"But he is the main examiner of Zetianfu's township examination, and this township examination is also the top priority, so he can't go to Jingning County to be a city god." The voice of the old man came faintly.

"This ......" Hearing Lao Dao say this, the others immediately became embarrassed.

"If that's the case, isn't that Liu Yuanbu pretty good? He used to be a servant of the ministry, and recently returned to his hometown, so let him go. Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, Lao Dao smiled and pointed to the person below.

Seeing that he was pointing at a person, everyone looked over, and saw an old man looking at them nervously, with a nervous look on his face.

"Yes." A tall phantom hesitated, then nodded slightly.

When the other phantoms saw him nod, they also said yes.

When the candidates below heard this, they were also shocked, and they only knew at this time that they were actually taking the test before.

The old man who was admitted was full of joy, and those who were not admitted showed a look of annoyance, among which Wang Qian was even worse.

This test is an opportunity, and they also want to be happy after death, and be ghosts.

Wang Qian was extremely disappointed in his heart, because he had already been admitted, but he did not become this city god because he was the chief examiner of this year.

Now he even wants to tell them that he is not the examiner, and whether it is okay to go directly to be a city god.

"Then what should Wang Qian do with this?" Lao Dao looked at Wang Qian, who was about to speak and stopped, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and turned his head to ask everyone.

When they heard this, they all whispered to each other to discuss the matter.

Wang Qian heard the people above talking about what to do with him, and he became nervous for a while.

"If this is not the case, such a person with wisdom roots is really rare, it is a pity to give up, on another day, I will cross him, how about being a city god after he dies?" Seeing that everyone was discussing, the old Taoist priest said with a smile.

Hearing the old Taoist priest say this, everyone fell into deep thought, and the hall was silent for a while.

"Shou ghost, look at how much yang life he still has." The tall phantom turned to the person next to him.

"Lord Returning to Japan, this person still has ten years of life." The man glanced at Wang Qian and replied.

Hearing the words of the person above, Wang Qian was stunned for a while, he only had ten years to live, and he felt a little sad in his heart for a while.

"But, you can cross him another day." Hearing this, the tall phantom nodded.

Hearing what Riyou God said, the old Taoist priest smiled, turned his head to look at Xiao Tong, and said, "Send them back." ”

"Yes, sir." Xiao Tong nodded, and immediately a group of children pulled the five candidates out.

After the five candidates were pulled away, the phantom in the hall also quickly left.

"This is my second crossing." When the hall was empty, the old Taoist priest leaned on the chair, and his fingers tapped the armrests again, and the sound of "do" and "do" spread farther and farther in the empty hall.

On the other side, Wang Qian was dragged away by the child, and his heart felt indescribable for a while, half surprised and half happy, surprised that he only had 10 years left to live, and happy that he could still be a city god after his death.

And at this time, the little boy next to him blew out a breath of white air and drilled directly into Wang Qian's nostrils.

Wang Qian rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

"Smack......

Early in the morning, a crisp sound sounded in the room, and a cup fell to the ground.

"Uh......" Wang Qian woke up suddenly when he heard the voice, and raised his head from the lying table.

"I'm ...... Got a dream? He looked at the book in his hand, a little incredulous.

"It's ridiculous!" Wang Qian put down the book and looked out the window, it was already blue and white, it seemed that he must have been fascinated by reading the book yesterday and fell asleep.

"How can there be a city god in this world?" He shook his head and laughed.

"Oh no! Sir, no! Suddenly, a voice rang out, and a servant pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing this servant, Wang Qian frowned, why was this person so reckless, so he was ready to open his mouth to reprimand.

"Master, then Mr. Liu Yuan and Mr. Liu are gone." The servant shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, Wang Qian was stunned, and when he heard the news, he seemed to remember something, but he couldn't remember it.

"What dream did I just have?" He muttered to himself.

The servant on the side looked at him in some surprise, this old man Liu is a friend of the old man, why does the old man care about a dream after he dies?

So he couldn't help but repeat cautiously: "Master, Mr. Liu Yuan and Mr. Liu are gone." ”

"Oh, he's dead..."Wang Qian nodded, he knew it.

Then he waved his hand and told the servant to go down.

Seeing this scene, the servant felt a little weird, but he also reluctantly retreated.

After the servant went down, Wang Qian clenched his fist and knocked on his head, he always felt that his dream was very important, why couldn't he remember it all at once?

Even at this time, he couldn't care about the death of his old friend, and only wanted to remember it.

And at this time, on another street of Zetianfu, an old man looked at the courtyard in front of him in confusion, which was full of cries of grabbing the sky and the earth at this time, and white silk was hanging everywhere on the eaves.

"I'm dead?" Lao Suo looked down at his hands, a little incredulous.

He returned here early this morning, but this place had become a mourning hall, and no one else could see him.

"That's right, you're dead." An old man in white stood beside him and said with a smile.

"Why did I die?" Lao Sue frowned, a distressed look on his face.

Seeing his appearance, the old man in white smiled unchanged and stood quietly next to him, looking a little weird.

"By the way, because I was admitted to the city god, I died!" Lao Su suddenly figured it out and clapped his hands.

"Yes, Lord Chenghuang, let's go to work." The old man in white said with a smile.

"Well, the dead are all dead, the dust is to the dust, the earth is to the earth, people and ghosts have different paths, and I should also go to the city god." Liu Yuan looked at his relatives who were crying and sighed, and there was sadness in his eyes.

Then he stepped forward and found that everyone still couldn't see him, and the sadness and helplessness in his eyes became a little stronger.

The old man in white on the side followed behind him, always with a kind smile on his face, which has not changed.

If someone sees this old man, they will even have in their hearts whether he will only have this expression.

After turning around, Liu Yuan suddenly felt a little bored, most of these relatives in the family pretended to cry, and few were really sad.

These people will soon come out of their grief and forget about themselves, right?

This thought suddenly rose in Liu Yuan's heart, and he suddenly felt bored in his heart.

Immediately, he turned around, let the old man in white lead the way, and walked outside.

Behind them, under the sunlight, there was only a shadow.

And that shadow is Liu Yuan's.

That is, after they left, in the coffin in the mourning hall, the corners of Liu Yuan's corpse's mouth slowly hooked, revealing a smile, exactly the same as the smile of the old man in white.

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