I have long heard that there is a magic in Taoism that has been lost for a long time. Today we are lucky enough to meet each other. This paper house was not built by anyone. It is clearly a place for ghosts to live. There is only one door and one chimney. The chimney is

It is used to attract souls, but this door is a fictitious one. The soul has no sun eyes. When he saw the door, he thought it was just an ordinary room and he could enter and exit freely. However, the left and right sides of the door had already been posted with door talismans, so how could he get out?

"Brother, don't scare me! The hairs on my hair stand on end in the middle of the night! Does this sound like there is something dirty around us?"

I'm not a pity person, and I didn't mean to scare her into getting closer to me to satisfy my manly vanity.

"Help me search in this room!" I ordered.

"What are you looking for?" she asked.

"Just look for it. The thing trapped in the paper house must be here." I don't know what that thing should be. At least it won't be a dead body, so there's nothing to be afraid of. After all, there are so many people in this world.

Ghosts are scarier.

But this room is just a lot bigger, and there are no other furnishings. We both turned it over and found nothing. Maybe I am too worried. Although Mr. Wang is not a kind person, he is not good either.

As for using this evil method to harm people, that's right.

"Brother, do you feel like it's been chilly behind us since we entered this house?"

She didn't say that I didn't feel anything, but now I feel like there's something staring at us from behind. That feeling of being peeped is so bad, it must be laughing at our cowardice, maybe it's hiding somewhere

Just cover your mouth and laugh in the corner.

The two of us stood back to back and looked around, with a visual angle of exactly two hundred and eighty degrees, giving us an unobstructed view of the entire house, but we still found nothing. The group of savages outside the paper house still stood there staring at us.

The eyes were extremely empty, and there was no way that such cloudy eyes would bring such great pressure to me.

Meihui is a petite girl. I am not tall either, but I am still half a head taller than her. Suddenly something fell on my head inadvertently. I trembled all over and quickly ran away. Meihui also felt this.

We suddenly dodged, thinking that something was attacking us from behind. Unexpectedly, a fairy looked back, swung the Tibetan knife and slashed at us. The blade of the knife flashed past a small bag and fell to the ground. I looked at it with a flashlight and found out,

It turned out that there was a very thin silk thread hanging directly below the chimney above our heads, and tied under the silk thread was a small brocade brocade pouch with a wandering dragon embroidered on it.

Meihui is not as thoughtful as Haiyue. She carelessly stretched out her hand to open the bag. I quickly stopped her. "Don't use your hands! Are you stupid? Do you know what's in here?"

She carefully used the Tibetan knife to open the brocade pouch. The brocade pouch was made of silk and satin. The Tibetan knife cut a hole with a sharp stroke, and a spherical object rolled out from the hole. The two thought it was some kind of monster.

, jumped away quickly, and when Meihui looked over again, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth with her hands and didn't say anything for a long time.

It was an eyeball, a child's eyeball to be precise. It had been soaked in some kind of medicine, but it was not rotten when it was hung in the paper house. Except for the peculiar smell that I smelled at first, it was no different from a living person. This
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