Murmuring Tang: "Then, it's a word." A promise made before the gods cannot be reversed!"

Su Yue'e's mother: "I know this. ”

After hearing this, Mu Qitang was overjoyed and said, "It takes a lot of energy for me to ask God to exorcise ghosts, so you can slaughter a chicken tonight and let us have a full meal." ”

Su Yue's mother nodded again and again: "Slaughter the chicken and let you have a full meal first, this thing is easy to do." With that, he went to the backyard to catch chickens and got busy in the kitchen.

To be honest, where is Su Yue'e's family willing to kill chickens to eat on weekdays? When the chickens grow up, they take them to the polder market and buy some daily necessities. Now in order to save her husband, this thrifty and simple rural woman is desperate.

After a full meal with Ghost Lingchan, Murmur Tang and Ghost Lingchan had several hiccups and slapped their chests with their hands for a while, and finally calmed down.

It was dark outside, and the mouse eyes of the murmuring tang glanced at Ghost Pingchan, and Ghost Qichan announced in a matter-of-fact manner: "It's time." Now the master has begun to exorcise ghosts. ”

Lan Qitang put on the robe he brought, tidied it up, picked up the copper bell, shook it a few times, picked up the small gong, knocked it a few times, and turned three big circles in the house: and then chanted the words in his mouth: "Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Taishang Laojun will soon appear Spirit." The world moves; Two Ancestral Sword: Three Fierce Gods and Evil Spirits Thousands of Miles Away ......"

After reciting the incantation, they took the yellow talismans and pasted them all over the house.

Xiao Decai saw all these things in his eyes outside the window, pulled Fat Zihua into the distance, and said: "This Mo Qi Tang and the ghost and the lion opened their mouths, and they are too fierce." In the future, Su Yue's family will have an even more difficult life. ”

Fat Zihua was anxious: "Yes, we will act according to the method you have thought of immediately, and rectify them fiercely." ”

So, Xiao Decai and Fat Zihua hurriedly left to prepare for their next move.

Then, he danced like a madman. Then, he said to Su Yue'e's mother in a matter-of-fact manner: "I have just asked the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Gods to drive away that haunting ghost for your family. You can rest assured that you will recite the charm for three nights starting tonight, and your husband's illness will gradually improve. ”

It was late at night, and the watchman who was on patrol in the village rang the bell for the second watch.

"Gotcha!" Gotta be!" The sound of bangs echoed in the dark and lonely night sky.

After Murmur Tang finished doing this, he and Ghost Chengchan walked out of the gate of Su Yue's house and broke up and went home.

Returning home, Lan Qitang must pass through the Crow Mountain in Shangsha Village, and there is the tomb of Liang Zongxiu, the ancestor of Yixiangfang, next to the path.

The inky black sky is like an inverted black cauldron, and the waning moon in the sky is hidden by flowing clouds from time to time, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the starlight is dim. The land was mercilessly covered with the wings of the god of night, and the surrounding mountains were pitch black.

It was a cold winter, and the north wind was "howling...... "Blow violently on the ground and roll up the fallen leaves on the ground." The flowers and trees of Crowboy Mountain are swayed by the strong wind, and become shadowy in the night, mysterious and mysterious.

There was a "chirp" in the woods...... Toll...... chirping, like that of a dying patient

The moaning sound is creepy. In fact, it is the call of an owl when it comes out of the nest at night to forage for food.

The strong wind blows into the bamboo forest, and the bamboo branches rub against each other. Sent out the "sand ...... Sand".

"Sand ...... The sound of "sand", in the dark night, the mixture of various sounds, seems both strange and terrifying.

Xiao Decai and Fat Tsaihua wore wide clothes made of white paper, with a pointed high hat made of white paper on their heads, and Fat Tsaihua held a bamboo pole in his hand and a white cloth on it, making a white canvas for the spirit. The two of them crouched behind the bushes on the other side of the Great South River. There was a tree more than a foot tall in front of them on the right.

Murmur walked on the path covered with weeds in fear

Xiao Decai saw that Murmur Tang walked to the hundred-year-old tree two zhang away from the ancestral tomb of the Liang family, thinking that the time had come, pinching his throat, pretending to be a female ghost and making a cry of "bar" and "bah", intermittently, out of breath.

Murmur Tang suddenly heard the woman's strange cry not far away, and looked away, and saw a white shadow shaking in the bushes near the Danan River, and a cold breath suddenly rose from his heart, and soon goosebumps appeared all over his body.

"Are you frightened?" Mo Qitang rubbed his eyes vigorously, blinked violently, and then looked at him intently.

At this moment, Xiao Decai flashed out from behind the bushes, and his hands were shaking with his hands outstretched. Then I saw a white shadow stretching out its furry wings, and weeping as it flapped its wings......

At this time, Mu Qitang confirmed that he was not dazzled, but he was still suspicious: "I have been catching ghosts for people for so many years, did I really encounter ghosts this time?" He forcibly pressed his heart and said something in his mouth, which was the spell he used to exorcise ghosts: "The heart of the horned Kang's house is tailed, and the bullfighting girl is in danger of the wall of the room." Kui Lou's stomach is full of ginseng, and the well ghost Liu Xing is Zhang Yizhen. ”

Murmur Tang recited the exorcism spell, and the "ghost" was not only not frightened by the charm he recited to return to the underworld, but its wings trembled even more, and it had the potential to pounce on him.

Mu Qitang patted his chest, forced his composure, and shouted: "Are you a human or a ghost?" If it's a person, don't come, if it's a ghost, you can grow taller. ”

After hearing this, Xiao Decai slammed his feet to the ground, made a vertical jump, jumped on the stump next to him, and lifted his toes.

The tree was shaded by weeds, so from the angle of the tang, the "ghost" had really grown taller.

Murmur Tang's hairs suddenly stood on end, slapped his chest with his hand, tried his best to suppress the shock, and then shouted: "It's a ghost who will come out of a pair, why are you the only one?"

Xiao Decai whispered in secret and motioned for Fat Zihua to come out.

Fat Tsaihua, who was hiding behind the bushes, got the order and immediately jumped out, and also waved the bamboo pole with a white cloth strip tied to the top one by one, and the spirit banner swayed back and forth, making a sharp ghost scream.

The cries of the "wild ghosts" of two different tones come and go, intermingling, and it looks particularly terrifying and eerie in this winter night in the mountains.

Little Decai put his foot on the stump and made a forward kick

Fat Tsaihua nodded in understanding, and immediately acted according to the original plan: his right hand grabbed the pile of sand prepared beside him, and threw it vigorously towards Murmur Tang.

Some of the scattered sand particles hit the leaves and grass, sending out "sand...... Sand".

Grains of sand struck Murmur Tang's face and body one after another, and a few grains of sand were thrown into his eyes.

"Ouch, the devil is scattering sand! I really met a ghost tonight!" Although he went to other people's homes to catch "ghosts" for more than ten years, it was the first time he encountered two "wild ghosts" on a barren mountain.

Hearing such a terrifying sound in front of the ancestral tomb of the Liang family in Bird Crow Mountain, and seeing the two "wild ghosts" appearing with their own eyes, and being attacked by the sand scattered by the "wild ghosts", the originally forced calm Murmur Tang became frightened, so frightened that his feet became weak, and his lips trembled, and he could no longer speak.

At this moment, Murmur Tang was desperate and ran away. The faster he runs, the more that behind that.

"Sand ...... The sound of "sand" became more and more rapid, and the noise of brass bells and gongs colliding with each other in the cloth bag made him feel more and more terrifying.