Without waiting for Peng to finish speaking, Niu Banxian patted his chest and said, "Okay, don't worry, since I received your money, this matter will be wrapped up in the two of us." ”

Peng Xihe smiled and nodded, turned around and walked out. It didn't take long for a young man to bring in paint and tools.

The young man did not speak, but put down his things and was about to leave.

Niu Banxian suddenly grabbed him and said with a smile: "Little brother, can you talk to the owner and bring us a bottle of wine?" You don't need a big song, just some earth burning. ”

The young man looked at him, said 'Wait,' and stepped out. After a while, I came in with two bottles of wine.

Waiting for the young man to leave, Fang Qiqi finally couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Niu Banxian: "Uncle, do you really plan to be a muslim for them and brush the coffin?" ”

"I can't do it now if I don't want to." Niu Banxian said a word, and stretched out his hand in front of Fang Qiqi, "You smell it." ”

Fang Qiqi leaned in and sniffed it, and immediately furrowed his brows, "Why is it so stinky?" ”

"It's the smell of corpses."

"Corpse stench!" Fang Qi was violently excited, and then he remembered that Niu Banxian had grabbed the young man's arm with this hand just now.

"That was really a dead man?" Fang Qiqi couldn't help but tremble.

"It can only be said that it is a dead ghost, if it is a dead person, as soon as he approaches, we will smell it a long time ago?"

Hearing Niu Banxian say this, Fang Qiqi became more and more puzzled in his heart. He's just a stall trickster, and he really doesn't understand the meaning of Niu Banxian's words.

Niu Banxian's expression became very solemn, and he whispered: "This matter is a little different from what I thought before, and I don't have time to explain it to you now." From now on, what do I say, how do you. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fang Qiqi gritted his teeth and nodded.

As soon as he was still at the age of strong blood, when it came to the end, he naturally became hard. Besides, no matter how evil the Peng family is, the money Peng showed and gave was real. Real money was in his pocket, and he never wanted to spit it out again.

Niu Banxian took out a small paper bag from the blanket he was carrying and said:

"It's fried grain rice here, if you swallow it, you can't see the hell, but you can see some evil things."

"Uncle, I've heard that if you use a woman's hair to overpower your eyebrows, you can see ghost ......"

Without waiting for Fang Qi to finish speaking, Niu Banxian frowned and waved his hand:

"You and I are not godly people, we can see the original form of ghosts but can't deal with them, it will only increase the danger. Listen to me, hurry up and eat the five grains first. ”

Fang Qiqi nodded, took the paper bag and ate the fried grains inside.

Looking at Niu Banxian again, he had already opened the paint bucket, went up and smelled it, and immediately frowned, gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn, the surname Peng is too lawless, this is taking our grandfathers as two fools!"

As soon as Fang Qiqi approached, he first smelled an indescribable strange smell in his nose. I couldn't help but look down at the paint bucket, and suddenly my hairs stood up in fright.

The bucket looked like red paint, but if you look closely, there are many bubbles the size of glass balls on the surface of the paint. Before the change, Fang Qiqi might not have seen anything, but at this time, he had already eaten five grains and rice, and when his pupils contracted, he felt that those bubbles were like human eyes, staring at him through the mouth of the barrel.

Although there was an obvious smell of paint in the barrel, Fang Qiqi still subconsciously said: "This is not paint. ”

Niu Banxian shook his head: "It's the paint, but it's mixed with human bones and blood." ”

Fang Qiqi couldn't help but shudder, there were so many 'eyeballs' in the bucket, how many people's bone meal and blood must have been mixed in?

Niu Banxian said: "The bones and blood in this bucket are all owned by those who have died unjustly, which not only has deep resentment, but also can attract the souls of the deceased. As long as we are contaminated with the smell of bone and blood, once the yin and yang are declining, we will be killed by those unjust souls! ”

Fang Qi's scalp was about to explode, and he couldn't help but say hatefully: "Damn, we have no grievances with the surname Peng, why would he harm us?" ”

"Have you forgotten the story I told you about the thief and the ghost stealing your life?" Niu Banxian's eyes flashed quickly, "Although the life span of a person is invisible, in the eyes of those who know magic, there is a 'substance' that can be plundered. If I guessed correctly, then Peng Xihe knows how to snatch your life and take away your life, and the real purpose of bringing you here is to take away your yang shou for his own use.

When your yang shou is taken away, and your shoulders and top door yang fire are weak, these bitter souls of bone and blood in the bucket will take advantage of the weakness and completely end your life. At that time, in the eyes of ordinary people, you and I will die suddenly. We were hired helpers surnamed Peng, and we had nothing to do with him when we died. ”

"So what do we do now?" Fang Qiqi's eyes reddened.

At this point, he didn't feel scared anymore, but felt that Peng Shi was really more vicious than a ghost. The loss is that he met Niu Banxian, otherwise he would only be a fool if he was killed.

Niu Banxian's eyes turned, and he took out something from his coat, but it was an ordinary pencil.

"The surname Peng is more evil than I thought, and now, we can only see the tricks and act at the opportunity. The top priority at the moment is to first eliminate the life-damaging tactics of the surname Peng. ”

"How do you break it?" Fang Qi asked.

Niu Banxian gestured with a pencil in front of him and said: "I will draw a face for you and temporarily change your face, so that most of the people surnamed Peng can't see anything, but in the eyes of the resentful ghosts, you are an unlucky ghost who is better than dead, and since you are better than dead, they will not bother to harm you." ”

Fang Qi wanted to cry without tears, how did Niu Banxian say it sound like a joke?

Although no matter how you look at it, I feel that Niu Banxian's posture is unreliable, but when it comes to the end, there is no other way but to do what he says.

Niu Banxian grabbed one of his hands, pierced his middle finger with the sharpened tip of the pen, dipped it in the blood of Fang Qi's middle finger, and muttered while sketching his face:

"You don't have to worry too much, although the situation is beyond my imagination, but judging from Peng Xihe's appearance, he is indeed about to lose his blood luck. In this game, as long as we act carefully, we should be in danger. Also, I will help you paint your face, which can only be used to deceive gods and ghosts. You still have to do three things to make sure you're safe.

One, you have to remember that when you are facing down, you must not look back. Even if it is inconvenient to move, you can only carry your back on your back, and you can't turn your face backwards no matter what.

Second, you have already eaten fried rice with five grains, and no matter what evil and strange scenes you see, you have to pretend not to see it. But it's one thing to be 'invisible', you have to hide, you don't let those things get in. The effect of frying grains is like this, which is to make people avoid trouble.

Three ,......"

Fang Qi was waiting for him to speak, but Niu Banxian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said in a low voice: "It's here!" ”