The old man did not make a cavity at that time, and took care of himself to pick up the paper people from the ground, and then threw three paper people on the ground.

Strangely enough, these paper people were originally yellow, which is the most common kind of yellow paper cut out of the appearance.

When they touch the ground, it is like touching black ink, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it turns black from head to toe.

But strangely, the circle of their eyes turned extremely striking red, like two red bulbs, looking a little reflective.

"These three children are very angry."The old man shook his head, crouched down and picked up the paper man, took it directly into his pocket, and said to us, “Let’s go back first, take away those ghosts, and then go up the mountain to deal with the five blessings!”

We all nodded, didn’t ask any more questions, and followed the old man back.

By the time the old man had included those ghosts among the paper people, it was noon.

Originally, we were going to go directly to the five blessings, but we were unable to meet these lonely ghosts, and we could only temporarily slow down the progress and prepare to go after lunch.

That day seemed to heat up, sitting in an empty room, I felt too hot to eat compressed biscuits, only to feel more and more fire, my heart was extremely irritable.

“Master Shen, we are going to the mountain at noon, is winning a little bigger?”Sun Xiao Wu suddenly asked.

At this time, he dressed up like the wounded, wrapped in a few layers of gauze on his arm, his face did not look normal, and he looked a little waxy yellow.

“It’s good to be on the mountain at noon, but it doesn’t mean it’s a big win.”

The old man sighed, lit a cigarette, and smoked a hundred bored.

"As the saying goes, things must be reversed, the sun can naturally become yin, in a day when the yang is the heaviest, in fact, it is the most active time of the yang, although those dirty things do not dare to mess up in the day, but in the mountains can not be said ah, as long as the sun is avoided, they are still difficult."

“What do those ghosts do?”Chow Chi-kuo didn’t ask.

“Take it back.”The old man said helplessly: "I am good at harming people, but also good at saving people, but it does not mean that I am good at saving ghosts, super ghosts are not my strength."

With that, the old man took out the paper people, and pulled out a bamboo tube from the luggage bag, tucked it in, and covered it with a lid.

"Well, with your next generation, I don't have to worry about it."The old man smiled and threw the bamboo tube at hand to Zhou Zhiguo, saying, "You go to the northeast and find the surname Yuan to spend them."

“The name of Yushu?”

Sun Xiao Wu and Chen Qiuyan looked at each other face to face, as if they did not know who the grandfather said.

But Zhou Zhiguo seems to be well-informed, took the bamboo tube and nodded, saying, "But he has not loved to take care of his work in recent years, and I must come to the door through your face."

"You say I owe him a man, but he's not very affectionate, and at most he's invited him to dinner."Grandpa’s impatient hand-in-hand.

When I heard that, Zhou Zhiguo also laughed and said yes, I will definitely bring your words to you.

“Sir, is that gentleman named Yuan very good at ghosting?”I couldn’t help but ask, a look of curiosity.

"I'm not joking with you, in our country, people who are better at super ghosts than he is not born."The old man smoked a cigarette and squinted his eyes with a smile on his face, which seemed to be an expression of memory: "The man's surname, Yuan Shaoong, was a famous gentleman in the three eastern provinces."

“How famous?”The fifth asked curiously.

“In the other side of the three eastern provinces, he is one of the most famous gentlemen and one of the most powerful men in the older generation.”The old man sighed, "Don't look at him as a sorcerer, he is more powerful than the monks of the Buddhas in this respect, and from the first day I met him, this old thing has not lost his hand, and he can't accept it."

"After so many years of mixing, he did not mix white, and finally fell a beautiful name of the living bell..."

Speaking of this, the old man strangled the cigarette butts, slowly stood up, stretched out his waist and said to us: "I will take the lead, after my grandson's temple, you follow closely, no problem?"

“All right!Listen to you all!”

The old man made this arrangement, to be honest, I don't understand, why should I let the temple?

Although I entered the line to be a gentleman, before I could learn the ability, I was chased by the old man ducks on the shelf, there is no fighting power at all!

“Are you afraid?”Grandpa asked me.

I swallowed my spit and said, afraid of a shovel.

"There is a wicked man who is shielded, and the common wrongdoer cannot harm you."The old man said, "Those children's ghosts just now went to bite the little grandson and did not bite you, because there is a bad boy to protect you."

“Are the five blessings a common evil?”I tried to ask.

The old man did not speak, turned his head, and let Zhou Zhiguo lead the team.

Seeing this scene, I did not say anything, it is a small thing to embarrass myself, and it is impossible to say to leave the old man's face.

Even if I am afraid to die, at this time I can only be hard.

“Go away.”Zhou Zhiguo waved at us, carrying a duffel bag, and led the team into the mountain.

Buried in the place of the five fuji, not far from the village, although the road is not long, but also can not withstand the high temperature grinding people, gone for a while, I feel that the head is a little faint.

Chen Qiuyan found that my face was not very good-looking, and seemed to be aware of something, took out a towel to wet with mineral water, and then handed it to me.

“You’re not going to get hot, are you?”Chen Qiaoyan asked me worriedly.

“No.”I smiled, took the towel and wiped my face, feeling much better: "It should have been that I didn't sleep well yesterday."

Suddenly, the old man who was walking in front of the front stopped, as if he had found something, waved his hand at us, and motioned for us to stop.

“What is it?”Son asked five questions.

“Look at the ground.”He said in a loud voice, the tone was very heavy.

Hearing this, we subconsciously looked down, the grass at our feet was fine, looking quite normal, but about half a meter ahead, everything changed.

Whether it is weeds or thorns, everything has changed color, as if it has been soaked in ink, and it is a piece of black pressure at a glance.

Not only that, even the "posture" has become abnormal, as if it is pressed by something, and the brush is lying down the mountain.

The only thing that hasn’t changed is the old tree in the mountains.

Chen Qiuyan's face was frightened, it seems that he had never seen such an exaggerated scene, and asked tremblingly: "Lord Shen...those wrongs have not run out..."

The grandfather did not answer Chen Qiuyan's question, crouched down, dug a few times on the ground with his hand, grabbed a handful of sand to look at it, and the expression became more heavy.

“Dog Day... these five blessings are going to be refined!”The old man gritted his teeth and whispered, “The body that they scattered should not be so heavy!”

The voice had just dropped, and suddenly there was a rattling bird in the forest.

Looking over there with the sound, I found that the top of the old tree around me, I don't know when I began to crouch over a dark crow.

Seeing this scene, I felt a little confused in my head, especially when I remembered the records of this animal in Fang Life's book.

“Damn!”

With an extremely harsh sharp ringing, the rest of the crows also responded, and in a moment the birds mixed together, and countless dead leaves were shaken from the old tree.

“Do you see that jay?”My grandfather suddenly asked us.

“Which one?”I asked hurriedly, turning my head, one of them only looking at the crows.

The old man frowned, raised his hand, pointed to the top of the old tree in front of the left, and said, "That one."

On the top of the old tree about ten meters away from us, a crow two times larger than the old chicken, crouched on the branch, staring at us.

The kind of eyes that are close to the living people reminds me of the three Mahal three hanging in front of my own house, and it is all the same dead.

But that is not the most frightening.

It is different from other crows.

This crow has a pair of human eyes.