"Xiaoqi," Miaomiao asked in shock from the car, "Why were you able to say those words in the art museum just now? Can you tell a person's mood and state through painting?"
"Yeah!" Yun Qi nodded and explained in a sweet voice, "Not all twisted and weird pictures mean that there will be problems with the painter. Some are just artistic creations, but the painting just now looks like it was just a child's painting.
The landscapes, but they were already affected by the aura of evil spirits when he was creating them. Some of them were warnings from evil spirits, so they would affect his state of mind."
"But the one named Chuangchuang is just a child. Although his parents are very annoying, I think Chuangchuang is quite well-behaved." Duan Qingsong asked.
Compared to Miaomiao, Duan Qingsong certainly believed in Yun Qi in all aspects, but he still had some questions he wanted to know.
"Don't easily believe anyone you see on the surface." Yun Qi shook her head from side to side, like a little adult.
Duan Qingsong smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Yun Qi's head.
Suddenly the car jerked, as if it hit something. Duan Qingsong screamed in fright, turned the steering wheel sharply, stepped on the brakes, the brake pads rubbed against the wheels, and the tires made an unpleasant sound like tearing as they gripped the ground. Finally, the car
It skidded some distance and then stopped.
Duan Qingsong was stunned for a moment, then got out of the car and looked around the car:
"It's nothing, strange!"
At that moment, he felt as if the car had hit something, and the steering wheel and brakes were frozen for a moment.
The female ghost came to find him. She floated in front of the car just now and was hit by Duan Qingsong's car.
Su Yunhan hung up the phone and came over angrily, "Looking for someone to help find out the origin of the little girl I met in the art museum? I think the young people following her today don't look like her parents, so I want to find out.
Call her family and ask them to discipline the child well."
It was almost dusk, and a well was quietly isolated in the deep grass. The surroundings were heavy with autumn frost, and the jackdaws were mournful in the distance. Everything seemed a little strange.
"Brother!" Yun Qi stood in front of the car window, revealing her round little head, with a pair of phoenix eyes staring wide, as if staring behind Duan Qingsong.
"Oh." Huang Zhaowei looked like he had a headache, "It's over now, why are you holding on to it?"
Duan Qingsong was so frightened that his calves trembled, when the car driven by Yun Qiuce followed him.
But now is not the time.
The entrance of the cave is narrow, but the inside is extremely deep and wide. It is dark inside, as if the end can never be seen, and there are waves of strange echoes coming from the shaft.
Yun Qiuce rolled down the window, "What's wrong, Qingsong?"
"It's nothing, it has nothing to do with brother, don't worry."
Su Yunhan finished her accusation. Priest Wuyou stroked his beard leisurely and said with a smile: "What Mrs. Huang said is absolutely true. My little apprentice is really spoiled. He should understand that not everyone in this world is worthy.
Give me a hand to help you."
He stared behind Duan Qingsong again and said, "Go back!"
***
"Don't worry, Mr. Huang," the old Taoist clasped his hands, "The dead are yin, and water is also yin. Animal organs and blood are dirty, which can suppress the souls of the dead. The well is 181 meters deep and reaches the ground. Such gossip
There is absolutely no evil spirit that can escape from Panzhen Soul Well."
As soon as I got home and took off my tie to relax, I heard Su Yunhan's voice on the phone, "That's good, I'm still thinking about whose child is so ignorant? Don't worry, I won't do anything, just teach her a lesson...
"
Duan Qingsong, as if he was about to receive amnesty, quickly ran into the car and closed the door.
"Don't go too far."
Behind Duan Qingsong, a woman holding a child in her hand, with her hair disheveled and wearing a bloody skirt, turned her head, and a stream of black blood instantly flowed from her pure black eyes. She was glared at by Yun Qi,
After hesitating for a moment, he took the child and left again.
In some cold weather, he actually broke out in sweat.
Huang Zhaowei quickly retracted his head, turned around and left.
After Huang Zhaowei finished speaking, he bid farewell to the old road, walked around to the back mountain, followed the mountain road down the mountain, and came all the way to the deep mountains and old forests in the valley.
Taoist priest Wuyou looked at her sympathetically, smiled and said, "I am all ears."
"Okay, now I feel relieved."
The fierce light in Yun Qi's eyes disappeared, she nodded towards Duan Qingsong and said in a sweet voice: "Brother, get in the car."
"You should really listen carefully. If you teach a disciple like that, you, the master, will not be able to escape the responsibility! A few days ago, a painting of my son was exhibited at the children's art exhibition. Everyone else said that it is good. Anyone who has ever seen it has nothing to do with it.
The only one who didn't give a thumbs up was Yun Qi, who actually said that he saw ghosts in my son's paintings and that there were evil spirits! You are not like you, a child of only a few years old, talking so much in front of adults.
nonsense!"
"knew."
Duan Qingsong knew how powerful his little cousin was, and he was so frightened that he was about to look back.
Just listen to Yun Qi say fiercely: "Get in the car!"
"Complain?" Priest Wuyou at Yuqing Temple blew his beard.
Miao Miao looked at Yun Qi with admiration. Although she didn't know what was going on, Xiao Qi was so awesome and felt like the most reliable person in the world.
Huang Zhaowei was surprised, turned his head and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"
"Yes, complaint!" Su Yunhan put the brand-name bag aside and crossed her legs proudly, "Your little apprentice is called Yun Qi, right? You taught her all her skills. As a disciple of Yuqing Temple, how can you
Shouldn’t she be held responsible for her words and deeds?”
"Xiaoqi, no...it's nothing, right?"
Duan Qingsong shook his head as if he had been electrocuted, and used his eyes to signal Yun Qiuce to see if there was anything strange behind him.
"Why do you think I'm holding on to you? How many years have passed since our incident? Chuangchuang is already six years old. If she suddenly mentioned it today, how will I be able to function in the wife circle in the future!" Su Yunhan picked up her nails.
He mended his nails and shook his head proudly, "With our relationship, it's not easy to find a little girl in the capital."
The child she was holding in her hands had her head hanging strangely on her neck. Her skin was torn and her chest was completely sunken, as if something had run over her body. There were burnt marks everywhere on both of their bodies.
Yun Qiuce had a tacit understanding with him, "No."
The well is not like an ordinary well. The mouth of the well is in the shape of the opening petals of a Bagua lotus, which can be used in Feng Shui to soothe the soul. The five sides of the well are engraved with large black characters: Zhen Aixuan Xuanji.
Huang Zhaowei approached cautiously and thought for a long time before he plucked up the courage to stick his head out and look into the well.
Su Yunhan frowned, why did she feel that Taoist Wuyou spoke in a strange manner.
Taoist priest Wuyou said again, "But my little apprentice is not with me now. If you complain, I can't do anything to her. Otherwise, I will give you a suggestion. You go to Bureau 49. My little apprentice is there now."
!”
"Inning 49? Where?" Su Yunhan raised her eyebrows slightly.
"It's not just a place, it's just an office. You'll know it when you go there. The place is big and bright, and the people are easy to talk to." Taoist priest Wuyou narrowed his eyes and smiled honestly.