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Huo Zhenye opened the car door, first carried Bai Zhun into the car, closed the car door, turned around and said to Manager Zhang: "From now on, the tickets for the four corners of the screening hall will not be sold if you can."

If it weren't for Bai Zhun, those things could follow behind people, hide in people's shadows and go out.

These ghosts love to be lively when they are alive, and they are also playful after death. They are not very harmful to people, but since they keep up, they will always be weak for two days after being tainted with Yin Qi.

Manager Zhang was taken aback at first, generally no one buys corner seats to watch movies, unless a man and a woman are in love and want to do something out of the ordinary secretly.

Then why not sell it?

There must be a reason for what the expert said.

Manager Zhang came to his senses and nodded immediately: "Okay, okay, listen to Mr. Huo, I will definitely not sell it in the future."

Not only did he stop selling tickets, he didn't dare to walk around the four corners anymore.

As soon as Bai Zhun entered the house, he lay down on the spring bed. Although the outside was nice, it was not as good as this spring bed. He yawned contentedly, nestled under the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

Huo Zhenye knew that he was tired after going out, so he closed the door for him, and couldn't help worrying that his body was so delicate, how could he bear it if he really wanted to do it?

I still have to raise him, take good care of him, and I have to continue to eat the honey-soaked ginseng slices.

Axiu slipped behind Huo Zhenye, she took a peek at the sleeping master, and showed Huo Zhenye a page she had written.

The braids in front of her flickered, with her hands behind her back, waiting for Huo Zhenye to praise her.

Looking at Axiu now, Huo Zhenye really felt like looking at his daughter, and guarded against Xu Yanwen even tighter. Axiu is a paper doll, and Bai Zhun can control the paper doll. He can see with the paper doll's eyes and listen with the paper doll's ears.

Then if Xu Yanwen really said something to A Xiu, Bai Zhun would be able to hear it too.

If Bai Zhun overheard Xu Yanwen's recitation of love poems, he would suffer a great loss.

Axiu looked at Huo Zhenye expectantly, Huo Zhenye glanced at her, and praised her: "The writing is really good." He reached out and patted Axiu's head.

It turned out that he would never do this, but now he treats Axiu like a child who has not been sensible for a long time.

Axiu's eyes bulged. She saw Xiaoyan's mother touch Xiaoyan's head like this, but no one had ever touched her head.

Such straightforward child-like joy made Axiu happy. She pointed to the page, but Huo Zhenye didn't quite understand it.

Xu Yanwen would circle the particularly good words she wrote.

Axiu picked up the letter and walked back to her room. She opened the box where the things were hidden, and took out a box of colored crayons from it.

Picking out a red crayon, she randomly drew circles on the page. When the circles were filled, Axiu lifted it up, and then took out the paper that Xu Yanwen had reviewed for her from the box.

Xu Yanwen circled it with red ink, and the two kinds of reds are different. Axiu looked at it again and again, and found that it was still different. She put the paper on her lap, looked at it again, and put it away in a small box.

The lights in the small courtyard were turned off shortly after dark.

Waiting for the alley to be quiet, only the sound of wild cats was heard, and two black figures, one tall and one short, sneaked into Yu Qingli from the entrance of the alley.

All the way to the front of Bai's house.

The tall one hesitated and said, "Are we really setting fire?"

There are many people living in this area, the night is quiet and the autumn is dry, if it really catches fire, will something happen.

The dwarf clicked his tongue: "He's a paper maker, so he's afraid of fire. Let's burn all his paper ties and see what he can do."

"But the brothers have already opened the altar, why do we have to come and light the fire?"

"You idiot, senior brother opened the altar, we have to work harder at Master's place, we can also learn two hands of Master's secret technique!"

The two were talking, when they heard rustling voices coming from the room, the tall one was timid, so he looked around as soon as he heard it: "What noise?"

The short man didn't like his timid look: "There is no sound, let's light the house and run. If you are afraid, stay outside. I will go in alone, and the credit in front of the master is mine alone."

Both of them are Taoist disciples of one pass, and they heard that Bai Zhun hindered the merger of the eight sects, and made Mr. Hongyang look bad, so they came here specifically to trouble Bai Zhun, and also wanted to save face among the Taoists.

"Give me the oil." The two of them brought two oil bottles. When the oil was poured and the fire burned, the two of them ran away.

The tall man passed the oil bottle over, and the short man took it in his hand, stepped on the tall man's folded hands, climbed onto his shoulder, and scrambled up to the wall.

The two talked at the base of the wall for a long time, and all the paper dolls in the room heard them. They crowded around and ran to the courtyard to watch the excitement.

They are locked in the house all year round, so the owner still plays with them, since Huo Zhenye came here, he hasn't put them out for a long time.

Finally someone came, and they huddled next to each other by the patio wall, waiting for someone to climb over the wall and come in.

The dwarf didn't know that he was being looked forward to by many pairs of eyes. He looked into the room, but there was no light. He climbed up the edge of the wall and jumped in.

There was a row of flower pots under the wall, and red and yellow flowers bloomed luxuriantly beside the pink and white wall. The dwarf didn't know it, and almost stepped on the flower pots when he slipped down.

Someone grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him aside.

The dwarf could only see an outline, and thought it was his brother who had also turned in, but when he saw the flower pot under his feet, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, brother."

The black shadow nodded, and the dwarf lowered his voice and asked, "Tell me, where are these paper bundles placed? The backyard?"

The black shadow stretched out his hand and pointed to the room on the left, and the dwarf handed him the oil bottle in his hand: "Take it, and when the time comes, you pour the oil, and I'll set the fire."

The paper figurines took the oil bottles and passed them one by one until the end.

The short man entered the house in the dark and almost bumped into the table and chairs. The paper doll was afraid of waking up the owner, so he ran ahead to move the table and chairs for him, followed the short man and shook his head one by one. With his skill, he also entered Bai's house to do evil.The dwarf walked into the main room smoothly, and felt that he was quite extraordinary. When he struck a match, the sparks lit up, and there were a lot of noises in the room.

The fire illuminated the house, and the paper houses and buildings in the house were all made of paper. The dwarf laughed, if he lit one, it wouldn't make that Bai Qiye scream.

"Brother, pour oil."

After the short man finished speaking, there was no response for a long time, he was anxious: "Pour oil!"

Another lit match went out, and the dwarf became angry. He struck a match, turned around and cursed: "Your ears are made of paper..."

The "cluster" of sparks on the match head went out at once.

Behind the dwarf was a bunch of paper figurines, looking at him one by one with their heads tilted. There was "Yue Wang Ye" and "Mu Guiying". The closest to him was Zhang Fei with a black face, glaring at him.

The dwarf was silent for a moment, turned his eyes and felt dizzy, and was supported by "Zhang Fei".

Huo Zhenye was woken up by the light noise, he came out of the room shirtless and turned on the light: "How many times have I told you to be less noisy at night."

The dwarf rolled his eyes when he heard this, and really fainted this time.

"Zhang Fei" let go, and the dwarf fell to the ground with a "boom", just lying on the brick floor, all the paper figurines shook their heads and waved their hands to Huo Zhenye, indicating that they really didn't do this.

"Thief?" Huo Zhenye grabbed a nightgown and tied it on, walked up to the short man, knelt down and felt his pulse to make sure the man was still alive.

The paper man in the last row passed the glass bottle forward to "Zhang Fei" in the front row. Zhang Fei carried the oil bottle and handed it to Huo Zhenye. Everyone shook their heads together.

It turned out to be turbid oil, not high-quality clear oil, it's too neglectful of the paper man.

Huo Zhenye's eyes darkened, it turned out that he didn't come to steal anything.

The little squirrel landed on Huo Zhenye's arm, stretched out its wings, and pointed to the outside of the wall, indicating that there was another one outside, then frantically flapped its wings again, telling Huo Zhenye that the man had already run away.

"Blindfold first, let's get beaten up." As soon as Huo Zhenye finished speaking, the generals stepped forward and took turns venting their anger.

The dwarf was woken up by the fist, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, and he vaguely felt that there were many people standing in front of him, who lied to him that there were only two people in Qimen!

Huo Zhenye asked him, "Who sent you here?"

The dwarf's eyes were full of stars, and his voice was hoarse, but he threatened: "If you are sensible, let me go quickly, my master has already opened the altar to practice..."

In a word, the elder brother's method is described as the master's method.

"Oh? Who is your master?" Huo Zhenye really didn't know who his master was after hearing his manner.

The dwarf said loudly: "My master is Mr. Hongyang, how about it, be afraid!"

The dwarf continued to play tricks, but something blocked his head.

With a "click", the gun in Huo Zhenye's hand was loaded: "I haven't heard of Mr. Hongyang, you should have heard of this thing."

"Do you think your master's method is faster, or my bullets are faster?"

As soon as the short man heard the bullet, he begged for mercy loudly and confessed everything.There are eight doors to clean up in one pass, starting with Bai Qiye.

Huo Zhenye frowned.

The paper figurines surrounded the dwarf, watching him begging for mercy and crying out of curiosity. Another paper figurine opened its mouth, imitating the dwarf's crying expression.

While crying and begging, the dwarf saw ghostly figures in front of him through the cloth, and almost turned over again: "Qiye, Qiye, you don't count the faults of the villain, so just forgive me this time."

Suddenly the lights in the room flickered.

Here comes something that is summoned by Taoist practitioners.

Bai Zhun had been sleeping peacefully, and only now did he raise his long eyelashes slightly, and lazily turned over.

There seemed to be something surging by the courtyard wall, Huo Zhenye took a copper coin and put it in front of his eyes, and saw a headless ghost was about to climb into the wall courtyard through the hole.

There was no head on his neck, and he held a head in his hand. Blood trickled down the cut, and the wind blew in a bloody smell.

Before Huo Zhenye could move, he heard the jars on the attic rolling.

Xuan Yun hadn't been out of the altar since she entered Bai's house. She felt the temptation of the low-level ghosts, and she was eager to try to break out of the altar.

A water sleeve blows the headless thing away.

Even the paper dolls in the house are not afraid. They were originally pierced by ghosts, so how could they be afraid of ghosts?

Bai Zhun yawned: "It's so noisy, throw him out."

The voice came through the wall, and the dwarf seemed to be pardoned.

"What about the decapitated ghost by the wall?" Huo Zhenye asked bluntly.

When the dwarf heard it, although his eyes were blindfolded, he was both happy and scared, the senior brother did the trick!

"Don't worry about the things that are looking for death."

As soon as Bai Zhun finished speaking, a white light flew out of the Town God's Temple and hit the headless ghost. The hair of the headless ghost screamed and wailed, turned into a pool of blood mist, and dissipated in the wind.

In the territory of the City God, he dared to drive evil spirits to hurt people, he was really impatient to live.

The short man was pushed out by Huo Zhenye, and he yelled flatly: "The thief has been caught."

Only he and Bai Zhun could talk in this room, and Bai Zhun would never say that, but Huo Zhenye would not just let the short man go, at least he had to go to the police station to lock him up for a few days.

The lights were turned on in every house, and the owner of the smoke hotel called the police as soon as he heard that Mr. Huo had caught the thief.

There is no arrest room in the old city, only the police station. The police came soon, knowing that the thief stole from Mr. Huo, they first locked them up with a few sticks and took them back: "Mr. Huo, please don't worry, we will definitely teach him a good lesson."

Without a little injury, he couldn't get out of the cell door.

He only talked about stealing, not arson, because he didn't want to cause trouble for Bai Zhun, and it would be better if people didn't know about the paper ties all over the room.

Yiguandao sent two minion men and a minion ghost to test Bai Zhun.

Without Bai Zhun making a move, the paper figurine will take care of him first.

Huo Zhenye returned to the room, saw Bai Zhun sleeping on the bed, untied his nightgown and sat down beside the bed.

Leaning to his side, the laughter blew into Bai Zhun's ears: "You're already awake, do you want to eat candied walnuts?"

dear?

Bai Zhun pulled the quilt, and a voice came out from under the quilt: "Don't eat."

He can eat whatever he wants.

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