I don't know how long he slept, but a rooster crow woke him up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoHe thought he had slept for a day and a night, but when he got up and opened the door, it was still dark. At this time, the roosters in the village crow one after another.

Iron Fist suddenly felt his scalp tingle. They have a saying that in the middle of the night, the rooster crows, and the evil spirit comes to the door. In other words, if the rooster starts crowing before twelve o'clock in the evening, then something bad must happen in the house. If it is small, it will hurt money and lose one's body, and if it is large, the life of someone in the family will not be guaranteed. At this time, you must first kill the rooster who reported the news, and then find a Taoist priest to do it, or you can escape.

Now that so many roosters in the village are crowing, if it is really an evil ghost who comes to the door, how powerful is this ghost to make the roosters in the whole village get up and report the news. And Iron Fist vaguely felt that this might be coming for himself. It seems that the old man is really not a good thing, but he is afraid that he is incarnated by evil ghosts or monsters. Those gold bars were the money he gave to buy his life, and now that he has collected the gold bars, the old man has come to him to ask for his life.

Thinking of this, Iron Fist's legs trembled. He flipped out four gold bars, opened the door and tried to throw them out of the house. The four gold bars were heavy in his hand, and he was really reluctant to throw them like this. If he stays around, it is estimated that his life will not survive tonight. My life is gone, what do I need these gold bars for? But when he thought about it, he felt that it was wrong, if the old man was really a ghost, then it probably wouldn't be rare to see these gold bars. This thing is not circulating underneath. It seems that no matter whether he returns the gold bar to it or not, it is determined to want this little life of its own. Thinking of this, his heart was crossed, and he was also a death left and right, so he might as well keep it for Lao Tzu to be buried with. Then he hid the gold bars again.

That being said, Iron Fist doesn't willingly sit and wait for someone to die. He thought to himself that ghosts were afraid of light, so the first thing he had to do was to make the room brighter. He usually lit a small kerosene lamp at night. How bright a small kerosene lamp can be, if nothing else, the ghost is really going to enter the house and blow it out with a breath.

At the moment, it seemed that the only thing to do was to raise a fire in the house and illuminate the whole house. Besides, ghosts are also afraid of fire, as long as they lean against the fire, maybe they can't get close.

He collected all the firewood at home, looked at it, and estimated that it would be a bit choking to burn all night. Without saying a word, he picked up an axe and smashed the dining table and several chairs. After seeing that it was still a little closer, he simply split the two cabinets left by his parents into firewood, his life was at stake at this moment, and he didn't care what to do without these things. Anyway, he had already made up his mind, as long as he could survive tonight, he would hide in the field and never come back in this life.

He heard the old man say that in ancient times, people built bridges and houses, and rich people often invited Taoist priests to do it, and used a person's soul as a pillar to make a pillar, so that the houses built in this way could not rot for a hundred years and would not fall down for a thousand years. And because that soul is trapped by the magic of the Taoist priest, it cannot be reincarnated until it finds a substitute ghost. It seemed that the old man he met in that cave was such a ghost who was in a hurry to find a substitute, but he was unlucky and ran into it himself. This kind of soul is suppressed by the magic of the Taoist priest, so it can't go too far. As long as the people in its favor hide in other places, they will not be found. So as long as he can survive tonight with an iron fist and flee to a foreign place tomorrow, his life can be saved. And those four pieces of gold are his, enough for him to use for half his life.

He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this. But now is not the time to laugh. He remembered that there was a temple fair in the village this year, and a few Taoist priests came, and each household issued a few yellow talismans to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters, but they couldn't find it when they wanted to use it. It was not easy to find it in a bag under the bed, although it looked a little old, but with these yellow talismans, he felt a little more confident in his heart.

By this time the fire had risen so brightly that the whole house was lit red. Iron Fist moved all the mat covers to the fire, and made it on the mat himself, draped the old quilt over his body, and stared at the door tightly.

At this point, it's midnight. The whole cottage began to fall silent, and the occasional birdsong could be heard coming down from the mountain. The night seemed unusually long to him.

Although I have just slept for a day and a night, sitting by the fire in this winter is still very sleepy. Iron Fist only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and just as he was about to fall asleep, there were three knocks on the door.

As soon as he heard the knock on the door, Iron Fist jumped up from the ground in fright, and the quilt fell to the fire by his toss and burned. At this time, Iron Fist couldn't control so much, and he couldn't wait to wear it under the bed. Although he was scared, he still picked up a half-burned firewood and thought, "It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, as soon as you come in, I will burn you half to death."

"Knock, knock, knock." The knock on the door rang again. Iron Fist was so frightened that his legs trembled so much that he couldn't stand steadily, and if you lend him another hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to open the door.

"Iron Fist, I know you're inside, open the door!"

Iron Fist's voice didn't sound like the old man's voice, but like the voice of Fan Lao Wu in the neighboring village. But he didn't dare to be careless, and asked softly, who are you, why did you come to my house so late.

"I'm Fan Lao Wu, I can't even hear my voice. Open the door. ”

Iron Fist didn't dare to open the door like this, and he asked carefully, "What's the matter with me so late?" ”

"Why are you so wordy, are you still afraid that I will eat you? Let me tell you, I slaughtered the big rooster of Widow Liu's house, and now it is stewed in my pot, you quickly put on your clothes and go to my house, and we will drink two cups together. When we're done eating, we're going to do something big together. ”

"What's the big deal, you can tell me first."

"Hey, I said what are you like this, if you don't open the door, I'll leave."

Iron Fist listened to this voice as if it was really Fan Lao Wu, if it was really Fan Lao Wu, he couldn't just let him go. It would be nice if I could hide in his house, but two people are better than one anyway.

"Am I not dressed? Tell me what the hell is going on? Iron Fist said.

"Okay." Fan Lao Wu lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, this kid from our village Zhang Cheng is back." Now this kid is very rich, and he has brought back a lot of good things. I found out that the family was going to Liu Village tomorrow to drink happy wine, and they set off early in the morning. I guess it wasn't dawn yet, and as soon as they left, we slipped into his house, and we didn't take whatever we wanted. But I can't do this alone, I have to find someone to help watch the wind, we usually have a good relationship, so I came to you. If you don't dare to do it, I'll find someone else. ”

As soon as Iron Fist heard that there was such a good thing, why didn't he do it, not to mention that he now needed someone to give him courage. He said: "Who doesn't want to do such a good thing, you wait for me." He quickly changed his clothes, put the four pieces of gold in a small cloth bag, and carried them on his back, and then opened the door.

Outside the door was Fan Lao Wu. Fan Lao Wu also steals chickens and dogs for a living, and once Iron Fist and he stole into the same family at the same time, and the two met. Since that time, the two have a similar smell, and they soon became friends with wine and meat.

Fan Lao Wu glanced into his room and asked, "What's the matter with you, you are not afraid to set the house on fire with such a big fire in the room." ”

Iron Fist laughed, "It's too cold in the house, there's no way." ”

Fan Lao Wu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's nothing, let's take a few more clothes out later, and we won't be afraid of the cold." ”

Iron Fist smiled and didn't say anything. Anyway, he won't come back after tonight, so he didn't even lock the door and followed Fan Lao Wu.

After walking for a while, I came to a fork in the road. Fan Lao Wu turned around and walked to the right. Zhang Ruofa saw that it was not right, that was not the way to Fan Lao Wu's house, and wondered, is this guy dizzy, he even took the wrong way home, and was about to open his mouth to remind him, but Fan Lao Wu opened his hand to greet him, hurry up.

Iron Fist looked down at his hand, and his heart was about to pop out of his mouth in fright. I saw that Fan Lao Wu's feet were a few centimeters high from the ground, and his whole body was floating in the air like that. Iron Fist was still wondering what Fan Lao Wu walked without a sound just now, he thought that Fan Lao Wu was afraid that people would find out, so he deliberately lightened his steps, who would have thought that his feet would not touch the ground at all. Could it be that I haven't seen him for a few days, Fan Lao Wu has already learned the top light skills of the Qingcheng faction, and "flying on the grass" can't be successful? That's amazing, isn't it?

Iron Fist saw that the "Fan Lao Wu" in front of him was drifting farther and farther, he turned around violently and ran home. At this time, he already knew that the "Fan Lao Wu" in front of him was transformed into that ghost, in order to lure himself to its lair. He looked around along the way, fearing that the ghost would suddenly jump out of the darkness and break his neck, who would have thought that this ghost would always walk in front of him.

He had barely run a few steps when he heard the wind whirring behind him. He didn't dare to look back at this time, just ran forward desperately. Running, running, suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. Zhang Ruofa turned his head to look, only to see that the hand had already withered to the point that only skin and bones remained. At this moment, he only felt a noise in his head, and a lot of moldy hair hung down in front of his eyes.

Where did he dare to look at it at this time, he quickly closed his eyes, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Hero, spare your life!" He had just learned this line when he was reading a novel at the village chief's house two days ago, and he shouted out at this time. Later, he thought that it was wrong, this was a ghost and not a human, so he cried again: "Uncle。。。。。 Oh no...... Ghost master, please let me go, I don't dare anymore。。。。。。 I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eighteen-year-old concubine, what will they do if I die! ”

Iron Fist cried and screamed for a while, but there was no movement around him, and the hand on his shoulder seemed to be missing. Could it be that the ghost has been moved by his own cry and is gone?

He pulled away his left eye and squinted forward, but there was no one in front of him. Only then did he open his eyes with confidence, there was no one in front of him, could it be behind him. He turned around sharply, well, well, and he couldn't see anything behind him. It wasn't because it was too dark, of course, but because he had closed his eyes.

I didn't see it back or forth, and it seems that the ghost is really gone. When he turned around, he collapsed to the ground in fright.

I saw a ghost with long hair floating in front of him. Its hair has become moldy due to not washing for many years, and it is not easy to keep such long hair out to be scary if the hair quality is not good. Its eyes seemed to have been gouged out, two dark hollows had formed in its sockets, its nose had been sliced off, and its large mouth was naturally open, as if it was ready to swallow an iron fist at any moment.

Iron Fist was so frightened that he almost fainted, and he stammered, "I was wrong。。。。。。。 I shouldn't have stolen your gold. I'll give you all the gold bars, and you can spare me. ”

The ghost didn't seem to be scared enough by Iron Fist, and it floated over and brought its face close to Iron Fist, who turned his head to the side in fright and closed his eyes.

"It's too late, you took my life money. Your life is mine. You originally had 60 years of yang life, five gold bars, one to buy you 12 years of yang life, exactly 60 years, no more, no less. ”

Iron Fist heard this clearly. It turns out that these gold bars are really life money, and they all blame themselves for being greedy, which will not even save their lives.

Although he was afraid, his mind was also spinning. The ghost gave him five gold bars, but he only took four, which means that he still has at least twelve years of life to be bought. At this time, his life was at stake, and he didn't care whether the other party was a human or a ghost, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, even if I take your life money." But I only took four, and I didn't take one. I...... I have at least twelve years to live, and you can't kill me now. ”

When the ghost heard this, he suddenly roared, "What did you say? Iron Fist felt his throat tighten, and one of the ghost's hands was already pinching his neck.

Iron Fist opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "I。。。。。。 It's true, don't believe it。。。。。 I..... I..... Open the bag。。。。。。。 To give..... Here you go. ”

Iron Fist only felt the hand holding his neck loosen, he took a few breaths, and then opened the bag on his back, and sure enough, there were only four gold sticks inside.

The ghost was furious at the sight of it, and kicked the iron fist out of the air. You know, this ghost has been bound by magic for fifty or sixty years. He only came out once every twelve years to find a stand-in, and only for three days. There are few people in this big mountain, and it is normal to not see a person on a road for three or two days, and even if there are people, they may not be suitable for their own substitute ghosts. He waited for decades, and finally waited for Iron Fist, the unlucky guy, but he didn't expect Iron Fist to take his life money. Now, if you kill him, his soul will not become a substitute for him, but will be taken away by the bull head and horse face. It looks like I'm going to have to wait another twelve years.

The Iron Fist was kicked out and slammed into a large rock. This time it was really a hard fall, he only felt that his whole body hurt so much that he was almost falling apart, his throat was salty and hot, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale with fright, vomiting blood was the first time this kind of thing had happened to him, and it seemed that tonight was really exciting.

He was about to stand up, but the ghost floated over and asked, "Are you going to die or live?" ”

Iron Fist said: "To live, of course to live!" Please let me go! ”

The ghost said, "Well, in that case, let you live for twelve more years, and after twelve years I will naturally come to you, and then you will be my substitute ghost, if you don't want to, I will take your life now, and I will find another one in twelve years." ”

Iron Fist was ecstatic, although he could only live for twelve years, it was better than dying now. I knew that I would have left a few more golds at that time, so wouldn't I have made a fortune and saved my life.

"Yes, yes!"

"Okay, there is no basis for your words, you swear to heaven, follow me"

Iron Fist immediately knelt on the ground, pointed two fingers to the sky and followed the ghost and said: "My Iron Fist, voluntarily sold forty-eight years of Yangshou to Liu Ruoqi, folded four alloy strips, twelve years later, my soul is willing to be used for it, if this oath is violated, the soul will be scattered after death, and I will not be able to live forever!" ”

After hearing this, the ghost suddenly laughed and said, "Haha。。。。。。。 I've been waiting for more than ten years, so what's the point of waiting for twelve years? You're lucky, enjoy the rest of your longevity. After saying that, he slowly floated away.

Iron Fist saw him go, and then he let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, he finally picked up a small life, although he could only live for another twelve years, but those four gold bars were enough for him to spend time in these twelve years. Think about it, it's not a loss, it's better to live a lifetime than a pig and a dog like before, it's better to live a vigorous life for twelve years. With this in mind, he picked up the four gold bars, put them in his bag, and disappeared into the night. Since then, no one in the village has seen Iron Fist.