Heaven sent a jade-faced scholar to assist, named Wuyazi, according to Wuyazi's own words, he took the initiative to invite Yingfeng to come to the autumn wind. At that time, he stood under the Bodhi tree at the gate of the main hall of the Floating Life Hall with a dusty hand and a little bit of Taoism, and he pondered, pinched his fingers, and counted for a whole day.

"What do you do by profession?" Ah Jiu, who was also standing under the Bodhi tree, looked curiously at the jade-faced Xiaosheng next to him.

"Ghost hunting." Wu Yazi turned his head to show his little white teeth, smiled sinisterly, and forcibly ruined the fairy wind bones that had the first impression in Ah Jiu's heart.

Ah Jiu's body shook, and his steps unconsciously moved back again.

"Don't be afraid, little ghost, I actually used to write wild history." Wu Yazi shook off his long gradient blue sleeves and patted Ah Jiu's shoulder gently. "Later, business was not good, and I went to enlightenment." But his nature is difficult to change, where there is gossip, there is him.

As he spoke, he heard a scream. "Help, help!" The door of the main hall slowly opened, and Xiao Sheng, dressed in a standard version of the costume in light yellow clothes, lay at the door and stretched out a hand with difficulty, panting and running towards Ah Jiu as if he was running for his life, holding his knees and sighing, "There is an enchantment in the courtyard of the master of the Floating Life Palace, and a group of ghosts in front of him have broken through by mistake, and they are all wiped out. ”

The little ghosts and ghosts in light yellow clothes were all sent by Hades to fight the autumn wind.

Surprise!

The owner of the door couldn't think about it.

Ah Jiu carefully checked the pulse of the little drama in yellow, ignoring the humiliating face of the little drama in yellow who was molested by a woman from a good family, and in a moment, Ah Jiu took back the ghost qi on his body, and the solemnity and panic on his face faded.

Ah Jiu has a close worship of the oracle to the door master, in the past, Ah Jiu has done unspeakable things to the door owner, but Ah Jiu is still alive and well, and has become the image of the door master's favorite courtier, in Ah Jiu's heart, the door master will not kill ghosts.

"That should be the transfer array, and the ghosts should have returned to the worldly palace." Ah Jiu gave the little actor in yellow an indifferent look. I think it should be that the owner of the door is unwilling to accept help from the outside world, and intends to stay out of the matter.

Thinking like this, Ah Jiu plucked up the courage to step forward, walked into the gate, walked into the courtyard, touched the enchantment with his hand, and Ah Jiu returned to his own courtyard sadly.

The yellow-clothed Xiaosheng Wushengzi and Taoist Wuyazi, who followed silently behind Ah Jiu, looked at the disappeared Ah Jiu, looked at each other and shook their heads, both sighing.

There is a plum tree planted in Ah Jiu's courtyard, and at the end of winter, the dry branches are very pitiful in the wind.

Ah Jiu stared blankly, not knowing what to remember, and tears were raised. A look of lovelessness.

There is a shop in the ghost world, called Money can make ghosts grind. As the name suggests, as long as you give money, you can get anything done.

On the moon, Ah Jiu came to admire. The brightly dressed Ah Jiu was carrying a nest of ghost banknotes and threw it on the table domineeringly, and the shopkeeper looked at Ah Jiu with a smile. Ah Jiu looked the shopkeeper up and down, hesitating whether to catch the faceless ghost Hua Che or break the door owner's enchantment, and then thought that it was unrealistic to catch the ghost, so Ah Jiu said. "Break the barrier of the Lord of the Floating Temple."

The shopkeeper was in trouble, but Ah Jiu saw the shopkeeper's brows jump twice, so Ah Jiu threw the banknotes in the nest on the table again, and the shopkeeper's brows jumped even more. Ah Jiu nodded clearly, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do. So Ah Jiu contributed all the money in his arms.

The shopkeeper said with an unfathomable smile on his face, and quickly carried away all the banknotes. "The little brother's business is my business, and it is incumbent on me to stick a knife for the two brothers."

When Ah Jiu walked out of the ghost shop, he smiled brightly and walked to the courtyard of the door owner in high spirits.

Ah Jiu stood in front of the enchantment with a look of contempt, carefully holding the elixir taken out by the ghost shop. In an instant, he smoothly entered the door owner's house.

Ah Jiu probed his head and looked into the room, and after a while, he saw the door owner lying on the bed covered with a brocade quilt, looking at the pale and colorless face, Ah Jiu said that his heart was broken all over the ground.

Ah Jiu took a step towards the door master, and the door master's closed eyes opened as if he had a heart, looked directly at Ah Jiu, and then closed them again.

"Don't die, master." Ah Jiu played on his body, and he lay on the head of the bed with tears and snot excitedly.

The corners of the door master's mouth twitched, and finally opened his eyes helplessly. "Those who know think that you have less souls and seven souls, and those who don't know think that your brain is burned."

"Master, I don't know much." Ah Jiu pouted aggrievedly. "I haven't seen a man sick in a hundred years." Then Ah Jiu mysteriously approached the head of the door master, staring at the door master's eyes with bright eyes. "Door master, did you deliberately release water, how could a mere faceless ghost escape under your hands."

The master of the door was smiling, his face was pale but his elegance was undiminished. Ah Jiu straightened his back stiffly, and the pair of watery eyes staring at the door master would not move.

The next moment, the door master stretched out his pale and slender and bony hands to lift Ah Jiu's chin, who was extremely close, "Remember, except for me, don't believe other people's words. ”

Ah Jiu blinked pitifully and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, convinced of the master's words.

After some nagging, the door master carefully explained a few words, and then sent Ah Jiu away.

When the bone painter came to find Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu was sitting on the steps with a pitiful appearance of a puppy abandoned by his owner. So he sat silently next to Ah Jiu. "Hey, tomorrow is the night walk of a hundred ghosts."

As he spoke, the bone painter cast a spell to make the plum blossoms in Ah Jiu's courtyard bloom all over the ground, and patted Ah Jiu's shoulder comfortingly. Expressing his willingness to open the back door and take Ah Jiu to the world, Ah Jiu immediately looked at the bone painter with starry eyes, and between the lightning and thunder, he remembered the words of a certain ghost in his mind, and then his face was so uncomfortable that water dripped out, and after a long time, he shook his head firmly.

The bone painter remembered that Ah Jiu's tutor was very strict, and glanced at Ah Jiu sympathetically, "Do you want to drink?" ”

Ah Jiu muttered in his mouth. "I want a new brew in seven steps."

"Seven Steps" is a well-known spirit in the ghost world, the name is similar to the seven-step snake in the world, it is very poisonous, but the taste is mellow. After drinking a glass, you will fall after walking seven steps, it is difficult to wake up when you are drunk, it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, and it is also a good medicine for killing people and setting fires, and it is convenient to act.

"Well, no." The bone painter looked at Ah Jiu in embarrassment. "It's been a hard time lately."

Ah Jiu's eyes rolled and he hooked his finger at the bone painter. The sneaky two talked for a long time, and then walked away with their shoulders on their backs.