Miss Sister is a mysterious creature

After listening to the "black monkey" told by the boy with "yin and yang eyes", Bai Luoyu suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the scene of himself being haunted by the "black monkey" naturally appeared in his mind. There was no trace of blood left, and his feet were as heavy as lead, and he froze in place in a daze.

On the subway, through the boy's wandering eyes on her, she roughly guessed what the scene would be like in the boy's eyes, but the thought in her heart was confirmed, which was still terrifying.

The boy's immature childish voice was a little worried, and he tilted his head and asked earnestly: "Miss sister, what's wrong with you?"

The woman in red took the boy's chubby hand, and stopped in front of the high threshold of the hall to look back at Bai Luoyu.Following the sound, Bai Luoyu raised a pair of frightened and helpless pupils, and stared back at the woman in a daze.

In the bright autumn eyes of the woman in red, there was a kind of innate kindness and compassion. Being looked at by her, for some reason, the messy and restless mood gradually calmed down.

The woman gently raised her hand, spread out a thin white palm, with the palm facing up, and pointed to the depths of the hall with her fingertips respectfully, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she smiled kindly at Bai Luoyu, then turned around gracefully, Pulling the little boy beside him, he stepped gracefully over the high vermilion lacquer threshold in front of him, and stepped into the dense rain and fog.

Bai Luoyu understood what the woman meant, and she thought the same way just now. She turned her head and looked at the Taoist man in blue who was sitting leisurely in front of the dark brown pear blossom wooden table. On the wooden chair where the woman in clothes just sat.

The blue-clothed old man looked even more elegant when viewed from a closer distance, with loose-shaped crane bones, and a pair of bright and shining pupils.He held a section of white beard with two slender fingers, and looked at Bai Luoyu carefully with great interest.

Bai Luoyu didn't know where to start asking. She was full of doubts, her mind was in chaos, and she couldn't find the beginning of a clue.

She hesitated and opened her lips, and asked softly, "Master, where did the black and black monkeys come from?"

The Taoist in blue looked at her with a slight smile, and said slowly: "The ability to know the cause and effect of things, the past, present, and future is called the 'Buddha's eye'. The poor Taoist cultivation level is not enough, and the realm is not enough, so I can't answer the questions of the faithful monkey. Where are you from?"

"Oh," Bai Luoyu felt a little embarrassed, lowered her eyelashes, and her eyes dimmed under her beautiful black eyebrows.

The Taoist frowned, looked at the poor little face in front of him with a big gauze stuck to his face, with a pretty face, and eyes full of distress, and smiled softly: "The other shore is this shore. , All things have animism, it’s not a big deal to have a few monkeys entangled. That child is very talented, and he has long been used to seeing all kinds of spirits contaminated by the world. It is strange to see that yours is different from them. Think about those evil spirits. A person who has done all kinds of bad things will naturally possess an evil spirit..."

Although the words of the old man with white beard were comforting, Bai Luoyu felt even more uneasy, and muttered in a low voice with aggrieved voice: "I haven't done anything bad, and I haven't... harmed... monkeys."

The blue-clothed Taoist said with a smile: "Taoism also believes in the law of cause and effect. When strange things happen, there must be a cause. Faithful believers can recall if something strange happened in their own family."

Bai Luoyu frowned slightly, there were so many strange things in her family that she didn't know which one to talk about first.

As if he suddenly remembered something, his dim pupils lit up suddenly, he took out his phone, opened the photo album of the phone, found the photo of the strange knife that he found under his parents' bed that day, enlarged it for the Taoist priest, and asked softly: "Master, what are you doing?" Help me find out, what kind of knife is this and what is it used for?"

The blue-clothed Taoist priest held Bai Luoyu's hand and stared at the picture of the blood-stained machete covered with copper rust. Ruxue's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and there was a trace of doubt in his piercing eyes. of?"

Bai Luoyu choked for a while, pursed her lips, and decided to tell the truth: "From under my own bed."

The old man raised his eyes in astonishment, squinted his bright eyes, looked at Bai Luoyu carefully again, and asked suspiciously: "What do believers' families do?"

Bai Luoyu replied: "Both parents are university professors."

Her answer made the old man even more puzzled. He lowered his eyes in thought, and said to himself: "It shouldn't be..."

The old man asked again: "The professor studies folklore?"

Bai Luoyu: "Study paleontology and religion."

"Religion—" As if he had found a clue, the old man twirled his beard, as if he was weighing something in his heart, and nodded with a frown.

Bai Luoyu examined the expression of the old man, and asked eagerly: "Master, what is this?"

"Blade of killing!" Said the old Taoist in blue with certainty.

Bai Luoyu's face was full of puzzlement, and he repeated silently: "The killing blade..."

"Well," the blue-clothed Taoist nodded lightly, and explained slowly: "Slaughter pigs and cattle, and kill blood blades."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, there are also murder weapons."

Hearing this, Bai Luoyu's fingers trembled, and the phone almost fell out of his hand. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, turned off the screen, calmed down, stared straight at the old man's bright pupils, and waited for him to speak .

"The knife in your house looks even more vicious. I'm afraid it wasn't obtained from a butcher. The knife used for slaughtering animals may have come from an ancient battlefield or a few bloody wars in modern times... I can't see it just by looking at the photos. Tell more secrets."

Bai Luoyu murmured and asked: "Master, what is the killing blade under the bed for?"

"Dispel evil spirits!" The old man answered concisely with a clear voice.

Bai Luoyu's face was full of puzzlement. According to what the old man said earlier, spirits would possess the body of evildoers, so why would it be able to ward off evil by being a murder weapon for a tiger?

"Having hurt so many creatures, why can it ward off evil spirits?" Bai Luoyu asked subconsciously with doubts in his heart.

"This," the old man stretched his brows, and said without hesitation, "this is the pinnacle of fighting poison with poison. There is a holy spear in the West, which is said to be the weapon that finally killed Jesus Christ. It is the most famous "killing weapon" in the world throughout the ages "Blade of Destiny". Westerners also gave it a thunderous name, called 'Spear of Destiny'."

"Spear of Destiny?" This name often appeared in religious movies, Bai Luoyu frowned as he listened to the old man's narration.

"On the killing blade, there will be a kind of chilling aura that will not dissipate throughout the year, so that the evil spirits can't avoid it. The evil spirits will retreat, and the luck will be prosperous. The fierce blade for slaughtering pigs and cattle can still ward off evil spirits. This 'Spear of Destiny' kills He is a sage and a man of great wisdom, so his divine power is unparalleled."

"It is said that it has an extremely powerful ability to ward off evil spirits. It can sweep away all evil obstacles and see the sun through the clouds. Whoever can get it will be able to dominate the world."

"Dominate the world?" Bai Luoyu asked.

The old man nodded with a smile.

"Someone in the West wrote a book called Spear of Destiny, saying that Hitler launched the Second World War to steal this killing blade. Although it is some anecdotal and unofficial history, it can be seen that no matter the East or the West, everything comes from the same source. , all in one mind."

The old man brushed his snow-white beard and pondered for a while, then continued: "However, the killing blade has a chilling aura attached to it, so it should not be kept at home. I often tell good believers that there are hundreds of things to ward off evil spirits in the world, and it is not suitable to use this kind of blade full of evil spirits. stuff. Unless, as a last resort..."

Bai Luoyu listened to the old man's words in a daze, his thoughts raced, and he felt that the whole thing was even more confusing. In a trance, he stepped into the air and fell into a bottomless black hole. His parents, who were university professors, hid a murder weapon under the bed in the bedroom. The fierce blade, in order to - ward off evil spirits?

And he was haunted by the invisible "black monkey" spirit, like a shadow.After a rash appeared on his face, his mother Yang Ruobing's attitude towards him suddenly changed drastically. Where did these seemingly unrelated information lead to?

After all, who is coveting my flesh and blood?

At this point in the conversation, the Taoist priest in blue took out an obsidian Pixiu tied with a red thread from his wide robe sleeve as before, and hung it around Bai Luoyu's neck.He murmured: "Long Jing, ward off evil spirits, the combination of the two is the real 'evil ward off'."

Bai Luoyu made up the hexagram money, thanked the old man, and walked out of the "Taiqing Palace" along the original road. When he passed the "Guandi Temple", he saw the "Martial Saint Guan Gong" standing in the temple, holding the "Qinglong Yanyue Knife" in his hand. , is emitting a gloomy cold light.She thought, so it was also a "killing blade". No wonder there is a bronze statue of Guan Gong enshrined in the front halls of many service industries...

That night, Bai Luoyu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, when the blood-stained "killing blade" sounded, he remembered the black monkey lingering beside him, invisible and intangible, holding the small obsidian pendant tightly in his hand , curled up in the cool quilt and shivered.

She felt like a child looking for clues among the puzzle pieces without a clue. There were only a few scattered puzzle pieces in her hands, and she couldn't put together a complete pattern at all, and couldn't get a glimpse of the whole picture.

The "killing blade" is used to ward off evil spirits, and if the "black monkey" can be seen by a little boy with "yin and yang eyes", it must be an evil spirit.These two pieces of the puzzle seem to fit together, one attack and one defense, but I don't know what it portends.But the huge unknown darkness behind it washed and swept towards her like a cold tide.

"Naga, Naja, I'm so scared. Can you hear me?" She felt better just thinking about Naja.

This night, Bai Luoyu did not know how many times he silently said Naijia's name.

Three o'clock in the morning is the darkest and coldest time before dawn.The moon was already very low, and it was about to sink, Bai Luoyu looked at the pale moonlight, thinking silently.

She felt as if she was trapped in a densely woven net, and the opening of the net was getting tighter and tighter, entangled her tightly, and was about to suffocate.

She remembered that person's face covered with frost and snow when they parted, as if she understood why that person was so angry.

The mind that had been tense because of fear always began to feel sleepy. She vaguely recalled the "Fool" that the red-haired sorceress had divination for her. Focus on your luggage.The sorceress said that it was a mortal danger and a worldly fetter...

She suddenly thought: The heavy bags tied to the Fool's staff must be her affection for her parents.

Bai Luoyu felt cold in her hands and feet in the thin quilt. She silently recited the name of her goddess again, hoping that her mighty mermaid queen could give her a little courage in such a lonely and cold night.

"Nai-jia-" In the silent room, there was a voice as light as a mosquito, as if echoing her voice, calling out Naijia's name together with her.

Bai Luoyu woke up from the half-dream and half-awake, suddenly opened his eyes, held his breath, and listened carefully to the movement in the room.

"Naga—"

That voice seemed to be mixed in a gust of wind, distant and near, loud and small, in the quiet room at three o'clock in the morning, it sounded like a gossamer...

The author has something to say: In the end there is no supernatural, the author swears that there is no supernatural.The demons are gone, let Miss Naijia come out! ! ! <(*￣▽￣*)/

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