oops!
When he got under the bed, the old god stick knocked the back of his head off the bed board and let out a cry of pain.
With such an old bone, the old god stick made him crawl under the narrow bed, which was really difficult for him.
"Did the old magic stick find anything?"
The old god stick crawled back under the bed with his butt pouted, and at first he didn't notice anything unusual, but when the old god stick turned over with difficulty and changed to a back-down and face-up posture, suddenly, he He let out a little surprise in his mouth.
"What's wrong?" Fangzheng thought he had made a new discovery, so he hurriedly asked.
"Little brother, Chen Zhixing, a high school examinee who was rescued by us, really didn't lie. There are a lot of yellow talismans pasted under this bed. There are at least twenty or thirty yellow talismans pasted under this bed, almost covering the entire bed board. .”
Perhaps it was because the old Godstick felt uncomfortable in the supine position in the narrow space, so the Old Godstick twisted his body a few times, and after re-adjusting to a comfortable position, he looked at the yellow talisman stuck under the bed and continued: "But , Old Daoist, I figured out why Chen Zhixing asked for so many yellow talismans, but none of them had any effect."
"It turns out that the yellow talismans bought by this high school student are all printed versions!"
When it comes to the words of the printed version, the tone of the old god stick is obviously disdainful.
I don't know when it started.
Whether it is a temple, a Buddhist temple, or a village that sells yellow talismans, they all keep pace with the times and change them into yellow talismans printed on the assembly line to ward off evil spirits.
To give a simple example, when there is something to do, the yellow talismans pasted on the windows are all printed yellow talismans.
For another example, funerals, ground breaking, etc., have also been changed to printed yellow talismans.
But if you think about it carefully, it's somewhat understandable.
After all, where is the population base of 1.3 billion in the country, plus during the period of reform and opening up, all ghosts and snakes were eliminated. When demand exceeds supply, the market will self-regulate.
And this also steals the business of many folk metaphysics people like the old god stick in disguise.
So when the old magic stick encounters this kind of soulless talisman paper, can he disdain it
Without the aura of the human body, the yellow talismans printed by the machine are soulless.
It's like eating melon seeds, only eating melon seeds but not melon seeds, you can only get the body of melon seeds, but not the soul of melon seeds.
This is the collision of ancient inheritance and modern industrial civilization.
"Old God, besides these yellow talismans, have you found anything else?" Fangzheng already knew about the yellow talismans under the bed.
When Captain Fei made a statement for Chen Zhixing, Chen Zhixing mentioned it in the video, so Fang Zheng was not surprised at all.
"Old man, let me see again..."
After the old magic stick finished speaking, he searched under the bed for a while, because Fangzheng's vision was limited, he didn't know what the old magic stick was groping under the bed.
Until a minute or two later, the head of the old magic stick got out from under the bed to breathe, and said: "Except for those fake talisman papers, there is nothing else."
"Little brother, old man, can I come out? The space under the bed is so crowded, old man, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Just when the old magic stick was about to drill out again, Fang Zheng stopped the old magic stick.
"Old god stick, you wait for a while and come out later. You said that when Chen Miaoqi hid in her brother's room, did she hide under the bed when the light was turned off, which was the least likely to be found? Or did she choose to turn on the light?" hide under the bed?"
Before the old god stick could react, the light bulb in the bedroom suddenly went out, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.
The old magic stick was startled: "Why is it suddenly dark?"
"Little brother, did you turn off the light?"
Facing the sudden darkness, the old god stick was startled, and subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he forgot that he was lying under the bed at this time, but with a bang, his forehead hit the bed board hard, and he immediately screamed in pain. The old magic stick was covering the big bump on his forehead with his hands under the bed, complaining that Fangzheng was too sudden, and turning off the lights when he said he would turn off the lights, without giving him any time to prepare mentally.
The old god stick was screaming and complaining, but with a bang, Fangzheng left the bedroom and locked the old god stick under the bed in the pitch-black bedroom.
The old magic stick was frightened, and he wanted to struggle out without even thinking about it, but in the dark bedroom, coupled with the deterioration of his eyesight after getting older, the old magic stick would not be able to get out for a while, and his head was still hit under the bed several times. There is an extra bag.
Just at this moment, click...
In the darkness, there was a slight twisting sound of the doorknob.
The old god stick made a move.
Subconsciously shrank her head under the bed, and the two eyes hiding under the bed secretly looked towards the door, wanting to see who came in? Did Fangzheng come in
Click, click... The doorknob, which was invisible in the dark, twisted a few more times, and then, with a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.
In the quiet, indistinct darkness.
pat...
pat...
In the hazy darkness, a pair of fuzzy feet walked into the bedroom. The old magic stick under the bed held his breath, trying to see if the pair of fuzzy feet walking into the dark bedroom were the Fang Zheng he knew.
The eyes move little by little.
Follow the fuzzy feet that push the door in from the outside.
Pat, clack, clack... close! near! closer! The old god stick looked at the blurred feet in the darkness that was gradually approaching the side of the bed. He put one hand into the Taoist robe and quietly held a hard object in the Taoist robe. He was about to escape at any time, just as the old god stick was about to speak When shouting whether it is Fangzheng... I don't know!
The two feet in the dark bedroom suddenly changed direction and walked towards the door of the bedroom again. It seemed that they forgot to turn on the light and wanted to go back to the door of the bedroom to turn on the light.
Because that's where the light switch is.
And next to the switch on the wall, there was a full-length mirror standing right next to it... When those two feet passed by the full-length mirror, their eyes had been following closely, and the old magic stick hidden under the bed suddenly froze.
The owner of the feet is not reflected in the mirror!
Only a bed appeared in the mirror!
And a person hiding under the bed!
When he saw the person under the bed reflected in the mirror, the old god stick said, "Little brother! There is a ghost under the bed!!"
In fact, there is no need to shout with the old magic stick!
A mouthful of red hot ghost-headed knife had already cut through the darkness, the rapid initial velocity made the blade squeeze the air on both sides, and cut with a loud sound in the small bedroom.
"caught you!!"
"Blast me!!"
This knife came too fast, Peng!
The full-length mirror exploded directly.
The huge force on the blade, even undiminished, together with the full-length mirror smashed the wall behind the mirror, boom!
The scorching hot pure yang energy on the edge of the blade ruthlessly shattered the mirror.
Fragments of the mirror, fragments of the wooden bracket of the mirror, fragments of masonry on the wall, and a large number of fragments were slashed out by this knife, and the living room outside the bedroom directly became a mess.
Just at this moment, a black figure escaped from the shattered mirror, screamed in mid-air, and wanted to flee outward.
"Get out of here!!"
Raising the palm of the Xiantian God Gang, he grabbed it towards the black shadow who wanted to escape. The Xiantian God Gang cultivated by Fangzheng has integrated a lot of pure Yang internal strength, and is the natural nemesis of these yin nemesis.
(end of this chapter)