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The more Wang Xiaoming thought about it, the more confused he became.

Lu Xiaolu saw that Wang Xiaoming couldn't explain why Zhong Yi was so miraculous as a 'puppet', so he went upstairs to see his master again.

Wang Xiaoming sat in the Guangming stationery store all night, until the sky turned white, he went upstairs to get something, and took a big broom under the stairs and went out.

It was not yet six o'clock at this time, and the only cleaners on the street in fluorescent sanitation suits passed by on tricycles, and looked curiously at Wang Xiaoming, who was also carrying a big broom.

Wang Xiaoming walked slowly to the back alley, and saw Zhong Yi's wooden chickens still on the wall, but they stopped crowing.

The place where the chaotic fight last night left only messy traces, and Wang Xiaoming saw that there were still a few faint resentments swirling in the middle of the alley, but the dense fog-like scene last night was gone.

That was the last trace left by the evil spirit. The terrifying black umbrella man was severely injured by the blood of the black dog, and he heard the crowing of the cock again. He was absolutely dead.

This also means that Lu Xiaolu is fine.

Wang Xiaoming cleaned up those wooden chickens and started sweeping the floor.

This big broom is also made of mahogany branches, and it is Wang Dazhuang's tool for cleaning the back alleys every time.

Holding a shiny broom handle, Wang Xiaoming carefully swept the back alley clean. He saw that every sweep of the broom seemed to bring wind, which swept away the remaining resentment.

That's all he can do.

In the past, Wang Dazhuang would draw talismans to invite incense after cleaning up, but Wang Xiaoming didn't.

The whereabouts of the heavenly master of the Wang family is unknown.

After Wang Xiaoming cleaned the floor, he took out another can of Coke.

He thinks that all children like Coke.

Wang Xiaoming opened the Coke, put it next to the trash can at the food stall, knelt down and put his palms together.

"I'm a person who is very afraid of trouble. I always feel that I am not capable of handling your affairs, so I don't pay much attention to you. But thinking about it now, it would be great if I said a few words to you at that time."

Wang Xiaoming seldom came to the back alley before, he didn't know when that dirty child drifted here.

Is it a child who died nearby?

Wang Xiaoming thought of the way the child carefully looked at the leaflets he posted, and felt very regretful.

Wang Dazhuang often warned him that evil spirits are good at deceiving people's hearts and should not be trusted.

But there are also many weak and fragile undead in the world who are scattered at the first poke of the evil spirit.

No one can see them, and they are so confused that they don't even have the courage to approach people.

Because of Wang Dazhuang's persuasion, Wang Xiaoming kept a distance from the "other world" subconsciously, and it was the same that day. He clearly saw the child, but he ignored it because of various concerns.

He went to buy a Coke, and wanted to see the kid when his grandfather came back, and give him a Coke when the time came, and kids liked it.

He didn't know that the evil spirit would appear that night, he knocked on the back door unhurriedly, and found the child by the trash can.

The child was terrified and cried so loudly.

Wang Xiaoming squatted until his feet became numb, then stood up, and went home with the broom on his shoulders.

Zhong Yi woke up in the morning, and was woken up by Mr. Bai's stepping on him.

Lu Xiaolu didn't know how to feed the cat, Wang Xiaoming went to sweep the floor, Master Bai was very unhappy when he was hungry, so he tried every means to call the master, and stepped on Zhong Yi until his face was crooked.

Although Zhong Yi's injury was horrific when it happened, Wang Xiaoming's treatment was very reasonable. Zhong Yi first instructed Lu Xiaolu to soak the dried fish, and then boiled eggs to apply it himself.

Lu Xiaolu was unceremoniously ordered by Zhong Yi, but he was not impatient at all. He still had a nympho smile on his face the whole time, which made Zhong Yi get goosebumps.

Wang Xiaoming bought a few sandwiches next door and came back just in time for Lu Xiaolu to deliver his apprenticeship speech with great emotion.

Zhong Yi was obviously absent-minded, and when he saw Wang Xiaoming going upstairs carrying the bag, he immediately stared at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming distributed a sandwich by himself, and Lu Xiaolu's phone rang before he finished eating.

Lu Xiaolu's face changed when he looked at his phone - he completely forgot that he released a few girls' pigeons last night!

Wang Xiaoming gleefully watched Lu Xiaolu go back and plead guilty.

After Zhong Yi finished eating, he went to the back alley to look at it himself.

"I brought back your... er, the chicken." Wang Xiaoming said, "It's not good to keep it there all the time. If it crows suddenly, it will scare passers-by..."

"I won't bark anymore." Zhong Yi said, "We have to deal with it."

"Is it a one-time product?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Zhong Yi glanced at him: "Time is running out, I just made a rough shape, the black dog blood in the chicken belly can only last twelve hours, and it will lose its effect after a long time."

"I just think it's so delicate." Wang Xiaoming put down those wooden chickens: "Is this the craftsmanship of Lu Banmen?"

"Lu Ban's skills are more than exquisite?" Zhong Yi snorted: "The Immortal Master Lu Ban made a wooden kite more than 2000 years ago, which can fly into the air for three days without falling. This rooster that triggers crowing is just my small test."

"If you try it a little, you will be caught by evil spirits. Next time, try again." Wang Xiaoming said.

Zhong Yi was choked up by Wang Xiaoming, but he was injured, so it was a fact that Wang Xiaoming carried him back in the end. Thinking that he owed Wang Xiaoming a favor, he could not fight back.

Zhong Yi was only unable to move around last night, but he knew very well in his heart that under such circumstances, the evil spirit could no longer target two living people. If Wang Xiaoming threw himself away and escaped, the chances of success were still very high—if he was serious, In fact, even Zhong Yi thought that if Lu Xiaolu hadn't accidentally opened the door, then it would be the most correct judgment for Wang Xiaoming to throw himself away and run for his life.

Ji Sha couldn't live anymore, he and Wang Xiaoming were better off dead than both.

If Wang Xiaoming fled alone, he might be able to survive, but if he fled with Zhong Yi, who was cold all over, he would definitely die.

But Zhong Yi clearly remembered that Wang Xiaoming had been supporting himself at that time and never let go.

If it is said that Wang Xiaoming has not wavered, I am afraid that Wang Xiaoming himself will not believe it.

But he didn't let go after all.

No matter how arrogant Zhong Yi was, he couldn't do something like sneering at him after being dragged back to life by Wang Xiaoming.

"Xiao Lu can open Grandpa's lock." Wang Xiaoming said, "What do you think is going on?"

Zhong Yi came back to his senses and frowned.

Although he despises Wang Xiaoming for having a famous grandfather who made himself a squib, Zhong Yi never doubted Wang Dazhuang's strength.

Wang Dazhuang has been a celestial master for decades, and there are too many legends about him, so for those disciples from aristocratic families like Zhong Yi, Wang Dazhuang himself is a legend.

But those legendary stories, his grandson actually didn't know much about them.

Wang Dazhuang will not make a fake or shoddy thing, especially in his own home.

Zhong Yi also looked at it carefully. Although Lu Xiaolu accidentally opened the yin-yang lock last night, he was chased by the desperate evil last night, and Wang Xiaoming closed the door as soon as he entered. If you look at it again today, no matter whether it is Wang Xiaoming or Zhong Yi, no matter what The yin-yang lock cannot be opened again.

This shows that the lock has not expired.

Then the back door opened last night, was it an accident, or was it because the person who opened it was Lu Xiaolu?

If there is no problem with the lock, then the problem must be with Lu Xiaolu.

Zhong Yi's eyebrows twitched when he thought of Lu Xiaolu's frenzied look on his face, wanting to worship him as a teacher to learn skills.

Wang Dazhuang's things, now they can't figure out anything just by the two of them.

"If this yin-yang lock is written by Lu Banmen, then I can study its structure and solution even if it's complicated." Zhong Yi said: "But it's not only as simple as a machine, but also the spell cast by your grandfather himself. .”

"Grandpa is not here now." Wang Xiaoming looked sad when he thought of this: "If grandpa was at home, the evil spirit would definitely not be so rampant."

Zhong Yi looked at him and didn't speak.

"I still don't believe that someone can easily harm my grandpa." Wang Xiaoming said with a downcast face, "but he won't stay home for so long. He knows that I can't handle those things, and my grandpa would never deliberately leave me in danger place."

"So he must be temporarily unable to come back now. Maybe he is trapped somewhere." Wang Xiaoming said.

"And then?" Zhong Yi folded his arms and leaned against the wall, with no expression on his face.

"I want to find my grandpa."

"Very good." Zhong Yi said, "This is what I decided to do 100 years ago."

"So I want to ask you." Wang Xiaoming suddenly raised his head: "I will go out with you to find it. I know I am not a celestial master, but I can definitely help."

Zhong Yi didn't speak.

"Please." Wang Xiaoming was a little anxious: "You also saw last night, I will try my best not to hold you back."

Zhong Yi still didn't speak.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his expression for a long time, but couldn't see why. He neither said good nor bad, and finally said: "I saved your life! You have some qualities! To the savior—"

"I didn't say no." Zhong Yi said, "Of course I have to look for it."

"Really?" Wang Xiaoming almost jumped up: "I'll go book a train ticket right away..."

"Wait." Zhong Yi said again: "There is no need to book a train ticket."

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback: "Don't you all fly? Is Lu Banmen very rich?"

Zhong Yi didn't answer, but changed the subject instead: "What are you going to do with that yin-yang lock? There will be no evil spirits in the future, and maybe there will be ghosts coming."

Strictly speaking, ghosts are not necessarily the ones knocking on the back door. Most of Wang Dazhuang's clients are people.

"I don't know why the door was opened last night." Wang Xiaoming scratched his head: "Theoretically, it shouldn't be able to open. We also checked today, and it should still be fine."

"If it's Xiaolu's problem, I will strictly prohibit him from approaching the back door... No, we have to go out to find grandpa. The Guangming stationery store is about to close. I'm not here, and Lu Xiaolu won't come again."

"No." Zhong Yi turned his face and glanced at the back door: "There is no need to close the door."

Wang Xiaoming = mouth =: "Huh?"

"Not only don't close the door, but also open it." Zhong Yi didn't know what to think, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If we don't go out, we will find someone at the Guangming Stationery Store."

Wang Xiaoming: "Excuse me? excuseme what are you talking about?"

"Can you light the seven-star lamp?"

The seven-star lantern was made by Wang Dazhuang himself, and it was hung at the back door at night.

The seven-star lamp is also a Taoist magic weapon. The owner of each seven-star lamp is its maker, but those who can light it are not limited to the owner, but also the direct descendants of the owner.

Zhong Yi knows that there is an antique seven-star lamp in Henan, which has been handed down from generation to generation for more than 400 years. As long as the blood of the maker continues, the seven-star lamp will not go out.

Wang Xiaoming is the grandson of Wang Dazhuang's direct relative, that's right.

So in theory, Wang Xiaoming will definitely be able to light Wang Dazhuang's seven-star lamp.

Wang Dazhuang's seven-star lamp has become a symbol for so many years. When the seven-star lamp is lit, it means that the door connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang has been opened, which was made by Wang Dazhuang himself.

Wang Xiaoming knew more or less, but Wang Dazhuang always lit the lamps himself, so he never thought of lighting them himself.

and……

"What are you doing lighting up?" Wang Xiaoming had a bad feeling: "When the seven-star lamp lights up, it means..."

"I know." Zhong Yi said: "Call Lu Xiaolu here, you light the lamp, and he will open the door."

Wang Xiaoming was stunned.

Once the seven-star lantern is hung, it means that the business of Guangming Stationery Store is open at night.