In fact, the duty of this god has always been a matter of ghosts and Yu Fang in ancient times, and in ancient times, mortals were scarce, and they could be said to be at their fingertips on guarding the mortal portal and preventing them from being harassed by sneakers.

However, their responsibilities have gradually become more and more complicated, and the underworld has evolved through the precipitation of a long time, and the door god is no longer within the scope of their involvement, but the door god candidate has always been the ghost Che is responsible for personally selecting it.

Bai Xiyue looked at the ghost and evil spirit, the ancient scrolls recorded, there is a big peach tree in Taodu Mountain, the branches are coiled for three thousand miles, there is a golden phoenix on the tree, and it will sing when the sun comes out.

At this time, there will be two gods under the tree, one called Light and the other called Yu, both of whom are armed with reed ropes, guarding the ominous ghosts that harass mortals, and killing them if they are caught.

The two gods are naturally capable of catching ghosts, they often check on the hundred ghosts under the peach trees on the Shuo Mountain, but whenever they find a ghost that harms humans, they catch it and feed it to the tiger, or they are eaten alive, and only Yu Fang can do it.

In the past, the mortal years were covered with a red seal on a large piece of yellow paper, or painted the image of the heavenly master Zhong Kui, or painted in the shape of the five poisonous charms, as a portrait of the door god, hanging and peddling, every year during the New Year, people rushed to buy, pasted on the middle door to avoid the evil ghosts in the year.

The image of Zhong Kui is a leopard with a red head, eyes like a ring, a nose like a hook, ears like a bell, wearing a black gauze hat, black shoes on his feet, wearing a big red robe, holding a bright sword in his right hand, catching ghosts in his left hand, glaring angrily, a majestic and righteous appearance.

As for the other Duke of Qin, who has been promoted from a mortal general to a ghost official in the recent past, this general has been fighting horses all his life, killing enemies like cutting melons, collecting corpses and gathering ants, why be afraid of ghosts?

Once in the mortal world wearing a strong armor, holding a long sword, guarding the palace gate for the emperor, deterring the evil that threatens the royal family, a heroic and righteous spirit, ghosts and evil can not get close, bless the safety of the royal family, near death, he insists on guarding the palace gate every day at night instead of the general, and sincerely upright.

Such an iron-clad mortal should have gone to the Pure Land of Bliss to enjoy the highest comfortable treatment in the world after death, but when he was in the underworld, when Oni Che proposed that he could serve as a ghost official in the underworld, judge the faults and merits of the dead ghosts in the mortal world on weekdays, and assume the position of the door god, the general agreed without hesitation.

After the chaos of the Three Realms, people lived a life without ghosts and immortals for the time being, and gradually forgot that the door gods were the guardian gods assigned by the gods to mortals to prevent sneaky invasions.

Zhong Kui blew his sideburns like flames, and asked with his fists: "Ghost Divine Monarch, we are responsible for guarding the people, do you need me to help catch ghosts?" ”

Ghost Che raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "When the time comes, you will know how bad the situation is, and you may not even be able to keep yourself busy, let alone help." ”

Zhong Kui hadn't seen any ghosts for so many years, and said curiously: "How did these ghosts come out?" It will appear like a weed. ”

Ghost Che looked at the dim golden sky of Jinling City, squinted his eyes and said: "Maybe they have appeared a long time ago, just waiting for the right time to develop and grow, haven't you met mortals in the underworld who are not dead in the number of fate?" ”

Zhong Kui and Qin Gong bowed their heads and pondered silently, and Ghost Che said beside him: "It's just that these dead mortals are not enough to attract the attention of the underworld, but it doesn't mean that there are no ghosts and monsters. ”

Qin Gong held the golden double hammer in his hand and said incomprehensibly: "Since you can maintain your balance quietly, why do you suddenly start to wreak havoc on mortal lives so blatantly?" ”

If you hadn't seen the power of that murderer, maybe Oni Che would have been a little puzzled, but now everything is clear, Oni Che said in a low and gloomy voice: "Boss, these ghosts are waiting for the leader, and they want to turn the mortal world into a state where demons can be full of evil, just like in the past." The heyday of the coexistence of ghosts and mortals. ”

Zhong Kui has been in the underworld for a longer time than Qin Gong, and this practice can be understood, after all, such a period did exist and was maintained very well, and later there were cultivators and immortals, maintaining a three-legged situation until that happened.

He proposed, "How does the Divine Monarch plan to let things develop now?" Why don't you try again."

Ghost Che shook his head in disagreement and said, "Everything is gradual, how can it be achieved at one time?" Although mortal lives are as easy to die as young seedlings, they are also the lives of living beings, not pawns of our Protoss experiments. ”

Zhong Kui and Qin Gong nodded approvingly, and Ghost Che handed over the painting of the door god that was high enough to form a small mountain to the mountain spirit, and repeatedly told him that the matter of making people stick to the door god needed Li Jiaze's full cooperation, and it would be enforced with a set of official authority of mortals, and when people found out that they were really well-informed, they would willingly accept it again.

The mountain spirit urged the door of the beautiful woman in the family to paste the paintings of Zhong Kui and Qin Gongmenshen, and the ordinary people who did not receive the paintings of the door gods looked anxious, and would rather believe that they had it, and they did not believe that they did it, so they found the painter at home to imitate the patterns drawn by the ghost, worship the gods, and offer the consecration of the tribute to the gods.

Things spread ten to hundred, before the time of the demon, almost all people have pasted a painting of the door god at the door of the house, and some mortals have heard that this god is a ghost official who specializes in the evil door, and try to find a god statue to invite to the house.

Zhang Yuanwai is a large family in Jinling City doing silk business, and he has been very nervous about his life recently, not for anything else, just because there is a flower-like girl in his family, although it is not a national color and fragrance, it can be regarded as a famous Shih Tzu beauty in the whole street, and the women who have recently died are all beautiful qualifications, and the stitches that stain the reputation and dig the heart are shocked, just imagination is shocking, let alone let him personally experience the pain of losing his daughter.

Hearing that Master Taifu asked people to receive the painting of the door god to ward off evil spirits, he sent his subordinates to quickly receive a copy, and was about to paste it at the door of his daughter's boudoir, when his daughter walked out of the house and scolded his subordinates for why they wanted to post such ugly two men.

Hearing that her daughter was so disrespectful to the door god, Zhang Yuanwai's wife hurriedly stepped forward to cover her mouth and said orderly: "Grandma, stop talking nonsense, when I let go of my hand, you spit on the ground three times in a row, begging the door god to forgive you for your ignorance." ”

The girl was covered with breathlessness, nodded her head again and again, and prayed according to her mother's words: "Please forgive the little girl's ignorance and bless the little girl safely." ”

Zhang Yuanwai and his wife also prayed for a long time, and were about to paste the door god on the door of their daughter's room again, but their daughter Zhang Shujun stopped and said again: "Father, it is better to stick this god on the gate of our mansion and bless our entire Zhang family to be safe and sound." ”

Mrs. Zhang knows her daughter's mind best, but she dislikes the horrific appearance of this god, and she doesn't dare to watch it, Zhang Yuanwai planned to forcibly paste it, but Mrs. Zhang said dissuasively in the ear of the minister: "If it is forcibly pasted, I am afraid that my daughter will let her own temperament and tear it off at will, so it is better to stick it at the door of the mansion, which means that there are many beautiful women in Jinling City, and they will not pick on our family." ”

Zhang Yuanwai thought of the words that offended the door god from his daughter's mouth, and felt that what Mrs. said made some sense, so he pasted the door god outside the mansion and did not stick it on the door of his daughter's boudoir.

Zhang Shujun returned to the boudoir, painted her eyebrows again in front of the bronze mirror, it was clear that it was ten in the evening, she insisted on using her own desire to see people, and drove all the personal maids away in the courtyard next door, and applied yellow to the mirror alone, and began to comb the green silk for herself, combed the fairy hair bun, found a dress that she thought was the most beautiful to wear, and wore all kinds of jewelry, looked at the bronze mirror repeatedly, and said to herself: "I don't know if Tong Gongzi will like me to dress like this, fortunately, Gongzi has a vision, I know that someone will send some obstructive drawing paper, otherwise I will almost not see Tong Gongzi tonight. ”

Having said that, at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew in Zhang Shujun's courtyard, and the candle flame that had just been lit in the house was blown out.

There was a gentle laugh behind Zhang Shujun, her face showed joy that she had never seen before, she turned to look at the beautiful man who had appeared beside her, and complained coquettishly: "Young boy, why are you so slow to come today?" I thought you wouldn't come again. ”

I saw that the boy in Zhang Shujun's mouth looked gentle and humble, and his demeanor was fluttering, and he did have a different charm from ordinary men in the mortal world.

Tong Gongzi didn't rush to answer Zhang Shujun's question, and asked in a gentle voice: "You know that I have killed so many women, why are you not afraid of me?" Why don't you put a picture of the door god on the door of your house? ”

Zhang Shujun hugged Tong Gongzi's waist, leaned on his chest, and said with a slightly drunk cheek: "Then blame them for their incompetence, they don't really like you, I like you, how can I be afraid of you?" You are so gentle, and you treat me so well. ”

Hearing these words, the corners of Tong Gongzi's mouth hooked up a smile, his fingers gently stroked her hair, squinted and asked, "If I want your heart, will you give it to me?" ”

Zhang Shujun knew that those dead women had no heart, as if their chests were hollowed out, but they were not afraid, but simply asked, "Why do you need a woman's heart?" ”

The boy sighed and said: "I am cursed by the gods, only if the woman who really likes me gives her heart to me, my curse will be lifted, so that I will be free again, and I can appear in front of you at any time and be with you." ”

Zhang Shujun asked curiously at this time: "The women in front of you have failed?" ”

Tong Gongzi nodded, and said with tears in his eyes: "After all, I killed them, and all the sins are on me, Jun'er, do you really like me?" Will you give me your heart? ”