Xiangque squatted on the ground, pinched the soil from a flower bed next to him and put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
In this weather, the sun was so hot that it could be roasted into poached eggs within a few minutes. How hot it was this day.
The soil is a little wet, and there is a yin breath mixed in it.
The soil with yin energy will only appear in a few specific places, crematoriums, grave circles, hospital morgues and ancient tombs, which have been invaded by the yin energy emitted by the dead for many years. The earthwork under these places
There have been fundamental changes.
Contains yin energy.
This kind of yin energy is very different from the yin energy emitted by things like ghosts.
Strictly speaking, this kind of yin energy cannot have any impact on ordinary people, and is no different from ordinary soil. However, the yin energy of ghosts entering the human body can make people get infected and get plagued by strange diseases.
But this kind of thing is indeed a good place to keep ghosts.
The principle is the same as that of ordinary people living in a house with good feng shui.
The man and a woman next to him were still betting, and Du Jinshi understood the little abacus. He said that he dared to enter the morgue building to bet on an opportunity to get close to Leng Ruoqing.
Xiang Que looked up and gave him a blank look. This guy is usually very smart and stupid at this time. A woman is willing to bet on him like this. In fact, it doesn't matter if she wins or loses. It's obvious that her heart is about to move closer to him. He is still competing.
Do you really have to sign and seal it? This is so stupid that it is simply hopeless.
Ouyang Jingwen next to her saw this. She originally wanted to stop her, but seeing this couple so happy, it was obvious that the gambling was not the point at all. The point was how to find an excuse to collude with the gang openly
.
Alas, this little woman has fallen and was actually dealt with by a Northeast flower shorts. This world is unpredictable.
After the bet, the two girls left hand in hand and held hands. They still had classes in the afternoon, so they made an appointment to see them again after class in the evening.
Du Jinshi looked at Xiang Que calmly and said, "Old Xiang, you definitely won't care about me or not? If you don't care about me, I will hang myself on the old locust tree in front of your door."
"It's so cruel." Xiang Que was stunned.
"If I get serious, who in the world can stop me?" Du Jinshi said with his head raised.
You asked Du Jinshi, would he really dare to go to the morgue building for a walk?
If Xiang Quewei had come back, he would definitely dare, because when Xiang Quewei went down the mountain, Du Jinshi didn't know that there were dirty things in this world, and he would still think of the words of the teacher at Nangang Primary School in his head.
"There is no ghost in this world, that is superstition, and there is no scientific basis to prove that ghosts exist."
Because I don’t understand, I’m not afraid. Besides, when I was having sex with Brother Ming, Du Jinshi once took action to make things happen for the elder brother. There are people under his command. Can he be afraid of that if he has even killed someone?
But now is he afraid?
After Xiang Que comes back, he must be afraid of letting Du Jinshi go to the morgue building. He has even seen zombies. Is it strange to see ghosts?
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He had to moan Lao Xiang, and had to let him follow him to walk around the morgue building, otherwise the marriage would be gone.
"Brother, everything is easy to discuss in the future, but today I must be the protagonist." Du Jinshi looked up and showed a deep and sincere emotion in his awesome eyes.
"Hey, Qingqing, you seem to be a little in love with the Northeast flower pants." On the way to class, Ouyang Jingwen couldn't help but want to dig in the bottom of the matter.
"Is it? When did my taste become so low?" Leng Ruoqing seemed quite confused, and did not realize that she seemed to be falling.
"You never thought about what if he really dared to spend the night in the morgue and walked out safely? He turned his back on his face?"
Leng Ruoqing spread her hands and said seriously: "Integrity..." When did I ever feel panic?"
After thinking about it, Leng Ruoqing said in disbelief: "Look at him, he has his legs so tightly when he walks. Where can he get the courage? I guess he will be scared even if he walks around outside.
Mom, it's impossible to go in."
"I mean, what if?"
"Is this possible?" Leng Ruoqing frowned and said.
"What if! What if!"
Leng Ruoqing felt a little chill when she thought of Du Jin's flowery shorts, flip-flops and gold chains hanging around her neck. This taste was a bit of a rural junction. If she really took him home, she would definitely be
I have to die in the spitting stars of the whole family.
"Huh? It seems something is wrong." Leng Ruoqing suddenly realized that he seemed to think a little far away. How could he think of bringing his flowery pants to his house?
Leng Ruoqing looked at Ouyang Jingwen weakly and asked pitifully: "I seem a little crazy. Sister, tell me, have my head short-circuited since my love breakup?"
Leng Ruoqing realized what the problem was, and she didn't seem to have a good plan for him.
"Oh, please be blessed." Ouyang Jingwen sighed to the sky.
After leaving the morgue building, the two of them wandered around the campus before leaving Sichuan University, where they had food and drink, and they were like a smaller city. Even if they didn't go out for a few days, there was no difference.
After taking care of the meal at noon, Xiang Que strolled on the tree-lined path of Sichuan University.
Du Jinshi had been graduating from a small school, but he had never studied in a day. Before he was ten years old, due to his own particularity, the old Taoist told his family that he should try not to let Xiang leave home, and that he would be exempted from going to school.
Just recognize some words at home.
After going to Zhongnan Mountain, he looked around and saw only Taoist temples and Gujing Village, and he had no chance to go to school again, so Xiangque had never read any books for his whole life. His cultural level was only limited to the level of literacy.
Therefore, he still has a little bit of longing for the school, but it’s a pity that he will never be able to integrate into the school day in his life.
After strolling on the small road at Sichuan University for more than half an hour, an ancient building appeared in front of Xiangque. He stopped his steps and frowned and looked up.
"Why don't you leave?" Du Jinshi turned around and asked.
"I'll take a look." The building is very ordinary, a bit like the Ming and Qing dynasties, with glazed tiles and red painted walls, two stories high, and on the outside is a courtyard wall of some ages, with two large vermilion red flowers on the courtyard wall.
The book contains four words: Zun Jing Academy.
The gate of the academy was closed and the courtyard was silent.
Xiangque stopped and did not take a step for a long time. Du Jinshi stayed a little impatiently and kept urging him to leave quickly.
Xiang Que waved his hand and said, "You go first, just come and find me in the evening."
"Hey, I'll go, you plan to stand guard here for others. You've been standing so stupid for several hours?" Du Jinshi was stunned.
"Well... Don't bother me, I'll get it here for a while."