Chapter 882: Mourning Moth
Tang Benchu's eyes widened: "That's an apology letter?" For whom? What was written? No, why are you hanging on to us? β
"You're stupid." I said, "Black and white, won't you see it yourself?" β
"Master, don't think about (local dialect, teasing) me," Tang Benchu spread his hands: "As far as what you wrote, Erlang God may not be able to understand it when he comes!" β
With that, he dragged me out.
That piece of paper was hung by me at the door of the City God Temple, in the middle of the big plaque of "Ten Mile Shop City God Temple", a palm-sized piece of paper, densely written with ant-sized characters, everyone looked at it, and they all felt that this thing might be a charm, and no one thought about the apology letter.
"Who do you apologize for? Who can see it? Tang Benchu looked at me in amazement: "What do you think?" β
"That's what I thought," I tilted my head, and I saw a note on the plague prescription posted yesterday on the doorβI often stay in the hospital, and the handwriting of the doctors prescribing medicine was a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, so in that form, I scribbled wildly, and I forgot the content after writing, a bit like the font of the ancient ethnic minorities.
Everyone watched, and there were a few people with many eyes, who were stunned to take pictures with their mobile phones, and wanted to print out these things and hang them at the door to ward off evil spirits.
Lu Hengchuan also came out at this time: "You are a, you are quite good at playing." β
In the other way, who doesn't understand the tricks of the other side.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the black mole soap to rush over in a hurry: "Lord Chenghuang, it's not good!" β
"What's the fuss, who's on fire or what?" I looked at the black mole soap, and I actually guessed a few points in my heart.
"No," the black mole soap swallowed, and then said: "You don't know, the documents from Jiulipo are here, and they seem to be menacing, and they keep saying that they want to ask you for something." β
How about it, it's exactly the same as I guessed, it's good to come, Lao Tzu is waiting for them to come!
"Let them in."
After turning the gate of the City God's Temple, the clerk took a bunch of soaps, and the debt collection company seemed to be blocked at the door, his face was purple and purple, like an air toad.
I crossed my legs, squinted my eyes and asked, "Oh, this early in the morning, what is the matter with you coming to me in a hurry?" It's a cold day, have you had breakfast? Hey, we've got sweet potato porridge again, drink some? β
"We're not here for sweet potato porridge!" The clerk looked at my dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and he was even more angry: "Shilipu City God, you are also a City God, how can you be so foolish?" It's spread out, and I'm afraid of your reputation, right? β
"Foolish?" I pretended to be surprised: "I don't understand what you're saying, I'm a city god, why am I cheating?" β
"Hmph." Wen Qi's two eyes were about to roll white: "You...... You...... If the thing you are looking for is not in our Jiulipo City God Temple, then you should post a letter of apology and explain the plague recipe clearly, but what do you mean by this? β
"What else can I mean, I agreed with red mouth and white teeth, but I also practiced the bet!" I pointed to the door: "Two letters in black and white, clearly written to promise you an apology, you have eyes and beads, you should also see clearly?" β
"I'm sorry!" The clerk gritted his teeth and said: "We don't have Sun Dasheng's fiery eyes, so we can't see clearly!" β
"You can't blame me!" I was shocked and said: "I didn't expect you to be illiterate, I have time, let our master open a literacy class, and you will definitely be basically literate!" β
"You...... You're showing that you're going to break your word and get fat! The clerk looked like a big crab, as if he wanted to peel me open and swallow it raw: "You wrote the apology letter so small and hung so high, who can see it?" You wrote the explanation of the plague recipe like a ghost's drawing, who can understand it! β
"It's good to draw ghost talismans, we are all from the City God Temple, so naturally we have to favor the dead, isn't that just right." I continued, "And you don't dictate what font I use, or where I hang it! Say let me write it, let me post it, I've done it all, you can't just pick bones in the egg! β
"You ......" can't even say honorifics, but he can't refute it, he originally wanted to seek justice from me, but people are shameless, the world is invincible, take my identity here, the official level crushes people to death, and he can't do anything with me.
So he thought about it, simply shook his hand and left, and said when he came: "Lord Chenghuang of Shilipuzi, if you do this, I am afraid that there will be retribution, and we are not done with this matter!" β
"You have indeed come to retribution for doing this," I said loudly at their backs, "I will take your advice, I will wait." β
As I spoke, I looked behind me to see if the Jiulipo City God had come. It's a pity that he didn't come, probably because he didn't want to suffer the anger he had last time.
But now, the clerk brought the words back, his temper, small intestine chicken belly, I guess I don't meet him, he can easily anger himself.
Hey, hey, hey, it's so exciting.
"You're quite good at taking advantage of loopholes!" Lu Hengchuan didn't know when he appeared, staring at the back of the gang in Jiulipo: "Isn't there a public apology at the God of Race meeting?" I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth. β
"It's okay," I waved my hand: "Jiulipo values fame, but Lao Tzu doesn't value fame, you see, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes." β
"It's no wonder that many people obey you," Lu Hengchuan stared at me and said leisurely: "Even I am convinced." β
"How?" I came to the spirit: "Do you serve Lao Tzu's resourcefulness, or do you serve Lao Tzu's eloquence?" β
"I'll take you boar skin." He turned around and entered the City God Temple: "It's thicker than the Great Wall." β
Expecting the eyes of a dead fish to speak human words is my fool's dream.
At this time, I saw Azo standing under the pepper tree in a daze, so I leaned over: "Do you also want to steal radish?" I'll tell you where the sweet ...... is."
As a result, as soon as Azo turned around, I saw her amber eyes, and I was stunned.
I saw that there was a pool of tears in her eyes, like the dew on the lotus leaf, crumbling.
After all, Azo is a girl who grew up in the mountains, and her personality is very solid, and if she wants to cry, she will cry and scream, I have never seen this kind of tearing method - for girls, this kind of "mourning is greater than heart death" expression, but it is much more serious than crying and screaming.
I cautiously asked, "Azo, what's wrong with you?" Did Tang Benchu bully you? You wait, Brother Qianshu skinned him! β
Saying that, I'm going to find Tang Benchu.
"Brother Thousand Trees!" Ah Zor suddenly grabbed me: "It's not for Tang Benchu!" β
"Azo, why are you crying?" At this moment, Tang Benchu also happened to pop out of the temple and stared at me in disbelief: "Master, don't you never bully girls?" Why did you make Azo cry? β
"Fart." I glared at Tang Benchu, and then looked at Ah Zuo: "You say, why?" β
Azoyi raised his hand with the silver bracelet hanging from the silk and pointed to the trunk of the pepper tree.
On the trunk of the tree was a big moth the size of a palm, and the patterned scales on its body were almost the same as the eyes of two pairs of people, and it looked a little panicked, but if you looked closely, the big moth's thumb-thick belly had been left with an empty shell - dead.
I asked her, "Is the Gu you raised dead?" I'll bury it for you, okay? If you have a good relationship with it, you can set up a tablet for it......"
But before I finished speaking, Ah Zuo trembled, tears were like hail, crackling and falling down, and Tang Benchu and I were in a hurry: "You have something to say, don't cry!" β
As he spoke, I stabbed Tang Benchu: "Why don't you hurry up and think of a way!" β
Tang Benchu was stupid, the more anxious he was, the more nervous he became, and he couldn't squeeze out half a fart, so Ah Zor hit him headlong into his arms.
"This is a mourning moth," Ah Zor said with a crying voice, "It's here to report my funeral, and something happened in the tomb!" β