Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Song Qingming felt more and more bizarre: "Four years old? How old are you now?"

Cheng Zihe answered honestly: "24."

Song Qingming looked at him in silence for a while, and then said quietly: "You have to be more reliable when you lie, I am only twenty this year, and I was still a baby when you were four years old, and I didn't even know how to call my parents. Could it be that you want to say that I am a child discarded by your Cheng family?"

Cheng Zihe shook his head hastily: "I saw you back then, and you looked the same as now. The only difference is your clothes. I have seen the sword you pulled out from the book when you were exorcising ghosts the day before yesterday! You used That sword saved me, and I have never forgotten it, only when I saw you that day did I have the idea of ​​wanting to keep you... By the way, you still held a face in your hand at that time..."

When Cheng Zihe was about to say something, the black cat in Song Qingming's arms jumped out and scratched Cheng Zihe's face several times, causing him to howl. Song Qingming quickly brought the black cat back,

It's just that Song Qingming's complexion began to turn a little ugly.

Hearing Cheng Zihe's colorful flowers just now gave him some headaches, and even his lower back hurt. There are too many weird things recently, what Si Chen said was weird, and what Cheng Zihe said was even weirder!

After a while, he suppressed the discomfort in his body and said in a deep voice: "I have never seen you, and I am not some fairy brother."

After he finished speaking, Cheng Zihe's tears fell down again.

Seeing a man with a big arm and a round waist crying like pear blossoms and rain, Song Qingming felt his scalp go numb.

He sighed helplessly: "It's not that I won't help you, Xie Yu is gone, if you can find him, you can beg him..."

"Brother Immortal's friend is gone!" Cheng Zihe suddenly raised his voice, turned his head and shouted to the people behind him: "Hurry up and find someone for help!!"

As soon as the words fell, the people behind him stood up in a row, and ran out of the inn to find someone in the blink of an eye.

Song Qingming originally wanted to call them back, but then he thought, Cheng Zihe has so many people under him, so if they go to find Xie Yu, they may be able to find them soon.

Cheng Zihe needed help, Song Qingming also relaxed his tone: "Okay, when Xie Yu comes back, I will help and ask him to visit your house."

Cheng Zihe still shook his head: "I can't wait..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Wu ran in in a panic: "Master, it's not good! Something serious happened at home!!"

After Cheng Zihe listened, he was stunned for a moment, and finally wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stood up with a straight face: "I have offended you, even if you die today, I will take you away."

He made a big move, and several tall men rushed in behind him, walking towards Song Qingming.

"You..." Song Qingming panicked a little. The black cat in his arms saw that those people wanted to forcefully carry Song Qingming away, and immediately showed its claws and teeth to grab them.

He hugged the black cat tightly, seeing that the group of people insisted on 'inviting' him to leave, and finally shouted: "Okay! I will go with you, but let me prepare!"

Seeing him let go, Cheng Zihe immediately smiled.

In desperation, Song Qingming had no choice but to change his clothes, put the Candle Book into his arms, and before going out, he glanced at the black cat standing on the table, and said softly: "I won't take you, don't run around, I be right back."

After speaking, he closed the door and left the inn with Cheng Zihe.

Cheng's house was not far from the inn, and Cheng Zihe's carriage stopped in front of Cheng's mansion in less than a cup of tea.

The door was closed tightly, and the whole mansion seemed to be covered with a gray cloth.

It was completely different from the last time I came. Although it was haunted before, it was not so gloomy. But now, this house is like a haunted house. Before stepping inside, one can't help but tremble.

Song Qingming raised his head and glanced at the bright sun. It was so gloomy in broad daylight. It must be that the things in the house were very fierce, and he felt a little apprehensive immediately.

"Young Master Song!"

Hearing someone calling him, Song Qingming turned his head and saw Si Chen running towards him with crooked eyes and a smile.

Seeing Si Chen, Song Qingming couldn't help trembling, he was terrified of Si Chen's word test now.

When he arrived in front of Song Qingming, Si Chen had already put on a serious expression: "It seems that Mr. Song has also noticed the strangeness of the Cheng family. I just looked over from a distance, and at a glance, I saw that there is a lot of resentment here, and it is about to become a family." Sha trend."

Song Qingming: "Cheng Sha?"

Seeing that Song Qingming didn't understand at all, Si Chen was a little surprised: "Mr. Song doesn't know what is evil? If there are too many evil spirits in one place, and the resentment is too heavy, it will easily become evil for many years. If thousands of people die, it will not be something you and I can deal with, so we must get rid of the evil spirits here before they become evil. It happens that Mr. Song is here, and you and I will work together to get twice the result with half the effort .”

Song Qingming's mouth twitched twice.

He really wanted to say it out loud, he is not good at catching ghosts, but Xie Yu is the one who is good, they made a mistake! !

But before he could say it, he had been pushed into the door of the Cheng family by Cheng Zihe.

As soon as a few people's feet stepped into Cheng's house, the door behind them closed heavily, making an ear-splitting sound.

The treasure book in his arms seemed to feel something. This time, it not only shone brightly, but also became hotter. Song Qingming hurriedly took it out of his arms, and found that this guy was already hot. He threw it out subconsciously, and the book flew away. go out.

"what!!"

There was a scream, and it was the direction where the book was flying. Song Qingming and Si Chen looked at each other, and then hurried over.

When they ran to the location of the screams, both of them were startled.

The door of a room was wide open, and six people hung neatly on the beams inside the house, four men and two women, their necks were tied in hemp ropes, their faces were already bruised, their long tongues protruding from their mouths, They all stared at the doorway viciously.

There is also a woman, who is stepping on a stool, trying to put her head in the hemp rope.

When Cheng Zihe saw the woman, he immediately shouted: "Ziyan!"

After shouting, he rushed into the house.

Si Chen hastily stopped him: "There is a lot of resentment in this room, I'm afraid if you rush in rashly, you will fall into the way of that ghost just like her."

Cheng Zihe burst into tears again: "Then what should I do? You can't watch my sister hang herself?!"

Si Chen took out three talismans from his pocket: "Paste them on the forehead to prevent the manipulation of ghosts."

Cheng Zihe immediately pressed the talisman on his forehead, and rushed in without thinking.

Song Qingming seriously doubted the effect of Si Chen's talisman in his heart, but right now the priority was to save lives, so he could only trust him once, and walked into the house after putting the talisman on.

As soon as Cheng Zihe approached, Cheng Ziyan immediately stared at him with a fierce expression.

Those eyes turned blood red, making hair stand on end.

Cheng Zihe wanted to go over and drag him down, but he couldn't do it: "What, what should I do? Is she being possessed by a ghost? Why don't you let me get close?"

Si Chen took out another talisman from his bosom, murmured for a while, then threw the talisman forcefully, and the talisman fell on Cheng Ziyan's body quickly. After a scream, Cheng Ziyan went limp and fell off the stool. Cheng Zihe quickly caught him from below.

Seeing that the person was rescued, Song Qingming and Si Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the talisman was drawn correctly this time." Song Qingming said.

Si Chen laughed embarrassedly: "I'm really ashamed of what happened last time."

Song Qingming turned his head, looked at the tome still hanging in the air, and said in a deep voice, "Is that thing still there?"

Si Chen nodded: "I just saved Miss Cheng, that thing is still in the house."

Just as he was talking, he heard a 'boom' behind him.

The two turned their heads together and saw Cheng Zihe throwing his sister on the ground. At this moment, his eyes had turned red, he was staring at the rope above his head stupidly, and stepped on the stool.

Song Qingming was startled: "You drew the spell to prevent ghosts wrong?!"

"No, you can't!" Si Chen also said in surprise.

Song Qingming tore off the talisman on his forehead, and subconsciously read out: "Quieting evil spirits and guarding the gods, the five senses are true!"

Following the incantation, the treasure book immediately flew towards Cheng Zihe, a soft light enveloped his body, and soon the redness in Cheng Zihe's eyes faded, and he fainted on the ground.

Si Chen turned his head and looked at Song Qingming with adoration: "What kind of spell is this, Mr. Song? It's so powerful!"

Song Qingming froze in place.

What spell?He himself also wanted to know when he would get this spell, but he didn't seem to have heard Xie Yu recite it before.

After a while, he shook his head to let himself not think about it, and looked at Si Chen: "Do you know how to get rid of this evil spirit?"

Si Chen got up seriously, closed his eyes and made a gesture with his hands, and finally passed his index finger and middle finger close in front of his eyes.

"This place is full of resentment, but there is no trace of ghosts." He turned around on the spot and scanned his surroundings.

The last line of sight rests on the rope on the beam.

Seeing Si Chen's sudden silence, Song Qingming looked over strangely: "What's wrong?"

Si Chen didn't answer him.

Sensing something unusual about him, Song Qingming was about to walk over when Si Chen opened his eyes.

A pair of red eyes that were about to bleed.

Si Chen stepped forward and walked towards the hemp rope in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Si Chen was also caught in the trick. Song Qingming was about to use the move just now, when he saw a white light flashing from the jade pendant on Si Chen's waist, quickly sinking between his eyebrows.

Soon the blood red in his eyes began to fade, Si Chen's body shook slightly and regained consciousness.

"What happened to me just now?" Si Chen held his forehead and asked in confusion.

Seeing that he was awake, Song Qingming exhaled: "You were hit just now, and it was your jade pendant that saved you."

Si Chen: "Jade pendant?"

He looked down, gently rubbed the jade pendant with his fingertips, and his eyes were a little sad.

Before he could relax completely, Song Qingming caught a glimpse of the scene outside the door and bit his tongue in shock: "He, they..."

Si Chen also looked over.

Dozens of servants of the Cheng family outside the door, all with blood-red eyes, walked towards them in a daze.

Song Qingming: "Is this a seizure?"

Si Chen also panicked: "I, I don't know, it's the first time I've seen so many people being manipulated..."

Song Qingming really wanted to bring this little Taoist priest over to educate him, so he should stop running to dangerous places all the time!

But right now it's not suitable for educating people, Song Qingming looked at the book, he wasn't sure if he could save so many people in one go with the previous move.

Just as I was thinking, there was another pain in the back of my waist.

He gasped, frowned and covered his waist, his corner of the eye hurriedly glanced at the hemp rope tied to the beam.

There was a faint black air on the rope.

Song Qingming paused. When he came in just now, he couldn't see the black air on the rope at all, but now he can see it.

"Si Chen, there is something wrong with the rope, cut it off!" He hastily shouted.

Si Chen reacted quickly and immediately drew the sword behind him.

The sword was broken by Li Gui last time, and now there is only half of it left, but Si Chen still used it very smoothly, and he swung the sword and slashed at the hemp rope on the beam.

A cold light flashed across, seven ropes all snapped, and the six corpses hanging from the room also fell from above.

As soon as the rope was broken, people outside the house fell one by one, and there was a low howl in the house, which was horrifying.

Song Qingming trotted out of the house, looking at the black clouds pressing down from the sky, his bad premonition became more and more serious.

The tome hung behind him, shining the light from the pages on him all the time.

Si Chen followed, his eyes kept on the treasure book, feeling very novel: "I don't know what kind of magic weapon is this, Mr. Song?"

Song Qingming replied casually: "I don't know, this thing has to follow me."

Si Chen muttered: "People who use calligraphy as utensils are extremely rare, and I have never seen them. My master said that there are rumors about judges and Yin..."

Song Qingming turned around, saw the scene behind Si Chen, and hurriedly interrupted him: "Si Chen, look behind you!"

Si Chen turned around quickly.

The six corpses that had just fallen from the beams were standing in a row, looking at the two of them with blood-red eyes, their heads tilted, their tongues hanging out of their mouths weakly.

"There is one more, one more, a family, one is indispensable, you all... come and make up for it." The six corpses muttered in unison.

This feeling was different from any previous encounter with ghosts, viciousness, resentment, hatred, all bad feelings rushed to my face.

Song Qingming trembled uncontrollably: "Si Chen, can you deal with this thing?"

Si Chen was also trembling, but he still kept the teacher's teachings in his heart. He forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "If you can't deal with it, you have to deal with it. If you don't get rid of evil, if you run away from evil, that's against the teacher. Even if I am martyred, I will never back down."

As he spoke, Si Chen held the broken sword in his hand, pulled out a large handful of talismans from his bosom and sprinkled them in mid-air, then stabbed a talisman with the broken sword and ran towards the six corpses.

Song Qingming was watching with trepidation when a faint voice suddenly came from his ear.

"No, stop him for me, don't go..."

It was a cold male voice, Song Qingming heard this voice for the first time, it was very strange.

When he thought it was his auditory hallucination, the voice sounded again: "Please, stop Si Chen."

Not hallucinations!

Song Qingming didn't think about where the sound came from, but subconsciously felt that Si Chen's actions were very dangerous, so he rushed up and grabbed Si Chen's arm.

"Can't go!!" After shouting, he pulled Si Chen and turned around and ran.

The moment they turned around, the six corpses also started to move. Although they were stiff, they moved extremely fast.

Just as they were about to throw them down, a meow resounded through the sky.

"Meow--"

Song Qingming turned his head to look.

The black cat stood on the roof, watching them with green eyes.

The corpses were attracted by the meowing of cats.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Qingming hurriedly dragged Si Chen to escape, made several detours in the Cheng family's mansion, and finally chose a remote house to hide in.

The door was closed tightly, and the two leaned their backs against the door panel, panting heavily.

Si Chen: "Young Master Song...do you know that black cat?"

Song Qingming: "I, mine, just started raising it yesterday."

Si Chen: "It's amazing, Mr. Song really impresses me, even a cat that has just been raised for a day is so powerful."

Song Qingming responded with a dry laugh, and he didn't say anything, for example, when the black cat appeared just now, he seemed to see Xie Yu.

Once this idea started to appear, it kept working in his mind.

Could the black cat be Xie Yu?If it is true, then yesterday he kissed and hugged, and wanted to see between his legs...

Thinking about it, Song Qingming's face turned red.

Si Chen asked strangely: "Young Master Song, you look a little uncomfortable, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Song Qingming replied in a panic: "Let's think about what to do next!"

Si Chen touched his chin and pondered: "I think this Cheng family is really strange. Even if there are evil spirits that have existed here for hundreds of years, they are so fierce in broad daylight, which is really rare. I'm afraid they will be more difficult after nightfall. deal with them, so we must get rid of them before dark."

Song Qingming: "How to get rid of it?"

Si Chen frowned and thought.

After he thought for a moment, Song Qingming suddenly realized that there were more than the two of them in this room.

"Si Chen." He called Si Chen, then pointed to the bed on the inside.

There was a man lying flat on the bed, looking at them with his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

The two looked at the man defensively, fearing that this man was also controlled by a ghost, but after waiting for a while, they realized that this man seemed unable to move and was already paralyzed.

Si Chen heaved a sigh of relief, and walked towards the bed: "This should be Mr. Cheng. I heard that Mr. Cheng was bewitched by an evil spirit and stabbed people with a kitchen knife. After being tied up by his family, he became paralyzed and lay on the bed. Can't move."

Song Qingming wandered around the room while listening to him, and finally stopped in front of the bronze mirror facing the bed.

Looking at the picture in the mirror, cold sweat broke out on his back.

In the mirror, Master Cheng was lying straight on the bed, Si Chen was standing beside the bed, and besides them, there was a third person in the mirror.

A skinny old man with gray hair, wrinkled face, is sitting on the chest of the Cheng family master, smiling sinisterly...

The author has something to say: Small Theater: The night after the Cheng family incident subsided, Cheng Zihe had a nightmare.The handsome man in the dream came with a cold air, grabbed his neck and spoke in a cold voice.Xie Yu: "Qingming, whom I held in my hands like a treasure, was forced by you to go to work to catch ghosts!" Cheng Zihe: "I, I was wrong..."