Luo Pei and Luo Lan sent the buns outside the gate, and said apologetically, "My dad has been in a bad mood since he came back, and he is most afraid of people mentioning the past, you have to understand." We'll do his work, and three days later, at eight o'clock in the evening, you hang up the phone for the night school, and I'll give you the result then. ”

Baozi shook his head, "No, after three days, I will run back and forth, I'm afraid that there is not much time left, so I'll wait here." ”

Roland said, "Brother, my dad is not a small man, you have to give him some time to turn." ”

Baozi nodded, turned and left.

"Hey, buns," Luo Pei asked, "Junko, their family.... How's it going? Are they okay? ”

Baozi saw that the souls of Junko's family were hastily judged by the old devil and entered the Sea of Death, and saw these crystalline souls turn into ashes, how should this tell her? So he casually coped with a sentence of "It's good, it's normal." ”

Luo Pei's eyes showed a complicated expression, "If you touch him, don't say you've seen me" After speaking, he walked over again, unloaded a burden from the back rack of the bicycle, and handed it to the bun, "This is a fluffy coat, or a new one, you can help me bring it to him, just say that you sent it... It's okay to pick it up, it's early this winter. ”

Baozi hummed, took the burden, and turned to leave.

The streets of the provincial capital are very lively, with shops and grocery stores everywhere, sugar gourd boards, sugar mutton skewers, sugar people, sweet potatoes and roasted eggs, and a dazzling array of goods that have been seen and never seen. Baozi walked into a state-run store, saw that the window was full of all kinds of radios, and looked at it with his sleeve copied for a long time. The salesman saw that the customer was a half-grown child, so he didn't like to take care of it, but the bun squatted for more than half an hour, and the salesman noticed him and asked, "Alas, child, why are you running here if you don't go to school, go back to school." ”

"Auntie, which radio can receive the most stations," Baozi asked.

"Yo, you're talking about the widest FM range, right? It has to be imported from the GDR, and Czechoslovakia is good, but it's too expensive, can you afford it? ”

"Auntie, how many dollars?" Baozi asked again.

Several salespeople were smiling, "Kid, where are you from?" ”

"From Dafang Town." Baozi felt the mockery.

"No wonder!" The salesman liked this rustic child, and when he looked at the burial, he was looking outward, and his heart was showing a beautiful outward look, "Tell your father, you need 45 yuan." One month's salary for a worker in a state-owned factory. ”

Baozi had a hundred yuan given by Luo Xiurong in his hand, he thought about it again and again, took out five of the ten sheets of unity, and stacked them on the counter one by one, "Auntie, then I'll buy that German one." He wrapped the remaining five in a handkerchief and carefully carried them into his arms. The salesmen were dumbfounded, the money was in front of them, and it was not good if they didn't sell it, and they didn't look like bad people when they looked at the children carefully, and they hesitated to put a new radio on the counter, "Child, so much money to buy a radio, do your parents agree?" ”

"Agreed" Baozi took the radio head and left without looking back.

"Hey! Child, if your dad wants to buy a TV, he has to open a slip from the unit~" The salesman is afraid that Baozi will come to buy a TV tomorrow.

Baozi didn't go home, he returned to Luo Xiurong's house, but he didn't knock on the door and enter the house, but found a flat place outside the courtyard, spread out his army cotton coat, sat on the ground, and quietly looked through the book Luo Xiurong gave him. At the end of October in the Northeast, it was already freezing and cold, and the white breath exhaled from the nostrils of the buns wet the hands holding the book, and the water vapor was carried away by the cold wind, and I only felt the cold of my fingers. At this time, only words can make him forget the cold and immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.

As the sun set, Roland came out of the courtyard door with his coat on, found the bun at the door, and hurriedly ran over to drag the bun into the house, but the bun refused. Roland hurriedly ran home and told Luo Xiurong, Luo Xiurong walked out quickly, "Child, why don't you leave?" "Uncle Luo, if you don't give me the antidote, I can't go back." "Child, I also said the reason, and it's not good to say whether this medicine is right for your old man's symptoms, I can't give it to you." "Then I'll have to wait for you to change your mind."

Luo Xiurong shook his head and entered the house.

Every half hour, Roland would run out to give Baozi a cup of hot water, and also gave porridge and steamed buns for dinner, but Baozi never moved. Luo Xiurong and Baozi, the old and the young, are more energetic, and both of them are stubborn. Luo Xiurong, who was lying on the bed, also couldn't fall asleep, and after a while, he got up and opened the curtains, looked at the bun sitting upright outside, and sighed once he saw it. He simply didn't sleep, and flipped through the books to pass the time, but he didn't find that the books were all taken down. In the blink of an eye, the clock pointed to ten o'clock in the evening, the sky was thin and cloudy, and the snow began to fall here and there, and after a while, the snow fell more and more, and in the blink of an eye, large pieces of goose feather snow flakes fell one after another, which was the first snow in winter.

The bun was cowering under a telephone pole, his coat no longer able to withstand the cold, and he began to fiddle with the radio to pass the time. He remembered that Luo Xiurong had invented a machine that could mobilize signals like frequency modulation, so that he and ghosts could enter the same frequency, and then communicate. With the rotation of the knob, one by one the radio stations were mixed with the blind spots of the signal that rattled and lacked, appearing one by one and disappearing one by one, but Baozi never found a radio station that could communicate with the ghosts.

The three members of the Luo family looked at the buns outside through the curtains, and their hearts were full of taste. Luo Pei begged, "Dad, you have taught me since I was a child, you must be poor and untouchable, mighty and unyielding, and you must know how to repay your kindness, how can you treat a child like this." It's true that you've suffered injustices in the past, but you can't just deny the future. ”

Luo Xiurong shook his head, "Child, you don't understand. After I came back, many herb dealers and pharmaceutical factories approached me through school leaders, hoping to get the recipe for the chongliu soup that year, which is said to be very valuable. As a scholar, I don't study these things to make a fortune, let alone do these confluences. What's more, the soup has not been clinically proven, and I can't gamble with other people's lives for money. During this time, there were a lot of people who came to me to talk to me, some asked the principal to intercede, some recommended themselves, some directly threw money, and some found people who threatened me, hehe, I can only hide. So, from the moment I met him, I guessed that this kid might be being taken advantage of, and I suspected that there was someone behind him. ”

Luo Pei looked at his father blankly, and then looked at the bun outside, "No, I believe in this child." ”

"People who are for money will not have any perseverance, this matter is also a test, you go to sleep first, I look at him, don't freeze." Luo Xiurong lowered the curtains.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Baozi's body was snow-white, and he was still adjusting the radio as if no one was around, searching for signals. Baozi suddenly remembered that his father Bao Jianguo was a physics teacher and was proficient in circuits, so he could ask his father to find a way to call up a channel linked to ghosts, so as to make up for the lack of losing Tongtian's eye.

A gust of wind blew against the ground, and although it was not large, the keen bun still felt the difference from the cold wind. He stood up sharply, quickly dodged into a telephone pole, and looked around alertly.

At the end of the alley, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of neat footsteps, and a pair of people and horses came in the snow. Baozi only heard the sound of horses' hooves and broken footsteps, but he couldn't see who came, and from a distance, rows of neat footprints appeared on the snow at the end of the street. At that moment, the rattle of radio waves on the radio he had forgotten to turn off stopped, and the radio was eerily quiet. Although Baozi couldn't send out the eyes of the sky, he knew that there must be an evil passing by, and there were quite a few of them, so he hurriedly took out three talismans, pasted them at the three yang fire positions, and recited the invisibility spell. Everything was ready, the sound of snow treading had already come to the side, and suddenly there was a conversation on the radio!

"Boss, how much soul detention is there tonight?"

"Returning to the general's words, tonight from the crematorium 15 souls detained, 2 picked up, 2 hospital morgues, 1 execution ground. A total of 20 people. ”

The person in charge also added, "It's the end of the month, and the number of indicators is not enough." ”

The general said, "Yes, the new ghost judge is a workaholic, and he has been in office for less than a month, and he has even placed a soul detention index, for fear that there will be few deaths in the sun." ”

The head said, "The general doesn't know, a month ago, the lid was lifted on the matter of the Dead Sea in Dafang Town, and we waited for forty years to rule, lost more than 9,000 souls, and did not report to the heavenly court. Good guy, he came over as an old man, and his monthly indicators doubled. ”

The general said, "He thought that we were deliberately concealing the number of dead and pretending that the world was peaceful, and the real number was far more than that, so he made such an indicator to press it down. ”

The boss smiled, "The underworld has been unpopular since following the rebellion of the dragons. The people in the heavenly court, who are willing to send them to our underworld. Those sent down by Heavenly Court are often squeezed. ”

The general sneered, "So, just take us and scatter fire." ”

The chief said, "This man is not very shrewd. You think, the current underworld is not just our family's decision, and the Buddhists have also sent Bodhisattvas down to supervise. At that time, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth gave up his body to the eighteen layers of hell, and he was a full-time discipline inspector, and he said that there was a ghost in hell, and he would not become a Buddha. As a result, as soon as he said this, he couldn't take it back, and his old man still hasn't become a Buddha. Fortunately, in the past forty years, there have been fewer and fewer dead people, the yang world has become more and more stable, and the heart of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth to become a Buddha has also been alive. If the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth doesn't say it, I'm afraid that it will be uncomfortable in my heart. ”

The general asked, "We are all bad officials, don't nag about the officials, be careful of committing a crime." By the way, how many are missing? ”

The head sighed, "General, today is the end of the month to cut the accounts, no more, no less, we still have one place left to complete, and one of them will go back to the oil pot." ”

The general said, "It's okay, just find a dying man around here and urge him to get on his way." ”

"The soldiers obeyed the order, searched from house to house, and when they saw the dying person, they immediately detained the soul." ”

Dozens of ghost soldiers could hear the neat and low sound of "No", and the originally neat sound of stepping on the snow became chaotic.

After a while, the voice of a Yin soldier said, "Report to the general, there are mostly young and middle-aged people around here, and most of them are people under Confucius and Mencius, and there is still a long life expectancy." There is only one in this family named Luo Xiurong, who seems to be in poor health, but if you check his yang life, there are still more than ten years. ”

General: "Nothing shorter?" ”

Yin Soldier "It's gone, only this one." ”

The general hesitated, "Let's stop going around and see if there is a group fight." ”

Yin soldier "General, there is less than half a stick of incense before the time of the child." ”

The general sighed, "Just him!" Wait on, don't let him go through the nail board and go to the oil pot to suffer, it's arranged. ”

The Yin soldiers were ordered, and after a while, there was a noisy sound of stepping on the snow, and after a while, the general asked coldly and arrogantly, "Are you Luo Xiurong?" ”

It was Luo Xiurong's old voice that answered, "I am, you are?" ”

The general didn't say much, "You're at the end of your life, come with us." ”

Without waiting for Luo Xiurong to ask, there was a crackling sound of soul restraint and binding, "I was wronged, I am not sick!" I'm in good health, I do Tai Chi every day, you guys are wrong! ”

When Baozi heard this, he understood the probability, if he didn't care about it, I was afraid that he would have to give Luo Xiurong's corpse the first antidote tomorrow morning.

Baozi tore off the three talismans, pulled out the sword of victory over evil in the baggage, jumped into the middle of the road, and roared, "Nether ghosts, which one dares to move?!" ”