Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Uncle Qiao, Brother Huang Bo disagrees."

I conveyed Huang Bo's refusal with embarrassment.

"Well, well, what should we do?" Father Qiao sighed.

"He still doesn't agree to 5000. He wants to die! Humph! He's already dead. Liu Feng, tell him we won't pay him back, not even a penny."

It is said that alcohol makes cowards braver, but Qiao's mother has a bad temper, and her anger also makes cowards braver.

Maybe she saw the direction I was looking at, she stood up, put her hands on her hips, and started cursing again in the direction of the willow tree.

"Huang Bo, you are such a jerk. You can't even rest in peace after death. If you have the guts, come after me. I don't have any money, but I have my life. Not only did you kill Xiaofeng, but now you're making trouble."

"What are you doing? You deserve to be beaten to death. You have harmed my Xiaofeng. Your whole family will not have a good death."

After hearing the previous words, Huang Bo just frowned, and black air began to burst out of his body.

Alas, this is what Qiao's mother does. If she were a human, she would be so angry that she would jump up, let alone a resentful ghost. Isn't she just asking for death?

After hearing Qiao Ma's last words, he rushed forward and grabbed Qiao Ma's neck.

Mother Qiao's face turned pale in an instant, her eyes widened with fear, and her eyeballs almost popped out.

His lips were pale and trembling slightly, as if he wanted to shout but no sound came out.

The muscles on his face were twisted in pain, and his brows were tightly furrowed, forming deep grooves.

Her breathing became rapid and difficult, and her chest heaved violently, as if she was struggling against an invisible force.

She instinctively grabbed the hand that was strangling her neck, trying to break free, but her hands were empty. She kept waving around her neck, but couldn't grab anything.

The feeling of suffocation became more and more severe, and a hoarse whimper came from her throat, as if it was a signal for help coming from the depths of her soul.

His eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, and the light of life was gradually fading.

Everyone at the scene was stunned by this sudden change.

I didn't expect things to turn out like this. After I realized what was happening, my first reaction was to stop Huang Bo's behavior.

If he was allowed to continue, Huang Ma would really be strangled to death by him.

I jumped up from the chair and rushed to Huang Ma's side.

"Brother Huang Bo, please let me go, let me go quickly."

I screamed and tried to pull Huang Bo's hand away, but I failed again and only grabbed a wisp of air.

I suddenly panicked and kept shouting at Huang Bo to let go.

"Brother Huang Bo, let me go, let me go. If you kill someone, there will be retribution."

But at this moment, his eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't hear a word I said.

"Feng'er, hurry up, use the dragon staff to drive away ghosts."

Grandma was also horrified when she saw what was happening before her eyes. She reacted immediately and handed over the dragon staff to exorcise ghosts.

I took the dragon staff and swung it towards Huang Bo's arm in a flash.

A wisp of gray gas suddenly came out of Huang Bo's arm.

He let out a cry of pain, then loosened his hand, turned around and glared at me. His eyes were terribly red, and the murderous look was directed at me.

Suddenly, he swung his right hand towards me, and with a "slap", it hit my left cheek. My face immediately felt hot and painful.

At the same time, I lost my balance and fell to the ground.

I howled in pain. This was my first head-on confrontation with a ghost since I got the Yin-Yang Vision, and also the first time I was beaten by a ghost.

I fell to the ground and unconsciously covered my left face with my hand, which was hurting so badly. The pain was excruciating.

The pain didn't get any relief at all just because I covered it with my hand. Instead, it became even more painful.

At this moment, the beads on his chest emitted a burst of heat, and with a whoosh, Xiao Hei appeared out of thin air in front of Huang Bo.

After Huang Bo slapped me, he instinctively stroked his arms that were charred by the ghost-exorcising dragon staff and prepared to escape.

It had just floated less than 3 meters away when Xiao Hei suddenly appeared and blocked its way.

The little black boy half straightened up, spitting out his tongue, and made a posture ready to attack.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Bo immediately changed direction and tried to escape in another direction.

As soon as he turned around, Uncle Huang stood in front of him with his arms folded, his mouth wide open, and a half-smile on his face.

Uncle Huang looked very funny, with his arms folded in front of his chest and one foot tapping the ground and moving up and down. But at that moment, my face was burning with pain and I couldn't laugh at all.

Just like that, a snake, a man, and a weasel were stuck in a stalemate.

Everyone reacted, Wang Erming and my grandmother came over and helped me up.

"Feng'er, how do you use it? Are you okay?"

When my grandma saw me covering my face, she felt so distressed.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly fall to the ground?" Wang Erming still didn't understand what was going on.

At this moment, Huang Ma's body collapsed to the ground as if it had lost support, and she was gasping for breath, as if trying to make up for the air she had just lost.

His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat covered his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

His eyes were half closed, filled with confusion and fear, as if he had not yet fully awakened from the nightmare he had just had.

The pain in her throat made her cough hoarsely.

Dad Qiao and Qiao Xiaoling hurriedly helped Mom Qiao up and sat her back on the stool.

"You, you! It's all your mouth that's causing all the trouble."

Dad Qiao started to complain to Mom Qiao again out of heartache.

"Mom, mom, how are you?"

Qiao Xiaoling looked at her mother's face which was as gray as dust, and the look of fear still remained.

I was also helped to sit on the chair.

After settling Qiao's mother down, Qiao's father patted her back gently, while Qiao Xiaoling walked up to me.

"Liu Feng, where is Huang Bo? I'll go and beg him to let my family go, okay?"

Qiao Xiaoling squatted down beside me, shouting at the top of her lungs, her eyes full of tears.

"Sister Xiaoling, wait a moment, let me calm down."

I suppressed the pain on my face and said to her.

Grandma lifted the chair she was sitting on and sat down next to me and asked Qiao Xiaoling.

"Xiaoling, do you have any glutinous rice at home? If you do, go in and get some for me. I need to treat Feng'er's injury."

"Yes, yes."

Qiao Xiaoling quickly stood up and ran into the house.

After a while, she came out with a bowl of glutinous rice.

My grandma gently pushed away my hands that were covering my face, and tears immediately flowed out.

"Oh, my poor Feng'er, Huang Bo was too cruel."

She saw the five finger marks on my face, which slowly turned black.

Then, grandma took out a small handkerchief, wrapped some glutinous rice in it, and rubbed it back and forth on my face.

After a while, she opened the handkerchief that wrapped the glutinous rice, and found that the glutinous rice had turned black, and the pain on her face was relieved a lot.

Grandma shook out the glutinous rice that had turned black, threw it on the ground, and replaced it with some new glutinous rice, rubbing it back and forth on my face in the same way.

I did this several times in a row, and gradually my face stopped hurting, and the five finger marks slowly turned red.