so cute

Jing Jiujiu jumped up in Bai Yuhuai's palm.

Bai Yuhuai still showed no emotion on his face, but the veins on the back of his hands protruded slightly. He snapped his five fingers together, and tightly bound Jing Jiujiu in it.

Unless it was a tornado, Bai Yuhuai had to be swept away together.

On the white face of the red figure, there are correct facial features, also without a trace of emotion.

He just stepped back slightly and looked at Bai Yuhuai.

When those white figures couldn't hold back anymore and surrounded them one after another, the red figure opened his mouth in a low voice: "#r￥&*..."

Jingjiu:?

Did they lose their wits just like those little devils?

On the contrary, Yin Mo's heart was shaken.

The voice of the red figure pierced through the wind and mist, although it was far away, it fell clearly in everyone's ears.

"What is he talking about?"

"Is this the foreigner the program team is looking for?"

The sudden voice behind him startled Yin Mo.Yin Mo turned back speechlessly, the mantra he was chanting almost broke.

It turned out that the other people were fine seeing Bai Yuhuai approaching, and they gradually relaxed a lot, and seeing that the ink and ink chanting looked good, whether it was true or not, there was always psychological comfort.

So as soon as they discussed, they all surrounded Yin Mo.

Two photographers couldn't help stretching their necks even longer, holding their cameras up high, trying to capture this weird and beautiful scene.

"How could it be a foreigner?" Jimeng couldn't help complaining.

Are these people out of their minds?

Jimeng: "Foreigners are not more than three meters tall. He bends down and slaps us all into the ground."

Yun Xin's mind was wide open: "...Is it true that there are actually two people standing inside, one stepping on the other's shoulder?"

Ding Han sneered coldly: "On this dilapidated mountain, two people are stacked on top of each other, and the height is more than three meters. Why can't we take a step and fall?"

"Stilts?" After Yun Xin finished speaking, she quickly vetoed it herself, and said in a trembling voice, "They have feet."

Ding Hanbing breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Isn't that better? Having feet! That means they're not ghosts!"

Ink ink: "..."

Yin Mo stopped the voice of chanting sutras, and quickly cursed: "Okay, shut up. They speak ancient Chinese, you don't understand it, I don't understand it... Where the hell is this coming from?" A group of people?"

As soon as Yin Mo's voice fell, Jian Suifan suddenly said tremblingly: "Those people in white, why are they all looking at us?"

Ink turned his head to look.

indeed.

Those white figures all turned their heads and stared at them.

Yin Mo: "Quickly bite the puppet, why are you so stupid?"

The rest of the people were so frightened that their hands and feet went limp. Fortunately, they still held on to the puppet, so they hurriedly stuffed it into their mouths.

Only Jian Suifan was afraid, but at the same time he despised the tricks of the show crew, so he threw the puppet away as soon as he found out that Bai Yuhuai was fine.

"Why are they still looking at us?"

"They... they seem to be turning around..."

"Are they coming towards us?"

One voice was more flustered than the other.

Jian Suifan finally couldn't hold back anymore: "My puppet..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that someone knocked on his calf. Jian Suifan lowered his head, bent over, and there was a puppet in his hand.He quickly stuffed the puppet into his mouth.

Those white figures stared at them for a few seconds, then turned back.

Jian Suifan breathed a sigh of relief.

What's the use of this thing, he doesn't know...

Maybe it's a show prop, biting it in his mouth is equivalent to holding a pass... But why doesn't Bai Yuhuai need it?The program team gave him such privileges to such an extent?

When Jian Suifan was secretly jealous, a flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind——

How did he stuff the puppet in his mouth just now?

The puppet itself... ran over?

Jian Suifan felt cold all over and lowered his eyes.

It was found that the puppet stretched its legs.

Jian Suifan: "Ah!"

Then fell down unexpectedly.

And this Bai Yuhuai sneered: "Can you only say these words? Are you down to this point?"

The other party probably understood Bai Yuhuai's meaning, and his snow-white face suddenly became colder.

"Hasn't the underworld been gone long ago? What are you doing here with the gate of hell closed? Is it so that no grass will grow here, and all living people will die? Turn this place into a ghost cave?" Bai Yuhuai said coldly.

The red figure murmured a few more words.

If you listen carefully, you can hear a little ancient syllable charm.

"It had nothing to do with me." Bai Yuhuai looked cold, "But why did you take my people away?"

The red figure seemed to be stunned for a moment. He stretched out his pale hand, trying to take the little paper man out of Bai Yuhuai's palm.

Jing Jiujiu was covered in Bai Yuhuai's palm, and from the gap, he could only see pale fingers that were almost blue, and a little bit of red clothing.

At this moment, the red figure finally squeezed out a bit of Mandarin awkwardly: "He's not...a person..."

"Give him... to me..."

Bai Yuhuai's eyebrows darkened, and he took out a mahogany token.This token is different from the usual style.It is about two feet long, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, inlaid with gold threads, and has complicated incantations written on the front and back.

He held it in his hand, as if holding a short dagger.

The red figure glanced at Tao Mu, not afraid, and even repeated: "Give me..."

Bai Yuhuai's complexion became colder and colder.

Give you?

Who do you think you are?

"He is... my... offering..." said the red figure.

Jing Jiujiu: "..."

That evil god said the same thing last time.

How about you two fight first?

Jing Jiujiu couldn't help pondering carefully, is Jing Tinghua still so good?Sacrifice him to two gods at once?Should he thank Jing Tinghua for not cutting him in half?

And... is the one in front of you a god?

Jing Jiujiu couldn't make much waves in his heart.

Bai Yuhuai's anger and hostility were all provoked.

"Really?" Bai Yuhuai raised his eyes, staring at the red figure coldly: "But he is mine."

Jing Jiu said in his heart, isn't it.

I am his ghost.

It's hard to raise me.

It's not easy for Bai Yuhuai!

The red figure: "Then..."

kill you.

It's just that he hasn't been able to speak out yet.

The mahogany token in Bai Yuhuai's hand had already been patted on his body.

Bai Yuhuai recited two lines of the Shurangama Sutra again, and the white figure let out a shrill scream, while the red figure waved his hand, flew backwards, and landed again.

Look down.

There was a big hole in the chest.

Bai Yuhuai slowly curled up his hands.

The mahogany order fell to the ground, replaced by a cloud of strong Yin Qi held in his palm.

Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes and spread his palms: "Have you ever eaten King Yama?"

Jing Jiujiu was startled, and licked his lips: "King Yama?"

"One of the Ten Halls of Yama, also known as Yan Mo." Bai Yuhuai pointed to the red figure, "It is the clone of Yan Mo."

Pointing at the white figure again: "A group of ghost messengers."

When the words fell, Bai Yuhuai frowned again, and commented more coldly: "It's more like a group of psychopaths..."

"Are you...a...what?" The red figure asked from a distance.

Bai Yuhuai gave Jing Jiujiu all the yin energy.Jing Jiujiu didn't pay attention, so he sucked it all in.

Only then did Bai Yuhuai let go of the little paper man in his palm.

He clasped his bracelet with one hand, and slowly approached the red figure: "The one who can kill you."

"You are not human." After the red figure finished speaking, another gust of wind blew up.

A dark, bottomless hole opened in mid-air, and then all the figures disappeared.

Jing Jiujiu said loudly, "He scolded you. Hiccup."

Bai Yuhuai: "Well, it's okay, we'll meet again next time, and I'll kill him."

He didn't expect that what came was just a clone. If he knew it earlier, he wouldn't have to be careful, just kill him with a trick.

Jing Jiujiu still said loudly: "I'm a bit overwhelmed." "Hi."

But at the same time, he also had a very mysterious feeling, as if... as if in the darkness, something was trembling towards him.

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered: "Shall I rub it for you?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Well, let's go back to the factory first. Hiccup~"

Bai Yuhuai: "Okay."

Only then did Bai Yuhuai hang Jing Jiujiu on his ear again, Jing Jiujiu shook and said, "You were too careless when you pinched me..."

Bai Yuhuai faltered: "Did I hurt you?"

Jing Jiujiu: "No, you can't tell the difference between your face and your butt. You keep touching my butt."

Bai Yuhuai's breathing changed suddenly, and his fingers clenched tightly.

Jing Jiujiu was still whispering next to his ear: "Is there a paper man that is bigger? Can you make it to order? Make it my size. You won't make a mistake..."

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered again, and he said in a low voice, "No."

Jing Jiujiu said in disappointment: "No?"

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes."

Jing Jiujiu was convinced, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, anyway, the paper man's buttocks are dry to the touch, not at all like my own butt..."

Bai Yuhuai's breathing became heavy: "...Really?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Yes."

The two returned to the factory gate without saying a few words.

Ding Hanbing hurriedly asked, "Where's the wine?"

Yin Mo: "It's hanging on his ear."

Ding Hanbing took a closer look, and was about to hold it cautiously.

so small.

Ding Hanbing thought nervously in his heart, I can hold it in my hand and put it in my pocket...

However, Bai Yuhuai passed them straight ahead, and Ding Hanbing snatched nothing.

Bai Yuhuai asked, "Where are the others?"

"Jian Suifan fainted from fright, and the others helped him in," Yin Mo said.

Hearing the sound, Ding Hanbing couldn't help but sneered: "Useless stuff!" He stood firm until the end!

The three of them and one ghost walked in together.

When the photographer heard footsteps, he quickly turned his head: "Brother Bai." He wiped his face, and he was there last time he went to the castle.After that tempering, he is much calmer now, and he can say fluently: "We can't make calls... we have to go down the mountain."

Bai Yuhuai responded lightly, only to realize that everyone was still biting the puppet, and the photographer immediately put it back in his mouth after he finished speaking.

Bai Yuhuai: "You don't need to bite."

"Bah bah bah!" Everyone scrambled to spit it out.

Bai Yuhuai: "..." "Move gently and lay it flat on the ground."

Bai Yuhuai's follow-up photographer was the most obedient one. He hurriedly followed his instructions and carefully placed it on the ground. He even took out a piece of paper to wipe it, and laughed sarcastically: "It's been a long time since I bit it, I guess there's saliva..."

Ding Hanbing frowned and asked first: "What the hell is this? Why do you have to bite it?"

At this time, Jian Suifan finally regained his strength, and was supported by Yun Xin to sit up slowly.

Since Jian Suifan was caught on fire, where has he suffered from such a crime?His face was gloomy for a while, and he quickly threw away the puppet in his mouth.

The photographer hesitated to speak.

Hey.

Why are you so unkind?

Bai Yuhuai didn't even look at Jian Suifan, and said in a calm tone, "They are all made of locust wood, and the locust tree is yin. After being filled with souls, they can be used as the body of the dead. In the old days, people often used them to bury in The ghosts of relatives who lost their bodies on the battlefield. Only with a body can one be considered a human being and enter the six realms of reincarnation."

He paused: "The vitality in your body is too strong, the breath is fresh vitality. The evil things will follow the smell... In a hurry, you can only bite it first, the fresh vitality If you are blocked back into your mouth, you will release Yin Qi, even corpse Qi... Those things will only treat you as corpses, so naturally you will not be interested."

When Yun Xin heard this, she couldn't help asking in a trembling voice, "So there used to be ghosts living in these puppets?"

Bai Yuhuai looked down at the puppet on the ground: "Maybe there are still souls staying inside."

Jian Suifan, who had just woken up, rolled his eyes after hearing this: "Ouch."

fell again.

The others froze with great effort.

The photographer forced a smile: "Ah, no wonder... No wonder Brother Bai just let us release it, so be careful."

You bit him and smashed him to the ground, would the ghost in there be happy?

If one is unhappy, strangling you is considered light!

"Those things just now..." Yun Xin whispered.

"It's not a thing, it's a ghost messenger." Yin Mo corrected.

Yun Xin's heart tightened, and she hurriedly bowed to the four corners: "I'm sorry, I'm ignorant, I don't mean to offend." Then she asked carefully: "Are they here to lock the soul and take it to the underworld? "

Yin Mo shook his head: "There has been no hell for a long time."

"So..." Yin Mo frowned, "Why did these things appear here again? What they said before is correct, even if they appear, they should appear when the gate of hell opens in the middle of July."

Jimeng followed the trill and asked the most critical question: "Can we go down the mountain now?"

The photographer also nodded: "Yes, brother Jian is still fainting."

Jian Suifan's physical fitness is not that bad, just as he was talking, he woke up faintly again.

Even after sitting up, his expression remained dull.

It's fake, it's all fake, it's just props from the program group...

Jian Suifan comforted himself again and again.

"Let's go down the mountain immediately!" Jian Suifan raised his head and said.

Ding Hanbing sneered: "Did you slice your brain and feed it to the donkey? There are mostly abandoned mines and mines on this mountain. Are you afraid of falling into it while walking? If you encounter a ghost hitting the wall again, won't you scare your pants?" Urinated?"

Now that Ding Hanbing has the amulet, he is very confident.

Jian Suifan's throat was choked by his scolding, and he wanted to refute but didn't know where to refute.

At this moment, Jing Jiujiu hiccupped beside Bai Yuhuai's ear.

Bai Yuhuai lowered his gaze.

He also wanted to give Jingjiu some yin energy.

"It's 21:[-] in the morning, and the gate of hell will be firmly closed at [-]:[-]. You can sleep peacefully now, regain your strength, and leave after dawn." Bai Yuhuai made a decision in one sentence.

The others obediently obeyed.

Jian Suifan returned to her tent, but she felt uncomfortable no matter what.

Will this segment be edited into the show?Was he the only one who fainted in the whole show?

Now he even wondered if the program crew dug a hole for him on purpose.Just to retaliate against his temporary release of pigeons.However, didn't the program group invite Bai Yuhuai instead, which caused the ratings to explode and became the trending search for three days in a row?

Jian Suifan closed her eyes angrily.

I have to figure out a way...

At least I can't look so stupid on the show alone...

And this Bai Yuhuai was about to pull up the tent, but Yin Mo stretched out his hand to stop him, and he called in a low voice, "Jiujiu."

"You saw it today too, Mr. Bai is very unusual..."

Yin Mo stared at Bai Yuhuai, and lowered his voice: "Who would have imagined that Mr. Bai is just a sub-job as an actor and best actor. Mr. Bai's main job is a celestial master, right?"

Bai Yuhuai's expression was cold and he didn't respond.

Yin Mo felt more and more wrong: "You didn't tell Jiujiu about your real identity at first, right? He treated you as the most ordinary person, isn't Mr. Bai going to have an explanation? You coaxed him like this for the sake of What? Is it the same purpose as Jing Tinghua?..."

Bai Yuhuai's heart sank, his face became colder and colder, but he remained calm and composed.

Whatever he did in the past, he could justify it as the fact that his family hired a celestial master, got some magic tools from the celestial master, and heard some things through his ears and eyes.But today it is impossible to shirk away.

From the moment he chased Jing Jiujiu out of the factory, he had actually foreseen this outcome.

But he still chased it out.

"This is about me and Jiujiu." Bai Yuhuai said coldly.

Yin Mo suppressed the anger.

He couldn't even see through Bai Yuhuai, let alone Jing Jiujiu?

It's just that what Bai Yuhuai said happened to hit his weakness... Yes, it was Jiujiu's own business, and he didn't even have the right to intervene.

Only then did Yin Mo let go of his hand: "Then please ask Mr. Bai to deal with this matter carefully and carefully. If Mr. Bai really harbors malicious intentions... I, my master, will not ignore it so easily. past."

Already had the first time.

There will never be a second time.

Bai Yuhuai closed the zipper coldly, completely blocking Yin Mo's face from the outside.

Ink: "..."

Yin Mo raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, where a mole was slightly raised, which was obvious to the touch.

Yin Mo remembered that a long time ago, Master Ting Yi praised him for being born with the Buddha's fate, he would surely attain the Tao, sitting in the temple, he could calm the world.

But he was far inferior to Bai Yuhuai.

Yin Mo paused, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart, turned around and took out a book, and started to read it with a flashlight.

I saw "Xie Quan Lun" printed on it.

what?can't read.

Ding Hanbing saw that he was working so hard.

It must be to secretly win Jiujiu's favor...

So Ding Hanbing immediately took out a script.

Yun Xin:?

Jimeng:?

Photographer: ?

Obviously the ghost has left, but why is the atmosphere still weird?

The atmosphere in the tent was actually more tense at this moment.

Jing Jiujiu stepped on Bai Yuhuai's shoulder, jumped and rolled to the ground two or three times.

Bai Yuhuai still had no expression on his face.

But outside the factory, Jing Jiujiu's intimate and casual conversation with him still rang in his ears.

So the silence in the tent at this moment was set off even more unbearable.

Bai Yuhuai put one hand on the paper figurine and drew out the Jingjiu wine.

Jingjiu:?

Jing Jiujiu: "I'm about to get out."

Bai Yuhuai unconsciously changed his sitting posture, his whole body became stiff and he didn't realize it, his eyes lowered slightly: "Wine..."

Jing Jiujiu: "Hey, don't talk yet."

Bai Yuhuai's eyelids twitched, his heart was in his chest, and he began to dance again.Only this time, the blood in his whole body was icy cold and flowing slowly.It was a completely different feeling from when my heart beat faster than before.

Bai Yuhuai tasted fear for the first time.

Jingjiu is afraid of Taoists.

This is something he already knew.

It's just that out of selfishness, he doesn't want the boy to be afraid of him, and even wants to use what he has learned and mastered deeply to keep the boy by his side...

So he never took the initiative to mention his other identity.

What would Jing Jiujiu think?

Simple fear?

Still, as Yin Mo said, he will be speculated that he has evil intentions.

He won't let me talk anymore...

Sitting there, Bai Yuhuai felt a dull pain in his chest.

Jing Jiujiu changed his sitting position and slowly raised his head: "Oh, it's so embarrassing." He has never been so embarrassed since he grew up so big.

Jing Jiujiu rubbed his head, messing up all his hair.

When he looked at Bai Yuhuai again, he looked as if he had been severely pushed down by someone and violently...

Bai Yuhuai's heartbeat missed a beat untimely.

He felt really sick.

At times like this, there is still a reaction to the boy's appearance that crosses the line.

"I used to be afraid of some kind of Taoist monk or celestial master. It has been said since ancient times that good and evil are incompatible, and that humans and ghosts cannot coexist. Yan Chixia has never been soft on demons and ghosts..."

The dull pain in Bai Yuhuai's heart suddenly spread deeper.

Bai Yuhuai stated calmly: "Yes. On the first day I entered the castle, when I found a ghost, I planned to kill you."

Jingjiu:?

hey, wait.

So you really wanted to kill me?

But I had an unspeakable thought.

Bai Yuhuai thought.

Jing Jiujiu stammered, "Then, what about now?"

"Now...no one can kill you."

Jing Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief.He just said it.

"Do you believe me?" Bai Yuhuai asked in a low voice, his whole body tensed even more.

Jing Jiujiu: "Believe it."

His tone was light and fluffy, as if he was answering a completely unimportant question.

Bai Yuhuai paused, just like that... the young man believed him so easily?

Waiting for him to explain more?

Jing Jiujiu: "If you still want to kill me, why don't you just feed me your blood? I'm sure I'll be out of my wits in no time. Why do you still take me to dig out the truth about the castle?"

In fact, without Yin Mo's reminder, he also vaguely realized that Bai Yuhuai was not simple.

"It's just..." Jing Jiujiu paused in distress.

"Just what?" Bai Yuhuai's heart sank again.

It's just that I still can't forgive your deception?

Jing Jiujiu got into the bed at once, buried himself, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't you find it ridiculous that the ghost and the celestial master want to protect him?"

He also said it many times!

I swear every time I say it!

Bai Yuhuai's heart thumped back, he pursed his lips tightly, and even a trace of joy flashed across his brows and eyes.

Jing Jiujiu didn't let him speak, it was just because of embarrassment...

Just that.

Bai Yuhuai quickly dug Jing Jiujiu out of the quilt, and said, "It's not ridiculous."

He stared deeply at Jing Jiujiu: "No one has ever protected me. I was happy when you said it." Happy Yu the boy remembered him in his heart.

Jing Jiujiu tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

"Ah."

Jing Jiujiu quietly let out a sigh of relief.It's good not to be embarrassed... Think about it too.He had never met Bai Yuhuai's relatives and friends. Bai Yuhuai was so miserable... He was very happy when a ghost boasted that it wanted to protect him.

Bai Yuhuai is really coaxing.

Jing Jiujiu: "Okay, that's all right."

Bai Yuhuai paused, and still couldn't believe it was over.

"You have nothing else to ask me?"

Jing Jiujiu had a bitter face: "I have indigestion, I don't have the energy to ask other questions. Let's talk about the rest tomorrow..."

He also wanted to talk to Bai Yuhuai about that King Yama.

Bai Yuhuai's throat tightened.

Boys are so cute.

Bai Yuhuai fastened the bracelet for him: "I'll rub it for you." When he said this, Bai Yuhuai's face was calm, but his heart beat a beat faster.

Jing Jiujiu asked a series of questions: "Do ghosts have stomachs? Is Yin energy contained in the stomach? Should I rub my belly or my mouth?"

He lay on the bed, slowly condensing into a solid body.

Before Bai Yuhuai could answer, Jing Jiujiu asked again: "Do I have to go back to the paper doll so that I can feel like I have a body, and rub my belly to make me feel smooth?"

"But the paper figurine is too small." Jing Jiujiu vetoed it as he spoke, "You can't touch my belly, and you're more likely to touch my butt."

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

In just a short while, his mood was like riding a roller coaster, experiencing all kinds of feelings.

"Then go to sleep." Bai Yuhuai then lay down.

Jing Jiujiu turned over under the blanket, leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you want to touch my butt?"

Bai Yuhuai:?

Bai Yuhuai said stiffly: "...Huh?"

want.don't want.Words stuck in his throat.

Jing Jiujiu murmured: "Since I died, I haven't touched my own butt. But it must be different from the paper doll."

Bai Yuhuai's throat moved.

Before he could open his mouth, Jing Jiujiu had already turned the topic in another direction, saying, "I don't think we can go down the mountain tomorrow."

Then Jing Jiujiu got back into the paper figurine, covered her with a quilt, and fell asleep.

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

Nothing was touched.

Just as Jing Jiujiu guessed, the next morning, Jian Suifan got up and glanced at his watch.

Seven o'clock in the morning.

Jane Suifan began to wait for the sunrise.Just wait until daylight and they can go.

But this wait, until everyone got up one after another.

"...It's already 10:30." The photographer tremblingly said.

The sky outside was still pitch black.

This is a scene they have never seen before, and the sky dog ​​can't cover the sun.

Jian Suifan went completely crazy.

He scratched his hair and shook the cameraman: "Is your program crew sick? Did you get something? Or did you mess up all our watches?"

The photographer's face turned blue: "I don't know what's going on, Brother Jian... Brother Jian, calm down!"

"Did those ghost messengers come back last night?" Yun Xin asked tremblingly, "Is it because we deserve to die? Are they going to lock our souls?"

"No." Bai Yuhuai directly denied it.

Jing Jiujiu leaned against his ear and said, "There is no such strong yin energy now..."

Yin Mo stared at this side closely, looking at the little paper man hanging on Bai Yuhuai's ear, moving his arms and legs for a while, stepping on Bai Yuhuai's shoulders for a while, Climb up and sit on top of Bai Yuhuai's head...

Yin Mo suppressed the sourness in his heart.

That's all right?

That's it? That's it?

Didn't give Bai Yuhuai two big ears? !

Yin Mo thought about it, he and Ding Hanbing forgot about Jing Jiujiu, failed to rescue him, and even failed to see him for the last time...Jing Jiujiu did not blame them for this.

Yin Mo fell into a trance for a short while.

... Sometimes I really don't know whether it's Jing Jiujiu's gentleness or his coldness.

Because he never cared, he never got angry at all.

Yin Mo clenched his fingertips hard, suppressing all kinds of thoughts.He raised his head and widened his eyes: "...it's the old man from that day."

The old man kowtowed on the cold and hard ground, talking in his mouth.

Then he quickly got up again, took two steps, and then knelt down and kowtowed.

In total darkness.

On the barren mountain, he was the only one there, repeating this action over and over again.

Every sound of kowtowing hit everyone's heart in a serious manner, bringing out a little scary taste.

"What is he doing?" Jian Suifan gritted his teeth, "Crazy?"

Jing Jiujiu seemed to have sensed something, and slid down Bai Yuhuai's back, and let the little ghost hug him, and quickly went behind a fence.

Jing Jiujiu was covered by the wall, and then he got out of the paper figurine and put on the bracelet.

He walked out slowly.

Ji Meng was the first to see him, and he suddenly exclaimed: "...Why are you here?"

When Jian Suifan and the others turned their heads, they didn't feel terrible, but rather fortunate.

"Did you come up from the bottom of the mountain? How did you come here? Why is it still dark here?" Jian Suifan asked eagerly.

Jing Jiujiu shook his head and pointed to Bai Yuhuai: "I followed him all the time, and I followed you when you went up the mountain."

Jian Suifan was full of disappointment.

Jing Jiujiu stepped forward and whispered to Bai Yuhuai, "I always feel that something is afraid of me..."

"In the factory?"

Jing Jiujiu stomped the ground lightly with his toes: "...it feels very strange, like being in a factory, but also like being outside. I felt it when Yan Mo disappeared last night."

When Jing Jiujiu said this, he suddenly paused. He turned his head and asked Bai Yuhuai, "You said that everything has animism..."

Bai Yuhuai: "Huh?"

Jing Jiujiu walked straight out of the factory.

Bai Yuhuai followed closely behind.

Jian Suifan gritted his teeth: "It's this time, why are you running around? You can't help at all, are you planning to make trouble?"

The rest of the people didn't move or make a sound.

They no longer dare to take all this in front of them, and treat it as the arrangement of the program group.This place is very weird, if you are not careful, you may really lose your life.

Yin Mo didn't look sideways, and walked out.

Ding Hanbing went out without hesitation.

The others were dumbfounded.

Yinmo can read scriptures!

He really was a monk!

Didn't people say that the Qi on a monk's body can suppress evil spirits?

He can't go!Thinking of this, the others had no choice but to follow suit.

Wait till you get close to the old man.

The old man looked up at them indifferently, then quickly knelt down and continued to kowtow, his indifferent expression turned into a look of grief and remorse, and he murmured: "It's here... everything is here..."

"What is he praying for?" Jian Suifan asked with a frown.

"..." No one answered.

"Does he know how to get down the mountain? Who is going to ask?" Jian Suifan said again.

The old man just finished kowtowing at this time, got up and said coldly: "Maybe you will never go down the mountain..."

Jian Suifan clenched his fists: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"If you want to go, then learn from me first, kneel down and kowtow. From one end to the other..." The old man pointed to the far end.

Jian Suifan: "Crazy!"

Jing Jiujiu said in a low voice: "I confirmed, that thing is under my feet."

Bai Yuhuai frowned: "Under your feet?"

Yin Mo reacted quickly, and was busy lifting Jing Jiujiu's leg.

Bai Yuhuai: "Is it in the ground under your feet?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Yes."

Yin Mo's movements froze.

"What's in the field?" The others hurriedly asked, staring at Jing Jiujiu nervously for a moment.

And the old man's figure also trembled slightly, but no one noticed.

Jing Jiujiu thought for a while and said, "This is the land."

"What?" Jian Suifan frowned even tighter, feeling that the boy's words seemed to be playing tricks.

Jing Jiujiu knelt down and stroked the ground.

The ground is rough and uneven, the soil is hard, there are potholes everywhere, and there is no life at all.

"It's this land, you're afraid of me." Jing Jiujiu repeated.

After hearing this, Jian Suifan almost laughed out loud.

Ji Meng also felt unreliable.Even if Jing Jiujiu is a ghost, there is no reason why a piece of land would be afraid of him.

There is something really wrong with this show!Everyone has faults from top to bottom!Jian Suifan scolded in his heart.

"You said it was afraid of you?" The old man stopped suddenly, turned his head and stared fixedly at Jing Jiujiu, his cloudy eyes unexpectedly shone with light.

He took a step forward to grab Jingjiu, but was stopped by Bai Yuhuai.

The old man asked cautiously, "What are you? Are you a god?"

Jing Jiujiu poked his head out from behind Bai Yuhuai, and caught a loophole in his words.

The young man asked in a relaxed tone, "What? Have you ever seen God?"

The old man was trembling all over, muttering in his mouth: "Yes, yes...everything is there..."

I don't know who I'm talking to.

But Jing Jiujiu is almost sure, he has seen it, and it is very likely that he has seen Yan Luo Wang Yanmo in red last night.

Jing Jiujiu walked around the old man: "Have you ever worshiped God? Have you made a wish?"

The old man kept silent.

Jing Jiu paused for a moment: "Not only did you make a wish, but you also obtained something. This item...is very precious, and it is very precious to the people in the whole town. You have obtained this piece of land. "

He looked at Bai Yuhuai: "Yan Mo didn't come to lock the soul, he came to collect offerings. But the offering is not me, it's this." Jing Jiujiu stomped his feet as he spoke.

There was a hint of disappointment on Jing Jiu's face, as if he was disappointed with the old man, but also with the former Jing Tinghua.

"This place has been dug up... Everyone abandoned the mountain. You have to feed it to the gods. You trampled on it and played with the gods."

The author has something to say: "Didn't you learn a poem when you were in school?"

"If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a hoarse throat:

This land battered by the storm...

This river of grief and anger that is always raging with us,

This irritating wind blowing endlessly,

And the very tender dawn from the woods..."

"It's so strange that there are people who don't care about their homeland at all."

As a result, this land can only disperse the black shadow in the trembling, anger and grief.