"That's right, if it weren't for the third master, I really can't hide my fox spirit in front of people, the third master I would have changed into a Taoist priest a long time ago, and I would go to earn the twenty taels of bounty bonuses......

Don't mention this, you just have to pretend to be a demon collector in front of people and perform like this, and I will take care of the rest of the things for you, I will take care of them for you one by one, can you remember this? ”

"Students saved. Wait, why can't I smell this fox on you, Xiaosheng...... That immortal aura? ”

"Coincidentally, the third master and I are also secretly strange, is it possible that you are a blind nose?"

"Then why can I smell the aroma of wine, meat, etc., students?"

"Well, I don't know about the third master, anyway, Xiucai, you really can't smell the fox on the third master. If Xiucai and you see the third master like everyone else, I will cover my nose, and the ghost will come to take care of you. ”

"In that case, please wait a while, and the students will go pack up."

"That's right, Xiucai, you are quick with your hands and feet, it's not early now, we still have a lot of miles to catch up later."

"The students will take care of it."

On that day, Yang Congxun finally made up his mind to go to Neiwang Village with the little fox Hu San to earn the bonus of subduing the hanged ghosts.

Yang Congxun was originally a poor Confucian, and there was no extra packing around him to be dotted, just need to properly store pen, ink, paper, inkstone, bookcase, pigs, etc. in the bookcase. After that, Yang Congxun asked for some water from the old presiding officer in the front yard to freshen up and clean his face.

After everything was cleaned up, Yang Cong said goodbye to the old abbot with his great gratitude, turned around and put the bookcase on his back, and found Hu San who was waiting there early outside the temple, and the two turned around and went south on the official road.

When the road was not long, Yang Congxun and the others had already rushed to the vicinity of Neiwang Village. It is said that this Yang Congxun is in his prime, and his eyesight is very good, and he saw a big willow tree next to the official road that is five feet high from the ground, and a new two-foot square list has been posted.

Although the specific content of the list cannot be seen from a distance, the end of the list is clearly covered with the boss's cinnabar official seal.

Yang Congxun was very happy to see this, and said in his heart that this Hu San really didn't deceive me, and now the old man of Lizheng Township in Neiwang Village is indeed hanging on the list, as long as he can successfully subdue the hanged ghost this time, his next entanglement can be regarded as a fall.

Thinking of this, Yang Cong followed him three steps and made two steps, stepped forward and read the list carefully, and immediately secretly said, it turned out that this hanged ghost was like this!

It turned out that there was a family surnamed Wang in this Neiwang village. This ancestor Shangyuan is also a medium-sized family in the village, but it has been passed down to the current generation, but this Wang family has produced a bad son who has ruined the reputation of the family.

It is said that Wang Quan is in his prime, but he is idle all day long, especially likes to push pai gow with some unscrupulous idlers in the neighborhood to play money, and refuses to take care of the slightest thing to make a living.

All the daily expenses have to be supported by his wife Han's daily hard weaving and spinning.

That Han has repeatedly persuaded her husband to wash his hands in a golden basin, so that he can find a regular business to make a living, but it is a pity that this person is already a ghost, and he can't listen to half a good word at all, and still goes out every day to play money, only to be so bitter that Han washes his face with tears every day at home.

One day, Wang Quan gambled with a group of scoundrels, but his luck was really bad that day, and he just pushed two handfuls and lost the copper coins on his body.

As the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons in casinos, not to mention that this Wang Quan is surrounded by some unvirtuous people who know him at the poker table.

The gambling dealer saw that Wang Quan lost empty-handed, and there was no oil and water on his body to fish, so he glanced at people, and a few idlers rushed by the side, and pushed Wang Quan out of the door without saying anything.

The gambling dealer also teased Wang Quan through the door panel, claiming that he was welcome to push Pai Gow again at any time, but next time he had to see his Uncle Wang's cash with his own eyes.

This Wang Quan held back the evil fire in his belly, and wanted to smash the door and reason with the dealer, but he was afraid of the thugs raised by others, so he could only spit on the ground with hatred, and turned around and went home.

But said that Wang Quan was worried all the way, and said in his heart where should he go to get some money to fight again, and he heard someone on the side of the road calling: "Brother Wang, where are you going?" ”

Wang Quan was taken aback, and when he looked closely, he found that there was a strange man with a short figure and a deep coat standing on the side of the road, and this man was still holding a half-grown hen that had just breathed in his hand, and the hanging chicken paws were still moving and twitching slightly.

At this time, I heard the man speak again: "Brother Wang, don't you recognize me, junior brother?" A few years ago, we went to the mountains together to dig out birds. ”

Wang Quan suddenly saved the identity of the other party at this time, and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, brother, why are you?" I haven't seen you these days, but I miss my brother to death! ”

It turned out that the man who called Wang Quan on the road was an orphan who lived in the broken temple in Neiwang Village because of the famine, and he never knew who his parents' surnames were, and only one nickname was called Jiulang.

Later, this Jiulang worshipped a beggar who happened to pass by as a teacher, so he learned a few beautiful Yuezimen kung fu and became a flea on the drum.

Looking at the way he was now smirking at the hen in his hand, he knew that this person must have just made a profit from someone else's house.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan's heart moved suddenly, and he hurriedly arched at Jiulang with a smile on his face: "Alas, is there the ninth brother in front?" I miss my brother. I wonder if my brother can do me a favor? ”

Seeing that it was his former playmate who opened his mouth to plead, he didn't suspect him at the moment, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted Wang Quan back: "Brother, where are you talking about, you and I have been friends since childhood, and my brother has something to say, but why not?" ”

When Wang Quan saw Jiulang's answer, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly approached Jiulang with a smile and whispered: "My brother is not in good luck today, and now he has no money to take to turn over the book."

However, my brother had already seen it, and my lady secretly put the 300 yuan she earned from selling cloth in the dustpan with needle and thread at the bedside.

The only way to do this is to ask my brother to perform that trick and bring the money out of the dustpan for my brother. The foolish brother is really counting on this money to make a profit, please, please. ”

Na Jiulang was silent when he heard this, and looked Wang Quan up and down with his eyes for a long time, before he hesitated and said: "It's not that I am a brother and refuses to help my brother, but this money is my sister-in-law's last self-owned money at the bottom of the box. ”

Before Jiu Lang finished speaking, Wang Quan waved his hand to stop him.

"Brother, you are too careful, the money was originally saved by my lady selling cloth on weekdays; If the money is short, my lady will go and sell the cloth again. The ninth brother just rest assured, as long as my brother and I win this time, you will definitely be indispensable. ”

After saying that, Wang Quan arched again and again, and his mouth turned over and over again, and he begged Jiulang to save him.

When Na Jiulang saw Wang Quan's style, he knew that it was difficult to change his mind, so he sighed and said: "Okay, for the sake of the good friendship between you and me when we were young, my younger brother will go through this for my brother." ”