The words that came out of his mouth shocked everyone.

After a long silence, I turned around and left.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the opposite neighbor, the Donovan family, arrived. A lot of people had gathered. They were all watching. Because Niu Dewang had invited Blind Old Lady Hu Shizhen to look for the soul of his child. It was going to be the new year soon, so there was no time to lose. Otherwise, if everyone let go of their firecrackers, it would be hard to find them.

I went too. I was the tallest of the crowd. He could clearly see what was in front of him. There was a dustpan placed on a table. There were wheat seeds in the dustpan. There were twelve incense sticks and a candle in the wheat seeds. Twelve incense sticks surrounded the candle. Blind Hu Shizhen was sitting in front of a table, holding onto a mask.

The man was twenty centimeters tall. It was lifelike. It's actually somewhat similar to the Twinkle that I killed. Looking at the yellow mask, my heart couldn't help but tremble. I felt as if the man's eyes, made of two dots of ink, were staring at me. The more I looked at it, the more resentful I felt on the other side.

The mask man had a red pill mouth, but it was open. His mouth was filled with holes. The hole was quite deep, and after making a turn, it continued downwards. It should be opening up its stomach. He wondered if its stomach was empty as well.

He saw the tear from the candle fall onto the wheat seed. The powder from the incense was also broken off and fell onto the wheat seeds. Everyone was silent. No one made a sound as they watched with bated breath. After a long time, the incense was finally burnt out. There was still half a candle.

Blind Old Lady seemed to be able to see it, she stretched out her hand and accurately pinched off the half candle, pulled it out and blew on it before throwing it away. Then, she took out a folded yellow paper. She spread out the yellow paper, covering the dustpan completely. On the yellow paper, there was a mess of symbols.

"All of you move far away! I'm going to play with the Heaven Flame! If we get close enough, I won't be responsible if we burn you all! " Blind Old Lady shouted.

The surrounding crowd hurriedly retreated. The table was empty for five meters. Blind Old Lady took a match and threw it on the yellow paper. Plop. The yellow paper burst into flames. She didn't know where to go. To say that it was playing with the Heaven Flame, it should have come from the sky. However, no one could tell where it came from or where it came from.

A purplish red flame seemed to appear out of thin air above the dustpan, about fifty centimeters above it. He swam a few laps like a ten-centimeter small dragon, crackling the air like a string of firecrackers. When the yellow paper was almost burnt out. The purplish-red flame drilled into the wok, burning all of the wheat seeds in it in an instant. All that was left was a pile of smoking powder.

In the blink of an eye, the purplish-red flame disappeared.

After a while, the smoke stopped coming out of the dustpan. Blind Old Lady took out another piece of white paper and spread it on the table, then poured the powder from the dustpan onto the white paper. Then she wrapped the white paper into a funnel shape and carefully picked it up to prevent the powder from spilling out. San Geda went over to help the masked man take her position and poured some of the powder from the paper funnel into her mouth. Then she shook the mask and let the powder flow into its stomach.

Just like that, he repeated the process several times. He poured all of the powder from the paper funnel into the Mask Man's stomach. The blind old lady told Niu Dewang to kill a rooster no more than one year old. He took half a bowl of rooster's blood. He showered the man in front of him. A miracle had happened. That person was actually able to move his legs and shake his arms. He stood up from the table. It frightened the crowd so much that they screamed out in fear and backed off in a crowded manner.

One of the children started to cry, and the adults quickly covered his mouth, afraid that the crying would disturb the man in front of them.

When that person jumped down from the table, the crowd immediately made way for him. He walked along the road until he reached the gate. He stopped and turned his head to look, as if he was looking at something. I realized it was looking at me. Others noticed and focused their eyes on me. For a moment, I could barely stand, my hands trembling.

Suddenly something behind me snaps at my waist. It scared my heart out of me. Turning around, he saw that it was a black dog. Its body was as big as a calf. He then looked at the crowd. They were not looking at him, but at the black dog. The black dog bared its fangs and made a low growling sound as it lowered its body. Like a crocodile, it slowly moved towards the 20 centimeter tall masked man.

Blind Old Lady shouted, "Quick! Get rid of the dogs! "

But it was too late. The black dog suddenly leapt forward like an arrow that had left the bow, snatched the man in its mouth, and ran out the door.

"Whose dog?" The Blind Old Lady shouted in anger.

Everyone looked at each other and started discussing. They said they didn't know whose dog it was. The fur was shiny, as if it had been smeared with oil. Its entire body was pitch black without a single strand of mixed hair. It was so big that even a calf could chase it down. He had never seen a dog this big before. It was unknown when and where he came from. Just now, everyone's attention had been focused on the blind old grandma's method, so no one had noticed it.

Niu Dewang's eyes were bloodshot with anger. He jumped up and down, slapping his thigh as he shouted, "I! Fuck his grandmother! Whose dog was it!? Let me catch him and kill him to eat! Whoever didn't stand up and admit that it was their own dog, their entire family would die, and their entire family would be made up of dogs. "Fuck it!"

Still, no one stood up and admitted that the dog belonged to them.

At the end, everyone looked at Blind Old Lady. Niu Dewang asked anxiously, "How do we deal with this, Granny?" "Do you want me to do it again?!"

Blind Old Lady waved her hand, her face was extremely gloomy as she said: "No way! That dog appeared too strangely! If she were to continue on like this, something big might happen. You said that the dog is black, looks like a calf, and doesn't have a single stray hair, right? "

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. Even the eyes of the black dog were pure black, and its teeth were yellow.

Blind Old Lady said, "Maybe I met a black tiger!"

Everyone cried out in fear. Someone asked, "Ninth Granny, is it a black dog or a black tiger?"

Blind Old Lady said, "I'm not sure either! It's not like I can't see you guys don't know. I heard it on all four legs and thought it was a dog! But when you said that the size of that beast had already reached a calf, how could there be such a big dog, so I suspected that it was the Black Tiger! "

"Ninth Grandma, if it really is the Black Tiger. Where did the Black Tiger come from? There haven't been any tigers in our area either! Why did a black tiger appear here?! "

"There is no black tiger in the world!" They were all scabby tigers! Having a black cat and a black panther was more or less the same. Maybe it was a black panther that went there just now! " Someone said.

The Blind Old Lady was supported by the San Geda to leave. The family burst into tears again. Someone asked if they had called the police. Niu Dewang said no. He was advised to go to the town and call the police.

After returning home, I couldn't help but ask Er Nengdan: "Why would that person move on his own? Is it really Soulshake Bell? "

Er Nengdan said: "It's not that Hun'er has twinkled. The man had eaten the powdered wheat seeds in the dustpan, then been doused with the blood of the rooster and had a spirit of his own. Great-grandma wanted it to find the flickering corpse, see if it could find it. As long as Shuang Shuo dies within a radius of five kilometers, that person will be able to find his corpse! "

"If the body was ten miles out of the perimeter, the masked man would not be able to find it?"

"Man can't hold on for that long! To say that it was a circumference of ten li was actually a bit of an exaggeration. Anyway, the noodle could only last for four to four hours. It's so slow, it probably can't even walk five miles in four to six hours! " Er Nengdan said.

"Why don't you just go straight to Twinkle Soul?" I asked again.

Er Nengdan said: "Great-grandma had already searched them last night. But the child's soul could not be found! Great-grandma reckoned that the child's soul also suffered from an accident and disintegrated into ice! "

"Oh, so that's the case!" I was secretly relieved, but the guilt wouldn't go away.

It was late at night. Er Nengdan and Xiao Jun fell asleep on their bed. I was still sitting on the stool in the dim light. He took out the book from his bosom. It moved without wind and turned to the third page. I looked over and was surprised. Because there was a picture on the page of the "black dog" I had seen today, with the face in its mouth.

Beside the pattern, there were a few lines of words: Jin Shile! You seem to be enjoying your life recently! Have you forgotten the deal? I'll give you three days. If you don't kill the ten-year old boy with the red cannon, I will make you cease to exist! "If you don't believe me, look at the stool under your butt!"

I hit the ground with my butt, hurting my femur. The chair that was originally sitting on instantly turned into dust. Smoke rose from the fine powder once again, dissipating into nothingness.

After staring blankly for a long time, I stood up from the ground. He walked over to the bedside and looked at the soundly sleeping Xiao Jun. He began to think about how to kill him.

The next day was New Year's Eve. Every household was busy putting couplets on their doors. The couplet was cut from red paper, written by an old man who knew calligraphy in the village. At that time, there were no gilt couplets of that kind sold.

When Er Nengdan and I were outside pasting the door pair together, we heard our neighbor crying again. I was so annoyed that I panicked. I couldn't help but grumble, "Why are you still crying even though it's the new year? Why are you crying so hard?" If a child doesn't exist, then just give birth to another child! "

Er Nengdan jumped down from the chair, patted on the dust on his hands and said: "I'll give him some money! The loss of a child was extremely pitiful! Who can walk out from this pain in such a short time! " He went to the house next door. After a while, however, the crying grew louder.

Er Nengdan left his house. I asked how much. Er Nengdan laughed and said he would give her five hundred, even if he were to sell his son, he would not be able to sell it at this price! I said why did his family cry again. Er Nengdan said that he was moved.

After a while there was no more crying at the house across the street. Niu Dewang and his wife came out, pushing the cart. Er Nengdan had already returned to the courtyard, leaving me at the entrance. They greeted me. I asked them what they were doing. Niu Dewang said he would go to the town to buy New Year's goods. I said not to cry. When Niu Dewang's daughter-in-law heard this, she started crying again. Niu Dewang said why would he cry? It was not over yet, there would be another one next year.

I asked if I should call the police. Niu Dewang said he would report after the new year. Right now, he was disturbing the police, causing trouble for them was not something he cared about. It was not strange for him to lose a child.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bang!" A series of knocks sounded. Niu Dewang looked up at our yard and asked what you had smashed. I said no, let me see. He then turned around and went back into the courtyard.

The knocking didn't come from the yard. but from the East Room. I hurried in. He saw that Er Nengdan was hammering the Urn Jar with an iron hammer. It scared me so much that my heart jumped as I shouted: "A good Urn Jar, why did you smash it!"

"Xiao Jun is definitely going to be smashed by me! He wants to play with the big ice inside! " Er Nengdan said.

"You can't just leave everything to the children! The Urn Jar is fine, leave it for later use! It's a pity that it broke! " I urged.

"This broken Urn Jar is only worth a few coins! It's the new year, we can't let our children cry! "You sure you don't want to see whose child it is!" As he said that, Er Nengdan smashed the Urn Jar with his hammer again.

"Crack!" A crack appeared on the Urn Jar's body.

"Stop smashing it!" The good thing is ruined! Isn't this what it means to be a prodigal!? " I shouted. He stepped forward and protected the Urn Jar with his body.

"Since it's broken, there's no use in staying. Just let me smash it!" Er Nengdan was anxious too.

"If I say we can't smash it, then we can't smash it. Do you listen to your brother?"

"Then I'll smash this!" Er Nengdan raised his hammer and rushed forward, fiercely smashing onto the large Urn Jar placed in the corner.

Crash! He crushed a piece of the large Urn Jar. Some of the ice inside was frozen empty. He saw the broken section of the blood-red neck frozen in the transparent ice.

"What is this?" Er Nengdan went over and bent down to check.