There are many cultural and historical sites in Hangzhou, including the unique West Lake culture, silk culture, tea culture, and the Hangzhou beauties that the fat man talks about day and night.

As soon as the two got off the plane, they took a taxi and flew all the way to the pre-booked apartment complex.

The fat man sitting on the co-pilot handed the taxi master a cigarette when he had nothing to do, and opened his mouth to ask: "Master, I heard that in this place in Hangzhou, the beauty is a well-known water spirit, I don't know where I can meet it?" ”

The taxi driver glanced at this foreigner whose Mandarin was not very standard, and he did not refuse to come, he took the cigarette, opened the window and began to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog.

Shi Yijian looked at this guy's smoking demeanor and the two fingers on his hands that had been discolored by cigarette smoke, and knew that this guy was definitely an old smoking gun, a few points more powerful than Uncle Fan.

The taxi driver, who smoked half a cigarette at once, slowly began to speak at length at this time: "You are the right person, I have been a taxi driver here for more than ten years, in this place of Hangzhou, beautiful women are basically not seen during the day, and there is no West Lake, only at night, this kind of female animal will be flooded." You can try your luck at night markets, shopping malls or squares, but I still recommend that you spend some money and go to the bars for a stroll, after all, it's not easy to get there, it's the place where beautiful women gather, all of them are young and beautiful, the key is that you wear less clothes, it's very eye-catching, and maybe you can ......"

After that, he smiled knowingly and continued to explore the topic in depth.

Shi Yijian, who was sitting in the back, listened to the old driver's slippery tone all the way and sucked in the soot residue blown by the wind, which was really uncomfortable, so he had to open the window and smoke a copy. He looked at the bustling world outside the window, enjoying the summer scenery alone, and there was no leisure to talk nonsense with them.

After a while, the car came to the door of the hotel apartment building, and the two of them checked in, cleaned up, and began to wander around the hotel.

Sure enough, as the taxi master said, on the whole street, there are many shadows, and the beauties are nowhere to be seen, but on the road, there are cars coming and going, and there is an endless stream.

After eating at a special small restaurant, Shi Yijian knew that tonight was Halloween, and there were some taboos, so he didn't have the mind to meet the girl. He dragged the reluctant fat man back to his apartment, and after taking a warm shower, he began to watch TV boredly.

The fat man, who stayed in the room and played with his mobile phone for a while, stood idly by the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the bright moon that had just risen, and began to chant: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and look down at the girl." Uncle, such a good moon, with my outstanding talent, what a pity if I don't go out for a walk and meet by chance. ”

Shi Yijian was so noisy that he couldn't calm down: "It's okay, just hurry up and wash and sleep, you're here all day long, are you itchy and want to do your homework again?" ”

When the fat man heard this, he immediately walked over, and said with a smile: "Copy and write, that's a child's business, we adults, we should do something about adults." ”

Looking at the fat man's dead pig's dignity that was not afraid of boiling water, Shi Yijian smiled or scolded or scolded, so he had to explain: "Tonight's Midyear Festival, which is equivalent to July 14 over there on our side, don't toss, stay here honestly, and don't go anywhere." ”

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, there are relevant records in Taoism and Buddhism, Taoism calls it the Zhongyuan Festival, and Buddhism is called the Bon Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival.

Legend has it that from the beginning of the seventh lunar month, the ownerless spirits in the underworld began to be released one by one, allowing them to spend a period of time under the custody of ghosts and accept people's sacrifices.

And on the 14th and 15th of July, some resentful ghosts will also be taken care of by the underworld and allowed to be temporarily released for a walk. At night in these two days, the yin qi in the world is heavier, and some elderly people who are deeply secreted of the world will burn some paper money on the roadside, insert incense, put down some food, and hope for the health of their families.

Shi Yijian, who often deals with lonely souls and wild ghosts, although he is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, he is still a little taboo. Especially before and after the Midyear Festival, if there is dirty things entangled, it is most likely a matter of cause and effect. In addition, people are in a foreign country, and it is also during the night walk of a hundred ghosts, instead of tossing around outside, it is better to sleep comfortably with your head covered.

But the trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop.

In the middle of the night, because the two of them had eaten too early, the Five Organs Temple had already begun to beat gongs and drums, and now they could only find a roadside stall to worship.

You said that people are going to be unlucky, they can stuff their teeth when they drink water, and the fat man who drank a few more bottles of beer, on the way back to the apartment, suddenly urinated, and he couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly found a dark green belt, raised his legs, and began to pee freely.

Suddenly, a black figure jumped out of the half-human-high green belt, and the fat man was so frightened that he hurriedly turned off the faucet and put the gun into his pants. It's just that in a hurry, in a moment of carelessness, he actually caught his poor little brother in the chain of his trousers, and he screamed in pain.

What appeared in front of the two of them was an unkempt, tattered, and elderly woman, holding half a roast chicken in her hand, and seemed to be a scavenger.

But as soon as Shi Yijian saw this person, most of the alcohol dissipated in an instant. Because he had an innate psychic body, he obviously felt that the old woman emanated a cold aura, and the person standing in front of Shi Yijian's eyes was definitely not a person.

The fat man, who finally pulled the trouser chain, scolded: "Old immortal, you have to go under the tree to eat when you eat, you are deified, and if you are sick, you will go to the doctor." ”

Seeing that the fat man still wanted to scold, Shi Yijian glared at the fat man and asked him not to talk too much and come over quickly.

It's a bit late, though.

The old woman said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, I have something to do with eating a chicken, you have to pee on me." If you can't make a point, don't think about leaving tonight. ”

When the fat man heard this, he was really amused by this crazy woman: "What, do you still want to make money?" I ......"

Before I finished speaking, the fat man was forcibly dragged behind him by Shi Yijian, and before he understood what was going on, he heard Shi Yijian speak: "Old man, I don't think the resentment on your body is heavy, tonight's matter, I will compensate you on behalf of my friend, everyone will not entangle each other." As he spoke, he arched his hand.

When the old woman heard this, she knew that she had met an expert. However, seeing that this person is young, and his Taoism will not be much higher, she smiled coldly: "Yo, it turned out to be a little Taoist priest, no wonder he is so arrogant." If an apology is useful, is it still used by dead people? ”

Although Shi Yijian knew that this old woman had no serious grievances and should not have hurt anyone's life, the so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive, since she didn't want to shake hands and make peace, then he Shi Yijian was not a good stubble.

He squinted his eyes slightly, secretly took out the ghost-eyed Buddha shrine from his satchel, and was ready to preemptively attack it if he didn't agree with him.

Shi Yijian said righteously: "It's not easy to see you come out, I could have regarded it as invisible, since this is the case, then it's no wonder to me." With that, he suddenly raised the ghost-eyed shrine and summoned the rat spirit out.

But just as Shi Yijian was about to play a five-thunder talisman, the rat spirit squeaked twice: "Hey, Huang Santai's grandmother? ”

The old woman in front of her also replied: "Are you the fifth gray master?" ”

At this time, Shi Yijian was confused, until he learned from the mouth of the rat spirit that the true identity of the old woman turned out to be Huang Xian, one of the five great immortals.

As for why this weasel is attached to a corpse, there is also a small episode in the middle.

It is said that there is a second ancestor because of gambling lost money, no money to repay the debt, so he stole a perennial family to worship a calligraphy and painting out of the pawn, the boss saw that although this painting is not produced by a famous teacher, but the animal painting on it is fine, especially the two eyes on the painting, into the eyes expressive, there is the finishing touch, and the calligraphy and painting are also some years, it is a high price acquisition.

The painting was sold to an antique shop.

Originally, these Taoist Baojia Immortals practiced the same wherever they practiced, and they were worshipped, which was naturally good, and it was okay if no one worshipped them. However, instead of being placed in a room guarded by the statue of Guan Erye, the weasel always felt uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of the days when the ghost gate was open in July, when the yin qi was heavier, Huang Santai's grandmother also ran out to breathe, just in time, I saw a corpse on the side of the road that had just died not long ago, and not far away there were some paper money that had been burned to ashes and a small half of a roast chicken.

Mrs. Huang didn't know how long it had been since she had tasted chicken, and she was so hungry and thirsty that she attached herself to the old woman's corpse, grabbed the roast chicken in her hands, and hid in the green belt to nibble on the roast chicken like chewing wax.

As for what happened later, Shi Yijian, as a party concerned, doesn't need to say more.

After listening to the weasel's tirade, Shi Yijian smiled slightly: "It's really a big flood that washed the Dragon Emperor Temple, and the family doesn't recognize the family." If the grandmother doesn't dislike it, you can settle down with me for the time being, and it's not too late to make plans in the future. As he spoke, he took out the ghost-eyed shrine and lit up in front of the weasel's eyes.

The weasel, who had been separated from the old woman, immediately recognized this thing and exclaimed: "Ghost eye shrine? ”

"It is this thing, this thing is of great help to nourish the soul, if you stay in it for a long time to practice, it will definitely have a miraculous effect."

Shi Yijian pinched the Ghost Eye Buddha Shrine and continued to bewitch: "This Ghost Eye Buddha Shrine has also been soaked in Yellow Spring Water, and the essence of Yellow Spring Water is concentrated in it. ”

When the weasel heard this, his saliva was about to run down.

After hesitating for a long time, the weasel still made a condition: "Can you buy the painting I possessed before, the animals in it are painted with my essence blood and ashes, and they are connected to my blood, if you can offer one or two, I will repay you." ”

Shi Yi couldn't ask for it, he immediately agreed: "This is natural, if you don't say it, I will do it, you can rest assured." With that, he reached out and opened the Ghost Eye Buddha Shrine and let it burrow inside.

But the rat spirit on the side was a little reluctant, and finally there was a feng shui treasure, but now it has to be divided into half, and the gap is a bit big. But it's one of the five immortals, it's not easy to say anything, it's half of it, it's half of it, anyway, the place is very big, and this solo music is not as comfortable as everyone's music.

Thinking of this, the rat spirit also generously invited the weasel to officially settle in.

As for the corpse of the old woman on the sidewalk, in the spirit of the mentality that more is better than less, Shi Yijian didn't see it, anyway, the deceased is gone, no matter how much he tosses, he can't resurrect people, so let the police deal with it tomorrow morning.