The old man stared blankly at the porridge, and then at the scholar-looking Chen Chu. His lips trembled as he wanted to say something. He swallowed it back, and after a long time he uttered a vague sentence: "Bring me another bowl, Anan wants to eat too!"

Just now A-mei, now Anan, old man, you can think of whatever name you want...

Chen Chu made another bowl and put it on the square table, then turned around and went to the yard. His eyesight was very good now, and he could see clearly even when it was completely dark.

The old man slapped the table hard: "Where are you going if you don't want to eat? Come and eat!"

Chen Chu was startled by the sound. He felt that Anan was calling him, so he had to come over and sit down and said: "Old man, my name is Chen Chu, not Anan, but I haven't asked for your name yet..."

The old man stared: "I am who I am!"

Your answer is a bit high level.

Chen Chu smiled softly: "Okay, as long as you are happy." He picked up the bowl and drank the porridge with a slightly earthy smell. I don't know if the rice was unclean or the wild vegetables were not washed. Well, it seems that the wild vegetables were not washed... …

After dinner, the old man returned to the rocks in the yard and stared at the rape flowers he planted, as if he could see something different on them.

Chen Chu had to wash the dishes, and there was very little water left in the kitchen tank. He was new here and didn't want to use the water god's authority to collect water vapor. He took a pole and two buckets to the well outside to pick up water several times.

During the day, the old woman was still awake. She was a little surprised and said: "Young man, aren't you a scholar? You can actually carry a bucket? It's because the old man has no water to use. Hey, that old man..."

The two buckets of water were as light as nothing on Chen Chu's shoulders. He smiled and said, "No, no, I just want to stretch my muscles." He poured water into the water tank, but he was a little lazy and collected the water vapor. The two buckets of water released two and a half buckets. The water tank will soon be full...

After reading "Encyclopedia of Ghosts and Ghosts from a Chinese Studio", Chen Chu had some vague guesses about the white-haired man in Tan Jinxuan's family, but he still couldn't be sure.

The ghosts and ghosts in Liaozhai are very strange, and the settings of the stories are also different. For example, a scholar fell in love with a female ghost, and studied the mystery of the flesh and blood piston every night, which really allowed them to discover the truth of life! The female ghost said that she was the daughter of someone in life, but after death she fell in love with the scholar in front of her. Because of the piston every night, she gained a lot of yang energy from the human body. All she had to do was dig her grave at a certain time on a certain day. If you pull out the coffin nails and lift the lid of the coffin, you can live... In fact, you can actually live, it's so outrageous.

Even after his wife died, the underworld felt that she had a deep relationship with her husband in the human world, so it let her back to accompany her as a ghost!

The man was okay at first, but not so well later on, because the ghost couldn't give birth to a child (other short stories can give birth), and he married a living concubine. As a result, the ghost wife got angry and started fighting with the concubine. The man felt that it was not okay and asked for help from an expert. , and nailed four peach wood nails around his wife's grave to stabilize it.

The white-haired man who attacked Xu Sanniang had an obvious intention, not to kill her but to lust after her.

It should be the existence of perverted ghosts and fairies, but there are too many of this type in Liaozhai. Among living people, men and women are perverted, and male ghosts and female ghosts are also perverted. The adjective "a night of fun" is often used. The white-haired man doesn't look like a being who can just let it go. Only by getting rid of him completely can we avoid the possibility of Xu Sanniang encountering him again...

Ask the city god, ask the earth god?

Chen Chu didn't dare to ask for the time being. In the world of "Tuodi Exorcist", he ran into the City God's Temple, and all the gods became enemies. If he could scare others in this world, he might have to use his body and "dark blood" to change his appearance in order to continue to mix. . Including his current appearance, the original features have been adjusted...

It was late at night and the old man went to sleep.

Chen Chu withdrew from his meditation practice, glanced at the dark night sky, walked to the corner of the yard, jumped into the sky, and flew towards the highest mountain nearby.

At the top of the mountain, he took out a heavy square table from the air and placed it on the ground. He placed an incense burner, yellow paper, fragrant peach wood sword on it, and finally placed a book of the Heavenly Mantra in front of him.

In layman's terms, opening a magic altar means setting up a signal base station on site to call the gods for remote support, but it is not that simple. In addition to calling for help, the role of the magic altar can also strengthen the caster's communication with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Let the power of daily spells and spells be increased...

In a battle between warlocks, unless there is an opposition between good and evil, it is impossible to bring in the help of gods. Just kidding, if the brothers challenge each other, the senior brother brings Erlang Shen, and the junior brother brings Sun Wukong. Isn't this a battle of fire?

The wind on the mountain was very strong. Chen Chu's eyes flashed red and he scanned the surrounding area. There was nothing unusual. He took out four apricot-yellow pennants and threw them out with all his strength. They landed on the southeast, northwest and northwest of the altar, and tied them with one hand. Seal, and shouted in a low voice: "Ding!" As his voice fell, the wind stopped.

He took out the grass leaves he collected in the woods during the day, which were stained with the blood of the white-haired man.

Chen Chu had not done anything like casting a curse in several worlds. Now he was weaving blood-stained grass leaves into a straw man with his bare hands, and he suddenly felt like a craftsman again.

Leaning the straw man on the incense burner, Chen Chu took out a piece of yellow paper and drew the Soul Mantra, pasted it on the forehead of the straw man, formed a seal with both hands, and began to recite the Soul Mantra, then grabbed the peach wood sword and danced, and finally grabbed it with his left hand in the air He poured a bottle of white wine into his mouth, sprayed it on the ignited fragrance, and a fire surged up. The tip of the sword touched the talisman between the straw man's eyebrows: "Same!"

He took out four steel needles and inserted them into the scarecrow's heart, Dantian, perineum, and finally towards Tianling...

In a cave in the mountains outside Zichuan County, the white-haired man who failed to attack Xu Sanniang during the day sat on a stone chair and looked sad. There were several wine jars on the table, and he was holding a large bowl and pouring wine into his mouth. There was a noise outside at this moment, and a man with the same bare chest and back came in, but he had long brown hair and a long face.

Seeing that the white-haired man kept drinking, the brown-haired man hurriedly came over to take down the bowl and asked: "Didn't you go hunting for beauty? Why did you call me here in such a hurry? With such a sad look on your face, could it be that you met me?" What's the difficulty?"

The white-haired man pulled off his shirt, turned around, exposed several holes on his back and two holes on his legs, and said: "I originally fell in love with a young lady whose husband is suffering from dementia. That lady is so beautiful, I can't wait until nightfall. So I went there during the day, and the young lady was so pretty, I was so happy that I forgot to take on the appearance of a handsome man and took action, but the young lady screamed and attracted a young scholar!"

The brown-haired man frowned and said: "Bai Wuyi is a scholar. Could it be that your injury was poked out by the scholar with a bamboo spear? It's a small injury. With your cultivation and magic power, it only takes one day to heal!"

The white-haired man sighed: "That scholar is not simple. He gave me a slap when he came up, which made my insides burn! I drew my sword to cut off his head, but the scholar did not dodge. His hands were golden, and my sword was like a soft weapon. It rolled up like mud and was very fierce."

"My magic power was suppressed during the day, and I just wanted to avoid the peak temporarily and wait until night, but the scholar actually chased me out and hit me in the back several times with a delicate small fire gun, leaving these holes... I managed to escape , but I discovered a problem, my transformation technique seems to have failed."

The more he talked, the more depressed he became. The hole was not healing very slowly. He suddenly became angry. He took a sip of wine and his face changed. He tightly grasped the left side of his chest with his right hand and said with a pained look on his face: "Ah... my heart is so good." pain!"

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