He also instructed that the candle should not be extinguished.

Although he didn't understand the purpose of Grandma Sun's explanation, Xiaobao still nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice.

After that, Granny Sun held the red mahogany sword in her hand, and after a little chanting a spell, she pointed it at the ground: "Where are the ghosts, dare to go wild here!" It's not going to show up quickly! ”

Her voice was accompanied by a soft "whoosh", and the room suddenly fell silent.

And Wang Tao, who was still running back and forth around the house just now, also stood in place at this time.

Just before Xiaobao figured out what was going on, Wang Tao raised his head dumbly, only to see that his pair of blazing eyes had become empty at this time, and even his face was a little pale.

Grandma Sun couldn't help but be a little shocked when she saw this, she hurriedly took the rune paper to burn, but somehow, the rune paper was like a lump of iron, no matter how she put it on the flame, but it just couldn't burn.

In a hurry, Granny Sun had no choice but to throw away the rune paper in her hand, bite her index finger directly, smear the blood flowing out on the peach wood sword in her hand, and strode straight to Wang Tao.

When Wang Tao turned sideways and saw Granny Sun approaching in his direction, he immediately turned around and made a gesture to go elsewhere.

And how could Granny Sun let him run away at will, only to hear a loud cry from her mouth, and then chased after him with a peachwood sword.

Granny Sun's speed is obviously faster than Wang Tao, but Wang Tao is not willing to be caught like this.

Only in the electric light, the two were entangled in one place.

A fierce battle is just around the corner, and Xiaobao is watching the battle with a candle in his hand, and his heart is pounding.

Although cold sweat flowed from his forehead, when he saw Grandma Sun holding a peachwood sword with sharp moves, leisurely and smooth movements, and Wang Tao, who was fighting directly, was defeated and retreated, he put the heart hanging in his throat back into his stomach.

You must know that Grandma Sun has never slackened her fists and feet over the years, and she has experienced many dangerous moments, so she has a lot of experience in combat.

Even though Wang Tao, who was on the upper body of the ghost, was full of strange power, he still couldn't parry her tricky and fierce attack.

It's just that in just a short moment, Wang Tao has been beaten to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen, his mouth is slanted and his eyes are crooked, and he almost fell to the ground 'wow' spittle.

Wang Tao saw that something was wrong, turned around and was about to run away, but Granny Sun flew up directly from behind, "Bang dang!" He kicked him against the wall.

This is really unlucky, in fact, Wang Tao was just used by ghosts, and to put it bluntly, he was also forced to fight with Grandma Sun.

Unexpectedly, this ghost thing was not only not Granny Sun's opponent, but also involved Wang Tao's body and was severely destroyed together.

Wang Tao just slipped down from the wall, but was held by Granny Sun's right middle finger, only to see Granny Sun lame so hard to break, at that time it hurt Wang Tao tears, crying father and shouting mother: "Master spare your life!" I was only ordered to come and marry, and I have no intention of being an enemy of you at all, so please do well, or let me go? ”

The person is still the same person, but his speech is yin and yang, which is not Wang Tao's usual voice at all.

Xiaobao knew that this must be an unknown wild ghost attached to the unlucky Brother Wang Tao.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him: Hey, who made you have an extreme yin physique, in the future, you should be beaten for something like this, it is estimated that you will still be indispensable.

Probably Brother Wang Tao will be beaten more in the future, Xiaobao can't help but want to laugh a little, maybe this is what Grandma Sun said.

Just as she was sighing, she saw Granny Sun put the peach wood sword in her hand on Wang Tao's neck, and then said angrily: "Come here to marry?" You're not mistaken, are you? ”

"How dare the lonely soul and wild ghost coax the mage, please let the mage let me tell me carefully."

"Good! I'll let you say a little more, but if you dare to hide the truth, don't blame me for turning your face and beating you! ”

"I'm going to tell you straight, I'm going to tell you straight."

The wild ghost attached to Wang Tao trembled all over, and slowly told Grandma Sun the truth of the whole thing.

It turned out that this wild ghost's name was He Zizhou, and he was an ordinary woodcutter in Qingping Mountain before his death.

Because his family was so poor, no girl was willing to marry him until he was in his twenties.

There was no way, in order to save more money to get a wife, he had to work harder to chop wood in the mountains.

I don't know if his experience was too pitiful, so it caught God's attention, until one day a strange thing happened that he still remembers vividly, which completely changed his fate.

It is said that at noon one day when the sun was shining, He Zizhou went to the mountains to chop firewood as usual.

When he came to a secluded place in the mountains to find a good position, he opened his arms and sweated like rain.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles...

It wasn't until forty bundles of firewood were chopped that He Zizhou sat on the ground panting and rested for a while.

He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and grinned at the firewood in front of him, as if the lifeless dry firewood was his new daughter-in-law.

In fact, at ten o'clock this morning, he had already been to the mountains once.

That time, he cut thirty bundles of firewood in one go, and with the forty bundles in front of him, he had already cut seventy bundles of firewood.

Forty bundles of firewood in front of you is not a small amount, you must know that this mountain road is rugged and difficult, and if you want to carry forty bundles of firewood and bundles down the mountain by yourself, it is also a very difficult physical work.

It's not enough to carry it down the mountain, and then he has to carry the firewood home slowly without stopping.

After careful calculation, it is estimated that it will be dark when the busy period is over.

Although it is really hard to work like this for a long time, He Zizhou's heart is sweet.

He thought to himself that as long as he saved enough firewood, he would sell all the firewood to the families of rich people in nearby counties.

When the time comes, I will save the money when I come back, and when I have saved enough ten oceans, I will go to the village to propose marriage.

Speaking of this big red, it was He Zizhou's playmate when he was a child, and he was also the girl he had been thinking about for a long time as his childhood sweetheart.

Although he often thinks about Da Hong in his heart, He Zizhou understands his current situation, and says in his heart: He is just a lonely and nameless poor boy, and it depends on whether he can marry Da Hong... Is it enough fate or money?

Thinking of this, his face couldn't help but darken immediately, and he said in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that the big red father looked down on me, a poor boy, maybe, maybe now, maybe not at all, maybe...

"Hey, it's really hard for a penny to beat a hero, and if you don't have money, you have to fight a single."

He Zizhou, who was leaning on the shade of the tree, shook his head helplessly and laughed at himself, rubbing his sore shoulders while looking at the rugged road at the foot of the mountain: "Heh, there is still such a long way to go, life is really difficult!" ”

Breaking free from the fantasy just now, He Zizhou began to honestly get up and carry firewood.

walked back and forth through the forest one by one, until the sky gradually darkened, He Zizhou lay down on his back, on his own hard earthen kang: "This day is busy enough, but I am tired of Lao Tzu, ouch..."

Just casually moved, and immediately pulled the damaged muscles on his shoulder, which made him gasp.

With grinning teeth, he reached out to cover the painful shoulder that had been strangled by the rope before, and He Zizhou twisted his body with difficulty and went to the ground.

It's so late, and he hasn't eaten dinner yet, so even if he is so tired, he has to go to the stove to get some food to comfort his stomach.

Limp came to the stove, squatted down lazily and threw a few dry branches into the stove, and couldn't wait to make a fire to cook.

His family is poor and white, how can there be anything delicious, it is nothing more than to heat it in a pot and store some of the wild vegetables that have been stored in advance.

Even so, he sometimes can't eat this kind of multigrain noodles.

In fact, when it comes to He Zizhou's life experience, it is quite pitiful, his parents died relatively early, so they only left him such an empty house to think about, and there was not even a set of extra furniture.

Whenever someone comes to visit for the first time, the first thing they see when they enter his house is always a gray mud wall.

I took a closer look around in circles, and yo, it was still a bare wall.

Hey, what is called a family with four walls, his family is a living typology.

It is precisely because his family is poor that he has nothing, so usually thieves are too lazy to patronize his house.

When it comes to this, some people will feel strange, saying that this He Zizhou is not very hard-working, and he goes to the mountains to chop wood every day?

Then he chopped this firewood and sold it, so I guess he will have to exchange some money for some money, right?

So no matter how poor you are, you can't be more than that, right?

Ouch, you may not know about this.

Because He Zizhou's era coincided with the warlord melee.

In this context, there are too many people who claim to be handsome, of course, some of them are indeed local tyrants with real strength and territory.

And some of them are like cats and dogs, as long as they have a little soldier and horse, they dare to call themselves commanders.

Although there is a huge gap in territory and strength, these so-called marshals almost all have one thing in common, that is, they openly rob food, forcibly recruit men into the army, and collect all kinds of inexplicable taxes.

Take He Zizhou as an example, he pushed a cart full of firewood and went to the city, and he was subject to poll tax, land tax, sales tax, and personal income tax.

All kinds of taxes were smashed down, until He Zizhou sold out a cart of cheap firewood and all the money, and there was actually not a few money left in his hands.

Besides, people have to eat and drink Lazar.

So He Zizhou finally chopped firewood to earn that money, and he could only barely make ends meet.

This also indirectly led to He Zizhou's life being the same in the past, neither good nor bad, it can only be said that it is just a mess.

To be honest, He Zizhou is still not satisfied with the situation in front of him, and every time it is the dead of night, he always wonders in his mind whether he should go to refuge with a handsome man or something.

Because as long as he becomes a soldier, he can eat free military rations.

In this way, not only can you solve the problem of hunger, but you can also learn from them from time to time to collect other people's taxes.

The idea is not bad, but He Zizhou is not very bold by nature, and he is stunned when he thinks about it...