Jiang Rong was saved, and Zhong Kui did not find any food to fill his stomach and raw materials to make food in the temple. It turned out that this master had never cooked in the temple, and occasionally the villagers under the mountain brought rice, and he stored it and ate it several times.

After Jiang Rong was settled, the sky was already bright, and there was movement under the mountain. There are dogs barking, the sound of ploughing oxen plowing the fields, and the shouting of adults for children to get up and read early.

The faint haze like a veil winds around the top of the mountain. Today is the first day of the new year, and there are women and old men who get up early, ready to come to Zhong Kui Temple to burn incense and ask for more blessings.

Zhong Kui placed the body of the master on a prepared wooden shelf bed and used the most solemn chanting ceremony to surpass the master. From beginning to end, he was busy alone.

A wisp of pale blue smoke shot into the sky, blending into the naturally occurring pale white haze. The color of the haze in that place was particularly deepened, which attracted the attention of the villagers at the bottom of the mountain.

Some people are curious, and some people care about the masters who reside here. There were also people who panicked, thinking that the temple was on fire, and ran all the way with buckets of water and shouting.

The woman and the old man who burned the incense first saw a wooden bed burning at the entrance of the temple. A man fell to his knees, clasped his hands together and muttered something.

The woman and the old man looked at each other, and stepped forward lightly, without saying a word. They glanced at this person so carefully, but it was only a faint glance that the two of them thought they had seen a ghost. Frightened, he retreated again and again, and shouted in his mouth: "The ghost king spares his life!" ”

Zhong Kui heard someone coming, but he was chanting the scriptures and couldn't stop there. Although they shouted and screamed, something was wrong, they still thought about it.

The woman and the old man were so frightened that they did not dare to enter the Zhong Kui temple or stop. I secretly wonder if I saw the true body of the ghost king in the early morning, whether it was my time to come.

Thinking that the deadline was coming, both of them felt uncomfortable. Very frustrated, a few minutes ago the enthusiasm to go and burn incense was ruined by an inexplicable thought.

The people who go down the mountain and those who go up the mountain meet, they all know each other and nod their heads to each other. Passing by, the people who went up the mountain were carrying buckets and walked in a hurry! The hand that went down the mountain was carrying a bamboo basket, and the basket was filled with incense, candles, and sesame oil, but it seemed to be intact.

Both sides have doubts about the other. At the same time, he stopped and said in unison: "You are ......"

The old man said, "Alas! Bad luck, I saw the real body of the ghost king early in the morning, do you think my wife and I are coming to the limit? ”

"Ghost King?" The fox carrying the bucket said suspiciously.

"Yes, it's really the ghost king, except that the clothes on his body are modern, his appearance is the clay statue Bodhisattva in the temple." The woman added.

"No, what do you see the Ghost King doing?"

“…… In the ......" the woman and the old man looked at each other and continued: "While chanting, there was a wooden bed, and on the wooden bed lay a dead man. ”

"What? The Ghost King is burning the dead? The man carrying the barrel shouted; Some disbelieving said, "Do you see clearly? Not mistaken? Or ......"

"That's right! Old man, isn't that the master of bitterness lying on that wooden shelf bed? I brought him fast, but he hasn't been up the mountain for a few days, so what's wrong with him? ”

"No, old woman, it seems that that person is not a good person, otherwise how would he burn the master's corpse privately?" The old man thought about it, but also felt that there was a problem, and hurriedly agreed.

"Why don't we go and have a look?" Pick up the barrel suggested. Truth; The words of the old couple just now almost didn't scare them back. Now I want to invite them to go around, but I also want to have one more person and more guts.

The fire borrowed the wind, and the raging fire burned the body of the master of bitterness to the skeleton in a short time. After Zhong Kui finished chanting, he didn't get up, so he hooked his head slightly. Let the tears blur his eyes, one drop, two drops ticking on the ground.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, and I heard the sound of their whispers, both men and women! The wooden frame bed and the master's body were about to be reduced to ashes.

Someone recklessly stepped forward and prepared to ask the teacher for sin.

Zhong Kui got up slowly, wiped a handful of tears, and forced himself to calm down. Looking at everyone, he folded his hands and said, "Amitabha!" In Xia Zhongkui, I will meet all the fathers and fellow villagers. ”

Yikes! Is it Zhong Kui? Someone exclaimed. Someone was whispering, "Didn't you say that Zhong Kui is dead?" How could it be alive? Someone else was questioning the old woman and the old man, "This is what you call the ghost king?" ! Look at him, he's human......

"Are you really Zhong Kui?" Someone asked tremblingly.

Zhong Kui smiled bitterly and said, "No, it's really Zhong Kui." ”

"Didn't they say you're dead?"

"Yes, I came back from the dead, and the former drunken and idle-minded Zhong Kui died. Now Zhong Kui has decided to do something big and never drink too much. ”

In the face of such a generous statement, how could everyone not be moved, when Zhong Kui's voice just fell. The sloppy sound of the crackling wooden shelf bed bursting and collapsing drowned out the slapping sound.

When everyone learned that Zhong Kui was not dead and alive, this was tantamount to a shocking news. The people down the hill rushed to tell him and brought him food, clothing, and more.

Jiang Rong recovered quickly under the care of her father. However, she didn't know that the person in front of her was her biological father, and Zhong Kui felt that she couldn't tell her the truth, for fear that she wouldn't be able to bear this kind of blow.

There is also a strange thing that was not said in time. After Zhong Kui woke up, his face was not at all the sloppy appearance when he was drunk, although his facial features were still so ugly, but his age didn't seem to have changed, about the same age as when he went to an uninhabited desert island! That's why he didn't tell Jiang Rong the truth, besides, even if he told her, she might not believe that this person, who was not much older than herself, was her father.

In the face of Zhong Kui's generosity and kindness, Jiang Rong felt very guilty in her heart. She hated herself to death, why was she so judgmentless, she actually believed in the strange masked man and killed the good man in front of her. But the good news is that he was miraculously resurrected.

Of course, Jiang Rong and the others didn't know that someone paid the price for Zhong Kui's resurrection. For example, Master Bitterness, he exhausted his true qi and strength to bring Xiao Ming into the Dark Enchantment to rescue Zhong Kui.

As for Xiao Ming, Zhong Kui didn't know for a while that he was reincarnated back into that space.

Xiao Ming really didn't die, and when he turned into the reincarnation orbit in a daze, he couldn't tell where he was at all and where he was going. He lost his judgment and sense of direction.

After finally stopping, he immediately realized that he had come to an unrealistic space.