Chapter 7 Deep Well Ice(1/2)
Clang.
The car crashed into the stone beside me, and my grandfather and I couldn't help but crash into the front window glass.
In an instant, I just felt my head buzzing.
The car stopped.
Grandpa's face was so gloomy that it was about to rain.
It rains all the time, and the chains are lost at critical moments.
With the speed of driving, we can't get rid of her, let alone running.
Grandpa was so dizzy that he was knocked.
Touching his head, he cursed: "Tanba, I've told you that I've just told you that I've rushed so fast, you're so deadly, your sister..."
Well……
Convex...
It turned out that my sister was talking about ditches just now, and I thought it was go go go… At that time, I was very curious about when my sister was so avant-garde.
Search for Desnet.
This misunderstanding made me suspect that the dog was born.
what to do?
When fighting with Yin Gui, even if Liang Jingru stands beside me, I don’t have the courage.
Will we die?
At this moment, my feet shaking violently when I stepped on the accelerator.
But I found that my grandfather was even worse than me.
A Huazi was taken out of her purse, put it in her mouth, holding the lighter's hand, and the shaking frequency reached 5 Hz per second. Even Huazi could not be lit.
Finally lit Huazi, took a deep breath, and vomited a large smoke ring.
This made me feel a little calmer.
Grandpa took out two white candles from the drawer and said to me with great urgency: "Stay in the car, no matter what you see, don't speak, and don't scream. Do you hear it?"
The chicken nodded like a pecking rice. I was already scared and my face turned pale. My soul was flying out of the sky. Grandpa was my life-saving straw. He said whatever he said. Even if he said I was a mentally retarded and a waste, I would nod without hesitation.
Grandpa sniffed two big mouthfuls of Huazi, threw out the cigarette butt, with a serious expression, and he went down with two white candles in his hand.
Walk to the center of the road.
Plop...Plop...
My little heart was about to jump out of my excitement, and I stared at the back, for fear that the female ghost in red would suddenly appear again, so nervous that she was about to suffocate.
Grandpa held the candle in his hand, closed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.
I don't know what he is talking about, it sounds a bit like a bird's singing.
Then he started dancing, as if he was asking for a god, and as if he was casting spells, looking decent.
After a gesture, he slowly squatted down.
He placed the two candles in the middle of the road, took out the matchbox, and lit them quickly.
You can't say it, in the middle of the night, you looked at the car and when you passed by the deep mountains and forests, you suddenly saw two white candles lit in the middle of the road. Even the old driver would probably tremble all over.
Not ordinary weird.
Especially at this time of night, people may even mistakenly think it is ghost fire.
After grandpa lit the candle, he half-kneeled down, not knowing what he was talking about.
After kowtowing respectfully for three times, he quickly walked back.
Then, my grandfather said to me treacherously: "It is normal for those who do our business to encounter some evil things, but you must remember not to be afraid. No matter what you encounter, a reason is that if the ghost does not offend me, I will not offend me. If she offends me, she will kill the weeds. Oh, have you seen the candles I lit? Don't look at it, but there are many knowledges in it. This is called a guide candle. This is not a guide to us, but a guide to those dirty things. To put it bluntly, I just pointed out a wrong way to them and led them away."
Is this really possible?
Putting two candles in the middle of the road becomes what kind of guide candle?
Is it so magical?
I nodded in confusion.
Although my grandfather is a paper-making master and looks very sloppy, he does understand some Feng Shui theology and has a lot of research on the Bagua Yin and Yang.
Grandpa still knows some tricks.
Grandpa took out his Huawei Honor 10 mobile phone, looked at the time, and said, "She will walk around here for two minutes later. If she can't find us, she will leave."
I nodded mechanically again. To be honest, I was a little scared and silly.
The strange things that happened at home before were already in chaos. Now, I don’t know if I am dreaming.
I prayed silently in my heart, hoping that this was a nightmare!
I really can't hold it anymore, and I can't stand this stimulation anymore, my little heart can't stand it anymore.
If this continues, I will be either mentally ill or Shen Jingbing (psychopath).
Grandpa’s implication is that if this guide can lead the rice dumpling away, we can live.
What if it doesn't lead away?
Wouldn't we go to see Marx tonight?
At present, we have no other way except waiting.
Two minutes, that is, one hundred and twenty seconds.
These 120 seconds are definitely longer than a day. At this moment, this situation is really like a year.
If I had known, I wouldn't have added anything to it, so I'd have pointed my eyes.
I really want to say, if anyone has cleavage, lend me some use, let me bury it in it and cry for a while...
After that, my grandfather and I hurried in the car, and were extremely frightened, and from time to time looked at the pair of white candles in the middle of the road.
I pray silently in my heart and never extinguish it again.
Before, it was because the candle at home was extinguished by my kitten that something happened tonight.
If the candle is extinguished again, the consequences will be unimaginable and may cause some evil existence.
His eyes were staring at the candle, and he was so nervous.
Maybe it was because I had luck with shit, or maybe I saved the entire Milky Way in my previous life, and there was no wind blowing tonight!!!
We looked around from time to time and time.
There are 111 seconds left.
90 seconds.
This feeling is like waiting for the last class of high school to wait for the holiday, and the time is very difficult.
Fortunately, during this period, the female ghost in red did not appear.
I think we may not be able to find us.
I prayed silently in my heart: I can't see me, I can't see me, I can't see me...
63 seconds.
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35 seconds.
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8 seconds.
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1 second...
Finally, we both survived these two minutes with difficulty.
At this moment, grandpa leaned his back on the seat and let out a long sigh.
Suddenly, the hanging heart finally let go. It was estimated that we had escaped a disaster tonight.
I was also secretly grateful in my heart that I had heard my grandfather's words before and didn't stop the car, otherwise we might have been dead.
After all, I don’t understand the world of ghosts, and there may be no reason to speak of with them.
When grandpa saw that no one was chasing him, he couldn't help but grin and said, "Hehehe, I'll ask you if it's exciting? Is it shocking? Is it dangerous? Is it Hara Young Master Hara Young Master?"
It would be strange if you are not afraid. I am a normal Earthling, not a Martian!
To be honest, I'm just going to pee my pants just a little bit.
His face turned pale.
To be continued...