I'm an ordinary person

The Jiao family who were originally detained in prison awaiting interrogation and judgment were all killed. Even though there were special departments guarding them, something went wrong. The real culprit behind the scenes.

But what does all this have to do with An Xianyulan?

"Boss, I'm leaving, you have to take care of yourself alone."

Jian Ke has a big bag and a smile on his face, but he hides a gloomy look.

An Lan opened her eyes and looked at him. Jian Ke could not help but move aside, "Boss...are you reluctant to part with me?"

"You're blocking my sunshine."

All right, he took back his previous emotion.

"Then I'm leaving." He turned his head three times at a step.

"Wait." An Lan said.

Jian Ke stopped in surprise, with his head held high, he just said, the boss definitely wants him to stay.

An Lan glanced at Jian Ke who had no idea what he was dreaming of, "Remember to close the door."

"Boss... This seems to be different from the usual routine." Shouldn't it be the boss who showed reluctance, choked up and asked him to stay?

An Lan was speechless, "Usually read less messy books. Don't think I don't know you've been paddling recently."

"Boss, I never thought that the ghost's wish would be so weird! I'm tired of eating fruits and candy, so I asked him to help his son to give some snacks in the dream, and! Why ghosts are also in danger of hair loss! "

An Lan said lightly: "If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to catch the train."

"Then boss, I'm really leaving...Boss, remember to take care of yourself."

"Boss, I'm on the train." Jian Ke sent a message and helped put the girl's bag inside.

An Lan lazily tapped on the keyboard, "Go back and dig out the box buried under the locust tree. There is a wooden sign inside. Remember to wear it on your body. Kowtow every time you enter the door. Be pious."

Jian Ke lost his voice in disbelief, "Boss, how do you know..." His favorite thing to do when he was young was to spend time under the locust tree. His parents would always look at the lush locust tree in the courtyard with complicated eyes. , told him that his life was saved by this locust tree, but the locust tree died...

There is a custom in the countryside to worship spirits as godfathers, so he has never suspected anything.

Things hidden in the depths of memory became clear.

Whether it is the locust tree or the death of his parents, the truth seems to be close at hand.He stared at the phone desperately.

An Lan didn't read the message, she turned on her phone, closed her eyes and went to sleep, and Xiao Shitou lay beside An Lan's ear to sleep.Are you boldly rubbing An Lan's face?

"Hey, why are you staying in the tree, let's play together." The child raised the slingshot.

After a while, it changed again, "Xiao Lan, that's not right, brother, I'm getting married." There was a happy smile on the man's mouth.

The woman gently touched her stomach, "Xiaolan, I'm pregnant, you want to have another brother, no, you're going to be an uncle."

"Xiao Lan, I don't want a child anymore! Don't do stupid things..." There was a rumbling thunder outside.

In the dream, he was holding a knife, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm still waiting for him to call me uncle." The outside of the house is full of ferocious and terrifying ghosts, staring greedily at the house.A ferocious dragon was faintly revealed.

He went up to meet them, and his ears were filled with the shrill voices of evil spirits.He leaned against the wall exhausted, and the sun broke through the clouds.

Its daybreak.

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The Ghost Festival is also known as the Ghost Festival. On this day, the gates of ghosts are wide open, and ghosts walk at night. It is a day when the ghosts of the underworld can see their relatives once a year. Of course, many of them have crooked thoughts. The ghost who fled to the world.In addition, people nowadays do not believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, and they are often outside in the middle of the night, which adds a lot of pressure to the ghosts in the underworld...

But all of this has nothing to do with An Lan now.The custom in the Taokai Road area is to go to the countryside to worship ancestors a few days before the Ghost Festival. Of course, most young people nowadays don't believe this, and don't care about these festivals. Therefore, most of the people who go back are only those who are elderly.

There are usually not many people in the paper-making shop. The busy time of the past few days has passed, but now it is deserted.

As night fell, An Lan stood in the yard, in front of a huge boat, which was painted with various paints and painted with various ferocious giant beasts, which seemed to roar out at any moment.

Especially at the bow of the ship, there stood a majestic giant beast, roaring towards the sky.

At the stern of the boat is a crane, gracefully raising its head and standing on one foot.

The ship carried all kinds of paper-cut tributes, not only all kinds of melons and fruits, but also all kinds of weapons.If you don't look carefully, you might even think it's just a figure.

The stars were twinkling in the sky, An Lan stood there, lighting a joss stick in the southeast corner.It stretched his shadow very long.

All the ghosts chose to avoid this place that brought them terror silently.

An Lan took a knife and cut his arm several times without blinking. Black blood gushed out, which seemed to be filled with black air.

Slowly pouring on the giant beasts, the blood-stained giant beasts seem to be alive, just like the finishing touch. If the giant beasts before are still in the painting, the giant beasts now will break through the shackles of the painting at any time. Bite all the evil spirits into pieces.

The blood that was originally drenched on it slowly evaporated, and it was absorbed by someone. The whole ship seemed to be in a black mist, looking very strange.

The fire of the joss stick seemed to encounter some strong wind, struggled hard, and then slowly stabilized, turning into light blue, pale and seeping.

An Lan's expression remained unchanged. He borrowed fire from the candles in the southeast corner and burned them down.

As soon as the fire touched the boat, it immediately spread, wrapping the boat tightly, not even a trace of smoke could be seen.

An Lan put down his hand and let the blood drip down, it seemed that it was not a wound, but just an ordinary paint, slowly dripping on the grass, a little paper man slowly appeared and wrapped An Lan's hand with gauze, even caring Tie a bow.

The fire was slowly extinguished, and only a pile of ashes remained. An Lan looked away and said softly to the little paper figurine, "Thank you."

An Lan turned around, a gust of wind blew by, the grass under the pile of ashes was still green, it seemed that the flame had no effect.

Those are will-o'-the-wisps, and unlike regular will-o'-the-wisps, they can't burn living things, but that also means they can cause serious damage to non-living things, such as ghosts.

An Lan was sitting in front of the door, burning paper. Logically speaking, he was a ghost, even the former leader of the law enforcement team in the underworld. He shouldn't believe this, An Lan thought, thinking that he might be really bewitched.

It's not easy to move the paper money from the store, so burn them all.The good-looking young man placed several stacks of paper money on both sides, and even small paper figurines came out carrying paper money in a steady stream.

An Lan put it into the fire, but his thoughts went back to many years ago. At that time, he was not the captain of the law enforcement team in the underworld, and he hadn't mastered the art of piercing paper.

"Er Hu, I heard that you fell into the pond in front of the village yesterday, shame on you." The little fat man, covered in mud, laughed.

The kid known as Erhu showed an embarrassed look on his face, "No, I was pulled in by a black water monster!"

The child was curious, "Wow! Is it the kind of monster that specializes in eating people?"

"That's right," Erhu nodded, "That ghost is so big..." He stretched out his arms, "The mouth is so big." "The whole body is black, and it keeps pulling me down."

The child showed fear, but his eyes were full of curiosity. The little chubby guy said, "There are no ghosts in this world! And, and, how did you get out, big liar."

"Yes, big liar."

"We're not playing with big liars!"

"Don't go, I'm telling the truth!"

On the tall tree, a figure could be seen sitting from a distance. The figure was not big, and it looked like a child.The makeup is beautiful, but the face is not in line with the deepness of a child.

"How did you climb so high?"

An Lan looked down, only to see a little kid with a sniffling nose looking up at him curiously.

Somewhat familiar, Xiaotuanzi thought, he seemed to remember pulling him out from the water ghost.

An Lan ignored him, kid, just ignore him and left.He would rather think more about how to get back to his original state. This child's appearance is really too weak.

"What's your name? I don't think I've seen you before..."

Chattering, An Lan leaned back, but her thoughts were flying wildly, killing the black dragon would be easier for him.Before he died, he counterattacked and turned himself into a child, and he couldn't even contact the underworld.

Although the black dragon is called a dragon, it has nothing to do with a dragon. It is a kind of evil, a very powerful evil formed from the resentment of countless dead.The more people died, or the stronger the resentment, the more he became a black dragon.Wherever the black dragon went, resentment was rampant, and life was lost.

As the sun was setting, An Lan opened his eyes and said, "Child, aren't you tired?" He was tired of listening.

"You finally talked to me! You're not dumb!"

An Lan: Chickens talk to ducks.Sure enough, it was a wrong choice to talk to him.

"Little Tiger, come back for dinner!"

"I'm going back to eat, do you want to go back with me, my parents are super nice!"

The child finally disappeared while walking back and forth.

An Lan yawned, closed her eyes, and finally felt relieved. Are human children talking so much now?He still thinks about how to contact Xiao Hei Xiao Bai and the others.

Several clusters of light blue will-o'-the-wisps appeared on his hands, and then slowly extinguished. He hadn't been this weak for a long time.Now not only can't even contact the underworld, even ghosts can't see me.

Sure enough, it's better to go back and dismember that black dragon.An Lan thought darkly.

The rain in summer always comes very suddenly. An Lan looked at the night sky from a gap in the trees, watching the rain pass through his body and fall to the ground.

There was a sound, and An Lan followed the sound. The little ghost he saved before ran towards him panting, holding an umbrella with one hand, and held the umbrella high with the other hand, "You will get sick in the rain." Yes, I feel sick all the time, not only do I need bitter medicine, but I also need to face the doctor, the devil..."

An Lan looked at the nagging child, and felt touched for some reason, so she jumped down. The child named Erhu had a big mouth, "Are you a fairy? Do you know where Huaguo Mountain is?" ? You tell me secretly, so that if I quarrel with Er Gouzi, he won't keep saying to take other people to Huaguo Mountain instead of me!"

An Lan's head hurt from his nagging, "Shut up, I'm a ghost." She smiled sinisterly.Lightning flashed across, illuminating half of his pale face.

The author has something to say: When I quarreled with my sister, she said she was going to take other children to Huaguo Mountain!Don't take me there, and then I believe it stupidly... emm, I was so innocent back then