Chapter 2377

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Children's words are unbridled. Don't take children's jokes seriously."

The little boy immediately buried his face in the middle-aged man's arms and said loudly: "Sister White Face is covered in water! Sister White Face looks so scary!"

The middle-aged man stopped taking the hot water, hugged the little boy and left quickly.

The network administrator also heard this. He stared at me with fear in his eyes and stammered: "Brother...brother, I will waive the Internet fee for you. You'd better leave quickly."

People are most afraid of random thoughts when encountering emergencies. The more I thought about it, the more I became afraid. Slowly, a layer of sweat broke out on my forehead. I hurriedly woke up Dou Sprout, who was still snoring, and left the Internet cafe.

We have been robbing tombs all year round, and we often encounter some evil things in ancient tombs that cannot be explained by science. I thought there was something unclean in the lake that followed me ashore.

It is said that there is someone lying behind someone, or sitting on someone's shoulders. Folks call this phenomenon "Backing the Soul". I wasn't sure if I had lost my mind, so I walked very quickly and had to get back to the hotel quickly.

Douyazai shouted: "Fengzi, please walk slower! Wait for me! You are in such a hurry to get fucked!"

When I reached the hotel stairs, perhaps for psychological reasons, I felt that my steps were a lot slower.

When I got back to the room, the first thing I did was to take off my clothes and wear nothing on my upper body.

When I ran to the bathroom, I didn't turn on the light and stared directly at the mirror hanging on the wall of the sink.

There is only myself in the mirror and nothing else.

Seeing this, I blocked my ears and eyes with my hands and fingers, closed my hands and breath, and then closed my eyes.

Just stay like this for five to ten seconds, then suddenly open your eyes and look at yourself in the mirror.

For a moment, I panicked.

The image in the mirror flashed by in an instant, but I was sure I saw it. I saw a white calf casually placed on my chest.

"Fengzi! What are you doing in such a hurry!" Bean sprouts came in and turned on the toilet light.

"You don't have a cold or a fever, do you? Why do you look so ugly?"

"Yazai, wait for me in the house! Remember, don't go anywhere! Except for me, don't let strangers come to the door. I'll go out to do some errands and I'll be back soon!"

I hurried back to the Internet cafe and when I saw me, the network administrator had a bad look on his face.

"Not buddy! Why are you here again!"

I quickly asked: "Do you know the adult and child who were fetching water just now? Where are they?"

The network administrator told me that the father and son lived in the alley opposite the grain and oil store. Before he could finish his words, I went directly to find them.

When we found the father and son, the little boy cried immediately when he saw me. The little boy couldn't speak clearly and didn't know why he was crying.

"Young man, do you believe what the child says?"

I handed over a piece of Huazi and said, "Brother, I'll tell you the truth, I'd rather believe it when it comes to things like this, otherwise I wouldn't have come here specifically."

The middle-aged man took my cigarette and took a deep breath. He frowned and said, "My children often say similar things. I've seen the sign interpreter at the temple before and said that my child has a negative horoscope and can easily see things. "

"Young man, since you came here specifically, it means that you also believe in this matter. Let me give you a suggestion. You'd better go see Mr. Tadi."

"Mr. Treading the Ground?"

After he roughly talked about it, I finally understood.

This Mr. Tadi is a profession unique to the Chun'an area. It can be traced back to the early Tang Dynasty. Its nature is similar to that of Mr. Feng Shui, but it is different. Mr. Tadi will not tell people's fortunes, but will only know some kind of fortune-telling passed down from ancestors. The methods are like special professions such as running from the Northeast, crossing the Yin, and asking for rice. Anyway, they are very regional and only exist in Zhejiang.

Following the directions given by the middle-aged man, I found the door of Mr. Chun'an Tadi's house at around six o'clock in the morning. The door was still closed.

I stepped forward and knocked on the door. It was also a coincidence that this Mr. Chun'an Tadi turned out to be the boatman Zhou Yingtai who had worked with us before! Lao Zhou! He is making breakfast.