Including the white cloth shirt on the ground, it was also stirred.

They all knew very well that the ghost was not an ability that ordinary demons could have, and it was extremely rare.

"Why are there ghosts?"

The woman panicked, and her movements under her feet slowed down a lot.

The white cloth shirt took the opportunity to squirm his body with difficulty, rubbing the edge and avoiding the dense ghost foot pegs that came out of the skin and flesh on the soles of the woman's feet!

"Is it a ghost? Or a ghost rider? ”

The man glanced around warily.

However, his movements did not stop, and on the four ghost hands, the ghost claws extended longer and longer, hanging with traces of blood, and pierced towards the white cloth shirt.

Even if the white cloth shirt is just an extremely weak dread-level demon, it is one to solve one first.

Just as the ghost claws were about to touch the white cloth shirt on the ground, several scarlet ghost tongues strangely drilled out of the wall and strangled all the ghost hands.

"Ahh What is it!? ”

The man is desperately trying to break free, but where is the ghostly tongue of the dementor level that he can easily break free?

The more you struggle, the more you die!

"Don't panic yet! Even if it's a dementor-level demon, the two of us can't be stopped! ”

The woman kicked out as she spoke, and the ghost's foot pierced the bright red ghost's tongue.

But before he could get closer, another ghostly tongue appeared, and it was thrown heavily on the woman's face, and the woman's face was instantly distorted, and the whole thing flew out upside down.

Poof——!!

Almost at the same time, the four ghost hands on the man's back were also strangled by the ghost tongue, and the ghost blood burst out in an instant and fell on the altar.

"My face!! Where the hell is it!? ”

The woman's face was dripping with blood from the ghost's tongue, leaving an extremely long blood mark.

His eyes were full of horror, and he injured the two of them like this in just an instant, which was completely beyond the level that ordinary dementor-level demons could do!

The long black hair of the white cloth shirt was scattered on the ground, and there was only a white shirt on the body, but it was dyed red by the ghost blood, and the ghost body was much weaker than before.

But it was still clutching the tattered crown of the god's clothes, and crawled to the bottom of the altar with difficulty to take refuge.

Since ancient times, white is the main tone in funerals, and white cloth shirts are ghosts produced by normal birth, old age, and decay.

"Run!! Join forces to break out of the ghosts! ”

The man shouted in fear, the evil ghost in his body was greatly damaged, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he pulled the woman and ran out of the door.

"There are stronger ghosts in the temple, and we can't deal with them alone, we have to report it quickly!"

The woman said as she ran.

At this moment, on the half-dropped plaque above the shrine, a figure overlooked the two ghost handlers.

Originally, Xie Heng was very curious about why there were two ghost riders in the broken temple in the village.

After all, the number of ghost riders is very rare, and there are two of them at once, so they can't just come to beat the white cloth shirt, right?

Later, I heard them say that they wanted to 'lure ghosts' from the temple, and now they said that they had to report, and it seems that it is still organized.

In that case, they can't be let go so easily.

The two of them ran to the door, and after each of them opened the door with force, the appearance of the mutilated door god on the two doors was gradually distorted, with green fangs and angry eyes, staring at them in the dark.

Boundless fear rose in the man's heart, and he quickly turned around and grabbed it, trying to pull the woman up.

But when he looked back, the woman's hand was easily ripped off by him, and blood flowed down the river.

"Ah!? How so! ”

The man covered his face and shouted in horror, no matter how close he approached the gate, he couldn't get out.

Next to her, the woman grabbed her throat with both hands, her eyes were also as if she had seen something extremely terrifying, and a bloody face was full of pain and pinched together.

None of them realized that they had fallen into a ghostly vision.

After Xie Heng obtained the ghost pattern of the ghost baby, he had the ghost snake, and he also had the ability to create illusions.

He didn't have a chance before, but today he can use it, and he wants to know if he will be able to know what the rules for the appearance of evil spirits in illusions are when he becomes the creator of illusions.

In this way, it may be possible to understand why he sees another version of himself when he enters the illusion.

Below.

The long hair in the white cloth shirt covered the whole face, revealing only a dull eye, looking at the two people in the door in a daze, who were still threatening to destroy it just now, but at this time they seemed to be crazy.

Grabbing the table leg with his hand, he timidly poked his head out from under the offering stage, and looked up at Xie Heng above.

It didn't expect that the ghost it met by the lake would follow it and be willing to save it.

As long as there is a demon in the village, it will wear the divine clothes of Lady Mikawa to fight, but as an ordinary white cloth shirt that can no longer be ordinary, it is too weak.

It has been thinking countless times that if it can win once, if it can win once, it can prove itself.

But as a result, he was beaten and bruised every time, and hid back in the dilapidated temple.

It is also because of this that the villagers think that it is for nothing and are reluctant to come forward to get rid of evil spirits.

But the fact is that I didn't go, and if I went, I was beaten, and I was embarrassed to meet people......

In addition, the ghost body has been damaged again and again, and it can't kill people to restore the ghost body, so it has already seen that it is about to die out completely.

The white cloth shirt looked at the statue of the goddess who had returned to the shrine. Raising his head, he was half-tilted, still looking at Xie Heng as directly as before.

It's like wondering, if it can be as powerful as the male ghost in front of it, will it be able to protect the village?

Xie Heng looked at the two people at the door, and could clearly see everything they saw in the illusion.

The woman's face turned red, and she scolded angrily: "Chen Chaoyang, it's all Chen Chaoyang's fault!" ”

……

In the early morning, Xie Xiao opened his eyes stiffly and heard a noisy sound outside the house.

So I got up and walked out of the house.

I saw that at this time, Lu Tingting was wearing the divine clothes of Mrs. Sanhe, and said, "Are you awake?" ”

"You can sleep for a while, I'm almost going out, why is Chen Chaoyang coming?"

Lu Tingting's god clothes are like two people in ordinary times.

Originally, Lu Tingting had a good foundation, but she never wore makeup and didn't like to wear good-looking clothes, so she wasn't very eye-catching.

Now that Mrs. Mikawa's divine clothes are worn, she really has a little bit of the meaning of a god girl.

It's good-looking, it's just that after listening to the story told by Lu Tingting yesterday, Xie Xiaozhuang's broken mouth can't be praised today, and his heart is heavy.

Xie Xiaozhuang looked at his phone, and there was indeed Chen Chaoyang's information, so he said, "She seems to say that she will come over soon." ”

"Okay, I'll make breakfast for you, you can eat it while it's hot."

Lu Tingting said, tied up her hair, and hurriedly went out.

Yesterday, she told Xie Xiaozhuang that she needed to go to the ancestral hall to gather and put on makeup.

Xie Xiaozhuang sent Lu Tingting to the door, and saw from a distance that there were several ladies sitting at the door of the house, holding slippers in their hands, patting something fiercely, and chanting words in their mouths.

The noise she heard just now should have been from them.

Xie Xiaozhuang approached curiously, and heard the words chanted at the door of the eldest lady: "Beat you a dead ghost, you are even more sad to die when you are born, beat you a dead ghost, you can't be reincarnated and can't take revenge, beat a dead ghost's feet, Lord Yama will come to cut you ......"

Originally, it was supposed to be a slipper beating villain, but now they have become slippers to kill ghosts, and you can hear how deep their resentment is against evil ghosts.

This year, the frequency of evil ghost outbreaks in various places is increasing, and I heard Lu Tingting say that it is the same in their village, there have been several evil ghosts, but fortunately, they should not be particularly powerful evil ghosts, but more than a dozen people have died.

It was also because of this that they had to ask Lu Tingting not to go back to school first, and wait for the end of the tour before going.

Xie Xiaozhuang returned to the house, ate the breakfast that Lu Tingting had prepared for her, then took medicine, and then waited for Chen Chaoyang to come to her.

Sitting and sitting, Xie Xiaozhuang always felt as if something was missing.

Open the mobile phone memo, and you will not forget the details of what you have to do.

"I've memorized everything I should have remembered, but why do I still feel like something is missing?"

Xie Xiaozhuang rubbed his head.

She only remembered that when she saw the doctor in the department yesterday, the doctor asked a lot of questions, diagnosed her, and told her that she might have a bit of schizophrenic tendencies, not just a mental breakdown.

And it should be acute, a certain node causes her brain to react like this.

Then he gave Xie Xiaozhuang some medicine, saying that it could be temporarily relieved, but she still needed to go to a tertiary hospital for a comprehensive examination when she had time.

Psychiatric drugs, on the other hand, have a little side effect.

What the doctor said was to ask Xie Xiaozhuang to record important things, or itinerary arrangements, etc., because the drug is likely to make her unconsciously forget some important things.

The more important it is, the more likely it is to forget, and it will take some time to recover and adjust your mindset.

"Little stiff?"

Chen Chaoyang shouted at the door.

Inside the house, Xie Xiaozhuang went out to meet Chen Chaoyang and said, "This! ”

"Finished eating? Lu Tingting went to the ancestral hall, right? I'll take you for a walk? ”

Chen Chaoyang wears casual clothes and wears light makeup, although he is from the same place as Lu Tingting, but the painting style of the two has always been different.

Chen Chaoyang looks like that kind of little girl, and her dress is more exquisite.

"Yes, she went to the ancestral hall, are you okay today? You don't have to be busy at home, right? ”

Xie Xiaozhuang asked.

"I don't have to be a god, what can I do, come and get in the car, I'll ride a little sheep around you."

Chen Chaoyang pulled Xie Xiaozhuang into the car, turned the key, and drove towards the road with a turn of the accelerator.

Every year on the day of the wandering gods, the village troupe will come to perform.

As soon as the stage was set up, there were more stalls, everything to eat and play, and the two little girls had a lot of fun.

"Chaoyang, why is there an empty row of stools in the first row in front of the stage?"

Xie Xiaozhuang and one stood on the side of the road with a starch sausage in their mouths.

"That's our custom, the first row of stools in front of the stage is not for people to sit on, so it should be empty."

Chen Chaoyang replied.

Xie Xiaojian was so frightened that he still felt scared, even in broad daylight.

My brain buzzed for a moment, and I always felt like I had forgotten something particularly important, but I just couldn't remember it.

Seeing that Xie Xiaozhuang's expression was wrong, Chen Chaoyang hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Xie Xiaozhuang shook his head, and just at this time, firecrackers rang out on the side, accompanied by the sound of musical instruments, suona, gongs and drums.

"It's coming! Wandering Gods! ”

Chen Chaoyang pulled Xie Xiaozhuang back a few steps and made his debut.

Sure enough, the team of wandering gods not far away came in their direction.

One was dressed in fancy costumes, some similar to the costumes, but some were not quite similar. Those who carry darts, those who carry flags, those who carry flower baskets, and those who play music in the rear.

The huge team was selected by lottery of the villagers of the three villages, and today they need to swim every road in the three villages.

Wherever the Youshen team went, the firecrackers that had been hung up rang out, and the scene was so spectacular.

"Look, that's Tingting, isn't it?"

Xie Xiaozhuang said excitedly to Chen Chaoyang.

The two looked from afar, and in the center of the team, eight young men in front and behind pushed the portable shrine.

On the portable shrine, a young girl wearing a red robe, gold scale armor, and a crown sat on it.

With divine makeup painted on his face, if he didn't know in advance, Xie Xiaozhuang really wouldn't have been able to recognize Lu Tingting at a glance.

Lu Tingting noticed Xie Xiaozhuang and Chen Chaoyang eating intestines on the side of the road, and stretched out her hand to signal.

The old men in the village said that they should be solemn when they travel and can't move too much, so Lu Tingting can only say hello a little like this.

On the left and right of the portable shrine, in addition to the guy with the cart, there is also a bull's head and a horse face standing on the left and right, holding a wooden sign in his hand, which reads "Clean" and "Mighty" respectively.

Xie Xiaozhuang covered his ears to cover up the sound of firecrackers, and stood alone on the side and watched the team of wandering gods walk in front of him one by one.

For a moment, everyone's movements seemed to have become much slower.

Although it is a wandering god, it is a lively and cheerful scene.

But for a foreigner like Xie Xiaozhuang, all kinds of strange combinations of forms give her an indescribable weirdness.

At the same time, a black bicycle stopped at the entrance of the village.

A man in a gray-haired trench coat stepped out of the car, holding three chicken bowls in one hand and making a phone call in the other.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm here, my mother has to let me come back, I heard that the statue of Mrs. Sanhe will not be visited in the village this year, so find a girl to be a god...... My mother couldn't tell me the specifics, so I thought about it and came back to see it, but it always felt wrong. ”

"However, they didn't know about my role as a ghost handler, and when I got home, I said that my hair was dyed on purpose."

Li Erpao complained.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhefan's voice came: "It's just that the evil ghosts are not afraid, the main reason is that the black hands under those who hunt ghost riders have become more and more rampant recently, after several evil ghost murders in Xu City, there are free ghost masters who are gone, you should be careful anyway." ”

Li Erpao shook the chicken bowl in his hand, as if Jiang Zhefan could see it, and said, "I know, don't worry, I also specially brought Xiaoyao." ”

Jiang Zhefan: "By the way, there is another thing, after you left, I found some information about Xiao Zhuang. ”

"Didn't there be a case of a ghost in the cemetery calling the police before? The anchor who hit the ghost is Xiao Zhuang. ”

"And I contacted Xiao Li from the police station, and it took some effort to find the screen recording of the live broadcast, which is very bizarre, how can I say it? I'll send it to you and you'll know. ”