Chapter Forty-Eight: The Little Devil's Head Is Exposed

Li Jia asked: "That means Zihao, he's fine, and he's very blessed, right, old abbot?"

The old abbot still smiled and nodded and said, "Not only is it okay, but it is also rich and expensive, and you will not worry about money for the rest of your life!"

Zhao Zihao thought to himself, isn't it, there is so much money in the Difu Tiandi Bank, can he stink money? And his job is to help those big guys spend money!

After confirming that Zhao Zihao was fine, the two daughters were naturally very happy, and Song Guang also let go of a piece of heart, in fact, he had already seen that his cousin Su Youyou meant something to Zhao Zihao, but Zhao Zihao's strange behavior made him feel uneasy, so this time he found the old abbot who helped him untie his heart a few years ago.

Now that the most important thing of the trip has been solved, knowing that Zhao Zihao is fine, Song Guang chatted with the old abbot for a few more words, so he no longer bothered him to cultivate and withdrew from the meditation room.

Su Youyou said: "Let's go to the scenic spot in front of us, I didn't see anything in a hurry just now." ”

Song Guang also nodded and said, "Well, and the vegetarian food here is also a must, we can taste it later." ”

A few people left the place while talking and laughing, but none of them knew that as soon as they left the meditation room, the little ghost head appeared on the table in the meditation room.

"Old monk, I have been in the mobile phone space just now, where is the prohibition set by Lord Yama, how did you find out about my existence?"

The old abbot smiled and said, "If you don't investigate the situation outside, I really won't be able to find out about your existence." ”

The little ghost nodded his little head and said to himself: "I'll just say, how can you, an ordinary cultivator, find out about the ban set by Lord Yama himself." ”

"Tell me, what do you want me to do here, I can tell you that I came out of the underworld with a mission, not a lonely ghost who escaped, and if you dare to arrest me, the whole underworld will trouble you. ”

The old abbot shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, you go, I was just curious about why you were in a mortal just now, but now that I understand it, I will naturally let you go." ”

He waved his arm as he finished speaking, retracting the energy he had attached to the meditation room.

"Hmph! ”

The little ghost saw that all the silk threads on the doors and windows were gone, and she hurriedly flew out to find Zhao Zihao.

Zhao Zihao, who was originally watching the statues of these two women in the Guanyin Temple, suddenly saw the little ghost head flying towards him, he quickly touched the mobile phone in his pocket and found that the mobile phone was still there, and he didn't know when the little ghost head went out.

"When did you run out?"

Since the little ghost didn't find out about the old abbot, she simply didn't know the mobile phone, she sat on Zhao Zihao's shoulder and said, "It's okay, I was left by the old monk to chat for a while." ”

When Zhao Zihao heard that it was the old abbot just now, he hurriedly asked, "He didn't do anything to you, right?"

The little ghost pretended to be proud and said, "I directly reported the name of the underworld, how dare he do me?"

"That's good! That's good!"

After worshipping the statue, the two women saw Zhao Zihao talking to themselves alone, and they asked curiously: "What's wrong with Zhao Zihao? What nonsense is a person talking about here?"

Zhao Zihao hurriedly stopped talking to the little ghost.

"It's okay, it's just boring. ”

At this time, Song Guang also walked over from the side, and he said, "Let's go, let's go to the temple canteen to eat, shall we?"

The three of them climbed such a high mountain, and the little things they ate in the morning were digested, so they naturally nodded hurriedly in agreement.

The vegetarian food of the Big Buddha Temple is very famous, there are many tourists who come here to eat this, the temple in order to accommodate more tourists, so the canteen is built very large, but it can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, but it is almost full at this time.

Monks and laymen who place orders can eat it for free, but ordinary tourists have to pay for it.

The food and dishes are all prepared in advance by the firehead monks, and tourists can serve whatever they want.

When they came to the place where they picked up the meal, they saw not vegetarian rice, but plates of chicken, duck, fish, and various meat foods.

Zhao Zihao was surprised: "Shouldn't this be all vegetarian dishes?

Song Guang hadn't answered him yet, but the little ghost head sitting on his shoulder spoke.

"Stupid, these are vegetarian meats made from soy products, they just look like them. ”

Song Guang also used the same words that the little ghost said to explain the food here to him.

Several people each picked some dishes they liked to eat, and finally found a table, but Zhao Zihao took up half of the table by himself.

The three of them looked at Zhao Zihao with strange eyes and asked, "You take so much, can you finish it?"

Su Youyou pointed to the picture hanging on the wall and said, "Look there, if you waste food, you will go to hell after you die, and when the time comes, the food you waste will become extremely huge, and the ghost will force you to let you eat it." ”

The painting was hung in the most conspicuous position in the cafeteria, of course Zhao Zihao saw it, but so many dishes were not what he wanted to take, and a large part of them were designated by the little ghost to eat.

However, he looked at the painting of Hell that persuaded people not to waste food, and thought to himself, "What would they think if they knew that the current eighteen layers of hell had been turned into an underworld court under the reform of King Yama?"

The three of them saw that they couldn't persuade Zhao Zihao to stop, so they had no choice, in fact, they didn't believe in the things on the painting very much, but they just subconsciously didn't want to offend after seeing it.

The little ghost head sat on Zhao Zihao's lap, she couldn't reach the dishes in the distance, so she could only ask Zhao Zihao to bring all the dishes she ordered to her in front of her one by one, and let her eat.

The three of them watched Zhao Zihao's strange behavior while eating, and he didn't eat the dishes he bought, but just brought them over one by one, and then put them aside after watching for a while, and continued to look at the next plate.

Su Youyou, who was sitting opposite him, asked curiously, "Zhao Zihao, are you full if you don't eat and just look at it?"

But fortunately, the little ghost head has almost eaten at this time, and he patted his little belly and returned to the mobile phone to digest it.

He hurriedly said, "Eat, eat." ”

In fact, he asked about the fragrance of these dishes, and he was already hungry, and after he finished speaking, he directly brought over a plate of dishes that the little ghost had not 'eaten', and began to eat.

This is a plate of roast chicken, he directly tore off a chicken leg and put it in his mouth, the taste is very delicious, and it does have some taste of roast chicken, compared with the real roast chicken, there is a different taste.

The small roast chicken is not big, and it was eaten by the extremely hungry Zhao Zihao in a few clicks, and then how could he bring over a plate of braised elbows.

The three of them had already finished eating their own dishes, and they all sat next to them to 'admire' Zhao Zihao's eating appearance.

Su Youyou pointed to the dishes that Zhao Zihao had 'eaten' for the little ghost and asked, "Zhao Zihao, why don't you eat these dishes?"

As she spoke, she also picked up a plate with chopsticks, and put the red oil ear silk that was relatively close to her into her mouth, but as soon as she put it in her mouth, she chewed it twice and spit it out again.

"Ahh ”

Zhao Zihao could only say vaguely while eating his elbow: "I don't know, maybe this dish is not ready!"

The three of them naturally didn't believe Zhao Zihao's words, but with what the old abbot said, they reluctantly accepted this strange thing that happened to Zhao Zihao.

Zhao Zihao didn't eat a bite of the dishes that the little ghost had eaten, and when he left, Su Youyou deliberately said to him: "Zhao Zihao, you bought these dishes, you waste them like this, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Not to mention that Zhao Zihao is very full now, even if he is hungry, he will not eat the leftover things of the little ghost, he doesn't want to try the taste.

He deliberately said with a bitter face: "Alas, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Now there are relatively few people going down the mountain, so they are not on the steps, just sit and watch the cable car down the mountain, everyone is quieter on the way home, after all, after climbing so many steps, and visiting the Big Buddha Temple for a long time, this will also be tired.

Today, in the underworld, some antique lovers got together again and held an antique exchange symposium again.

Each of them held at least one item in their hands, some were calligraphy and paintings, and some were jade, but these items all existed in the form of phantoms, and they didn't want Zhao Zihao to burn the scroll to Hu Demao, which was a real object.

Hu Demao took his newly purchased paintings, shook them three times, and arrived just in time for the symposium to begin.

His arrival immediately caused the laughter of the ghosts, because everyone is in this circle, who knows each other very well what objects, and they hold this symposium just to kill time.

But Hu Demao is different from them, Hu Demao is the only one who has nothing in his hand, and has been making up for the circle, he used to come to every symposium, and he was full of people's collections, saying that it was not good, that was not good, compared with the collections he had before his death, but he couldn't take out things himself, so every time he came to participate, the ghosts were the first to squeeze on him.

"Yo! This is not Hu Demao, is this time he is pretending to be a big expert empty-handed?"

This ghost's words caused a burst of ridicule in the house, if it was Hu Demao before, he would definitely turn his head and leave, but this time it was different, he came with something, just to slap these ghosts in the face, and to make all the blame for all the years he had endured.

Hu Demao disdainfully said to the ghost who was the first to debug: "Garbage!"

The ghost just wanted to stand up and argue with him, but was immediately stopped by the ghost next to him.

"Don't talk yet, let's see how he wants to pretend to be forced this time to trick the collection in our hands to play!"

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