Zhang Meng was about to close her eyes as the fat man said, but found that Ye Jiuji took a few steps and reached out to pick the triangle face.

"Brother Ah Meng, it's useless to close your eyes now. We saw it just now." Xiaolou advised from behind.

When Zhang Meng heard Xiaolou's words, he thought about it and planned to deal with the triangle face with Ye Jiu. But this time, the triangle face was not as evil as it was at the beginning, and he would not see him if he could not see him.

Ye Jiu pulled down his triangle face with a slight force.

The fat man's fingers covering his eyes quietly separated a slit. After seeing the triangle face in Ye Jiu's hand, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn! It turns out that this thing is dead."

Everyone looked up and found that the triangle face did not suddenly appear in front of everyone, but was always hanging in the corridor.

It was just because a few people were too moved that the thing fell down.

"Don't move!" The fat man suddenly stopped Zhang Meng, narrowed his eyes, pointed to the front and said, "Look, there are more such things on the roof in front."

"where?"

Following the direction of the fat man's finger, Zhang Meng raised his head ninety degrees. When he saw it, he was so scared that he almost lost his soul. As the fat man said, right in front of everyone, there were countless same triangle faces hanging on the long corridor. Although these triangle faces had been made into specimens, their facial expressions were still very clear. The pale face seemed to have deep resentment, especially the pair of green pupils, which made people dare not look directly at them.

"My trough, which pervert did this." The fat man walked forward and raised his head, his cervical spine almost broke: "Why are these things so similar to hanged ghosts?"

"Not to say, what you described this time is quite appropriate." Zhang Meng looked at the triangle faces hanging on the roof: "If they weren't for their size being a little worse than humans, I would have thought they were hanged ghosts."

"It's not a hanger." Ye Jiu looked at the strange specimens in his hand: "But it was obvious that someone deliberately hung them upside down here."

"The person who made this was really disgusting." said the fat man.

"Then what is his purpose?" Zhang Meng remembered what happened before: "The fat man and I saw all the living triangle faces. Can this dead person be lost?"

"I don't know." Ye Jiu threw away the head in his hand, wiped his fingers, and then continued to walk forward.

Zhang Meng, fat man, Xiaolou followed Ye Jiu closely.

Zhang Meng poked the fat man: "Hey, look at what these hanging things are?"

"I see their size and their dry face shape, which looks like yellow skin." The fat man scratched the back of his head and said.

"Yellow skin?" Zhang Meng was shocked when he heard the fat man say this.

The so-called yellow skin is actually the synonym for weasels in the mainland. The weasels in the old society like to make nests at other people's homes, and the farts were extremely smelly. But it is said that this thing can charm people and possess them, so everyone respectfully calls it: Huangxian. Families blessed by Huangxian are often smooth sailing, while families revenge by Huangxian are often destroyed and their families are destroyed.

When Zhang Meng was in Hong Kong, she had more or less heard of some weird things about Huangsie.

"Brother Fatty, since these things are little weasels, how come they have no tail?" Xiaolou asked.

"Yes, you see that they look like this, it is obviously measured by people. Black clothes, white clothes, yellow clothes, and red clothes, I think they look more like dolls played with by ancient people. How can you tell that they look like yellow skins?" Zhang Meng also said.

"Tsk, Fatty Master tells you." Seeing that Zhang Meng and Xiaolou questioned him repeatedly, the fat man was not hit hard, but instead lowered his voice and leaned against Zhang Meng and Xiaolou's ears: "It's said that this thing is psychic."

"Psychic?" Zhang Meng really doesn't know much about this.

"Nonsense!" said the fat man seriously: "Have you never heard of Northeast China disciples?"

"A disciple who is out of the horse, who is the master of the great master?" Xiaolou asked.

"That's it." The fat man said tremblingly: "It is said that the Baojia Immortal worshipped by the disciples of Ma, and there are five types of fox, yellow, white, and willow and ash."

"The fox, yellow, white and willow gray, refers to five types of animals, foxes, weasels, hedgehogs, snakes, and rats. People generally believe that these five types of animals have long-term survival with humans, and are popular and belong to things that are both animals and demons. In the northeast, more than 80% of villagers worship Baojiaxian at home. Every March, September 9, and New Year, these families who supply Baojiaxian will kill a big red rooster to worship. For hundreds of years, they have had such customs. It is said that if you have minor problems such as headaches, fevers, colds, etc., as long as you worship Baojiaxian, it will be cured the next day. But if you offend Baojiaxian and kill weasels, this thing will often be possessed in your family, jumping and making trouble, and your family will be destroyed."

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the fat man was talking endlessly, Zhang Meng immediately stopped the fat man: "What do you mean by saying this?"

"Damn, I've said so much, but you don't know what Fat Master said?" Fat Master looked like you were an idiot: "Fat Master means that these triangle faces on our heads are those groups of protecting family immortals."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Seeing that the fat man became less and less accurate, Zhang Meng asked guiltily: "Why are you so sure?"

"Nonsense, think about it yourself." The fat man was anxious and shouted, "Are we both obsessed?"

"Well, this is true." Zhang Meng nodded.

"And," said the fat man again: "Think about it carefully. Besides the Taoist sects, what else can we possess directly? If we follow the roots, this Baojia Immortal was also passed down from Taoism."

"So are they?" Zhang Meng asked.

"It's nonsense! Do you just like playing with these things that gods and ghosts can't explain." The fat man curled his mouth and continued, "And Lai Zi told me during his lifetime that I must remember correctly. Our previous experience of being caught was simply a trick of protecting the immortal. And the eyes of this thing were green and green, and it was obvious that it was a beast." As he said that, the fat man did not forget to point to the upside-down triangle faces in front of him: "Plus with the triangle awkward face, besides the weasel, what else is this face shape."

"Think about it again. Since they are Baojia Immortals, only they can transform into human form. If you look at their size, they will be clearly a weasel!" said the fat man pointing to his head.
Chapter completed!