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There is a small shop at the head of the village in Xiaogang Village, the owner is the nephew of the village chief's sister-in-law's husband's family, at this moment he is happily counting the grandfather Mao in his hand, because the village chief's house has been haunted for the past two days, which has made the whole village panic, it just so happens that this is the Midyear Festival, and every household in the whole village has come to buy yellow paper stacked ingots, and the amount of the previous year has been sold in one day.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the hall, Wang Er shivered, put down the money in his hand and prepared to close the door, but the gust of wind seemed to bring a lot of dust, which confused his eyes, and when he rubbed his eyes, a low voice suddenly came from his ears: "How to sell yellow paper." ”

"Yellow paper? 100 sheets of twenty, no counteroffer! Wang Er said while rubbing his eyes.

"I want two thousand!"

Two thousand? Wang Er Daxi hurriedly put down his hand to rub his eyes, and faintly saw a figure standing in front of the door in his tearful eyes: "The boss wants two thousand?" 200 bucks! ”

The owner of the voice took out two red banknotes and put them in Wang Er's hand, Wang Er couldn't see it clearly, and touched the other party's hand, "Hey, why is it so cold!" There was no temperature at all, it was the same as coming out of the refrigerator. ”

Wang Er casually put the money in his pocket, squinted his eyes that were still crying and asked, "Is there anything else you need?" ”

But no one answered, and when he finally finished blinking, he found that there was no one in the empty store, and at the same time, the hundred sheets of paper in a pack on the cabinet were missing twenty packs, Wang Er shook his head: "What a strange guy." Then he excitedly took out two banknotes, and with these two, today's sales will exceed 3,000!

Hey, it feels a little wrong, Wang Er took the two banknotes closer and took a closer look, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out, these two turned out to be dark coins! Immediately afterwards, Wang Er remembered the hand that had just touched the other party, it was cold and had no temperature, wasn't that the hand of a dead man!

Wang Er jumped up with a snort, and ran to the statue of the God of Wealth to kowtow in chaos, regardless of whether the God of Wealth caught the ghost or not, anyway, it doesn't matter what kind of fairy is for Wang Er at this moment, even if he gives him a broom fairy, he will not make a mistake!

But he said that on the side of the Nameless Mountain, Liu Laoliu put twenty packets of yellow paper in front of Li Fan, and arched his hand and said, "Dao Chief, this yellow paper is here, what are you doing below?" ”

Li Fan smiled slightly: "I'm going to help with half makeup below." Zhao Banxiang, who was listening to the side, was stunned, "Ah, I'll help?"

Li Fan nodded: "Half makeup is ingenious, just ask you to use scissors to cut out the paper clothes and paper horses, just have a rough shape!" Cut as much as you can! ”

Zhao Banxiang nodded with a red face, silently picked up the scissors, and just thought about it for a while and began to cut it, it feels good to be needed

Li Fan looked at Zhao Banmakeup in surprise and cut out one piece in just a few clicks, it seems that all two thousand pieces can be cut tonight! At this time, the five ghosts ran over with the coffin board again, and shouted from afar: "Dao Chief, we have found all the coffins, you can see if it can be done!" ”

So Li Fan sat on the coffin board again and came to the mass grave, only to see a few coffins made of good wood on the ground lined up in the open space, with the miserable wind and ghost fire environment of this mass grave, if you shoot a horror movie, you don't even need to use cloth, just start shooting!

Li Fan knocked on these coffin boards, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and said apologetically: "The bones of the wronged people are temporarily housed in the soil pit, and they will definitely be put back tomorrow." ”

Several ghosts who looked like old men hurriedly waved their hands: "Don't dare, I can't get used to this group of unscrupulous descendants for a long time, and I hope that the Taoist chief will teach them a good lesson, so that they know that there are gods three feet above their heads, people are doing it, and the sky is watching!" ”

Li Fan agreed: "This is exactly what I intended!" ”

It was getting late and late, the moon had already climbed high above the treetops, and a group of ghosts gathered on the mass grave, and even Li Fan couldn't bear the ghostly spirit, so he could only pinch the trick silently, but Zhao Banxiang had no different color, but was a little like a fish in water, Li Fan pointed to the paper man and paper horse in front of him and shouted vigorously: "Come here two thousand ghosts who look more burly!" One person takes a piece of paper clothes and a paper horse, and writes his birthday on the back! ”

The group of ghosts suddenly stepped forward in a mess and scrambled: "Get up!" You haven't even reached 1.6 meters to grab something? "Are you embarrassed to say me? Aren't you only 161? "Go away, I'm 1.65 meters!"

Liu Lao Liu just wanted to go up and get a piece with his old qualifications, but he heard Li Fan shouting: "Sixth man, come here!" Liu Lao Liu floated in front of Li Fan and looked curiously at the two rather delicate paper clothes and paper fans and asked, "Dao Chief, what is this?" ”

Li Fan handed him the paper clothes and paper fan: "Write your birthday, and you will play the role of a military advisor?" "Strategist?" Liu Laoliu suddenly felt that his legs didn't hurt anymore, and his waist didn't hurt anymore, as an old ghost living in a feudal society, he failed to be a marquis and a general during his lifetime, and it seemed very good to be a military advisor when he died. happily took the clothes and paper fan and left.

Li Fan then called out to a group of imps, and also handed them some more delicate villain clothes and paper lanterns, and asked them to take them to write their birthdays.

After a while, the ghosts finally got their things ready. Li Fan came to a big pit and threw down a fire talisman, only to hear a bang. The flames rose into the sky.

Li Fan raised the small wooden sword, took a step, and opened his mouth to read: "Qi Periodicals, Dawei, Erwei, etc., devout the worship of the ghosts of the nameless mountain!" Disciple Li Fan was saddened by the thought of this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, so he specially announced that he wanted to sacrifice this group of ghosts and tell heaven and earth that there is a division! Huangquan has a feeling, come to taste it. Alas!

Feast!"

Li Fan's prayer voice was not loud, but it echoed on the ground, all the ghosts could hear it clearly, Zhao Banxiang took down all the meals he had made during the day, put them on the ground, inserted chopsticks, and a group of ghosts walked in front of these meals in a line, one person only sniffed one mouthful, never sniffed much, some ghosts even sniffed and cried out after sniffing, kneeling on the ground and yelling: "It's been a hundred years, and after a hundred years, I finally tasted the taste of food again!" Oh my! You hack to death those unscrupulous descendants who have forgotten their ancestors! ”

The group of ghosts who had eaten the meal silently threw the paper clothes in their hands into the fire pit, and there was an atmosphere called slaughter in the air, today, they were going to be righteous in their ghost bodies!

The lights in the Wang family's mansion were bright, and I heard that the village chief Wang Youcai had invited a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts, and all the villagers of the whole village came to watch this strange thing that had never been seen before.

Lao Dao took his eight face-to-face apprentices to hide in a small room to discuss their plan of action: "When those two people come, I will introduce them into this room, and then you will put on a sack, knock you unconscious, seal your mouth and take it away, and the rest will be handled when I arrive." The eight hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Lao Dao smiled with satisfaction, thinking of Li Fan's disbelief on his face, and even sang a small song happily: "I think Lao Tzu's team was only 7.8 people"

Wang Youcai, the village chief in the house, and his wife Pan Cuihua were walking around anxiously, not looking at the room where the old Taoist priest was, and when the old Taoist priest finally walked out of the room, the two hurriedly greeted him: "Taoist chief, this time is almost up, let's hurry up and prepare!" ”

The old Taoist patted Wang Youcai's hand with a kind face: "Don't panic, the old Taoist has already laid out the Maoshan Great Array, and the two ghosts are caught!" Wang Youcai and Pan Cuihua nodded again and again: "That's good, that's good." ”

Looking at the time, the old Taoist priest walked outside quickly and shouted in high spirits: "Open the altar!" Raise the flag! The crowd burst into discussion and squeezed forward, wanting to see more clearly.

And at this moment, there are still ten minutes until twelve o'clock!

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】