Watching these pale hands, they quickly touched me.

My heart is in my throat.

There is really no free lunch under the sun.

These dirty things agreed to let me in for shelter from the rain.

I must have taken a fancy to my clothes and the white porcelain bowl in my hand.

Because of these two things, these dirty things will mistakenly think that I am the same kind as them.

Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost can't find me.

If they rob me, I probably won't make it through the night.

See they want to rob, I also can't sit still.

Pick up the white porcelain bowl in your hand and smash it on those hands that are stretched out.

"Don't touch me!"

I have some angry openings.

Even in fear, there is no passive Nuo Nuo.

"Bang bang" a few times, anyone who is hit by a white porcelain bowl will shrink back with a whoosh.

But they didn't call it pain.

Just the old man's dumb voice, very uncomfortable:

"Beggars, let you avoid the rain, don't give things also hit people? Go away by yourself! "

The old man's voice just fell, and the dirty things around me quickly retreated to the left and right.

In front of me, I got out of the way with a path, indicating that I would leave by myself.

This pavilion is their territory, and I am not welcome.

I wouldn't hesitate if it didn't rain outside.

But now, although the rain is much smaller.

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But if you go out, you still have to get wet all over.

So I still squatted under the stone table and replied again:

"The rain has stopped!"

As a result, my voice just fell, and I only felt a huge force coming from behind.

Clothes, being pulled from behind.

The whole person directly from under the stone table, was rudely dragged out.

Between fear, I found that it was the old man with a sallow face who dragged me.

"If you don't give anything, get out!"

The old man opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Let me go!"

While speaking, I screwed up the white porcelain bowl in my hand and was about to hit the old man.

As a result, at the moment when the bowl was lifted, a dirty thing grabbed my wrist and pressed me to the ground.

The strength is great, and I feel a millstone pressing on my body.

The white porcelain bowl in my hand "Kuang" fell to the ground, but fortunately it was not broken ...

Grab my hand, it's as cold as pliers, and I can't move for a moment, and I can't break free at all.

The ghosts next to me are so numb and cold looking at me.

The dirty thing that grabbed my wrist was slightly stunned and took a deep breath at me.

Then looked at me in surprise and said:

"He's not a beggar, he's a living man!"

This, the old man standing in front of me, also show the color of surprised anger:

"You are not sheltering from the rain, but from the water monkey."

The words sound just fell, and the dirty things around me were numb.

They all showed ferocious colors, opened their mouths in succession, and raised their hands to pounce on me.

Seeing this scene, the whole person fell into the ice valley.

I was pushed to the ground and struggled several times, but it didn't help.

In terms of strength, it is absolutely suppressed by the other party.

When I saw the claws of these dirty things, they were about to reach out in front of me.

I opened my mouth and began to chant Buddhist scripture. Whether it was useful or not, I could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

I don't know if it's useful, but I have to do something anyway:

"Tao can be Tao, very Tao; The name can be named, very famous.

View at home bodhisattva, deep prajna paramita for a long time ... "

The Taoist scriptures are in front and the Buddhist scriptures are behind.

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That's all I can recite, and I didn't remember the rest.

Anyway, it's better to come with your mouth open than to wait for death.

But who knows, I just exported these two verses.

Those dirty things around me are all shivering.

Wu wear the ear, have retracted his hand, the body also back a few steps.

The ghost that grabbed my wrist also let go.

Obviously, these scriptures have some shocking effects on these dirty things.

The old man also covered his ears with one hand.

With a kid's voice thundered:

"Tired of it, don't read it ..."

Say that finish, raised another withered ghost claw, just want to hit me.

When I saw it, I quickly picked up the white porcelain bowl on the ground and smashed it at the old ghost's hand.

1 of "bang", he quickly withdrew his hand in pain ...

Then quickly said 1:

"Whoever comes over, I will kill him?"

Say that finish, mouth continue to repeat chanting.

Raise the white porcelain bowl in your hand and be constantly alert to the dirty things in the pavilion.

I found that except for the old ghost, all the other dirty things were covering their ears with their hands, showing uncomfortable expressions.

And the old man, it is aggressive.

Raised his hands again, and I desperately posture ...

I dare not neglect, raise the white porcelain bowl in my hand and be ready to start work.

But at this time, there was a cool breeze around.

In the air, there is a faint strange smell inexplicably, which is a bit like the pungent smell of formalin.

Mixed with the earthy fragrance on rainy days.

With this strange smell and this cold appearance.

Around the pavilion, those dirty things covering their ears look as if they were stimulated.

I turned around and ran out, panicked.

Blink of an eye and disappear in the rainy night.

And the old man opposite me, his face also changed from fierce before to frightened.

He looked behind me as if he had seen something terrible.

Footsteps, also slightly moved back two steps.

Then, like the living, there was an action of swallowing saliva and said to me with timidity:

"Cool, pavilion to you ..."

Say that finish, the old man is not staying, and turned to go out.

His running posture is the strangest, he misses his feet and is crooked.

But it soon disappeared into the rainy night.

This sudden change has made me wary.

Obviously, they are not afraid of me.

But saw something terrible behind me ...