Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The room was dark and dead, and only occasionally heard a little whine like a gossamer, but the sound was fleeting, and it was always an illusion in a trance.

Suddenly.

A rustling voice resembling a rat's activity abruptly sounded.

Then, on a certain iron-covered vent, a small thing as big as a thumb was drilled out. His figure and face looked like a human, and it was Li Changan who was incarnation of "Chonglongyu".

The Taoist priest rested at the ventilated passage, only glanced outside, and then he hurriedly retracted his head.

There is little light in the room, and you can't aim at the bottom, as if you are in an abyss, deep and hollow, hooking people down.

But Li Changan clearly remembered that the iron cover was only one meter high from the ground. How could it be so scary now? But then I think about it, I am a five-centimeter small bean curd right now. What's the difference between "one meter" and "wanzhang", don't you all have to be broken when you jump down?

But fortunately, when I heard a flutter of wings, I saw a big moth slowly flying past.

Li Changan thought, and quickly let the main body put the nearly burnt talisman into the vent. The moth was hooked by the fire and approached obediently.

immediately.

The Taoist jumped and rode on the moth's back, using it as a lift.

When I reached the ground, I was covered with scales. Li Changan didn't care too much, and smiled to moth.

This building area is quite large, especially for Li Changan now.

But the loud noise of Yang Sanli's group of people was like a beacon. Li Changan followed the sound, through the door crack, through the rat hole, and crawled through the window edge. In the meantime, he fisted a few insects that were not long-eyed.

It took a lot of work and finally arrived at the destination-the hall where Yang Sanli and his gang were.

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When people shrink, the world enlarges infinitely.

In the eyes of Li Changan now, the hall has become an infinitely wide world, and all the seats and benches have become large and small peaks, and the Yang Sanli and the group walking in it are all giants standing in the sky.

Their noisy sounds are like thunder, their walking shakes like an earthquake, and the floating dust they set off is like a sandstorm... After being almost stepped on to a pool of fleshy mud, Li Changan slipped into the corner of the wall.

He finally realized that it was too dangerous to be active on the ground.

The Taoist rubbed his chin for a while, and tried to call out.

"The wind comes."

Suddenly, the night wind in the mountains gathered from all directions, holding his body, feet off the ground, and floating in the air.

Hey!

It seems that being small also has small benefits.

His mind moved, and he swayed up.

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There is a ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling of the hall.

But the mountains are cool, and it's not very useful on weekdays.

Right now, it was crunching with the night breeze.

Li Changan was sitting on the edge of a fan, condescending, and had a panoramic view of everything in the hall.

It was dark long ago, but it was mostly due to the shortage of electricity. Only a few tungsten lamps that were better than nothing were on, making the hall look quite dim.

The Taoist priest looked around.

On a set of sofas by the window, Yang Sanli was talking to some of his men; some security guards gathered on a table and played "Fried Golden Flower"; others scattered around playing with their mobile phones; Four people huddled in the corner, lighting candles, babbling and wondering what they were doing.

And the key Li Changan was looking for...he looked at it carefully for a while, and finally found that a bunch of leftover takeaways were scattered on a long table, and a bunch of keys were being mixed in it.

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"I heard that you sealed another stone lattice a few days ago?"

On the sofa, Yang Sanli lit a cigarette, frowning and questioning a middle-aged man on the opposite side.

"It's mainly because it was too hot a few days ago. If you accidentally didn't pay attention..." This body is slightly fat, with a moustache and a slippery face. He is raising his hands, "I swear it won't be next time!"

"Just be careful."

Yang Sanli obviously didn't want to delve into it.

"I'll tell you that nothing else matters, but today, this reporter, please pay attention to me. If something goes wrong, it will not affect you. You will be closed for a few days until he is softened, and you will put it back."

"I know, I know."

The mustache nodded hurriedly, but when his eyes rolled, he brought up another topic.

"What do you do with the cub in grid 17? I think he is all rotten, and it seems that he can't survive. I think about it for a few days, and put him in a sack Shen Jiang."

"fart!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Sanli pointed to his nose and cursed on the spot.

"If it's rotten, get a doctor. He has something very important to the boss. He is about to die and will be the first to put you in."

After cursing, I looked around, I always felt something...for a long time, I patted my forehead.

"Hey, the miscellaneous hair sent here today?"

The mustache was taken aback.

"Fang Dun'er?"

He looked around and really saw no one.

At this time, the person next to him smiled and returned:

"There is no signal here. He went to the top of the mountain to call, and he hasn't come down yet."

"Didn't call him?"

"Yes, the children in the city are slow."

The mustache nodded.

"That who." He called a mobile phone player next to him, "Go and clean up the leftovers. Don't get caught by flies."

The man responded, and obediently went to pick up the table, just in time for the bunch of keys.

"Which key is this?"

"I."

In the corner where the candle was lit, someone responded.

"Take it, don't lose it."

As he said, he threw the key over.

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"Unlucky."

Li Changan came out from under the head of a chopped pepper fish, looking at the red oil stains on his body, and his face was full of bad luck.

He was about to succeed just now, but there were too many keys in the keychain, and he didn't pick it up for a while. Unexpectedly, after such a delay, I could only watch the cooked duck fly away.

He pulled off a piece of fish skin and stuffed it into his mouth, using his hands and feet to turn out the hidden plastic food container, and slid it all the way against the leg of the table.

But it didn't take two steps.

"Ugh."

The Taoist paused, shook his head helplessly, and turned around.

However, in the deep darkness, two rounds of green eyes were embedded on a vague and huge outline.

Immediately afterwards.

Accompanied by the sound of Suosuo.

The behemoth emerged little by little from the darkness, little by little, appeared before his eyes.

The green light faded, and a pair of dark eyes were full of cunning, cruelty and greed; the gray and white hair was messy and angry; the long and thick tail was dragged behind him, like a poisonous python ready to go; in a big kiss, one To Bai Sensen's sharp teeth are like two shovel... well, this is a big mouse.

"Fragrant?"

The Taoist priest raised his hand and smelled himself.

Well, the chef uses very authentic ingredients.

"I want to take a bite after smelling it myself."

The Taoist priest smiled, paddling his toes, and a toothpick flew into his hand.

He tightened his stance, slapped a spear, and waved at the big mouse.

"Come."

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Big head Li threw it over to catch the keychain and pinned it behind his waist.

He secretly wiped his numb skin, cursed in a low voice, and then sat down again.

There were four of them, hiding in the deepest corner of the hall, sitting around a small table with four candles.

At this time.

The man opposite him said:

"...Xiao Li looked up suddenly, only to see a disheveled head on the toilet door, and a pair of red eyes staring straight at him!"

After speaking, the man lowered his head and looked at Li's head by the candlelight, but slowly grinned.

"call."

Blowed out the candles.

As can be seen above, the four of them are hiding in the corner and are actually playing a game of ghost storytelling. The rule is nothing more than telling a ghost story to blow out a candle. If the candle is not blown out after the story is finished, or if it is interrupted in the middle, it will cause disasters. Most of these games are revisions of Dongying Hundred Stories.

It stands to reason that this kind of game really doesn't match the role of the underworld. In fact, these people have no special hobbies for ghost stories, and they don't find it very interesting, at least not as interesting as playing cards next to them.

But if there are people around you who are particularly afraid of ghosts, they are especially fond of acting hard.

Why!

Then telling ghost stories is very interesting.

"It's me."

Just as the candle was blown out on this side, the other side talked.

He has a sharp tone.

"What I want to talk about is a real thing that happened. I originally wanted to put it in my heart, but today I suddenly felt compelled to tell it. If you don't want to listen, it's still too late."

No one retreated, but Li Datou secretly swallowed.

"This thing didn't happen elsewhere, it happened under our feet, it happened in this quarry."

Li Datou silently grasped the keychain, his knuckles were white.

"You all recognize Huang Laowu, the newcomer thinks that he was crazy because he was beaten to his head, but the old man knows..."

The words are halfway through.

Big head Li stood up suddenly, and said something with urn sound.

"I'll go to the toilet."

The few next to him immediately joked:

"Are you scared? Are you scared to pee? Do you want my brothers to accompany you?"

Li's head flushed.

"Which turtle is afraid?!"

He snarled:

"I drink a lot of water today."

This remark caused a burst of laughter.

"Then be careful, if you leave midway in this game, that ghost will come to you!"

"roll!"

Li Datou cursed, shaking the rattling keychain, and trot away.

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"I said!"

Li Changan looked at the tall figure he was leaving, and slapped the big mouse on the head severely, his face full of melancholy.

Just now, he had a fierce fight with the big mouse. In the end, the other party succumbed to the toothpick's **** and had to commit himself to him and became a Taoist priest's "rat".

Not to mention, with this mount, the movement is much faster and more convenient.

The big mouse was clever and accustomed to termas, and soon went around behind the big head of Li, little noticed.

However, the Taoist priest was carefully unlocking the key from the string, and Li Datou's hand stretched out and held the key tightly. Before he let go, he got up again and said that he was going to the toilet.

Li Changan almost wanted to vomit blood. Is it possible to go to the toilet with him?

At this time, several people on the table began to whisper.

"The big turtle is terribly scared!"

"Would you like to pretend to be a ghost and scare him."

"do not want."

The person who told the story before waved his hand and blinked, but he smiled more wretchedly.

"My story is even more terrifying, wait until he finishes listening, and then scare him. Make sure to make him roll his eyes like last time!"

On the table, the three people laughed strangely.

Under the table, Li Changan also listened intently.

He patted the mouse on the head lightly, and the smile on his face gradually became wicked. Jijiu say: