After discussing for a while, Gu Ming said goodbye and left.

When I was about to get home, I saw a middle-aged man in a strange costume walking towards me.

It looks a bit like a scholar, but the clothes are a bit like official robes.

Puzzled, Gu Ming couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

The other party seemed to feel something, and his eyes also looked over......

As he passed by, the man couldn't help but sigh, his body took two steps back, and he asked Gu Ming, "This little brother, can you see me?" ”

"Huh!?"

These words suddenly shocked Gu Ming's heart.

Someone asked him this...... Not a human to be exact, it's a female ghost.

But this man really doesn't look like a ghost, he is upright and high-spirited, and he has a bookish atmosphere.

In the spirit of finding out, Gu Ming nodded: "That's right, you can see it." ”

"That's weird......"

The man glanced at Gu Ming carefully, looking thoughtful.

Then he smiled: "You may not believe it, I am a local city god!" ”

City God?

Gu Ming was taken aback.

After all, the name "City God" is too loud, what common people don't know the name of City God?

All counties and state capitals have City God Temples.

The city god and the land can be called the gods closest to the people.

Because of this, he is regarded by the people as the protector of the place, and affectionately called the Lord of the City, the Lord of the City God, the Lord of the Land, the Lord of the Land, and the Father-in-law of the Land.

All along, Gu Ming has seen statues.

I never thought that I would see the true body of the City God Lord tonight?

No wonder this dress looks a little familiar, it turned out to be the official uniform of Lord Chenghuang.

Thinking together, Gu Ming couldn't help but nod subconsciously: "Well, I believe it!" ”

After all, this is the world of Liaozhai, what is so strange about the appearance of a city god?

According to the story in the original book, there may also be Monkey King and Fairy Chang'e in this world......

"Great, looking at your breath, you should be considered an alien, otherwise you won't be able to see my true body at all."

Gu Ming said modestly: "Actually, Xiaosheng is just a scholar. ”

"What's wrong with the reader? I used to be a reader......"

Chenghuang took the initiative to reveal his identity in his previous life, he was originally a showman, and his name was Song Tao.

Hearing the introduction, Gu Ming faintly recalled that there was a story in the original book of Liao Zhai called "Kao Chenghuang", which was about the bizarre experience of a Xiucai named Song Tao who was called to take the Chenghuang exam.

It's too coincidental, I didn't expect him to be in Guobei County.

"It turned out to be Lord Chenghuang, and I am fortunate to be ...... By the way, Xiaosheng's name is Gu Ming, the word, Wenxing. ”

"Don't be so polite, just call me Mr. Song. It's rare to meet someone who can communicate with me face-to-face, go, I'll invite you to drink. ”

Gu Ming smiled: "It's better to go to my house to drink, it's not far ahead, but the place is a little simpler." ”

"Don't get in the way, it's rare to meet a drinking friend, and I'm going to have a good drink today."

As he spoke, an extra jar of wine appeared out of thin air.

The two talked and laughed and returned to the straw hut.

"Huh? You wrote this story? ”

As soon as he entered, Song Tao subconsciously picked up a "Du Shi Niang" on the table and looked at it, his face was a little surprised.

"That's right, I wrote it."

"Hah, you didn't expect that, did you? The last time I played this play, I hid in the crowd and watched it. Wonderful, really wonderful! ”

can get a compliment from the city god, saying that it is not proud, it is false.

At least a little.

However, Gu Ming was also "modest" on his face: "I have won awards...... By the way, Mr. Song, I have recently written a new book, and I will give you a book to kill time in your spare time......"

Gu Ming took out a copy of "The Legend of the West Chamber" and handed it over.

The title page of the book printed this time has Gu Ming's autograph and seal, which can be regarded as double anti-counterfeiting.

Once he became famous in the future, the value of any autographed book might at least multiply.

"Oh, I'll look at ......"

Song Tao took the book and read it for a while, and couldn't help but stroke his palm: "Okay, it's really good!" The biggest advantage of writing books in the vernacular style is that it is close to life and makes it easier for people to accept and understand. ”

"Mr. Song, my original intention was to write some novels suitable for the public."

"Come on, come on, talk and drink at the same time."

Gu Ming answered, found two bowls, and the two of them chatted and drank at the same time, but they also chatted quite speculatively.

When he got drunk, Gu Ming began to deliberately inquire about the news.

"Mr. Song, as a local city god, you should know a lot of people's secrets, right?"

"Naturally, many people will go to the City God Temple to make wishes or confide, and after listening to more, I naturally have an account in my heart."

"That'...... Can you reveal some secrets about the county commander Qin Shou and Zhou Yuanwai? ”

Song Tao shook his head: "This is a heavenly opportunity, once it is leaked for no reason, the consequences will be very serious."

But when you say that, I do remember something.

You've fought a lawsuit on behalf of someone, and you lost all your money.

Since you are destined to be a drinking buddy, I can remind you a little here......"

"Oh? Listen up in the next wash! ”

"Looking at your complexion and luck, it can be called resurrection from the dead, broken and then standing.

From now on, it can be described by a common saying: sesame seeds bloom highly. ”

These words suddenly shocked Gu Ming's heart.

He was almost a little suspicious that Song Tao had seen the identity of his soul piercing.

However, it is unlikely to think about it.

Maybe what he calculated was just a person's life.

"Haha, what a sesame flower! Borrow Mr. Song's auspicious words, come, drink another bowl! ”

drank until midnight, and Song Tao left happily.

He also said that if he wanted to drink in the future, he could go to the City God Temple to find him.

Inexplicably, he made a friend with the old man Chenghuang, Gu Ming was very pleased, and took advantage of the wine to grab the brush, brush and brush and start writing "Du Shi Niang".

I have five lessons to learn from writing once.

Accumulate a lot, gather sand into a tower.

I came to the store early the next morning to prepare for the start of a new day.

"Wen Xing, we may have to invite a few people, such a big yard, can't we clean it ourselves, right?"

Gu Ming responded: "I know, but I've been busy with the opening of the business and haven't taken care of it."

If you want to recruit, you have to recruit one cook, two or three hard work, and two or three maids to do odd jobs. ”

"Okay, or I'll write a notice and stick it outside."

Gu Ming nodded: "Okay, you can just do this kind of trivial matter by yourself." ”

After a while, Nie Xiaoqian came to the store with Yu'er.

"Xiaoqian, is your father's mood better?"

Gu Ming stepped forward and asked softly.

"Well, it's much better, thank you for your concern."

There are other people in the store, and Nie Xiaoqian is naturally more reserved and polite.

Yu'er took the initiative to go to the yard to help clean up.

After a while, people came to the store one after another.

There are those who are curious to visit, those who inquire about quotations, and those who come to inquire about the consignment of calligraphy and paintings......

It seems that the news of the opening of the study has slowly spread.

After a while, the tavern shopkeeper diagonally opposite also ran over, pulled Gu Ming and asked mysteriously, "Gu Xiucai, nothing strange happened in the courtyard during this time?" ”

"Hehe, it's no wonder that you say it's not weird, I cut down that jujube tree, and the yard will be too peaceful at once."

"Uh...... It's also too ...... It's a little too simple. ”

In fact, Gu Ming could almost guess that most of them were inquired by the owner of the tavern.

Now if I knew that the yard was not haunted, I would definitely regret it......

[May Day is coming, and the epidemic has almost subsided, here, Saburo wishes all book friends a happy holiday!] In addition, there is a shift at noon and one at night]