My Ghost Story

School 13

"Oh, mother-in-law, if I'm right, do you want me to sneak into your family, and then what?" I chew the radish. It tastes terrible.

"It's time. You are a rare person of good luck among human beings. You represent part of luck, and I have also had an opportunity. After you leave, I will destroy all the origin of dragon fruit." My mother-in-law said softly.

"That won't work. I also have something to do, almost revenge. Unless your surname is Qin, you don't need to talk about anything. But then again, your surname is Pan, how can you be surnamed Qin?" I chewed the radish and said it slurredly.

"This is another source. What do you want to enter the Qin family for?" My mother-in-law asked.

"In order to have rights, others will not treat you as a little white rabbit." I took it for granted.

"Do you think you can stand at the peak of the power of the Qin family with good luck? Even I didn't touch the peak at that time. There seemed to be a huge existence on the Qin family, which was not accessible to the ordinary Qin family. There are only two situations for those who control the fortune in the Qin family. One is to become a ban on others, which is also the road taken by most people. The other is to become a superior person. Generally, the person who controls the fortune has no talent. There is only one person who has reached the peak of power since ancient times. My mother-in-law fell into memories.

"Is it really miserable? Be reduced to someone else's plaything?" Lanzi, Lanzi, I haven't heard of this? Then Qin Qiuyue's identity is not so noble in the family. Lanzi seems to be a not simple role. Sure enough, no one can believe it.

"My mother-in-law has a grandson who is still in that family. I don't know what's going on now. My only request is to save him from the fire pit or kill him."

"Is he also a lucky person?" I pretended not to care.

"Hmm. All right, you can go out now." My mother-in-law took out something like a sports bottle from the corner and handed it to me: "This can live for a day."

"Thank you." I picked it up and walked out of the house into my tent.

A must-have kerosene lamp in the wild. Because I was on my way all day and ate a few radishes, I only felt a burst of heat in my abdomen and my whole body was warm. I fell asleep soon.

I fell asleep and the tent seemed to have a strong wind blowing, swaying around. I have the illusion that I will be blown away. Thinking of my mother-in-law saying that something would happen in the middle of the night, she asked me to look at the school and draw symbols.

Looking at the yellow watch paper and cinnabar in front of me, I was speechless for a moment. What kind of teacher is this? Sitting with a brush stained with cinnabar, I didn't think about what to write. Because I thought about it for too long, I stained the tip of my brush with too much cinnabar, which almost dripped on the yellow paper.

What to write? My mother-in-law said to write casually, even a word. After thinking about it, I wrote a word, which is ugly. It seems that I have to practice calligraphy well. I opened a small gap in the tent and immediately came in by the wind. I pushed it out with the charm I had just written in the wind bar.

Wait, there is no change, can't it? I wrote another one and threw it out again, but still nothing has changed. What's the matter? Don't I have any talent?

The wind outside is still blowing, and I began to suspect that this is just a natural phenomenon and can't be stopped by manpower.

"Human power can change nature at a certain price." My mother-in-law's voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

"I can't write." I really can't do it.

"You are just writing and don't draw any more symbols. Fu needs all your energy to write, thinking about what you want to achieve your goal, but this is very blood-consuming. For example, if you write once, you have to lie in ** for a few days, so generally we will usually write a little and accumulate. If you write too much at a time, you will even be in a coma, that time when you are most vulnerable, so you can't let yourself In that situation. You should know that the symbols we write are our own lives and generally cannot be easily used by others. The weakness after writing the symbol cannot be displayed in front of outsiders.

"What to write?" I really don't know what to write: "Mother-in-law, do you have any other skills? I really don't know this."

"No, my mother-in-law is good at this."

"Where was your foot wrap in the hospital last time?" I have some hope.

"That is incidental. It can't be regarded as a teacher. The standard for you to be a teacher is very simple, that is, to eliminate what causes Zhang Shun's coma.

"I really can't." I played tricks.

"I know. Let me help you." My mother-in-law said.

"Thank you, wait." I thought my mother-in-law wanted to help me, but I didn't expect that the tent around me was missing. There are black holes around. From time to time, some lonely ghosts want to bite me with a terrible face.

"Mother-in-law, you don't have to play so big. I know I will learn it seriously, but I'm afraid of this." Opposite these tragic images in front of me - how can I concentrate on crying and howling?

"These are not illusions. I can control them for 5 minutes at most. Don't blame me if you are bitten into a hornet's nest after 5 minutes." My mother-in-law said coldly.

"I'm dead, but no one will save your precious grandson." I took out the last card.

"If it's useless, why should I keep you? Besides, you know my secret."

"You." I finally know what it feels like to be fooled by the other party.

For a moment, the fire of hell came out of me, and my mother-in-law was a little surprised.

"I didn't expect that you still have the power of hell, which is not simple. However, this is harmful to ordinary souls. For those souls with certain cultivation, it is no different from mosquito bites. If you can burn it, I will say why you have not died after eating so many inedible things, because the fire burned part of your body. But it is not omnipotent. The burning of kahuo is not a good thing. If there is a gain, there must be a loss. If you can burn the soul, you must exchange it for the soul. That is to say, you must eat the souls of others to continue to release the karma fire of hell. So far, your soul has been incomplete. Think about it. I guess you will completely disappear from the world a few more times.

What my mother-in-law said was so serious that I suddenly put away the flames. Or put the goal on the symbol. Looking at those ugly faces that flickered away, and remembering that when I was still ignorant, I was cruelly manipulated like a puppet, it was difficult to calm down. Gradually, the faces in front of me merged with the faces of those who betrayed me and hurt me in my memory. Suddenly, I thought of only one word, that is - death.

After writing, the dead words gradually spread from the paper to nothingness like sand, and instantly became the same. I was still sitting in the tent with a dizzy head.

"Very well, you have mastered it. It seems that it is really a blessing."

I didn't listen to what my mother-in-law said, but wrote down three dead words on the paper again. Before the feeling disappeared, when I wanted to write a dead word again, a feeling of weakness surged up, my whole body was weak, and bean-sized sweat fell from my forehead one by one on the yellow paper.

"I told you to take it easy and eat it." My mother-in-law went into the tent and fed me a ginseng.

"Write more when you have feelings to avoid trouble." I ate it and felt better.

"Those children only have a week to live. I think you have to write 4 pieces. It's really a knife-to-mouthed heart. This makes me feel that you are still a little human." My mother-in-law put her hand on the tail of my spine and slowly rubbed it for me. A stream of heating rose from behind.

"Marty? I want to learn. I said in a hurry.

"You are too old. Martial arts should constantly shape the bones when they don't grow up. Of course, they should also keep up with what they eat. An ordinary child with foreign boxing almost doesn't eat. They all eat meat and beef. One day they can eat half of the cow.

"Half a cow will cost 10,000 yuan, isn't it that an ordinary family can't afford it? Then why don't those martial arts practitioners in the gym eat much now? I regained my energy and my mouth became poisoned again.

"You also know that it's called martial arts. What I'm talking about is martial arts and martial arts. It's because I can't afford to raise it now that not many people practice martial arts. My mother-in-law sighed and said, "You can practice Taijiquan at most to nourish yourself, but now Taijiquan is just a fancy shelf."

"Taiji, I don't learn it. So many people learn it, and I never follow the trend. My mother-in-law said that martial arts and martial arts are not the same thing. I've heard people say it before. I feel that this little old lady is still very real, so I unconsciously respected her.

"Oh? Is it?" My mother-in-law said, but she didn't continue to ask, "There are still some master people. Remember to put up with it when you don't have enough capital, and trample on the other party when you are strong enough." What my mother-in-law said is very appealing to me.

"Hmm." I didn't refute it this time.

"Your body is very fragile now. I saw a lot of scars and was injured by nature. Therefore, it is impossible to practice martial arts. But this is the world. The kid is easy to deal with, and often people do heinous things, just like my mother-in-law's family.

The more I listened, the more wrong it became, as if I were telling my last words.

"Mother-in-law..."

"Don't talk and listen to me. My old bones have been living like slaves all my life. I have been thinking about revenge all my life, but I have no chance, so I have to pin my hopes on you. Originally, your attitude made me very suspicious, but the fact that you just wrote continuous symbols makes me think that you are still a promise-keeping person in your heart. So now I feel at ease with you. I will give you tokens, and you will successfully enter the Qin family and say that you are my apprentice. But at the beginning, you are a lowly servant. Everything depends on you. You can show your ability to draw symbols, but you can't show it too well. It's a little useful but easy to master. You are a sharer of luck. I can't help you cover it up, but I feel that your luck is more than that. There seems to be something in you. Things have been sucking your luck. Don't worry about this that others can't see. I have another secret method to know. Do you have any secret treasures on you?

"Baby? It's impossible. I used to take Chengying away later. I unconsciously grabbed my chest, where there was a reli, a piece of not very good jade, which contained the soul of the beast. It just has always been like falling asleep without any movement.

"You don't want to say it, and I don't force it. Remember that there are people outside the world, and if you are not a good person, there must be good retribution. You're right if you don't tell me, in case I have evil intentions. Let's not talk about this. Be careful, your power is nothing in front of the martial artists of the Qin family. There is no doubt that self-preservation is the most important thing. I used my own blood to write charms the most powerfully. In order to test your charms, I asked you to write with cinnabar, but I didn't expect that the power of your cinnabar charms was also middle-class, etc. After I die, you will find a small box in my room, which I have written for decades, with strong and weak abilities. Think of it as your own."

"Mother-in-law."

"Don't be moved, it's all for my grandson. Don't use business fire, that thing is heart-wounding. My mother-in-law said.

"No, I mean, do you still want your foot wrap? Give it to me before you die."

"You..."