"Uh, am I wrong?"

The old dwarf tilted his head,

"The Tao has regressed again, alas."

The old dwarf took out a cigarette and smoked it to himself, very melancholy.

Zhou Ze calmed down his emotions, he couldn't say, you seem to have so much truth?

"Senior, I'm here to ask about the ghost."

"What the hell?" The old dwarf man frowned, "I said that you have nothing to do in this offspring, what are you doing to ask ghosts, those people are not so easy to get along with, you still have to avoid them when you meet them."

You have a physical body, you can come back to life, this is a great opportunity, take care of yourself and steal the fun. ”

The old man said incomprehensibly.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, the old man in front of him, couldn't he see that he was a ghost?

Although he is a temporary worker, judging from the methods deduced by this old man before, it is definitely not half a bucket of water, but he has not been able to discover his ghost identity at all.

Does this mean that little Lori is indeed treating herself as a temporary worker, except for a so-called "hell gate", she actually has other important things that she doesn't give herself at all?

Xu Qinglang once said that Lori came and went in a hurry, definitely not really wanting to take over, she just had something to do, so she caught herself as a free strong man for the time being.

As for the reason for catching yourself as a strong man, it's very simple, doesn't it value that you won't take the initiative to cause trouble, and won't cause trouble for her when you are on the shift?

But this identity, Zhou Ze must master, he has already had a life ruined, this life, he must be completely pinched in his hands, and the identity of the ghost is the best talisman, so that he will not become a black family and panic all day long.

Zhou Ze spread his palm towards the old man, allowing the logo to be displayed in front of the old man.

The old man's face immediately froze, and then his breathing slowed down for a moment, and at the same time, his eyes "walked" for a moment, and then he suddenly realized:

"I see, that girl with a long tongue, pull you out of the class."

The old dwarf man turned around the mound with his hands behind his back, as if he was thinking about something, and Zhou Ze didn't make a sound to disturb him beside him.

Finally, the old man asked again, "What do you want to ask the old man about the ghost's errand?" ”

"For the harmony of hell, for the peace of the sun, and better contribute to their own strength."

"Oh." The old man shook his head and nodded again, "Hey, the old man knows what you want to do, do you want to replace that long-tongued girl?" ”

Zhou Ze didn't refute,

Not refuting means acquiescing.

"It's not impossible, and it's simple." The old dwarf muttered, "I'll tell you for the sake of the gifts you brought me tonight." ”

"Listen up."

"In the Temple of Literature, all the people who live are saints, the saints are on top, people walk the way of the world, ghosts go to the Nai He Bridge, and the saints have a clear eye.

You say, is this the reason? ”

"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.

"The girl with the long tongue gave you this key, which is equivalent to giving you half of your identity, but she can take it at any time." The old dwarf man muttered: "But as long as you enter the Temple of Literature, the old man and I will personally pray to the saint, and then you will make a statement in front of the saint, make a guarantee, and express your determination."

That is, to make the beautiful words you said before more beautiful, as long as one of the saints nods, your identity will be confirmed.

But there is one thing that needs to be avoided, the eyes of the saint are like torches, insight into everything, once you have evil thoughts in your heart, or do something out of the ordinary in the future, then the punishment of you is not only the yin law, but also the wrath of the saint! ”

The old dwarf man had a serious face.

"It's as simple as that?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

"It's so hard." The old dwarf man sighed, "If you want to win the favor of the saint and give you an identity, this can only be a method, a way to try. ”

Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Then try it." ”

The old dwarf walked to the door of the Temple of Literature and blew inside, and there was a "click" sound behind the door, which should be the latch of the big mahogany door falling.

"You go in first, talk in front of the statue of the saint, and then, the old man will arrange it for you."

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to push open the door, looked at the dwarf old man beside him, and saw that the other party was standing there without moving, and said a little strangely:

"The old-timers won't go in with me?"

"See the smile, I'm just a lackey under the saint's seat, how dare I wander blindly in front of the saint if I have nothing to do, you have half an official body on you, but go in."

Zhou Ze hesitated, but still took a step and walked in.

The old man's hands were gently closed, and the wooden door closed again.

"Talk to the saint!"

Then, the old man took out another cigarette and bit it in his mouth, and the cigarette burned directly by itself without lighting it.

After smoking a cigarette, the old man smiled, took off his gong and drum, and struck it hard!

I only heard a crisp sound,

The old man shouted in his voice:

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

Followed by

Another gong sounded:

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

The old man struck the gong and sang and danced at the gate of the Confucian Temple, a bit like a god dancing in the Northeast.

He is short in stature, and he is even more cute when he jumps.

"Boy, you continue to talk more with the saint statue, express your position more, and the old man will help you go up to heaven!"

The old dwarf shouted at the Temple of Literature.

"Okay, hard work."

Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the wall.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, you can bring me a few more cigarettes in the future and come to see me from time to time, the old man, I have no offspring, and I have cut off the incense flattery, and now I want to smoke a cigarette, it's very rare."

There is no shortage of food and drink in the Temple of Literature, but the things in front of the sage and the master, I don't dare to touch them if I have ten guts. ”

The old dwarf laughed "hahaha",

Then he continued to beat his gong cheerfully.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"Bang!" The gong is ringing!

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"Bang!" The gong sounds.

The gong sounded lower and lower each time,

At the same time, the old dwarf's mallet, wrapped in a white cloth, began to soak with blood.

In the beginning,

The color of blood was only faint dots, but as the gong was struck again and again, the color began to spread.

began to thicken, and also began to become harsh,

In the end,

Every time the dwarf old man tapped, he could knock out a large piece of plasma, which printed and dyed his clothes, and also made his original cute image dyed with some hideousness!

"It's dry, it's small! Heart! Fire! Candle! ”

"Bang!"

The last gong sounds,

The old dwarf man directly threw the red and blood-filled gongs and drums in his hands into the Temple of Literature, and shouted at the same time:

"The saint opens his eyes, and the evil is subject to the law!"

After shouting the last voice,

The old man's whole body was like an electric shock, and his body became much more blurry than before, and even faintly tended to be sluggish.

But he still laughed insolently, and at the same time shouted into the inside:

"Are you comfortable, are you comfortable now!"

"It's uncomfortable."

Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the wall.

"It's right to be uncomfortable, Hou Sheng, the old man will teach you today, what is the impermanence of the world, and the heart of the human being is unpredictable!

The heart is separated from the belly, let alone a ghost!

The old man gave up the merits of Yijiazi's escort, and he also asked the saint to kill you! ”

"Me and you...... Got a grudge? ”

Zhou Ze's voice came from the other side of the wall, with a thick incomprehension.

"Hatred? Of course there is a feud! The old dwarf's body was in a trance, but he continued to shout: "The old man will not be reincarnated, will not fall into reincarnation, and will not run to death!"

Day and night to accompany this temple of literature, serving these ancestors,

for,

Isn't it just to accumulate some yin virtue for future generations, and to be yin for a while!

The old man's vein has been thin because of the troubles of the ancestors, so the old man has no choice but to stay here, just to keep the incense continuous!

But a year ago, the old man's last generation of heirs, single heirs, was gone!

What's the point of you making me a companion to pretend to be a grandson? ”

The old dwarf cried,

"Isn't it fun to accompany these clay statues every day?

Hahaha, God has eyes, that day, I just glanced at you and borrowed a cigarette from you to smoke.

I didn't see anything at all.

Let me do the math just now, go to your Liuwei Rehmannia Pill!

You let the old man figure it out, you have an inseparable relationship with the death of the last generation of my descendants!

This is the cause of your creation, and it is up to you to take the effect today!

The old man exchanged the merits of sixty years of service for a soul that you are scattered,

You're worth it! You don't lose! ”

"That descendant of yours, dying on the operating table?" Zhou Ze asked behind the wall.

"No, not on the operating table, he died in a car accident."

The dwarf old man wiped his tears and said, although his figure was much blurred, his tears seemed to have blood-red spots.

"I didn't drive in my last life."

Zhou Ze also wanted to say that he was also hit by a car in his last life.

"That drunk-driving bastard, he should have died, and Yangshou should have done his best, but you saved him back on the operating table and forcibly supported him for half a month!

Finally, when his time came, he died in a drunk driving accident, but it also affected my lovely great-great-grandchild, and he also went away in the car accident.

You said

Is this your cause and effect?

Is this a sin of your making?

It's not a debt you owe! ”

"Your brain circuit, it's so powerful." Zhou Ze sighed.

The dwarf old man, who was slowly recovering his composure from the excitement of revenge at the beginning, suddenly discovered an extremely strange thing, it stands to reason that he folded a jiazi's escort merit and asked a saint in the Temple of Literature to open his eyes once.

According to the consistent urine nature of those mud fetal saints, they are lazy to death on weekdays, as long as there are ghosts in front of them, even if they are genuine ghosts, they can be killed together, not to mention Zhou Ze, who is not a genuine brand?

Shouldn't Zhou Ze at the moment be under the eyes of the saint, his soul is falling apart, his soul is drifting away, and he is suffering a lot?

How do you respond to yourself in a relaxed tone every time?

That's not right,

That's not right!

"How can you be okay, how can you be okay!"

The old dwarf suddenly roared,

He is a brain to bury the merit of a Jiazi escort!

Zhou Ze walked out from behind the other side of the wall,

Look at the dwarf old man.

The temple of the Temple of Literature is surrounded by a rectangular wall, and Zhou Ze used to stand outside the other side of the wall when he spoke, so when the dwarf old man stood at the main entrance, it sounded like Zhou Ze was standing in the temple and talking back to himself.

The dwarf old man's whole person was like an electric shock, and he looked at Zhou Ze who appeared outside the Temple of Literature in disbelief,

"How are you outside, how are you out!"

Zhou Ze pouted at the back and said:

"You've been in this unit for so long,

Don't you know that you can actually go through the back door here? ”