This time I came back. Exhausted. Body and mind. **。 Day 1. Night. Soon after I fell asleep. My grandfather gave me a dream. Let me go to his office to meet his old man when I have time. My grandfather is a ghost. His office is of course the Soul Collecting Temple at the north end of the village. He's in a hurry to see me, and it's not good for me not to go. Again. He can't hurt me anymore.

After waking up in the morning. I'll think about it. At night. I'm not going to go. Don't take that risk. Because. Since Master's death. I'm on my own. This time and again, it came down again and again. My whole body became timid. So. I decided to go and meet him during the day. There is something to say during the day. Something to do during the day. Otherwise. Nothing to talk about. That's it.

It's here. That day. Midday. throughout the day. When the yang energy is at its peak. I carried a hint of spirits. I personally burned a poached chicken for my grandfather. Speaking of this chicken. I don't know whose family it is. I caught it on the street. Hair removed. Removed the entrails. I'll make it for my grandfather. I don't know what it tastes like. Bring these things with you anyway. I went straight to the Soul Harvesting Temple at the north end of the village. Judges, don't call me shameless. That's it.

On the way. Just walked onto the dirt road that led to the Temple of Soul Harvesting. A cold voice still startled me.

"Who are you?" The cold and bone-eating sound seemed to come from the air

I saw people all around me. Settle your mind. I thought it was a hallucination. Take a step and go. Then. The voice came again. 'Who the hell are you?' Say it. Otherwise. I want you to look good'.

"I'm here to visit my grandfather," I said impatiently. I thought to myself that I had to eat the food of the underworld, so that no one should scare anyone.

"It turned out to be the little master. This way, please, "That side is polite all of a sudden

"What" I was surprised to hear. There wasn't even a ghost around. Actually. Can someone talk to me. It called me 'Little Master'. It's because my grandfather is a landlord. Stumped. The voice just now. It's a tenant under the master. It's weird. It's incredible.

Strange is strange. But the name is reported. I feel much more at ease. After all. This is on the master's one-acre and three-point land. There's nothing wrong with it. Even whoever stands in the way has to give me a few thin noodles.

Walk to the Temple of Soul Harvesting. I was very careful to put the wine and poached chicken on the offering table in front of the temple gate. Because this soul collection temple is no more than one meter high. It's not wide. Eighty centimeters. And. The temple gate is low. Base. I can't see the scene in the temple clearly. I had to sit on the floor.

"Who. Get in. Inform my grandfather. He said that his great-grandson had come to see him with wine," I shouted. There was no response for a long time. Hey. Master. Is it a business trip. That's not right. On his one-third of an acre. If you have something, you don't need his old man to go out. His Yin soldiers can do it.

"Master. The grandfather ......, "I just howled twice. A few offerings were smashed out of the Soul Harvesting Temple. A pear smashed directly on my forehead. me to the ground.

"Master. Why are you so ruthless," I sat up from the turf. It hurt so much that I grinned.

"This is the Temple of Soul Harvesting. How can you allow a big living person to shout from here" At this time, a figure gradually appeared inside the door of the Soul Collecting Temple. Black-robed and robe-coated. Go without saying. It must be a master.

"Turtle Sun. It's coming," the master poked his head out of the Soul Collecting Temple. Glamorous. It's cute. There is no shelf at all. Although he is an old man, he is a small official. But it also controls the net worth and lives of many people in our ten miles and eight villages. Get rid of a little Lord Yama alive. I am his descendant. But it must also be respectful.

"Master. Look what your grandson has brought you. There is roast chicken and soju," I said, bringing the roast chicken and liquor to the offering table in front of the temple. Open the lid of the liquor and pour a glass of wine for the grandfather.

"Good wine. Good food," the master curled up at the temple gate, his eyes closed. The gray eyebrows are long and raised. Breathe in the aroma of the wine and the roast chicken. But he didn't see his old man come out.

"Master. Your old man came out to eat. Our grandfather and grandson are also good to chat. Talk about feelings."

I haven't finished my sentence yet. Master. One glance at the bag of pots knocked on my head. I'm quick-eyed. Hurriedly dodged. To know. My grandfather is a ghost. It is the leader of the Yin soldiers within a radius of dozens of miles. The most primitive clan of all the creatures in charge of our ten miles and eight villages is in the Netherworld. Recording every living being. How it came about. When did the world come. How to go in the end. When to return to the yin market. Plainly. The master is our lord of Yama in front of the mountain, behind the mountain, east and west of the river. It's that awesome. Who he let die. and no one can live.

So. Just now. I'm going to have to get out of the way now. If you are hit on the head by his cigarette pot. My soul will be taken away by her old man. How terrible this is is self-explanatory. Of course. The master's eye bag pot is for me to play. How could he have done it to his own descendants. Isn't that stupid?

"You turtle grandson. I asked you to come to me in my dream. You have to pick the time of day when the yang energy is at its peak. Afternoon. O'clock. You're trying to kill me."

"Master. You're talking about that. How can I have such a bad mind? Again. You're old. It's a ghost difference. The imperial court official of the Yin City. It's not the lonely ghost. You're always afraid that you won't be able to go away. Really"

"You ghostly clever. That's what it is. But your grandfather and I are working underground after all, and we will not see the light after all. So. Say. This point in time. I can't go out."

"That. You old man huddle there for a while," I said helplessly.

"Hmph. Turtle grandson. Why don't you stay near our Soul Collecting Temple for a while? Our underground office is a thousand times larger than this one. Exceptional"

"Master. Don't mind. I entered your temple of soul harvesting. I'm afraid I won't be able to come out again. I won't fool you."

"You ghostly clever. It's quite like your grandfather and me. There is a lot of interest. Haha"

"Thank you. Thank you for the compliment."

The grandfather accommodated this body and stretched out a hand. I tore a roast chicken leg and ate it in my hand. He ate while eating. While taking the remaining roast chicken into the temple. Howled:

"East. South. West. North. I came out to eat chicken, and it smelled good."

"Gotta order" 'whoosh'. At first glance, four people dressed in white appeared in the Soul Collecting Temple. A Yin soldier wearing a black hat. No way. This face. I'll take a closer look when it's bigger. It turned out. It's the four Yin soldiers and horses under the master. They rushed up. Tear up the roast chicken in the master's hand. Like bandits.

"Master. Blame me. I knew it early. I should have brought a few more chickens. And roast chicken."

"Turtle Sun. You'll have a longer memory in the future. It's not enough for me to make my own tooth sacrifice."

I looked down at the temple and took a look at the scene. I looked at the Yin soldiers. How to look. How familiar. Who are they? Master. It seems to have read my thoughts.

"A few of them are tenants of your grandfather and me before my death. I'm a landlord. It's all for me," the grandfather said and laughed.

"Master. You...... You: "The words of my heart have not been spoken. That is. The master is too unauthentic in this matter. He was a landowner during his lifetime. The four of them were tenants. Died. Master. It's the leader of the Yin Soldiers. They are Yin soldiers. The grandfather has been exploiting and oppressing them for generations. It's really not an authentic thing.

"Turtle Sun. Are you thinking badly of me again? ”

"Nope. Nope. Nope. How dare I? I've changed it."

Master. Look at me. Suddenly I fell into a state of gravity. I felt uncomfortable. I asked. 'Master. Why do you look at me like that?"

"Turtle Sun. You're really up to me on this. It's quite like the way I was back then. When I see a woman, I want to ......"

"What. Master. What do you say?" I always feel that the grandfather is about to talk nonsense.

"Don't think I don't know. This. You go to the county seat to live. Big night. Did he push the little young woman Zhao Yunyun to the ground? Take off someone's pants. What do you want to do? That's so old. You're not too old."

"Master. Master. This thing. You know that, too. It's a shame," I said. The yin cha in the Soul Collecting Temple had already smiled from ear to ear.

"You get along well with other people's Jinglin. Still outside. Are you worthy of your master in doing this? Yes. ”

What does "Master" have to do with Master? I just slept with the little young woman Zhao Yunyun. What can it have to do with Master?

"As the saying goes. ' Heaven must not be revealed'. I'll stop here," the master made a fool of himself. This is very similar to Master. There are two people who are virtuous.

"Master. If you don't talk about the heavenly machine, you won't have a heavenly machine. What's the difference with that?" I was a little anxious.

"Stand Down"

"De order" The four Yin soldiers picked up the uneaten roast chicken and fled into invisibility. At last. A vanished Yin soldier is about to disappear. Don't forget to reach back and take away the liquor on the table. In an instant. The wine and food I used to honor my grandfather were looted by his men.

"Bastard. You guys. Why don't you leave me a little," there was a burst of laughter from the ground. Obviously, I feel like I'm cheap and well-behaved.

"Master. Just keep talking. I'm sorry Master. "I'm a little impatient. Refine these deceitful things.

"Jing Lin is the daughter of your master three generations ago"

"What. And there's something like this," I suddenly screamed

"You should know by now why your master would object to Jing Lin marrying you."

"That. Why did Master object to Jing Lin marrying me? It's because. Am I poor?"

"Do you know why your master died?"

"Why?" I can't wait to ask.

"Because. He doesn't die. You're going to die."

"Why is this happening?"

"Because. Your master is a human demon."

"Demons. I know human demons. It has the physique of a man. Demonic thoughts. Wander like a ghost. I've seen human demons. He's not like Master."

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