The night in the town is very cold,

In addition to the rich and leisurely people who will come out to visit the night market,

Ordinary people go home early in the morning and their wives and children are hot on the kang.

The night is like blue water,

The silver moonlight covered the ground,

The concert was dispersed...... Not a soul was there...... Lonely and empty......

Only the real evening breeze blows by,

The road surface seems to have been washed,

Covered with a faint layer of frost.

Tonight's moon is exceptionally round,

Hanging in the sky like a silver jade plate,

Tomorrow is the 14th of July,

But the moon on the 13th seems to be very round and bright......

The three of them rode back from the road,

Park your bike at the door.

Qiusheng got out of the car and put on an impromptu performance, waving his hand while twisting his waist, singing a song in his mouth, "I can't stop loving you......"

Uncle Ying's hand involuntarily swayed, ready to sing two sentences, but suddenly realized that it was too much, so he shook his head with a smile.

Qiusheng remembered something, so he asked, "Master, you are well-informed, let me ask you something, I see that they will start calling Brother An as soon as the concert is over, you say...... Who the hell is this Brother An? ”

Uncle Ying's brows furrowed,

How do I know who Brother Ang is?

How can you kid pick all these weird questions to ask?

It doesn't matter if you don't know,

Uncle Ying smiled without saying a word, and his expression was tightened,

He didn't want to be looked down upon by his apprentices.

Seeing that Uncle Ying didn't answer, Qiusheng continued with a smile, "But ah, master, Brother An is really powerful, as long as you call his name, Sister Fang will come back and sing a few more songs, haha." ”

Uncle Ying nodded silently in agreement, this Brother An does have some ability, if you are lucky enough to meet him, you must ask him for advice, maybe the audience in the audience will shout and shout 'Zhengying~Zhengying~'.

Shen Lang parked his bicycle and walked over, "What do you mean by asking Brother An?" Yawned, "Ah...... I don't know...... It seems to be from a foreign language...... In the cross talk, it is called returning, and there are always people shouting 'one more, one more' in the audience...... Oh, I see, Brother An means one more. ”

Qiusheng suddenly realized, "I see." ”

I see!

Uncle Ying's expression was strange for a while, and then he said, "Well, what Wen Cai wants to say is what the teacher just wanted to say!" He looked at Qiusheng, "Qiusheng, as a teacher, I wanted to count you down early in the morning, what kind of brother An is not a brother, and he has no cultural literacy at all...... In the future, don't play around, learn from other people's literary talents, and master more knowledge is the most important thing. ”

"Oh...... The master ...... "Autumn is strange and aggrieved."

Uncle Ying deceived his head and wiped his sweat,

"Whew, fortunately, I was witty and didn't talk to Qiusheng."

ps. Ange is the transliteration of English Encore, which means another song, which is mostly used to call out the singer's return at the concert.

Shen Lang stopped slightly in front of the temple house, there was some noise inside, there was a thief?! Wrong...... The sound seems to be a group of children......

"Master, listen! There's movement! Shen Lang leaned his ear on the face of the God of Wealth, the room was really noisy, it was not an illusion, and it sounded like a child was playing.

Qiusheng disagreed, "Wencai, don't be so daring, it must be the spirit boy who is taking advantage of us to come out to be naughty again." ”

Aside from the two high-ranking apprentices, Uncle Ying pushed the door in, and there were dozens of five or six-year-old dolls in the room jumping and playing...... There were little boys and little girls, and all of them wore little red belly pockets...... Playful and cute......

Uncle Ying is still very majestic, as soon as he entered, the spirit babies didn't dare to make trouble for a moment, and stood obediently in place, Uncle Ying's brows stretched, "Okay, let you play for ten more minutes, and then you will go back obediently." ”

"Oh! All right! Hey! ”

The little ones played games in the mourning hall.

The three of them sat down at the table and stool next to them,

Uncle Ying silently raised his cup,

Motioning for someone to pour water for themselves......

"Wencai~" Uncle Ying said.

"Hehe, master, these children are very cute and festive."

Shen Lang ignored the cup that Uncle Ying was holding,

Holding the teapot, he poured himself a glass of water to quench his thirst.

I feel that counting on Shen Lang is no play,

Uncle Ying squinted at Qiusheng,

"Autumn Birth~"

"Well, the master wants me to say," Qiusheng took the teapot in Shen Lang's hand and poured himself a glass of water and drank it all, "Ha...... Refreshing...... If you want me to say, master, you are too indulgent to them, and you actually allow them to come out and play, hum. ”

Uncle Ying rolled his eyes angrily,

Reach out and grab the teapot and pour yourself water,

Stunned, I found that there was not a drop of water in the teapot,

"Hmph, you two are really unworthy disciples!"

Shen Lang and Qiusheng looked at each other in a daze,

"What's going on? Aren't we very good......"

"Shaw! I think it's undercuted! ”

Uncle Ying threw the teapot aside,

At this time, there is no interest in drinking water.

Shen Lang and Qiu Sheng stood aside and scratched their cheeks in embarrassment......

It turns out that the master wants to drink water, you just say it.

Shen Lang hurriedly walked forward, "I'll go boil water." ”

Qiusheng followed, "I'll help Wencai's hand." ”

"Hmph~" The nose snorted, and Uncle Ying was finally satisfied, "It's pretty much the same." ”

The wood stove, the copper kettle, and the kung fu water boiled in a short time, and Shen Lang personally made a good pot for Uncle Ying...... High crushing!

Uncle Ying was refreshed after drinking, and his teeth were full of ...... Tea ......

After such a while, nearly a quarter of an hour has passed, and the cute little spirit babies have forgotten the time, and are still jumping around in the house, and a few of them can even exert a little magic power together, such as controlling the chair to fly, making the yellow paper candle float around, or something......

Shen Lang and Qiusheng nodded frequently, if this is a circus...... Huge profits! What kind of yellow paper ingots are still sold!

Uncle Ying frowned, spit out the broken tea leaves in his mouth, and he straightened his face and said, "Okay, you little urchins, stop in moderation!" ”

"Oh——!" The spirit babies responded, and obediently slipped back to the white ceramic doll that belonged to their own 'flesh' on the altar table, only to see that they turned into colorful essence light and instantly integrated into their own position, which was wonderful!

"These kind spirit babies are still very talkative." Uncle Ying looked at the three spirit infant dolls in the most central part of the offering hall with an unkind face, "If you offend the three most evil demon babies......

The difference between the demon baby and the spirit baby is that the porcelain doll that is carried by their 'flesh' is pitch black, in fact, it is also white at the beginning, but the demon baby's resentment is too heavy, so it slowly turns black......

In order to prevent these demon babies from going out and harming the world,

Uncle Ying sealed them with a special technique,

The three black porcelain dolls are tightly tied with red threads,

Especially their eyes...... Tie the ...... with a red ribbon

Shen Lang had already fallen in love with these three ghost things, but the task requirement was to slay demons and subdue demons, and these three demon babies obediently stayed in the offering hall without moving...... If they do not do evil...... Theoretically, there is no reason to kill them......

It's also more difficult to kill, the demon baby in the movie is simply a strong stool, Shen Lang feels that it is necessary to learn from Uncle Ying, Aunt Cane and Huang Daochang in the past few days...... Female ghosts who are half-hung and professional in dealing with zombies and emotional disputes...... This kind of demon baby with no ratio? It's very difficult!