Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han and Yao Zi looked at each other.

The two of them have been in contact with the world since they were young, and have heard all kinds of weird stories.

They have spent a lot of time with Buddha, so Wang Han and Laozi have heard this kind of story since they were young.

There are also many records in history about the story of Yin soldiers taking advantage of the way.

There are similar stories in "Book of Northern Qi" and "Taiping Guangji".

Most of them are folklore. There are three key reasons for the so-called Yin soldiers borrowing their way to the legend. First, the souls of the soldiers linger after they die in battle. After death, the souls still want to fight on the battlefield again.

Second, a huge disaster occurred in some places and many people died, such as earthquakes, or other natural and man-made disasters. If there were too many dead people, the Yin soldiers would come out to hunt down the ghosts.

The third one is the most suspenseful, it talks about the underworld soldiers fighting.

But no matter which one, in the final analysis, it is folklore, and it has been mentioned in folklore.

If you encounter Yin soldiers taking advantage of the passage, if you can't run away, immediately lie down on the ground and don't look at them.

Otherwise, he may be injured at least, or lose his soul and become a vegetative state at worst.

Wang Han and Yao Zi looked in the direction of Laohu.

The thunder was louder over there.

From a distance, you can see that the sky over there is surprisingly dark. Anyone with a little experience can tell that it is starting to rain heavily over there, and the rain curtain is already heading this way.

It feels like it won't be long before the showers come this way.

The wind was whining, and the temperature had been pretty good for the past two days, but after this wind blew, the hairs on my hair stood up involuntarily.

Wang Han and Yao Zi both looked over there.

There are also a lot of questions in my heart.

Others may not know what happened over there, but Yao Zi and Wang Han knew very well in their hearts that both groups went down today.

The girl ran ahead and looked back at Wang Han and Dao Zi.

"Do you two have somewhere to go?"

"No."

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "Follow me!"

The boy drove the car and followed the girl.

Not long after, he stopped at the entrance of a courtyard.

The girl stepped into the door and waved to Wang Han and Dao Zi.

The two people got out of the car.

I turned around and looked in the direction of the lake in the distance. There was lightning and thunder over there.

"Come in quickly, it's too late!"

The girl grabbed Wang Han and Dao Zi and quickly closed the door.

Naozi muttered, "The weather is not right."

The girl walked towards the room and asked Wang Han and Dao Zi to follow her, "The weather is like this these days every year. It's nothing to make a fuss about. You two, don't stand in the yard and come in quickly!"

Dongzi turned his head and looked at the girl, "Is this the case every year?"

"Yes uncle! Come in quickly!"

Dongzi said with a dark face, "I am born in the s!"

After the girl glanced at Dongzi, she looked at Wang Han again, "Brother, come in quickly."

Yaozi glared at Wang Han angrily.

Wang Han walked in, "What are you looking at? You haven't seen us, the post-s generation?"

Dongzi entered the door cursing.

Look around the room.

The furnishings were simple, and the family was truly impoverished. When thieves came, they would leave behind two bags of rice and leave with tears in their eyes.

The old house has a lot of newspapers as wallpaper, but directly opposite the door, there are dozens of certificates of various sizes, which add a bit of color to the room.

Wang Han and Dao Zi took a look and learned that the little girl's name was Jing Nan.

The little girl saw Wang Han and Yao Zi looking around. At this age, when self-esteem is very strong, she lowered her head and said nothing, and went to pour water for Wang Han and Yao Zi.

A coughing sound came from inside the room.

"Nan Nan, are you back?"

"grandfather!"

Jing Nan put down the water glasses for Wang Han and Dao Zi, and walked quickly towards the inner room.

An old man leaned against the wall and came out of the room panting.

"Grandpa, why are you out here!"

The old man waved his hand, "It's going to rain. It's too stuffy in the room. Come out for some air. Have you gone to burn paper?"

"went!"

Jing Nan supported the old man and walked towards the living room.

The old man saw two strangers standing here and looked at Wang Han and Dao Zi.

Wang Han and Lao Zi nodded towards the old man.

The old man was wearing a velvet shirt, and his breathing was a little rapid. His legs couldn't stop swinging, and he felt like he would be blown over by the wind.

"Grandpa, these two are... my friends. They are from out of town. They don't know the customs here and have no place to go. I asked them to come to our house first." Jing Nan explained when he saw this.

The old man was helped to sit down and nodded towards Wang Han and Dao Zi.

There was another violent cough.

He pulled Jing Nan's wrist and said, "A guest is here, go bring out the fruit."

Jing Nan hesitated to speak, and the old man patted Jing Nan's wrist gently again.

"Go! We finally have a guest at home!"

Jing Nan walked into the back room.

Wang Han pricked his ears and heard that Jing Nan took out the fruits from the plastic bag, hesitated for a while, and put a few back into the plastic bag.

The family is poor, and buying a few fruits is nothing to many people, but to Jing Nan, it is a lot of money.

I washed a few apples and brought over a few bananas.

"Eat fruit."

Daozi picked up an apple and took a bite of it. He stretched his neck and looked out the window while leaning on the table by the window with one hand.

Thunderstorms are already heading this way.

The windows vibrated with the wind.

"Young man, eat an apple." The old man handed Wang Han an apple.

Wang Han thanked him and took a bite.

The old man picked up another one and stuffed it into Jing Nan's hand.

Jing Nan shook his head, "Grandpa, I won't eat it."

The old man smiled, put the apple into Jing Nan's hand, and gently patted the back of Jing Nan's hand.

Eyes full of kindness.

Boom!

With a crash of thunder.

The rain was coming in hard bursts, tapping on the windows with a rapid sound.

Dong Zi held the apple in his mouth and quickly closed the window.

He sat on the chair, looked through the textbooks on the table, glanced at Jing Nan, took out all the red notes from his pocket and stuffed them into the book secretly.

"Little girl, you are only in your senior year of high school this year?"

"Correct."

"Then delivering takeaways won't delay your studies?"

After saying this, Jing Nan's expression changed instantly. When he lowered his head, he saw the old man coughing violently and holding Jing Nan's small hand with both hands. Veins popped up on the back of the old man's hand, and his old body was shaking uncontrollably.

Jing Nan bit her lip and looked at Dao Zi fiercely.

"Are you going to deliver food?" The old man raised his head and looked at Jing Nan.

Jing Nan shook his head, "Grandpa, just..."

"you!!!"

The old man raised his hand, but was not willing to knock it down. The old man coughed again, "I am dragging you down."

"No grandpa." Jing Nan squatted down.

The old man's bent waist became even more bent now, and he looked at Jing Nan apologetically.

Jing Nan wiped away her tears and said, "Grandpa, I went there during the holiday. I didn't neglect my studies at all! I was ranked first in my grade in the last exam!"

The old man touched Jing Nan's head and said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry!"

"No grandpa, you have nothing to do with me! Don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely study hard and take you to a big city to enjoy happiness!"

Naozi knew he had said the wrong thing and scratched his face, "Uncle, your granddaughter will definitely become a big thing in the future! I know how to read faces!"

The old man smiled bitterly.

Just about to speak.

Suddenly there was a huge thunder outside the window.

The noise of the wind also reached its peak at this moment.

The bicycle in the yard was blown over by the wind, and the roof of the colored steel house opposite was blown off on the spot.

The electric light renders the pitch black bright.

Wang Han and others looked out the window in unison.

The old man looked nervous, "It's coming, don't say anything!"

The moment after the thunder.

The whole world seemed to fall into a strange silence.

A voice suddenly came from outside.

It was very clear amid the rapid patter of rain.

meow~~

Daozi leaned on the window and looked out.

"Damn it! Why is there a black cat?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly stood up emotionally and fell to the ground without being able to stand still.

"Cat? Black cat? How many ears?"

Daozi quickly came over and helped the old man up.

"Old man, how many ears can a cat have? Of course it's two!"

"really?"

Dong Zi pointed out the window, "That's not... just two..."

Boom!

Electricity lights up the night sky.

Dong Zi stared outside.

"What the hell?

This kitten has six ears? "

The old man who had just been helped to stand up once again lost his grip and sat on the ground. His already pale face became even paler. He stared blankly out the window and murmured.

"The black tiger with six ears sends troops to beat the drum."