Mountain gods come to farm

In the afternoon, everyone went to the most traditional local market. They just caught up with the big market once a month, and they didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck.

Even though the local tour guide told them that there would be more people in the morning, the teacher leading the team still shouted hoarsely, finally waved his hand, pointed at the sign behind him in his own place, and made a gesture of two.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then some students took out their mobile phones, turned on the camera and said to the teacher, "Take...the photo is ready."

Lin Hou laughed with a "puchi" and said quietly to Nan Xun, "I didn't think so at first, but when he said that the teacher's posture is really like the scissors taking a picture."

Nan Xun also found it quite interesting, although the teacher rolled his eyes several times in anger.

The tour guide next to him understood, "What your teacher said is that you can organize activities freely and gather here in two hours." After speaking, he glanced at the teacher next to him, who nodded and gave a thumbs up.

The tour guide thought for a while, and added a sentence: "You are not familiar with this place, don't act alone, and try not to run too far."

Lin Hou had never seen a place with so many people before, and it was strange to see everywhere, "Wow, is this the feeling of freedom? Why do I find it so fun?"

Nan Xun shook his head, reminding him to watch the road, he might bump into someone.

The two of them had thought about it a long time ago. This market must be meaningful. First of all, it is impossible for the teachers to bring the students to buy souvenirs as soon as they come, right?It's also impossible to just do a random arrangement for nothing.

There must be something different in this market, so they go wherever there are many people, at least to see what so many people are grabbing, of course, the food must be fine.

It really made them discover some things. For example, they like to use some specific patterns as decorations. There is a small four-petal flower with three tassels at the end of the petals, and there will be expressions on the flower.

What they saw the most on this trip was smiling faces, and another discovery was that the locals especially like wood carvings. They squeezed through along the way and saw many such shops, and there were many people there.

Lin Hou knew a little about this kind of thing. When they entered the store, the two of them looked at the various wood carvings. Lin Hou picked up one piece out of curiosity, and said to Nan Xun with some surprise: "This is made of black gold mahogany, look at the weight. It’s not light, I didn’t expect there to be so many here.”

However, the ones circulating in the market are not the same as those here. Wood carvings all depend on their purpose. For collection, they are generally selected by famous masters, and more, they may be ordinary decorations. , this kind of market is relatively small, because it is not convenient to clean up, it is easy to dust, and it cannot be wiped with a damp cloth.

At first, everything was normal, but just when Lin Hou put down the things in his hand, the smile on Nan Xun's face froze, and he saw a soul coming out of the wood carving, and then crawled along Lin Hou's arm like a snake. climb up.

When it sat on Lin Hou's shoulder, Nan Xun realized that it was a little squirrel, not as big as Lin Hou's palm. If it was alive, it would be very cute.

Nan Xun looked at Lin Hou and said...or should he not?

At this time, Lin Hou suddenly shook his shoulder, which is where the squirrel was, and then wanted to reach out and rub his shoulder, but there were a lot of people, someone crowded here and picked up the wood carving just now, and accidentally touched the Little squirrel, it was knocked down by the wood carving again.

Nan Xun hurriedly pulled Lin Hou out, and when he walked to the door, he found that the squirrel hadn't followed. Its soul might be attached to the wood carving, and it couldn't leave it too far.

Afterwards, Nan Xun lost the interest he had at the beginning. He suddenly had a feeling that among the many woodcarvings here, it must not be the only one that has a soul, but he has never heard of anything happening.

It's just that this feeling makes him feel uncomfortable, and he doesn't know why.

The two boys had long legs and long feet, and they soon walked to the end of the market. They found a temple here with very ancient characters. They frowned and looked at it for a long time. Lin Hou said, "Tibetan...what... ... Temple..." He read four times, hiding.

"I can't read the second word either." Nan Xun frowned and glanced inside, then held Lin Hou down. "It's good to have a tour guide. We should go back, or we'll be late."

Lin Hou glanced at Nan Xun, a little regretful: "You are right, hey, my shoelace is untied, let me tie it."

After he finished speaking, he bent down and squatted on the ground. Something was moving under the schoolbag. Nan Xun's premonition came true again. Under Lin Hou's schoolbag, which blocked the sunlight, he followed a squirrel ghost at some point.

Nan Xun casually picked up a piece of wood from the side, and was just about to inadvertently get the kid away, when both of them had an extra hand on their shoulders.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Lin Hou was so frightened by the voice that he almost didn't want to grab shit directly. When he turned around and saw that it was a classmate who lived in the next room, he got up and rolled up his sleeves, "Zhang Yao, are your skin itchy? Come and help you for free Let loose."

The prank classmates laughed and made a fuss. Nan Xun helplessly glanced at the squirrel ghost who was hit by his own stick and ran away immediately. Was it frightened by the scream or hurt by the beating?

He suddenly felt that Lin Hou was the one who was extremely lucky, and these ghosts would leave him by chance after they had been in contact for a short time.

Nan Xun lost the wooden stick, and then turned to look at a few classmates. This was incredible, hey, all of them had squirrel ghosts hanging from their bodies, and they were different from the ones that Lin Hou had just touched. These squirrel ghosts... …is not afraid of light.

Nan Xun thought of something, quickly took out a yellow pill from his pocket and ate it, to cover up the yin energy on his body, as for ghosts' favorite, he was the easiest to provoke.

"Where did you go just now?" Nan Xun couldn't help asking.

"We," Zhang Yao, whose throat was locked by Lin Hou, replied, "Here, we just went to the foot of the mountain. We thought it was called 'Squirrel Ridge'. We wanted to see the little squirrels. There is nothing interesting in the market."

Others also said: "It turned out that I didn't see a squirrel."

Nan Xun nodded, and then saw the squirrel that was on Zhang Yao's body climbed onto Lin Hou's shoulder again. Lin Hou let go of Zhang Yao, and he felt a little itchy on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to scratch it twice, and raised his sleeve Look, the shoulders are red.

It should be a little pain, Lin Hou blew a few breaths on his shoulders, and the yang breath went down. Nan Xun looked at the squirrel ghost and covered his eyes in pain, then turned his head to talk to others.

Nan Xun: "..."

Several people originally wanted to take a walk around the temple, but Nan Xun reminded again that the time was approaching, so they decided to go back.

Zhang Yao said: "I really want to go to that temple and take a good look. It feels eerie and has the atmosphere of a haunted house."

Lin Hou: "I heard from Yu Zhiyuan that the last time you went to the haunted house together, you were the one who yelled the loudest."

Zhang Yao was angry: "How could it be me? He couldn't tell who called it from the fright. I'm the most courageous. Why don't we try tonight?"

Lin Hou frowned: "How do I try this?"

Zhang Yao blinked: "We'll talk about it tonight, it's a secret."

After Nan Xun took the elixir, he felt a lot more relaxed. He followed them and listened to them chatting without saying a word. Lin Hou came to hold him, and solemnly said to everyone: "Tell you, from now on, this is my best buddy." .”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Yaozai looked at Nan Xun carefully, "It's really strange, I haven't seen anyone who you have a particularly good relationship with before."

Lin Hou waved his hand: "That's because you don't understand me, Nan Xun understands me, and understands me best."

Zhang Yao clicked his tongue twice: "Don't say it in the same tone as that kind of relationship, I feel a little nauseous."

At night, Nan Xun finally knew what they were going to try. Zhang Yao and the others obviously came prepared this time, and they also prepared dishes, a game paper plate for the pen fairy, and a brush.

Lin Hou actually didn't want to go, but Zhang Yao said that they were not enough, at least four people, and one girl didn't dare to play, "You can't be as courageous as a girl, right?"

Although he knew that this was a provocative method, Lin Hou still dragged Nan Xun along with him, "Ah Xun, if you don't play, just watch from the side?"

Nan Xun thought for a while, he had already covered up the yin energy on his body, even if he attracted that kind of thing, it would not be because of him, before leaving, he brought the orange juice squeezed in the cornucopia in the thermos in the afternoon.

Before closing the door, he glanced at the table, and saw that the palm-sized basin was ready to stretch out his feet, Nan Xun smiled helplessly.

Although the teacher said, don't cause trouble when you come out this time, obviously everyone doesn't think that the game of asking for a pen fairy is within the scope of the teacher's permission, but let a few people keep quiet.

There are six people in total. The girl who didn't play before is called Jiang Siqi. She is not from the Ancient Construction Academy. She is here to accompany her girlfriends to gain knowledge and earn credits. Of course, she is at her own expense. Her appearance is also a highlight of this group building. , It is said that she is a candidate for the school belle.

When Jiang Siqi came to watch, she didn't dare to play, but she didn't feel so scared if she didn't play, she just wanted to take a look, maybe after seeing it, she wouldn't feel so scared.

Nan Xun was holding her thermos, leaning against the wall at the bathroom door, there were not many seats, the boys sat around the bed, and two chairs were for the girls.

Jiang Siqi didn't dare to get too close to her best friend. She glanced at Nan Xun, who was also a spectator, and she didn't think she was weird anymore. She got closer to him. The main reason was that she thought this boy was very reliable, and the key was that she liked his looks. type.

"Why don't you go play?" Jiang Siqi asked Nan Xun casually.

Nan Xun said: "I...anemia." This excuse was made up casually, which made Jiang Siqi smile. The girl just thought it was an excuse that she didn't dare to play. how many.

Nan Xun has never played this kind of game before, so he takes it for granted that the person who developed this game is going to the sky, saying that if he is summoned, he can invite him back, but he hasn't heard the saying, "Isn't it easy to invite God and send God away"?

Everyone who joins the game has to prick the blood on their hands with a needle, then squeeze it into a small bowl, and then use a brush to dip it.

When everything was ready, they turned off all the lights in the room, even unplugged the TV, and only put a candle beside it.

The atmosphere suddenly became brighter, and Zhang Yao led everyone to read together: "Bi Xian Bi Xian, I am your past life, and you are my present life..."

Jiang Siqi's best friend might be a little nervous. After reading, everyone turned their pens together. Qin Yining whispered: "There is no such thing..."

The others immediately interrupted her: "Don't talk nonsense until it's over!" Suddenly everyone felt a cool wind passing over their necks, like cold silk.

Everyone saw that the flame of the candle jumped suddenly.

Nan Xun: "..." I didn't see anything, I couldn't see, I couldn't see.

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Nan Xun: If you don't do it, you won't die. I'm innocent.

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