"What's the matter with you? If you don't sleep in the bedroom, you can sleep in the bathroom? Han Wenwen looked distressed, and she almost cried.

Su Lei's head was still drowsy, and he couldn't remember how he came to the bathroom. I just think that Han Wenwen said that there were unclean things in the house before, it seems to be true-

"I slept in the bedroom last night—" Su Lei looked at a loss, trying to remember, "Wow! "I had a splitting headache and had to think about it intermittently.

"Don't think about it if you have a headache." Han Wenwen picked him up and moved to the living room.

Settle Su Lei on the sofa and go to the bedroom to get clean clothes. "You can put it on!" Han Wenwen was embarrassed to help him, so she turned her back......

trembling hands, scolding his mother in his heart. Slowly take off the wet clothes and put on clean clothes to feel a little warmer.

"Alright."

Hearing what he said, Han Wenwen turned to look at him and said, "Did you encounter something last night?" She has always wondered how Su Lei could sleep in the bathroom inexplicably. Secretly guessed: Did he encounter the evil sect, if he really encountered it, he had to invite Uncle Zhong Kui to take a look.

Wenwen's words once again made Su Lei fall into the memories of the evil sect incident last night: he remembered that before going to bed, he thought that drinking more water could restore his hoarse voice. Because I drank too much water, I also went to the bathroom twice halfway - "Whew! Repeatedly thinking of critical moments, his head felt like it was about to explode.

"Su Lei, why don't we invite Uncle Zhong to take a look?" Han Wenwen finally mustered up the courage to say what she was thinking.

Su Lei bowed his head sullenly, raised his head abruptly and said, "Yesterday, I was still talking to him about things. ”

"Say what?"

"You women can't listen to what men say."

"Then, do you agree with Uncle Zhong to come and take a look?"

Su Lei was puzzled and wondered: "Why do you necessarily think that there are unclean things in this house?" Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong. Isn't he the legendary Mr. Ghost Hunter? What can you do? ”

Seeing that Su Lei was angry, Han Wenwen didn't dare to squeak.

Zhong Kui sneezed violently! The City God's Temple, on both sides of the majestic Eight Generals, Judges, Bull Heads, Horse Faces, Black and White Impermanence, Bell and Drum Gods, and the Ten Palaces of Hades, Eighteen Divisions and other hell statues. The statue was lifelike, with all kinds of expressions, staring at him——。

He plucked his nose and whispered, "Ya, who is scolding people early in the morning?" ”

Look up, it's all the kind of writing that looks like a bird, (seal script) can't understand it, I can't understand it! He stood beneath these fonts, staring at them for a long time and couldn't realize one, three, six, nine.

On the right hand side of the statue of Lu Ju, an object shaped like an ink fountain box attracted Zhong Kui's attention.

Take advantage of people's inattention, touch your hand, and feel cold. Without that gentle texture of wood, I'll go! What is this thing, and how can it possibly be picked up? Zhong Kui suspected that this was a trick played by the black and white impermanence brothers. But the two of them don't look like jokes? Staring at the clay sculpture ink fountain, he couldn't figure it out, and he meditated hard, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"Hey, what are you doing there?" A question came from behind him. Zhong Kui hurriedly turned around, and it turned out to be an old man with a silver beard and white hair.

"I didn't do anything, I just looked at it." Answering the temple wishes, he walked to the black and white impermanent statue, stretched out his hand and seemed to be brushing the dust, but in fact he was beating their bodies. The heart said: Dude, how did I get that mud thing?

Miaozhu is the first time in history to see such a cow tourist, and he dares to provoke black and white impermanence. The two of them are ghosts, the kind of soul seducers - after a moment of contemplation, I saw that this person was dignified, and there was a faint invisible evil aura hidden between his eyebrows. I couldn't help but be secretly surprised, could it be that he was ......

"Dare to ask your name?"

Zhong Kui took a step back and looked at the other party, clasped his fists in his hand and said, "Don't give your surname Zhong, the word Zhong Kui." ”

"Is that you?" Miaozhu looked happy and said in surprise.

"You, know me?"

"I don't know. But I have something to tell you. ”

"Oh." Zhong Kui agreed, and followed behind Miaozhu to a more secluded meditation room.

Miaozhu respectfully brought a cup of tea, sat cross-legged, smiled and stroked his silver beard and said, "I knew you would come." ”

Zhong Kui was stunned and said, "Please explain?" ”

Miao Zhu's solemn expression seemed to be in contemplation: "I had a strange dream last night. In the dream, a god-man appeared, and this god-man looked familiar. He said to me, "Tomorrow Zhong Kui comes, you have a good hospitality." After that, he whispered: "Remember Lu Ju's mouthful." "As he spoke, a flash disappeared."

"And such a thing?" Zhong Kui said in disbelief.

Miao Zhu nodded and said, "I have been in this City God Temple for dozens of years. Every grass and tree here, the statue of the god, who is who, I know who is who. The next day, when I got up, I went to the temple to see, "Good fellow, wasn't the one who spoke to me last night the poor man next to the judge?" ”

“…… Keep ......" Zhong Kui was also attracted by Miaozhu's eloquent narration, and was eager to hear the following.

"Later, you came, and sure enough, it was surnamed Zhong, and the word Zhong Kui."

Lu judged good wine? What does it mean to imply? Zhong Kui thought alone......

Miao Zhu had already gotten up, and he didn't know where to bring a bottle of Erguotou. His eyes flashed and he said: "If Mr. Zhong Kui, you can invite Lu Ju, and the little old man also wants to see his demeanor." ”

'Poof! "You are already a layman with a lot of wisdom, and it is not easy to see Lu Juan, and now you want to leave the world......" Zhong Kui said this, feeling bad, and quickly changed the conversation and said: "Lu Juan is not something that ordinary people want to see, but after a hundred years, you will definitely be able to ask him for wine and have fun." ”

"If that's the case, I'll be Amitabha." Miao Zhu was overjoyed and left the place happily.

"Wait a minute." Zhong Kui hurriedly shouted to him.

Miaozhu stopped, surprised, "What are the instructions?" ”

"If you want to be quiet, can you temporarily close the gate and stop visitors from entering?"

"Yes." Miao Zhu is to keep in mind last night's dream, and Zhong Kui must cooperate with everything he asks.

Zhong Kui made wine and entered the temple. staring at the statue of Lu Juan, he pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother, I'm sorry to disturb you again." Come today, I want to borrow a magic weapon from you to use, I don't know if my brother has something to say? ”

After speaking, he waited and watched the changes...... One minute, two minutes, three minutes, and so on. Zhong Kui was in a hurry, and the temple Zhu stopped the tourists at the door, and he couldn't stop them for too long, in case the tourists made a fuss, it would not be good.

Thinking of this, he stared at the ink fountain. In a hurry, he lifted the wine bottle and poured the wine into the ink fountain. I don't know if it was the prayer of the temple that worked wonderfully, or if his words just now played a role. The ink fountain, which doesn't seem to be deep, fills a bottle of wine, and it is all gone. How can a clay ink fountain have such a large capacity? Not a drop of wine left, all gone! Of course, except for the unique aroma of wine in Erguotou, which wafts in the corners of the temple, there is no drop of wine in the ink fountain.