Uncle catching ghosts

This morning, Jiang Manlu went out for a stroll and bought all the things that should be bought, especially a few altars of flower carvings, which were Master's favorite, and the fragrance could be smelled through the mouth of the altar.On this trip, he decided to have a drink with Master.

After everything was ready, he moved his things to the train station. Dudu and Zhang Yuying stood at the door, reluctantly watching him leave.He left them enough money to last them a month.

It is far away from Qianfeng Mountain where Master lives, and it takes 25 to [-] hours by train, so he still does not plan to drive there himself.Qianfeng Mountain is located in the north, with a high altitude, and the peak has been covered with snow for many years. He grew up with his master and learned all the skills.

In front of their residence, there is a huge Biyou Pool. The water in the pool is like blue amber, with a faint light. Although it is extremely cold, there are various kinds of fish swimming in it.Jiang Manlu likes to fish in the lake with his master the most. The fish tastes delicious and the world is unique.

Whenever there is a thunderstorm, there will be bursts of strange roars in the pool. According to the master, there is a dragon-like water monster inside, with several feet long sword teeth, which can absorb lightning and store energy for itself.Master once saw it at night, it jumped out of the pool, and turned into a graceful and graceful beauty, with long hair reaching waist, and elegant clothes, like a fairy flying down from nine days away.

Jiang Manlu had never seen it with his own eyes, so he thought it was a strange story fabricated by his master to deceive him.

Sitting by the train window, he watched the beautiful scenery outside silently, fascinated, and looked forward to returning to Master's side soon, to the most familiar and warm harbor.

After he came out alone, he wandered around for a year, but he didn't make a name for himself.In Master's words, all people have roots. No matter how far you go or how high you fly, you must return to your hometown in the end. The best destination is to return to your roots.But in a year, he has changed several places, and his life is like floating duckweed.

The sun is shining brightly, warming the dream of the earth, the scenery outside the window is changing, the green crops and the endless grassland are quickly passing out of his eyes.His heart is extremely comfortable. Everything in the world can only be distinguished from ugly and beautiful when exposed to the sun. The Creator is amazing.

What he is proud of is that this year, he has always adhered to the justice in his heart and fought against the forces of evil to the end.This is what a ghost hunter should be like. Humans and ghosts are not the representatives of justice and evil. The stinky skins in the world are all the same. The difference is the human heart.If you dig out the hearts of each person and ghost and compare them, there must be a big difference, not only in shape, but also in color.

When he was thinking about it, a man and a woman came across. They were very fashionable, with short hair and beautiful clothes, and looked very energetic.Especially that woman, with outstanding looks and enchanting demeanor, most girls in the city look like this.

They sat down opposite him, glanced at him, smiled, and then immersed themselves in the world of the two of them.He has seen many men and women in love like this. As long as they are tired of being together, other people have nothing to do with them. They only have each other in their eyes.

The woman hid her head in the man's arms, her eyes blurred, like a docile female cat in heat, the sunshine

Shining on her face, which is instantly broken, makes her more radiant and dazzling.

Jiang Manlu looked at the man carefully. He had a high forehead, a straight nose, and his eyebrows were like two swords, slanted into his temples.The cheeks were thin, and the jaw appeared to be as sharp as a knife.His eyes seemed a little impure, too agile, scanning his surroundings all the time, vigilant and terrified.And his lips are as thin as tinfoil, such a man can be accurately summed up in two words, heartless.

Not only does Jiang Manlu know how to catch ghosts, he also learned some physiognomy skills from his master.According to his judgment, this couple is not really in love, they must have something to ask for, but what exactly do they want in each other?

A female conductor pushed the car to Jiangman Road. She glanced at Jiangman Road with a smile on her face, and then quickly shifted her gaze to the couple, as if begging them to buy something for her.

It's strange, but she is very experienced. Single men and women like Jiang Manlu, if they want to sell food to him, the success rate is very low.She can only lock on those couples of men and women, because they are more willing to pay for it.

"I want a pack of melon seeds, two sausages, and a bottle of Coke. Thank you!" said the woman hiding in the man's arms.

The conductor quickly handed her what she wanted, and took the one hundred yuan in her hand, and she said generously, "You don't need to look for it, the rest is just a tip for you."

The train was rattling, the scenery outside the window changed, it was a secluded forest, the sunlight could not penetrate through the dense branches and leaves, Jiang Manlu shuddered, because he suddenly felt a dark wind passing through his back, he became vigilant .

The men and women on the opposite side were eating sausages. They laughed wantonly and looked at Jiang Manlu with strange eyes from time to time.

"I want a Coke, please open it for me." The woman said softly.

The man provocatively grabbed her chin and kissed her on the cheek, then took the Coke in her hand and shook it.

The amber liquid in the bottle quickly produced bubbles and burst with a bang. The man put one finger on the bottle cap, followed the train into the tunnel, and opened it with a bang.

Suddenly, a puff of colorful smoke floated out of the bottle, Jiang Manlu was startled, and quickly covered his nose with his clothes, but it was too late, the smoke had already drifted into his nasal cavity, and quickly came to him along the airway He was startled, and thought, "I'm afraid someone will plot against him today."

Immediately, he tapped the acupuncture points on his body to seal the seven meridians and eight meridians.But the smoke was so fierce that he felt his head was swelling, buzzing, and almost exploded. When he looked at the man and woman opposite, he had already disappeared, and his eyes were chaotic and pitch black.The miserable cries of men, women and children echoed in my ears.

He wanted to struggle, but his body was weak, as if he had been injected with lead, and the buzzing in his head became louder and louder.

boom--

He fell to the side, lost consciousness, and in a daze, he entered the colorful nightmare again. The boat under his feet was floating on the rippling sea. He was a helmsman who couldn't see the direction. He was terrified.