After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

The red shadow flew by quickly, Meng Chun seemed to see a blurred face, his hands trembled in fright, and the Coke fell on the table.

Si Huai quickly stepped back, seeing Meng Chun staring straight out of the window, he also looked over, but saw nothing.

He wondered, "What did you see?"

"I, I seem to see someone..." Meng Chun paused, then stammered, "G-Gone."

Si Huai ate the side dish calmly: "If you are a human, what are you afraid of?"

"Probably cleaning the windows."

Meng Chun: "..."

"The private room is on the third floor. There should be no one cleaning the windows outside at night."

Si Huai glanced at him: "If it's a ghost, don't be afraid."

Meng Chun thought about it, and it seemed so.

There were three Taoist priests sitting in the box, and he still had Zhang Ping An Talisman on his body, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Eat and eat."

The taste of this restaurant is on the spicy side, Si Huai can't eat spicy food very much, he ate half of the meal, and had already finished a big bottle of Coke.

He turned to Meng Chun and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'll go as well."

Meng Chun burped and stood up slowly.

He drank several bottles of beer with Mr. Chen, and his stomach was very distended.

After entering the toilet, Meng Chun went straight to the cubicle, sat on the toilet and chatted with Si Huai: "Mr. Si, do you usually live in the dormitory?"

"I can make an appointment for supper another night. There is a barbecue restaurant on the side of the snack street that tastes delicious..."

"I don't live in the dormitory, you can treat me to dinner during the day."

"Okay, during the day, I have to wait until the work on the ancient tomb is over, otherwise I won't be in school."

After Meng Chun finished speaking, he put down his phone and took out some papers.

He lowered his head and lifted his trousers, and suddenly found that there was a green shadow on the tiles under his feet.

The compartment on the right is occupied.

Meng Chun's hands were stiff, and his drowsy brain suddenly woke up.

He remembered clearly that the compartment doors were all open when he came in.

There was no one else in the toilet except Si Huai and him.

Meng Chun shouted hoarsely: "Si, Teacher Si..."

No one responded.

With a creak, the compartment door on the right moved.

The green shadow at the feet became clearer, and in the next second, a green skirt appeared in the gap under the compartment.

The bottom of the skirt is empty and has no feet.

Ladies, ladies toilet ghost?

Meng Chun cried out in fright, and took out the peace amulet in his trouser pocket with trembling hands.

A footstep sounded from far to near.

"Dong dong dong—" There was a knock on the door of the cubicle Meng Chun was in.

"Ahhh! Help!"

"...What are you yelling? Are you constipated?"

"Si, Teacher Si?"

Meng Chun swallowed, opened the door cautiously, and saw that Si Huai was really outside the door, so he was relieved.

Si Huai raised his eyelids and met his pale face: "Are you out of paper?"

"No, no."

Meng Chun paused for a while, then quickly said, "I saw a toilet ghost!"

"Just now, next to, next to."

Si Huai pushed open the doors on both sides, but there was nothing inside.

He walked around the toilet again, but couldn't find a trace of Yin Qi.

"No."

"Did you read it wrong?"

"No way."

Meng Chun hid behind Si Huai and glanced at the compartment on the right: "I clearly saw a green skirt..."

Si Huai carefully checked the amulet in his hand, but there was no change.

"It shouldn't be a ghost."

Meng Chun asked softly, "What is that?"

Si Huai pondered for a while: "If you are not dazzled..."

Meng Chun's heart tightened.

Si Huai: "Then I don't know either."

Meng Chun: "..."

The two returned to the box, and there was nothing unusual along the way.

……

Because of drinking, the meal was very late, Meng Chun didn't dare to go to the paper making shop alone, Si Huai looked at the map, he wanted to take the bus to the other side of the old street, so he went with Meng Chun.

After ten o'clock, most of the shops on the old street were closed, the street lamps seemed to be broken, making a buzzing sound, there was no light, and the road ahead was pitch black.

Meng Chun turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and slapped Si Huai: "This road is so dark."

"Scary."

A short laugh suddenly sounded behind him, and Meng Chun shivered in fright: "Si, Teacher Si."

Si Huai looked back and saw that it was an aunt who was closing the shutter door.

Realizing that the laughter was heard, the aunt said to Meng Chun, "This road is not considered dark."

"Boys, be more masculine, and be afraid of the dark."

Hearing the human voice, Meng Chun heaved a sigh of relief, and mustered up the courage to turn around.

Seeing Meng Chun's appearance, the aunt sighed: "No wonder the country cultivates the masculinity of boys."

Meng Chun: "..."

He whispered, "I'm not masculine enough."

"How I didn't know to cultivate masculinity."

"Mr. Si, you say yes, how do you cultivate this?"

Si Huai glanced at him: "Go and have two children."

Meng Chun didn't react: "???"

Si Huai: "If you are a mother, you are strong."

Meng Chun: "..."

Walking around the corner, there was a rustling sound behind him.

Meng Chun thought it was the aunt just now, so he stopped very masculinely, and turned around holding his mobile phone.

The light of the flashlight shone on the tree, and he clearly saw a head sticking out from behind the tree, with pale skin, crooked eyes and mouth, no nose, and he could vaguely see that she was wearing a red dress.

"Ahhhh!"

Si Huai turned around, saw the figure behind the tree, and narrowed his eyes.

Meng Chun bent down tremblingly, trying to pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a blurry figure slowly walking out from the various paths beside the surrounding storefronts. Their hands and feet were stiff and their clothes were different. What they had in common was pale cheeks and simple facial features. facial features.

A woman in a red dress and a green skirt limped out from behind the tree. Half of her skirt was sunken and torn, exactly the same as the paper prick Meng Chun accidentally stepped on in the evening.

Meng Chun's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground: "This, these are..."

Si Huai glanced around: "Let's tie people with paper."

Meng Chun's eyes darkened: "What, what does she want to do..."

Si Huai thought for a while: "Deliver to your door?"

Meng Chun: "..."

Seeing the paper piercing man approaching gradually, Si Huai said cheerfully, "You can actually walk."

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have to rush here."

Meng Chun's mentality was not as good as Si Huai's, and he wanted to cry without tears: "... Teacher Si, what should we do now?"

Si Huai said truthfully, "I don't know."

It was the first time he encountered this kind of paper piercer.

After thinking for a while, Si Huai took out the ghost-suppressing charm from his schoolbag and threw it over.

The paper piercer didn't even stop, and continued to approach.

Si Huai raised his eyebrows, and threw the Zhang Ping An Talisman over, but the paper pierced man had no response.

It seems that talisman paper has no effect on paper piercing people.

Si Huai took a step forward, and Meng Chun hurriedly grabbed him: "Mr. Si, what are you doing?"

Si Huai: "I picked up the talisman and it still works."

Meng Chun was silent for a moment: "Don't pick it up, I'll buy it, I'll buy it."

In just one minute, dozens of paper-wrapped people came out, blocking several forked roads, leaving only one way for them.

Si Huai turned his head to look over, and the only road leading to it was the paper-making shop.

"Let's go."

Meng Chun walked forward tremblingly, looking behind him from time to time,

The leader was the paper-wrapped man in the red dress and the green skirt, with his feet sloping, getting closer and closer to Meng Chun.The rest of the paper tie people stood a few meters away, keeping the original distance. They took a step, and the paper tie people took a step.

Seeing Meng Chun looking back frequently, Si Huai comforted him: "Don't worry, just follow."

"It's worth the 100 yuan."

Meng Chun: "..."

The paper shop is just tens of meters away, and it didn't take long to arrive.

The middle-aged man was sitting at the door of the store, quickly folding the wooden strips in his hands, and in a blink of an eye, a skeleton made of paper was completed.

Hearing the footsteps of the two, without raising his head, he sneered and said, "Here we are."

"Do you know what you did wrong in the daytime? Now I will give you a chance to apologize, otherwise hehe..."

The middle-aged man snorted twice, put down the skeleton in his hand, slowly raised his head, and faced the camera of the mobile phone.

???

Si Huai blinked: "This is considered a threat."

As he spoke, he held up his mobile phone and patted the paper-wrapped people behind him.

Ghosts have no entity and cannot be photographed with a mobile phone. The paper pricked people are different, and they can be photographed clearly.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched in anger: "You, how dare you..."

Si Huai asked back, "Why don't I dare?"

Meng Chun was in a daze at the side, he was ready to lose money, but he didn't expect Si Huai to start recording the video directly.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands together, chanting some spells.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and many paper-wrapped people rushed towards Si Huai.

Si Huai ignored him and punched the middle-aged man in the face, interrupting his spellcasting.

The middle-aged man fell off the chair and looked at Si Huai in disbelief: "Aren't you a Taoist priest?"

"You hit someone directly?"

Si Huai kicked him again: "I can still move my feet."

The middle-aged man realized that this was a different Taoist priest, so he turned around and wanted to run away.

Si Huai grabbed him by the collar and punched him violently.

During the period, he took the time to ask: "Say it! Are you trying to blackmail us?!"

The middle-aged man admitted with a sob after being beaten.

Si Huai: "Speak up!"

"Yes, it is……"

Meng Chun took the opportunity to kick the middle-aged man's feet. Seeing that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from Si Huai's beating, he whispered, "Si Guanzhu, why don't we just let it go?"

The paper stick man didn't do anything to them, they have already beaten up the shopkeeper violently.

Si Huai said angrily: "No, he actually wants to cheat you out of money!"

Meng Chun was a little moved, and in the next second he heard Si Huai say, "If you have that spare money, you might as well give it to me."

Meng Chun: "..."

Although the middle-aged man was pinned to the ground and beaten, his mind was still clear-headed. Hearing that Si Huai had never left the money, he quickly said, "I, I lose money, I lose money!"

Hearing this, Si Huai stopped: "How much is the compensation?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes with difficulty: "How much did you say?"

Si Huai sat on a chair beside him and said lazily, "How much do you want us to pay during the day?"

Middle-aged man: "One, one thousand."

Si Huai nodded: "I'm not cheating on you either, so it's 1000 yuan."

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, only a thousand dollars?

"Really, really?"

Si Huai: "We are contemporary college students practicing the core values ​​of socialism."

"Justice, equality, fairness, understand?"

The middle-aged man stared at him blankly, then took out his mobile phone: "Then, I'll scan..."

Si Huai continued: "One paper piercer is 100 yuan, and if it is 1000 yuan... you can just pay me ten paper piercers."

Middle-aged man: ? ? ?

"Seeing that you wear glasses, you should be a cultural person."

Si Huai said solemnly: "It is better to pay a man for a fish than to give him a fish."

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