I Can Transform Infinitely

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There was moonlight tonight, and the bright moonlight penetrated through the window, making the room very bright.

However, nothing was seen.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for anything.

He pinched his arm and it hurt, not a dream.

He jumped out of bed, walked to the door, and glanced out. The yard was empty under the moonlight, and only the night wind rustled the leaves.

The wind can only be regarded as a breeze, it can't open the door

He thought that something must have been pushed open.

2nd day ...

In the afternoon, the warm sun was so drowsy that he took advantage of his old rooster to snooze, grabbed it violently, and then stabbed it with its needle into its big red cock's crest, letting out a burst of blood, dripping Into an enamel bowl,

Then throw away the big cock, run his own bedroom with the bowl, urinate into the bowl, then put the bowl under the bed,

The mixture of boy urine and cockscomb blood is said to be masculine, and it can be seen on the eyelids.

He heard this method from the outside, and it still has to be tested whether it works.

That night.

He lay in bed with his clothes, did not sleep, closed his eyes and assumed sleep.

By midnight.

With a creak, the door opened again.

He was excited and tense, opened his eyes and saw that the door was half open, but there was nothing empty inside and outside the door.

He stretched his hands secretly under the bed, into the enamel bowl, stained with some of the mixture, closed his eyes and applied it to his eyelids, and when eyes opened, he froze.

He saw a person standing in the door.

That man looks exactly like him.

Face shape, 5 senses, size, fat and thin, and age are all the same.

It's totally alone.

It was like himself.

Lin Fan stared at the other person, her hair suddenly flicking up, and all her hair flicking up.

If the other party is a strange ghost, maybe he hasn’t been so nervous yet, in fact don’t say Lin Fan, that is, anyone who is shocked when he sees a person exactly like himself Leaving indelible shadows,

even more how Now, what Lin Fan sees is not a human being.

The other party looked at Lin Fan with suspicious and resentful eyes. He didn't speak, and there was cowardice and fear in his eyes.

Lin Fan looked at the other party with horrified eyes and stuttered and asked, "Who are you, who are you?"

The other party did not answer.

After Lin Fan's head was stunned, he was suddenly bright, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. The person in front of him should be the soul of his predecessor.

"You, are you Lin Fan?" Lin Fan crawled out of the bed.

The other party's face appeared nervous, and turned around and ran out of the door.

"Don't run!" Lin Fan chased out.

This time is already midnight.

There was silence in the village, there was no one on the street, and there was no light.

Some are just moonlight, night breeze and dog barking.

The other party ran out of the village along the road. In the moonlight, Lin Fan saw that he had no shadow, clearly a ghost, and he ran fast, and his feet were not sticking to the ground, just like he walked forward on Kick Scooter in his previous life.

If it was before, Lin Fan would definitely not chase it, but now, I don’t know where the courage came from.

This is too strange, he has to figure out the truth.

Sanmiao Village is not large, that is, more than 100 families. There are three ancient temples on the edges of the village in the three directions of southeast and west.

The temple is tall and majestic, with clay statues in it,

In the past, the temple was full of incense, and the village's offerings to the temple were constant. The villagers prayed for the rain and prayed.

But now, the worship is unbroken, Spiritual God is not showing up!

After catching up, Lin quickly ran out of the village. Lin Fan saw that the other party had moved towards a temple, which made Lin Fan very surprised.

Ordinarily, the other party is a ghost, most afraid of the temple, and will not run into the temple wherever he goes. That’s not about about one's own destruction!

Could it be that, as people say, the gods in the temple are all gone, this ghost is going to steal the incense in the temple to worship?

With such doubts, Lin Fan walked towards the temple, the temple was magnificent, but the scale was not large, there was no courtyard, the main temple and the two side auxiliary temples were added to just 2 rooms, there were 9 big trees in front of the temple gate, purple and shaded Silent in the night. It looks mysterious terrifying.

Before Lin Fan walked over, he heard footsteps ringing, and he quickly hid behind a big tree. At that time, he saw that 2 people came over,

When Lin Fan looked at it, he saw the village chief Xu Mingkuan and the mysterious old man. Xu Mingkuan carried a bucket in his hand, which looked a bit heavy. The old man was carrying a burden on his shoulder, and he didn’t know what to carry.

Seeing these 2 people appear, Lin Fan couldn't help but startled. It seemed like he had thought of it. When he saw them enter the temple gate, Lin Fan looked shocked. He thought that his previous guess should be correct.

Suddenly, the door of the temple opened, Lin Fan smelled a blood-reeking qi, which emerged from the temple.

Then, the temple door closed, and there was a little light in the temple. He crept to the front of the temple door, smelling the bloody smell more intense, glancing in through the door slit, he didn't see the soul of the predecessor,

But I saw Xu Mingkuan holding the bucket, dipped the water in the bucket with a brush, and then brushed the body of the idol. The red color on the idol was like paint water,

But Lin Fan didn't think it was, he thought it was blood, otherwise he should smell of paint instead of blood.

Thinking of this, his heart thumped, and he said it was human blood or what animal blood?

What is Xu Mingkuan's intention to brush blood on the deity?

Turning his eyes, he saw the mysterious old man, and saw that the old man was sitting behind a few cases with a yellow mounting paper on it, and the old man was holding a cinnabar pen in his hand, quickly Draw a circle of rune on the edge of the paper, and then write a person's name in the center of the blank space, the name is impressive: Zhang Xiaoshan.

After seeing this name, Lin Fan's heart jumped. A thin silhouette appeared in my mind.

Zhang Xiaoshan is a boy in the village. He is 12 years old. He is very weak because of tuberculosis. He has been hanging with Chinese medicine.

After the old man finished writing, he picked up the yellow paper and placed it directly on the forehead of Xu Mingkuan's painting idol.

Then he sat back in front of several cases again, holding a dilapidated yellow lined book, and after a few glances, he began to mutter, his voice was unpleasant,

After hearing the voice, Lin Fan realized that he was chanting. The voice Lin Fan had never heard before. The voice was like crying, like a grieving cry at night, and Lin Fan's body was covered with chicken skin pimple.

He couldn’t hear it, and he was afraid of being discovered by the two of them, so he turned and left.

Only not far away, I heard that the chanting stopped, and then I heard the old man calling a name "Zhang Xiaoshan, Zhang Xiaoshan..."

The sound is not loud, but it seems to be magical, spreading far and far in the quiet night, spreading throughout the village.

Hearing this, Lin Fan jumped with a heart, seeming to understand everything, and then he ran towards Zhang Xiaoshan's house.