The men, women and children of the Zhang family came out one after another.
With a polite smile on his face, his eyes were full of doubt.
Can such an ordinary four-eyed little girl do it?
To the naked eye, isn't it good?
But the young man next to him looked like that.
Mao Xiaoyu had never seen such a battle, and he was slightly stunned. squinted at Luo Bo, but he was calm and relaxed, without stage fright.
The elders of the Zhang family greeted them very politely and expressed a warm welcome.
Mao Xiaoyu also calmed down and was a little cold, so he went straight to the topic: "Don't drink the tea first, let's see Uncle Zhang." ” "Okay, please do it here."
Enter the nave and turn to the left-hand side.
As soon as I entered the house, my nose first smelled a foul smell of mixture.
What kind of traditional Chinese medicine, incense candles and the like are not circulated in the air.
Staring at the closed window, Mao Xiaoyu endured it and did not hide his nose.
There was a wooden bed against the inner wall, and on the bed lay a man with a yellow face.
His eyes were closed and his lips were purple.
This kind of complexion is estimated to be not long away from seeing Lord Yama.
There were so many people suddenly pouring into the house, and Uncle Zhang heard it.
He opened his eyes slightly to see what was going on.
But his eyes burst out, and he shouted in horror: "Ghost, ghost, ......"
Grandma Zhang stepped forward with tears, held her son's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here." ” may have heard his mother's voice, Uncle Zhang slowly calmed down, his eyes came over, and after recognizing that it was Grandma Zhang, he breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed his throat, and said bitterly: "Mom, there is a ghost in the house." ” In broad daylight, the house is crowded with people again, and ghosts don't dare to come, right?
Luo Bo poked Mao Xiaoyu with his elbow.
Mao Xiaoyu glared at him back, meaning: What is urging?
She held her glasses and looked intently at Uncle Zhang, who was about to fall into the ground.
Well, a cloud of black gas is filling, and it is really evil.
Then slowly scan the room.
Hey?
What is that?
Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Zhiming couldn't hold his breath and asked in a low voice: "Mao Xiaoyu, what do you think of my uncle?"
” "Wait, I haven't finished reading it yet."
Mao Xiaoyu looked at it again, and the phantom just now was gone.
Luo Bo reminded in a whisper: "Look at the top of the bed." ” When I turned my gaze back and looked at the top of the bed, there was a blur of shadows.
"What's that?"
Mao Xiaoyu was suspicious.
"See for yourself."
Luo Bo did not provide an answer.
Mao Xiaoyu looked at it again.
A long tongue suddenly stretched out from the middle of the phantom, and spit out mischievously at Mao Xiaoyu.
"Huh?"
Mao Xiaoyu was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.
Zhang Zhiming hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
” The rest of the Zhang family also heard the sound and looked over.
"Yes, it's famous."
Mao Xiaoyu grabbed Luo Bo's hand to prevent him from dropping himself and running out.
Luo Bo secretly shook it off, but he didn't shake it off.
"What name?"
Mao Xiaoyu choked: "There are really ghosts." ” "Ahhh It was the turn of the Zhang family to exclaim.
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The cowardly one had already run out of the house and stood in the sun, lest the demon haunt him.
Zhang Zhiming is a modern young man who has gone to college.
First, he was skeptical, and secondly, he invited the god stick back, so he was determined not to run.
"Mao Xiaoyu, you make it clear, where is the ghost?"
"Ahh With a finger of his hand, the phantom 'whoosh' disappeared into the wall.
Of course, the Zhang family didn't have any eyes in the sky, and they didn't see any of them.
Grandma Zhang believed it, she took Mao Xiaoyu's hand and begged: "Sister, you want to help us." ” "Grandma Zhang, I only know the ghosts in this house, but I can't exorcise ghosts."
Mao Xiaoyu is really not modest.
Grandma Zhang begged as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "You will, you will."
As long as my son's illness is cured, we will give him as much as he wants. ” "Grandma Zhang, it's not about money......"
Mao Xiaoyu wanted to cry.
Why did she tell the truth and no one believed her?
Zhang Zhiming also pleaded: "Mao Xiaoyu, if you can see where the ghost is, there must be a way to drive it away, right?"
” "This is the work of Taoist priests, I can't choke it."
"Hmph."
Zhang Zhiming sneered: "I don't know how many Taoist priests I have hired at home, and I have cheated a lot of money, but I have no use for anything." ” "But I ......," Mao Xiaoyu was about to resolutely refuse.
Luo Bo said indifferently: "It's no problem to exorcise ghosts, but it's ......"
Zhang Zhiming was overjoyed: "But what?
You say, just say it. ” Mao Xiaoyu also looked at Luo Bo in surprise.
I really don't understand how this guy jumped out to take care of things?
He's always been a man who doesn't care about himself.
"I'm going to talk about the ugly things up front.
It's one thing to exorcise ghosts, it's another to make your uncle better.
Luo Bo put his hands behind his back, and said detachedly.
Of course, Zhang Zhiming understood, but hesitated.
The grandparents of the Zhang family didn't understand it, and asked: "This, isn't this the same thing?"
” It seemed to them that as long as the demon was exorcized, the younger son would get better immediately as usual.
"It's not."
Luo Bo understated the negative.
Zhang Zhiming had a flexible brain in the end, and he waved his hand to signal his grandparents not to argue first.
"Then please exorcise the demons first, right?"
Zhang Zhiming said: "My uncle's illness will be cured by the doctor." ” As long as the ghost doesn't harass the uncle, the ordinary disease will definitely be cured.
"That's it."
The grandparents of the Zhang family deeply agreed.
"Idle people, please come out first.
Then prepare the offerings and paper money.
Luo Bo commanded.
"Right away."
The Zhang family acted urgently.
Zhang Zhiming asked, "What else do you have to prepare?"
” "Yes, wait until it gets dark."
Zhang Zhiming didn't understand, but Luo Bo didn't want to explain.
Don't say that Zhang Zhiming doesn't understand, even Mao Xiaoyu doesn't understand.
Why do you have to wait until it gets dark?
Is there a ghost haunting now?
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Wouldn't it be better to kill the ghost while the sky was still bright, and finish it early?
The windows were opened, and the strange smell of the room was removed, and the tables were moved in, and offerings were placed, and paper money was prepared.
Everything is ready, just wait for dark.
Not to mention, just such a vacancy, Uncle Zhang's spirit was much better, he shouted that he was hungry, and ate two bowls of rice raw. can also hold the bed frame and go to the ground and talk to Mao Xiaoyu and Luo Bo.
"Do you remember what you did before the evil spirit?"
Mao Xiaoyu hurried up to ask the reason.
Uncle Zhang knocked on his head and thought for a long time, with a bitter face: "It was the town market that day, and I went too."
I didn't feel well when I went back, but I really didn't do anything out of the ordinary. ” "Think again, what did you do at the bazaar?"
"Huh?
At the market, I chatted with a few friends from the same village by the river, then bought some snacks and came back with the rest of the group.
"Thinking about it, Uncle Zhang really didn't remember that he had any rudeness, why did he get into trouble?
"Just chatting by the river?"
Mao Xiaoyu did not let go of any details.
Uncle Zhang thought about it for a while, and was categorical: "Chat while smoking."
Then he scratched his head embarrassedly: "The main thing is to talk about me."
Am I not divorced?
My family is going to arrange a few blind dates for me......"
It is completely the ordinary life of a normal rural youth, so how can it be haunted by ghosts for no reason?
Mao Xiaoyu really didn't figure it out.