Under the eaves of the red brick house, the old man who is nearly half a hundred years old waited anxiously, and in the dim rain curtain, through the light, he could vaguely see a tall and a short figure under a black umbrella.

The old man stared at the shadow carefully, and as the umbrella got closer and closer, he finally saw clearly that the person under the umbrella was his grandson and the child of the neighbor next door.

"I'm back! Hurry on in! Drink a bowl of chicken soup, Xiao Zhen, you come in too! ”

Grandpa Tengfei greeted warmly, although Xiao Zhen was proficient in skipping class and fighting at this time, but the village had no prejudice against him, and Grandpa Tengfei looked at the person who sent his grandson back, and naturally greeted him warmly.

Although it was raining, the aroma of stewed chicken in the house still wafted out stubbornly brushing the sense of presence in front of Mo Chuchen, the small system smelled the smell, and his stomach grunted uncontrollably, he couldn't help it, and ran in directly, pulling the clay pot and preparing to feast.

Tengfei's yard raised a few hens and two roosters, and two months ago hatched more than a dozen chicks, Tengfei's grandfather went to the only vegetable market near the village to sell the chickens. After earning more than a dozen yuan, I slaughtered the remaining chicken and cooked the soup, there is not much chicken, and the soup is very much, but it can't stand the deliciousness, drink a sip, and leave a fragrant mouth.

"I'll stop eating and go first."

Mo Chuchen smiled heartily and walked towards the stone house next to him.

"You kid, if you're hungry, come to my house for dinner!"

Grandpa Tengfei shook his head and went back to shout at the small system to eat slowly.

Actually, Grandpa Tengfei didn't want to help Xiao Zhen, but Xiao Zhen was stubborn, and he refused the help of others.

The boy's ridiculous self-esteem did not allow Xiao Zhen to bend his spine to beg for help, but he used his own wrong method to ask his classmates for it, until the end, he left the village, and after ups and downs, his self-esteem was finally worn out at all, and he really became a lackey of others.

Mo Chuchen hung the sickle on the rope next to the door, and gently pushed the door in.

Unlike Grandpa Tengfei's house, Xiao Zhen's house is an old house made of big stones, the door has been dilapidated in the wind and rain, there is no light in the room, there is a vague statue in the hall, the side is Xiao Zhen's grandfather's bedroom, and then there is the firewood kitchen.

"Dinner in the pot." Grandpa Xiao Zhen heard the movement, the old man's voice was not obvious in the dark night, and he was a little sickly, Grandpa Xiao Zhen was helping people move things to make money in the village, and he used to have good physical strength and could maintain his life, but since he got sick, his family's life has been getting worse and worse.

Grandpa Xiao Zhen's voice was very weak, and it was pitifully low against the background of the rain curtain, but Mo Chuchen heard every word clearly, he walked to the kitchen and brought the food to the door of Grandpa Xiao Zhen's room: "You are sick, it is important that you are full!" I'm not hungry. ”

"Are you going to steal your classmates' stuff again?" Hearing this, Grandpa Xiao Zhen was not moved at all, but coughed angrily, and his voice was even more excited: "You study hard, you will have a way out in the future, you rob your classmates like this, how will you live in the village in the future?" ”

"Don't be angry, I didn't rob it, I've decided to study seriously! Tomorrow Saturday, I'm going to do odd jobs to make money, you can take care of it when you're old, don't think too much!. Mo Chuchen tried to push open the door, Xiao Zhen's grandfather's room was not locked, although it was said that the room was also dark, but Mo Chuchen magically avoided the obstacle and put the food on the table: "Eat, I promise to surprise you tomorrow!" ”

Mo Chuchen spoke in Xiao Zhen's usual arrogant tone, regardless of whether Grandpa Xiao Zhen was in favor or against, he quickly slipped out of the room, in the original world line, Grandpa Xiao Zhen died of illness because of long-term lack of food.

Mo Chuchen didn't come to this world simply to fulfill Xiao Zhen's dream, in fact, this world was restarted, the reason was that in the last world line, the son of luck who was loved by the world consciousness failed to defeat the Great Demon King, and was finally killed by the Great Demon King, unfortunately, there are traces of the wild system on the Great Demon King.

Therefore, when he came to this world this time, in addition to being a dream master, he also had to work part-time to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao, and in this regard, Mo Chuchen put the goal of the first pot of gold on related matters.

This world was originally a world of supernatural directions, and there were not many ghosts in it, but because of the interference of the wild system, the number of ghosts in this world increased rapidly, which made the status of those truly capable heavenly masters rise to the top, and they were even more loved by the masses like goddesses.

Early the next morning, Mo Chuchen saw the empty dishes and chopsticks in the sink, Grandpa Xiao Zhen had already gone out early, as an old man who needed to raise his grandson, Grandpa Xiao Zhen had always worked hard, in order to let Xiao Zhen live well.

Mo Chuchen washed the dishes and chopsticks before putting on his school uniform and went out, outside the door, the small system had already thrown the buns over, and shouted cheerfully: "I pondered the plot for a long time yesterday, as long as I get up, I will definitely be fine!." ”

Raise your hand and catch it.

The hot temperature of the bun scorched his palm, Mo Chuchen took a bite without care, feeling the satiety brought by the fragrant meat buns, and said with a smile on his face: "What are you doing?" As far as your physique is concerned, if you don't solve it, you will never have it! ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the still gloomy sky, took Xiao Zhen's black umbrella, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the village, the road leading to the entrance of the village is a colorful stone path, this road crosses the entire village, even if it is a road idiot, you can always reach the entrance of the village along the road.

Thinking that he would have to deal with all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in the future, Xiao Zhi was not good, he frowned sadly, and lamented his ghost meat and bun physique: "I think, I still have to learn some strange door escape techniques to hide this physique...... We're going out? ”

The small system followed Mo Chuchen brainlessly, and it wasn't until Mo Chuchen stopped that he found that they were standing on the edge of the bus stop at the entrance of the village, the stop sign of the bus stop was very broken, and a small white sign with paint off was hung on a black painted pillar, and the words on it were blurred, leaving only mottled white paint fragments.

"Catch ghosts." Mo Chuchen carefully tied up the umbrella and calculated the time when the bus arrived, because Xiao Zhen didn't have a mobile phone, it was really cheating to investigate the bus dynamics, a bus would take half an hour to pass through the village, and the city park he was going to was an hour away from the village, which would take a lot of time to go back and forth.

Looking at Mo Chuchen's thoughtful face, Xiao Zheng was shocked, and secretly thought: Could it be that the host is so mad that he wants to take him to face those ghosts? .

When I think of the female ghost yesterday, the whole person of the small system is not good, it feels that it still needs time to adapt to it, this kind of drastic thing is not suitable for itself!.

After more than twenty minutes, the bus finally came, Mo Chuchen and the small system got into the car, threw two coins into it, the car to the city in the morning was very empty, Mo Chuchen glanced at it casually, and there was a wandering spirit trapped in place floating aimlessly in this car, obviously, something was placed in this car, so that the evil spirit could not enter and exit, and the wandering spirit was trapped in the village because it was too late to get out.

When Mo Chuchen passed by the cemetery on Xijiao Road in the car, he casually threw out the unlucky geist, such a weak thing will disappear quickly due to the magnetic field problem, but there is no need to worry about them harming people.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Chuchen and Xiao Zheng arrived at the urban park, which was a park open to the public, and there were many old men and women walking and jogging in the park early in the morning, and there were even many small vendors holding foam boxes and shouting along the park to sell in the morning.

"What are we doing here?" The small system looked at the old people coming and going in the park, it didn't think that there would be ghosts in this park now, ordinary ghosts were not afraid of the sun, but the ghosts were not good, as soon as they got close to the sun, their strength would be lost.

"Wait for someone." Mo Chuchen walked leisurely for a while, sitting opposite an old man playing chess at a stall, the cloth strip next to the old man also said that he won ten yuan in the game, this kind of thing, it seems that this old man is very confident in his level.

"Little friend, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat me."

The old man saw a teenage boy sitting across from him with a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny, estimating that this was a child who was short of money and wanted to try his luck.

He just can't find an opponent in the circle of friends, and wants to compete with the masters passing by, but unfortunately, after more than half a year, there are only 20 people who can beat him, and more are those children nearby who don't know the height of the sky and want to take pocket money.

"If you don't look down, how do you know it's not going to work? If you win, don't let it go! I'm in a hurry to use the money!. ”

Mo Chuchen had a pure smile on his face.

"No, no, I'm afraid you won't win, haha."

The old man smiled confidently......

Half an hour later, Mo Chuchen took the hot two ten-yuan tickets and said goodbye to the old man who lost the battle, he traveled through so many worlds, he naturally knew how to play chess, although it was a bit unkind to bully an old man, but he couldn't do it at the moment.

"Twenty yuan, what does this have to do with catching ghosts?" The small system glanced sympathetically at the old man who was staring at the chessboard behind him.

Mo Chuchen smiled and said nothing, he went to the nearby commissary to buy brushes, art paper and ink, and then seriously folded the art paper into a note with a length: 15cm and a width of 6cm.

"Wait, shouldn't the drawing charm be cinnabar yellow paper or something? This is very unconvincing for the aborigines! ”

The small system looked at the more and more notes were written.

These notes drawn by the host contain a lot of deterrent power, and ordinary ghosts will really be cool when they encounter this.

Unfortunately, the length and playfulness of these notes make it less secure for the natives of the small world than the rune paper of the street crooks.

On the lake in the park, a gust of wind blew up and swept through the small pavilion, blowing up a piece of rune paper on the table.

As if pulled by an invisible thread, the paper floated all the way to the depths of the park, as if looking for some target .......

On the path along the lake, a young man in a black tracksuit had dark eyes on his pale face, and his mouth was also pale and he looked dying.

This young man's name is Takeda, he is one of the frequent visitors to the park, and his biggest hobbies every day are morning jogging and going to the gym.

In fact, Takeda was indeed a sunny and healthy young man before.

It all started one night three months ago, when he and his colleagues at the company made an appointment to play in a newly opened commercial haunted house, and on the way to the haunted house, they met a funeral procession for the night.

In the local area, anyone who died unjustly and was unable to avenge his grievances, or whose family members did not want revenge, would choose to be buried at night.

Legend has it that the dead have a chance to turn into ghosts and take revenge on those who killed them.

It's a world with ghosts, but people are often more complex than ghosts, they are afraid of ghosts, and sometimes they are fearless.

When the team was missing, Takeda accidentally saw a photograph of the deceased in the hands of a linen passerby.

It was a very beautiful girl, and it was unforgettable at first glance.

Therefore, Takeda said cheaply at that time: "It's so beautiful, what a pity to die!" ”

That is the sentence, and he is haunted by ghosts.

Every night, that female ghost will appear by Takeda's side, absorbing the yang energy of the living to her heart's content, and Takeda's life is hard, and she can still go jogging in the park after being sucked for two months, and if she wants to change to someone else, she has already sung in the hospital gown.

"Why is it so cold today? Did you meet a liar again? ”

Because of the lack of qi, even if the female ghost was not around during the day, Takeda's body could not feel a trace of warmth.

This coldness came from his soul, and no matter how much he wrapped, it would not help.

Everywhere Takeda walks now, it seems like he is in a huge ice cave, and he shiveres from the cold, but outsiders will not understand it at all.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Takeda dug into his pocket, took out a yellow talisman that had been folded into the shape of a bagua, and threw it on the ground with hatred.

On the second day after being haunted by a female ghost, he ran to several nearby temples in the city, visited a fortune teller on the side of the road, and spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to buy a bunch of rune paper, but none of these things could expel female ghosts.

In this case, he was so angry that he spent a lot of money to invite a master from other places to exorcise ghosts, who knew that this foreign master was also a parallel import, took him 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, and ran away after reciting the Great Compassion Mantra blindly.

After the parallel trade master ran away, Takeda felt that there were more strange supernatural phenomena at home, and with the mentality that there was no way out, he went to some supernatural forums to ask.

Only then did I know that the Great Compassion Mantra could not be recited casually, there was no means, and if it was not pronounced well, it would attract ghosts.

"Is it my life?"

Takeda's gaze dimmed, and he could feel his life passing away.

At this moment, a long white strip of paper floated over with the wind and landed on Takeda's body with a click, that is, at that moment, the cold aura on Takeda's body faded away, and the long-lost warmth embraced Takeda again.

"What is this?"

The warm feeling cleared Takeda's confused head a lot.

He took down the note glued to his body, looked at the flowing font on it, and was stunned for half a minute, his numb eyes gradually brightened.

The thin art paper, the unpretentious calligraphy!

Takeda pinched the paper and realized with ecstasy that this was a different kind of rune paper!