Third watch

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes wide.

"Are you joking?" Wang Xiaoming pulled Zhong Yi aside and said in a low voice, "Isn't that thing very fierce?"

"Yes." Zhong Yi said.

"then you--"

"Otherwise, what are you going to do? Let a very fierce thing be by your side, and kill us every chance you get?" Zhong Yi said, "Or do you want to procrastinate?"

What Zhong Yi meant was that the two of them could procrastinate for a while, but Lu Xiaolu couldn't.

Lu Xiaolu has already entered this house, unless Lu Xiaolu is locked up, the evil spirit will always find an opportunity.

Lu Xiaolu is just an ordinary person, he can't even see evil spirits, it's too easy for accidents to happen.

Wang Xiaoming knew that this was the only way out. Originally, they could avoid it for a while. Even if Wang Dazhuang would not come back for a while, with Zhong Yi around, they might be able to contact a reliable professional to rescue them.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaolu came unexpectedly.

He couldn't really let Lu Xiaolu into his house and never let him out again. It would be very troublesome to explain this matter to Lu Xiaolu first.

Like Lu Xiaolu, Wang Xiaoming has received all kinds of science education for a year. He knows how feudal and superstitious this matter will be.

Besides, Lu Xiaolu is a strange creature in a certain sense. In the words of his roommate, Lu Xiaolu has a heart that runs naked all the time.

So if the whole thing is revealed, Wang Xiaoming really can't predict how Lu Xiaolu will react.

What if this guy has a sudden convulsion and wants to watch and catch ghosts?

Having said that, Zhong Yi said it really easily, "We want to get rid of the evil spirit"-is it so easy to get rid of the evil spirit?

Wang Xiaoming has never been in contact with industry standards, but he knows that the two of them fled back in embarrassment last night. If that thing can really be eliminated, or if Zhong Yi really has such a great ability, why did he escape last night? faster than him?

Lu Xiaolu looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Take the demon?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "He... my cousin likes to joke, and he just got up and his mind is not clear."

"Who do you think is not clear?" Zhong Yi lowered his face.

Lu Xiaolu looked at the weird pair of cousins ​​staring at each other and scratched his head: "Is it too hot? Well, it's the first time I meet my cousin, I'm going out to buy something..."

"Don't go!" Wang Xiaoming and Zhong Yi said in unison.

"So you two have a good relationship." Lu Xiaolu sighed.

Wang Xiaoming said: "It's still early, let's go upstairs, and I'll show you an interesting post I found yesterday."

Zhong Yi watched as Wang Xiaoming dragged Lu Xiaolu upstairs, and picked up Master Bai who was circling at his feet to look through the refrigerator.

After a while, Wang Xiaoming went downstairs.

"What do you mean by what you just said?" Wang Xiaoming asked immediately.

"Literally." Zhong Yi was a little surprised: "Didn't you understand?"

I hope I didn't understand.

Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes in his heart.

"You want to find that black--fierce?" Wang Xiaoming lowered his voice: "Are you sure? Are you sure we two can pass it?"

"Not sure." Zhong Yi said immediately.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

"Although that thing is fierce, it's not impossible to fight at all. My grandfather once cleaned up a house surrounded by seven fierce men." Zhong Yi said: "I haven't fought against this kind of thing, so yesterday The night is not very clear about the situation. But after contacting it for a while, I will be able to understand it."

Although fierce, but still can fight.

"How sure are you?" Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, "I don't want to die at a young age."

The kid in the back alley was just a disembodied soul, who would disappear after being poked by that umbrella. He, Wang Xiaoming, was a living man of flesh and blood.

"Six points." Zhong Yi said.

Wang Xiaoming said: "When I heard this, I felt more at ease. The probability of the two of us being bitten to pieces by the evil spirit is only [-]%—do you think I would say that?"

Zhong Yi snorted: "It's not us, it's you. If it really doesn't work, I'm confident that I can run faster than it."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

"And if Wang Dazhuang's grandson is—even if it's just a qualified celestial master, there's no [-]% chance of joining hands to eliminate evil spirits, and it won't be less than [-]%." Zhong Yi began to mock Wang Xiaoming again: "I guess [-]% is still tactful." The statement does not take into account the part that you may implicate me."

"Since you are so good, you can go alone." This time, Wang Xiaoming was not unhappy when he was ridiculed, but instead said with a smile: "Anyway, I don't know anything, and I will only get in the way when I go."

"It's true, it's good to have less burden—do you think I'll say that?" Zhong Yi blocked back with what Wang Xiaoming said: "You are also Wang Dazhuang's grandson anyway."

"My grandpa didn't teach me anything but tell me to do the math."

Zhong Yi said: "Although he didn't teach you, he is a well-known figure. He has been a celestial master for so many years, so he must have many powerful magic weapons. You don't need to be able to draw symbols and cast spells, but as many magic weapons as you have, I guess except you, everything in your grandfather's hands is a useful treasure."

"I don't know how to use it." Wang Xiaoming said, "Last time you said that I used the canopy ruler as a fire stick."

It was only later that Wang Xiaoming learned that the canopy ruler was a magic weapon to exorcise demons, and there were not many real ones in existence—but the one at his house was obviously real, so he blocked it for a while.

Grandpa didn't tell him, so he just put such a rare thing on the table. Fortunately, he remembered to pick up the canopy ruler later, otherwise grandpa would definitely beat him when he came back.

"Then use it as a fire stick." Zhong Yi said: "You also saw it at that time. Although you don't know how to use it, the power of those things will not disappear just because you don't use them, even if you use them as bricks to knock them down." Fierce, and the effect is definitely better than ordinary bricks."

Wang Xiaoming said dejectedly: "My grandfather won't forgive me if he finds out."

Zhong Yi glanced at Wang Xiaoming. Although he looked very depressed, Zhong Yi knew that Wang Xiaoming agreed to act with him at night.

He knew it was not easy for Wang Xiaoming.

It would be fine if Wang Xiaoming inherited Wang Dazhuang's ability, but I don't know what Wang Dazhuang planned to make Wang Xiaoming an ordinary person.

For an ordinary person, there is no way to fight back against the evil spirit—it would be fine if he could not see the evil spirit. Although the death is inexplicable, at least he can die happily.

But Wang Xiaoming can see those things.Sometimes the visual fright can magnify the sense of fear infinitely. After last night, Wang Xiaoming agreed so quickly to fight the evil spirit with himself again, most likely because of his rash friend.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yi's previous contempt for Wang Xiaoming eased a little.

"You don't need that expression." Zhong Yi said to him: "We are removing evil spirits, and we are not making a special trip to die."

Wang Xiaoming showed a dry smile: "In my opinion, it is almost the same as sending to death."

He had been in close contact with evil spirits before, and in the face of that weird appearance and inhuman speed and strength, the countermeasures he could think of were almost all jokes.

Now Wang Xiaoming really regrets it a bit. Why is he not so curious? Grandpa said that if he didn’t show him, he really didn’t ask about the celestial master. Even if he learned a trick or two, he wouldn’t be like this now Nowhere to start.

Zhong Yi said: "People from Lubanmen will not die rashly, I already have a plan."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up immediately: "Plan?"

Zhong Yi nodded: "I need someone to help."

Wang Xiaoming felt a little depressed.

Zhong Yi said that he needed to make some preparations to get rid of the evil spirit at night, and then he occupied his room and never came out again—together with Lu Xiaolu.

When Zhong Yi said he needed help, he didn't mean Wang Xiaoming.

What's even worse is that Zhong Yi expelled Wang Xiaoming on the grounds that he had enough manpower and needed someone to take care of the logistics.

Obviously he's the one in charge, isn't he?Wang Xiaoming thought dissatisfiedly, it wasn't Lu Xiaolu who was going to kill himself at night, but now he was having a good time with Lu Xiaolu in the room, pushing him out.

Wang Xiaoming was very curious about what the two of them were up to, but Zhong Yi always mocked him expressionlessly, so Wang Xiaoming got angry and didn't look at it.

But he was really dying of curiosity.

He had always thought that when it came to the method of opening the altar by the celestial master, the old man who exorcised demons and ghosts would think of old men—like his grandfather.

Moreover, Wang Dazhuang kept telling him that ghosts were ugly and dangerous, and they were not worth touching. After a long period of brainwashing, Wang Xiaoming really thought that there was nothing to be curious about in the other world.

But Zhong Yi made him very curious.

Although Lubanmen and Maoshan Taoism are different factions, but when traced back to the source, what they do is to exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil, and solve troublesome things, so Wang Xiaoming feels that they are both essentially the same.

Zhong Yi is not only handsome, but also about the same age as him, which completely reversed Wang Xiaoming's idea that "everyone who is a celestial master is a superstitious old man".

This person is about the same age as him next year, but when faced with something like fierce, he didn't change his face and fought with the opponent. He didn't know what trick he used to successfully trip the fierce and saved the lives of two people.

At that time, he whispered a few incantations... or formulas?

Then the ground shook, and the menacing evil spirit was frozen in motion, as if Zhong Yi had moved a large cage that could trap ghosts out of thin air.

Such a disgusting and terrifying thing, that's it - Wang Xiaoming's heart beat violently when he thought of the fierce appearance.

It was the first time he had seen such an ugly and terrifying thing.

Although he was born with a pair of celestial master's eyes that can see Yin and Yang, but under Wang Dazhuang's deliberate training, these eyes have never really seen any real ghosts.

The area where the two worlds overlap was deliberately blurred by Wang Dazhuang and Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming can see them and feel them, but as long as he deliberately avoids them and does not focus on 'those things', those things will not be disturbed, just like a vague shadow.

But just last night, the area that had been blurred for more than 20 years suddenly became clear.

Such weird things, that inhuman speed and strength, that fear of being killed at any time.

Wang Xiaoming shivered, and looked down at his hands.

His fingertips were trembling slightly.

But he knew it wasn't just because he was afraid.

Is there really a way to suppress or even defeat such a terrifying and powerful thing?

This kind of almost impossible thing, if it can be done...

Wang Xiaoming subconsciously imagined the possibility that he could really subdue the evil spirit.

It must be more fulfilling than anything else, right?

Wang Xiaoming's fingers trembled more violently, he clenched his fists violently, walked across the stairs with a complicated expression, and finally stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

His eyes fell on the copper lock that Wang Dazhuang repeatedly told him not to touch, which represented the night.