When I heard grandma''s words, I didn''t dare to move.

    For fear of being found by those ghosts, and then bad things.

    Sure enough, after a while, I felt that the temperature in the whole room had dropped a lot.

    Even though it''s summer vacation, I still feel like I''ve got goose bumps.

    Not only that, but soon I saw all kinds of ghosts coming into the restaurant one after another. There were hanging ghosts, starving ghosts, lusters, bloody ghosts and so on.

    To tell you the truth, I''ve been used to seeing ghosts since I met Mo liangye.

    But all of a sudden to see so many ghosts, or a variety of ghosts, my heart is still some pestle, even the hands are unconsciously shaking.

    Grandma saw that I was afraid and shook my hand, which seemed to give me some strength. Then I gradually relaxed.

    After about 20 minutes, grandma suddenly stood up, walked slowly to the door of the restaurant, took off the bowl and hung up the broom.

    I know, grandma. It''s time to close.

    When these ghosts go, grandma and I can follow these ghosts to find the little boy''s soul.

    Thinking of this, I can''t help but feel happy for the smooth degree of this operation.

    I thought it would be difficult this time, but I didn''t expect it to be so smooth. I just squatted in the corner for a while, and I could easily find clues. This work is really easy.

    After grandma hung up the broom, the ghosts naturally understood the meaning and began to walk out of the shop one by one.

    Seeing that the ghosts in the shop were almost gone, I didn''t know why, but I went out with them.

    This kind of feeling is very wonderful, as if there is a force that attracts me to move forward.

    Moreover, in the process of walking, my brain has gradually become blank, countless memories and consciousness from my brain bit by bit away.

    I couldn''t help but feel a little scared. Seeing grandma standing by the door, I wanted to call her.

    But no matter how hard I try, I can''t make any sound.

    Seeing that I was going to follow those ghosts, I was so anxious that I reached out to pull the things beside me and wanted to stop.

    But my body has been completely disobeyed, in addition to follow forward, I can''t do anything else.

    I don''t know what''s wrong. Why do I follow these things?

    What is the thing that attracts me to go ahead?

    Where are these ghosts going to take me?

    Countless problems suddenly came to my mind. The more I thought about it, the more scared I was, but I still couldn''t stop and follow them.

    At this moment, I really want to cry, but the sad thing is that I can''t even shed tears.

    Because my body, has completely out of control, I now like a zombie.

    However, what''s more strange is that in this process, grandma didn''t find my abnormality, let alone catch up with me!

    It''s over. It seems that this time, I''m really over.

    Originally, I expected to go back to buy a house for her after dealing with the affairs of Miao Jiang with my grandmother.

    As a result, it''s good. Let alone buy her a house, I can''t even spend the rest of my life with her!

    It''s really sad to think about it!

    In this way, I don''t know how long I''ve been following those ghosts. When I get to a certain intersection, they are all scattered.

    I went, this is to each home, each find the rhythm of the mother?

    Who am I going with?

    However, I soon found that my doubts were superfluous.

    Because that strange force appeared again, and attracted me to follow a hanged ghost.

    We walked and walked, walked and walked about three blocks, and finally came to a temple.

    The hanged ghost turned back, hung his scarlet tongue, and actually looked at me with a meaningful smile.

    Shit, what do you mean?

    I have to say that the hanged ghost is really ugly.

    His face was white as a zombie, his eyes were bulging, and his scarlet tongue was drooling disgustingly.

    How do you feel when such a thing smiles at you?

    At this moment, I can''t find any other words to describe it except vomiting.

    The hanged ghost laughed at me for a while, turned around and took me step by step up the steps of the temple, and got in through a dog hole in the corner.

    Seven turns and eight turns in the temple, and finally stopped at the door of a Buddhist temple.

    He gently blew the wind chime on the eaves of the door, listening to the crisp sound, inexplicably, I actually raised my hand to push the door of the Zen room.

    After entering, I saw an old monk sitting inside.

    The old monk was obviously very happy when he saw me. He nodded: "yes, this little girl is a pure Yin person born on ghost day. It''s very suitable!"

    Before I could understand what he meant, he opened the mechanism and led me into the basement hidden at the bottom of the Zen room.

    As a result, as soon as I entered the basement, I heard an extremely shrill cry coming from the central alchemy furnace.

    "Call, call for a while, you will all turn into a pool of water, and then slowly condense into the ghost pill I want!"

    With that, the old monk laughed wildly.

    Hearing this, I probably have understood the whole story.

    It turns out that the old monk took advantage of the greed of those who came to the temple to pray for blessings. He asked them to open their shop day and night to worship the ghosts. Then he took the opportunity to hook the souls of those who were unstable or had a heavy spirit. He brought them here and used the alchemy furnace to refine the ghosts into the spirit pill, so as to achieve some ulterior purpose!

    Damn, what a vicious monk!

    Probably because of my pure Yin soul, the old monk was obviously in a very good mood. He took me around the basement.

    This is clearly showing off the rhythm to me!

    At the moment, I feel very angry in my heart. I want to tear him to pieces.

    But now I''m completely under his control. I can''t even act on my own, let alone deal with him.

    However, when I saw a soul in the corner of the dungeon, I was still a little excited.

    Because it''s not the soul of others, it''s the soul of the little boy my grandmother and I have been looking for!

    It''s really hard to find a place to break iron shoes. It''s easy to get them!

    We''ve been looking for it for so long, but we didn''t expect to find it here!

    But even if we find it, what can we do?

    Now even my own soul is hooked by the old monk. How can I save the little boy''s soul?

    But just when I couldn''t think of a way out of my head, a familiar figure came down from the Zen room above and slapped the old monk on the back with extremely rapid speed.

    The old monk suffered from eating pain, and his Qi and blood surged up, and he vomited a mouthful of blood in an instant.

    "Who is it? Who dares to break into my meditation room? " The old monk wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his robe, turned around and roared.

    I saw behind him, like a grandmother that Sassou heroic posture.

    "Bald ass, you violated the reincarnation of heaven and broke the rules of the temple. Today I will abolish you for the Buddha!"