After inserting the key and twisting it, the headlights emitted a white light, Feng Wuli turned the front of the car and turned around to leave.
Although he can't use spirit entanglement, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to use it. Just because he can't use it, he still knows how to operate some simple small spirit entanglements.
Jiang Nao got involved with the person concerned. It would be too dangerous for her to be like an ordinary person without any ability to protect herself. Now that he has promised to teach her practice, he also wants to find a practice method suitable for her.
If anyone in the world is the most suitable to be her master, it must be him.
After all, he actually knows her body better than Jiang Nao himself.
Suddenly, a cool breeze came, bringing moisture with it, and he realized that he had arrived at the Xiangjiang River.
The Xiangjiang River stretches very long, and he has a section of the river road from school to Xiangzhupu.
Maybe it's about to rain. The sky is dark tonight without the stars and moon. There are not many people on the riverside. The stalls and aunts who set the atmosphere are gone, and the row of street lights looks deserted.
It has been raining continuously for a month. The Xiangjiang River has swelled a lot and the water has become more turbulent. The water level has risen by more than one meter. Under the weak light at night, you can see a lot of garbage floating on the river.
Feng Wuli, who was passing by with the battery on, saw several young men and women on the riverside, laughing and setting off fireworks, creating smoke and light.
There are no stars and moon tonight, they are the only light on the riverside.
"I'm really interested." He sighed and was about to leave on the small battery.
"Brother, can you come over and help me?"
Suddenly being called, I looked around to make sure it was me.
"Handsome guy, I called you. Can you come over and help us take a picture?"
Feng Wuli wanted to pay for this handsome guy's voice: "Okay."
He parked the car and came to the riverside. There were many poles from burned out fireworks on the ground, and there were also poles that would continue to glow and spin on the ground. The sticks stuck on the ground were spraying out sparks. Everyone had several fireworks poles in their hands, blue. Or orange fire, or crackling fairy sticks, the waves on the riverside surge up from time to time, leaving white water foam on the ground when they recede.
Two men and two women, probably in their early twenties, dressed smartly and fashionably, with young bodies.
One of the boys smiled playfully and handed him a wet mobile phone.
"Handsome guy, give us a nice photo."
Feng Wuli nodded and took it: "I want it."
"Quickly, before everyone's fireworks go out."
"Stand over here."
"Don't burn me."
"Is it okay? Look at the camera."
In the picture, the four people were all full of youth. The fireworks in their hands were a bit difficult to expose. Feng Wuli pressed it for a long time and just captured a picture. The illusory picture focused on the faces of the four people. Everyone had a smile on their face and the fireworks were burning. The green smoke was lingering, the flash flashed white, and the picture was frozen.
Feng Wuli discovered that he actually had a talent for photography.
Showed it to four of them.
"What a beautiful photo!"
The four people gathered around and looked at themselves in the photo, praising Feng Wuli's skills.
One of the short girls asked: "Thank you, handsome man. Do you want to share them together? There are still many to be released."
This is just a courtesy.
But Feng Wuli didn't seem to realize it and said okay.
"Come on, take this and I'll refuel it for you."
The girl excitedly brought him a fairy stick, and then the two of them came together and put the fairy sticks in their hands together, and the one in Feng Wuli's hand was also set on fire.
A flash of fire lit up, instantly illuminating Feng Wuli's face.
The corners of his mouth were raised, his face was half light and half shadow, and the burning fire was reflected in his eyes.
"Okay, okay."
"Hoo ho——"
"You're going to die!"
A few people laughed and made noise, but Feng Wuli just chuckled gently and watched quietly as the fireworks in his hands burned. The light from the fireworks created a bright place by the river. After getting used to the fireworks, looking into the distance felt a little darker. There is no light.
Looking at the calm Xiangjiang River, slowly flowing eastward, the small waves leave white water foam on the riverside, which remains unchanged forever.
The boy who just asked him to take pictures came over: "Brother, are you still in high school?"
Feng Wuli replied, "This is my senior year of high school."
"Senior year of high school is so hard!" the girl said, "We are both in college. I am one year older than you, and we are at Junsha University next door."
"Really? I also plan to take the exam at Hunan University."
"A top student!"
"Aren't you praising yourself?" Another jk girl scorned, and the short girl used fireworks to cheer her up.
"Hurry up and come to Hunan University to study with your senior sister!"
Feng Wuli thought their conversation was quite interesting. The fireworks in his hand burned quietly, as if they could burn for a long time.
The short girl said: "Xiang University's science and engineering major is good. Handsome, you are also from Junsha. You will be able to find a job when the time comes."
The boy holding the mobile phone also said: "Anyway, I am from Shandong. I will stay in Junsha from now on. It is easy to develop."
"You can't let go of your girlfriend! You don't want to have a long-distance relationship!"
"I can't. I am the only daughter of my parents. If I don't go back, they will miss me very much."
"Hehe, the couple in my family wish I wouldn't bother them. They go traveling whenever they have free time. They are so cool."
"I'm going to take the teaching qualification exam in my junior year, and then I'll just go back and become a teacher. Junior, don't listen to them. You should be a little crazy in the few years of college. Why do you think so much?" The jk girl disagreed, "It has to be Let’s make some memories, right?”
Feng Wuli quite agreed with her statement.
"But let me tell you..."
The boy who had been silent until now also spoke up;
Everyone, including Feng Wuli, looked at him.
"It's better not to play so crazy. Especially when there are floods in summer, don't go near the river."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fireworks in Feng Wuli's hand reached their end.
"呲呲——"
The light of the fireworks goes out.
With a sound, the place fell into darkness.
He stood alone by the river, and the rising waves almost licked his feet, then retreated, like a snake that keeps testing its prey.
At night, the river wind carries moisture, and the noise disappears in an instant, leaving only the sound of waves on the river.
A few days ago, Junsha News reported that several college students lost their footing and fell into the water by the Xiangjiang River.
Feng Wuli chuckled and shook his head.
How can there be such an alternation of arrests?
He even reminded people not to go near the river.
Feng Wuliang recalled the story that Wang Xilou used to scare him when he was a child and not let him go to the riverside to tell the story.
The drowned ghost is the transformation of a person who drowned in water after death. This kind of ghost can only escape from death by finding a replacement.
There was a tailor in Zezhou during the Song Dynasty. He was working one day when he suddenly saw a man coming from the river. He smiled as he walked: "Someone will take over for me tomorrow!"
The tailor asked: "Who will replace you?"
The other party replied: "A person who comes from true concentration, carrying an umbrella on his shoulder and carrying a book."
The tailor walked out of the door and saw that the man had disappeared, and then he realized that the man was a ghost.
The next day, the tailor stood at the door early. Sure enough, he saw a man coming over and handed the umbrella and book to the tailor to take care of, saying that he was going to take a bath in the river. The tailor asked the man where he came from, and the man said he came from Zhending.
The tailor couldn't bear to see the man drown, so he said, "There are bathrooms in the city. I'll give you the money on my back. You can go there and wash it." When the real man asked the reason, the tailor told him what he saw and heard yesterday. . Zhending people were very grateful, thanked him and left.
At the second watch that night, the drowned ghost appeared, threw bricks and stones at the tailor's house, and cursed: "I finally found a replacement, and you ruined my good deeds! I swear, I will drag you into the water and drown you." die!"
The next day, the tailor opened the door and saw that the yard was full of bricks and rubble.
The drowned ghost did this for several days in a row. The tailor was about to move out, and Wang Xilou happened to pass by.
Kill that drowned ghost to death.
But it was obvious that these four drowned ghosts had no harmful intentions at all.
I was probably just bored, so I invited him over for a chat.
"Go well."
Feng Wuli suddenly thought of an 'old friend'. He broke the rules two months ago. Director Yang asked him to teach him a lesson. There was a person in the Xiangjiang Diya seat who was frozen into an ice sculpture and sunk below for more than two months.
Shouldn't he be dead?
After thinking about it, he took out the bracelet from his pocket and put it on his hand, then put the phone aside.
I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. I found a stone on the riverside to hug, and jumped down while holding my breath.
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