I said with a smile: "We are all neighbors, what can't we ask for? If you take it back, your grandfather will definitely not say anything about you!"

"No, no..." The child was so frightened that he took two steps back: "How about... or... you can send it to my grandpa yourself. If I take it back, my grandpa will definitely talk about me."

While the child was talking, his figure had become lighter and lighter, especially his legs, which seemed to have been wiped out out of thin air. They were no longer visible. Looking down from his body, all he could see was his legs.

Half of his body was floating in the dark night.

"It's okay!" As I spoke, I reached out and grabbed the child's arm, and pulled him back: "Listen to me, your father will definitely not talk about you!"

I couldn't help but put the bottle into the child's hand. When the child wanted to throw the bottle out, he found that the bottle was stuck to his hand and could not shake it off. He was so frightened that he cried loudly on the spot.

He ran away with the bottle.

Although ghosts are intangible and insubstantial, warlocks have many ways of attaching things to ghosts. Ordinary warlocks can attach talismans to ghosts. As long as I want to attach it, no matter what it is, it can be attached to ghosts and gods without falling off.

I reached out and picked up the bowl of dumplings, put it under my nose and smelled it before taking the bowl into the house.

Xu Er saw me bringing the bowl in and said cautiously: "Master Li, just throw that thing away. It's not good to put the dead man's rice next to the living people! Maybe the dead man's rice can lure the living people to eat.

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There is indeed such a saying as "meal for the dead".

One kind is something that is used as a memorial to ancestors. If you take it back and eat it again, it will have no taste, because after the ghost has smelled the sacrifice, the essence inside has been taken away, and you will definitely feel it has no taste when you eat it again.

Another way is to see a dead man's rice in the wasteland, and you will be pushed forward. When you smell the fragrance of the rice, the ghost is squatting next to the rice bowl and blowing air, deliberately blowing the fragrance over to the living person to attract the living person.

People eat that bowl of rice.

I threw the rice bowl on the table: "It's okay, I have to wait for the neighbors to come and collect the bowls, right? Neighbors are walking around, so they can't steal someone else's bowl!"

While I was talking, I heard a scream coming from the yard not far away. Not long after, the aroma wafted out of the bowl of dumplings. Xu Santou looked over at the table, his throat rolling up and down unconsciously.

After a few breaths, he exclaimed in shock: "I...I smell the fragrance."

I casually took out a big coin and flicked it into the bowl. A blazing fire suddenly rose a foot from the bowl, and a smell like burnt meat followed the black smoke rolling out of the bowl.

I laughed softly and said: "Fresh human flesh wrapped in old dumpling skins, these ghosts are quite interesting."

The pen in Lao Liu's hand trembled slightly,

In the entire Weizi Alley, we and the Chen family were probably the only two living people living in the yard. If the four of us were fine, then it would be the Chen family who got dumped.

Old Liu was upset!

Old Liu Qiang took a breath and immediately lowered his head to draw the map.

The child who had delivered dumplings just now appeared at the door again. This time he was missing an arm. What was strange was that blood was dripping from his broken arm.

When I looked at the other person coldly, I saw that his severed arm was not wrapped in white cloth, but a piece of human skin that had just been peeled off. The blood on the skin was already dripping all the way.

The old ghost living outside was quite capable. He knew how to use human skin to stabilize the kid's injuries, even though he lost one of his arms, his soul didn't collapse on the spot.

The child gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here to collect the bowl!"

When the child was staring at my face, I picked up my rice bowl and moved a few steps in front of him. The child didn't expect that I would be so fast. I caught him before I could say what I said next.

The hand he lowered forced the rice bowl into his hand: "Thank you again for me, grandpa!"

Last time, the child dared to say a few words, but this time, he was frightened and cried: "You are a ghost! You will not die well!"

The child ran back while crying. After a few steps, the child disappeared, but the rice bowl I attached to his hand was still floating in the air.

My eyes followed the rice bowl floating in the air and looked deep into the alley. It wasn't until the rice bowl disappeared at the corner of the alley that I walked back and took out the compass: "That kid is going north... Lao Liu, you draw

Are you ready?"

"It's done!" After Lao Liu laid out the map on the table, I finally understood the overall layout of Weizi Lane. Weizi Lane is indeed a straight alley, but it is connected behind a mountain.

It's like putting a tail on that mountain!

This is probably the origin of the name Weizi Lane.

Moreover, the scale of Weizi Alley is larger than I imagined. Walking in from my current location, all the way to the edge of the mountain, the residents began to disperse in all directions. In other words, there should be another one behind Weizi Alley.

In the village, the alley is directly attached to the entrance of the village.

I picked up a pen and drew a circle near the mountain pass: "Is there a temple here?"

Lao Liu nodded and said: "There is a land temple!"

I added another sentence: "Would it be appropriate to call that temple Jinshan Temple?"
Chapter completed!