Psychic

At night, Wu Nanzhi walked through the woods, carefully avoiding the wanton growth of brambles.

Wu Nanzhi's school often arranges some remedial activities that violate the regulations. As a representative of students who are average learners and don't have much contact with teachers on weekdays, Wu Nanzhi is forced to stay to participate in these remedial activities. Naturally, it is commonplace.

Wu Nanzhi was usually not good at speaking, and he didn't know how to refuse this kind of thing at all. He usually released them until eight or nine o'clock in the make-up class, but every time the make-up class was at this time, the woods were completely dark.

At first, Duan Penghao resolutely resisted the make-up class activities that caused Wu Nanzhi to walk home at night, but he couldn't stand Teacher Wu Nanzhi's tough attitude.

My own children have to rely on the teachers in the school to take care of them during the day, so it is not a wise choice to fall out with the teachers.

Sometimes it is like this, people have to bow their heads under the roof.

Wu Nanzhi's head teacher's attitude, plus Wu Nanzhi's several night walks, nothing happened, so no matter how much Duan Penghao resisted, he could only accept the result.

This night, Wu Nanzhi didn't come out until eight o'clock after making up lessons at school. When he got home, it was probably past ten o'clock.

Wu Nanzhi held the flashlight in his mouth, and by the light of the flashlight carefully dodged the barbs on the tree beside him while flipping through the book.

"Nanzhi."

Suddenly, an ethereal voice appeared in the ears of Wu Nanzhi who was concentrating on reading.

Wu Nanzhi stopped abruptly, raised his head and turned around, looking at the dark woods around him by the light of the flashlight.

He closed the pages of the book in his hand, put the flashlight in his hand, and looked around vigilantly, but there was no other sound at all except the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind.

Did you hear me wrong?

Wu Nanzhi didn't open the book again, but carefully turned on the flashlight and quickened his pace towards home.

"Brother Nanzhi."

This voice appeared again, and this time, Wu Nanzhi heard it clearly.

Wu Nanzhi shuddered all over, stopped again, and turned around, but because of the cover of layers of branches and leaves, the light of his flashlight could only be restrained within a range of five or six meters, and it was blocked from farther away.

Wu Nanzhi stopped in his tracks, kept sweeping around with his flashlight, and asked vigilantly, "Who?"

However, Night Breeze didn't give him any response.

Last time, maybe Wu Nanzhi could comfort himself that he heard it wrong, but this time, he clearly heard someone calling him.

Brother Nanzhi...

There is probably only one person who can call himself that...

Wu Nanzhi was afraid for a while. From the first day when Xiaoyue, who was blind, came to his home, all kinds of strange things happened one after another. It was impossible for him not to think in this direction.

Wu Nanzhi quickened his pace, almost galloping through the forest, while still muttering something.

"Lord, deliver me from the error of speaking in tongues and forgetting my tongue. Let me pray in spirit and truth."

This is the prayer that Wu Nanzhi read from the book "The Origin of Religion". The book says that devout prayers can help people resist the attacks of evil spirits.

He didn't know if it would work, but maybe there was no other choice now.

Even if it's just a little more psychological comfort.

However, just as Wu Nanzhi quickened his pace and walked through the woods, a figure quietly appeared at the place where Wu Nanzhi was before...

...

Duan Penghao was preparing breakfast for the next morning in the kitchen, looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, and saw that the time was already pointing to 10:30 in the evening, he couldn't help but muttered: "Why hasn't Nanzhi come back? "

At this time, Chu Mian also came to the kitchen, and said to Duan Penghao worriedly: "Dad,

It's already this time, and Nan Zhi hasn't come back yet, do you want to go out to meet him? "

Duan Penghao glanced at Chu Mian, immediately put down the knife in his hand, untied the apron, and said to Chu Mian: "You take good care of Xiaoyue at home, I'll look for it."

Chu Mian agreed, and then saw Duan Penghao put on a coat, picked up a flashlight and went out.

"Nanzhi!" Duan Penghao walked into the woods with a flashlight, calling Wu Nanzhi's name.

However, just as Duan Penghao was about to go into the woods to search, there were a few strange noises from the backyard.

"Swish, Swish, Swish—"

This voice sounded like something was scratching the door behind, Duan Penghao's heart tightened, and she said to herself that it must not be some kind of beast.

However, when he turned to the back of the house with the flashlight, he saw that the noise was actually made by Wu Nanzhi.

I saw Wu Nanzhi squatting on the back door, constantly drawing something on the floor in front of the door, and at the same time chanting words, sweating profusely, looking very hard.

"Nanzhi?" Duan Penghao was a little puzzled, what was the kid doing outside without going home at night, "What are you doing?"

As soon as Wu Nanzhi heard Duan Penghao's voice, he quickly drew the last stroke on the ground, and then ran to Duan Penghao in a hurry, as if something was chasing him behind him: "Father! Listen to me, Lin Zi There's something in it, evil spirit!"

Hearing what Wu Nanzhi said, the expression on Duan Penghao's face suddenly froze, and he quickly turned his head to the side, and saw that what Wu Nanzhi had drawn on the floor before turned out to be a regular pentagram.

"Nanzhi," Duan Penghao took a deep breath, bent down and tried to put himself at the same height as Wu Nanzhi, "It's all made up in the book, there are no evil spirits or magic circles at all." .”

"It's true! There really are evil spirits in Dad's woods!" Wu Nanzhi wanted to argue.

However, Duan Penghao had lost his patience. He waved his hand, interrupted Wu Nanzhi roughly, pointed to the house, and said in a deep voice, "Now, go home."

Wu Nanzhi wanted to say something, but seeing Duan Penghao's unfriendly expression, he had no choice but to hold back all his words.

After returning home, Duan Penghao confiscated Wu Nanzhi's "Origin of Religion", without giving Wu Nanzhi any chance to defend himself.

But after Wu Nanzhi came home, Duan Penghao didn't continue to entangle because of this matter, because soon it was time for them to sleep, Wu Nanzhi and Xiaoyue went upstairs quickly under Chu Mian's urging, and they went upstairs the next day I still have to go to class. If I go to bed too late, I will not be energetic in class the next day.

Duan Penghao continued to prepare the next day's breakfast downstairs, but at the end of the day, he found that the seasoning box in the kitchen was missing. He searched every cabinet but couldn't find it. replaced by something else.

How could he know that Wu Nanzhi secretly brought the seasoning box to the bedroom, and sprinkled all the salt in the box on the window of the room.

However, Wu Nanzhi didn't know that the so-called evil spirits did not come from the woods outside the house, but from inside the house...

Early the next morning, Wu Nanzhi went out early and told Duan Penghao that he was going to school, but no one saw him. After leaving the forest park, he ran in the opposite direction from the school.