“Master, what are you doing here?”The fifth child asked curiously.

"I have nailed the shrine of this village by the power of peach nails."The old man said, raising his hand, pointing to the woods on both sides of the left and right: "The gloom here is too heavy, and the shine is countless, but the largest one is here in the village."

“It’s nailed... what’s the point?”The fifth asked.

"I can hold some naughty stuff for a while."The old man frowned and said, "The gloom is a little weak, and naturally it can weaken the ability of some ghosts, I am afraid of you."

Sun Xiao Wu's face was whiter, and he nodded without asking more questions.

At this time, we were all alert, and we stared around, quite a sense of grass and wood.

It is not uncommon to be damned at night, to be able to go to hell in the daytime, that is the fate of the thing.

This evil spirit dares to come out during the day, and you are afraid that it will not be able to kill you?

The guns and weapons in Zhou Zhiguo's hands can deal with the living people, but if they talk about dealing with ghosts, it is indeed impossible to have a half effect...

When he led us into the village, the old man also asked Zhou Zhiguo, since you came to do such a difficult job, there is no batch of magic tools for you?

"What kind of weapon, it's good to have a gun."Sun Xiao Wu couldn’t cry and said, “Do you really think we are people of the Religious Bureau?”

The old man did not speak, a strong smile, a little schadenfreude meaning.

"The man above said, "There are any difficulties that you can help us solve."Zhou Zhiguo sighed: "Master Shen, from a certain point of view, you are our amulet."

Hearing this, the old man laughed twice, lit a cigarette and smoked, and muttered in his mouth: "I didn't expect it, those old things still look at me so much..."

"I hear you don't like trouble."Suzanne suddenly said such a word.

Grandpa said yes.

"This time, I have to trouble you."Zhou Zhiguo sighed: "A few hundred miles away, the tall man who can be found above is only you."

"You mean the old man's hidden anti-investigation in the city is too bad?"Grandpa's silent question.

He swollen twice and stopped talking.

The village was small, and it was not far away for two minutes before it reached its destination.

After Zhou Zhiguo stopped, he looked left and right, seemed to be sure of what, and finally said to us: "It should be here, these three dead people are next to each other, the first to die is the left of the house..."

In saying this, Zhou Zhiguo also raised his hand and prepared to point to the dilapidated house.

But before he could point to the target, he only listened to the snap, and the old man slapped him on the arm.

"Death on Dog Day?" said the old man, glaring at Zhou Zhiguo, "just say it!"Don't mention it!"

He looked at his grandfather, as if he didn’t understand why he smoked him.

“Brother, there are some things that can’t be pointed out.”I whispered to explain that although I am not a queer, I have also read the books my grandfather gave me, and I still remember some common sense in some books.

Whether it is the statue of the god in the temple, or the tombstone of the lonely grave of the deserted mountain.

In many cases, it is impossible to point fingers with the fingers, such a move, is the standard blasphemy.

Take this for example now.

If Zhou Zhiguo pointed a finger, some "things" do not happen, it is said that his life is big, if he meets the small eye of the heart, it must be entangled in him.

"That's it."Zhou Zhiguo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and nodded to me and said, "I understand, I will pay attention later."

“Lord, can you see the ghost?”I turned my head and asked.

The old man shook his head and said, “I can’t see, but I can feel that something is wrong here.”

As soon as the voice fell, the old man took out a small pottery pot from his pocket, shook it hard a few times, only to hear the rustling inside, as if there were worms crawling inside, and heard people straight up their goosebumps.

“What kind of thing?”I asked curiously.

“The insects.”The old man smiled at me with great mystery and asked me, “Do you want to see a ghost?”

At this, my face was white when I was suddenly white, but before I refused, the old man laughed loudly: "Come, when it is time for our two masters to be powerful, I will let you see what these ghosts look like!" 」

The old man opened the pot and handed it to me.

Looking down, my scalp exploded in an instant, only to feel how disgusting my heart is how disgusting.

The jar was indeed filled with bugs, a dozen of them, about the same size as the nail cover, and the green and oily on the back were similar to the color of the green-headed fly.

But in terms of their body claves and features... aren’t these insects just enlarged watermelon worms?!

(Note: Watermelon worm, both mouse woman.))

When I looked at these watermelon worms, the old man patted me on the shoulder and smiled at me.

"Come, son, pick a worm that you look good at."

"I'll eat a shovel!" said I, crying, "Lord!Can we not joke?”

“Not kidding.”The old man looked at me very seriously: "These worms are pussy, look alive, in fact, dead, and do not have a psychological burden when eating."

The old man explained to me, and reached out his hand, and put a watermelon worm out of the pot with his finger.

"You see, this color, this oilyness, certainly not a living creature can have!"The old man said with great interest, quite a kind of king-bodied selling melon meaning.

Before I could say anything more, the old man jerked me around and threw the watermelon worm into my mouth before I could react.

I had not had time to vomit, the bug was like returning home to the excitement, all the way to the elated into my throat...

"It's okay, you can't die."My grandfather patted me on the back and kept helping me.

At that time, I was even vomiting desire, the whole person was embarrassed, hooked my waist and coughed for a while, which barely slowed down.

When I looked up and tried to say my grandfather, before I could say anything, the expression on my face froze.

Since the position I was standing was rushing towards the old houses that had died, this eyelifting could see the doors of those people very intuitively.

In those old houses, there were seven or eight green figures standing there.

It is not appropriate to say that the people are not good, they are more like people gathered in the fog, there are the outline of the living people, but the facial features are very blurred, the eyes are two black fog, looking very eye-catching.

When I looked at them, they also leaned over their heads and looked at me, as if I could see them.

“Lord...” I lowered my voice involuntarily, and when I spoke, my voice trembled slightly: “I saw... they stood behind the threshold...”

“Didn’t you come out the door?”My grandfather smoked a cigarette and asked me, it seemed very easy.

“No.”I shake my head.

“What is it?”Grandpa asked again.

“The humanoid...the fog man...” I said truthfully.

With this answer, the old man’s eyebrows wrinkled and seemed a little surprised.

"No, the living people who were killed by the five blessings should be damaged, how can they gather into the adult form?"

The old man muttered two words, without hesitation, and took out a watermelon worm and ate it.

"Little Zhou, you and the little five go with me, son, you take the autumn geese behind."Grandfather whispered.

Hearing the old man's arrangement, everyone nodded their heads and said yes.

Zhou Zhiguo seemed very calm at that time, only Sun Xiaowu, the face is ugly than me, do not think about it, he is definitely scared.

As we began to approach the first old house, the foggy people in the room all took a step forward, as if trying to block our way.

“All of them are dead and want to close the door... these people are also dead-eyed...”

The old man sighed, took a stack of money out of the bag, and raised his hand.

When the money flew down, the old man had strode into the door, and his head did not return to urge us.

“Hurry up!”