Taoist and dog

He was just curious, but he didn't expect the door to actually open.

Facing the open door, Xiao Rong was taken aback for a moment, then moved his head forward, and looked inside along the crack of the door.

He went into Lu Qinghe's house once, and the last time he came back from the mountain, he lay down on the kang for no reason, and then was thrown out by Lu Qinghe again without seeing anything clearly.

He doubted Lu Qinghe's identity as a Taoist priest, and he also thought that Lu Qinghe wouldn't even let him step over the threshold, maybe there was something shady hidden inside, Xiao Rong looked back to make sure that Lu Qinghe hadn't come back, took a deep breath Gently pushed open the half-open door.

Xiao Rong's heart beat so fast that he could hear his own heartbeat.

He had seen the stove facing the door many times in the courtyard, so Xiao Rong went straight to the door on the left.

The door was also unlocked and could be easily pushed open.

There is no light in the room, it is pitch black, but this does not affect Xiao Rong, now his night vision ability is very strong.

Xiao Rong didn't go in directly, he stood at the door and looked into the room.

Lu Qinghe's house is not like what he imagined, it's full of monsters and ghosts, it's quite an ordinary room, there is a kang on the side of the yard, windows on the wall next to the kang, a half-new wooden table in the center of the room, and The chair and wardrobe, compared to the place where he used to live, that is, the house is not leaky, and the furniture can be slightly better.

He was quite nervous when he came in, but now he is a little disappointed, feeling that he was too excited.Just when Xiao Rong was about to exit, he suddenly saw a row of small gourds hanging on the wall facing the window.

The day he and Lu Qinghe went to the mountains to look for the demon, he saw this gourd. Although it passed by in a flash, he saw it clearly. At that time, he wondered what Lu Qinghe used this gourd for.

Xiao Rong walked over.

The gourds were not big, only the size of a thumb, and hung on the wall in a straight line. He counted them, and there were six in total.

These gourds are not decorations. There are no patterns or inlays on the outside. There is a small opening in the mouth of the gourd, which should be used to hold things.

What can such a small thing hold?medicine?

Xiao Rong stretched out his hand to touch it. He didn't know whether it was because the gourd was not hanging tightly or he used too much strength. As soon as he touched the gourd, it fell to the ground, and the small lid was thrown off and fell on the side of the gourd.

Xiao Rong quickly picked it up, if he broke it, Lu Qinghe might be able to do something, just that soap, he is still muttering to this day.

The gourd was not broken, not even dirty, Xiao Rong squatted on the ground and checked it carefully, and then looked inside with confidence.

There is nothing in the gourd, it is empty.

what……

empty?

But that day he saw Lu Qinghe pouring things out.

Xiao Rong turned the mouth of the gourd to the palm of his hand again, and there was not even a crumb.

He looked at the gourd, and inexplicably closed the lid

Just when he got up to hang the gourd on the wall, he suddenly felt a little cold...

He hadn't felt the concept of cold for a long time, and the last time he was in that mountain, thinking of this, Xiao Rong quickly looked at the window, but the window was not open, so where did the cold wind come from?

Xiao Rong pinched the gourd, his Adam's apple rolled up and down suddenly.

At this time, he discovered that a layer of mist had formed in the room at some point, and the fog was attached to the ground, and the coldness wrapped around his ankles and spread throughout his body.

In the mist, a black thing passed quickly and disappeared at his feet.

Xiao Rong yelled and jumped up from the old height. The fog didn't change at all after he tossed it like this, and he still quietly sank to the ground.

He was absolutely right, there must be something in it.

This strange scene frightened Xiao Rong's back. He didn't dare to turn his head and run away, but this foot seemed to be nailed to the ground by something. Not only did he not lift his leg, but he almost fell over. reclined.

Xiao Rong lowered his head in surprise, he suddenly found something wrapped around his ankle...

Black and shiny, slowly turning around his legs, that's what he had just seen.

I didn't see it clearly just now, but now it's clear, it's hair, very long hair, and it's still wet.

Xiao Rong's face turned pale immediately, and then he saw a pair of hands.

The hand reached out from his armpit and hugged him.

It was a pair of bluish-white hands, with jet-black nails that were longer than the fingers, and the tips were very sharp.

The hand made a stroking gesture, hugged Xiao Rong and touched his chest.

Xiao Rong's complexion was not much better than that of that hand, he just watched that hand go up a little bit, tightly wrapped.

Xiao Rong was about to break down and wanted to pull that hand, but just as he raised his hand, his face suddenly turned cold, and the overly cold flesh stuck to his face, and Xiao Rong heard a faint laughter.

Ethereal, weird, and very remote.

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