The white horse passed through the gap of ten years old, and the prodigal son looked back at the end of the south. When he left, he was spitted by thousands of people, and he returned with a full economy.

The conductor has been playing for ten years.

The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Friday, is the day of the second day of the northeast. Worth the god green dragon.

On this day and night, the whole village has sacrificed, one is to remember the ancestors, and the other is to reward the lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the mid-year festival is also a ghost festival.

I saw that the fork in the road in the village was full of paper pots and fires, and there were always people chattering beside the fire, praying for safety and keeping away from ghosts.

Suddenly, a roar came from the village, "Hahaha, uncle, I'm back!" ”。 Shocked, everyone looked up one after another, and everyone whispered.

"Who's in the middle of the night?"

"Who? The ghost screams. ”

"Could it be...... The kid is back? ”

"Could it be that it's really this evil star?"

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After a while, I saw a young Taoist priest walking slowly from the village. I saw that he was wearing black clothes and black robes, stepping on a pair of black cloth boots, a scarf on his head, and carrying a peachwood sword.

The Taoist priest scolded as he walked, "Fortunately, I finally got home!" This old guy is urging ghosts. If you want the horse to run well, and you want the horse not to eat grass, this belly will suffer with two legs! Old man, I curse you ....... ”

As he was scolding, the phone rang in his pocket. When I opened my phone, I really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao had arrived.

The other end of the phone.

"Mao Zheng! Arrived at home and did not. ”

"It's here, it's here! Master, what's the matter? ”

"When the work is done, you must rush to Shudu on September 9. I'll send you an address later. ”

"But I'm fine!"

"You should have something to do, alright! I'm hanging. ”

There was a busy sound on the phone, and Mao Zheng raised his hand and was about to drop the phone. What the hell, it's okay to be fine? It's because I have nothing to do. If you don't take me to Shudu, just say it clearly, if you really call, you will come, and if you call, you will go...... Oh, why is there a little lady over there?

"Little lady...... Uncle ...... "was about to flirt."

"Is it Mao Zheng?"

Acquaintance? Mao Zheng looked at this woman carefully, her face was round and a little fat, but it was very plump, so that she had the charm of a very young woman. Ten years, I haven't seen a woman for ten years, and I don't know what it tastes like. What's more, this woman is so smart.

"You are?" Mao Zheng looked familiar, but he couldn't remember this woman.

"Me! Tong Ling. ”

"Ah, you're Tong Ling?" Is this the child bell I think about day and night? This has changed too much, and I can't cast the young girl bell with the melon seed face at all.

"You have changed so much, you have grown so much taller, and you still look like a fairy wind bone."

"Ahem, you...... You've changed so much that I almost don't recognize you. ”

"Really?" Tong Ling rose with a trace of sorrow.

"Ah, I mean you're getting prettier." Although Mao Zheng practiced in the mountains, he practiced when he was young, and his emotional intelligence was not low.

"You're going to coax people, yes! What did you learn and come back? Hearing this, Tong Ling smiled.

"Uncle, I'm a cow now, collecting demons and catching ghosts, and watching my fate...... Qimen Dunjia...... Wow quack...... In short, anything. When Tong Ling asked, he couldn't help but rise and dance.

"Bragging, can you really take the ghost or something?" Tong Ling asked.

"Uncle, I'm returning to my hometown, have you been studying for nothing for ten years? My master is a cliffless. Mao Zheng patted his chest and said.

"That's good, Mao Zheng. Your house collapsed a few years ago, so you can go and live in my house. ”

"This, this is not good"

"Let's go, they're all neighbors in the township. What else do I ask of you? Tong Ling led the way directly, and Mao Zheng couldn't refuse, besides, didn't he think about it day and night for ten years?

Halloween, not everywhere there are lonely ghosts and wild ghosts drifting away, and ghosts choose their own comfortable places to stay when they go out of the ghost door.

But the ghost will surely attract lonely spirits and wild ghosts, and this is the only day of the year when they (they) can get incense and money on earth.

Therefore, on this special day, Mao Zhengxing also secretly opened his eyes, and when he arrived at the crossroads, he saw several hungry ghosts fighting for food, which happened to be interrupted by Tong Ling, and one of the ghosts was just about to break down.

"The righteous god passes, and the evil god gives way! Quickly retreat. Mao Zheng shouted for a while, and those ghosts turned around to see Mao Zheng's old god all the way, although his face showed evil intentions, but he exuded pure yang energy, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring. It is also evil and correct.

In the blink of an eye, the ghosts had disappeared.

After a while, it has reached the courtyard of Tong Ling. Tong Ling stepped in first, but Mao Zheng stood outside the courtyard and refused to go in.

Damn, I encountered such a wrongful sin as soon as I came down the mountain.

In his eyes, there was a sky-high resentment in Tong Ling's courtyard, covering the sky and the sun, and even more bitter resentment enveloped the entire roof.

"Old man, I curse you. Damn! I'm in big trouble! Mao Zheng cursed in his heart, who told the master to let himself have nothing to do? No, there's something going on! It couldn't have come at such a timely time.

"Why don't you come in?" Tong Ling urged when he saw that Mao was not advancing.

"Let's go in. There is no hurry. ”

I saw that Mao was taking out a bronze mirror from his pocket and hanging it at the door, and chanted a word. Then, with the palm of his hand on the side of the gossip, he stepped into the courtyard.

At this moment, from the building in the courtyard, the sound of a baby crying resounded in the night sky. Mao Zheng frowned.

"What's wrong?" In the glow of the electric lights in the courtyard, Tong Ling clearly saw Mao Zheng's unhappiness and couldn't help but wonder.

"Let's go inside!" Mao Zheng said.

"Lingling, are you back from burning paper? Hurry up, the child is crying again. A man's voice came from upstairs.

"My husband." Tong Ling hurriedly entered the house while explaining to Mao Zheng behind him.

"Oh! And what about Uncle Eight? It's the same as he guessed, but he cares more about where Uncle He is.

"He was sick for months and bedridden." Speaking of which, Tong Ling was even more worried.

Mao Zheng held gossip in his right hand and divination in his left hand. Then he fixed the compass in the middle of the hall and frowned.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, the universe is gone, and the yin and yang gossip is open to me - Yang Qi comes!." The Heavenly Seal of the Mixed Yuan is knotted on the gossip, and in the eyes of the law, a sky-high green qi in the middle of the gossip tears a hole from under the resentment and reaches the sky. All of a sudden, the baby upstairs stopped crying, but let out a hehehehehe

"Mao Zhengyou...... See...... What the? Tong Ling was frightened by Mao Zheng's battle.

"Didn't you call me for this?" Mao Zheng didn't answer directly.

"What's that? A goddess said that my family has ...... Yes...... Ghost! Tong Ling said a little nervously and scared.

"If I'm not mistaken, your house has provoked resentful spirits. In my eyes, your house is full of resentment. Mao Zheng didn't hide it, and directly said his opinion.

"What is a wraith?" Tong Ling was even more scared.

"When a person dies unjustly, that is called an unjust death. When a person dies with resentment, it is called resentment death. Unjust death and resentment are all due to resentment, and the resentment of unjust death is greater than resentment. Therefore, the ghost of unjust death in the world is even more perverted. Mao Zheng paused and said again.

"But things are impermanent, and the resentment of a person who has died of a grudge is greater than that of a ghost who has died unjustly."

"And what is this?" Tong Ling's face turned pale when she heard this, and she asked urgently.

Mao Zheng stared at Tong Ling and said, "Baby Spirit! ”。

"Ahh When Tong Ling heard this, he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.