The old ghost almost threw the chain hammer directly into the van and opened the back door of the car. The environment inside the car is very dirty, especially the boxes with a lot of inventory in the back, which are piled up so tightly that the seats are almost flattened.

After pushing open a box, the old ghost almost climbed into the car. The bell who was sitting in the co-pilot looked back and saw that he was alone, with a hammer next to the back seat, and asked in surprise, "What about the girl?" ”

The old ghost almost closed the car door, leaned back in his position, whistled, and said, "I don't know." ”

"Isn't it in your hands?" Bell asked.

"It was in my hands just now, yes, but suddenly she's gone."

"And how did she not see her?" The bell looked a little anxious.

The saleswoman in the driver's seat was about to start the car keys, when she heard the voice, she leaned on the steering wheel, and asked with a side face, "Girl, who are you talking to?" I see you're talking to yourself. ”

The bell turned her head back again, smiled at the saleswoman and explained, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I often like to talk to myself, don't mind." ”

The sales lady didn't say anything, and twisted the key under the car. The whole car started.

However, the speed seems to be a little slow when starting, and it vibrates one after the other. It was as if something was stuck. The car trembled, and some clutter on the cabinet fell everywhere, as if it was about to turn over.

The sales woman was furious, slapped the steering wheel with both hands, and scolded: "What a broken car, the engine I just replaced." ”

At this time, the bell did not care about these problems. Instead, he continued to look out the window, looking for the girl in the blue dress before, who was dark on all sides, and could only faintly see the faint grass and the more conspicuous pine trees.

The big iron gate of the previous factory was originally closed. I don't know when I opened it, and the private car that was smashed in front of the iron gate seemed to have only one tire left.

The woman tried to start the engine again, and the car began to move slightly. The bell turned around and shouted urgently, "Wait a minute, I'll get out of the car and take a look." ”

The saleswoman turned her head and replied, "It's okay, by the way, help me see what's going on under the car, I can't start the engine." ”

The bell nodded and was about to open the door. The old ghost in the back couldn't help but persuade: "You girl, why have I told you so many things, that girl can't stay." ”

The bell glared at him angrily, ignored it at all, pulled the car door, and jumped out of the car. Outside the car, the bell looked left and right at the jungle on both sides, and then looked back at the bottom of the car, but there was nothing but darkness.

"Sister? Sister, where are you? Come out and stop playing hide and seek. ”

The bell kept shouting in all directions, but it was as quiet as stagnant water. Except for her own voice, which was the sound of the cold wind blowing.

Bell looked at the factory over there and was about to walk over. The sales lady in the car suddenly stretched her head out of the window and beckoned: "Girl, the engine is OK, can you get in the car?" ”

The bell turned around and said, "No, there is still a person who didn't get in the car?" The saleswoman rolled down the window and stuck her head out of her neck completely, "What, what did you say?" ”

"I said there's another person who hasn't gotten in the car, and I have to go find her."

The bell turned around and was about to walk towards the factory, but a girl's cry came from behind him. Bell quickly looked back and saw that the girl in the blue dress had been crushed under the tires of the car, and there was blood everywhere on the road, and one of her arms had been crushed.

The bell was so frightened that she immediately looked up and said to the saleswoman, "Quick, reverse the car." ”

The saleswoman seemed to be a little deaf in her ears, and she turned her head out of the window with a wrinkled face, and asked, "What?" What did you say? ”

Bell looked down at the girl under the car again, and rushed away. Hurriedly galloped under the tires in front of the car, squatted down, and pushed the headlights. The girl was still miserable. The bell hurriedly said: "Hurry, it's too late, put the car back." ”

I don't know if the saleswoman heard clearly, but I saw her shrink her head. I started the engine and stepped on the accelerator. Pull the gear to the highest. The four tires of the car rubbed violently, and the whole car suddenly slid forward.

At this time, the bell body is in front of the car. The car pressed directly over the bell's body. The bell screamed, even more miserable than the girl.

The car kept rushing forward for seven or eight meters before stopping, and the four black tires under the car rubbed two long blood stains on the ground.

The sales lady sat in the car, her hands off the steering wheel, raised on her shoulders, and made a gesture of surrender. Her eyes were getting bigger, the tip of her nose was moist, her tongue was about to pop out, and her head was covered with sweat.

The old ghost sat in the car, his face was full of anger, and he was so angry that he directly kicked over the seat cushion. He picked up the hammer and stared at the saleswoman. As soon as she stood up, he hung an iron chain around her neck, "You want to kill us?" Believe it or not, the old man has taken your soul away. ”

The saleswoman was startled, her eyes rolled and she spit out a long piece of tongue and hammered it on her chin, and the white foam slowly stayed from her lips to the corners of her mouth.

The old ghost almost pulled hard, and directly pulled the soul of the sales girl out of her body.

A blue transparent body floats in the air. The old ghost almost took the hammer in one hand, spit on the other hand, put his fingers together, and rubbed it. He stretched out his thumb, middle and index fingers, stretched out his thin force to the blue floating body, and pulled it back.

Grabbed it in his palm, took the blue body into his mouth, took out a piece of white paper, and covered it on his lips. I spit it out after it was completely covered.

When spit it out, the paper turns yellow. The old ghost took out a spell and pasted it up, saying: "The sky is dry, the earth is kun, the five elements of yin and yang, and the ghost art is unpredictable." ”

As soon as the spell came out, the spell flashed a black light, enveloping the ball of paper. Until the light is completely absorbed, the ball of paper becomes hard and pinched in the hand like a stone.

The old ghost took out another flask and stuffed the paper ball into it. He shook it until it was completely thick, brought the spout to his mouth and took a sip, the cold wine slid down his tongue and into his belly.

"Tsk! It's really a good wine, a good soul wine. The old ghost almost closed the flask, then turned and walked out of the car. When I came to the outside of the car, I looked around and said casually: "Girl? Where are you? ”

No one responded. The old ghost almost lay on his stomach, put his head under the car, and looked everywhere for the trace of the bell. But I didn't even find a mosquito after watching it for a long time, and it was quiet everywhere.

The old ghost stood up again, looked left and right at the jungle on both sides, and then looked back at the factory building over there, the iron gate was open, and the car was gone.

The old ghost sighed, "What bad luck! He walked back into the car and saw the body of the woman lying in the driver's seat. kicked her straight down, sat down in the driver's seat, closed the door, and looked through the glass at the fork in the road.

The old ghost looked down at the three strange plates under his feet, and stepped on the rightmost plate with his feet. The whole car suddenly shook, and the old ghost was almost sweating with fright.

The old ghost paused for a few minutes, and when he came back to his senses, he tried to let go of his feet slowly. Unexpectedly, the car started at a high speed, and it crashed towards the fork in the road ahead.

"Ah, what's going on." The old ghost began to get nervous in his heart, and he lost his mind for a while. I stomped on the plates below, and finally kicked down the middle plate, and the car stopped in a flash.

The old ghost almost hit his head on the steering wheel, and his scalp was broken with a blood clot. I was breathing heavily with my head down, and when I looked up again, I saw that the car had knocked over a telephone pole.

White smoke was also rising from the engine of the bumper, and the car couldn't move all of a sudden.

In front of you is a fence surrounded by a sidewalk and a zebra crossing behind it. The old ghost almost wiped the blood from his head, opened the car door and jumped in.

The old ghost looked around left and right, and found that in one of the corners of the sidewalk, there was a young man selling fritters, pushing a cart on the side of the road, holding a rolling pin in his hand, kneading white flour, and sprinkling a few green onions on it.

This guy doesn't seem to be very old, about 20 years old. The body is translucent and looks like a ghost.

The old ghost glanced at him, and didn't care about the van behind him, and walked over with squinting eyes. I walked all the way to the fritter stand.

The young man kneaded a ball of white flour in his hand into lines, stretched it and threw it into the oil pot, and white bubbles formed on the oil pot. He looked up at the old ghost and said with a smile: "Uncle, do you want to buy fritters?" ”

The old ghost looked at him for three or five seconds, his stomach had begun to growl, swallowed his saliva, stretched out his left hand, and said, "Take one out!" ”

The guy immediately took down a fried fritter from the black iron shelf, packed it in a bag, and respectfully handed it to the old ghost with both hands, and greeted him with a smile: "Thank you!" Two bucks. ”

The old ghost almost took the fritter with one hand, glared back at him, took it in his mouth and chewed it twice, and after swallowing it, he said, "Well, it's so fragrant!" After saying that, he didn't give the money, just turned around and left.

The guy threw down the rolling stick in his hand, directly lowered his head and chased after him, blocking his whole body in front of the old ghost, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, just two yuan, I can't afford to lose my small business." ”

When the old ghost heard this, he was annoyed and angry, "What? How dare you ask me for money? He spit out the fritter residue in his mouth, shook the hammer in his hand, and threatened: "Get out of the way?" ”

The guy was really frightened this time, and he curled up and took two steps back. Tears flowed down my face. The old ghost almost got angry and gave him a kick, "I said you get out of the way, did you hear?" ”

The guy was kicked to the ground and stumbled. After getting up, he knelt directly in front of the old ghost with tears in his eyes, kept kowtowing, and begged with his hands in fists: "Uncle, you can give me two yuan!" ”

The old ghost still didn't give up, put his knee against his head, and after rubbing it open, the guy fell sideways to the ground, and his head was smashed out of a bag. The old ghost squinted at him, turned and walked to another intersection.

But the fritter guy got up from the ground again, and his legs were a little unsteady. Still limping all the way to chase it.

The old ghost almost walked all the way to the end, and always found that there was someone following him. I had no choice but to look back. was surprised to find that the fritter guy was still following him.

The old ghost was almost a little impatient, and he exhaled with a crooked nose and said: "Hey, you are not annoying, the old man has no money now, why don't you make a blank slip, and wait for the old man to return it to you when he has a thousand times the richest, is this okay?" ”

When the fritter guy heard this, tears flowed down his nose to his lips like a waterfall. Suddenly, there was a crying voice, and she howled sadly. As soon as he pounced, he hugged the old ghost's knees, and begged with tears: "No, two yuan, my two yuan, uncle, you can give it to me." ”

The old ghost was clung to his knees, and his legs were trembling. My scalp is a little numb. rubbing left and right, frowning, "What's the matter with you?" Do you see the old man like that kind of ruffian who eats and drinks for nothing? I said that I will pay you back next time, and I will pay you back next time. ”

"No, two dollars, uncle! My two pieces! ”

The old ghost was almost furious, and smashed him directly on the head with an iron hammer. The guy screamed, and his air holes fell to the ground bleeding, his body stiffened, and he stopped moving.

The old ghost stomped on his body twice, spat and said, "You guy is really, don't give you face, you will lose your life this time." After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

But after taking about two steps forward, the old ghost almost felt that something was not normal. From time to time, I looked back at the young man's body, and found that it was still lying in place, but the ground was full of blood, and the blood flowed down the roadside into the ditch, and the whole ditch was stained red.

The old ghost himself didn't know why, and his heart began to beat faster. Because he has done something immoral.

Hades originally had very strict rules, but all demons and messengers who asked for their lives could not kill innocents, otherwise they would be calamitized. This kind of calamity comes from heaven, whether it is a ghost or a god, as long as you do something that lacks heart, you will be punished accordingly.

This rule has also been set since the beginning of the underworld, and every impermanence messenger and even the ghost messenger who asks for his life must strictly abide by it.

Therefore, every time the old ghost took two steps forward, he would look back again, always worried that the body of the fried man would suddenly disappear.

So, the old ghost was halfway there, and suddenly his conscience was discovered. He reversed direction again and slowly moved back. Come to the corpse of the churro guy.

The old ghost looked at his transparent corpse, and always felt a little strange, squatted down, and said to himself, "Huh? This corpse is strange, it stands to reason that after the soul dies, it should be wiped out, how can the body be kept intact? It's not dead, is it? ”

The old ghost was almost curious, and reached out to touch the nose of the fritter guy, and then touched his heart, but there was no movement. And you can't feel the heat coming out inside or outside the body. This is indeed a symbol of the soul.

"Well, anyway, let's bury your body. Otherwise, the old man will not be punished by heaven. The old ghost said, and lifted the body of the fritter boy.

But I didn't find the loess everywhere, and the roads in this place are very hard everywhere, so it is impossible to bury them in the ditch, right?

The old ghost looked left and right, and this road was indeed very narrow. On both sides were very old houses, and the large iron gates in front of each courtyard were closed.

One of the houses happened to have a garden in it, and the sides were planted with purple orchids. And the big iron door is still half open, and there seems to be no one inside.

After the old ghost saw it vaguely, he turned around and hugged the body of the fritter guy, and went down the alley to the front of the house.

The house has a total of two floors, the second floor has a pane of glass and the first floor has two curtains. The wooden door in the middle looks very old and has decayed.

The large iron gate in front of me was always half-open, and the iron bars on it were covered with rust. The old ghost pushed open the iron gate, walked into the courtyard, and came into the garden.

When he came to the garden, the old ghost smelled a smell of urine in his nose, which was too bad. I couldn't help but feel a little like vomiting, the strings of purple orchids in front of me were in full bloom, but I didn't smell the fragrance of the flowers.

The old ghost put the fritter boy on the loess on both sides of the flower string, smashed a big hole with a hammer, and after completely digging the soil, he threw the boy into it, buried it with loess, and put two fritters on his tomb.

I picked a few purple orchids and sprinkled them on the grave. And he erected a tombstone with a broom, which he had found in front of the iron gate. Biting his finger, he wrote a few bloody words on it: "The Tomb of the Young Heroes of the Fritters." ”

The old ghost almost pinched a handful of sweat, stood up from the ground, and said to the tombstone: "The old man has buried your body, and he has done his best to be benevolent and righteous, if you are a ghost, don't come to me, although it is my fault, but I am a ghost after all, and it is useless for you to come to me." ”

With a simple perfunctory sentence, the old ghost turned around and walked in the direction of the iron gate. As soon as he walked in front of the iron gate, a miserable voice came from behind him: "Two dollars, two dollars, two dollars!" ”

When the old ghost heard this terrible sound, he stopped suddenly. Slowly squinting back into the garden, there was no one on the left and right. I don't know where the sound came from.

The old ghost thought that he had misheard, and shook his head. He turned around and walked out of the iron gate.

"Two bucks, my two bucks."

The voice reached the old ghost's ears again. I had to turn around and look again, but there was still no one around. At this moment, a few drops of cold sweat had already flowed from the old ghost's forehead, and he rubbed his eyes again, staring at the maximum, sweeping around, but still no one was seen.

The old ghost took off the iron hammer hanging from his waist, stepped forward, and looked left and right through sneaky gritted teeth, and said, "Come out!" Don't hide it, or I'll take your soul away. ”

But no one in the whole garden answered him, and there was no sound of wild cats barking outside the iron gate. But the old ghost didn't care, thinking it was just an ordinary cat, insignificant.

Suddenly a crow flew over the house, and the crow croaked three times in a row, and pulled a bubble of on the old ghost's head. Cold, icy cold.

The old ghost almost wiped his hand on the top of his head, and when he put his palm in front of him, he found that it was crow, and his face was flushed with anger. He put the hammer on his shoulder and walked all the way to the tombstone of the fritter boy.

The old ghost could clearly hear that the voice was not coming from the tombstone. Rather, from another place in the corner of the wall. I had no choice but to step on the grave and peel off the purple orchids on both sides.

This time, the old ghost suddenly found that on the inner side of the garden wall, there was a tall and straight plane tree, planted in the corner. And this tree looks familiar no matter how it looks.

Directly above the tree, there was a corpse hanging from it. And this corpse is the corpse of the fritter guy, his face is blue and purple, and there is blood everywhere on the seven holes. There was also a weighing stone hanging from his feet, two fritters in his mouth, and a red rope tied to his body, hanging in the middle of the tree.

The old ghost rubbed his eyes to the brightest, and moved in the direction of the plane tree, until he went to the bottom.

When I looked up again, the tree was full of white steamed buns. These steamed buns are constantly emitting heat outward. One of the steamed buns fell on the loess, and the moment the steamed buns fell to the ground, they turned into blood.

At this moment, out of nowhere, an old man's voice struck: "One blood a day, one gold a day." Exchange blood for gold, and bliss is endless. ”

Hearing the voice, the old ghost almost took two steps back. Looking up at each leaf on it, I quickly remembered that when I was in Hades, there was such a big tree by the dock of the town. And the shape is exactly the same.

But the old ghost couldn't figure it out, obviously this big tree had already been eradicated. Now that he suddenly appeared in the Yang Realm again, it was indeed a bit unbelievable.

A black cat crawled on the wall, barked at the old ghost three times, and threw himself down the wall. Crossing under the tree, into another corner.

The old ghost almost looked back at the cat, then turned his body to look at the big tree, and the steamed buns on the big tree disappeared in an instant. In the next second, a golden yellow line slowly emerged from the leaves.

He dressed every green leaf in yellow, and the light spread all around, and it was like a heavy gold on it, and it shone his eyes so that he could not open them.

The old ghost took a step back, looked up at the leaves, and said, "Who are you?" Show up. ”

As soon as the sound fell, the gold on the leaves fell on the loess one after another, and slid down the tree pole with the corpse of the fritter boy.

After falling to the ground, the loess was stained. There were more and more gold ingots on the loess, and the old ghost couldn't help but step forward and pick up one of the ingots, which was heavy in his hand.

It looks like it's all real gold. The old ghost looked up again, and suddenly an ingot of gold fell directly into his eyes, "Ah! The scream spread throughout the garden, and the old ghost almost fell to the ground.

After a long while, I opened my eyes in a daze, and my left eye was bloodshot everywhere. And the surrounding area has been illuminated by the glowing gold on the loess, like a rainbow, stained with a layer of colorful powder.

The number of these gold ingots is also innumerable, and they are densely piled up. Look at the thousand, eighteen, flashing on it.

Suddenly, the old man's voice came from the big tree again, "Gold, gold, shining gold, steamed buns turn into gold, bliss." ”

The old ghost almost threw the gold in his hand, walked to the tree in two big strides, and smashed the big tree with an iron hammer, "Bang! There was a bang. The hammer shattered into powder, and the chains were broken. The old ghost almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.

(To be continued)