"Good, good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The old lady nodded with a smile when she heard his words, "Xiao Su is really a good boy, grandma knows it, and she won't be reckless." ”

She paid the money and left trembling with her things.

Su Mu looked at her figure, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

After most of the things in Su Musha's store were sold, the number of people who came to the store to buy things gradually became fewer, and Su Musha simply closed the store and went back to cook.

After such a long period of cultivation, its three-colored fur has turned jade white, white and flawless, faintly glowing with a soft light under the sun. Of course, the already chubby body is even more rounded, no matter from which point of view, it looks like a ...... Ball.

Regarding the fact that his own god has changed from a Dutch rat to a rat without a tail, Su Musha thinks...... Slightly congested.

The rat man lay on the sofa and rubbed his soft belly with his paws, and was very satisfied with this feeling. Its pair of black bean eyes aimed at Su Musha, and then with a glaring of its hind legs, it jumped up from the sofa and landed accurately in Su Musha's arms, which was more than twice as fast as before, which was very amazing.

Su Musha rubbed his aching chest, took the rat master to his shoulder, and asked it, "How do you feel?" ”

The rat lord stood up proudly, "It feels great, and my whole body is full of strength." That's how I feel, how a "cool" word.

It sat on Su Musha's shoulder, watched her busy, and asked, "What day is it now, why do I feel that the yin qi between heaven and earth has suddenly become heavy?" ”

Su Musha replied as he walked to the kitchen, "The Qingming Festival is coming, the ghost door is about to open, and the yin qi will naturally be in full bloom." In the past two days, Huang Yi and Huang Er have been particularly jubilant. ”

"No wonder......" Lord Rat nodded to himself, "Then do you still want to prepare incense candles and other things for those wandering ghosts this year?" I don't know if it's a delusion or not, but I always feel that there are more and more wandering ghosts every year, and the things you have prepared may not be enough for them to share. ”

"I have prepared in previous years, and I will naturally prepare this year." Su Musha was silent for a while--think about it, there must be something hidden in the area of Wuyan Alley, and the ghosts attracted more and more ghosts every year, and the more restless things there are. It's better to let Huang Yi and Huang Er watch them more, and don't let them make trouble.

Su Musha cooked the meal, and one person and one mouse took it without mentioning it.

In the next two days, some more people came to Suji to buy incense and candles, and many young people who were working outside also rushed back to prepare activities such as worshipping their ancestors and going to the graves. The smoke alley was much more lively for a while.

Lu Yun also went home on vacation and helped Su Musha sell things together. After seeing her, there were a few little boys who found some excuses to hang around Su Ji from time to time, and Su Musha wanted to laugh when he saw her, young man, he was always full of energy.

Of course, if anyone comes to inquire about the news of his little apprentice, Su Musha will directly refuse - his little apprentice is still young, and he must not fall in love.

So in this kind of idle and interesting life, the Qingming Festival has come.

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There is an ancient poem: "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." On the day of Qingming's arrival, the weather that had always been fine was also gloomy, and at about eight o'clock in the morning, it began to rain lightly outside the window.

Su Musha was awakened by the sound of raindrops falling to the ground, got out of bed and opened the curtains, and then returned to the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, looking at the foggy scenery outside the window, a little distracted - on the day of Qingming, he always did not sleep well.

For Su Musha, the Qingming Festival is just a day off, no different from days like Saturday and Sunday, and does not have any special significance. Su Musha has no parents and no relatives, so naturally there is no need to go to the grave to worship his ancestors. And the Zhang family, who raised him, refused to admit his identity, and the Zhang family never had his share in priestly activities.

Su Musha felt a little lonely, so he sat on the bed and watched the rain outside the window until noon.

Eventually, he felt a little hungry, so he got up and prepared to cook.

When Su Musha was still washing in the bathroom, he suddenly heard a sound from outside the living room, and then Lu Yun's voice came, "Master! Master, are you at home?! ”

There was panic and urgency in the little girl's voice. Su Musha was stunned for a moment, then quickly wiped his hands and walked out, "I'm here, Xiaoyun, what's wrong?" ”

Lu Yun's face was stained with a lot of water, and he didn't know if it was sweat or rain, his black hair was stuck to his face, his cheeks were crimson, and his breathing was also very short. As soon as she saw Su Musha, she ran over and grabbed his arm, "Master, it's not good, something happened!" ”

Su Musha patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, don't worry, if you have something to say, say it slowly, what's wrong?" ”

Lu Yun took a breath, "When I just went out, I happened to bump into a group of people who hurried back, and there was a child in his arms, the child had passed out, I asked Sister Li Hua about the situation out of curiosity, she said that the child was a distant cousin of hers, and their family was originally worshipping their ancestors on the mountain, but the child suddenly fainted, so she hurried back." ”

"I glanced at the kid and felt that he was not an ordinary faint, but like he had lost his soul!"

Hearing this, Su Musha's brows couldn't help frowning deeply, on the day of Qingming, the ghost door was opened, but the king of Hades would not let the evil ghosts come out. The ghosts that come out are generally not harmful, so even if the soul of a child is weak, it should not lose its soul.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Lu Yun gently pulled his sleeve and said cautiously, "Master, why don't we go and have a look?" That kid is quite young, and, moreover, he is still a relative of Sister Xiaohua's family......"

Su Musha touched her head and said, "Don't worry, I'll call your Uncle Mao first." The last time he was here, everyone in the Smoke Alley knew him, and his words were more convincing. In the eyes of strangers, he is just an ordinary student, and even if he wants to go up and help, I'm afraid no one will believe him.

Lu Yun nodded, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Su Musha dialed Mao Zhaoying's phone and simply told him about it. When Mao Zhaoying heard this, he immediately responded, saying that Su Musha would wait a while, and he would come in a while.

About five minutes later. There was a knock on the door of Su Musha's house. Su Musha was a little surprised, it was so fast?

He went to open the door, and it was Mao Zhaoying standing outside the door. His countenance hadn't changed much from the last time they had met, just a little calmer.

Su Musha respected Mao Zhaoying very much, and hurriedly invited people into the house, "Brother Mao, why did you come so soon?" ”

Mao Zhaoying patted the raindrops on his clothes and said with a smile: "Isn't this just running errands in X City, not far from your Wuyan Alley." A taxi ride will take a while. ”

"Don't you have to go to worship your ancestors today?" Su Musha poured him a cup of hot tea.

"Originally, I was going to go, but when an old friend of my master came, he decided not to go, and said that the ancestors of the Mao family were very enlightened and would definitely not return us." Mao Zhaoying sighed, embarrassed to say this.

The corners of Su Musha's eyes twitched a little - this really looks like what Old Man Mao would do, Old Man Mao is a good person and has taught a lot of good disciples, but this character, cough cough, is a little unreliable.