I hesitated at the time, and what happened rarely happened to me was stunned.

It really made me meet a real peer on this street.

After thinking about it, I saw that the little old man was a little anxious, so I nodded and agreed: "Yes, but what is it to help?" ”

It's not that I want him to settle my Xuanyin body. As far as my life is concerned, if any little old man on the street can solve it, then my grandfather will not be able to compare to the king of Chujiang in the underworld.

The reason why I agreed to help is because the little old man is a real peer, and there is an unwritten rule in the yin and yang world: if you encounter evil spirits, you can't catch them, and your peers need to help and fight evil together.

This rule is also what Liu Changge told me before, if you really encounter something to deal with evil things halfway, even if you don't collect money, you have to help.

And most of the people who eat yin and yang rice are arrogant, if they don't really encounter trouble, they will rarely ask their peers for help, and it is estimated that in the entire yin and yang world, I will call Liu Changge for everything I have no skin and no face.

As soon as he heard that I agreed, the little old man immediately grinned, squinted his eyes and said, "Help me play mahjong." ”

"What are you doing?"

I suddenly had 10,000 slots in my head and Nima ran wildly, Lao Tzu looked at you and promised to help you, your special mother opened her mouth and didn't let me catch ghosts and zombies, let me play mahjong?

What's up? Are you playing "God of Gamblers" or "The Saint of Gambling"?

Seeing that I was stunned, the little old man suddenly smiled mysteriously: "It's not an ordinary mahjong, it's from the poor." ”

With that, the little old man turned and left.

I followed him with a bewildered expression, and in my head it was like opening a slot Nima horse farm, and countless slot Nima were running wildly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and suddenly I was excited, Yaya's legs, could this little old man see that I was young, deliberately fooled me to play mahjong, and wanted to cheat me out of money?

As the saying goes, "The routine in the city is deep, I want to go back to the countryside", the routine of the Great Emperor must be deeper, and it is completely possible!

I hurriedly said, "What, you let me help you play mahjong, I don't have any money." ”

"Don't worry, I have." The little old man didn't reply to a word, paused, and then said, "Wait a minute, you don't have to win the card and just let it go, you don't need to win." ”

As soon as I heard what he said, I was even more blindsided, and I couldn't win but only fire, so didn't that mean just losing and not winning?

In these years, who plays mahjong and likes to only lose and not win?

I'm a little puzzled, but since the little old man gave me the money, I don't worry about him cheating me out of my money.

After walking for about ten minutes, the little old man led me into a small dark alley, and as soon as I entered the alley, the little old man carried a burlap bag at the base of the wall.

The sackcloth bag was swollen, and it had to be half a person tall, and it was estimated that it would be seventy or eighty pounds, but the little old man didn't seem to be struggling at all, and grabbed the sack and threw it on his back.

I asked him curiously what he was inside, and the little old man smiled and said, "Money for playing mahjong." ”

Hiss!

I suddenly gasped, looking at the little old man's eyes are different, this guy is dressed plainly, could it be that he is an invisible super-rich man?

Play mahjong and bring money to the back of a burlap pocket?

Then I became curious again, how many tens of thousands of soft sister coins are seventy or eighty pounds?

There are no lights in the alley, and the further you go inside, the dimmer the lights become.

I was afraid that the little old man would fall to his death with a sack of seventy or eighty pounds on his back, so he was busy taking his mobile phone out to illuminate it, the ground was very damp, there was a lot of garbage, and there was a pungent stench in the air.

The little old man didn't dislike it all the way, he walked around with a sack of farts on his shoulders, and he walked quite fast.

After walking for about three minutes, it was completely dark, except for the phone in my hand. Subconsciously, I glanced back at the alley behind me, it was pitch black, and I could see the light on the road outside in the distance.

I don't know why, I always feel eerie, I frowned, opened my mouth and was about to ask the little old man how long he would have to walk, when suddenly, the little old man stopped and put the sack on his shoulder on the ground: "It's here." ”

"Arrived?" I was stunned for a moment, holding up my phone and looking around, there were walls of tall buildings on both sides, and I didn't see a mahjong parlor or mahjong table or anything.

At this time, the little old man suddenly squatted on the ground and knocked on the ground with his hand, making a clanging sound.

I listened to the sound of knocking on the iron plate, with a mobile phone, there is really an iron plate on the ground against the wall, this iron plate is about one meter square, the top is rusty, there is a pull ring near the feet of the little old man, what surprised me the most is that there is a yellow charm on the top of the pull ring.

I was stunned on the spot: "There is a ghost down there?" ”

The little old man nodded, tore off the yellow talisman on the iron plate pull ring, and then got up and opened the sack containing the money again, I subconsciously took a closer look, and suddenly gasped.

Inside the sack, it is not a soft girl coin, but a ...... Dead man's money.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and I looked at the little old man with round eyes and horror: "Uncle, are you going to let me play mahjong with the ghost?" ”

"A young man's brain is a light." The little old man smiled.

My special mother was not calm on the spot, what kind of plane are you doing? Ask me to play mahjong as a yin man.,Why do you still play mahjong with ghosts?

As far as buddies did before, every time they saw a ghost, they did it without saying a word, and this time they had to sit down politely and play mahjong?

The thought of sitting on my hands with two ghost cards gave me a thick layer of goosebumps, and this was ...... It's more exciting than hitting a ghost directly!

Squeak......

At this time, the little old man squatted on the ground and pulled the iron plate open, which was estimated to have not been opened for some days, and made a screeching sound when it was opened.

Just when the iron plate was opened, there was a square hole in the ground, which was pitch black, and a thick yin qi surged out.

As soon as I felt the yin qi in my Xuan Yin body, the pores of my whole body opened, but immediately after, a bone-chilling chill swept through my body.

I jerked my spirit, the ghost down there...... The strength is not low! Otherwise, it won't exceed the carrying limit of my Xuanyin body, and it will make me feel cold.

I subconsciously asked, "What is the level of yin qi of the ghost down here?" ”

"It's not strong." The little old man waved his hand and grinned: "I can deal with it alone, but I just don't want to kill them, I thought about their wishes and sent them down, so I went to the street to find my peers, didn't this meet you?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, if the little old man could settle it alone, then it was estimated that there would be no danger.

In fact, what the little old man said is indeed reasonable, if you can deal with ghosts in the industry, you will definitely be unwilling to do it if you can overtake ghosts without doing it. Once you do it, you will be desperate with the ghost, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will have to beat the ghost to pieces, and if the ghost is just subdued, if you forcibly exceed it, it is easy to be affected by the ghost's memory, just like I used to overtake Huang Tingting.

The gentlest way to go over is to take the ghost's wishes, and then go over, so that it is easy for the ghost to go down to the underworld.

"Don't worry, just set off the cannon when you play mahjong, I'll cover you." Seeing that I was stunned, the little old man patted me on the shoulder and comforted, "There are just two ghost king-level ghosts with green yin qi down there." ”

(End of chapter)