The Chujiu chick nodded like she was eating rice, made exaggerated gestures with her hands, and said, "Damn, it's so exciting!"
I felt like I was being teased by Chujiu. According to his gestures, the entire building might not be able to fit in it.
Seeing me raising my fist to hit him, Chujiu nimbly dodged like a monkey. He said it was true. If I didn't believe it, I could go and see for myself.
Seeing Chujiu's appearance, I was also curious in my heart, what interesting thing happened to make him look like this? Since he dared to let me see it, it means there must be no danger.
Just as he was about to go out, he was grabbed by Chujiu.
"You can't do it like this!"
After finishing speaking, Chujiu took out a piece of talisman paper and patted my head and left and right shoulders. I suddenly felt the air become chilly.
As if I was a little worried, I pulled out a red string and asked me to take off my shoes. I tied an incomprehensible knot on my fingers and toes.
Chujiu said that this can lock my yang energy. Otherwise, if so many ghosts rush at me at the same time, I may turn into an ice man instantly. In this case, they will think they are in a group and will not bump into you.
I asked Chujiu, doesn’t man’s masculinity harm ghosts? Chujiu said that if you are placed in a dark place for a long, long time, will you want to chase the light when you see it? Even if the light can blind you,
your eyes.
I think what Chujiu is talking about is probably the relationship between moths and candlelight!
The bathroom on the third floor is at the top of the corridor. When I came up, I took a look and saw that it was a small house.
On the way from the office to the bathroom, Chujiu kept reminding me of things to pay attention to. Never show fear. Ghosts can also bully the weak and avoid the strong. If you are scared, it will sense your emotions and come to bully you.
I was repeatedly reminded to do what I was supposed to do when I went in. Don’t have severe mood swings and don’t talk. If they don’t attack me collectively, there is no danger. The jade pendant in my pants is not a vegetarian. If individual ghosts cause trouble,
It's just asking for trouble.
When Chu Jiu was saying this vividly, I felt a cramp in my stomach, probably because I had eaten too much chili pepper. I returned to my desk, picked up a newspaper, stuffed it into my pocket, and walked to the bathroom.
This kid is getting better and better at acting now. He almost deceived me. I watched Chujiu perform so hard to tease me, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Chujiu was still a little worried. He took out the copper coin sword and held it in his hand. He also took out two talisman papers and made a hand gesture. Not far from the bathroom, he gestured to me to let me in.
When I stepped into the bathroom, I vaguely heard Chujiu say: "Oops, I forgot to open the Heavenly Eye for Guo Guo."
The cramping pain in my stomach prevented me from immediately going back to knock his head.
Rush into the bathroom, walk into the cubicle directly in front of you, and prepare to solve the problem.
As expected, Chujiu was teasing me. Now, in order to tease me, he is working harder and harder. He can do things like chaining Yang Qi.
The smell of the bathroom was calm, the light shone clearly on the floor, and there was no feeling of filth at all. Instead, there was only a smell. It must have been because the toilet was not flushed properly after using the toilet on the ninth day of the lunar month.
I was thinking about how many times I should hit him on the head when I went out. I felt a chill coming from right behind my neck, as if someone was blowing air on the back of my neck.
I don’t know how to close the window properly. Although it can be ventilated, it is still cold this month. When I turned to look at the window behind me, all the hairs on my body stood up instantly, my scalp was numb, and I instinctively wanted to scream.
, Chujiu’s warning suddenly came to mind.
My mouth closed mechanically, and I bit the tip of my tongue. The smell of blood rushed down my throat and into my nose. I held back my tears and didn't dare to open my mouth. One of the things my grandfather taught me was that if the tip of my tongue bleeds, it will be extremely dangerous.
Yang things.
Spitting it out at this time is no different from throwing a bomb in the crowd. I told myself over and over again, calm down, calm down.
On the wall behind me, there was a little boy squatting, doing the same posture as me when going to the toilet. When I turned to look at the window behind me, I happened to see him looking at me without any expression. I turned my head and he turned his head too, imitating.
Following my movements.
What made my scalp tingle was that I saw it on the roof and on the walls.
There is an almost solid layer of fog, and there are densely packed figures in the fog, including men and women, old and young. The figures are tightly packed together and fluttering in the fog.
You remember when you were a child, you followed the adults to the city market. At the end of the fourth lunar month, residents from all villages and towns will come to the city. This is an annual event, and you can buy many things here that are not available in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
The street in the market can only be described as a sea of people. As a little kid, I sat on my father's shoulders and saw countless heads.
At this time, I couldn't help but think of the scene of going to the market. It was probably the same scene in the mist on the roof.
Groups of deep or shallow mist, changing into various shapes, shuttled through the dense fog. From time to time, the mist was squeezed out, and the squeezed out fog might turn into a middle-aged man, waving his arms to push the fog next to him.
The fog will spread out. Or it will turn into a giant face, with its mouth wide open to engulf the fog in front of it.
Occasionally, someone in the fog sees me squatting in the cubicle and bumps into me. As he bumps into me, he turns into a figure, old or young, male or female. Without exception, when he is about to bump into me,
Their expressions showed extreme panic, and then they retreated into the mist on the roof.
After the previous fear passed, I felt calmer.
After hearing the cry of Chujiu, I took out the newspaper and tore it into several pieces.
When he stood up to leave, the figure of the child on the wall behind him also stood up.
Just when I was walking out of the bathroom door, I didn't know why, but suddenly a strange idea came to my mind.
Turning around, I saw the figure of a child following me. I spat out the saliva with blood on my tongue at him.
The small figure seemed to be burned, and a puff of green smoke came out. Then the figure turned into a ball of fog, and then turned into a face with fangs, staring at blood-red eyes, roaring at me. Mingming's ears
I didn't hear any sound, but I felt the figure's heart-rending howl in my head.
Chujiu saw the blood at the corner of my mouth and asked me doubtfully, how could this happen?
I told him everything that happened in the beginning. Chujiu was confused at first because I was not a Taoist, so how could I suddenly open my heavenly eye automatically?
Then he said with regret, I missed something fun. I should spit the blood from the tip of my tongue directly to the roof.
I asked what would happen in that case? Chujiu said it might be like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and all the timid sheep would run away, leaving behind either stupid sheep or sheep that can fight with the wolves.