My view on the recent development strategy of ghost hunting and exorcism work

Guan Qing was kicked awake by someone, and before he could open his eyes, he could smell the burnt smell in the air. Someone laughed in his ear, clapping his hands and applauding: "The little lunatic is dead, the little lunatic is dead!"

To be honest, that kick was not hard, but it just hit Guan Qing's sore scriptures. He turned over without turning up, and fell face down on his face, staring at gold stars.

He also woke himself up completely.

He uttered a foul word in his heart, wiped his face, and saw a circle of four or five-year-old children around him, wearing coarse cloth shorts and shorts, of different heights, the tallest of them was holding a torch in his hand. stared at him kindly.

Guan Qing was so dazed that he couldn't find Bei Nan, and sat there blankly until the tall man leaned on him again with a fire bag, and he grabbed his wrist reflexively.

With this grasp, Guan Qing gasped, looking at his thin arms and legs like chicken feet in shock.

Although his size has shrunk, his grappling skills are still there. With every grasp and twist, the child cried loudly, "It hurts! Let go!"

The little boy stretched his leg and kicked Guan Qing again, Guan Qing yelled, pouted his buttocks and dodged to the side, and rolled up his sleeves, showing a fierce look: "What kind of brat are you, today I will replace your parents I will teach you a lesson!"

Probably because he acted too ferociously, the brats around him exclaimed, and immediately scattered: "The little lunatic is going crazy! He's going to eat people! Go away!"

The tall boy was probably dumbfounded by fright, or maybe he was stupefied by his disloyal friend, and stood there motionless.

Guan Qing and him stared at each other for a long time, then bared their teeth and licked their mouths: "It's the best food for a boy your age, the meat is fresh and tender, and the bones are crunchy!"

The little boy screamed in horror, kicked up a trail of dust, and disappeared in an instant.

Guan Qing silently wiped the dust off his face, and sat cross-legged on the ground for a long time, but he still didn't understand why he shrunk into a pudding when he opened and closed his eyes. At first glance, the child's clothes are not his prosperous, democratic, harmonious and friendly socialist society!

Did he die, or did he time travel?

After thinking wildly for a long time, Guan Qing didn't come up with a result. He sighed and looked down at his shrunken body.

He glanced at it and clicked his tongue, it was too miserable.

A yellow and thin little man with torn clothes, two big toes exposed in each pair of cloth shoes, covered in bruises and mud, like a mud monkey rolled out of a mire.

Before looking carefully at where she was injured, a figure ran over from far to near. She was a woman in her 40s, maybe younger in actual age, but her face was wrinkled due to a hard life.Seeing Guan Qing, she pulled him up distressedly, slapped off the mud and red circles under his eyes: "Have you been bullied by those bastard grandchildren again?"

Guan Qing let out an "ah", a little at a loss, not knowing what relationship she has with her body.

They looked like mother and son, but Guan Qing decided to keep silent to avoid revealing the truth.

The rough palm of the woman scraped him, causing Guan Qing to grin her teeth. She wiped her eyes and took Guan Qing's hand: "Let's go, Er Zi, go home with mother."

"Oh." Guan Qing was obediently led by her.

The woman walked all the way, talking all the way: "Second son, don't talk nonsense. You will be a person with great ability in the future." She looked around and whispered, "No one else can see those things, only you can see them, mother Find a good master for you, learn a good skill to travel around the rivers and lakes, and then live in a big house and eat meat every day."

Guan Qing clearly felt that the woman's palms tightened obviously when she mentioned those invisible things, and a layer of hot sweat leaked out.

She was afraid, she was afraid of him who could see those things, Guan Qing thought to himself.

After returning to the "home" of a few earthen huts, Guan Qing saw the "good master" in the women's mouth, a blind Taoist priest with a small beard, thin and lonely, and monkey-like.

As soon as the blind Taoist heard the sound of them coming in, his nose moved first, as if he smelled something rare.

His expression at that moment made Guan Qing feel that he was not a Taoist priest, but a fairy who smelled human.

"Come on, second son, call me master." The woman led Guan Qing forward.

Guan Qing's face was full of displeasure, and he remained silent.

The woman was anxious, and slapped him hard on the buttocks: "Call me master, second son! Daoist, don't mind, this kid has been stupid since he was a child, and he still admits life."

The Taoist twirled his beard happily, and waved his hand generously: "My child, don't be serious. Come, let me have a good look."

Regardless of Guan Qing's struggle, the woman handed his hand into the blind Taoist's palm.

"Yo!" The blind Taoist exclaimed as soon as he touched the bones of his hand, which made the woman tremble with fear. After touching him again, he exclaimed again and again, saying in amazement, "This son is extraordinary, he is born with immortal bones. If he enters my family, he will die in the future." There must be a good fortune that reaches heaven and earth. Good boy, good boy."

Guan Qing looked indifferent, Xiao Qi, it's not that I'm cuckolding you, it's because someone is forcibly taking advantage of me.

The woman was overjoyed immediately, and directly pulled Guan Qing to kowtow to the blind Taoist priest: "Second son, quickly kowtow to your master, and you will have hope in the future!"

Guan Qing stubbornly refused to submit, joke, he Guan Qing has never knelt before anyone in his life, and he would not be afraid of losing his life if he knelt down to this old liar.

The blind Taoist really has a bit of a heart. Seeing Guan Qing's stubbornness so far, he smiled and looked at him with admiration: "He has a backbone and a backbone, and he will become a great weapon in the future."

So Guan Qing was inexplicably sent by this cheap mother to this cheap master as an apprentice.

The Taoist rang the copper bell and led Guan Qing out of the village.

The small village gradually disappeared into Guan Qing's eyes like a cloud of smoke, and a sense of melancholy rose in his heart, which came from the fact that he knew that he would never come back here again.But he obviously never belonged here, why is he still nostalgic?

Guan Qing couldn't figure it out.

He didn't have time to think too much, the smile on the blind Taoist priest's face disappeared after leaving the village, and he said to Guan Qing coldly: "You are my apprentice, you can't be called Erzi, you have a great name, what is your name Guan?" ?”

Guan Qing remained silent, his eyes chasing the grasshoppers bouncing around in the grass.

After spending two lifetimes, he didn't expect to embark on the road of being a Taoist priest. He suddenly wanted to rebel and find a monk temple to shave his head to fight against this cheating life.

The blind Taoist sneered, and slapped the thin Guan Qing on the ground: "I'm talking to you! Today I will tell you clearly that my rules are too big for my master. If you tell me, you have to obey. Hit me!" You have to suffer! Don’t even think about running away, people are eating people in this chaos, and if you escape, you’ll be a sheep on someone’s table, do you understand?!”

Guan Qing was so angry that he got up with hands and feet, and when the Taoist kicked up again, he jumped forward, hugged his leg and beat him.

The Taoist was furious: "It's against you!"

Unexpectedly, Guan Qing's hammering was just a fake hammering, which made him staggered and fell to the ground, then turned around and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet: "Understood your uncle!"

He ran two steps, his feet were suddenly tied by a rope, and he jerked backwards.

With a gloomy face, the Taoist stepped on his back, causing Guan Qing to vomit out a mouthful of blood.

No matter how hard Guan Qing struggled, but his body was thin and boneless, if the Taoist stepped on him one more time, he would probably ascend to heaven and see the immortals immediately.

Guan Qing didn't realize it at this time, maybe now that he burped his fart, it would be God's eyes and treated him kindly.

Seeing that Guan Qing was dying and stopped moving, the blind Taoist finally mercifully spared him this time, and he poked the boy's frail body with his toes: "What I told your mother was not a lie, you are a qualified , follow me to practice hard, and you will have a good life in the future."

However, the so-called practicing well with Taoist priests is to worship him as a real immortal, and Guan Qing will do all the dirty work.During those days, Guan Qing was so tired that he could fall asleep standing up, but he still didn’t dare to sleep. If he fell asleep and couldn’t hear the Taoist’s order, he would be beaten severely. He felt that he was on the verge of being beaten every day.

The result of the temptation is often that he is half dead in the straw pile and licks his wounds.

He couldn't help sobbing softly as he licked and licked, the pain was on the one hand, and on the other hand he missed Xiao Qi very much.There is very little time for him to miss here, and he is busy enough to survive every day, but as soon as he thinks of the name Xiao Qi, he will be overwhelmed by great grievances in an instant, but no one here will love him and let him.

Guan Qing was crying and wiping the blood from the wound with dry straw, regretting that he had quarreled with Xiao Qi before when he had nothing to do, and the most wronged thing was that he was so hungry now...

The last meal he ate was a day ago, a corn bun. At that time, Guan Qing was gnashing his teeth, not understanding why there was such unpalatable food in the world.Thinking about it now, he just wants to say to Corn Wowotou, give him another chance to love it.

"Hey, where did the little beggar come from?"

Someone jumped from the roof and jumped into the haystack, startled by Guan Qing who was hiding here.

Guan Qing was also startled by him.

The two looked at each other, Guan Qing shrank back nervously, the man was wearing a bunt outfit, and there was a very obvious bloody smell on his body, he made a boo to Guan Qing.

Guan Qing nodded cautiously, and then saw the man cover him tightly with straw with his hands and feet.

Soon, there was a rush of horseshoes and footsteps not far away, and after a short stay, they hurried to the east.

After the man was sure that there was no one around, he let out a sigh of relief, lifted the grass, and slapped Guan Qing on the back of his neck, "Thank you, little beggar."

Guan Qing curled his lips and said coldly: "I am a Taoist priest."

It's not a beggar!

The man was amused by him, touched twice from his arms, took out a bag of dry food, grabbed two pancakes and threw them to Guan Qing: "All right, little Taoist priest, thank you this time, if anyone asks, don't say you saw it." Me. By the way, what's your name?"

Guan Qing took the cake in a daze, but when he raised his head, the man walked away, and waved to him: "Forget it, little Taoist priest, you don't ask your name when you meet in the rivers and lakes, and see you later."