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Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth paper bag

The old man pushed me out of the door without saying a word, and then locked it cleanly.

Before leaving, I did not forget to remind me about his long trip these days.

Only I was left alone.

I want to talk to these two stone lions at the door, but at this time, they never make any sound no matter how I call them.

Forget these two goods, I guess they fell asleep like this.

I can only go to take a taxi after get off work at this point, but it is really not easy to take a taxi at this point.

I didn't know how long I had been waiting in the cold wind, so I finally called a taxi from my phone. In fact, while I was waiting just now, I couldn't wait to see what the old man gave me. But I didn't go to see it for a long time. Apart from the fact that there was no street light, the rest was that the cold wind around was too sharp.

It’s really his uncle, why lock the door! Can’t I just ask me to take a taxi and then lock the door?

I got into the taxi and asked the driver to turn on the light behind.

At this time, I carefully opened the paper bag handed over to me by the old man.

I uncovered one layer, but what I didn't expect was that there was actually another layer below. The old man didn't know what was wrapped, and it had three layers.

When I opened the last layer, I realized that the piece of yellow paper wrapped in it turned out to be.

Talisman?

This thing comes to my mind at the first time. If you want to say what I am most familiar with, it must be a talisman. What does the old man mean when he handed me a talisman? I have seen the talisman drawn by the old man before. Although it is quite good, the effect is not very good.

But this just happened tonight. Do you think I still think that old man is really weak?

What is this talisman? I lifted it up and wanted to see clearly what was drawn on it.

"Brother, what kind of talisman are you? Amulet?" The driver was startled by this sentence. Can you understand what it is like to be interrupted by a sudden sound when a person concentrates on looking at something?

To be honest, I was almost scared to death. I never felt this way when facing ghosts.

"Ah, yes, I just asked for it." I said.

The driver smiled.

I didn't see this talisman clearly. The lights in the car were too dim, and the old man's drawing was not particularly clear, so it led to the problem that I couldn't see anything clearly at this time.

I knew I could see clearly with my phone, but the driver's laughter aroused my curiosity.

"Master, have you studied this?" I asked.

There are very few vehicles at night, so the driver is more relaxed and casual when driving.

"Hey, there is no question of research, but we are running night shifts, so who can't believe this thing?" said the driver.

I nodded to express my agreement with the driver's statement. The word Yin and Yang is not that simple. It belongs to Yang during the day and is for people to live, while at night it belongs to Yin for ghosts to live.

But now the black and white are reversed, and the night is regarded as the daytime, and the day is regarded as the nighttime. How can there be no reason for this?

In addition, things like taxis are used to pick up and drop off living people. However, if you drive at night, you can easily get into some unclean things, which is inevitable.

Of course, most ghosts just take a ride and don’t make any trouble. But who can guarantee that there are no thorns among these ghosts?

It’s not impossible to scare people when you come out. I don’t need to say more about what the reaction of ghosts you see when ordinary people see? I believe everyone can understand it.

Of course, these are all those ghosts that are rational, and those irrational ghosts will be bound by their obsessions during their lifetime, so they will not scare these taxi drivers who have no grudges against them.

"Master, you are right. Do you have a talisman here? Let's take a look." I don't know that nerve is wrong.

The driver was driving, but at this time he glanced at me and glanced at the mirror in front of the car. I glanced at me and said, "You can't say that there is something on this talisman. Since there is a light next to this talisman, I can see it clearly."

I looked at it for a while and found a problem. Although this talisman can keep the picture safe, the drawing method above is wrong. It has an opposition relationship with the ghosts, and it has a sense of being pointed at the tip of the head. However, this talisman is not enough to destroy those ghosts, so such a talisman is completely a time bomb. Not only can it not blow up other ghosts, but it is also very likely to blow itself in.

Now I am always cinnabar, so when I saw this, I asked him to draw a few strokes on it. Of course, I did it while he was not paying attention. This way I can be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.

The driver sent me back to Hu Yiyi's house, and then he left, and I want to explain it. I have never met him again.

I tiptoed upstairs. This kind of life made me a little tired. I didn’t feel this way when I returned to Hu Yiyi’s residence. Instead, I got it.

Hu Yiyi should have gone back to the room and fell asleep, and I was the only one left in the living room. I turned on the light in the living room and placed the old man's tight talisman under the lamp to observe it carefully.

The old man draws it casually, and it seems that he has painted it many times.

But why do I feel so familiar with the way of drawing this talisman? I feel like I have painted it.

"Is this?" A very magical idea suddenly popped up in my mind. It seems that he really knows how to draw this talisman.

Although the Pharaoh painted this brush is very sloppy, it is basically the same.

Isn’t this Taiqing Yin Fire Breaking the Evil Talisman?

When I thought of this possibility, I felt much more energetic. How did the old man draw this talisman?

I only thought of what was in that ancient book. Since the old man could draw that talisman, wouldn’t he be closely related to that book?

Who is the old man?

Although he didn't say it clearly, I could think about it casually.

I began to recall that everything that happened when I came into contact with this ancient book was like a movie that kept flashing in front of my eyes.

However, at this moment, my eyes suddenly opened wide, which reminded me of a possibility.

I'll go to his uncle, can't this old man be him?

A person was in my mind.

Just when I was so surprised, I suddenly heard a voice.

"Why did you come back so late?" Hu Yiyi's voice came from the side.

I saw Hu Yiyi appearing beside me in a pajamas.

"You can scare people so easily, don't you know?" I exhaled.
Chapter completed!
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