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    0133

    Full of questions, Yan Xuemeng returned to the research center. After Ning Qinghua left the teahouse, he said that he was going to walk around and would go back to Yan Xuemeng's mountain villa during dinner time.

    Returning to the villa after get off work to prepare dinner for two people, Yan Xuemeng, who was originally a good cook, put the wrong seasonings several times in this meal. If there weren't a lot of ingredients stored in the refrigerator, it might not be possible tonight. The two of them could only eat free rice.

    By around six o'clock in the evening, the dishes were ready, and Yan Xuemeng was sitting at the dining table waiting quietly, with the word "haunted" still filling her head.

    In fact, Yan Xuemeng has been a courageous child since she was a child. She often did things that even boys would not dare to do. Therefore, she was also known as the "King of Children" in Yunlong Town back then.

    In the past, living conditions in the countryside were not as good as they are now. Now every household has several TVs. It was a rarity in the countryside at that time. Only the households with the best conditions in the village had them, and they were still 14 years old.  inch black and white television.  Under such conditions, many rural children at that time did not grow up watching TV, but grew up in the stories of their elders.

    Farmers who have been busy for a day often gather together in small groups after eating, and the old people talk to each other about strange things, including ghosts and ghosts.  At that time, Yan Xuemeng was very curious about this kind of stories and was very courageous.  Often when the story starts, a lot of children gather around, but as the story progresses.  Although he is timid and runs home when he hears it, Yan Xuemeng is often the last one left.

    Of course, as time went by, Yan Xuemeng only regarded the ghost stories she heard as a child as country talk when she grew up. I believe that no adult with a mature mind would regard them as reality.

    But, today.  Just a few hours ago, his college classmate Ning Qinghua, who also received modern higher education, suddenly told him that the teahouse was haunted.  You know, after Yan Xuemeng graduated, she has been living in this mountain villa.  This place is only a hundred meters away from the tea farm.

    This confused mood lasted until Ning Qinghua came back from outside, which was completely different from the excitement at dinner last night.  It's dinner time today.  Whether it was Ning Qinghua or Yan Xuemeng, both of them seemed very calm. After dinner, the two of them did not communicate in any language.

    "You go upstairs and take a rest. When the time is up, I will naturally call you!"

    After dinner, Ning Qinghua took the initiative to wash the dishes.  When clearing away the dishes at the dining table, Ning Qinghua gave a special instruction.

    "Do you really want to go tonight?"

    Yan Xuemeng's mind was still a mess at this time.  On the one hand, it is the scientific knowledge that has been learned for more than ten years, and on the other hand, it is Ning Qinghua¡¯s unquestionable and affirmative conclusion.  Yan Xuemeng really couldn't figure out which side she should believe.

    "Even modern science requires experiments to verify it! Just treat it as an experiment, otherwise it's over."

    Ning Qinghua naturally found that Yan Xuemeng was feeling a little stressed at this time, so she offered some words of advice.

    Yan Xuemeng thought about it and found it acceptable. She smiled at Ning Qinghua and then went upstairs to her room.

    There was a clock on the wall of the lobby on the first floor. When the hour hand pointed to the number "11", Ning Qinghua, who had been sitting on the sofa in concentration, suddenly opened his eyes.  Almost at the same time, there was a sound from the doorknob of Yan Xuemeng's room on the second floor.

    Ning Qinghua turned around and saw Yan Xuemeng coming out of the room. She looked quite haggard and her eyes were slightly bloodshot. She couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.

    ¡°Obviously, my method of letting her rest beforehand had no effect at all. It is estimated that Yan Xuemeng stayed in her bed with her eyes open until now.

    After washing her face in the bathroom on the second floor, Yan Xuemeng regained some energy and went downstairs to Ning Qinghua.

    "How's it going? It's time to go!"

    "etc!"

    Ning Qinghua spoke up to stop Yan Xuemeng who was about to go out, and took out two slender willow leaves from the pocket of his clothes. They looked very fresh and green.

    "Where did you do this? Now I really believe what you said before."

    Seeing these two fresh willow leaves, Yan Xuemeng opened her mouth wide, as if she had seen a ghost.

    Willow trees are deciduous plants. In Jiangnan, almost every city is built next to rivers and lakes, and willow trees can definitely be found on the banks of those rivers and lakes.  Yan Xuemeng is an authentic Jiangnan person. Naturally, she knows that at this time of year, the willow trees have already lost all their leaves, leaving only bare trunks and wickers. It is impossible to find such fresh flowers.?? leaves.

    "You'd better stop asking so many questions. Anyway, you've thought about it clearly. Do you really want to see what a ghost looks like?"

    Yan Xuemeng is just an ordinary person. If he wants to see ghosts, he must be born with yin and yang eyes.  Naturally, Ning Qinghua could learn from the veteran of the Alchemy Sect and use a talisman to temporarily open Yan Xuemeng's eyes, allowing her to see the soul and spirit body.  It's a pity that Ning Qinghua doesn't have yellow talisman cinnabar on hand now, so it's not that convenient to buy it temporarily in Yunlong Town.  In the end, Ning Qinghua could only mobilize the spiritual energy of the earth's veins, causing a wild willow tree to sprout green shoots in an instant.  After leaving the teahouse in the afternoon, Ning Qinghua went to do this.

    In Feng Shui metaphysics, the willow tree is the first of the five ghosts. If you apply the juice of the willow leaves to your eyes, you can see ghosts. It is not nonsense, but this method is not just that simple.

    "Can you really see ghosts if you cover your eyes with willow leaves?"

    Ning Qinghua didn't expect that Yan Xuemeng knew about this, and was a little surprised, but then he thought of the endless ghost movies and TV shows nowadays, which did mention some things in metaphysics, but it was only seen by a "professional" like Ning Qinghua.  Come on, it's basically just nonsense and nonsense.

    Seeing that Yan Xuemeng really knew something, Ning Qinghua became interested and asked casually.

    ¡°Then do you know the saying ¡®Don¡¯t plant mulberries in front of you, don¡¯t plant willows in the back, don¡¯t plant willows in front of the door, don¡¯t plant ghosts clapping your hands in front of the door¡¯!¡±

    Yan Xuemeng saw the joking in Ning Qinghua's eyes, and immediately knew that the other party was making fun of her, but her originally anxious mood seemed to be somewhat relieved.

    The so-called "Don't plant mulberries in front, don't plant willows in the back, and don't plant ghosts clapping in front of the door" refers to the three ghost trees in Feng Shui metaphysics, namely mulberry, willow and poplar.  Sangtong has the sound of "mourning", and the branches of willow trees are often used as "mourning sticks" and "soul-calling flags" during funerals. As for the poplar trees, when they are moved by the wind, the leaves make a rustling sound, which is like clapping hands.  Therefore, it is called "ghost clapping".  In fact, these three types of trees are yin in nature and have a certain function of gathering yin and evil spirits, so it is appropriate to call them ghost trees.

    After confirming that Yan Xuemeng was ready, Ning Qinghua applied the juice squeezed from two willow leaves to the eyelids of his eyes, and then whispered softly in his mouth.

    The light of nature can be seen from nothingness. Three points indicate the hall of brightness. The mirror is slightly rotated to make it brighter.

    When the last word "bright" came out of Ning Qinghua's mouth, Yan Xuemeng immediately felt a coolness in her eyes. She opened her eyes and carefully looked around, only to find that there was no change in the scene.

    "Where's the ghost?"

    Seeing Yan Xuemeng¡¯s curious and timid look, Ning Qinghua couldn¡¯t help but chuckle.

    "This place is your daily residence. Although you are not a master, you have practiced some rudimentary skills at least. Your body is full of energy and blood. How could there be a ghost where you live? Have you done anything wrong?"

    Ning Qinghua¡¯s last words were obviously a joke. When Yan Xuemeng saw that she was being teased by the other party, the timidity in her heart disappeared, and she had a look of resentment on her face.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go, if we delay any longer, we won¡¯t see the evidence you said!¡±

    Half an hour later, the two came to the hillside closest to the depression.  Along the way, Yan Xuemeng found that her eyesight seemed to have improved a lot. In such a dark night, she could see the scenery fifty or sixty meters away clearly, but she didn't see a "ghost" at all.

    As Ning Qinghua lay down behind a row of low tea trees, the situation in the depression below was unobstructed.

    It was almost the end of December, and it was early in the morning. The temperature on the hill was about minus five or six degrees, and the night wind howled from time to time, making Yan Xuemeng feel a little chilly.

    Ning Qinghua is immune to the cold and heat, so she is naturally not afraid of the low temperature. However, after seeing Yan Xuemeng's trembling body from the cold, she handed over her down jacket to the other party.

    "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

    "Don't worry, it's no problem. Don't forget, I'm a master of internal boxing!"

    Yan Xuemeng had really heard that all masters who were successful in practicing internal martial arts were extremely cold-resistant and heat-resistant. After seeing Ning Qinghua take off his down jacket, his face still had a calm look.  He also put this down jacket on himself honestly.

    Seeing that Yan Xuemeng had hidden his position, Ning Qinghua began to arrange a formation within about five or six meters around the two of them.

    This time, Ning Qinghua arranged a formation to block the flow of Qi, which actually prevented the flow of surrounding Yin and Yang Qi from entering this range.  You know, unless you are a ghost cultivator like Wang Jie, ordinary little ghosts have no way of detecting people or things in this formation.

    Actually, if you come this timeNing Qinghua alone does not need to set up formations. As long as he enters the fetal breath state, even if Wang Ji comes, he can't find his hiding place just by relying on Qi machine detection.

    ¡° However, there is another Yan Xuemeng here today. She does not know how to use fetal breath. Her breathing will naturally affect the flow of yin and yang around her.  To a ghost, it is a big light bulb in a dark room. Unless you are blind, you cannot miss it.

    "There is something!"

    Just when Ning Qinghua arranged the formation, he heard Yan Xuemeng's obviously trembling voice.

    In the depression a hundred meters away, the soil was turning up and down like boiling water.  Suddenly, an arm glowing with dark light thrust out from under the soil.

    "It's actually a zombie!"

    ¡°At this moment, Ning Qinghua¡¯s face, which was originally calm and composed, also changed a little.  (To be continued)

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