"..."
Xu Yanming was silent for a few seconds: "Master, this idea doesn't sound very reliable."
The old Taoist priest spread his hands and said, "Then your master doesn't know how to do it. I would like to add that if the Yin Yang Pupil is mastered properly, it can have miraculous effects."
"A miraculous effect?" Mr. Xu asked: "What miraculous effect? Is it good for Ning Ning?"
"I don't know." The old Taoist priest broke the jar and said: "Anyway, this seal of mine can only temporarily seal away the ability to see ghosts. This child is so lucky that ordinary evil things will not dare to approach her as if they are a natural enemy. Within ten meters, as long as she is here, the ghosts within a radius of 500 meters have already immigrated. So you don’t have to worry about safety."
There is no need to worry about safety at all.
Who dares to go against God's own daughter, who is so lucky that it blinds one's eyes?
It’s not like he’s tired of being a ghost and looking for ashes to be annihilated.
Now there's only one problem left to solve.
How can a little girl not be afraid of ghosts?
Except for Yan Ming, the Xu family are all ordinary people.
The young and old men of the Xu family looked at each other, and finally Mr. Xu made the final decision: "Do as he said."
"You guys, as brothers, take turns practicing courage with your sister."
Xu Yanzhao and Xu Yanming had no objection, but Xu Yanzhao raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
Mr. Xu said confidently: "The old man is sixty-five."
Butler Xu next to him smiled and said: "Elderly people should not watch anything that is too exciting, such as horror movies."
Old Taoist Li took out a stack of talisman papers and said, "How about a transcendence package?"
The three old men acted rogue, one took advantage of his age, one said he had a bad heart, and the last one went too far and directly demanded physical salvation.
Xu Yanming held his forehead and sighed: "You guys should rest."
The three old men looked at each other and smiled.
Su Jianguo brought out the prepared food: "It's time to eat."
"dad."
Ning Ning came over to call her dad with tears in her eyes, and received a pat on the head from Su's dad.
"Why are you crying?"
Several parents nearby explained it at once, and Ning Ning muttered: "But Ning Ning hates watching horror movies."
Su Jianguo comforted her: "The matter has come to this, I can only work hard and Ningning."
At this age, Ning Ning likes to help the adults with their work. She feels very happy when she gets a compliment from the adults. She takes a deep breath, straightens her belly, and imitates the adults' sincere and old-fashioned words: "Ning Ning is really worried to death. "
Fortunately, the "mother" in her mind repeatedly comforted Ning Ning, saying that she had applied to the higher authorities and that as long as Ning Ning could endure it for a few days, she would soon be able to fix her eyes.
Moreover, Grandpa Li helped Ning Ning seal her visible abilities, and now Ning Ning has a transitional period to practice her courage.
Life is not easy, Ning Ning sighed.
After several people finished eating, they cleaned up the dishes and handed them over to the maids and sisters at home.
Ning Ning has to go to school tomorrow and has finished her homework.
In the afternoon, my brother played with Ning Ning for a while. After dinner, the child, who had taken a bath and put on his little frog pajamas, dragged his furry slippers downstairs.
There is a huge screening room downstairs.
The entire hall is covered with soft white lambskin carpets, has 365-degree surround sound effects, and has snack cabinets and wine and beverage cabinets.
Xu Yanzhao poured her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice: "Do you want any snacks?"
Ning Ning: "Please give me popcorn, thank you."
Xu Yanzhao rang the bell on the table, and the maid sister came in: "Young Master."
"A piece of fresh popcorn." After a pause, he added: "Open the bottle of Mouton 1983 in the wine cellar."
"OK."
The maid lady quickly prepared the things and sent them to the screening room.
Ning Ning sat on the small sofa and ate popcorn. When she was thirsty, she opened her mouth and shouted: "Brother, I'm thirsty."
Putting down the red wine glass in his hand, Xu Yanzhao picked up the orange juice and handed it to her mouth, gave her two sips, and then took out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
"Thank you, brother."
"good."
Fifteen minutes later, a cold figure walked down the stairs.
The brother and sister both turned around.
Xu Yanming was wiping his hair, and when he faced the two people's gazes, he was stunned: "What?"
He had just finished taking a shower, and water was dripping from the ends of his hair. A strand of black hair broke through the towel and stuck to his neck. His neck was as white and slender as white jade, and he felt like "fuck, he's so beautiful."
Ningning used a tissue to wipe her little paws stained with popcorn sugar residue, and patted the sofa next to her: "Brother, come and sit down."
Xu Yanming sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed casually, and his slippers were thrown aside.
"What movie are you watching?"
he asked, somewhat enthusiastically.
Xu Yanzhao glanced at him with a confused expression: "Go and choose."
The screening room is filled with a variety of discs from ancient times to the present, from black and white silent films to cool blockbusters.
Xu Yanming picked out a disc, turned around and asked: "Chainsaw or the old corpse in the mountain village?"
These two films are bloody and terrifying.
A foreign classic and a Hong Kong masterpiece.
Ning Ning's hand shook and the popcorn fell to the ground. She gasped softly: "Is there anything that's not scary?"
She is afraid.
The two brothers shook their heads together: "No."
Finally, I decided to watch The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village first. After all, The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village is a supernatural ghost film.
The disc starts playing.
Soon entering the atmosphere, several young men seeking death cut their fingers, dripped blood into cups, and drank the blood in turns.
Ningning looked down at her finger and couldn't help but take a bite. A tooth mark was clearly visible on it, which made her burst into tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Xu Yanzhao slapped her on the head, angry and funny: "Don't learn blindly."
Ning Ning stuck out the tip of her tongue: "I know."
Before he finished speaking, the soundtrack in the movie suddenly changed.
Sobs and sobs, with Chinese-style resentment and twists and turns, tactful and melancholy.
After a woman got into a car, she rolled down her window and waved to the camera: "Bye."
Well, bye, not scary.
The next second, the woman suddenly rolled out the whites of her eyes, like a scary and resentful ghost.
"Ah ah ah ah ah."
Ning Ning jumped up and ran around the room: "Ghosts, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."
"It's fake, don't be afraid, brother is here."
Xu Yanming rushed forward, hugged the fried little girl in his arms, patted his head and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, brother is very powerful, no one can be his opponent."
"These are all fake. If you don't believe me, ask Brother Yan Zhao."
Ning Ning looked at Xu Yanzhao with tears in her eyes: "Brother Zhao, are you fake?"
Xu Yanzhao was leaning on the sofa with a domineering and elegant posture. His long legs were crossed and placed casually on the coffee table. His noble and cold eyes said: "It's fake. There's no need to be afraid."
Look how calm, cool and domineering her brother Zhao is.
Ning Ning touched her teardrops and said, well, it’s fake, I’m not afraid.
Seeing his sister's strong expression, Xu Yanzhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He put his hands behind his back and clasped them softly. His fingertips couldn't help but tremble a few times.
Mad, you scared me to death.
