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However, the old man was obviously physically exhausted, and after walking a few steps, he was out of breath, panting heavily, and his complexion was getting worse and worse, if he was not a ghost, I even suspect that he would not survive tonight.

Although we are an old man and a young man, the old one is old, and the young one is mentally handicapped, but after all, people and ghosts have different paths, and we are not sitting together, but separated by a distance.

This is also the first time we have had close contact with a ghost like this, and I can't help but feel a little nervous, and I don't know what to say for a while.

The little chubby dun took out the bun, sat down next to the old man, and ate it.

The old man looked at the little chubby dun gobbling up, and his eyes couldn't hide his slow love.

It was a long time before I asked:

"Grandpa, are you expensive this year?"

The old man thought for a moment and said:

"My yang longevity should be eighty and five, and my ghost longevity is one hundred and twenty years, so I am already two hundred and five years old."

"Wow!"

We couldn't help but sigh.

But when I thought of the old man being so old, he didn't enjoy his old age, and he was still suspended in the underworld, and he was sent here by the principal, and I was afraid that it was because of old age and physical exhaustion that he fell from the tree, and was accidentally injured by me, and I couldn't help but complain that the principal was too unsympathetic, and said unfairly:

"Our headmaster is too ruthless, knowing that you are so old and inconvenient to move, I sent you here, and when I go back, I will definitely seek justice from you and find the headmaster to exempt you from your duties."

Who knew that when the old man heard me say this, he actually became emotional:

"No...... No...... No, Master Xu is a good person, Master Xu is a good person, it is precisely because of Master Xu that I, an old immortal, can keep this job and live until now. ”

The old man's words got me in, and I didn't understand it.

You are so old, even in the yang world, you have long passed the retirement age, not to mention the underworld, even if you don't work, you have relatives in the yang world to worship, there is no shortage of money, there is no shortage of food, isn't it better to enjoy your old age in the ghost world fort? Why are you still happy to work?

Seeing that we didn't understand, the old man could only explain:

"You don't know, the so-called length of ghost longevity is determined by yin virtue, the more yin virtue, the longer ghost life will be.

As for this yin virtue, it is the good fruit accumulated by the good deeds of this person's life. When my old man was alive, he didn't marry a wife and have children in his life, and he didn't have many relatives in the Yang world, but he did countless good deeds, and naturally accumulated a lot of yin virtue, so my ghost life was much longer than that of ordinary ghosts, and I was sentenced to 120 years old ghost life by the King of the Ten Palaces at that time.

As early as a few decades ago, all my relatives and friends in my life either passed away and entered reincarnation before me, or because time had forgotten me, I no longer had relatives in the yang world, so no one worshiped me anymore and burned paper money for me, and since then I have naturally cut off the incense and lost my financial resources.

The so-called ghosts who starve to death, people who die of support.

There are too many ways to make money in the underworld, even in the worst case, you can beg, but in the underworld, there are clear rewards and punishments, everything is dead, what is yours is yours, you can't get it if it's not yours, no one will sympathize with your experience, there is no charity, and no one will lend you money, so once the yang breaks the paper money, it is equivalent to losing the way to live.

But at that time, there were still decades before my ghost life was exhausted, and I didn't know what to do, so I could wait silently for death in the ghost world castle.

When I was desperate, I happened to meet Master Xu, and it was Master Xu who came forward to help me intercede with the King of the Ten Palaces, and found this tolerance for me, so that I could survive.

This has been done for decades, and it has continued to this day.

However, after a long time, I am gradually aging, and my ghost life is about to run out, and in a few months, I will enter the six realms of reincarnation, reincarnation, and my body is old and I can't do it anymore.

It's still the head of Xu, I am old and have difficulty moving, so I don't need to work so hard anymore, he will keep this job for me, but I don't need to come out to work again, stay in Maoshan to retire, and live my ghost life.

But it's useless, I'm already grateful to Master Xu, how can my old man get a salary without working with peace of mind, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the ghost heart is even darker, in case this matter leaks out, it is known by the people of the underworld, and the errand that took away me is small, and it is a big matter to destroy the credibility of Master Xu.

It wasn't until a few days ago that I heard that Maoshan College was recruiting new students, so in the past, according to the usual practice, I would definitely give you military training, let you guard the grave, and exercise your courage, so I begged Xu Zhangmen, and then let me exert my residual heat to support this old bone, which appeared tonight, that is, what you see, who ever thought, people can't disobey the old, I'm still old, useless, I stayed on the tree for a while and then fell, it's really ashamed, I think back then, I can hang on the tree all night, my face is not red, Not out of breath. ”

I see!

No wonder the old man suddenly fell out of the lantern.

No wonder this old man, it seems, has always had a breath of death, it turned out that his ghost life was about to run out.

But I didn't expect that the ghost would live too long and bring so much trouble to the old man.

So everything is relative, and good is not necessarily good in some ways.

For example, the old man in front of him, the ghost life that many people dream of, has become a burden to him here.

But at this time, I thought of another question.

The old man said that he had been doing this work for decades, and he had also mentioned that he could hang on the tree all night before, that is to say, a long time ago, there was also a group of young people like us who studied Maoshan art in Maoshan Academy, and also guarded the grave in this mass grave, and were turned into lantern ghosts by this old man to exercise their courage.

This old man is a living history of Maoshan Academy.

Then he must know many secrets of Maoshan Academy.

Maybe he has the answer I want to know.

For example, my background.

My parents.

For example, what I have always wanted to know is why a few of us were admitted to Maoshan College.

For another example, the identity of the eyeless man who was locked up in a blue brick house, who was he and why he was locked up in Maoshan Academy.

I wanted to ask the old man these questions, but at this time the old man's eyes dimmed, and then he looked at the little fat dun who was eating buns on the side with love, looked at me, looked at the fat man again, fell into deep thought, and seemed to be making some difficult decision.

(End of chapter)