"You're dead, you're dead?!"

Lao Zhou slapped me in the same position with a big neck: "Can your political consciousness go up, why is it like three or four years ago?" Thinking about death every day, walking up the road every day to find the big truck that killed your sisters. ”

"I used to think about how to die every day, but now I think about how to live every day. Anyway, now I have a head, I want to buy a house, let my sister settle down at home, and wait until the age to give her a blind date and find a partner. ”

After answering Lao Zhou from the bottom of my heart, I turned my head to look at the fat man who had been properly packed up and pressed under me by Yu Xiang's shredded meat, and said without holding back a smile: "Tell me about this day, our fat man is still blessed, he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he also picks up a beautiful cheap daughter-in-law for nothing, how can it be reasonable!"

"Fools have foolish blessings."

Lao Zhou was also amused.

"You two don't fight!"

I stepped forward and stretched out my hand to pull away Yu Xiang's shredded pork that wanted to continue to smoke the fat man's mouth: "It's okay to hit twice, why don't you beat people to death again!?"

"I'm so angry with my mother!"

Yu Xiangrou's slender hand gently wiped the hot sweat on his forehead caused by strenuous exercise, and then slapped Fang Fat's ass to death without saying a word: "Tell me about him!" Obviously he's not a human thing, so he has to dump the pot on me!"

"Alright, alright."

I saw that Fang Fat Man was a little inclined to roll his eyes, so I kindly persuaded you: "I apologize to you on behalf of Fang Fat Man, and then you go downstairs to open another room, let's have a good rest, and we have to do something at night!"

"Whew...... Whew......"

Didn't mean that the shredded meat went downstairs, Fang Fatzi fell asleep magically, if he didn't snore, he would have died for him.

I wanted to wake him up, but Lao Zhou said a word for Fang Fatzi on the side: "Don't poke him, drive a night's car, it's really tired of him, let him sleep."

"Okay."

I nodded, and then instructed Yu Xiangrou: "You go downstairs to open a room, let's have a room, let Fat Er and Lao Zhou live."

"Wait ......"

Yu Xiang patted her head, as if she remembered something terrible: "I didn't tell you something today, the man wearing the mask of the Lord of Yama who played with me, didn't he have a bone to skate on the ice." Then he showed his lips, which were a little purple, black, and gray, but they didn't have the normal color of blood. And when he had better see the two of us go, standing in the sun, I glanced at him with my peripheral vision, he didn't seem to be human......"

"Not people? So what do you feel like? ”

At this moment, I didn't think Yu Xiangrousi's facial expression was a joke, so I sat down and listened to his opinion.

"He is very much like the ghost fairy in my hall, but he is not in the same vein as the ghost fairy, I don't know what it is, do you know?"

Yu Xiangrou made a thinker's posture and carefully said all the information he could depict.

"I don't know...... Could it be a ghost who eats underworld food? ”

I'm not too sensitive to the amount of knowledge about the types of ghosts, but I only remember that it is relatively important, and I often wander around in the sun.

It was Lao Zhouyi's expression that knew some insiders: "You said his lips are black, purple and gray?"

"Yes, the purple one is like Gaba who can die suddenly after a cardiac arrest."

After thinking about it again, Yu Xiang Shredded Meat said very convictionally.

"Then it's not a food from the underworld, it should be a ghost and fairy who eats the incense of small faith."

Lao Zhou pondered for a while, and paced back and forth in place with a small hand behind his back: "If it is really a ghost fairy who eats the incense of small faith, it will be difficult to do it!" Generally, the ghosts and immortals who can eat the incense of small beliefs must have a small faith behind them that is worshiped by tens of thousands of people. He shared a leftover meal from the incense offered to the little faith, and this bite of dog food was eaten in his stomach, which was completely different from ordinary ghosts and fairies. ”

"What do you mean?"

I didn't understand the meaning of Lao Zhou's words, but I knew the meaning of small beliefs, this new word is not jargon, it is a unique vocabulary of Lao Zhou.

The small belief represents a kind of deity, but there are very few temples of this kind of deity, and it is not recognized by the state, but some people worship him as a true god among the people.

Having said that, the most important thing to be a god must be the degree of faith of the people in the yang world and the number and size of incense offerings and temples.

Why does the man in the mask of Lord Yama dare to say that Taishan Mansion is nothing, just because there are very few people who know Taishan Mansion Jun today, and only some Taoist halls will list official affairs to worship him.

Moreover, judging from the situation given by the system's mother, the current underworld is not the Yiyantang of Taishan Mansion, and there may be some chaos.

As for the big beliefs that are the opposite of the small beliefs, most of the big beliefs are righteous gods, such as Taishang Laojun, such as the Buddha, the Confucian saint, or something.

"The ghosts and immortals enshrined in the hall are considered small offerings, and they eat the incense of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues. The evil gods enshrined in this cult eat incense that is demagogic and leads to ignorance. One is the foundation of cyclical progress, and the other is a dirty thing that just grabs a handful and stops. ”

When Lao Zhou said this, his brows furrowed, his left thumb, middle finger, and ring finger were close together, his little thumb was tilted outward, and his thumb pinched twice on the knuckle lines of the three fingers: "The ghosts and immortals who eat the incense of small faith are far more vicious than the normal ghosts and fairies, and they are more courageous." What they play is a quick game, so they will leave defects in their minds that are difficult to heal, and in the end, they can't achieve positive results, and when they reach the ghost fairy life, they will be scattered. ”

"If that's really what you said to Roush...... It's not just a matter of gambling!" I felt powerless in the face of this mission, and at the same time muttered quietly, "System Mom, what the hell are you going to play?!"

"Ding!"

The long-awaited system sounded

The system mother said slowly without any conscience: "Congratulations to the host for triggering this mission, the fourth clue, the clue has been delivered to the host space backpack."

And a fourth clue?

I muttered like a demon, so I simply closed my eyes on the spot, sank my consciousness into my mind, and saw if the clues given in the space backpack would be useless notes.

Fortunately, the things in the space backpack this time are similar to photos from the outside, and at least more clues can be analyzed with photos, and it is better than having a black eye now.

Wait a while to avoid Lao Zhou, and then do an inspection.

Yu Xiangrousi saw that she couldn't interject too much, and I looked preoccupied again, so I simply went downstairs to open the room, and no longer bothered with me and Lao Zhou.

"Xiao Yizi, I won't say anything more, I'm also quite sleepy, let's sleep first. When it gets dark at night, something really comes out and wants us to die, so let's take a knife and scrape him alive first. ”

Old Zhou sat on the bed and said cruel words that were bloody and insignificant, as if he was comforting me.

"Okay, I see, you can sleep."

I eagerly looked at the picture, and walked to the door with the donkey down the slope.

"Remember to call me at night!"

Lao Zhou put down the last sentence, stuck his head to the pillow, and used the strength of the wine to put his tired body into a state of sleep.

"Bang Dang ......"

I gently pushed open the door and closed it again, stood in the corridor on the third floor, looked up to make sure there were no cameras, and summoned a photo of the fourth mission clue from the space backpack.

The photos are the same as they have been given in the past.

The picture is of a man, the back of a man to be exact.

The man's straight but thin body is nearly one meter eight, wearing a neat, black flying fish suit from the Ming Dynasty, with a golden dragon pattern, which is obvious.

With a mask pinned to his waist, his left hand holds a sharp sword two feet and one inch long, shaped like the sword of King Goujian of Yue, even in the photo, you can still feel the cold light, it seems that the injustice between heaven and earth will be cut off by this magic sword, more like hanging on the head of the wicked, to punish the evil messenger of justice.

What is particularly eye-catching is that the man is stepping on a pair of modern military boots, and his feet are stepping on the boundless sea of corpses and blood.

A sea of blood was churning, with waves of human limbs broken.

In the depths of the sea of blood, there seems to be a terrifying monster howling aimlessly.

There is no tangy smell of blood in the sea of blood, and the real existence is an indescribable breath of freshness and light.

The sea of blood is both true and false, the moment I was staring at the man's back, the whole person's spirit fell into the photo, and I watched the man's not too majestic posture with my own eyes.

I just can't see the face.

At the same time, a second before I withdrew from the world of photographs, I had a thought that I didn't know how to die, and this back is so familiar!

Wait a minute! Isn't he wearing a ghost king mask on his waist!?