When the magic stick summons cute pets

Wang Huaxiang fell into a drowsy sleep, and suddenly felt his body sinking suddenly, as if he was being pressed tightly by some heavy object. His chest felt a strong sense of oppression, and it became difficult to breathe immediately. stand up.

Like a fish out of water, he desperately opened his mouth to gasp for more oxygen, but with little success.

The brain, which was still dazed, regained consciousness in an instant under such circumstances, but the eyelids still couldn't be opened, and the hands hanging on both sides seemed unable to even move slightly.

Wang Huaxiang panicked, and before he could think much, the words "ghost pressing bed" immediately flooded into his mind.

It was probably early in the morning, and he could clearly hear footsteps coming from the living room through the half-open door.His eyelids were trembling rapidly, and his lips were trembling slightly all the time, as if he was asking for help from the other side of the living room, but after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't do anything.

A cold wind kept pouring into his body, making his teeth chatter in the cold. Suddenly, he seemed to feel a slight depression on the side of his bed, as if someone was sitting on it. his side.

He looked at him, the eyes full of gloom pressed over, even if Wang Huaxiang couldn't open his eyes at the moment, he could feel it very clearly.After a long time, he heard the person sitting next to him speak in his direction.

The voice was cold, with a kind of resentment that made people's backs tremble: "Why do people like you still live well after I die?"

Wang Huaxiang shuddered all over, and opened his eyes suddenly.

There was already some light outside the window, and the faint sunlight poured in through the gaps in the curtains, making the room brighter.Wang Huaxiang trembled all over and took a few deep breaths. He quickly raised his eyes and scanned his surroundings with an ugly expression and abnormal vigilance.

As far as he could see, the whole room was empty, and he didn't see anyone else except himself.But even so, his face was still tense, his eyes were gloomy, with a hint of vigilance.

The oppressive feeling in the chest has not completely faded away, and there will be a needle-like pain in the lungs when breathing hard.

Wang Huaxiang stretched out his hand to cover his chest and took a quick breath, then quickly lifted the quilt, and stumbled off the bed.

Outside the house, Liu Min was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing Wang Huaxiang get up, she called out in surprise, "Dad, are you awake?"

Wang Huaxiang waved his hand, and he didn't seem to care much about people.

He sat on the sofa and lay down for a while, until he felt that the strong discomfort in his body gradually faded away, then he went to the washstand to wash up, then turned around and asked at the other end: "Ah How about strong, still sleeping?"

Liu Min brought rice porridge and fried dumplings to the dining table, and responded: "Last night he said he was not feeling well, he said he was hot and cold, and he didn't sleep until early morning."

Putting the things down and wiping his hands, he looked at Wang Huaxiang again: "When I woke up in the morning, I saw that he was sleeping soundly, so I didn't call him."

Listening to the words on the other end, Wang Huaxiang frowned slightly, and muttered under his throat: "Is it cold and hot? How come he has such a problem when he is doing well."

Liu Min was setting the table and chopsticks, but couldn't hear what was being said on the other side: "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Wang Huaxiang got up from the sofa and went to sit at the dining table. He didn't reply to her, but said impatiently to her: "It's nothing, don't ask nonsense if you have nothing to do." He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and continued. , "It's already seven o'clock, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you have to eat. Isn't it even more unbearable to not eat? Go, wake up Ah Qiang."

Liu Min nodded in response, turned around and hurried back to her bedroom.

Not long after, I heard a little voice coming from the other side of the bedroom, followed by some other sounds. Not long after, there was the sound of "pata pata" made by slippers rubbing on the ground. When I looked up, I saw Wang Qiang He and Liu Min came out one after the other.

Facing the light, Wang Qiang, who was walking in front, looked pale and haggard, a little abnormal.There were deep bruises under his eyes, drooping brows and eyes, and an unshaven beard. His whole person exuded a lifeless smell.

Wang Huaxiang was taken aback by him, quickly put down the chopsticks, leaned over and frowned at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wang Qiang forced a smile at the other end, moved his body staggeringly to the dining table, then shook his whole body unsteadily, and fell down on the stool suddenly.

"Eh--"

Wang Huaxiang and Liu Min were taken aback by his appearance, and quickly reached out to help him, and managed to prevent the other end from falling off the chair.

Wang Huaxiang looked down at his weak feet that seemed to be fluttering, and the anxiety that had not dissipated in his heart became stronger now: "Didn't you still be fine during the day yesterday, and you just slept all night, why did you change?" Is it like this?"

"Hey, Dad, you ask me, how can I know? My whole head is still dizzy now." Wang Qiang supported the table with one hand and his head with the other. He gasped and complained: "Last night I had a nightmare all night, and just now I encountered a ghost press, if Xiao Min hadn't called me, I probably wouldn't be able to move until now..."

When Wang Huaxiang heard him say this, he paused for a while, and then the expression on his face became a little weird: "Are you also crushed by ghosts?"

Wang Qiang nodded slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed to realize something. He stared slightly at the other end and looked over again. His voice was suppressed in his throat and then squeezed out, which seemed a little changed: "Dad, Don't you also-"

Wang Huaxiang pursed his lips and remained silent, but there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Liu Min listened to the conversation between the two and felt a little confused, so she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Wang Huaxiang had something in his heart, and he felt that the uneasy and unknown fear in his heart seemed to have a knife hanging over his head that was about to fall at any time. The depressive feeling that the mountain rain was coming made him All have trouble sleeping and eating.

Glancing at the other end, he shouted angrily, "Don't talk too much about women's things that shouldn't be asked", then looked at Wang Qiang, and said, "Anyway, today is the weekend, if you are really unwell, go to the hospital again Look over there. Leilei came back from traveling in City H today, it doesn't matter if you are sick, but don't pass it on to my eldest grandson."

Listening, Wang Qiang seemed to be thinking of his son as well, nodded and smiled and said, "Dad, I know."

Wang Huaxiang said "um", and picked up the chopsticks again: "Let's eat."

Liu Min and Wang Qiang sat down at their seats when they heard the other side speak, picked up their chopsticks and ate breakfast in silence.

Wang Huaxiang gulped down all the rice porridge, picked up a few fried dumplings and ate them, wiped his mouth, glanced at the time, and prepared to change his shoes and go out.The two people at the other end looked at his movements, and hurriedly asked: "Dad, are you going to 'go to work'? Aren't you not feeling well, or should you rest for a few more days?"

"Why don't you rest, it's all money waiting for me to get it!" The other end replied while changing the shoes: "Just a few days of rest, you don't count how much we lost! If we don’t make any more money, is our family waiting to drink the northwest wind?”

As if thinking of something, he said cheerfully: "And our Leilei will soon go to University B to study in university. He is going to be a college student. Why don't I earn more for his tuition!"

Saying that, he waved his hands to the two people in the room, turned around and went out in a good mood.

It was true that the sun was still bright outside early in the morning, but when he went out now, a thick layer of dark clouds had already begun to cover the sky.

There was no sunshine, but the temperature was still frighteningly high. The ground began to return to humidity everywhere, and the air was filled with a kind of sultriness that is unique before the heavy rain.

Wang Huaxiang was looking up at the dark clouds in the sky, thinking about when the rain would fall, and walked along the side of the alley and turned a corner. "The crisp sound, as if something was kicked over.

Frowning slightly impatiently, he lowered his head and looked down, only to see that the one kicked over by him was actually an iron basin under his feet, and the ashes of the surrounding fires were scattered all over the ground, and by the way, all the food dishes enshrined next to him were also scattered. They all crashed crookedly.

"Which family is dead, burning money for a dead person has to stand in the way of the living!"

Wang Huaxiang had something on his mind at first, and was roasted by the hot and stuffy weather. Now, looking at the traces of the sacrifices in front of him, an unknown fire suddenly broke out.

Standing on the spot, he cursed angrily for a while, then kicked the iron basin further away, then patted the ashes of the ghost on his legs, turned around and continued walking forward along the road.

It seemed to be a little darker, but there was no wind.Wang Huaxiang walked for a while in such weather, only to feel that his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

"This ghost weather!"

He cursed in a low voice, and turned around again, only to see several piles of burnt ashes appearing at the entrance of the alley not far away.One by one, piled together like a pocket grave bag.

Wang Huaxiang trembled slightly from the fright of his association. He spat at the pile of ashes, cursed "bad luck" inwardly, and then quickly stepped up and walked around from there.

It's just that he met several in a row, even if he didn't care about these things, he couldn't help but start to mutter in his heart.Frowning, he took out his mobile phone to check the date, but before he could check it carefully, he just turned on the screen of the mobile phone, and saw the line of "July [-]th, XX" in large white characters on the main screen. It fell directly into his eyes.

Is today... July and a half?

As Wang Huaxiang thought about it, for some reason, his body suddenly trembled.With slightly trembling hands, he put the phone into his pocket. Even though it was so hot, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead inexplicably.