C3 What Are You Doing Lighting a Candle

What are you doing lighting a candle

"Bah!"

I was in a hurry to spit the ribs out into the bowl.

"What, you don't like it?" Ji Yayun asked anxiously.

I anxiously looked towards Sang Lan, only to see that she was also looking at me with doubt and fear.

Her eyes were as black and white as always, not blood-red at all.

"Sorry, the tooth hurts."

I covered one cheek with my hand and held the cold air while I looked at the ribs in the bowl.

How could he not be ripe?

After a moment of reflection, the fragrance left by his teeth and cheeks. Where did this stench come from?

Am I too nervous?

After all, this is the first time something like this has happened. Moreover, the scene of Sun Tu's house bleeding the black dog left a deep impression on me. On the way back, my eyes would turn red from time to time.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was so. In order to alleviate the awkwardness, I asked Sang Lan if there was any white wine at home.

Sang Lan said that she did not, and wanted to buy it.

How could I be old? I hurriedly said no, and went to the kitchen to cut myself some ginger. I pretended to bite between my teeth for a while.

Sang Lan carefully asked me what that piece of wood that was shattered earlier in the day was.

I said that it was an altar wood, its function was similar to the shocking wood of the ancient yamen, used to intimidate evil.

"Is it because I touched the altar wood that it broke? I didn't mean to, I just... "That's right …"

"I was just scared, so I grabbed it as if it was a hooligan grabbing a brick."

Seeing how she acted like a little child doing something wrong, I couldn't help but find it funny. "Don't think that it's so complicated. The magical equipment is not invincible or unbreakable, the wood will eventually crack."

As he said this, he began to mutter in his heart. The matter of the wooden crack on the altar was a bit strange.

After we finished eating, I gave a packet of glutinous rice to Ji Yayun so that she could continue sleeping in the pillow and then go to bed.

Seeing her hesitation, he explained: The weaker one's spirit is, the more likely it is to cause trouble, so I must revitalize my spirit.

When she was inside, I wrapped the wicker I'd brought with me in a charm and stuck it in the crack in the door, in the windowsill, in the corner. Sprinkle the black dog's blood on the various doorways and under the windows.

In the end, Sang Lan was still young and followed beside me curiously as she watched me fiddle around. Finally, she said, "You don't look like a Taoist."

"I am a monk, I'm not a Taoist."

I folded a triangular charm on a red string and gave it to her. "Put this on and go to sleep. No matter what you hear at night, don't come out."

Sang Lan hurriedly put on the talisman, "With this, you can keep me safe?"

Seeing how the red rope made her slender neck even whiter and richer, my heart couldn't help but flutter. "With this, I can keep myself safe for the time being. With me, I can keep myself safe for the rest of my life."

Sang Lan rolled her eyes at me, then went in and slammed the door.

Not long later, a cell phone on the tea table rang.

Sang Lan ran out to retrieve her phone, and then hastily entered the house.

I went to the window and smoked. Seeing that it was about time, I closed the window and lit up seven candles outside Ji Yayun's room as per the method on the tattered book.

He tied the three copper coins on his left wrist with a red rope and held them in his hand. Then he turned off the lights and quietly sat down on the sofa.

"exorcist, damned exorcist … "This is the last order. After the matter is settled and I receive the money, I will bid my farewells on this business."

"You are exorcist …"

I was lying on the sofa, mumbling to myself. All of a sudden, I was startled by the voice coming from my side.

Turning his head to look, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. It turned out that Sang Lan had appeared in front of him at some point in time.

Sang Lan held her hands behind her back, pursed her rosy lips, and softly said: "I can't sleep."

Startled for no reason, I was infuriated. However, I was unable to vent my anger at such a flirtatious woman.

He looked at her for a while, and the anger in his eyes completely vanished. However, another type of fire had been ignited.

It wasn't that she was wearing anything that was too revealing or sexy, it was just an ordinary cotton nightgown.

But my tall figure made my nightgown look short, so short that my long, white legs appeared in front of me, making me want to reach out and touch them.

"What are you doing lighting candles?" Sang Lan sat beside me.

I calmed my heart and said, "There are some things that cannot be explained with a single sentence or two. There is no need for you to understand them. Hurry up and go to sleep."

I was a little afraid to look at her.

Forensic medicine is also a major in criminal psychology.

The dim light, the special environment, can stimulate some hormones to overproduce, can cause impulses.

"Why do you light candles?"

Sang Lan actually stuck close to me and asked again.

Just as I was about to turn my head and face her face to face.

Suddenly, from outside the window, a shrill and shrill wailing of a baby could be heard!

I flinched at the sound and jumped up from the couch.

Calming himself down, he gripped the three copper coins tightly and walked to the window.

"Shua!" He abruptly opened the curtain and saw a pair of green eyes outside the window!

It was pitch black outside, and only the devilish eyes met mine at close range through the glass.

"Then... What is that? " Sang Lan followed over and asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes..."

"It looks like a cat?" Sang Lan held onto my arm with one hand and pushed open the window with the other.

"Don't..."

I didn't think that her actions would be so sudden. I wanted to stop her, but I was already a step too late.

The window was pushed open a crack, and a bone-piercing cold wind blew in through it.

I couldn't help but shiver and hurriedly shut the window.

He felt that there was something different with the light in the room. When he turned around, he saw that outside Ji Yayun's door, the seven candles had shrunk to the size of soybeans and had turned into a demonic green!

Sang Lan asked in a tearful voice, "How can this be?"

I didn't have time to answer her.

Because, at that moment, Ji Yayun's room emitted a sound of "Creak … "Creak …" The sound.

The sound was very soft, but it went straight through the eardrum, causing one's brain to go numb.

If one looked carefully, one could see that there was someone scratching the door with his nails.

"F * ck, they're still f * cking here!"

I couldn't help but curse in a low voice. I pulled out a willow branch wrapped in a Yellow Talisman from the window and fiercely whipped it on the ground.

"Pah!"

The willow branch made a crisp sound when it hit the floor.

At the same time, the door stopped.

But after a short while, it began to scratch again, even more violently than before.

I took two steps forward and pulled the branch to the ground again.

Unexpectedly, the willow branch was swung into the air and suddenly broke into several pieces. Each of them fell to the ground, emitting a soft 'pa ji' sound.

I hastily spread out my palm and saw that the Yellow Talisman that was wrapped in willow branches had already become as if it had been burnt. When I spread my hand out, it immediately turned into pieces.

I immediately grabbed two more willow branches from the corner of the room. Gritting my teeth, I rushed to Ji Yayun's room and whipped at the door.

The willow branches were broken, the Yellow Talisman burned her hands, and the sound of the door opening had stopped.

Sang Lan had long since trembled to the point where she could not stand it. Half of his body was hung on my body as she cried, "Little Aunt, Little Aunt …."

As if the person in the room had heard her shout, the door suddenly opened. Ji Yayun walked out panickedly, "Lan Lan!"

"Aunt!" Sang Lan cried and was about to pounce over.

I quickly pulled her behind me and quickly took two steps back.

Ji Yayun followed him and held onto his heart as she said anxiously, "Master, it's me."

I heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed like the method on the broken book was quite effective.

The ghost that was bothering Ji Yayun should have been chased away by the willow branch.

I was about to step forward when I caught a glimpse of it, and my temples jumped.

On Ji Yayun's white bare feet, she actually wore a pair of red embroidered shoes!