When Lu Kang's zombie teeth were less than two inches away from the little guy.

A look of struggle flashed across his face, and he raised his hand and greeted him heavily.

"Smack!" A crisp sound was unusually clear in the room.

Lu Kang got up and sat on the edge of the bed, breathing a sigh of relief, and the two zombie teeth gradually disappeared.

Hehe, I can't do it after all, no, I shouldn't be able to talk about it.

And it's a little girl of three or four years old.

"Uncle, Guoguo got it, Guoguo got it."

The little one got up from the ground, excited with a glass bead in his hand.

She didn't realize that she had just walked on the edge of death.

"It's good to get it, let's go home."

Lu Kang looked at the little guy with complicated eyes, and always felt that his teeth were very itchy, and there was a faint tendency to get out of control.

The little one's clear, pure gaze hinted at him to be sensible.

"Goodbye, uncle."

The little one smiled sweetly, carefully took the glass beads and left the room.

After Lu Kang closed the door, he rushed into the bathroom and turned on the sprinkler to drench himself, scolding himself in his heart.

Hehe, it's really wasteful.

Even people don't dare to bite, just a bite.

If you continue like this, you will starve to death sooner or later.

It's no wonder that no one in the Su family can afford you.

After taking a bath, Lu Kang touched his rumbling belly, and his face was a little bitter.

I just drank half a bowl of duck blood, and now I'm hungry again, and it seems that the blood of animals is still not as good as human blood.

When you're hungry, you always have to find something to eat, right? But where to find food on this big night?

Sleep, you won't feel hungry when you fall asleep.

He lay on the bed, tossing and turning against hunger, and it was not until the second half of the night that he finally fell asleep.

The next morning, Lu Kang woke up, but he was awakened hungry.

He went to the window and looked at the weather outside, and saw that it was a sunny day and the sun had come out.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and he walked over to pick it up and took a look, and found that it was a strange call.

Lu Kang hesitated but still connected.

Before he could speak, a voice like a silver bell came from inside: "Teacher Lu? ”

"Are you...... Chen? Lu Kang was stunned for a moment, and then asked unconvincedly.

"Yes, Mr. Lu, why haven't you come to school for two days? I sent you a WeChat message and you didn't reply, and the classmates in the class were about to turn upside down. ”

Lu Kang's heart warmed slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "The teacher is sick, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to school for a short time, please tell your classmates, let them study hard, and the school will arrange a new teacher for you at that time." ”

How can he teach others like this?

Chen Xiao suddenly became nervous: "Huh? Are you sick? It's not serious, have you gone to the doctor, where are you, I'll come over after school to take a look. ”

"Don't, don't come, I'm fine, I'll go back to school when I'm well, well, that's it." Lu Kang hurriedly refused, and then hung up the phone, for fear that he couldn't help but agree.

His current state can be said to be avoidance of the living, if Chen Xiao really comes, he doesn't dare to guarantee whether he can control it.

He called Principal Lu of Lincheng High School again, basically meaning that he was sick, so he wanted to take a leave of absence for half a year, and hung up without waiting for Principal Lu to agree.

It's a bit excessive, but it's a last resort.

After that, Lu Kang put on the big black robe he bought and wrapped himself tightly.

I put on my sunglasses and mask and went out.

He didn't want to go out, and even hated the sun, but he couldn't keep himself in the house all the time, or he would starve to death sooner or later.

……

The sun was a little big, even if he was wearing a black robe and sunglasses, Lu Kang always felt a little uncomfortable.

He kept his head down all the way, ignoring the surprised gazes of passers-by.

After all, in this hot day, as long as a normal person would not dress so thick and strange.

But he, Lu Kang, is not a normal person, maybe he can't be regarded as a human at this moment.

He was at a loss, didn't know where to go, and just walked aimlessly.

I don't know how long he walked, he suddenly stopped and looked at the environment in front of him, and found that he had come to Houjie.

Houjie is a street outside the Fifth Ring Road of Lincheng, which is a bit remote because of its proximity to the suburbs, and the flow of people is relatively small.

However, this street has always maintained a special characteristic, that is, it specializes in selling all kinds of dead people's things.

For example, incense candles, paper money, coffins, paper figures and the like.

With the development of society, new industries such as Internet finance will slowly move closer to the city center, while crafts such as incense and candles passed down from ancestors can only be slowly marginalized.

This is the inevitable trend of the progress of the times, and it is also a silent mourning for the withering of traditional culture.

Although Houjie is far from the city center, many of the buildings have been preserved in their original state twenty or thirty years ago.

Perhaps because of the morning, many shops on both sides of the street were not open, and many of them still had sublease advertisements on their doors, and only a few shops opened early, which seemed a little deserted.

The closest to Lu Kang is a longevity material shop, the name is Wannianju, about seventy square meters, the door is still made of wood, and the kind that needs to be inserted from the inside to skim the door.

At this time, only a crack was exposed in the door of the coffin shop.

Just as Lu Kang was looking, a middle-aged man wearing a black vest came out of it.

The middle-aged man's face was slightly pale, his hair was a little protruding, his face was pockmarked, and his appearance was quite ugly.

At this time, he was holding a wad of paper money in his hand, and he was about to burn it in the iron basin at the gate, and after seeing Lu Kang, he was stunned at first, and then got up and smiled kindly: "Someone in the family has been promoted?" ”

Gao Sheng's promotion here does not refer to the promotion of officials, but the funeral of the deceased and his going to heaven.

Lu Kang shook his head, glanced at the half-open door and said, "Can I go in and have a look?" ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded, then turned around and opened the door.

Lu Kang walked in and saw the rows of coffins placed horizontally, painted with dark red lacquer all over, there were about twenty coffins, divided into two columns on the left and right, ten each one.

The coffins were placed against the wall, with a narrow passage in the middle.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the sun for a long time, and there is a musty smell in the room, accompanied by a hint of coolness.

The middle-aged man took out a pack of Hongtashan from his body and handed it to Lu Kang.

Lu Kang shook his head and said no: "How is the business?" ”

Since the first time he saw these coffins, he did not have the slightest sense of bad luck in his heart, but gave birth to a trace of intimacy.

It's like...... It's like being back at home.

"There's no business there."

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette for himself and took a hard puff: "Now that the cremation is up, when the person dies and pulls it to the crematorium, what comes out is the urn, who can use this." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that this shop was handed down from my ancestors, I wouldn't have had to pay any rent, I would have starved to death."

"The craftsmanship of our old Liu family for three generations is about to be broken in my hands."

"I've thought about it, I'll sell this shop as soon as possible, sell it for some money, and then pay a down payment for my baby in the Fourth Ring Road."

The middle-aged man seemed to have found a place to vent, shaking his head and sighing.

"It's good."

Lu Kang said lightly, turned around and left the longevity shop, continuing to squirm like a walking corpse on the street.

Finally, I stopped outside a shop called Tianshitang.

The shop looked a little shabby, even worse than the previous coffin shop, but there was a broken plaque hanging at the door, very broken, as if it could fall down at any time.

On it, there are three big characters written on it.

"Heavenly Master Hall!"

The pen is very vigorous and powerful, and if the plaque is not broken, it will look very forced.

At the entrance of the store, there is a plaque that says all kinds of ritual utensils are for sale.

Heavenly Master Hall? Ritual weapons?

Lu Kang stood at the door for a long time, and finally walked in.

The shop is small, with three wooden shelves filled with yellow charms, paper money, incense and candles.

And in the place of the doorway is a table similar to a cash register.

A bald old man was drowsy with his chin in his hand, and he dreamed a few words from time to time, completely unaware of Lu Kang's arrival.

And in the middle of the wall is also hung a plaque, which is very large and bordered with red cloth.

It's a world away from the broken plaque at the door.

I saw that there was a vertical small seal font written on it with a brush, and the order from right to left was respectively.

Half a bowl of water shines brightly.

A spirit rune is a ghost.

Step on the yin and yang gossip steps.

Hold a wooden sword in your hand and slash the demon soul.

Tears and wine are sprinkled on the ground.

The Tao lasts forever in heaven, earth and man.

The red rope glutinous rice is still there.

I didn't see Mao Xiaofang back then.