I yelled "Oops", got up and rubbed my buttocks, and suddenly felt my eyes tighten. It feels like staring at a computer screen for a day, and the feeling of walking out of the building after work and looking at the sky is so cool, it feels like my eyes are going to shoot out, and it feels good to be able to see things clearly.

I saw my eldest brother and the two white ghosts surnamed Fang looking at me like fools, and their big tongues were shaking straight on their waists, and I was so disgusted to see them.

The two of them twitched their mouths at the same time, and ate their big tongues into their stomachs.

The eldest brother's face was full of curiosity, and the Bai Wuchang surnamed Fang was more like seeing a ghost, turning around and beckoning a few ghosts, pulling the three people who looked like blood gourds, and ran away in a panic from me, making me baffled.

The eldest brother seemed to be stepping on a skateboard, and circled around me three times, and asked inexplicably, "Brother Xian, ...... You ......"

"What are you?" I annoyed.

"Are you okay"? He finally stuttered out.

"There's a, don't you think I'm good?"

"That's really strange, there is not a ghost who has been exposed to the Soul Whip who has not been destroyed. I saw that you had already dissipated, but you fell to the ground in an instant, and you really ...... Nothing at all"?

I nodded and said, "I'm really fine, I don't believe you," and I spun around in front of my big brother.

The eldest brother nodded like a fool again and said, "That...... Okay, let's get on our way." So saying, he floated in front of me again and led the way.

I felt like something was wrong there, why didn't my big brother ask me where I went. No, he shouldn't have asked, I felt like I had been alone with the woman in red for a long time, but when I came back, it felt like it was all a momentary thing, which was so strange.

So, I asked my eldest brother tentatively: "Big brother, this Su Niang...... Do you know"?

"Su Niang"? The eldest brother stopped and turned his head to look at me, and then said "oh", "I almost forgot, you can hear the elegy." Su Niang, how is it possible, of course I know, who in the underworld doesn't know her, it's just that she doesn't know me, hehe."

I was amused when I heard it, this is really "you stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, the people watching the scenery are looking at you from upstairs, the bright moon decorates your window, you decorate other people's dreams". Think about these verses of the poet, sometimes that's really the case.

I saw that my eldest brother was in a fog, and I thought that if I told him, it might destroy this interesting feeling in my heart, so I didn't say anything, and followed him faintly drifting forward.

After passing the chicken mountain, you will arrive at a flat river, a large plain. As the sky gets darker and darker, it feels a little cloudy, gray and gray, but there are no clouds, and it doesn't look like haze, the air is cool and wow, and it feels quite refreshing.

Not far ahead, a village looms. I could hear the gongs and drums beating in the distance, as if someone was doing something happy.

Approaching, it is indeed a village, the houses are all built very upright, the door is the door, the yard is the yard, and the yard is planted with big trees.

I saw a lot of people making noise on the roadside of the village, just like there was a big gathering in the countryside, and it was also like some solar term was being celebrated, and everyone gathered together to be lively and lively.

There are people on stilts on the side of the road, juggling, twisting Yangge, setting up stalls, storytellers, all kinds of people, so happy.

Seeing that these people were so happy, I wanted to go over to see the excitement, but I didn't expect to be dragged by the eldest brother.

I was about to ask him what was going on, but he said fiercely, "Don't go over, take a closer look"!

After hearing this, I stopped and took a closer look to see what was wrong.

At first, I didn't feel anything unusual, but when I looked at it, it felt like something was wrong, these people looked very cheerful, and there were all the things that should be in the market, and there should be nothing wrong with it, but it just felt like something was missing.

What's missing?

I thought about it for a while, looked at Bai Impermanence, and then looked at myself, and suddenly realized,, there is no audience.

The village is well built, it looks like it is quite rich, and the people are very cheerful, but these people feel like they are putting on a hard show, trying to attract passers-by to come into the village and have a look, because they are all taking care of themselves, they are doing their own thing, and no one appreciates or buys or sells. Except for the two of us, there was not a single bystander.

I immediately felt a chill down my spine.

The houses in the village are so neat and clean, at first glance, it looks like they are very well built, but if you look closely, how are these houses so familiar, and how do the renderings of the new rural construction I did feel so similar, all the houses and yards are neatly aligned, except for the arrangement of pretending to be staggered, maintaining the so-called original village texture, but there is no need to exaggerate that the tree in the yard of each house is the same, I have never made this mistake when I was in PS.

Although I don't know how many similar renderings of the new countryside have been drawn, if you are immersed in the renderings you have drawn, how can you feel so creepy and terrifying.

All of a sudden, I didn't even know what my job was about. Otherwise, people always talk about planning and planning, hanging on the wall; Planning, it's just nonsense, and I was able to verify it here.

After watching it for a while, the people of the village seemed to find that their performance did not attract us, and it was a little discouraged, and the performance did not seem so lively.

Slowly, those who stepped on stilts, juggled, and twisted Yangge stopped jumping, and even those who performed and did business stopped pretending, and everyone stopped, standing silently at the entrance of the village, looking straight in our direction, motionless.

Their gaze was so cold that it made me feel as if it was winter, and the hair on my whole body stood up.

The eldest brother snorted coldly: "Let's show my true face."

Before I could understand what he meant, I suddenly noticed a man in the village who I knew so well that I couldn't remember it for a while.

After a while, the villagers, who had been standing as straight as wooden stakes, began to become rickety, and some even fell to the ground, leaning against the courtyard wall. Gradually, the walls of the neat house courtyard began to peel off, and gradually became dilapidated, revealing its true appearance, ruins and broken tiles, a desolate place, and the real so-called texture was dilapidated.

As the villagers' bodies changed, their clothes began to peel off and leak; The villagers who had been full of energy just now looked languishing; Some of the people who sang and laughed groaned, and some roared, as if they were angry that their performance could not attract us, like a ghost crying wolf.

As people changed, I remembered who the familiar person was, he was not one of the three people who were pressed away by Bai Wuchang surnamed Fang just now, or the person who was pecked out of the eyes by the black chicken.

He was still covered in blood, and the hollows in his eyes were terrifying. Now he is missing an arm and a thigh, and the golden rooster stands on the ground as swaying independently, looking at us with resentment, but his eyes are not as fierce as the other villagers.

The eldest brother said to me: "This is called the Evil Ghost Village, that is, when you pass through the Evil Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain, some of the unjust souls who have been ripped off their hands and feet and hollowed out their internal organs will stay here, just waiting for a fool like you to pass, and then rip off your hands and feet, gouge out your eyes, take out your internal organs, and make up for their mutilated bodies before going to the underworld to report." And then the people who are torn up will continue to wait here, waiting for those who take the bait to make up for themselves and then go to the underworld."

As soon as I heard it, you are a white ghost, and you actually called me a fool, the first time I came to the underworld, who the fuck knew that there was a demon village here, and there were these miscellaneous people.

I asked, "Big brother, then you don't remind and remind, just let these demons plague the souls of the dead that you have so hard to hook."

Bai Wuchang smiled: "Of course, we only need to hook one to go back, you have to allow this group of crippled souls to have a chance to be reborn." If you are hooked into the ghost of this village, that is your karma, God made you deserve this, you can't escape your fate. You can only wait for the next unlucky guy to come, only then can you have a chance to be reborn, for the dead ghost, for the dead ghost understand"?

I know about ghosts, but it's far from what I know about the underworld. I asked Bai Wuchang: "Big brother, don't you say that there is a mirror in hell, and when you look at it, you can know the bad things that people have done in their lives, and then sentence them or something." Then if you take a few souls back, and the one you bring back is not the person you brought back, then okay, won't you be exposed as soon as you take it?"

After hearing this, the eldest brother laughed: "My stupid brother, I don't know if you have read a novel called Journey to the West, it was written by a very famous novelist of our time, more than a hundred years younger than me." I had the pleasure of reading it. Although there are many places in his book that are made up blindly, there are many places that are also very realistic, and those monsters with backgrounds have not been taken away by the masters behind them, and they have become famous and immortals. The gods are all like that, do you still think about how fair the calendar of the Yin Cao can be, it is all written for the oppressed ghosts, and when it is operated, it is the king of Hades who has the final say. So, there has always been a policy and a countermeasure, don't you think that the underworld is stronger than your yang, do you think that evil has evil retribution, sometimes I think it's just a, saying to you ordinary people who are lewd, this is much more ruthless than your yang."

As he spoke, Bai Wuchang took another puff of his cigarette.

I was stunned, and suddenly forgot the big truth that my eldest brother had just told me, and asked: "Big brother, you can always conjure things up when you have nothing to do, your feather duster, your cigarette, and your tea, you all took it out of there?"

Bai Wuchang looked at his pipe, smiled and said, "This is all taken from the personal storage warehouse of the underworld."

This puzzled me: "Personal storage compartment? Shouldn't that be a lot of space, put your personal things, you say take it out, take it out, is it possible that where do you go, you still have a big house on your back?"

"Oh my God, my stupid brother", Bai Wuchang was helpless, "Who said that the storage warehouse has to be carried every day, as long as it can be connected."

"What? How do you connect"?

Bai Wuchang smiled, raised his cuffs and shook it, that's it.

I looked at his sleeve curiously, reached in and touched it, it was empty, and there was no hair.

I withdrew my hand and glared at him angrily, "Big brother, what are you playing with me, nothing"?

I saw Bai Wuchang smirk, put his hand into his sleeve, and with a "whoosh" he pulled out his feather duster, which made me stunned, and quickly put his head into his big cuff and looked at it, but there was still nothing.

When the eldest brother saw that I was stupid, he inserted his weapon into his sleeve again, and then brought out another cup of hot tea, and then I screamed "ouch", and quickly let go of the hand holding the cup, and touched my earlobe.

He's a ghost, when did he put a cup of hot tea in my hand again. I was surprised and asked, "Big brother, did you do this?"

He smiled: "It's taken out of my sleeve, but I put the cup in your hand, if I don't have this ability, I'm really a ghost."

I said, "Big brother, lend me your robe to wear it, I have nothing to do and take out a gold ingot or something, how beautiful it is."

Hearing my words, Bai Wuchang raised his head and laughed: "You think beautifully, I said that this is a personal storage warehouse, and no one can take it out except me." Besides, if you want to take it out, I have to have it, I can only take out what I have, and I can't take out what I don't have. As a brother, I am a well-known poor ghost, and the money for wine is hard to save, and I also pay back the gold ingots, you can dream about it."

I was very embarrassed by what he said, and I felt like a money fan.

Then, Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "Let's go, brother Xian, we still have to hurry."

After that, he led the way in front, and I followed behind, leaving only the ghost crying wolf howl in the ghost village behind that was gradually confused and far away.