little Fairy Gu, have you seen it?" ”

"It's just us here, why is he calling his sister."

Ye Xing's eyes lit up, and his tone was relaxed, as if he was telling a fact: "There is indeed a little girl in front." ”

"Mr. Shi, you should be able to see it too."

Shi Yanshu's physique can indeed be seen at a glance.

Not far from Dongdong, there was a little girl dressed in black, with a blue face, a pair of round eyes with resentment, and a child in her hand, which was none other than Dongdong.

Dongdong was led by her and stood there obediently.

Ye Xing spoke: "Aunt Zhao, you can see it by wiping the chicken blood on the lantern on your eyelids." ”

Aunt Zhao did so, and after wiping the chicken blood, she really saw the little girl and her own little son.

Aunt Zhao was anxious.

"Dongdong, come to my mother's side and go home with my mother."

Dongdong nodded, wanting to let go of the little girl's hand, so he let out: "Ah, it hurts." ”

As soon as she heard the pain, Aunt Zhao felt even more distressed.

"Master Ye Tianshi, what should I do, will my Dongdong not be able to come back?"

Ye Xing: "It's that little girl who doesn't want to let Dongdong go home." ”

Aunt Zhao: "Huh? ”

The little girl who was holding Dongdong not far away, the black resentment around her body continued to linger, and the hand holding Dongdong became tighter and tighter, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she had a piercing and sharp voice.

"No one can snatch my brother away from me."

"This is my brother, and no one can snatch my brother."

"My brother, this is my brother."