Although Shi Changhang said that he is himself, but Xie Lingya heard a few points of approval in his heart, I did not expect that Shi Changhang was affected by him. Xie Lingya bowed his head and escaped the hand of Shi Changhang. Then he said, "I will teach you one more. The male and female waists are bad."

Shi Changhang just followed his mood, and he did not care to withdraw his hand at this time. "Good."

The World Peace Law Association to be run by the Provincial Association for the Advancement of the Road is still in the latter half of the year, but there was a long vacation in the first ten days. Xie Lingya asked him not to return to the provincial capital.

Shi Changhang said, he and his parents have already said, because he worshipped Wang Yuji as a husband, and there were many holiday people. He helped in the Baoyang view. His parents were deeply impressed and agreed.

"Let's do it." Xie Lingya asked other people, basically no need to take time off, holidays are their busiest time, and ordinary people are upside down, have psychological preparations, to take a vacation can usually be retired.

It was a small amount, not a serious Taoist child. Xie Lingya urged him to go home to see his parents and help him buy the tickets.

A small amount is a little lost. Since studying at the Yangyang Temple, the progress of the study has not been stagnant, but under his efforts, the progress is really small, and it is said that it is not open. In particular, there is a comparison between Xie Lingya and Shi Changhang who are such talents. It is even more obvious that he is not doing this.

A small amount also knows that he had to stay here at the beginning. It was a good teacher, and he also fixed the relationship with his family. Now everyone is not rushing to him, just waiting for him to understand.

And he, when the Yin soldiers started flying, they would believe that after so long, I heard Xie Lingya talked about the class, listened to the words of the Taoist leader, and went out to see two times... I have to admit that I really do not open up.

A small amount of thought, this time to go home and discuss with the parents, come back to Baoyangguan resignation, according to Mr. Xie, return to the campus, and then go to an adult self-test.

With such an idea, a small amount also set foot on the way home.

Xie Lingya did not know a small amount of thoughts. He also said to Xie Fu on this side. He was busy in the holiday Taoist temple. He went back to live the first day. I bought some gifts for my sister's toys.

Xie Fu is now obsessed with raising her daughter. Every day in her circle of friends is the dynamic of her daughter, but she does not forget her son. She finally sees her son. Immediately, he is now developing well in Taoism. To find a successor as soon as possible, concentrate. Going to school, after two years of studying, work, marriage should be on the agenda.

Xie Lingya is vague, and Xie Fu also has no way to take him. Xie Lingya was naughty from an early age. When he was adolescent, he was even more daring. He was very obedient. Now he looks mature, but he is still more self-sufficient.

......

Xie Lingya came back only one night and was not idle. While chatting with Xie Fu, she was ready to stock up. She went to bed at night and slept without a cover.

In the middle of the night, I felt cold and cold, and Xie Lingya thought that it was cool down. I was half-awake and groping for the quilt, but I didn’t have much strength. He wants to wake up, but he is confused.

At this time, a baby cries, the tone is high, and it is extremely harsh.

Xie Lingya heard the sound, and woke up from the confusion. He felt a bit tingling in his fingers, blinking his eyes, but there was a small man with a palm on his hand, holding a paper-pinked hoe, and licking his fingertips.

Xie Lingya took a closer look, the little man was a stack of fire paper, the paper skull in his hand was blood red, with a suffocating. Paper man paper hoes, but the pain at his fingertips is heart-throat, cold and even a sense of detachment.

This feeling is very strange, but Xie Lingya still feels in the dark, this should be the soul is not stable.

Xie Lingya only came back with a sigh of relief. The little paper man licked his finger to dig up his soul. He touched the amulet on his body, and it turned out to be a paper gray.

The little paper man seems to have some spirituality. His face is simply painted with five facial features. "See" Xie Lingya woke up, speeding up the speed, and using his paper hammer to dig his soul.

Xie Lingya slaps the past, the paper man moves flexibly, and goes down to the next, the whole squat slips to the end of the bed, and then climbs up against the wall.

"I am going." Xie Lingya snorted and turned to get up, jumped up and grabbed the paper man.

He hasn't done anything recently. The only complaint is Ma Xiaochuan. This stuff is made by Ma Xiaochuan. I didn't expect this guy to have two hands and can silently hook his soul.

However, the small paper people are extremely flexible, stick to the top of the wall and then climb outside.

Xie Lingya was in a hurry. He saw a fly swatter on the desk. When he caught it, he took the cinnabar on the top. "The heart is everywhere, and Wang Shan is visible. The treasure of the ancestors, the hand of the hand!"

The fly swept a line of Danshu, Xie Lingya grabbed the handle and ran up. The paper man had fled to the window and tried to sneak out from the window. He was shot by Xie Lingya’s swatter and smashed on the window, and smoked and ignited. , turned into ashes.

Xie Lingya's painting is the Leihuo Fu, this paper man is a stack of fire paper, naturally burned.

It is also the loss of Xie Lingya's repairs on the Fu is already relatively high, regardless of the brick or the fly swatter, come with it.

He shot the sorcerer and killed him. He heard that his sister’s crying had not stopped. When he went out, Song Jing was holding Sisi. He was very embarrassed to see him. “It’s very embarrassing, I don’t know how today. And crying."

Not hungry, did not pull, the body temperature is normal, Song Jing is completely helpless.

Xie Lingya thought that just thinking about it and crying, he woke him up, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the soul, and later he would have a serious illness, and he felt a little emotional.

"I will come." Xie Lingya stepped forward and took Sisi over. The amulet on her body was still intact.

Strange, although the child is sensitive, but the amulet is intact, not to be scared. Xie Lingya originally thought that the amulet on her body was either forgotten by Song Jing, or it was broken. Now, it is good.

"Don't cry..." At this time, Song Jing was delighted.

Xie Lingya returned to God. When she saw Sisi, she did not cry. The nose was still red, and there was a little tear in her eyes. But she did not come over. She looked at Xie Lingya in her arms and even laughed twice.

Xie Lingya suddenly understood that his sister is probably quite talented, so small can remind him.

At this time, Xie Fu also came out of the bedroom. "Don't cry? I still wonder if it is cold."

"Nothing, I think she just missed me." Xie Lingya said that she kissed her sister's tender face and heard her giggling again. He wondered if his sister was so keen, he still had to add a few more protections at home.

Xie father looked lovingly and said: "You get married early, have a baby, and they can be companions."

When Xie Lingya heard that he mentioned this again, he was not happy. He handed the child back, "sleeping and sleeping."

After Xie Lingya returned to the room, Xie father sighed and always felt that it was wrong. Although the child loves to jump, but when he went to school, he skipped classes, fought, and caught ghosts. He did not hear about early love. Is there any problem?

Early the next morning, Xie Lingya took the car back to the city. When he was sitting in the car, he held a piece of yellow paper in his hand and folded it.

There is a child with a junior high school student next to him, staring at him to cut paper, and also feels very special. "Brother, what are you cutting, will you cut the bunny?"

"No, my brother will only cut paper." Xie Lingya cut the yellow paper into an adult shape, two in the middle, and wrote in the middle of Ma Xiaochuan's birthday eight characters to ask Hao Zhiyuan. This is called a tooth for a tooth. He doesn't know how Ma Xiaochuan actually does it. Where is his birth character or just stealing his usual spells? Anyway, he himself ponders a method of retaliation.

After writing, the two figures are put together, and then the cinnabar is used to sketch the eyebrows. Two curved eyes, big eyes, nose, mouth...

Just drawing, the child asked: "Brother, can we play together?"

Xie Lingya looked at him and did not expect that the child would like to play paper people when he was so old. He usually went to play video games, and he had never seen paper cutting.

"No. I want to play by myself." Xie Lingya said, but also got up and went to the back seat.

Child:"……"

Xie Lingya carries people to give small paper people a five-point official. "Open your eyes and brighten your eyes, open your nose and smell the hundred fragrances, open your ears and listen to the words, open your feet and walk forever... Connect the knots and open them!"

The little paper man squatted and stood up and moved his hands and feet.

Xie Lingya put the little paper man in his pocket. After getting off the bus, he found a secluded place, put the paper man on the ground, and took a paper chain out of the yellow paper. He cursed: "The iron chain is with me. **Children’s soul lang. Hanging and catching Ma Xiaochuan’s three souls, seven scorpions and twelve gods, returning to the altar to be tortured!”

He did not return to Yang Yangguan, but set up an altar on the spot. When the soul of Ma Xiaochuan was really hooked, he came here to drink the northwest wind and let Ma Xiaochuan suffer.

The little paper man was ordered, holding the chain shape and drifting in the wind. It looked like a piece of paper in the distance, and floated in the direction of Ma Xiaochuan.

Xie Lingya looked at it a bit, and thought that flying so high should not be caught by the cleaners...

......

Ma Xiaochuan was on the sofa and holding a book in his hand. This is a horror novel. Although the inside is all made up, the novelist's imagination is rich, and often some harmful methods can give him some inspiration and transformation.

Yesterday, I squeezed a paper person to thank the soul of Lingya. In the middle of the process, the incense fell. It seems that the technique is a failure, so Ma Xiaochuan ponders a spell that is more wicked.

The hard face of the front is hard to touch, and it can only be played with yin and export gas.

At that time, Xie Lingya hanged his own phone and detained his apprentice. Ma Xiaochuan was more angry in his heart and said to other disciples: "You think about it, how to make the whole guy!"

A disciple bowed his head: "Master, the guy hangs up on your phone. It's better to call a female ghost, call him, and then climb down the phone line... Can't kill him, he can scare him to pee!"

Another disciple also came to the inspiration and said: "Look for a miser. He called halfway and found that the telephone line was actually a sling."

Ma Xiaochuan coldly said: "Then I have to take him to the landline to answer the phone. Is he a miscellaneous? Besides, he lives in the view, how can the female ghost climb into the temple in the presence of Wang Lingguan?"

Everyone: "Hey..."

Maybe I haven’t climbed in, and I’m killed by the great **** of protection.

Ma Xiaochuan said that the more hate iron is not steel, "I have taught you how many times, knowing yourself and knowing each other." Ghost?"

Everyone: "..."

I really don't know, I didn't expect Xie Lingya to be abnormal than they are!

The ghosts are hanged ghosts. They are the top murderers in the ghosts. They want to use them to scare the spiritual world. How do you know that the guy has done this kind of thing?

Ma Xiaochuan sighed and put down the horror novel in his hand. "Forget it, you go out, I have to take a nap."

The disciples left busy.

Ma Xiaochuan was half lying on the sofa and squatting.

The more I sleep, the colder I am, the sudden detachment. When Ma Xiaochuan opened his eyes again, he only saw his body lying on the sofa. Looking again, a yellow paper man locked his toes. Head, pull him out.

"Mom!" Ma Xiaochuan snorted, and immediately read the fixed-body curse, but it was his own body. If there was a heavy weight, the little paper man could not drag it, and he would plan his legs on the ground.

Ma Xiaochuan shouted the name of the disciple, but he is now a soul, and the disciples can't hear it without opening the altar. Although the paper man can't drag him away, the soul is too long to be physically injured.

Ma Xiaochuan glared at the paper people on the ground, but still can't understand that this is Xie Lingya's revenge, and it is an eye for an eye.

The yellow paper man dragged and dragged, and dragged it, turned around and looked up at Ma Xiaochuan.

As soon as he looked up, he almost did not mad at Ma Xiaochuan. I saw that the eyes on the face were like long ovals. Both eyes were on the left, and the corners of the mouth were old and tall. It was clearly the "funny" expression on the Internet. So against Ma Xiaochuan, he was ridiculing him!

Until the disciples of Ma Xiaochuan came in, they found that Master’s soul was lost, and they quickly called back from the altar. After the restoration of Ma Xiaochuan’s soul, the whole body was shaking.

His apprentices thought it was a sequel. Only Ma Xiaochuan knew that it was mad. People helped him find the funny paper man. But after the paperman failed, he burned himself in the fire. The funny in the fire. The face still left the final ridicule.

In the holiday, there is no legal meeting in the Yangyang view. There are many people who are fragrant, and there are people who visit and drink tea, and the whole Taoist temple is squeezed. Xie Lingya was also too busy to turn around, entertaining, drawing, and the middle of the paper to the failure of the paper man to take the soul, but also a smile.

On the last day, a small amount came back. He told Xie Lingya that he had already discussed with his parents. His hometown is relatively biased, so he is going to work in Yangyang. After all, he has been here for so long. If you have some money, you can apply for an adult self-test.

"Do you think, don't you be a Taoist?" Xie Lingya asked him.

"I want to do it, I can suffer, but I can't learn..." A small amount of swearing, "I can only be a layman."

Learning will not be really no way, Xie Lingya also saw, a small amount of interest, can bear hardship, sincerity is very enough, but it is not open, do Taoist have to be verified.

He also comforted: "You can do anything to the road. You see me, and you don't have to be a monk. You are welcome to attend classes at any time. There is also this self-test. Do you want to take a test?"

Many universities in the country have opened adult self-study exams, and I think a small amount: "I want to report to the accounting major of Yangyang University."

Xie Lingya nodded. He studied finance. He also understood a small amount of intentions. He said: "He is at the University of Yangyang. I don't know much about their school's major. Let him talk about it."

The next day of workday, the audience was less, Xie Lingya took a small amount to ask He Wei and asked, He Wei said a small amount, also said that when the time can not help, take the road to sign up, ask the students Information and the like are still possible.

"That's the best. He has been away from the campus environment for a few years. It may be more difficult to pick up the study again." Xie Lingya knew that the small amount was not so much loved to learn before, but also comforted, "I also had a good grade in high school. It’s bad, it’s been a year of hard work, and it’s not the same as Taoism. It’s not so mysterious. As long as you are willing to learn, you can still master it.”

He was afraid that a small amount of learning would be destroyed in confidence.

A small amount is indeed a little scared. After being comforted by the two people, they feel much better and go back together. At this time, the Taoist temple was closed, and He Wei went back to get the point.

When I returned to the view, Xie Lingya was giving him a checkpoint, the phone rang, and it was a Taoist in the view. He picked it up: "What?"

It was with a trembling voice: "Thank you, we are renting a house, this is a haunt here."

Several people in the view lived outside, including Shi Changhang, but it was because Shi Chang had hanged over, and Xie Lingya never worried. He couldn’t understand the truth: "What the hell, what is the hang?"

"Shi Daochang was temporarily called by Taihe Guan," the priest said with some horror. "We washed in the house, suddenly there was bleeding water in the water pipe, and the ghost was shooting the window, you gave it before." The town house has already burned two, and there is one left."

Xie Lingya whispered, how can there be such a clever thing, Shi Chang hanging and being called away may also be a measure of the tiger's departure from the mountains. He calmly said: "Wait, you should have a talisman on each of you. I will be there soon. Don't run around and don't panic."

Xie Lingya turned off the mobile phone and went outside. He called Fang Fang and Hai Guanchao back. "Hey, don't leave, stay here all, Fang Hao sees Hao Zhiyuan."

In his heart, he estimated that the guys in Ma Xiaochuan had to design his own skills. It was really shameless. He didn’t dare to rush him alone. He simply left the Sambo sword. He himself took the Lushan law flag and the paper, and there was nothing to fear. The momentum has rushed over.

The house is Xie Lingya looking for, how can I not know where it is, he went to the place to see, there is a ghost outside the house to shoot the window, so the sword went up, the mouth angered: "Ma Xiaochuan is going to die."

He passed a sword through the chest and abdomen, through the glass, but saw a familiar face inside the house, shocked and shocked, "You..."

......

Fang Hao moved the Taomu people out, and the three treasure swords were inserted in the hands of the Taomu people, and then he himself held the Taomu people. After Xie Lingya left, they closed the door.

After a while, the back door was knocked a few times, and someone was outside: "Is the doctor in the sea? Please help me see the disease!"

Hai Guanchao is about to open the door, and Fang Hao pulls him. "So smart?"

It’s a bit clever, Haiyanchao said: “I’m looking at the door and seeing it.”

He walked to the door and looked at the door and looked out. He saw a face on the outside and a door against the door. The red eyes were licking inside.

"The trough!" The sea watched a few steps back and shouted.

The voice is still shouting: "Dr. Hai, can Dr. Hai help? Is it anxious!"

The more the sea is watching, the more distorted the sound is, and the more tempting it is. He can't agree with his sweat.

The voice shouted hurriedly, but the tide of the sea was slow, and I had to give up.

After a while, someone knocked on the door and everyone’s spirit suddenly tightened.

"I am back." The sound of the long hanging came from outside the door, and people were relieved.

The sea view tide looked out from the crack of the door. It was indeed a long hanging, and the door was opened. "You are going to rent the house, there is a ghost."

Fang Hao said to the side: "Teacher Xie has passed, and Shi Daochang has a rest here."

The sea is also thinking about the tide, the ghost makes the gods stretched out and pulled the long hanging, "Come in..."

Who knows that the long hanging hand grabs the wrist of the sea watching tide and drags him out!

At this time, everyone will pay attention to seeing again. This is where Chang is hanging. It is clearly a red sly ghost. The sling has been wrapped around the neck of the sea. The sea is booming and the glasses are falling on the ground.

Fang Yan’s face changed, stepping out of the way, starting the Taomu people, and the hand of the Taomu people smashed.

The red scorpion ghost could not dodge, smashed a sword, screamed, and the hand was released.

The tide of the sea is half-squatting on the ground, and the sound of coughing has changed.

But this is not enough. Streets, lanes, dozens of ghosts do not know where to gather together, the body is full of red, green and green colors, fierce and incomparable, the red scorpion ghost is also blocked at the door, cold smile.

Fang Yan’s face changed, his heart twitched and he was half cold.

No, this is not right, there are so many devils.

At the beginning, everyone thought it was Ma Xiaochuan, and Fang Wei was also. However, did Ma Xiaochuan have this ability?

He didn't care so much for a moment, and turned back: "Zhang Daowei went to give your grandfather a scent! Don't come out!!"

Also, call Xie Lingya... No, it’s too late, I’m afraid Xie Lingya’s side is not simple.

Fortunately, Xie Lingya left the Sambo sword, Fang Fang emerged this idea.

He put the mahogany on the ground, and the mahogany began to swing the sword automatically. The sea watched the tide against the small wooden man and added a little comfort. Seeing the Sambo sword, it is like seeing Xie Lingya himself, and at this time, this Taomu person is indeed the shape of metabolism.

He dragged his incompetent legs and feet and decided to recite the curse: "One please solve the problem, two please solve the problem, come to the seven souls and three souls, all the evil spirits and wizards do not dare to come, if there are devils to make the law The backhand pressure is stored at the bottom of the sea. I would like to ask Nandou Six Stars and the Big Dipper to be in the air.

Others looked at Fang Hao and pointed out the ghosts in the view. The ghosts flew out and Fang Hao himself spit out his blood.

"Tian Lingling, the spirit of the earth, Luban gave the flying knife with the body. If there is a evil wizard to cast a spell, the golden knife three are not tolerant..." Fang cursed half, the ankle was suddenly caught by one hand, he bowed At first glance, it was actually the bottom of the earth who did not know when he had a half-shouldered ghost. He grabbed his disabled foot and giggled and pulled down.

Look at the sea view tide, the wooden man swings the sword, the ghost does not dare to approach, he picks up the wooden man to go to the side of the square. In the heart, I still chanted, and I relied on the representative of Xie’s teacher. Thank you, Teacher Xie, and took them back to Taoist Temple.

At this time, the first appearance of the red screaming screams, the sea view tide only felt a gust of wind blew through, the hands of the mahogany circuit screamed a few times, the wooden hand squatted, did not move.

The ghosts looked over and the faces were half hidden and now in the darkness, ghastly.

Sea view tide: "..."

Damn, high-tech is not reliable in the end...