Huang Quan's companion

He Xiaotang thought of Bai Tuanzi and Zhu Xiaowu's children's shoes, who had just turned from a cute idiot to an idiot. He felt sorry for him, and always felt a little pity, so he pestered Yang Jinshu to ask if there was a cure.

Yang Jinshu was helpless: "He has lost his soul, how can he cure it? Can I find him a new soul and stuff it back?"

"Sure! Isn't that how I came here?" He Tang asked back.

Yang Jinshu tapped his head with a pen: "What's the difference? He Tang lost three souls and seven souls, but the fifth son of the Zhu family only lost one soul and one soul. Where can you find a soul that can fit his body?" Come alone?"

He Tang's facial features were wrinkled together, and he was also in trouble.

He wanted to save Zhu Xiaowu, but he couldn't find him... Wait.He Tang's eyes lit up, and he ran over to wrap Yang Jinshu's neck and shouted, "Jinshu Jinshu, yes!"

Yang Jinshu was too disturbed by him to practice calligraphy, so he could only put down his pen, pulled his arm away and asked, "Where is it?"

He Tang laughed: "Let's go to the hillside to play the flute! You can also play the flute! You can also play the piano!"

Yang Jinshu didn't understand: "What song are you playing?"

"Return to the corner."

"..." Yang Jinshu's face darkened, "He Tang, how dare you play Wandering Soul's idea?"

He Tang shrank his neck, a little frightened by him: "I...I just think... Anyway, wandering souls don't have thoughts, they lack souls, and Zhu Xiaowu also lacks souls, that... complement each other..."

"These are two different things!" Yang Jinshu's tone became sharper, "The souls of living people are completely different from those wandering souls, and if they merge rashly, it may cause a catastrophe."

"Speak as you speak, why are you yelling at me!" He Tang was aggrieved, "You can criticize me for making mistakes, why are you yelling at me? It shows that you have a loud voice?"

"..." Yang Jinshu felt aggrieved, his voice was not loud, but his tone was a little harsher.

He Tang pursed his lips, and after a while, pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Let's look for it, maybe it will work?"

Yang Jinshu had a headache.

"alright, that's fine."

Yang Jinshu sighed, and compromised: "Let's go to Zhu's house to see the child first."

He Tang quickly shook his head, waved his hands and said, "There are Taoist priests in the Zhu family! Don't dare to go!"

Yang Jinshu said: "Since Daoist Min is gone, the group of Taoist priests should also go."

He Tang was still worried: "Then what if you don't leave? Can you beat them?"

Yang Jinshu patted his head and comforted him, "I will protect you."

Being protected by a sick and dead ghost does not give any sense of security... However, He Tang still felt that Yang Jinshu's expression was very sincere when he spoke, so he believed it for a while.They did not call other neighbors this time, and went down the mountain quietly.

As Lao Liu said, the entire county town is full of ghosts at night, and there is no one around, and an unusual and dangerous atmosphere can be smelled from a long distance.Yang Jinshu took a Shura umbrella and walked inward with He Tang's shoulders. Several ghosts passing by were afraid of the umbrella in his hand and hesitated for a long time before they were willing to leave.

He Tang was afraid of being caught by the ghost, and kept holding Yang Jinshu's waist and refused to let go, but his eyes rolled around, looking for any suspicious situations around him.Passing by a low-rise residential building, there was a loud sound of porcelain breaking suddenly, and a ghost in white flew out of the room and swept away quickly.

"Stop and don't run!" He Tang roared, dragging Yang Jinshu by the waist and chasing after him.

He had just learned how to float, and he was flying so stumblingly that Yang Jinshu couldn't stand it anymore, so he threw him on his back, turned lightly with the umbrella, and chased him in front of him in an instant.Hanging in the air, he said slowly: "Your Excellency, please stay."

In front of them was a man in white clothes with long hair covering half of his face, one exposed eye was wider than a bull's eye, the edge of the black pupil was red, his face was pale, and there was a cold and strange smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing them, he combed his hair slowly with two-inch long black nails, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you keep me?"

He Tang lay on Yang Jinshu's back, glared at him and asked, "What were you doing in someone else's house just now?"

The man curled his lips: "I just ate a child, what a fuss."

"Eating children?!" He Tang was shocked.

Yang Jinshu said with a sullen face, "You are the one who absorbs the souls of mortals?"

"Me?" The man smiled evilly, "I don't dare to be greedy by myself, just taste the taste of a child."

"Who else?"

The man approached suddenly, hooked Yang Jinshu's chin with his nails, raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did you come from, kid, to meddle in the business here?"

He Tang slapped his paws off, and said angrily: "Speak as you speak, what kind of hands do you move! Do you have any morals as a male ghost?!"

man:"……"

Yang Jinshu: "..."

He Tang covered half of Yang Jinshu's face, and said aggressively: "We are the local kings of the mountain, what's wrong with meddling local affairs? Have you eaten your candles? You are the ones who crossed the border to grab territory, okay?!"

The man laughed, and clapped his hands away: "Interesting! Interesting! You are really interesting, little doll! I really want to eat you!"

He Tang bared his teeth: "You can't eat!"

The man squinted his eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth to roar, revealing sharp white teeth with scarlet, black tongue coating, like a ferocious beast in hunting, hideous and terrifying, scaring He Tang into the Shura umbrella with a scream.

Yang Jinshu was also taken aback by this scene and almost threw away his umbrella.

The man instantly recovered his smiling expression, and said with a strange smile: "If I want to eat you, of course I can, but brother, I am full today, so I will let you go."

After finishing speaking, the man pretended to show his teeth and claws, and turned around to run away.

Yang Jinshu woke up for a while, then knocked on the handle of the umbrella and called out, "He Tang, he's gone, come out."

He Tang: "Whoa, don't go out, it's scary!"

Yang Jinshu raised his head and stared at the top of the umbrella: "It's nothing to be afraid of, it's almost like this when you just woke up from the coffin."

"You lied! I look so cute! How can I be so scary!"

"..." Yang Jinshu was helpless, "Okay, okay, you are the cutest, you come out first."

"Don't! What if you get eaten? You'll become mentally retarded!"

"..."

Yang Jinshu had never seen such a cowardly boy, so he had to cheer up and walk towards Zhu's mansion holding an umbrella.

At this time, the Zhu family's mansion was extremely quiet. Like many closed houses in the county, the Zhu family's gate was also tightly closed. And bronze bells everywhere.

Yang Jinshu kept in mind the lesson he learned when the bell rang when he entered the door last time, instead of going through the door this time, he crossed the high wall and stood on the roof looking down.

The Zhu family's house was very large, and the front yard was where ghosts were hunted that day. Yang Jinshu walked around to the back house, only to see traces of living people's lives.There were several wing rooms in the back house, all the lights in the house were extinguished, and the two servants on duty at night wandered around the house holding lanterns and yawning, but they didn't notice that there were two more ghosts above their heads.

"How long is it... so sleepy..." one of them muttered.

The companion sighed and said, "There are a lot of strange things at night recently, so keep watch and go to bed after dawn."

"Strange things?" He Tang asked in a low voice under the umbrella, "You mean those ghosts on the street?"

Yang Jinshu didn't answer, but listened intently.The two domestic servants stopped gossiping and continued to walk back and forth in the yard with a lantern.

After a while, He Tang grew impatient and finally jumped out, patted Yang Jinshu on the shoulder and said, "Jinshu, let's go to the house of the stinky woman! Wake her up and scare her!"

Yang Jinshu quickly pinched his neck: "Are you crazy? The house is full of bells and yellow talismans laid down by Taoists. What do you do if you act rashly and attract Taoists?"

"Didn't you say that the priest has left?"

"That's just my guess. You saw it on the way we came just now. Although several Taoist priests have suppressed a ghost for Zhu's family, there are still other evils entrenched in this county. If those Taoist priests have the heart, they will not let it go." No matter, it is likely to go to another house to help." Yang Jinshu pointed to the bell on the beam, "If we rush in rashly, alarming the Taoist priests who are setting up the formation, and we all fall into the trap, what will we do then?"

"Do you think there is a magic circle to attract ghosts in this house?"

"not sure."

"Then what should we do? Just watch?" He Tang was a little annoyed, "Zhu Xiaowu won't jump out by himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jinshu suddenly patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to look down: "That... you said... Zhu Xiaowu?"

He Tang followed his pointer and opened his mouth wide.

I saw the door of a side room in the backyard of the house was opened, and a little boy about twelve or thirteen years old was wearing a white satin underwear, walking slowly on the ground with bare feet.The young man was white and cute, with a headband of the same color tied on his head, a round face, a pair of charming big eyes, which should be pleasing to the eye, but because of his dull eyes and slow movements, he showed a sense of stiffness different from ordinary people.

Yang Jinshu and He Tang looked at each other, and finally believed the gossip that Lao Liu had heard.

It's a pity that such a young boy turned into this.

The two servants who were on the night watch turned to another direction, but Zhu Xiaowu has not been found yet.

He Tang suggested: "Let's go down and take Zhu Xiaowu away now."

Yang Jinshu tapped his head with his knuckles: "You are stealing. This child has parents. If you take him away like this, won't his parents be sad?"

He Tang pursed his mouth: "Then what should we do?"

Yang Jinshu thought for a while, and said: "We can weave a dream, entrust it to his mother, and ask them to send Zhu Xiaowu to a secret place, and then we will pick him up."

The corner of He Tang's mouth twitched: "How superstitious is it to believe this kind of dream?"

Yang Jinshu: "Every time I entrust my parents with a dream and ask them to burn offerings, they believe it."

The short-mouthed He Tang immediately changed his words: "As a ghost, I should abandon the idea of ​​no ghosts and gods! It's good to have a dream! Please continue to carry forward!"

Yang Jinshu laughed, pinched his nose, and said, "Do you know which room his mother lives in?"

"Seventh Madam? Seventh Madam lives in... Huh? Isn't that right?" He Tang pointed at the yard and said in surprise.

Yang Jinshu looked over, and saw a beautiful woman in a water-green embroidered skirt walking quickly with a package on her back and a black cloak on her shoulders, looking around from time to time for the movement around her.She saw her son walking slowly in the garden, her face turned pale, she ran over quickly, stretched out her hand, wrapped her son under the cloak, and walked sneakily towards the back door.

Yang Jinshu: "This is?"

Just at this moment, the servant who was watching the night came back and saw the two men acting suspiciously in the garden, and shouted: "Stop! Who is it?"