Daoist has facial paralysis

"Uncle, I can walk by myself..." Zhou Yibei struggled in panic, Dongxinan hugged him tightly, and walked steadily on the stairs, "Don't move around, do you want to commit suicide or murder your uncle?"

Zhou Yibei raised his head and didn't move any more. The arm hooking Daochang's neck seemed to be frozen. The distance between the two of them allowed him to see the details clearly. His brows were handsome, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin...but it should be Very soft, right?Zhou Yibei couldn't help feeling hot in his lower abdomen, and Zhou Yibei didn't want to look away, staring blankly... It would be great if the uncle belonged to me.

"It's time to let go," the heat came to his ears, Zhou Yibei sat at the dining table, regained his senses, and reluctantly let go of his tightly hugging Taoist priest's hand.

……

In the middle of the night, Zhou Xiaodao was lying on his side on the bed, staring at the octagonal talisman in his hand in a daze, his mind was full of unspeakable images.

"Master Uncle..." The voice that uttered these two words was slightly hoarse, and it seemed strangely gentle and deep. Zhou Yibei bit the cold copper talisman between his lips and teeth. There was a half-sound in his throat... His back shivered like a shudder, and he reached out and pulled a few pieces of paper from the table beside the bed.

Zhou Yibei cleaned up the filth, held the octagonal copper talisman and closed his eyes, and desire stretched out his hot tongue to stir his heart...Uncle, I want to hear your grinding voice in my ear, I want to see you being raped □The flushed face that climbed up, wanted to swallow you in my stomach...I wanted to...hug you.

……

five o'clock the next day

"Bell..." The harsh sound of the doorbell broke the tranquility of dawn.

Zhou Yibei limped down from the second floor rubbing his hair, went to open the door, and saw a girl in bloated and messy clothes with crying eyes swollen.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yibei looked at her and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know... woo... I'm afraid..." Cookie said and started crying again.

"You said you saw that female ghost again last night?" Zhou Yibei brought the cookie into the hall and poured her a cup of hot water.

"I didn't go back to school yesterday, stayed in a hotel, fell asleep at night, dreamed that she picked me up, and I saw myself lying on the bed below...she was biting my back, I didn't feel any pain, But it was very cold, and then I woke up, and I ran to find you... I was scared..." Cookie kept sniffling, tears dripping down.

"But that wooden comb..." Zhou Yibei looked at the antique case where he had placed the wooden comb yesterday. There was only a yellow talisman on it that was infested by black air, and the wooden comb—had disappeared.

"Is the wooden comb on you?" Zhou Yibei asked while pulling the cookie.

The girl sobbed and rummaged through her pockets, and finally found the delicate mahogany comb in the leather handbag she carried with her. She threw the comb out by mistake, curled up on the chair, her face turned pale from crying.

Zhou Yibei went over to pick up the wooden comb, and looked it over a few times. There were some cracks on it that didn't exist yesterday, exposing the hollowed out wooden core.He stretched out his hand to break the wooden comb apart along the seam, and a piece of white bone fell and rolled on the ground, it was a small phalanx of the little finger.

It's witchcraft again... No wonder it wasn't suppressed by the magic talisman.

Zhou Yibei looked at the girl who was crying until she was about to lose her breath, "Stop crying, who did you hang out with when you picked up the wooden comb?"

"I...my roommate," Cookie said, wiping her snot and opening her round, swollen eyes.

"You have conflicts with her?"

"I was nice to her, but I stole her boyfriend," Cookie once again solemnly said something that challenged other people's outlook on life.

"..." Zhou Yibei took another look at her, picked up the phalanx and put it in front of her, "Go back and offer this thing, three sticks of incense every morning and evening, for seven days, combine it with realgar, garlic, and calamus The three flavors were cremated together, if something appears in your dream during this period, just pretend not to see her." The ghost sealed by Gu in this amputated hand bone is not a very powerful thing, Zhou Yibei has no interest in delving into it.

"Huh?...Well, tell me again what and what to burn with it? I'll write it down..."

Zhou Yibei took out a piece of yellow paper from inside the capital, wrote on it what he needed to use, and stuffed it into Cookie's hands, "Okay, you can go... wait a minute, you can let me and Have you met your roommate?"

Cookie nodded doubtfully, sniffed her nose, stood up carefully holding her finger bones, "I can ask her to have a meal with you, but don't do anything to her... I think she just wants to scare me."

Zhou Yibei saw off the strange female classmate, and picked up the wooden comb that was broken in half in his hand. The hollowed out side of the wood was engraved with densely packed small characters... Zhou Xiaodao was interested in this, although he followed his uncle He has learned a lot of Taoism, but he wants to be stronger, stronger than his uncle.

His chest suddenly seemed to be stabbed. Zhou Yibei took down the "biting" jade talisman, looked at it suspiciously for a while, and stuffed it into his pocket. Where the hell did it come from.

……

The next afternoon

Zhou Yibei and Cookie had a meal with her roommate, and Cookie coaxed him to tell the origin of the mahogany comb.

This voodoo was bought by her roommate from an ancient town when she was traveling in Yunnan, and after a few rounds, the little girl even gave the address of the ancient town, and the relationship between the two girlfriends was stiff after eating half of it. Became nice and alone again.

It was dark, and the three of them came out of the restaurant. Zhou Yibei, who had been given a few extra drinks, threw the two girls away without saying a word, and took a taxi back home.

Almost at the door of the house, Mr. Zhou Xiaodao, who was walking staggeringly, stumbled, and something was thrown out of his pocket, with a faint light flashing faintly. Zhou Yibei got up and grabbed the thing in his hand... Jade talisman?He frowned, why is this thing glowing?

"Leave here..." That voice came from the jade talisman again. Zhou Yibei thought about this sentence carefully, and felt a strange sense of familiarity... I know this voice?He rubbed his dizzy head and felt a chill down his spine. Is this my voice?

Terrible coolness climbed from the soles of his feet, Zhou Yibei stood up holding the jade talisman, and asked in his mind, "Who the hell are you?"

A sharp light flashed on the jade talisman, blood flowed out from the palm of his hand, Zhou Yibei felt his eyes darken and passed out.