Luo Wencheng came back from taking the futon from the City God Temple, and as soon as he entered the door, he met Li Laosan who ran out of the door in a hurry. was about to say hello and ask him where he was going, but Li Laosan had already run out half the street, and he was really agile.

Luo Wencheng watched Li Laosan run out of the village, only to see his master Lao Liu Tou when he turned around.

"Master, where are you going? ？”

"Reincarnation!" Lao Liu glanced at Luo Wencheng and said angrily.

"No, it's not so strict, right?" Luo Wencheng was stunned in place.

"Hey, I won't tell you!" Old Liu Tou waved his hand and continued to walk out the door, only a few steps after he walked out, he stopped again, turned his head and said: "Oh, by the way, the little doll of the Li family is still lying in the guest room, you take care of him, this doll will notify me as soon as he wakes up!"

"Yes, Master. Luo Wencheng nodded repeatedly.

Old Liu Tou didn't pay attention to Luo Wencheng anymore and left directly, but at this time he walked very slowly, his lame legs, and he staggered slowly with his rickety body, and he actually saw a little bit of desolation in his last years. Luo Wenchen looked at the back, a little sad for no reason, Master, really old.

Lao Liu Tou surprisingly did not return to the Chenghuang Temple this time, but took another road in the village, that is, the road that Li Laosan took when he entered the village. He walked to the nameless little temple, stopped, hesitated for a moment, pushed open the door and walked in. This small temple is still as eerie as ever, and the cold is overwhelming. Old Liu shrunk his shoulders and crossed his hands in front of his chest. At this time, a yin wind arose from the small temple and blew to the door, and the wooden door of the small temple creaked shut, as if someone was standing there and stretched out his hand to close the door. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would be very frightened by now.

Old Liu Tou looked at the demons in the small temple, frowned, and then walked to the statue of Lord Yama and sat on the futon in front of the statue. When he looked around, the entire small temple was covered with cobwebs, and the shrines on the ground were covered with thick dust. Lao Liu Tou couldn't help but shake his head, and actually sang a big drama in this "Yin Si Difu". But after only singing one sentence, it stopped abruptly, and it was as if his mouth was suddenly covered by something.

"What's the matter, you don't like to listen to it, so I'll sing in another play." Old Liu Tou shook his head, then looked up at the hideous and terrifying black face of Lord Yama, and said with a smile.

"What? You told me to stop singing. Don't, I have built you such a small temple, although the incense is not prosperous, but it is also a love, isn't it? You just let me sing for a while, I really can't hum a couple of sentences. Old Liu Tou pleaded with the statue, but in the end he seemed to be defeated. So he gave up the idea of singing and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, I saved the doll this time, have I exhausted all the little longevity that your old man rewarded me?" He paused for a moment, as if waiting for the other party's answer, and after a few seconds, his face became extremely solemn, and then he said dejectedly: "It turns out that the ghost is already on the way!"

He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, thinking about it, and fell asleep in a daze, and he fell asleep.

In the dream, Lao Liu Tou was in a dark place, and there was a tall figure not far in front of him, but he couldn't see his face clearly. Old Liu Tou stood up and walked towards the black shadow, but no matter how he walked, the distance didn't seem to change at all.

"Whatever is said there, I'll listen!" The figure in the darkness suddenly spoke, and the sound was like a bell.

After hearing the voice, his face was happy, and he knelt down with a "bang", lowered his head and said: "I knew that you would definitely see me, yes, I want to ask you for some more time, just a few years, I know this is too unruly, but I really need time now." ”

"No way!" Listening to Lao Liu Tou's words, the figure only replied with two words, but these two words were indescribably cold in Lao Liu's heart.

"Otherwise, I don't want a few years, you just give me a year, I'll report by myself after I finish my work, and I won't bother your old man to send someone again, what do you think." Seeing that the other party did not agree, Lao Liu Tou hurriedly lowered his requirements.

This time, the shadow simply stopped talking, just shook his head gently.

"Not for a year!" Lao Liu Tou felt desperate, and he didn't kneel anymore, but simply sat on the ground and stopped talking.

I don't know how long it took, the black shadow suddenly asked, "It has something to do with your master?"

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to speak, Lao Liu Tou immediately came to his senses, got up from the ground all of a sudden, nodded constantly, and then said, "I think he is back." However, it is not certain. ”

"Is that so?" The black shadow pondered for a while and continued: "Okay, I'll give you a few more months, at the latest until the seventh day of the seventh month, you must go to the underworld to report, it will be against heaven to let you live!"

"Thank you grandpa, thank you grandpa!" Lao Liu was playing haha, but his heart was happy. The black shadow disappeared, and Lao Liu's dream came to an end.

Lao Liu Tou woke up, rubbed his eyes, stood up, and when he turned his head, he saw two green-faced and fanged ghosts standing in the shadow in the corner of the small temple, waiting for his big eyes to stare at him, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Old Liu, come with us!" One of the ghosts said, but he didn't speak, and he didn't know where the voice came from.

"It's the first time you've been both, aren't you tired?" Lao Liu Tou was angry and funny when he saw these two "old friends".

Seeing that the two ghosts almost didn't answer, Lao Liu Tou continued: "Go back and restore your life, your grandfather has changed his mind again." Old Liu Tou ignored them as he spoke, but swaggered towards the temple gate.

The two ghosts glanced at Lao Liu, and after a battle between the heavens and the people, they didn't dare to stop it, and then they looked at each other, as if they were thinking about why the Lord of Hades would always open their nets to this lame strange old man, of course, their two wooden fish heads would never understand, so they had to leave again.

Old Liu Tou turned around and said with a smile to the statue of Hades in the small temple: "Thank you, grandpa, but there is no wine to greet your old man today." As he spoke, he shook the empty wine gourd in his hand.

Old Liu Tou left the small temple and walked into the gloomy Huangquan Road written by him, and then squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil on a lonely grave, smelled it, and this smell actually asked a little angry in this gloomy place. The old man was overjoyed, scattered the soil back to the grave, and then sang Peking Opera all the way and strolled along the "Huangquan Road".

Not far away, Fan Youwei, a young man herding cattle, happened to witness this scene.

"Immortals, madmen!" Fan Youwei shuddered.