"Let you reach out, not let you hide, what ears."The old man did not say two words, and his face showed an impatient look.

I’m not afraid of you fighting.I muttered in my heart, or carefully stretched out my right hand, but always vigilant, as long as he did, I will rush to austerity back.

“The other one.”Old Ding thought I was amused by my cautious appearance, and I was not so fierce.

I felt a moment in my heart, and I stretched out my left hand.

Old Ding pulled over my left hand and suddenly pulled me forward, my whole body pounced on me, and he shot mears on my brain door.

"You!" I was angry, but he did not look at me, suddenly containing a mouthful of tea "pomp", all sprayed on my left palm.

I felt that disgusting, careless of the pain in my head, and quickly withdrew my hand: "You are too old, your mouth is leaking, don't spray ah, how unsanitary."I was looking for a towel to wipe, and suddenly, a strange itch felt came from my left palm, and I hurried to see it, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

In the middle of the white palm of the left hand, a blue scar almost crossed my entire left palm, the scar is like being taken by a fruit knife and streak, turning outward, no blood, but that kind of treasure blue luster makes people have a sense of poisoning, and then look at my entire left palm, where is white and tender, clearly showing a kind of green gray that dead people will have.

"Ah!" I screamed and threw away the rag, holding my left hand, and looked at old Ding in horror.

Old Ding old man was drinking tea: “Do you know how to be afraid?”

“What the hell!” he swung his hand in front of him.

"Then you have to ask what you did, so much resentment."The old man glanced at me and continued to bruise my legs.

"I've been drinking cold water lately, and I know what to do."I sat on the coffee table in disheart, and as soon as I sat down, I felt a piece of my ass under it, jumped up, and found that it was the tea that Ding Lao had vomited, and I ran by 10,000 grass and mud horses in my heart.

"You're a long old man, pay attention to hygiene!" I muttered, picking up the rag and rubbing it.

"If you're unlucky, don't blame others for not being hygienic."The old man grunted.

“Grandpa Ding, you said that I burned your grave in my past life or robbed your daughter-in-law.”How much you hate me, so that I am not happy if I don't say a word."

I finally cried out the hidden anger for years.Shit, my sister is already unlucky enough, don't mind being more unlucky, old Ding has bullied me for so many years, I am so happy for a while!

Old man thought I did not expect that I was suddenly so angry, carefully touched my own light bulb-like shiny head: "Little star, what do you say, grandfather I hurt you, how can I say tossing you?" 」

Old Ding looked at me in am ampicuous, not like a fake, my heart trembled: "You always have a tendency to abuse?"

"I'm just a ghost."Old Ding replied seriously, I turned my head silently, he was obviously getting used to beating the body every day, seeing me, happy to play me, seeing me lazy, making a small report, happy, continue to play me...

The bad guys aren’t terrible, the scary thing is that the bad guys don’t know they’re bad people and feel like they’re doing the right thing.

"Grandpa Ding, you have some emotional intelligence."I lighted myself a candle in my heart: "Express your liking, and I can't move to break my brain, isn't it?"

"You don't like it."The old man looked at me seriously.

"I like ghosts!" I immediately retorted, suddenly thinking of ghosts, and hurriedly turned to their minds: "I really forgot what happened, this blue scar is something."

"This scar is the greatest complaint left by the ghost before he dies, and it can be counted as a sign or as a curse."Old Ding saw me seriously, and followed me seriously.

“What do you mean?” why is it so funny?

"Simply put, you must have killed a ghost, this ghost will all the grievances and unwillingness before he dies, bet on the conditions of the soul that will never exceed the birth, and scratches your hand, leaving you with this scar."

This scar is especially easy to attract ghosts because it is left by grudges.For example, if you meet a hundred little ghosts, this hundred little ghosts and others do not move, all will only besiege you, you understand?"

I looked blankly at old Ding, and finally understood why the ghost doll did not entangled me, and Li Limei became a ghost to look for me.

"So it's a sign and a curse, and as long as you have this, you'll meet a ghost innumerable times in your life."Old Ding's little black glasses finally had a hint of sympathy: "You have been deceived by the spirit of the blood, and you have been a mark by the grudge, your grandfather has not been gone for a month."

“Oh,” I sighed, what did this mean?

"Think about which ghost was killed."

"How can I kill a ghost, you don't know, I will only be trapped, where will kill... Wait!"I said suddenly, I suddenly remembered, there is a female ghost seems to have been accidentally photographed by me ah, what is the name, called, Jiang Xinyu!

I suddenly remembered, and hurriedly told the matter to the old man Ding, of course, the thing of half a million was erased, only to help others.

Old Ding frowned after listening: “You said you accidentally shot dead?”

"Yes, and before she died, she seemed to have been saying something, and it would take revenge on me."I thought about it carefully, Jiang Xinyu really shouted such a sentence.

Old Ding looked at me silently: "Star, there has been nothing to watch and worship recently, and I ask my grandfather to bless you."

"Don't tell me, I know I'm dead."I cried with my face: “Can this scar get rid of it?”

“It can be removed.”The old man looked at me.

“Really!” my eyes light up.

"But it's more troublesome, you need to make a dojo, and then ask a few Dao Dao Dao to see the scene."The old man thought.

“Is it hard?” he asked, blinking his eyes, Baba looking at him.

“Other words, people are not easy to find.Now a little bit of the road is particularly annoying, just look at your grandfather know.To find them, you have to send people's message, so it takes time.What the dojo needs, the funeral home is complete, and it will be enough to go there for the opening, but this time will take a month's worth of work, I'm afraid you can't hold it."

“What do you mean?” he looked at me.

"Look at the color of your hand, what's the difference with the body."

"I'll go, Grandpa Ding, and don't frighten me."I quickly withdrew my hand.

"As soon as your hand touches the hot tea, it will reveal the color of this body, and it will continue to spread."This blue light is actually a kind of yin possession, the more ghosts attract, the heavier the mitochona, the more serious the erosion of your body, and if you don't pay attention, it will soon spread to your whole body."

“I go, I don’t want to be a corpse that will go away!” he cried.

"Well, so you're unlucky, and you're half-dead."The old man sighed and stood up.

"Take me to your grandfather's room, I will give you a whole life, you will not go out recently."I know a friend who has studied the erosion of pussy, and he should have a pussy-resisting drug on his side."The old man said, I hurried to open my grandfather's door.

"Grandpa Ding, my grandfather's room clear soup and water, clothes are not two, what do you want to look for?"I looked at the old man this touch, there knock, can not help but open the mouth.

“Of course I’m looking for something good.”Old Ding hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, a pair of small black eyes are almost gone, suddenly he touched something in the cabinet, a sharp wring.

"Gra, Grae..." a voice sounded, and saw that the whole wall behind the cabinet was like someone pushing, brushing back, and a small one-meter-wide passageway came out.

“Is there an organ, and has my grandfather’s martial arts novels been read too much?”

"What's the little girl's movie, come on in."Old Ding did not talk to me, and I went in.

The front foot just entered, the back foot of the wall closed themselves, this Nima novel TV series plot, when my grandfather did so out!

After the wall was closed, a few lights were lit around, but the lights were strange, carved with strange patterns.

"Don't tell me you don't even know the dragon."The old man looked at me.

"I'm not looking at the carvings."I laughed, and old Ding turned his head suspiciously and went to the front.

I noticed that under a small step was a hundred-level, similar to a basement, with many wooden cabinets and some wooden shelves, and a lot of things were placed above the forest.

"Goodness, is this my grandfather's little vault?"I looked at the light and grabbed a pair of ancient copper coins on the wooden shelf, and on the whole row of shelves, these things were placed.

Old copper money ah, a row of the sense of the age rushed to the face, as long as you take the antique shop, do not know how many soft sister coins can be exchanged ah.

"Do not touch, O stars, for it is all taken out of the mouths of the dead."Grandpa Ding suddenly spoke, and I was shocked and relieved.

I know that all the dead have to put an ancient copper coin in their mouths to hold the soul, but Nima is not a thing to bring into the coffin.Why is there so much copper money here, I don't know how many dead people's mouths are pulled.

My hand was loose, and the old coin fell on the shelf, but it was as if I saw a dead soul fall on the shelf.

"I'll go, Grandpa Ding, don't scare me!"I hurried to him, and suddenly lost interest in other things, and I was afraid to take it off the dead.

"It doesn't matter what you do to scare you, what you do, but you can't be afraid! you're weak when you're afraid of the momentum, and all your good luck must run clean."Old Ding said, from the shelf, take out a box of ink bucket line.

"I know, my grandfather said."I answered, but at the thought of what ghostly target I was now, where can I not be afraid?

But since this is said, Grandpa Ding certainly can not be around me, ask people as well as themselves, quickly learn two tricks to be prepared.

"Grandpa Ding, I think I'm just going to get stuck now, and there's a trick to kill the ghost."

Old man Ding heard the words and suddenly turned his head and looked at me seriously: "Star, our Taoist family, except for the magic of the devil is a vocation, but if it is within the reach of the ability, it can't kill, you can't kill."