"Tonight, I'll stay on the first floor for the night."
"Old god stick, Sun Yushu, stay on the second floor and take care of the two old people inside."
Bang!
The half-man box in Fang Zheng's hand dropped heavily and the clang of gold and iron made Old god stick and Sun Yushu's eyebrows jump.
Isn't this a musical instrument?
Why does it sound... As heavy as solid iron?
"Brother fang, thank you... But, won't it be too hard for you to stay up all night? Or brother fang, rest first, I'll stay up for the first half of the night." Sun Yushu, on the other hand, offered to share the burden with Fang Zheng.
But how did he know that with Fang Zheng's current physique, meditation could offset the sleep of ordinary people. Even if he stayed up for a night or two occasionally, it didn't matter much.
"No, if you really meet a ghost, it won't be very useful for ordinary people to keep vigil." Fang Zheng thanked him for his kindness.
"That ghost is not an earth-bound spirit. If it keeps hiding in the dark like a cockroach, none of us can find it."
"Now we can only wait until it takes the initiative to throw itself into the trap. If the temple collapses and it is trying to force your teacher out, then it has succeeded and will definitely come back to your teacher again."
Then, Fang Zheng sat on the first floor with a large gold knife and a vertical box held in one hand.
"Go to the second floor and take care of the two old people. If anything happens, call out immediately."
...
It was night, and time passed by.
The night was getting darker and darker.
As Fang Zheng said, the only thing they could do now was to wait for the rabbit.
In the countryside, they rested early at night. Although the collapse of the ancestral temple happened tonight and the villagers discussed it for a while, they could not bear the tiredness brought by the thick night. The villagers quickly rested.
Li Gaokang woke up in the middle of the night, feeling his bladder getting bigger and bigger. He rushed out to water the tree at the door.
Today, I don't know what happened at home. The sewer was suddenly blocked, so I couldn't use the toilet, so I had to solve it on the spot.
Li Gaokang turned his head to look at Tao Wenguang's house, which was right across from his house.
It turned out that Tao Wenguang's house was brightly lit, with lights on both the first and second floors. Li Gaokang could understand that. After all, after all, such a big thing happened, it would be difficult for the Tao Wenguang family to sleep, right?
Li Gaokang thought of the recent frenzied barking of chickens and dogs, and also thought of the same frenzied barking of chickens and dogs in the village before the landslide tonight.
The villagers had always believed that black dogs and roosters could ward off evil spirits and see things that people could not see.
Like ghosts...
Just as he thought of this word in his mind, Li Gaokang's body couldn't help but shiver. He quickly stopped thinking and cursed himself that he was sick.
I scare myself in the middle of the night.
His head was numb, as if he could feel someone standing behind him. He quickly turned around and looked behind him. Fortunately, there was nothing.
But at this moment, suddenly, the chickens and dogs in the countryside began to howl wildly. As soon as he thought of something, Li Gaokang was shocked and hurriedly settled it before returning to the house. As a result... Patter, patter...
Li Gaokang had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard footsteps following behind him.
Patter... Patter... A few more steps, no mistake, there were footsteps behind him!
"Who is it!" Li Gaokang braved himself and turned around to drink.
Whoosh!
There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing past, causing goosebumps to appear on the outer arms of the short sleeves and chills to stand up, but there was no one behind them.
But when Li Gaokang walked again, there were footsteps behind him. Li Gaokang's face turned pale. He didn't dare to look behind him. He just wanted to run home as soon as possible. But it was so close that the brightly lit doorstep seemed to never end. No matter how hard he ran, he could not reach the doorstep. The light and shadow were stretched infinitely.
Whew! Snap!
A copper coin was thrown up and covered with a scarred palm.
"Guess, is it a word or a picture?"
Li Gaokang's face turned pale as he saw that under the shadow of the old tree at the door, a strange man appeared out of nowhere, his whole body wrapped in a black windbreaker, and even his face did not show.
Li Gaokang was frightened. He suddenly remembered a rumor in the countryside.
If a person walks at night and hears footsteps behind him or someone calling his name, don't look behind him. As soon as he looks back, he will blow out three fires. He... He was...
Li Gaokang tried so hard to run, but he could not run out of the room. The strange man in the shadow seemed to be entangled with him, throwing out copper coins and repeating the same words over and over again, "Guess, is it a word or a picture?"
One kept running,
One kept repeating a sentence,
It was like a videotape on a cassette, repeated over and over again.
But at this moment, mu ran!
An orangutan red, cinnabar, inkline box suddenly fell from the sky, thud!
It hit the ground hard and straight, because the force was too great, the blade box was embedded in the ground several centimeters.
Li Gaokang was horrified to find that he had always thought he was running, but in fact, he had been rolling around in the muddy ground where he was. At this moment, his face and body were covered with the thick smell of urine.
Li Gaokang fainted in shock.
"Is this your way of borrowing yang?" There was a figure with a long black shadow trailing behind him from the streetlight overhead, and it was Fang Zheng.
Whew!
Snap!
A shiny white coin was thrown into the air, then covered with the palm of his right hand on the back of his left hand. Fang Zheng looked at the strange man in the windbreaker who was hiding in the dark like a cockroach before his eyes and smiled as he handed out the palm of his hand, "Guess, is it a word or a flower?"
But... Whew! Slap!
"Guess, is it a word or a picture?" The windbreaker in the dark shadow stretched out his scarred palm. This time, he was talking to the other party.
Whew, pa, Fang Zheng caught the coin and handed it over, "Guess, is it a word or a flower?"
Whew! Pa! A pair of scarred palms handed to Fang Zheng, "Guess, is it a word or a picture?"
...
"Guess, is it a word or a flower?"
"Guess, is it a word or a picture?"
Under the shade of the old tree, there were two figures throwing coins at each other over and over again. One was hidden in the dark shadow, the other was standing under the light in the middle of the road.
One represents darkness,
One is light.
In this way, the two strange people, deadlocked in the middle of the night, repeatedly throwing coins, handed out their palms, let the other party guess the pros and cons.
Two minutes, three minutes...
Just like that, the cycle of stalemate continued, and Fang Zheng's face was filled with a playful smile.
When it seemed as if they were going to keep playing like this... The second floor window of Tao Wenguang's house was pushed open and Old god stick's head was poked out. The expression on his face was like a resentful woman in a deep room, and he cried out gloomily, "Little brother, you are haunted!"
"We agreed to go out to the bathroom and call you for a long time, but you didn't answer. I didn't expect you to run across the street and play a little game with someone in the middle of the night. Who was that person?"
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