Chapter 115: Zhongyuan Society
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This passage appeared in the notebook.
Wang Kangjian's eyes lit up, and he cautiously glanced at the teacher who was speaking on the podium, and said in a low voice: "Really? How many are there? ā
"At least a few dozen."
Wang Kangjian nodded, glanced at Qu Xiang, and the two little rabbit cubs said in unison: "Go for a trip that night." ā
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"They're going to visit the haunted house, won't you persuade them?"
Lin Yun's voice sounded in his mind, Zhang Jue took a sip of tea, stood in the office and watched the students playing on the playground outside, shaking his head gently.
"Now I'm going to be an outsider first, the big day of health is approaching, I can't interfere with him, so as not to destroy the original direction, I'm afraid it's either a blessing or a curse."
"What do you mean is in the haunted house?"
"I don't know."
"Then I'm going to take a look at the front station first?"
"It didn't work. You always remember that what can be called a catastrophe is only a flying disaster. ā
"I disagree, in addition to catastrophes, other disasters can also be considered disasters."
"No, you're wrong, except for misfortune, everything else can only be called cause and effect."
"What about being hit by a car?"
"That's a calamity, and it's also called a calamity."
"What about dying suddenly and suffering from a serious illness?"
"That's cause and effect."
"What about being plotted by villains?"
"It's also cause and effect."
"I won't tell you, I think your unfathomable appearance now is becoming more and more like a magic stick."
Lin Yun spoke, sitting among the white clouds but secretly realized it. Causally? Disaster? Seems to make some sense.
Zhang Jue smiled dumbly, but when he looked in the direction of the teaching building, he lost his smile. sighed in my heart, Wang Kangjian, this time I can really only look at your creation. The closer the day gets, the more pressure I feel in my heart, and if I can be stressed, it means that I can't save you. It's up to you to make things up to you.
There is a reason why Zhang Jue let Wang Kangjian do everything, let him take the wandering ghosts home, and let him do anything. Because Zhang Jue felt that as time went by, he became more and more unable to control the progress of things, and Wang Kangjian's catastrophe was probably more cruel than he imagined, and he was powerless.
Let it go, since it is a catastrophe of nine deaths and one life, then there is still one life in nine deaths. If he intervenes rashly, he may end his whole life.
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"Shhhh
Wang Kangjian whispered, following behind seven or eight ghost brothers, as if a ghost had entered the village.
Anyway, now that Wang Kangjian and Qu Xiang are two little rabbit cubs, they are getting bolder and bolder. In the past, they didn't dare to walk alone at night, but now it's not a problem.
Not only did he walk to the wilderness, but he also followed seven or eight ghosts to quietly move forward in this place where he couldn't see his fingers, and the purpose was to visit the haunted house. Don't want this guts.
Therefore, people are actually sponges, springs. The potential is infinite, it depends on how you squeeze it.
Fear is also infinite, and the more you press, the greater the elasticity.
Under the moonlight, among the weeds, a quiet, quaint brick house stood. From a distance, there is an eerie atmosphere.
None of the nearby villagers dared to come in this vicinity, but the two children were going in today.
Wang Kangjian and Qu Xiang trotted a few steps, followed closely by the younger brothers who were walking faster and faster in front, and finally slipped to the root of the wall, and then jumped up and climbed onto the courtyard wall.
Qu Xiangzha shouted: "Fellow villagers, fathers, brothers and sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents, hello." ā
Such a shout frightened Wang Kangjian at the same time, and almost scared the group of dead souls floating around in the house.
One by one, they looked at Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian resentfully, angrily, and thoughtfully, and slowly glanced over.
Last night, if they saw this scene, Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian were so frightened that they peed their pants. But not today.
But I saw Wang Kangjian answer and said: "We have no other meaning here, everyone, we master and apprentice understand the difficulties of the dead soul, and want to accumulate some yin virtue, communicate with everyone, and make friends." ā
"Charity!" Qu Xiang said.
Wang Kangjian nodded hurriedly: "Ah yes, it's Shi Shan." As long as everyone makes friends with us and truly makes friends, we promise. ā
Qu Xiang answered: "Wax paper watch, ingots paper money, everything is indispensable to you." ā
The ghosts were stunned, fools, right? Neurotic, right?
At this time, the seven or eight 'friends' that Qu Xiang and the two had made before came out, stood in a neat row, and clasped their fists at those strange ghosts. In a ghost word that the two of them could not hear:
"Brothers and sisters, these two are the great benevolent people of the world, this is Wang Dashanren, and the other is his apprentice Qu Dashanren. The two are considerate of the souls of the dead, curious about the world of the souls, have the heart of caring for the common people in the world, and have the virtue of not being ashamed to ask. I don't ask for anything in return, I just want to make friends......"
The conversation lasted for a long time, and Wang Kangjian and Qu Xiang treated these dozens of "new ghosts" equally, lit three sticks of incense, and bowed their heads.
I don't know who came up with a bad idea, saying that now everyone is an organized and disciplined soul, and they all live with Wang Kangjian's master and apprentice, so they will definitely become a gang and give a loud name.
Wang Kangjian's brain turned: "Zhongyuan Society! ā
Zhongyuan is the Zhongyuan of the Zhongyuan Festival, that is, the Zhongyuan of the Halloween Festival. And set refers to the association.
As a result, the world-class "people in the underworld in the yang world" and the "exchange between the yin and yang worlds" organization were born in the future.
When Wang Kangjian and Qu Xiang walked out of the ghost house, there were already a large number of lonely ghosts behind them, and the seven or eight ghosts followed behind with a straight face at first, and the dozens of new ghosts were full of anticipation, wanting to see if these two people were really as stupid as they said.
For the first time, the two of them felt that they could be so majestic, walking in front, followed by dozens of ghosts behind, and they were more in the limelight than the boss of Hey Society.
Walking through the streets and alleys, picking places with a large flow of people, the two of them can be said to be too addicted. Then Wang Kangjian withdrew some money from the bank, came to a shroud shop, and slapped his wallet on the table:
"I want everything you have here."
The boss was terrified, he had never seen such a generous filial son......
Several carts of things for the dead were pulled into the wilderness, and the fire went down, and the dozens of ghosts were completely convinced by the two good people of Wang and Qu. The serious began to follow them, pointing to the east and not to the west, and to the dog not to catch the chicken.
Although they are still very confused, they don't know what the purpose of these two good people is, and what they are going to do when they gather so many ghosts? What do you need to do yourself?
Well, you don't need to know, they seem to be just there to make friends......
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