The cold at the end of autumn blows from Weishui, and the city of Gangneung is full of residual leaves and branches. I have been exiled to this point, and it has not been a spring or autumn.

However, the fireworks in the world are sweet and thick, and they make me strong and fat.

People believe in gods and Buddhas, and they are building temples to worship gods and goddesses, and the incense in the world is prosperous. The girl who asks for marriage worships the old man of the moon and asks for a red rope, the weak and sick son asks for a longevity, and the lady who asks for a child offers incense to Guanyin every day......

There are not many gods and Buddhas, I don't know if they can take care of them, and the gods and Buddhas are also busy every day.

People always have a belief, which has nothing to do with gods and Buddhas, and has nothing to do with desires, just like adding some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to a full pot of porridge.

Each capital city is dedicated to the gods of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it is rumored that the gods of the four seasons are vast, and everyone competes to pursue them, but which god is not the Tao is supernatural.

The four seasons of prosperity and eternal glory in the world depend on the blessing of these four gods.

In the spring, give the spring god a big melon and fruit wine, good words, ask for good luck in spring, the beginning of the year is auspicious, this god is the most popular, people are thinking about the four seasons like spring.

The offerings to the summer and autumn seasons are not bad, and their believers are also doing well, for example, the business of the Han who drives the boat is booming, and the Shanshui farmers are making a lot of money.

Few people worship the god of winter, and if there is one, they pray that he will come early and take away the cold and frost of his own body......

I envy the gods of the four seasons who eat more and eat well, if one day they can cultivate and ascend, if they can one day cultivate and ascend, why don't they ask which god in the four seasons should be, and the spring god is preferred.

But after thinking about it, the gods and immortals all ascended after cultivating Bigu, and they didn't eat these melons and fruits except for some incense. Putting it aside and wasting it, looking at it and not being able to eat it, is really a pain that hurts the heart and body.

It's better to be a demon now.

I've been raised by Wan Niang for ten days, but I'm really getting lazy day by day, and this day is probably more comfortable than the gods. The years are the pig feed, either to feed fat or strong.

I am afraid that I will not wake up in a comfortable sleep, and if there is a sudden storm to refresh me.

Wan Niang always carried me out to buy vegetables, and I had a deep and cordial relationship with her bamboo basket. However, my skin and flesh are delicate, and I am always uncomfortable by the rough bamboo basket, and the bottom of the basket leaks, and winter is just around the corner, and the cold wind blows and freezes my cat hair to stand on end.

On this day she had come to worship the Temple of the Four Seasons, and she was so steady that I was drowning in the basket. When will this wandering day be the end?

Although it was pitch black, there was a lot of noise outside, and the smell of incense drilled my whole nose.

She lowered the bamboo basket and lifted the curtain, and I finally regained my light. When I stared, I saw the four statues of gods offered in the temple, and the incense burner was melodiously spitting smoke rings.

Wan Niang pinched the three incense sticks in the basket and worshiped the autumn god devoutly.

"This autumn, the five grains are abundant, orange, yellow, orange and green, fortunately blessed by God, the believer woman has no worries about food and clothing. ”

"I wish ...... here"

In addition, she pinched a few sticks of incense and worshiped the other three gods respectively, praying that she would be well fed and warmly clothed.

She worshiped the god of winter, inserted three incense sticks, and the incense trip was complete. I looked in front of the winter god, bare, but at this time Wan Niang offered him three incense sticks.

Wan Niang worshiped the winter god by the way, and also put some melons and fruits by the way.

This winter god is miserable, looking at the other brothers full of fragrant food, he must be aggrieved and panicked, and he is also hungry. But if you don't like others, it's no wonder that others.

Looking forward to it through the curtain, half of my cat brain poked out. She walked swaying, and the cool breeze pulled at my face. The looming clouds and smoke stirred up the mountains and rivers, the bald pine trees had an old-fashioned appearance, and the rivers and streams rarely saw swimming fish.

She stepped into a restaurant, and the bumps made me dizzy. I heard that Wan Niang drank a big sip of water and exhaled the sound of pleasure.

I opened the curtain again, half of the cat's brain was outside the bamboo basket, and when I saw that she was drinking comfortably, I felt that my mouth was also dry and unbearable, and I wanted to drink and be full of water. I stared at her pitifully with cat's eyes, but she couldn't read my thoughts.

At this time, she had a cordial conversation with the restaurant maid.

"Wan Niang, I don't know how much money you earned with that son, but more than staying in a restaurant?"

Wan Niang shook her head.

"Regret not being at the beginning! Regret not being at the beginning!" she hammered the table in anger, and my cat body was startled. "If it weren't for the provocation of his restaurant that day, saying that I am not skilled, I would have become his cook in one breath. ”

"Tsk, it looks like you're not a little angry. ”

"This gentleman is really very picky, how could I have thought that I would be humiliated at the hands of this person......"

They talked enthusiastically, and they were comfortable, but no one cared about whether my cat was thirsty or hungry. I want to close my eyes, and I can't see the wine glasses outside, fish, meat, vegetables and vegetables......

The road is narrow, the road is narrow, and the eyes are full of enemies.

I turned my head to look at the corner of the restaurant, and a familiar green shadow came into my eyes.

My heart trembled without saying hello, that person was not my brother.

I couldn't help but stretch out my cat brain on the bamboo basket and look at that person with interest.

The elder brother looked in a very bad mood, the hairpin was loosely tied up, the green robe was soft, frowned, his eyes were depressed, and he started to pour wine.

Drink one cup at a time without cutting it off.

My cat's face was depressed, but I shook my head to wake myself up, but I didn't want to be fooled by this person's appearance again.

A few days ago, there was a funeral in Junfu, and the mourners were not only the entire Jun family, but also several very famous families. The people all said that although this person was vicious, he was just a filial son, and he couldn't get out of the pain after guarding his father's spirit.

When the war was at the head, the emperor ordered him to restore the right to lead the army, and this white incident came suddenly, and he decisively gave up the military power and insisted on filial piety.

His filial piety touched many men, women and children. But only I know, I saw with my own eyes, how his father died.

I shuddered.

Fortunately, I didn't see myself by my brother, Wan Niang held up the bamboo basket and said goodbye to the old guy, and I had countless thoughts in my heart.

Eating and drinking with Wan Niang is a day, I don't want to be caught by this person again, and being slaughtered once the knife falls is much better than being tortured by those demon masters.

I couldn't help but feel sad and shed old tears.

The autumn color of the courtyard is darker, and the rows of thick branches of the trees are bald, but their waists are covered with cotton wool. Survive the winter in peace.

Cousin Jun Ze leaned on the chair, the sun was still warm at this time, he sat in the small pavilion, the light fog was thick, and the wind chimes were ringing.

In front of him sat a thin girl, caressing the lute, the voice was slow but very comfortable, and it was in harmony with the wind chimes.

I was held in Wan Niang's arms, her arms were warm and fragrant, and the wind couldn't blow my body, which was really comfortable.

Cousin Junze crossed Erlang's legs, listened to the song, and was a beauty in front of him, more comfortable than me.

At this time, Wan Niang didn't want to see the pale face, and when she caught a glimpse, she wanted to hide from afar.

However, the road is not narrow, so how can it be called a wrongdoer.

"Xia Yinwan ......"

She was still called away by the faint and feeble voice.

The lonely bird flew away, leaving a few scratches in the sky. The light chrysanthemum fragrance that can't be found is wrapped around my heart.

The sound of the pipa continued to play low.

"Hungry. He turned his face, his face decadent and unchanging, always the same as if he was owed money by others, and I thought it was because he was a dead man.

"My son is hungry. He called again. Wan Niang shook her head and stroked my cat hair.

"Childe, I don't have much work right now. ”

I was called back and forth for so long, and I was not welcomed, if I were to pluck out Jun Ze's head.

I nodded the cat's head.

Jun Zejiro's legs are high.

"I heard that you handed in your resignation in the morning. He touched his chin, not knowing what was going on.

"Hmm. Wan Niang nodded stiffly.

Jun Ze turned around, his eyes were sly, and his brows were furrowed. "I tore it up. ”

Wan Niang: ......

I:......

Not only should he pluck out his head, but he should not be left with his neck.

Wan Niang sighed, resisting the arrogance that would not explode. "Childe, you can't get used to my food, so you can change me. ”

"You make things difficult for me every day, and you don't want me to go. This behavior will make people think that you have taken a fancy to me. ”

I find this very intimidating.

Jun Ze was shocked when he heard this, and he beckoned the pipa girl to stop. Snorted coldly.

"Me? ”

"Unless I'm dead. ”

It's also very intimidating, but it's a little weird to chew on.

Wan Niang twisted and pinched, embarrassed to pull her cheeks, but she pulled my cheeks, and I couldn't open my mouth to cry out in pain.

She said lightly: "Childe, aren't you already dead." ”

The boy was startled.

"But I don't have much time. ”

"That's why you can bully me. ”

He sighed lamentingly.

Since Jun Ze deceived the corpse, life has not been easy, and there are only a handful of comfortable days.

When he was covered with a white cloth, his parents and sisters cried and shouted and begged him to wake up, and they called out bitterly to the white-haired man to send the black-haired man. When he did what they wanted, he cheated the corpse, and his father and mother were so frightened that they almost didn't pass.

It is especially unknowable whether the person who cheats the corpse is a blessing or a curse, and it sounds reasonable to call it evil. So his father and mother invited a few mages, together with their own demon magicians, to subdue the evil in the corpse.

"Shang Yu, the family is fine, you can go with peace of mind. ”

"This mortal world is full of yang, but it's not a place for ghosts...... "His father begged him day and night.

"Mortal .......," he scoffed.

"Childe, you are also very capable, and you can return the yang. ”

Wan Niang said cautiously and tentatively.

Jun Ze was complaining again, and his pupils were blank.

"Lord Yama doesn't accept it. ”

Wan Niang: ......

I:......

It is true that Jun Ze had no ability to do it during his lifetime, but Lord Yama also began to pick it like this? Take me, for example.

"I always thought I was going to live well. ”

"When life is sparse, I can't accept myself anymore. ”

I've only seen this sentimental person in a playbook, and most of them are delicate girls.

"If only I had met you earlier, it would have been nice to accept myself earlier. ”

At this time, the wind chimes swayed gently, and it turned out to be an orange cat that popped out of nowhere.

I look at my own hair and am sure that this orange cat's fur is not as soft and delicate as mine.

The orange cat got into Jun Ze's arms, and Jun Ze touched the cat, curious about how Jun Ze felt about the orange cat.

Jun Ze glanced at me in Wan Niang's arms, and then looked down at his orange cat.

"Your cat is fatter than me!" He praised. Wan Niang is very useful when she hears this, and of course she is fat when she raises herself well.

But my cat face was embarrassed, and I was slightly congested, and I tugged at my belly, feeling that I was not as fat as they said.

How could I be fatter than that fat orange.