There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Damn!

While drilling down to the bottom of the bed, the back of the old **** stick knocked off the bed board and made a cry.

With such an old bone, the old **** stick made him drill down to the narrow bed. It was really hard for him.

"Have you found anything about the old **** stick?"

The old **** stick creeped into the bed, and at first there was nothing strange to discover, but when the old **** stick turned over hard, it was changed to lying on its back with its back facing up, and suddenly a surprise sigh in the mouth.

"What's wrong?" Founder looked at the old **** stick under the bed.

"Little brother, Chen Zhixing, the college student we rescued, did not lie. There are a lot of yellow characters under the bed. There are at least twenty or thirty yellow characters under the bed. They are almost full of the bed board. . "

Perhaps it was because the supine posture in a narrow space made the old **** stick uncomfortable. After twisting his body a few times and re-changing a comfortable posture, he looked at the yellow rune attached to the bed board and continued: "But Well, I ’m quite familiar with it. Why did Chen Zhixing ask for so many yellow characters that no effect was found. "

"It turns out that the yellow characters bought by this high school student are all assembly line print editions!"

When it comes to a few words in the printed version, the tone of the old **** stick is obviously disdainful.

I don't know when it started.

Regardless of whether it is a temple, a Buddhist temple, or a rural village that sells yellow charms, all of them have changed with the times and have been transformed into evil spirits printed on the assembly line.

To give a simple example, when there is nothing to do, the yellow characters attached to the windows are all printed yellow characters.

For another example, funerals, groundbreaking, etc. have also been changed to printed yellow characters.

But if you think about it carefully, you can understand something.

After all, the country ’s population base of 1.3 billion people is there. In addition, during the reform and opening up period, all kinds of bulls, ghosts and snakes were destroyed. When demand exceeds supply, the market will self-regulate.

And this also disguised the business of many folk metaphysical people like Lao Shen stick.

Can the old **** stick disdain when it touches it?

Without the aura of the human body, the yellow symbols printed by the machine are soulless.

It's like eating melon seeds and eating only melon seeds and not melon seeds. You can only get the flesh of the seeds, but not the soul of the seeds.

This is the collision between ancient heritage and modern industrial civilization.

"Old God Stick, besides these yellow charms, do you find anything else?" Founder had already known about the yellow patch under the bed.

When Captain Fei confessed to Chen Zhixing, Chen Zhixing was mentioned in the video, so Founder was not surprised.

"Old man, let me see ..."

After the old **** stick finished speaking, the next time he learned about it, because Founder's vision was limited, he didn't know how the old **** stick looked under the bed.

It wasn't until a minute or two later that the old **** stick said: "There is nothing more than those fake runes."

"Little brother, can I come out old-fashioned? The space under the bed is so crowded that I am a little bit uncomfortable."

Just when the old magic stick was about to be drilled out again, Founder stopped the old magic stick.

"Old God Stick, wait for a while, and come out later. You said that when Chen Miaoqi hid in her brother's room, he secretly hid under the bed when the light was most difficult to find? Or would he choose to turn on the light? Hide under the bed?

Before waiting for the old magic stick to react, the light bulb in the bedroom suddenly went out and suddenly fell into darkness.

The old **** stick was startled: "How come it suddenly gets dark?"

"Did you turn off the light, little brother?"

Facing the sudden darkness, the old **** stick was startled and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he forgot that he was lying under the bed at this time. As a result, with a loud bang, his head slammed on the bed board, and a painful cry came immediately. Lao Shen stick under the bed while covering a big bag with his forehead, while complaining that Founder was too abrupt, saying that it would be closed, and would not give him a little time to prepare.

The old **** stick was screaming and complaining. As a result, after listening to a loud bang, Founder left the bedroom and shut the old **** stick under the dark black bedroom bed alone.

The old **** stick was frightened, and he struggled without thinking about it. But in the dark bedroom, coupled with his old age, his eyesight deteriorated. An extra bag.

Just now, click ...

In the darkness, a slight twist of the door handle sounded.

The old **** stick moves.

The two eyes under the bed looked subconsciously towards the door.

Click, click ... The door handle, which was not clear in the dark, twisted a few times, and then, with a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Quiet, dark outlines blurred.

Click ...

Click ...

There was a pair of vague feet, walking into the bedroom, the old **** stick under the bed holding his breath, trying to see if the pair of vague feet entering the dark bedroom was the founder he knew.

His eyes moved little by little.

Follow the fuzzy feet coming in from the door.

Click, click, click ... close! It's coming! Closer! The old **** stick subconsciously held his breath, watching the blurry feet gradually approaching the side of the bed ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The old **** stick quietly demonized one hand into the robe with one hand, holding a hard object in the robe, just When you're ready to call out and find out whether it's founder ... how do you know!

The two feet in the dark bedroom suddenly changed direction, and actually walked back to the bedroom door. It seems that they forgot to turn on the light and wanted to go back to the bedroom door to turn on the light again.

Because that direction is where the light switch is.

And next to the switch on the wall, there was a dressing mirror standing upright ... When those two feet passed the dressing mirror, they kept following their eyes, and the old **** stick hidden under the bed suddenly froze.

In the mirror, there is no master who shines!

Only one bed appeared in the mirror!

And a person hiding under the bed!

When seeing the person under the bed reflected in the mirror, the old **** stick said in a lying trough: "Little brother! There are ghosts under the bed !!!"

In fact, there is no need to shout!

A ghost-headed knife has split the wind and the waves, and the rapid initial velocity has caused the blade to squeeze out the air on both sides, and a sound burst in the small bedroom.

"caught you!!"

"Explode me !!"

This knife came too fast, Peng!

The full-length mirror burst directly.

The great force on the blade, even the cast, continued to break the wall behind the mirror together with the full-length mirror, boom!

The blade of hot, hot pure Yang energy shattered the mirror fiercely.

Mirror fragments, mirror wooden bracket fragments, masonry fragments on the wall, and a large number of fragments were all slashed out by this knife, and the living room outside the bedroom was directly turned into a mess.

At this moment, there was a dark shadow, escaping from the broken mirror, screaming in midair, trying to escape.

"Get me back !!"

He raised the palm of the innate **** Gang and grabbed the black shadow who wanted to escape. The innate **** Gang, which was found by Fangzheng, was a fusion of a lot of pure Yang internal strength.