24 hour
Chapter 8 Hour 8
"Who's coming?" Wu Jia asked in a low voice, but those voices suddenly disappeared again. Wu Jia waited for a while and didn't reply. Grandma Zou's footsteps over there were getting closer and closer. Wu Jia quickly squatted down, Lie down all over, and carefully climb under the bed from the locust tree that avoids the window.
Wu Jia crawled all the way to the corner close to the closet and shrunk. He lay down on the ground and carefully glanced out from the corner of his eye. At this angle, the high branches of the locust tree were blocked by the windows and walls, and the branches extending in were almost completely horizontal. On the bed, unable to reach under the bed.Just after Wu Jia hid for a while, the sound of footsteps from the inner room had already gone outside. Wu Jia didn't dare to move, and could only hear the sound of slippers rubbing against the ground.
"Wu Jia," Grandma Zou's voice was filled with a kind of low pleasure, and the rising tone was squeezed into a hoarse texture, which made one almost imagine her shriveled little face with a smile on her face, "You Where?"
Wu Jia waited for a while, and felt the footsteps turned to the door again. He secretly turned around and wanted to climb back to the closet, when he suddenly heard a bang, and there was a slight vibration on the ground, followed by something rolling on the ground sound.Wu Jia looked over and saw that it was a round object, which seemed to have a layer of fur on the surface, which was dark.Wu Jia was wary of the thing rolling to the bottom of the bed, staring at it firmly, the thing suddenly bumped against the chair leg, turned over, revealing a pair of pale eyes without eyeballs.
head!That's a head!
Wu Jia's whole body trembled violently, and he was about to yell out almost immediately. He tightly covered his mouth and tried his best not to make a sound. The sound is infinitely amplified in a small space.
Wu Jia closed his eyes hard, forced himself to calm down, let go of his mouth with trembling hands, and began to look at the head.
The eye that was exposed to Wu Jia's eyes was wide open, and the white skin of the eye was turned over. I don't know whether it was because it was fair during life or after death. It looked very pale.The one facing Wu Jia was just a side face, with a small nose and indistinct face contour, it was a child.
The footsteps approached again, Wu Jia shrank back cautiously, his eyes were still fixed on that side, his pale wrinkled hand stretched out from above to pick up the head, but the first time he didn't hold it well, The head rolled around on the ground again, this time the whole face was facing Wu Jia.
Wu Jia's heart beat wildly again when he saw that face that had just calmed down, Wu Jia couldn't hold back his short breath, it turned out to be his own face!
The air was silent for a moment, and Grandma Zou, who was bending over to pick up her head, paused.
A gust of wind came in from the window, the branches above were moved by the wind, the flowers were blown off, and one flower slowly fluttered from the bed to Wu Jia's side.Wu Jia was too frightened by Grandma Zou who was almost frozen, and didn't have time to pay attention to the fallen flowers.
At this moment, Wu Jia suddenly felt a low, distorted laughter behind his ears, "I found you."
When Wu Jia turned his head, Grandma Zou stared at him with eyes full of whites, and forced out a narrow and weird smile.
Almost at the same time, Wu Jia's ears were filled with noisy and chaotic voices.Wu Jia screamed and crawled desperately out of the bed. Grandma Zou moved very quickly, grabbing his ankle and pulling him towards her.The space under the bed was narrow, so Wu Jia turned over and kicked the opponent hard twice. He was so frightened that he kicked him away with all his strength.Wu Jia took advantage of this time to quickly crawl out.
The locust tree, which was still motionless just now, started to dance with the notes. Wu Jia glanced out the window, and saw that there was something trying to break free from the knot on the trunk, and gradually a face appeared.
Wu Jia rushed to the door and twisted the handle, but he still couldn't move.The branches of the locust tree are too long to reach him, so they just waved at the window randomly, but Grandma Zou would climb out to catch him at any time.Wu Jia rushed into the back room and locked the door. There was only one window in the back room. He quickly climbed up to open the window, but he couldn't open the window after gritted his teeth for a long time.
There was already the sound of opening the door, Wu Jia jumped down from the window, his finger was cut in a hurry, Wu Jia was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted abruptly, he immediately ran to the door and painted on the door with blood. A big ghost town charm.At last, there was nothing wrong with the danger here, the black and red blood immediately glowed, and there was a scream from outside.
Wu Jia quickly picked up the things in the house and tried his best to smash the window. The window was extremely strong, and the child's strength was not strong. Wu Jia's smashed arm and tiger's mouth were painful, but only a few cracks were smashed, and the spell at the door But his strength was getting weaker and weaker, Wu Jia turned around anxiously, "What should I do, what should I do!"
He clenched his fists unconsciously, and suddenly heard an almost manic voice, those voices beside his ears were talking crazily, it took Wu Jia a long time to hear what they were saying clearly.
"I'm coming!"
"They're here!"
Unlike last time, Wu Jia immediately realized who was coming, and he shouted out the window: "Brother Yan!" The pendant on his neck suddenly became hot, and then the window next to him was slammed smash.There was also the sound of the door being violently opened behind him, and Wu Jia hurriedly climbed up the window and jumped out.
Zhang Anyan followed from the opposite side, supported Wu Jia, and dragged Wu Jia back a few steps.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of glass cracking behind him, Zhang Anyan stopped suddenly, raised his hand and drew something on Wu Jia's body, and pushed him aside, "Go and hide aside, don't smell the fragrance of flowers. "
Wu Jia lowered his head only to realize that Zhang Anyan's blood had painted on his body an evil figure.
Shayin pictures are very powerful to ward off evil spirits and save life, but most people can't draw them, or they have to have a profound knowledge of Taoism and deeds like Zhang Zexuan, whose breath alone is enough to make ghosts fear. People with evil spirits in their lives have dangerous qi and blood, and nourish their plans with blood.Wu Jia has not been a teacher of Zhang Zexuan for a long time, but he has heard of the prestige of Sha Yintu, Zhang Anyan will never have Zhang Zexuan's foundation.Wu Jia was stunned aside for a moment, Zhang Anyan was actually a god of evil.
On the other side, Zhang Anyan set up an formation under the tree, his feet swept quickly, attracting the spirit of heaven and earth, communicating with the spirits of heaven and earth, and drawing something with blood in mid-air.Grandma Zou seemed to be irritated, her eyes were full of bulging veins, her nails became long and blood red, her body was slightly arched and she ran towards Zhang Anyan.
Zhang Anyan was not afraid, he only stepped back slightly, and the needles under his feet burst out with scorching flames and wrapped around Grandma Zou.Zhang Anyan drew a few circles in the air with his bloody palm, and sent it forward suddenly, Grandma Zou let out a scream.It took Wu Jia a long time to understand that Zhang Anyan actually used blood as a knife to cut the opponent in half.
The burst of fire ate away the last bit of the ghost's strength and then extinguished it. Only the body of Grandma Zou was still lying on the ground. She lay there for a while, then got up stupidly as if she hadn't seen Zhang Anyan and Wu Jia. Walked back into the house.
Wu Jia was stunned for a while before she stepped forward and asked, "Brother Yan, Grandma Zou..."
Zhang Anyan explained to Wu Jia: "He died a long time ago." He turned around and looked at the locust tree in front of him, Wu Jia found that the face in the bump had a frightened expression, even the note was trembling, Zhang Anyan Zhang Fuzhu burned it clean, turned his head and said to Wu Jia: "There are ghosts in the wood, they are easy to give birth to corpses, stay away from the locust tree in the future."
Wu Jia nodded and asked again: "Brother Yan, why are you here?"
Zhang Anyan pinched the black pendant around Wu Jia's neck, "This is black gold."
"black gold?"
"Heijin has a strong yin energy, can raise little ghosts, and separate the souls of little ghosts to perceive each other."
It took Wu Jia a while to realize what it was that kept shouting in his ear, and his hairs stood on end.
Nothing happened that day, and the two went home directly.It was only on the third day that I heard that Grandma Zou died suddenly while eating at noon, and within a quarter of an hour, she rotted to the point where only her bones remained. On the same day, the pagoda tree in the yard also died, and the city was full of disturbances. The rumors were not good. The thing took away the soul, and it made some people panic for a while.
Wu Jia's Fengjiu has been with the two of them for more than half a semester, and it's so lively.Zhang Anyan didn't finish his school transfer in the first half of the year, and he was most familiar with the way out of the classroom to Wu Jia's class.It wasn't until Wu Jia celebrated his birthday and turned ten years old that these sinister and trivial matters disappeared, the three masters and apprentices had a rest, and Zhang Anyan was able to enjoy a normal campus life without having to be demerited for frequent absenteeism without reason.
Wu Jia also gradually learned more and more, and the more he learned, the better he became. He would not be scared by little ghosts and run around, and he could subdue those who were not too difficult to deal with.I closed my eyes in a blink of an eye in elementary school, entered junior high school, high school, university, and then entered the society. Until now, I have been doing private work of avoiding evil and gathering ghosts while working, and my life is wonderful and carefree.
Wu Jia crawled all the way to the corner close to the closet and shrunk. He lay down on the ground and carefully glanced out from the corner of his eye. At this angle, the high branches of the locust tree were blocked by the windows and walls, and the branches extending in were almost completely horizontal. On the bed, unable to reach under the bed.Just after Wu Jia hid for a while, the sound of footsteps from the inner room had already gone outside. Wu Jia didn't dare to move, and could only hear the sound of slippers rubbing against the ground.
"Wu Jia," Grandma Zou's voice was filled with a kind of low pleasure, and the rising tone was squeezed into a hoarse texture, which made one almost imagine her shriveled little face with a smile on her face, "You Where?"
Wu Jia waited for a while, and felt the footsteps turned to the door again. He secretly turned around and wanted to climb back to the closet, when he suddenly heard a bang, and there was a slight vibration on the ground, followed by something rolling on the ground sound.Wu Jia looked over and saw that it was a round object, which seemed to have a layer of fur on the surface, which was dark.Wu Jia was wary of the thing rolling to the bottom of the bed, staring at it firmly, the thing suddenly bumped against the chair leg, turned over, revealing a pair of pale eyes without eyeballs.
head!That's a head!
Wu Jia's whole body trembled violently, and he was about to yell out almost immediately. He tightly covered his mouth and tried his best not to make a sound. The sound is infinitely amplified in a small space.
Wu Jia closed his eyes hard, forced himself to calm down, let go of his mouth with trembling hands, and began to look at the head.
The eye that was exposed to Wu Jia's eyes was wide open, and the white skin of the eye was turned over. I don't know whether it was because it was fair during life or after death. It looked very pale.The one facing Wu Jia was just a side face, with a small nose and indistinct face contour, it was a child.
The footsteps approached again, Wu Jia shrank back cautiously, his eyes were still fixed on that side, his pale wrinkled hand stretched out from above to pick up the head, but the first time he didn't hold it well, The head rolled around on the ground again, this time the whole face was facing Wu Jia.
Wu Jia's heart beat wildly again when he saw that face that had just calmed down, Wu Jia couldn't hold back his short breath, it turned out to be his own face!
The air was silent for a moment, and Grandma Zou, who was bending over to pick up her head, paused.
A gust of wind came in from the window, the branches above were moved by the wind, the flowers were blown off, and one flower slowly fluttered from the bed to Wu Jia's side.Wu Jia was too frightened by Grandma Zou who was almost frozen, and didn't have time to pay attention to the fallen flowers.
At this moment, Wu Jia suddenly felt a low, distorted laughter behind his ears, "I found you."
When Wu Jia turned his head, Grandma Zou stared at him with eyes full of whites, and forced out a narrow and weird smile.
Almost at the same time, Wu Jia's ears were filled with noisy and chaotic voices.Wu Jia screamed and crawled desperately out of the bed. Grandma Zou moved very quickly, grabbing his ankle and pulling him towards her.The space under the bed was narrow, so Wu Jia turned over and kicked the opponent hard twice. He was so frightened that he kicked him away with all his strength.Wu Jia took advantage of this time to quickly crawl out.
The locust tree, which was still motionless just now, started to dance with the notes. Wu Jia glanced out the window, and saw that there was something trying to break free from the knot on the trunk, and gradually a face appeared.
Wu Jia rushed to the door and twisted the handle, but he still couldn't move.The branches of the locust tree are too long to reach him, so they just waved at the window randomly, but Grandma Zou would climb out to catch him at any time.Wu Jia rushed into the back room and locked the door. There was only one window in the back room. He quickly climbed up to open the window, but he couldn't open the window after gritted his teeth for a long time.
There was already the sound of opening the door, Wu Jia jumped down from the window, his finger was cut in a hurry, Wu Jia was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted abruptly, he immediately ran to the door and painted on the door with blood. A big ghost town charm.At last, there was nothing wrong with the danger here, the black and red blood immediately glowed, and there was a scream from outside.
Wu Jia quickly picked up the things in the house and tried his best to smash the window. The window was extremely strong, and the child's strength was not strong. Wu Jia's smashed arm and tiger's mouth were painful, but only a few cracks were smashed, and the spell at the door But his strength was getting weaker and weaker, Wu Jia turned around anxiously, "What should I do, what should I do!"
He clenched his fists unconsciously, and suddenly heard an almost manic voice, those voices beside his ears were talking crazily, it took Wu Jia a long time to hear what they were saying clearly.
"I'm coming!"
"They're here!"
Unlike last time, Wu Jia immediately realized who was coming, and he shouted out the window: "Brother Yan!" The pendant on his neck suddenly became hot, and then the window next to him was slammed smash.There was also the sound of the door being violently opened behind him, and Wu Jia hurriedly climbed up the window and jumped out.
Zhang Anyan followed from the opposite side, supported Wu Jia, and dragged Wu Jia back a few steps.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of glass cracking behind him, Zhang Anyan stopped suddenly, raised his hand and drew something on Wu Jia's body, and pushed him aside, "Go and hide aside, don't smell the fragrance of flowers. "
Wu Jia lowered his head only to realize that Zhang Anyan's blood had painted on his body an evil figure.
Shayin pictures are very powerful to ward off evil spirits and save life, but most people can't draw them, or they have to have a profound knowledge of Taoism and deeds like Zhang Zexuan, whose breath alone is enough to make ghosts fear. People with evil spirits in their lives have dangerous qi and blood, and nourish their plans with blood.Wu Jia has not been a teacher of Zhang Zexuan for a long time, but he has heard of the prestige of Sha Yintu, Zhang Anyan will never have Zhang Zexuan's foundation.Wu Jia was stunned aside for a moment, Zhang Anyan was actually a god of evil.
On the other side, Zhang Anyan set up an formation under the tree, his feet swept quickly, attracting the spirit of heaven and earth, communicating with the spirits of heaven and earth, and drawing something with blood in mid-air.Grandma Zou seemed to be irritated, her eyes were full of bulging veins, her nails became long and blood red, her body was slightly arched and she ran towards Zhang Anyan.
Zhang Anyan was not afraid, he only stepped back slightly, and the needles under his feet burst out with scorching flames and wrapped around Grandma Zou.Zhang Anyan drew a few circles in the air with his bloody palm, and sent it forward suddenly, Grandma Zou let out a scream.It took Wu Jia a long time to understand that Zhang Anyan actually used blood as a knife to cut the opponent in half.
The burst of fire ate away the last bit of the ghost's strength and then extinguished it. Only the body of Grandma Zou was still lying on the ground. She lay there for a while, then got up stupidly as if she hadn't seen Zhang Anyan and Wu Jia. Walked back into the house.
Wu Jia was stunned for a while before she stepped forward and asked, "Brother Yan, Grandma Zou..."
Zhang Anyan explained to Wu Jia: "He died a long time ago." He turned around and looked at the locust tree in front of him, Wu Jia found that the face in the bump had a frightened expression, even the note was trembling, Zhang Anyan Zhang Fuzhu burned it clean, turned his head and said to Wu Jia: "There are ghosts in the wood, they are easy to give birth to corpses, stay away from the locust tree in the future."
Wu Jia nodded and asked again: "Brother Yan, why are you here?"
Zhang Anyan pinched the black pendant around Wu Jia's neck, "This is black gold."
"black gold?"
"Heijin has a strong yin energy, can raise little ghosts, and separate the souls of little ghosts to perceive each other."
It took Wu Jia a while to realize what it was that kept shouting in his ear, and his hairs stood on end.
Nothing happened that day, and the two went home directly.It was only on the third day that I heard that Grandma Zou died suddenly while eating at noon, and within a quarter of an hour, she rotted to the point where only her bones remained. On the same day, the pagoda tree in the yard also died, and the city was full of disturbances. The rumors were not good. The thing took away the soul, and it made some people panic for a while.
Wu Jia's Fengjiu has been with the two of them for more than half a semester, and it's so lively.Zhang Anyan didn't finish his school transfer in the first half of the year, and he was most familiar with the way out of the classroom to Wu Jia's class.It wasn't until Wu Jia celebrated his birthday and turned ten years old that these sinister and trivial matters disappeared, the three masters and apprentices had a rest, and Zhang Anyan was able to enjoy a normal campus life without having to be demerited for frequent absenteeism without reason.
Wu Jia also gradually learned more and more, and the more he learned, the better he became. He would not be scared by little ghosts and run around, and he could subdue those who were not too difficult to deal with.I closed my eyes in a blink of an eye in elementary school, entered junior high school, high school, university, and then entered the society. Until now, I have been doing private work of avoiding evil and gathering ghosts while working, and my life is wonderful and carefree.
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