Ghosts have fairies

"Don't make trouble."

He Zhen slapped Qi Tong's paw away, and pushed the man who was about to use the bed as a stage to perform a bloody drama out of the bed.

"That should be the boy Yuan Na saw in the middle of the night. Is he dangerous?"

Qi Tong changed the shoes with him, "You're still too young, and you seem to be very conscious, but the shadow is too strange."

This means that it is not very dangerous.He Zhen, who had already grabbed the doorknob, turned around and glanced at him, "You haven't seen it either?"

"No." Qi Tong stepped forward and said with a smile, "I'm not impermanent, and I don't write ghost encyclopedias. It's the first time I've even seen dead bones, let alone other strange shapes."

After the two walked out of the door, they walked towards the room at the end of the second floor in a tacit understanding. Sure enough, the little boy who went out through the wall was pressing against the door anxiously.

Wang Ling's room was painted with a talisman by Qi Tong. The little boy seemed to be only five or six years old. Now he found that not only could he not get in through the wall, but he couldn't even open the door. His small mouth looked like he was about to cry. come out.

Qi Tong stood aside and looked at him amusedly for a long time, and reminded him: "It's impolite to enter other people's rooms casually."

The child who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost was startled by him. He turned around in a jerk, looked at He Zhen, then at Qi Tong, and grabbed the thin hem of his clothes with fear on his face, crumpling the fabric Baba, when he retreated to the side of the stairs, he turned his head and ran down quickly with his short legs.

"Tsk!" He Zhen walked to the side of the stairs and looked around, but there was no sign downstairs, "You scared the kids away."

There was an oil painting hanging in the middle of the corridor, and a square table was placed under the painting. There was originally a vase there. Worried about the movement at night, Wang Ling took the fragile vase away and prepared two for them. Flashlight just in case.Hearing He Zhen's "accusation", Qi Tong chuckled and took the two flashlights that were turned upside down on the table, "Let's catch them if they scare them away."

As he spoke, he touched He Zhen's cheek with the handle of the flashlight, "Why are you so serious? I don't eat children."

The furniture downstairs was bright and dark when the two flashlights swept over it. The two went to each switch separately and tried to turn on the lights in the whole room, but as expected, all the switches turned into decorations under the influence of metaphysics.They didn't struggle for too long, Qi Tong laid down a spirit detection talisman, and a string of little foot marks appeared on the ground in an instant. The marks stretched from the stairs to the gate, and were separated by the huge door panel, half of which was inside the door panel. For the footprints, the child probably passed through them directly, and the other half should be on the outside of the door panel.

Seeing that Qi Tong had put one hand on the latch of the door, He Zhen couldn't hold back and scanned the dim living room with the flashlight. There was nothing suspicious. He retracted the flashlight and was about to follow, when the light moved with his hand The route swept to the painting on the opposite wall again - it was a woman in a pink dress, holding a vase and looking down to the right.

A sense of disobedience suddenly rushed into his heart, and he put the flashlight on the painting again, and moved forward to look at it carefully.

Qi Tong, who had already opened the door latch, saw him walking back again, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This painting is a bit strange." He Zhen said, holding up the flashlight and scanning the wall near the painting frame, "I don't know if I saw it wrong, the direction I saw her face just now was not facing this way."

Qi Tong was not surprised and said: "There must be something wrong with this house. Let's find that boy first. I have a hunch that he is the root cause."

"But is it safe to keep them here?"

Qi Tong didn't respond, he pulled He Zhen out the door, opened Wang Ling's WeChat in front of people, and quickly typed a line of words with his fingers:

[The windows are locked, and you must not leave the room without our notice. 】

After sending it out, he copied it again and sent it to Tang Cheng, and added a very thoughtful sentence:

[Qi Tong: In addition, professionals will teach you another life-saving experience. Find out if there is a watering can in the room, and sprinkle a pot of boy urine in it, you know. 】

"..." He Zhen looked at the second sentence he sent with a distorted expression, "Are you serious?"

Qi Tong put away the phone with a smile, and continued walking along the string of footprints, "Although it is not elegant, it is absolutely practical, but Tang Cheng and Wang Ling's mother and daughter will be fine as long as they don't leave their room tonight." , it's not yet time to use the unique trick of boy urine."

He Zhen didn't have time to express his dislike for this trick, a faint light suddenly flashed in front of them, "That's...a lantern in front? Is there a house over there?"

"No." Qi Tong frowned, "I paid special attention to the surrounding environment when I came here today, there should be a field, there can't be a house."

The light flickered again while they were talking, and the footprints protruding from the spirit detection talisman became denser and even a little messy since the door of Wang Ling's house was opened. He ran straight to the place with the strange lights.

The two followed the footprints without saying a word, and when they arrived at the place Qi Tong said was a field, the area was covered with black smoke half the height of a person, and it was completely impossible to see whether it was a field or a road under their feet.They tentatively raised their legs and stepped over, actually stepped on the ground. For a moment, the black mist seemed to feel someone invading. Like a gust of wind, misty smoke circled up and rolled towards them overwhelmingly.

When the eyes became clear again, Qi Tong found that they were standing in front of a stone with weeds, and the mist behind them was around a gap that tore the space. He guessed that this should be the entrance.When the black mist came up just now, he reacted very quickly and clasped He Zhen's hand, so the two were not separated.

"Where is this place?" Qi Tong turned around the big rock with his flashlight, and there was no useful information on the rock except for a cloud of will-o'-the-wisp floating above.He glanced back at He Zhen, who was holding a flashlight and staring ahead, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He followed the other party's line of sight, and saw several small hills on the wasteland in front of him. The hillsides were peaceful and uneven, with some dead trees standing vertically or horizontally, and the will-o'-the-wisp flickered behind the branches. There are also a lot of low and incomplete stones inserted in the ground, and Qi Tong looked at the shapes more and more familiarly, "Wait, are those stones graves?"

"Wannian Tomb."

The people around murmured something, but Qi Tong didn't hear it clearly, and quickly asked, "What?"

He Zhen took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and said, "This place is called Wannian Tomb. There are thousands of tombs and countless ghosts. There are flickering will-o'-the-wisps and inexplicable ghost cries everywhere. If you are stuck in it, you must either bite the bullet and find the exit, or keep your mind steady and look for the center of the grave, shouting for help will only attract the echo of the ghost's howling."

"Why are you so clear? What is Zhongxin?"

"In the final analysis, here is also a formation. The Wannian Tomb is in the shape of a swirl. The center of the tomb, or the center of the formation, is usually the calmest place, just like a typhoon. The place where the eye of the typhoon is often has no wind or rain." He Zhen said, very Naturally ignored Qi Tong's first question.

However, Qi Tong did not intend to let him go, "So why are you so clear?"

He Zhen seemed to be stunned for a moment, but it was so short that Qi Tong almost thought it was an illusion, and only heard him say: "I heard a long time ago that a half-grown child did something that made his father furious. He was thrown into the mound, and was chased and bitten by the lonely ghosts in the mound, and accidentally ran into the center of the mound, only to save his life."

"Is this piercing the sky? What a big mistake you have to do, to be so mad that you throw your own son into the grave?"

He Zhen walked to the right side on his own, and even glanced at him lightly, "I don't know."

"Where are you going?" Seeing that he was going to the right, Qi Tong called him quickly. The child's footprints could no longer be found in the mound, but there was a place in front of them that had obviously been walked by. "Here, go forward. , seems to be a road."

"No, these are all blindfolds, and in a few minutes these 'roads' will change direction." He Zhen shook his head, "Remember what I said, the Wannian Tomb is in the shape of a whirlpool, and we have to follow his path." The center of the tomb can only be found when the shape is layered inward. People who enter by mistake are easily confused by these inexplicable 'roads', and finally get lost in the tomb."

"Are you so sure that the child is in the grave?"

"He is so young, he ran out to play for several days in a row, and there is no obvious injury on his body, he should have already touched the circuit of the tomb."

They walked a large circle around the outermost part of the tomb, and when they reached the place where the branches of two big pagoda trees intertwined, He Zhen led Qi Tong in without hesitation.They go around in circles like this, and every time they enter the inner circle, the surrounding environment will change significantly, from the wilderness to the low bushes, and then to the abandoned village, the scenery seems to be more "prosperous" as they go in. When they found the innermost circle, they saw a dilapidated and weird town. The ghost fire cast their shadows on the bluestone road. catch a cold.

It is said to be a small town, but it is actually not that big. After walking around for a while, He Zhen stopped, looked ahead and said, "That's it."

Qi Tong followed his line of sight and saw that the so-called heart of the tomb was just a dilapidated pavilion that was not as big as his bedroom, with no walls on all sides. He couldn't believe it, "I thought that according to the law of this tomb, no matter what the heart of the tomb is It should also be at the villa level? Can people live in this broken pavilion?"

"If the person who entered the tomb had this ability, he could build a relatively safe and comfortable residence, but how old is that child? It is considered lucky to have such a pavilion that can avoid those ghosts who terrorize him day and night. .”

They walked forward, and found that the Soviet-style colorful flowers above the pavilion had dimmed into a blur, Queti was also dilapidated, and a small child was curled up next to the beauty. The temperature in the mound was not high. Qi Tong felt a little cold, but the child was only wearing a faded short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts with suspenders that had been washed white, and a pair of dusty shoes, looking pitiful.

The child raised his head and found that the two people at the door of his sister's room walked into his territory without hindrance. He sat up and shrank into the corner in fright, his eyes were full of tears, but he bit his lips tightly. As he got closer, he yelled, "Go away!"

He yelled without any momentum, and the sound probably didn't come out of the pavilion. Qi Tong and He Zhen walked up to him in three steps and two steps. The child was trapped by two shadows, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Oops!"

He Zhen didn't expect that he would really dare to cry out loudly, and he was startled. Before the child's cry could change, a gust of black wind suddenly blew up all around, spiraling into the center of the tomb. The ghost with teeth and claws, the sound of the wind mixed with the sharp cry of the ghost made people's ears ring. Seeing that the ghost claws in the vortex were about to penetrate into the pavilion, He Zhen summoned the Hexu fan and swiped in the air. Countless red lines pierced the wind from his body. It was woven into a huge thousand-machine net, and the ghosts seemed to be melted the moment they touched the rope, screaming and turning into a pool of black water, which was swept away by the strong wind.

"Ah——" the child's scream came from beside her, and He Zhen quickly looked back, and the little boy's nostrils, nails and knees actually started to flow thick blood.A bad guess clamored to rush to the head, He Zhen's fingertips trembled suddenly, and with a retraction of the palm, Qianjiwang immediately retracted it neatly into the fan.

The gust of wind seemed to be guarding against Qianjiwang, and it began to circle backwards, gradually disappearing from their sight.The child's face was pale, and he didn't know whether it was pain or fright, but he bit his lip firmly, his face was covered with tears and nosebleeds, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Why does this child have so much blood?" Qi Tong frowned and gave the little boy some spiritual power, and he was relieved when he saw the bleeding wounds on his knees and fingertips slowly healed.

He Zhen squatted down and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to help the child wipe away the nosebleed. While gently brushing the hair behind his ear, he saw a familiar mark as expected.

"What kind of totem is this?" Qi Tong also leaned forward to take a look. There was a small imprint behind the boy's ear, like two wispy and curly clouds colliding together. There was a strange point in the middle, the whole shape It looked inexplicably like an eye.

"This mark means that his life is connected with this tomb." He Zhen's hand trembled a little, and he patted the child's cheek helplessly, "I'm sorry."

Qi Tong digested his words, "You mean, someone used his life to support this tomb? That's why he was in pain when you attacked just now?"

"What if someone used this tomb to support his life?" He Zhen looked at the translucent shadow under the boy's feet, "After all, his form is too strange, isn't it?"

Seeing that the two of them not only didn't bite him, but also gently helped him heal his wounds, the child became more courageous, and the cat raised a pair of small hands and stretched them out in front of the two with tears in his eyes, "It hurts, I want to cry."

"..." Qi Tong, who was still in shock, was amused by his words, "It's only been a few minutes for this kid? He started acting like a baby." He poked He with his elbow Hazel, "Quick, give the child a whir."

He Zhen did it in a very face-saving manner. The scene was a bit cute, and the style of the painting changed too quickly. Qi Tong didn't come back to his senses for a while. Wiped the child's face clean, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The child blinked his eyes, "Little Zongzi."

"Cough..." Qi Tong was choked, and whispered: "This nickname is quite appropriate."

He Zhen elbowed him back, he quickly cleared his throat, and asked again: "Then are you a sweet dumpling or a meat dumpling?"

It seemed that he was asked a question that he liked very much. The child was obviously happy, and even the corner of his mouth opened in an arc, showing a cute dimple, "Sweet rice dumpling."

"Meat dumplings are delicious." Qi Tong said this quite seriously.

The corner of the child's mouth twitched, "Sweet rice dumplings are delicious."

"The meat dumplings are delicious."

“Sweet dumplings are delicious!”

Seeing that the child was so anxious that tears were about to flow out again, He Zhen was really convinced, it was too scary for Qi Tong to bring a child!

"Okay, sweet rice dumplings are the best." He Zhen calmed down and said, "How old are you? Where is your home?"

The child began to knead the fabric of the clothes again, and said aggrievedly: "I am five years old, and I want to live with my sister."

He Zhen: "But that's my sister's house, you can't live together."

"Dad brought my sister here, why can't I live with my sister?"

"Wait." Qi Tong heard something from his words, "Dad, you brought your sister here. You were actually looking for your mother and sister just now?"

The child shook his head, "That's my sister's mother."

Qi Tong was stunned for a while, "Damn..."

He Zhen: "Then where is your mother? And who brought you here?"

"I don't know." The child pouted, "I don't have a mother."

"Did you come here after you woke up from sleep?" Seeing the child nodding, Qi Tong asked again: "Then where were you before you went to bed?"

The child tilted his head and recalled for a long time, "I'm getting an injection." He stretched out the back of his hand as he spoke, "It hurts."

"This child probably suffered from some serious illness before. Since he and Yuan Na are half-brothers and sisters, it is probably his father who brought him here to hang himself." Qi Tong rubbed his chin, then pointed The translucent shadow of the little boy said, "Go back to the underworld with me and find out what's going on."

He Zhen wondered: "This kind of mountain village also has a shuttle bus at the transfer station?"

"How is it possible." Qi Tong chuckled, leaned close to him and whispered: "Look, as a second-generation official, those lonely ghosts are still fierce when they see me. Brush everywhere. In order to feel privileged, I begged my dad to leave me a hellish back door.

He Zhen gave him a complicated look.

"Little meat dumpling." Qi Tong rubbed the child's head, "You stay here today, and we will come to play with you tomorrow night, okay?"

The child nodded sensiblely, and within two seconds, shook his head again, "I'm Tianzong!"

"This little Douding is really interesting." Qi Tong laughed, and took out his mobile phone to take a look when he followed He Zhen back on the detour, and the smile on his face froze immediately.

Seeing his face changing as if flipping through a book, He Zhen asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to the underworld, you go back to Wang Ling's house." He paused, "Tang Cheng said that Yuan Na ran out, if we don't go back, the whole building will probably smell of his boy's urine tomorrow."

He Zhen sighed deeply in his heart, he obviously wanted to relax, why did he bring the baby with him all night.