What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

The little fool's courage is really too small, it's cute to be so frightened by a little movement, startled and frightened.The big eyes stare like a bunny with fried fur.Xie Chongsen thought a little funny, what should we do in the future?

after?

Xie Chongsen was surprised by this word quickly, and then sank this thought into his heart.

He spoke without a trace, as if to cover up his gaffe just now: "This fire is not man-made."

Li Xuewen raised his head abruptly, and met Xie Chongsen's calm eyes: "You mean, backlash?"

Xie Chongsen was noncommittal: "Is there any ordinary person on the road who can quickly become famous and make money like Zhao Tianyi?"

Ordinary people, in the last century, the "disparaging name" for a master who has no teacher and stumbled into the sky by mistake, is a bit like the "Muggle" in a well-known children's fantasy classic.But in recent years, it has not been used in a derogatory sense, it is just a generalization of a class of people.

Li Xue was tongue-tied, don't look at his unforgiving mouth, but he is well-connected and slick.

When the Li family was still there, he was the eldest son of the Li family, and learning the ways of the world was as common as eating and drinking.Now that the Li family is gone, he seems to have never been derailed from this "world" for his goals.

He racked his brains and thought for a while: "Last year, there was a man surnamed Qi who was well-known in the south. I haven't heard of anything else. You mean, Zhao Tianyi's career went astray? But he does have some strength."

Xie Yihai also couldn't figure it out: "The Huang Tun game he worked alone in Qinghai is rarely successful now, isn't it?"

The corner of Xie Chongsen's mouth hooked slightly: "Which is more important, strength or luck?"

It is really a debate that is difficult to debate in ancient and modern China and abroad.

Li Xue understood after smelling it, and he couldn't help sighing: "Walking on this road, is it luck or bad luck?" He sighed endlessly, and asked in confusion: "But what exactly?"

Xie Chongsen didn't speak, and suddenly raised his hand and threw out the blade, breaking the rope of a stray dog ​​in the middle of the heads of the three of them, and the stray dog ​​fell to the face with the smell of burnt and oil.

Bai Ling was so frightened that he quickly shrank behind Xie Chongsen, his trembling little paws didn't care about anything else, and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Although he couldn't reach it, this action made him feel more at ease.

Xie Chongsen hooked the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, signaling the two confused disciples to back off.

But a vision happened.

Under the eyes of the four pairs of eyes, first a wisp of white smoke slowly floated up, the white smoke became thicker and thicker, and the color quickly became cloudy. After a thousandth of a second, there was a flash of sparks, and the flames started!

This dog is made of dry straw, and soaked in this extremely oily environment all the year round, it burns up in a few seconds, surrounded by blazing flames.

In the warm and bright firelight, it seems to be able to see a medium-sized dog struggling and howling in pain.

It was very similar to what Bai Ling saw on the dog in the suitcase a week ago, except that after the curtain was drawn, the hallucination disappeared and the dog did not die.

But the high temperature and burning smell in front of him truly reminded him that this is reality.

Bai Ling remembered what Xie Chongsen said that day, and murmured: "There is no visible light on the ground, and there must be a fire when you see the light... Could it be that the dog was the cause of the fire? What does this have to do with the police?"

Xie Chongsen was a little surprised, the little fool looked so stupid, but remembered his words so clearly.His brows and eyes softened a little, and he said, "It is true that the dogs sacrificed by the Kitchen God are made of straw, but this family's is not. If it is true, the same number of dog corpses can be dug up in the backyard."

Xie Yihai's eyes widened: "Is this dog made of a real dog? Wait, isn't this made of straw?"

Li Xuewen squatted down, the floor of the third floor was concrete, and after the dog had been fully burned, only a handful of ashes were left. He used the key to gently lift the ashes away, revealing the unburned solid inside—the bones.

"The straw is tied, the real bone is the bone." Li Xuewen stood up in disbelief, "It's really cruel."

Looking up, there are at least thirty or forty of them densely packed on the ceiling, tightly bound by black leather ropes, hanging upside down from the ceiling, unable to see the light, and unable to touch the ground. They are imprisoned here by their sinful desires and cannot be reborn forever.

"Zhao Tianyi's Taoism is mostly based on fire, and fire is an extremely yang thing, and the sky can overcome evil things," Xie Chongsen said lightly, "It's a good way to sacrifice to the kitchen god."

Li Xuewen's tone was hesitant: "The Kitchen God is one of the gods of auspiciousness among the people, and he protects the people's food and clothing..."

"Really?" Xie Chongsen turned around, facing the statue of the Stove God with a smile that was not a smile, "How do you know that the fire of the stove can't be the fire of ****? God...has never been on the side of human beings, they Just like people, only stand on the side of interests."

Bai Ling stared blankly at the Kitchen God in the darkness with a strange expression, and suddenly felt that the Chinese New Year or any other event was not so festive and auspicious.He felt unexplainable sadness in his heart, he lowered his head, the little nigger ran over again at some point, he didn't know why his brother was sad, but he grabbed Bai Ling's hand obediently: "Brother is not sad."

"Well," Bai Ling's nose soured, and he coaxed him with a forced smile, "Brother is fine, brother still wants... to find Doudou for you."

The little black ghost looked very happy: "Really? Brother, do you know where Doudou is?"

Xie Chongsen led his two younger brothers to cut off the stray dogs hanging from the ceiling one by one. In the dim environment, the flames lit up and went out again and again, like lanterns flickering in the river at night.

When the last stray dog ​​in the corner of the ceiling fell and burned up, Bai Ling heard a long and distant howling of a dog.

The voice seemed to come from outside the building, it was not as fierce as before, it was like being coquettish, and the feeling of asking the master to play with them, after a few calls, it disappeared.

Like telepathy, the little nigga jumped up suddenly: "Doudou!"

Following the running direction of the little black ghost, Bai Ling saw, in the corner, vaguely a very small dog, barking in a childlike voice, its tail wagging like a flower, and it rushed towards the little master.

The little black ghost happily picked up the puppy and kissed it again and again. The puppy is not a rare breed, it seems to be a native dog, with a mottled coat color, maybe it was a gift when the Zhao family bought a large number of edible dogs to make a dog, maybe it was The little nigger's occasional partner, I can't tell.

The two little men met each other happily, the little black ghost remembered something, and happily ran to Bai Ling with Doudou in his arms: "Doudo has been found! Thank you brother!"

"You're welcome," Bai Ling's eyes were a little moist, "I didn't do anything."

At Bai Ling's feet, the little nigger who had just reached one meter, and two little puppies the size of a palm cuddled up intimately and slowly disappeared.

Bai Ling has seen this scene countless times in Songhe Garden. This is the little black ghost who has fulfilled his wish and reincarnated.

"I hope that when you come, you won't be in this kind of sinful house again," Bai Ling silently prayed for him, "You are right, and Doudou is also right, wrong...it is a fate that cannot be chosen."

If the little nigger is just a child of an ordinary family, he should be playing around with his friends in the kindergarten on weekdays, thinking about going home and playing with Doudou.

Xie Chongsen withdrew his gaze from the silently crying little fool, and suddenly said, "Let's go."

Li Xuewen took a few more photos of the ashes on the ground, and said with emotion: "Is this going to be announced to the Tao? Zhao Tianyi is really confused..."

I have worried about my children and grandchildren, and because of this, the whole family died tragically. I really can't tell what is right or wrong.

"Announce, why not announce?" Xie Chongsen rarely expressed his opinion on this kind of matter, "He has never been one of the few things about God's punishment."

Li Xuewen understood what he meant, and it didn't matter whether the fame and face were left to him or not.It is best to be able to warn the monkeys, but no, there have never been such people who have evil thoughts and go astray throughout the ages.

Xie Yihai sighed: "Oh, I feel sorry for the innocent children in his family."

Xie Chongsen looked back anxiously, the little fool had already followed up with his eyes wiped, but he just lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, as if he was still immersed in sadness.

Come on and grow up.

Not long after they arrived home, Xie Chongsen suddenly answered the phone, packed up his things and left in half an hour.Bai Ling was exhausted and paralyzed from the long journey, and secretly sat on the suitcase to let Xie Yihai pull him back, not paying attention to what was going on.

And Xie Yihai and Li Xuewen took an easy job from Sister She, saying that a girl from the north of the city came back from the grave and was contaminated with unclean things, and asked them to take a look.The Xie family is famous, and even apprentices are hard to find, so the two tentatively plan to go there for three days.

So after waking up, Bai Ling was pleasantly surprised to find——

Huh?If the three of them are not here, then the whole courtyard is my world!

The author has something to say: The next day, Bai Ling had a good time, and then he was severely taught by his family members (by mistake)

The Manuscript Box has become thinner, and the Manuscript Box needs more flowers and irrigation to gain weight (grinning)