Everyone has begun to get used to Li Ang's intermittent playing, even if they are slandered in their hearts, there is no expression on their faces.

After laying the mines, the task team walked out of the cellar and watched as Li Ang took out a motor, a welding machine and a large pile of bits and pieces of steel, and put together a vacuum cleaner to absorb dust from the ground and spray it into the cellar to cover up the footprints.

Then, everyone went to other locations in the Guhan Temple and set up all kinds of hidden mines, because the day of the feast of demons is gradually approaching, and the temple will soon be full of demons, so these mines need to be triggered by remote control, so as not to explode automatically because of accidental touch

Then, according to Chai Cuiqiao's intelligence, combined with the topography of the Lonely Han Temple, the mission team formulated a plan to attack and kill the mandrills, and the plan also included how to target the demons who had participated in previous years.

Time turned, and another five days passed, during which nothing happened, and everything was normal as usual.

On the night of the sixth day, the task teams that were fully prepared for battle returned to their assigned rooms to rest.

In the middle of the night, Li Ang was lying on the bed chatting with Chai Cuiqiao, discussing the world in the eyes of ghosts.

Li Ang asked: "When a person turns into a ghost after death, isn't there a netherworld or something that sends black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, to detain the ghost?" ”

Chai Cuiqiao replied: "Under normal circumstances, this is true, but just like the fast arresting officials of the Yangjian Mansion, there are also places where black and white impermanence cannot be taken into account, and some lonely souls and wild ghosts who have died have not been detained for a long time, and have been nourished by grievances and bad luck, and have cultivated into powerful ghosts, endangering one party, either cultivating into a big ghost, a ghost king, or being overtaken by the Taoist monks who come and go in advance." ”

Chai Cuiqiao paused for a moment, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood by Li Ang, and explained: "Of course, there are also some ordinary ghosts, and their resentment is not so big, just because the bones are buried in the blessed land where the yin qi circulates, and they can't escape. These spirits will live in peace with the water from the living man's wells on the earth. In special cases, ghosts also help the living. ”

Li Ang nodded when he heard this, and there was a story of ghosts helping others in "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang":

There was a man surnamed Liao in Nanxiang, Guangdong County, who collected and buried all the ownerless bones on the edge of the village, and built a grave for them, which he called a righteous mound.

Later, when a plague broke out around Guangdong County, Liao dreamed that about a hundred people were standing at the door of his house, and one of them came up to him and told him, "The plague ghost is coming, I hope you can burn a dozen paper battle flags and a hundred wooden knives wrapped in tin foil, so that we can fight the plague ghosts and repay the kindness of the village."

The surname Liao was originally a good thing, and according to the instructions of the man in the dream, he burned the paper battle flag and the tin foil wooden knife,

One night a few days later, the people of the village heard a commotion from outside the village, the sound of swords and soldiers fighting, as if there was an army fighting, and the sound gradually stopped until early in the morning.

In the plague that ravaged Guangdong County, not a single person in this village contracted the disease.

There are many similar "little fresh" ghost stories in which humans and ghosts live in harmony in many collections of strange novels such as "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang" and "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai" and "Youyang Miscellaneous", and Chai Cuiqiao has also made certain additions to the background setting of the afterlife, so that Li Ang knows that humans and ghosts are not absolutely opposed.

Just as Leon listened to the ghosts talking with relish, he heard the sound of reciting poems outside the monastery, and the sound of two people arguing and arguing, followed by insults, and after a while the sound of beatings.

Ghost?

As soon as Li Ang raised his eyebrows, a ghost outside the wall shouted angrily: "This guy's criticism and refutation of my poems and essays really made me angry and unwilling, and beat him severely, so let's listen to my article and evaluate it well." ”

After that, the ghost recited aloud a poem of his own making, and while chanting, he also applauded himself and beat it.

There were hundreds of verses in the poem, and another ghost groaned and laughed at the clumsiness of the text as he recited it.

Li Ang listened by the window, in all fairness, this poem is indeed very ordinary, there is always a feeling that the landlord who has no culture, Lao Cai, scrapes his stomach and squeezes out some gorgeous words and phrases, and is elegant.

"What do you think, sir, about this article?"

Li Ang smacked his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm not in good health, I'm afraid I can't stand Your Excellency's old fist." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the beaten ghost burst out laughing, while the ghost who was reciting poetry was so choked that he couldn't speak, and left in a huff, muttering something in his mouth, "How can this be true!" ”

The two ghosts left, the temple returned to silence, and Li Ang and Chai Cuiqiao glanced at each other.

Tonight is the seventh day, the last day of the system's task deadline, and the ghosts who come to the banquet will be there tomorrow....

In the early morning of the next day, everyone was boiling water in the temple to make breakfast, and when they saw that the dark circles under the eyes of Wanli Sealed Knife were quite serious, Xing Hechou asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

"Don't mention it." Wan Li Fengdao reluctantly said: "I had a dream last night and saw a graceful back in palace clothes cleaning up in my room.

The figure of the back was excellent, and I subconsciously got up from the bed, intending to look at her face—to see if I could turn this dream into a spring dream.

As a result, she turned her head when she heard the footsteps, her figure was convex and backward, bright and smooth, but her face was a black, fat, and extremely rough bearded man, who surpassed Zhang Fei and was comparable to Li Kui.

I was so frightened that I lay in bed all night without sleeping. ”

The spring dream turned into a nightmare, Xing Hechou and Monk Huiyu smiled slightly, but Li Ang nodded thoughtfully, "It doesn't have to be a dream." ”

"Huh?" Wanli Fengdao was startled, he didn't say that he was afraid of any ghosts, but if the monsters with male and female bodies last night were real, he knew what he wanted to do to himself that day.

..... picking up soap?

He suddenly felt a chill, and just as he wanted to ask clearly, he saw Li Ang running to his room.

Everything was as usual in the room where the Ten Thousand Miles Sealed Knife was sealed, but there was a vague aroma in the air.

Sniff, sniff,

After careful identification, there seems to be a smell in that faint aroma?

Li Ang frowned slightly, stepped on the ground with the soles of his shoes, kicked his feet on the wall twice, and hooked his palms on the beams.

He turned over on the beam like a cat and found that he was not the only gentleman on the beam.

A male fox with a gray-black coat and an extremely long beard also lies on a beam.

"Hello?" Li Ang said first.

The black fox was stunned for a moment, and held back for a long time before he said in a rough uncle's voice: "Okay? ”

Li Ang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you a fox from Fujian?" ”

"Huh?" The black fox exclaimed: "Does Li Su know that I am the pinch of Hu Jian's fox?" ”

Hehe, because the ordinary roar in it is not standard.