If you are afraid of ghosts, you have to hold on to the big man's thigh

Li Qiubao was wondering how the little celestial master knew that this house was "alive".At this time, as if to apply for the words of the little celestial master, suddenly the sound of "Qing Qiang Qiang" came from all around, like the prelude to the opening of an opera, and then, a clear and sharp female voice sounded like a bird singing, singing: " Avalokitesvara's full moon bead reveals a wonderful face, and there are good talents and dragon girls standing on the hatchback..."

The doors of the surrounding rooms "slammed", but no one was there.

Li Qiubao was startled, and couldn't help leaning on the little celestial master, for fear that some kind of ghost would suddenly appear around him.

The little Tianshi didn't care about it, and continued with the action in his hand-igniting the paper crane he took out with a lighter, while muttering.

The weird and sharp opera sang on its own for a while, seeing that the two big living people seemed to have no feeling for it, and after they didn't understand how to appreciate it, it stopped abruptly and returned to a dead silence.

Only the whisper of the little celestial master echoed.

Not long after, the paper crane burned into ashes, and a cool breeze came in from nowhere, slowly lifted the ashes, like a butterfly flapping its wings, and flew upstairs gracefully and unscientifically.

As if to guide something.

"Follow!" The little celestial master grabbed Li Qiubao's wrist, and quickly stepped up the stone and brick stairs to chase the ashes up.

This yin building is extremely high, and it should have fifteen or six floors by visual inspection.There is no elevator, and the light is extremely poor, because there are dense wires stretched overhead, covering this gloomy tall building like a fishing net.

After Little Heavenly Master and Li Qiubao rushed all the way, panting and chasing to the top floor, the ashes had disappeared, and they didn't know where they went.

The little celestial master leaned on the wall, took a breath, straightened up, looked around, took the mobile phone and searched door by door, and finally found the falling paper scraps in front of the last door in the south.

Just open this door...

The little celestial master stood outside the door, suddenly feeling a little complicated.His eyes fell on the old rusty iron door.From the outside, this door looks ordinary, with an upside-down blessing character pasted in the center, and regular Spring Festival couplets pasted on the left and right, but the top of the couplets was torn up by someone, and it became very nondescript.

And the gaps between the rooms are covered with large and small advertisements.

Everything that leads to the sewer, removes cockroaches and mice, everything.It is so dense that the white wall is squeezed so that there is no gap at all, which makes people dizzy.

Did the "Great Master" really live here?

Is she really the mother of the student I investigated in No. [-] Middle School?

Would she be the founder of the "Shenxian Cult" again?

Although all the signs point to the mother of the student in the No. [-] Middle School, she is the "Great Master" he is looking for.But the little celestial master became more cautious and wanted to find more definite evidence.

After all, there is no pie in the sky.

Little Heavenly Master didn't believe it was just a coincidence.

Li Qiubao was a little impatient waiting behind the little celestial master, couldn't help poking the little celestial master, just about to speak, the little celestial master came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and pushed hard, the door was not completely locked, "Squeak With a sound, it was opened.

It was dark inside, and the outlines of some furniture could be vaguely seen.

The little celestial master and Li Qiubao turned on the flashlight of their mobile phones, took a picture of the room, and looked up and down. The size of the room was only about [-] square meters. But without a sofa or chair,

There are many awards on the wall, and there are many colorful rope-like things tied to the beams of the house.

Li Qiubao took his mobile phone and leaned closer to the wall to look at it, and read out the content word by word: "Congratulations, little friend Li Ziyan..."

The little celestial master went to those cabinets and opened the cabinets to check, hoping to find something useful.

For example, photos or something, anyone who can prove that Li Ziyan's mother, the psychic whose real name is Li Mo, is the real "Great Master".

It's a pity that the two turned around, but found nothing.

There are no photos that can prove his identity.

The room had obviously been tidied up roughly. There were several gaps in the books in the bookcase. It was obvious that some books or photo albums had been stuffed there.

Nothing was found in the living room, as if all the key items had been erased.

The two found nothing in the living room, and the little celestial master didn't stay long, and went straight to the bedroom area, but he was taken aback as soon as he entered.The flashlight of the mobile phone actually caught a floating "ghost"!

Dressed in colorful and heavy costumes, the chest and skirt are decorated with feathers of various birds, and there is a hat covered with a string of beads on the top of the head.

However, upon closer inspection, the torch was turned upwards, but it was not a ghost, but a mannequin in costume.

It's just that the poles supporting him are too thin and black in color, and they easily blend into the darkness, so it's hard to see clearly.

"So it's like this..." The little celestial master saw the costume clearly, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, "So it's like this! Shaman..."

Why this strange building has life finally makes sense!

Just because, living here, there happens to be a mortal who believes in "Shaman"!

Li Qiubao put his feet behind the little celestial master and tried to look inside, "What shaman?"

"That's a kind of... belief." The little celestial master turned sideways, unexpectedly touched a switch, and instantly the room was brightly lit.I don't know why, but the light bulbs here are still working!

However, since the house is alive, there is nothing surprising about it.

It's because they were narrow-minded before. When others talk about "spiritual media" or something, they presumptuously run to Taoism and various folk alchemy.

I completely forgot that apart from the two major sects of Buddhism and Taoism, there are actually other beliefs in this world.

Such as the famous Christianity, Islam, or beliefs born in other countries, and other beliefs that have few believers, but it does not mean that there are no...

The light illuminated all the furnishings in the house. In the room, there was no other furniture except for a big bed. The clothes were all hung on a long pole, and the walls were covered with shade plants, which were lush and lush.

The little celestial master looked around, this room is full of mysteries, "But 'shaman' is different from other beliefs. His birth is primitive and not creative. He exists all over the world and is not spread by others. It just came naturally."

And there is no doctrine, let alone a huge system of gods and temples or churches that need to live.

The gods believed by shamans can be all things, vegetation, or the souls of deceased people.In short, the religion of shaman is primitive and mysterious, and few people generally believe in it.

The little heavenly master briefly explained the definition of "shaman", and then said: "It is normal for this house to have life. Because the shaman believes that everything in the world has life."

And this house is probably the "god" sensed by the shaman. After all, in the shaman's world, stones are an important element. Generally, shamans believe that the gods will be hidden in the stone.

Li Qiubao half-understood, seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.

However, these are not the most important things.

Li Qiubao still remembered that the little celestial master said that he came this time to find more evidence about the "great mage".Say what, afraid of blaming good people?He also said that it was too coincidental that the connection of these incidents was too coincidental, and he was afraid that Ms. Li Mo would be used as a "scapegoat" and put out a cover-up.

Li Qiubao didn't understand what the little celestial master was thinking, he just found it complicated, anyway, he did what the little celestial master said.

It's a pity that the two turned the bedroom upside down, but found no key evidence. Instead, they found a children's drawing with two female-looking matchstick figures on it. Nothing can be seen at all.

The little celestial master was a little disappointed. Although he was not reconciled, he had no choice but to give up.

However, just as the two left and went downstairs, the "afterimage" appeared again in Yinlou.

Several aunts and aunts gathered downstairs, chatting while knocking sunflower seeds, saying which family had a quarrel last night, and the quarrel was loud.He also said what new policies have been introduced recently and some international topics.

Before the little Tianshi and Li Qiubao went downstairs, they were deafened by their laughter.

However, after going downstairs, the topic of the aunts and mothers-in-law suddenly changed and became mysterious. They discussed an old man upstairs who died not long ago. Before his death, he made a will, saying that his funeral must be It will be presided over by Master Li.

At first, his son didn't listen, so he found a mage to do it, calculated the date and prepared to be buried.Unexpectedly, the old man's corpse "can't die with his eyes closed", and the closed eyes will always open!

In the end, I had to use another method to string the eyelids together with a needle and thread, which was regarded as "rest in peace", but I had to wait for another day for burial.

As a result, at night, strange things happened frequently in the Guan family. In the dead of night, there would be creaking, fingernails scratching the coffin boards, and "bang bang bang" pushing. Always being shaken open, the sewed eyes will open again inexplicably!

In the end, the old man's family was really scared and had no choice but to look for Master Li.

"Hey, speaking of Master Li...can she still preside over such a thing?"

"Who knows, host, she wasn't crazy before! She scratched other people's doors every night! I think she's out of her mind! Besides, who knows where her daughter went!" One of them snorted coldly, She obviously didn't like "Master Li" for a long time, "One day, I know that she is pretending to be a ghost, and her daughter is lost. If she is really capable, can't she find it?"

"I still keep asking that high-achieving student. I have already said that she is a liar. Why do so many people here still believe that she has supernatural powers?"

"Oh, please don't say a few words... Poor parents in the world, Master Li is also a poor person. He brought a daughter to depend on each other, and suddenly he disappeared..."

"Speaking of which, Master Li has been moving out for so long, how did old man Guan find someone for his son?"

"Hey, you don't know much about this news, right? Two days ago, before the old man Guan left, Master Li came back to advertise himself! Just pasted a large red paper on the notice board." ! Didn’t you go to see it? It seems to be about some kind of 'Sacred Immortals'..."

"Ah, I'm not so busy that I'm dizzy, how can I have time to watch..."

The aunts chatted enthusiastically, and the little celestial master and Li Qiubao ran straight to the direction they were pointing at—the notice board. Sure enough, I saw a big red paper, but the writing on it was blurred, especially the title. There, there is only one fairy character left.

In the vaguely visible content, there are words like "Believe in my teaching and fulfill your wishes".

But with this evidence, it can finally be proved directly.

The little celestial master took the piece of paper and took Li Qiubao to leave.Suddenly there was a dull drum sound from upstairs——"boom"!

The earth seemed to be shaken.

I saw four middle-aged men slowly walking down from upstairs carrying a heavy coffin.Behind the coffin are first-class men and women in linen and filial piety, holding portraits in their hands, crying as they walk, and some seem to throw white paper around.

At the end of the line was a woman in that cumbersome costume. She didn't look tall, her face was wrapped in white cloth, and her facial features could not be seen clearly, and she wore a hat with a "bead curtain" on her head.

It's like walking out of the bedroom just now!

Most importantly, the woman was carrying a leather drum, her arm was exposed and clearly visible, and there was a lifelike tattoo of a portrait on her arm!