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

Guan Qing watched the man's back getting further and further away, and finally turned into a small black spot, disappearing on the distant mountain road.

He curled his lips, wiped his hands on the straw twice, and stuffed two pieces of pancakes into his stomach hungrily.

No matter how hard the life is, Guan Qing is a dog skin plaster that cannot be broken, and he can always have fun in the bitterness so that he can live a good life.It's just that whenever he couldn't bear the hunger, he would inexplicably think of those two dry pancakes. The taste of the pancakes was not good, the surface was dead and hard, and the sesame seeds were pitifully scarce, but Guan Qing just couldn't forget it, just like he couldn't forget the man in front of him. The one on the back of the neck.

Suffering and suffering, the world was severely drought, foreign enemies invaded, and dead people filled pits of bones.There is no light in the world, and all souls in the four circles are mourning together. It was a day when the gods couldn't find a way out. Guan Qing sat on a thin-skinned coffin,

The empty stomach burned so much that he kept vomiting acid water, and he felt in a trance that he might not make it through tonight.

I don't know if he will meet Xiao Qi after he dies...

At this time, the cheap "Master" called Guan Qing over, and the blackened yellow nails raised Guan Qing's sharp chin, sniffed his eyes, smoked a cigarette, and pointed to the two white noodles on the table. Big Mantou said kindly: "Eat it, it's just out of the cage not long ago."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Guan Qing's mind was buzzing with alarms, but the smell of white flour steamed buns was alluring. His sanity lasted only two or three seconds before he was defeated. He sat down at the table, picked up the steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth.

Who cares, the current life is rotten to the bottom, Guan Qing can't imagine how much worse it can be.

At worst, he was slaughtered by this old monster and stewed.

His "master" was smoking a cigarette slowly, his blind eyes "looking" at him from time to time, and he didn't know what the plan was.

Guan Qing grabbed the bowl of cold water and stuffed two steamed buns into his stomach within a few minutes.He wiped his mouth and burped comfortably.

The old Taoist said leisurely: "Disciple, I told you before that you are a good seed for practicing magic arts, do you remember?"

Guan Qing nodded blankly, fortunately the old monster still remembered this sentence, he thought he just wanted to pick up a little servant to serve him.

The old Taoist pinched his thin fingers and calculated, and said: "Tomorrow is July and a half, a good day when yin and yang meet. Your mother said that you could see those dirty things before, but when you grow older, your eyes will not be very bright?"

Guan Qing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the current self could not see those wandering souls at any time, it was just that a lot of people had died recently, and he often saw a few figures in ragged clothes.

"You should be born with yin and yang eyes, but you were delayed if you didn't cultivate early," the old Taoist twisted his mustache, his eyebrows trembled, "It's no problem, I will open your eyes for my teacher and help you. "

etc!You mean, after Thomas, I will go to hell and eat and drink again?

Guan Qing was shocked, and his conditioned reflex was to run.

This time there was no need for a blind Taoist priest to tie him up with ropes, Guan Qing remembered the lessons learned from the past, and stopped abruptly.

The blind Taoist laughed loudly: "I'm sensible now! I'm helping you as a teacher, don't be afraid! When you really develop your eyes, you will be grateful to be a teacher in the future."

Guan Qing was sweating coldly and was taken to a nearby mass grave by a blind Taoist priest. In this world, there are graves and bones everywhere.

But there are a lot of bones in this cemetery, because a mass grave has just been filled here not long ago, Guan Qing hid in the distance and heard the cries of the living and the screams of ghosts piercing the sky, as if he wanted to break through this dark world.

The soil of the mass grave was not deep enough, Guan Qing tripped over a not-so-rotten head after walking a few steps, it was a little girl with braids, her big black eyes were facing Guan Qing, a centipede Swish out of the eye hole and crawl into the soil.

Guan Qing glanced at the blind Taoist who was concentrating on setting up the formation, quietly buried her head in the soil again, grabbed a piece of white paper money, folded a small frog and inserted it into the mound on her head.

"Thank you brother."

A delicate voice came from the bottom of Guan Qing's feet. Although Guan Qing had seen a lot of ghosts, Guan Qing still couldn't stop the chills in his heart.After the cold, I was a little sad, so I made a little rabbit out of paper money.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

The blind Taoist "looked" over suspiciously, Guan Qing was startled, and the little rabbit fell from his hand.

A small bone claw quickly poked out from the soil, grabbed the little rabbit and shrank back.

Guan Qing wiped the mound tightly: "There is no master."

"Come here." The blind Taoist called him over indifferently.

Guan Qing looked around at the eerie funeral banners and charms for no reason.

"Head up."

Guan Qing raised his face subconsciously.

For a moment, he didn't even have time to see the blind Taoist's movements clearly, the sharp needles pierced his eyes fiercely, hot blood splashed all over his face, and the unprecedented pain made him feel like his skull was splitting open.

Guan Qing covered his bleeding eyes, curled up into a small ball on the ground, screaming and twitching continuously.

"If you don't break your eyes in the yang world, you won't succeed in the yin world," the blind Taoist's excited and gloomy voice sounded above him, "I fell short at the beginning, but now I can finally cultivate a pair of real yin and yang eyes."

Guan Qing was so painful that all the bones in his body were about to shake. At that moment, he hated himself for not simply closing his eyes and passing out like in TV dramas.

The blind Taoist lowered his head in satisfaction and "looked" at Guan Qing who was lying powerlessly in the middle of the formation. The cold aura gradually spread from the ground, and many vague shadows appeared around him.The blind Taoist priests looked across the periphery of the formation with contemptuous eyes. They seemed to be very afraid of the formation and only dared to linger outside the formation.

"Stay well, don't think about escaping, if you step out of this magic circle, you will be torn to pieces by the ghosts outside."

The blind Taoist left a word and walked away.

Guan Qing was in so much pain that he was in a daze, and his consciousness fell into a half-awake and half-fuzzy state. He felt as if he had split into two people. One was lying on the ground shivering like a dead dog, and the other was watching all this with cold eyes. .He suddenly couldn't tell which one was him, or whether they were all him...

Because of his blindness, Guan Qing could only perceive the coming of night by the gradually dropping temperature.

The wailing of ghosts resounded all over the world. The cries of ghosts were an indescribable sound that ordinary people couldn't hear, but Guan Qing, who could hear it, wished he had lost his ears.Yin Qi, colder than ice, slowly flowed from all directions to the center of the formation, and penetrated into Guan Qing's skin, flesh, and bones from every pore.

His teeth chattered from the cold, and his shoulders touched his knees, shrinking into a small "shrimp ball".

"Brother, don't cry."

The voice of the girl who was talking to him not long ago was heard a few feet away, and because of the barrier of the formation, she could only talk to Guan Qing from a distance: "Brother doesn't hurt, I'll blow it to you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Guan Qing sobbed indistinctly: "Don't lie, it will hurt if you blow it, okay!"

Girl: "..."

More and more ghosts gathered around the formation. They salivated at Guan Qing like looking at a rich sacrifice, and some even boldly stretched out their paws towards him.

As soon as the pale and withered fingers touched the mourning banner, the ghost let out a mournful howl, and in the blink of an eye it burned into a puddle of gray and black, and dispersed with the wind.

Although Guan Qing couldn't see them, he could hear their voices, and he could barely get some comfort. At least for a while, he would not be reduced to the rations of these dead ghosts.

"Damn, there is actually a living person here?!"

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came into Guan Qing's eyes. The man wanted to get closer to see whether Guan Qing was dead or alive, but he couldn't get within three feet of him, and kept circling around, couldn't help being happy: "Lao Tzu After walking for more than 20 years, I finally hit an evil? Let me think about it, you wait, boy, I will find someone who knows the way."

Guan Qing finally heard a human voice, and before he uttered a cry for help, the man ran away in a hurry and disappeared without a sound.

He stretched out Erkang's hand, and shed tears of despair: Dear, don't go, dear, you will be rich with me until dawn!

Time became very blurred for Guan Qing. He felt that he had waited for a century, and even suspected that the melon-eating crowd passing by just said something to him casually, or that they were simply eaten by wild wolves and dogs on the road.

The most painful experience in the world has been touched like this, and it hurts so badly, but there is no way to die.

Not to mention hitting the coffin and knocking herself out, Guan Qing didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

When he was finally about to lose consciousness in the cold and pain, footsteps sounded in his ears again.

This time it's two people, the former one is still in a hurry, but the latter one is light and calm.

The latter stood outside the formation for a while, and sighed softly: "The Yin-gathering formation is really hurtful."

When Guan Qing heard that voice, an unspeakable sadness and desolation suddenly surged in his heart.

"Hey, Daoist, don't look at it, save this kid. I think he's almost cold."

A soft male voice responded, and after a while, Guan Qing only felt that the cold air around him suddenly disappeared, and he returned from the cold winter to the scorching summer in an instant.The unexpected alternation of hot and cold made him tremble violently. Someone bent down and hugged him horizontally. The strong smell of tobacco spread from the man's front to his nostrils.

Guan Qing's red and swollen eye sockets suddenly shed two thin lines of blood and tears, and he tightly clutched the man's skirt, whimpering like a lost child.

The man called Taoist looked at Guan Qing with soft and compassionate eyes: "This child is destined to be with you."