Yin and Yang mediator

"babble……"

Straw ropes are hung on wooden beams, and heavy objects are suspended, shaking back and forth lightly, making an overwhelmed sound.

The voice was very soft, drowned in the sound of the TV.

It was loud again, and the sound of the storm outside the house became the background.

No, how can there be any storm outside the house?

Aunt Xiangu seemed to wake up suddenly, she bent forward and fell forward suddenly, and after rolling and crawling for a few steps, she suddenly turned around and looked behind her.

There was nothing behind her, no hanged figure, and it was still the house she was familiar with.

She let out a little breath and looked at the TV screen. The picture on it was also normal, and there was no sign of a hanged ghost.

She finally relaxed and didn't have the time to tidy up. She put the paper money she picked up on the coffee table, pressed it with the TV remote control, and sat down on the wooden sofa with her legs softened.

The wooden sofa is usually used to entertain guests, and the cushions under it are not very good, and the place where people often sit has already been dented.

The mahjong mat used in summer has not been put away, and it feels cold through the clothes.

colder and colder.

On the tea table is a tin pot for making jujube tea.

Aunt Xian didn't mind either, she took a disposable paper cup from under the coffee table, poured herself a glass of water, looked at the smoke coming out of the tea, and didn't care, took a sip, and immediately yelled nervously, Throw the cup out.

The tea that was sprinkled on the ground soon formed white thin ice.

She suddenly saw the white steam she exhaled, as if it was midwinter.

The sound of the TV is still ringing, but it seems to be coming from a far away place, which is not very real.It's quiet outside, it's not that it gradually cleared up after the rain, the rain didn't come down, and the violent wind just stopped.

Not a breath of wind.

Not a gleam of light.

The small bungalow seemed to be stuffed into a black cloth pocket.

The TV suddenly clicked and the picture disappeared.

Aunt Xian's sallow face turned pale with fright, she wanted to open the door to escape, but she couldn't get to the door of the room, and she wanted to go to several other rooms, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

She couldn't faint even if she wanted to, knelt down on the ground, kept kowtow, her lips kept moving, but she couldn't utter a clear word.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard "something" fall to the ground.

Then there was the sound of extraordinarily heavy footsteps, approaching one step at a time, leaving half a footprint above the frozen jujube tea, passing by her side, and finally pushing open the door and going out.

The sun from outside poured in.The half-frozen footprint soon became transparent and turned into water again.

Aunt Xian rolled her eyes and finally passed out.

The middle-aged woman walked in: "What's going on, why is it so weird... Aunt Xian, you said it was... Aunt Xian? Aunt Xian! Master!" She was so panicked that she took out her mobile phone and called, "Master, Master passed out!"

The quality of the phone was not very good, and the voice of the other party came out: "Call an ambulance when you faint, why are you calling me!"

"Oh oh oh."

The ambulance came quickly, but it could only park in the square outside.

The roads in the village are small, and cars cannot pass through.

So the whole village looked at Aunt Xiangu, who was asking God for medicine, and was carried into the ambulance on a stretcher.

The villagers looked at each other in dismay: "Is it Aunt Xian?"

"It's Aunt Xian."

"Aunt Xian can still enter the hospital?"

"Oh, that's what you said. Do you really think that burning a piece of paper and eating it can cure all diseases?"

"Didn't a lot of people come to see her?"

"If she really has that ability, why can't my daughter be cured?"

"Hiss—it's not that after her daughter died..."

A group of people kept secrets, but Aunt Lu, the No. 1 gossip, found out easily.

"That fairy aunt who said she was very clever, I heard that when she was a girl, she was a normal person...cough normal people." She patted Lu Hai on the shoulder, "Go, bring some chairs over here."

There is an open space in front of the farm, the pattern of a basketball court is painted on the ground, but there is no basketball stand.

Grandpa Lu and Grandma Lu are sitting and picking vegetables.

Uncle Lu is preparing bait and is going to take his son to go fishing.

Lu Hua and Xia Qiu had just returned from the village, or even from Aunt Xiangu's place, and stopped when they heard it: "What's going on?"

"Later, Aunt Xian got married and moved to a neighboring village. She heard that her in-law's family was not good, and the daughter she gave birth to soon disappeared. Some people said that the family had gone to other places. When I returned to the village, I paid homage to my master, and I heard that the soul of her daughter who died early was still with her. I heard it was scary."

Lu Hai moved a bench and a small square table.The experience of being a younger brother for many years made him very skillful in taking out thermos bottles and fruits and melon seeds from the house.He was not interested in hearing this, so he greeted him and followed his dad to go fishing.

Uncle Lu had some fishing gear, and Xie Yibing brought over the ashes that Lu Ci left in Wangxiang's warehouse.

The small river was not far from the house. Uncle Lu had just chosen a fishing spot when he saw Xie Yibing and Lu Ci coming down from the mountain.Xie Yibing was still dragging a large bundle of bamboo.

Obviously today the sky is clear and the autumn air is crisp.

When Lu Hai saw the two people, he shrank his neck subconsciously and trembled. He moved the small bench, watched the two brothers pass by, moved his buttocks, and hid to the side with Master Wang in his arms, not even daring to say hello.

After the two of them were far away, they sat on the small bench and whispered to Master Wang who was sitting on the chair: "Brother Xie, is he angry? It's scary."

The little white dog was so frightened that his ears were pressed against his scalp, his curly tail was always raised between his hind legs, and the hair on his back stood up: "Oh."

He is a new ghost cultivator, how can He De face the angry Yin God?Sweeping to the end of a typhoon, I feel that my soul is about to be blown apart.

Only Uncle Lu was indifferent, and laughed at them: "Look at your useless looks." Then he whispered, "Xiao Xie usually smiles, but I didn't expect to be quite scary when angry."

Lu Hai rolled his eyes.Brother Xie is scary even when he is not angry.Can his father stop unconditionally thinking that someone else is a good person just because his food is delicious?Brother Xie is not even a person!

Xie Yibing had already restrained herself very much, and when she got angry in the house, she was just being stubborn.

The houses here in the farm are relatively simple, and they were remodeled from the old houses on the original state-owned farm.

Most of the houses are actually useless.

But where they lived, Xie Yibing still paid attention to it.

It looked like an ordinary log cabin from the outside, very much like the one in the dream, and it was a little bit different from the two-story building converted from the old office building where the rest of the family lived.

There is no wall outside the bungalow, and the soil has been completely loosened, waiting to be planted.

Lu Ci looked at the bamboo that was originally intended to be used as a fence, but Xie Yibing cut it off like sugarcane and tore it into pieces, and patted it: "Okay, don't be angry. She's an outsider, what does she have to do with us?" After thinking about it, I reflected on myself, "I am still wrong about this matter."

"What does it have to do with you?" Xie Yibing interrupted instinctively, noticing that Lu Ci was standing, throwing away a bamboo that had been broken into dregs, picked up the bamboo next to it, and rubbed a bamboo chair with his hands every minute.

Lu Ci's eyes widened, he took his hand and turned it over to look at it, and touched: "Brother Ah Shui, why are you so good! If you have enough materials, can you make a submarine with your hands?"

The lover's admiration finally suppressed Xie Yibing's anger, and he was even able to be modest: "Submarines are still very complicated, and I haven't tried it. If there are detailed drawings and materials, it should be fine." He suddenly thought of his own It seems that there are no submarines in the collection. I don't know when I will have a chance.

As Xie Yibing said, he rubbed a bamboo bench again, and made a footrest with the extra material.

The two of them didn't dislike the bare ground at the door. They put on the bench, raised their feet, and felt very comfortable with the breeze.

Lu Ci held Xie Yibing without a trace of wound, and without a callused hand: "I'll talk to my parents later."

Xie Yibing grabbed Lu Ci's hand violently, and then quickly relaxed: "Actually, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I will be the one who will be with you forever in the future." Parents and so on, after death, it doesn't matter.Oh, for the sake of the family, he must arrange a green passage for them so that they can reincarnate as soon as possible and start a new life.

"Hey! Don't think I don't know what's going on in your heart." This man has a "glorious" history of frightening his parents, and is typically kind on the surface but kind in his heart.

The two sat and chatted for a while, but Lu Ci didn't continue the topic.

After a while, shoots emerged from the soft soil, and they rose up visibly with the naked eye.

Small purple flowers hang from the dark green wolfberries, the buds of the wild chrysanthemums are still small, the honeysuckle climbs into the wall, and a few hollyhocks are stuck inside and outside, growing as high as a story and blooming with colorful flowers.

The vegetable bed is neat and tidy, ridge by ridge.The vegetables on it also grow horizontally and vertically, green and lovely.

There are several nests of wild onions growing in the inconspicuous corners, purple malan flowers and yellow dandelions.

Xie Yibing wasn't surprised, and after a glance, he turned his attention to Lu Ci.

The ignorant little deer stared wide-eyed and opened his mouth slightly: "Are you dreaming?"

"No." Xie Yibing pointed to a sign in front of the door where he had inserted plum blossoms, on which grew a small willow tree as long as an arm, "here."

He has prepared the seeds of the plants.Originally, he wanted to use his spiritual power to perform a "magic" for the little deer, but he didn't expect... Well, Eunuch Land is the best at doing such things.

"Xiao Liu?" Lu Ci gestured to the small willow sticks that were originally long chopsticks, and then looked at the one in front of him, feeling that something was wrong, "Zhong Liu?"

The little willow tree was making a pond for itself. Seeing Lu Ci approaching, he patted his leg hair with a leaf perfunctorily, then lifted up the wooden sign with plum blossoms on the ground, threw it on the ground, and landed on the soft soil It was smashed into dregs and buried with satisfaction.

Yes, Koyanagi was right.

"Little Liu grows so fast."

"Hi!" The hanged ghost suddenly appeared, and sat down on the empty bamboo chair without saying a word, "I accidentally got full. I only wanted to eat two towns, but I didn't expect to eat four."

The author has something to say:

Ah Shui brother