There was nothing wrong that night, Zhong Ling also returned to his home. Early the next morning, I came to the second room of the guest house. The morning light did not break until dawn. When the windows were opened, the room looked warm and full of vigor, but it was placed in disorder on the ground. With a pile of old things, people's mood has fallen to the bottom, especially a pile of odd-shaped wood carvings, which are actually small gadgets carved with stool legs.
"Hey, come out."
"Uncle Scar? Come out, I have something to ask you."
I said two words into the air, like a self-directed and self-acted drama, I am the only protagonist, I am the only supporting actor, I am the director, I am the screenwriter, this is a stage for one person, and the black charm brings me The influence has not completely dissipated. I am like a person who cannot distinguish between illusion and reality. I am not sure whether what I have seen and heard is true, because the series of strange dreams before has left me with lingering fears. , Black talisman can bring black worms, but can black talisman really cause hallucinations and strange dreams? Why don't I remember Zhou Qide said it.
Generally speaking, a kind of talisman has only one specific effect. If I am not mistaken, this kind of black talisman is at the profound level. I don’t know how many times it is. Insects can interfere with people's thinking.
My head started to get a little dizzy, and the scenery in front of me became overlapping phantoms. Although I am a Taoist priest, after all, my Taoism is limited. I feel more and more that the black talisman itself is not complicated, but it can attract black flying insects. It's nothing more than a spell, but I will have various hallucinations, and my body will become weak and haggard. It's not just a black talisman.
I want to find a fortune teller to help me see what's wrong with me. A Taoist priest finds another Taoist fortune-telling. I am afraid that Zhou Xiaoxian is not the first person in ancient and modern times.
Did the scar face actually appear, or was it my hallucination? And what happened to the bookcase and ceiling that suddenly fell that day.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt an air-conditioning rising from behind. How could Zhao Dachuan die so easily, or else there was a person around me who could discuss the problem. As for Guo Dashan, there is no qualification at all, except for the whole thing. Tian'Mrs. Zhong's'Mrs.Zhong' doesn't have any skills anymore.
A series of question marks made me a little confused. I sat on the chair and took two deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Finally I felt a person standing behind me.
I was shocked, and I felt that I could finally solve a problem that had been lingering in my heart for a long time.
"You are finally here." I said with some relief. After all, the person who can answer my doubts is probably only a person at the level of Scarface. He comes and goes without a trace, and he comes to me, he must For any reason, he might be able to help me find Master Zhou Qide.
"Your kid has been talking to himself in this room all morning, what's up? I'm sick again?" It turned out that it was Guo Dashan, a living ghost, and I was a little disappointed immediately, like a deflated ball.
"Damn, you're a ghost, you're just crazy." I smiled and said jokingly.
Guo Dashan leaned down, picked up the small wooden sculptures on the ground, with a surprised expression, and said: "It's amazing! You carved these wooden sculptures? It's amazing, I didn't expect you to have this kind of talent.".
"I didn't carve it. I don't have this ability. I guess it was a big bowl of tea carving. Or, he bought it and sold it. What about so much. Have you seen Zhong Ling?" I leaned on the chair and said.
"I have been there. The doctor said it was just a weak body, no big deal, and I can be discharged in the afternoon."
"Oh." I calmly returned.
"What's it called? Don't you go and see, how do you say, Zhong Ling is also your friend?" Guo Dashan said angrily.
I looked calm, and then a little sad, and said: "Yes, because I am a friend, I don't go to see her. Isn't the trouble I caused her enough?".
"Go, follow me to a place." I stood up and said.
"Go to the cornfield again!? Forget it."
"No, don't go to the cornfields. Do you know that there is a fortune-telling place in Beauty Town?" I summoned up the courage and said this sentence.
Hearing this, Guo Dashan was taken aback for a moment, and then the expression on his face was as brilliant as blooming flowers, and he said, "Aren't you a decent cudgel yourself! You are still looking for someone else's fortune-telling!" Are you afraid of making an international joke!".
I said seriously: "I'm really not in the mood to make international jokes with you. Let's talk about it, wherever there are fortune tellers, or Feng Shui, as long as Dao Xing is higher than me.".
"Ah, oh!" Guo Dashan first made a strange sound like a pig cry, his face was triumphant, and he said with yin and yang weirdness: "This is easy, after all, it is too easy to find someone who is higher than you." .
"Don't talk nonsense, take me there!" My cough has stopped temporarily, but my body still feels something is wrong, and there are still ghosts when I look at things. For example, when I look at Guo Dashan in front of me, sometimes there will be two Guo Dashan overlaps. This situation is especially obvious when facing the direction of the sun. I think one Guo Dashan smiles at me, while the other Guo Dashan is expressionless. This is not as simple as myopia. How can a person make two expressions at the same time
Guo Dashan and I rode an electric scooter borrowed from Dawancha. We went all the way to the street, turning around and turning many turns, and finally came to a secluded small alley, one with a north facing south. The cabin appeared before our eyes.
The room is small, but very delicate. There is a bamboo basket at the door with a long bamboo tube inside. The rice paper is rolled into a long strip and placed in the hollow long bamboo tube.
"Go and take out that piece of rice paper." Guo Dasan said cautiously. I knew there was something this guy didn't tell me. He said that he was panicked, it was too easy to tell.
"What are you doing? Sneaky."
"Let you get it, you just get it, don't you want to fortune telling?" Guo Dashan still looks humble, making people want to beat him very much.
"What's wrong in this? Can't even I tell."
"Tell you, it's no fun."
"Okay, take it. If she can eat it, I won't make it." As I said, I walked forward and took out the rice paper from the long bamboo tube. As soon as I touched the rice paper, I knew it was a good high-quality rice paper. , And it is very old, at least it is something from the Qing Dynasty, otherwise even with the best papermaking technology now, this antique and exquisite workmanship can't be found.
The goodness of this rice paper does not lie in how perfect it is, but because of its completely hand-made craftsmanship. It can be seen that the person who makes this rice paper must be very careful, rich in content, and very literate. People.
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