Uncle Mao woke up and saw Yu Xiaoyu and Wu Zhengyi standing in the room, he was so frightened that he turned over, fell out of bed, squatted and moved to the corner of the wall, and glared at them.

"Two ancestors...... Why are you still arresting me...... I don't want to cheat you out of your money...... Let me go!"

"Old man, you have been ghosted, how are you who we saved~"

"Alas...... It's not because of the water ghost that Yu Gongzi gave him......"

"Huh, what's going on?"

"It's strange that the poor Dao is lazy, he didn't go to the ghost house to sell it, he directly found a ghost dealer, who thinks that this person was made by the ten thousand ghost Dao evil ghosts, and then he was entangled by them...... Alas...... They didn't let me do anything bad, did ......?"

"Alas......"

"Why is the jade prince sighing? Could it be that the poor Dao has done something terrible?"

"Hmm. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Sin, sin, sin! Jade Gongzi, martial woman, please go to justice for me!"

"Old man, how can you say that your sin is also caused by Xiaosheng, and now you are wanted in the city, so come with us. ”

"Oh, no, no, the poor road is wandering the rivers and lakes, how can you lose the evening festival, please ......"

"It's late...... Your evening is gone...... The six girls who died last night ...... It's all your yang essence ......"

"Ahh

Uncle Mao got up and slammed into the wall, and the tiger boy stopped him.

"Old man, we just took you to explain to the government, and most of the people don't believe it, so let's leave here with us, and get rid of more evil spirits in the future to make up for your sin. ”

Uncle Mao bowed his head and cried bitterly, but he was really helpless, so he had to be disguised by Wu Zhengyi, and after dawn, he went out of the city with them.

"Yu Shao~ Those female ghosts asked me to bring you a message~ Be a slave and serve your old man in the next life~"

"Uh...... Xiaosheng really wants them to have an afterlife now and grow up quickly!"

Yu Xiaoyu sat on the horse, thinking of something with a spring on his face, Wu Zhengyi pouted on the side and said:

"Are you stupid? Are people reincarnated as girls? Are you perverted men and women eat everything~ Oh no! Those evil ghosts were all killed by you?"

"Oh, oh, no, Brother Yin Bujiao's hand, I just threw the flying knife on the side to help~"

Yu Xiaoyu covered her stomach and said with a painful face.

Wu Zhengyi was willing to believe it, raised his eyes and looked at him, pulled his leg and dragged him off the horse.

"Oops! Tiger Boy! Someone hurt my brother!"

"Brother Jade...... You shouldn't hide it from Sister Wu......"

"Hey, you stinky little ghost, who said that no one is allowed to bully the big brother in front of you!"

"Big Brother Jade ......"

"It's hard for a child, Master Mao, you're old, go and rest for a while. ”

Uncle Mao had a sad face and said to Wu Zhengyi aggrievedly:

"Oh...... No, no, martial arts, there is something to ask for in the poor road......"

"No, I can't. ”

"The old man didn't ask you, just say, let's see what this girl can do to help. ”

"Ah...... Although Poor Dao doesn't have much ability, but he can make a living without starving to death, I'm used to being alone, can I let Poor Dao leave ......?"

"No, I can't. ”

"You pervert, don't be so nasty!"

"Yu Gongzi, please, don't embarrass me......"

Yu Xiaoyu blinked and said lazily:

"Old man, the evil ghost has just gotten off you, and the smell will not dissipate for a while, if you encounter a thing of ten thousand ghosts at this time, you may not be able to parry it yourself, so you will have to leave after a while, and the smell will be exhausted before letting you leave." ”

Only then did Wu Zhengyi and Uncle Mao know Yu Xiaoyu's intentions, so they no longer argued about this matter.

The people walked all the way and stopped for a few days, and that afternoon, they arrived at the foot of a mountain. Seeing that there was a village not far in front of him, Yu Xiaoyu asked Wu Zhengyi and the ghosts to wait in the mountains and forests outside the village, and he and Uncle Mao went to the village to buy some dry food.

There are only a dozen families in the mountain village, and the two of them knocked on the firewood doors of several households in succession, but they all came out empty-handed......

Uncle Mao knocked on the door of a courtyard again, and an old woman staggered out of the house, squinted at them, closed the door and went back to the house. After a while, the old woman took out two dried buns, handed them to Uncle Mao tremblingly, and urged:

"There are poor people here, if you don't have anything, take it and go somewhere else. ”

At this time, only a few heart-rending screams could be heard in the house, and the old woman hurriedly closed the firewood door, waved her hand and said:

"Let's go, we're not clean here, don't bother you. ”

When Yu Xiaoyu heard this, he came to his senses, held the courtyard door, and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

"Auntie, what's wrong with your family? Xiaosheng is a ghost hunter, so he may be able to help~"

When the old woman heard this, she looked back and looked carefully, and sighed:

"Young man, you are still young, don't joke here, if you also come in, we will do evil......"

"Hey~ Auntie, you still can't trust Xiaosheng!Then the old Taoist next to me can do it, he is an expert in ghost hunting, look at this outfit~"

When Uncle Mao heard this, he glared at Yu Xiaoyu sullenly, but he didn't make a sound, but stroked his beard and shook his head a few times.

The old woman squinted and nodded, and said with a touch of old tears:

"Hmm...... If the Taoist wants to help, then come in and save me...... He's dying......"

Yu Xiaoyu and Uncle Mao hurriedly entered the courtyard and carried the old woman into the house.

The room was narrow and stuffy, and it was obviously a bright day, but the small windows were covered by straw mats, and no light could penetrate at all. There was a young man huddled on the earthen kang, wrapped in a tattered quilt, shivering incessantly.

The old lady brought them two bowls of cold water, and sobbed:

"We don't know what evil our village has provoked, these two months of house-to-house haunting, all those in the family who have offspring have suffered seedlings, and they can't see the light, and when they are in pain, they howl like just now, and when it comes to night, they scratch the wall hard...... I don't know if my hands are scratched...... They are all dead and the offspring of the two families...... Pity my son for being so filial, but he also suffered from this disaster, it must be the old woman who has done some evil!"

Yu Xiaoyu looked at the posterity, and saw that his eyes were closed, his face was dark, and his lips were bitten bloody, obviously in order not to make his mother sad, and tried his best to endure the unbearable pain.

He frowned, not finding a trace of being ghosted, and he didn't feel half of the ghost, and couldn't help but say to himself:

"Isn't it some kind ......of plague?"

Uncle Mao didn't make a sound, sat down on the kang and gently trumpeted the pulse of the next generation, shook his head and said:

"No, the pulse is stable, or if it's evil, we'll see it in the evening. ”

"Well, old man, you stay here first, I'll go and talk to the big goblins and come back, lest they worry and rush over again, then this place will really be haunted~"

......

In the evening, the curled up Hou Sheng suddenly lifted the quilt, his eyes straightened, and he jumped towards the earthen wall, and his hands kept scratching, scratching the slag on the wall.

The old woman was frightened and distressed, and she cried so much that she was about to lose her breath.

Yu Xiaoyu took out the rope that had been prepared long ago, pressed Hou Sheng and wrapped it around him, but Hou Sheng still arched desperately to the corner of the wall and hit the wall with his head.

Yu Xiaoyu lit a cigarette pouch, but the green smoke swirled around the posterity and then drifted away......

"It's weird! there's no ...... the hell."

"Wong Tai Sin. ”

Uncle Mao stared at Housheng and said.

"What Wong Tai Sin?"

"I'll do the math. ”

Uncle Mao took out a stack of yellow paper talismans, and was just about to throw them into the bowl to cast a spell, but Yu Xiaoyu said with a blank face:

"Old man...... This is me and my aunt, who do you want to bluff? This brother is foaming at the mouth, don't do that. ”

"Oh...... In fact, it is a yellow skin who has become a ghost. ”

Uncle Mao embarrassedly put away the paper talisman, stared at the earthen wall and said:

"Since ancient times, there have been five types of ghosts and immortals living in the cottages, Hu Huang and white willow gray, usually will keep the safety of the people where they are, but if someone moves their quiet, they will be punished by the law, among which Huang Tai Sin is good at controlling people's skills in the air...... This young man has always exerted his strength on the north wall, and if he is not mistaken, he will be able to see this ghost fairy in less than half a mile to the north......"