Time passed by minute by second, and the incense stick that was originally more than two inches long burned to less than an inch... Li Huhu's work efficiency was a little low...
Finally, the wind chimes moved, a breeze blew in from outside the house, and the red flames of the candles inside the house also turned green.
The incense ashes spread on the ground also had small footprints. I knew that a ghost guest from the underworld had come in, so I burned a dozen paper money in front of the ghost, which was actually a bribe. In the world of the human world, there are people who are short-tempered and cannibalistic. In the world of the underworld, money can make people go around. Money is really a damn good thing.
Deng Wanwan and Ren Lingling, two big-breasted and brainless women, became nervous at the same time. Without thinking, they drank the boundless water and could see the guy from the underworld.
Deng Wanwan was in a better condition. After all, she had experienced strange things with me. Ren Lingling was different. Her face turned pale with fright, and she covered her chin tightly with both hands. She didn't dare to breathe for fear of being harmed by ghosts. she.
The ghost was more than two meters tall. He was dressed in a white raincoat and a big white hat. He had a wrinkled face and looked like an old man in his twilight years, but he was so fierce that no one dared to approach him.
Nothing went beyond my expectations. The master of Dijietong asked Gui Cha to come up and deliver the message. Next, it depends on Gui Cha's brother's choice.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the LCD TV playing the Japanese film was smashed; there was another crisp "pop" sound, and the mahjong table was overturned.
Ren Lingling thought Gui Cha was angry and almost screamed. I quickly made a 'shh' gesture to her, telling her to be quiet and continue to wait patiently.
Finally, a chair in front of the wine table was pulled away, the wine bottle was hanging in the air, and a glass was filled with wine.
It sat down, and I was about to sit down, but his thick palm pushed me aside, causing me to stumble.
how so? Although in the past, the master did not treat each other as guests when dealing with ghosts, he was still polite. As Hu Tianshi's disciple, I shouldn't have such a huge contrast.
I suddenly had a bad feeling that something strange was going to happen.
The ghost came very late this time, which was unusual. I had never smashed the door as soon as I entered it before. I was puzzled and my brain started to work quickly.
Could it be that I did something to offend Uncle Ghost? I shouldn't have. I have always abided by the rules of Hades.
Could it be that Li Huhu offended the Ren family, but I quickly rejected my suspicion. Although Li Huhu was born in Tai Sui, after all, it was his family's territory when he reached the realm, and he would not make any mistakes at all.
Why?
After much deliberation, I can't figure it out. It seems that I have to listen to ghosts and tell ghosts. With a sudden thought, he took out a lumpy black meatball from the cabinet and swallowed it with a frown on his face and a look of disgust on his face.
The taste is fishy and disgusting...
"Brother Gui Cha, can you hear what I'm saying?"
"Hmph, you deserve to stand and talk to me, kneel down." Gui Cha shouted angrily, and I didn't dare to disobey, so I knelt down in one second.
"I dare to ask Uncle Ghost, why are you so angry when I do things according to the rules?" I asked tremblingly.
It didn't speak immediately. It first looked at me from top to bottom, and then asked: "Are you Yang Sheng, Lao Hu's favorite disciple and the 228th generation leader of the Jida Sect?"
Seeing that it didn't show off its power anymore, I kowtowed and replied, "It's just the little one."
"Uuhahahaha..." After a sly laugh, he said, "Okay, for the sake of your master Hu Laogui, go to the table and talk. The two women are also here to serve you."
After saying that, it was not polite, directly grabbed a braised chicken and chewed it.
If you are not afraid of ghosts eating it, you are afraid of ghosts not eating it.
My mind finally settled, I greeted them and asked the two beauties to take their seats.
I didn't dare to move, I just stared at the ghosts feasting there.
The braised chicken was completely destroyed by it; then he swallowed the steamed fish in one gulp, chewed it several times, and spit out a whole fish bone spur; and then stewed the pork knuckle, opening and closing his bloody mouth, and then vomited A big bone came out...
In this way, the dishes on the table are being consumed quickly.
I turned around and glanced at Li Huhu, who was still in the state of entering the netherworld, but he was calm and composed, oh yes, he was still in the state of entering the netherworld.
"Pour the wine!" Gui Cha reached out and pointed at Deng Wanwan.
I quickly translated the ghost words: "Wanwan, quickly pour wine for Uncle Ghost."
She didn't dare to neglect, and filled the cup tremblingly.
Perhaps because Wanwan was a girl and was still in a woman's special menstrual period, the cold aura emanating from Gui Cha's body made her feel a little uncomfortable.
He downed a glass of wine in one sip and smiled with satisfaction: "I know, you kid has something to ask me. If it weren't for that damn master of yours begging me for nothing, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you."
"I want to ask you, is it because you failed to handle the matter assigned by your master and forgot to return the gift to Uncle Ghost?"
I'm a bit confused as to why.
"Let me tell you, on the day your master was about to die, our brothers from the underworld picked him up, and later sent the four ghosts to carry his coffin. Do you really think that ghosts do things without charging money? Of?"
I was awakened by its words, the master's last words before his death:
"Disciple, you have to remember that when I go to the funeral, just hold the bluestone tombstone and walk on the road to Gen's position in Aoshan. No matter what happens on the road, don't look back and don't pay attention. Remember! Remember!"
I actually forgot the master's last words in my mind. No wonder the ghost wanted to give me a blow when he came up.
The interaction between people and ghosts is just like the courtesy between people. Ghosts respect people one foot, and people respect ghosts one foot.
I hurriedly poured a glass of wine and drank it all as an apology.
"The villain has a bad brain and has angered the uncle ghost. Please ignore the fault of the villain. In the future, the villain will burn more paper to show his respect."
"You know what's going on. Fortunately, I was on duty on the day I carried your master's coffin, otherwise you would have suffered. That stick of incense will burn for one minute at most. If you have anything to say, ask me quickly. After I finish asking, I will bring Xuansheng up. "
"Yes, now I am being entangled by a female ghost with snake eyes and a resentful spirit. They have merged into one. What's the explanation?"
"Huh, your master, that old boy, has already told you in his bag, don't ask me."
"When I was young, I was going to see something unusual in the Ren family's ancestral grave. Is it good or bad?"
"What's bad is good, and what's good is bad!"
"Then..." Before I could ask, the ghost stretched out a big ghost hand to stop me.
"The time has come! I'm going to go!"
After saying that, it turned into a gust of black wind, spiraling out of the window, leaving a sentence echoing in the distance, "Hey, Taoist Priest Hu's apprentice, interesting, interesting."
Li Huhu sat up suddenly and complained: "Yang Sheng, you have done a good job!"
I'm a little confused.
"Master told you to carry the bluestone tombstone and walk on the road to Gen's position in Aoshan. You forgot such an important thing. You angered the ghosts and made the master unable to eat incense for three days."
I finally understood why, for several days in a row, we offered the master incense but could not light it.
Deng Wanwan used her instinct of 100,000 reasons again, "Yang Sheng, I never thought you could understand ghosts and chat with ghosts."
It didn't matter if she didn't say it, but when she did, I felt sick to my stomach.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
I suppressed my nausea and said: "You don't know, in order to talk to the ghost, I swallowed the voice pill, which was refined from the soil of buried corpses. It contained humus, urine, and a little..."
I couldn't help it anymore and retched, "There's also a little...cow poop."
