The sky is exposed to the white of the fish belly, and gradually it becomes more and more clear, from the white of the fish belly to orange, and the form of the morning glow is also endless, some are like an eagle with wings ready to fly, and some are like a galloping horse...... There are thousands of shapes and changes.

He Xianquan was woken up by the chatter of a group of people, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was surrounded by a group of uncles and aunts, with a look of concern on his face, which made his heart warm.

"Are you alright, young man?" A gray-haired aunt with a kind face asked.

He Xianquan moved his body, and immediately felt a sharp pain in his left ankle, and there was also a faint pain at the root of his life.

The pain reminded him of the previous night, the uplifting anger that made him forget his fears and fight the ghost. Thinking of the horror of the ghost head, his heart trembled, if he was asked to face the ghost head again, I am afraid it would be difficult to muster up the courage to fight it.

He Xianquan endured the pain, squeezed out a smile that he thought he was still satisfied, and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" He didn't dare to tell his experience, don't say that these uncles and aunts won't believe it, even if it's him, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it for a while.

The uncles and aunts saw He Xianquan wake up and turn around, looking unscathed, and they cared for a few more words, and then left.

After the people left, he was the only one still on the grass, and when he looked around, the turf was very clean, and the basket of apples did not know where to go.

He Xianquan checked the injuries on his body, his left ankle was sprained severely, the root of his life was also bitten and swollen, and there were many bruises on his body, which should have been injured when he fell down the stairs. I just wanted to stand up, but I found that I was a little tired, and my stomach was so hungry that I gurgled and screamed.

From noon yesterday to now, he has not eaten a grain of rice, not because he doesn't want to eat, but because he is reluctant, when he sells apples, how eager he is to eat one, but he is reluctant to make money.

He Xianquan clearly remembered that there was still a hundred yuan on his body, which was the money given by the woman to buy apples, and he touched his pocket, and the feeling of the hard paper of the banknote made him very steady.

You can go for a bite to eat and then try your luck at the fruit market to see if you can meet the kind driver, get some cheap fruit, and then sell it in another place.

In his impression, as long as he leaves this community, he will no longer be bothered by the ghost domain at night, because the ghost domain is also geographically restricted, just like a ghost house, as long as he stays away, he will be safe.

He limped out of the neighborhood while observing the situation throughout the neighborhood.

The tallest building in the community is only 12 floors, the distance between the buildings is very large, and the middle is almost all green lawn.

Walking to a garbage depository, he saw the familiar wicker basket, and hurried closer, only to find that the apple was still there, but it had become completely rotten!

These apples arrived early yesterday morning, and it has only been a little more than a day now, and the temperature here is not very high, so it is impossible for them to rot overnight.

A word came to He Xianquan's mind: ghosts eat food!

Legend has it that things that have been eaten by demons quickly become corrupt, and even though they have not been seen eating them, this is what they turned out to be.

He reached out and pinched an apple, which had turned completely black and gave off a sour, fermented taste, and with a slight effort, the whole apple shattered into water.

"Unlucky!" He Xianquan sighed lightly, emptied the apples into the garbage can, cleaned the basket, and walked out of the community.

There is a temporary building not far from the community, which is all engaged in snack business.

He chose a smaller noodle shop because a small store means cheap, which is also the experience he gained when he was in high school. Under the unfriendly gaze of the crowd, he limped in, ordered a bowl of noodles with the boss, and sat down in a shabby chair and waited.

The boss was a woman, who looked to be no more than thirty years old, and her apron had many patches, and the original small blue flowers on it had been washed white. She was very enthusiastic and did not get bored at all because of He Xianquan's embarrassment.

Looking around, although the store is small, it is very clean. At the next table, there was a pair of people who looked like migrant workers eating noodles, the two of them ate very deliciously, sweat the size of beans flowed down their cheeks, the woman raised her head from time to time and looked at the man sweetly, and the man kept wiping his sweat.

Five minutes later, the boss walked out with a bowl of steaming noodles and brought it to He Xianquan.

"Eat it while it's hot, there's spice on the table, you can mix it yourself with whatever flavor you need." The woman still looked enthusiastic, and then turned around since the kitchen.

It can be seen that there is only one woman in this shop, who is both the chef and the owner. When He Xianquan saw her back, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The noodles are very hot, and the smell is not bad, and those who have been hungry know that the taste of having nothing in their stomachs is really bad, He Xianquan quickly resolved the battle with gobbling up, and saw that the migrant worker couple was amazed.

The owner's craftsmanship is really good, even if there is no seasoning, it is still delicious.

Looking at the time of the watch on the wall, it was only half past six in the morning, and if I went to the fruit market now, I might even meet the kind driver brother.

"Sister, check out." He Xianquan shouted at the kitchen, and at the same time looked at the price list on the wall, Shandong Da Lu Mian five yuan.

The woman answered, and quickly came out of the kitchen.

He Xianquan took out the money from his pocket and handed it over generously.

The woman's face, which was still smiling, suddenly became very ugly, and her hands kept wiping on the apron, but instead of reaching out to take it, she took a step back.

"Eldest sister, ...... you" He Xianquan followed her surprised eyes and looked at the money in his hand.

When he saw the money in his hand, he was also stunned, it was not a hundred yuan yuan, but a hundred yuan of underworld coins with the head of King Yama painted on it!

People use RMB, and ghosts use naturally dark coins, He Xianquan hates himself, and he neglected the most critical point, and found all the money on his body to the female ghost!

"His grandmother is a bear female ghost, who are you cheating, but you have cheated me, a poor student!" He Xianquan scolded secretly in his heart.

He put the money in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, the stygian coin was still the stygian coin, and it had not become RMB, this kind of stygian coin should be very cheap in the sacrificial supply store, and one yuan could buy a lot.

He Xianquan felt that his face was a little stiff, and kept shouting in his heart: My God, what can I do about this?

The sweat from his face slowly seeped out, and his head went blank again. It's not just a matter of turning your hard-earned money into cryptocurrency, but more importantly, how to pay for the bowl of noodles you've already eaten!

The woman's face soon changed from pale to rosy, and the disappearing smile resurfaced, and she said softly: "Little brother, this bowl of noodles is my treat, if there is no place to eat in the future, I will come to my sister's place." ”

After hearing this, He Xianquan was even more ashamed. It would have been better if the boss had scolded him, at least he would have felt less self-blame, but the boss chose to smile.

"Right...... I'm sorry eldest sister, I didn't mean to, I was originally rich......" He Xianquan wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to talk about it.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't forget it." As she spoke, the woman took away the bowl on the table, which had not even left a drop of soup.

The two migrant workers sitting next to him did not make a sound of ridicule, and they forgot to wipe the sweat on their foreheads, but they just looked at the dark coin in He Xianquan's hand and were stunned, maybe the two of them were wondering about the behavior of replacing the yuan with the dark coin.

He Xianquan smiled awkwardly, and then fled the noodle shop like a rat crossing the street.

As soon as I walked out of the store, I heard a woman shouting. He looked back and saw the woman chasing after the shop.

"It's not good, is it possible to say that she wants to settle accounts with me?" He Xianquan saw the anxious look on the woman's face, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The woman walked up to He Xianquan, grabbed his hand, put some change in her hand, and said: "I know you must have encountered some difficulties, this money is not much, but it is still enough for you to eat a few meals, if you are hungry outside, come to my sister's place, and ensure that you are well fed." The woman smiled and turned into the noodle shop.

He Xianquan could feel that her smile was full of sincerity, not hypocrisy. Hearing the woman's words, his nose was sore, and his tears almost didn't flow.

Since he came out of the village, he has suffered a lot along the way, but he has rarely been really cared for, and he can't think of such a noodle restaurant owner who has nothing to do with him, but he doesn't ask for help in return, how can he not be moved!

He Xianquan counted the change in his hand, about thirty yuan. He secretly swore in his heart that he must make money and pay it back. Otherwise, you will live in the shadows for the rest of your life. But he also understands that the money can be repaid, but the favor can never be repaid.

Glancing at the name of the noodle restaurant, "Hui Ya Noodle Restaurant", he bowed, turned around and limped towards the wholesale fruit market.

He Xianquan didn't know that there was a bus to the market, but a few stops away, he could save a yuan for the bus. He wants to use every penny in his hand to make money so that he can survive.

Due to his injuries, he walked very slowly, and by the time he arrived at the wholesale fruit market, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning. He Xianquan knew that those truck drivers came early and left early, and he had no hope of meeting the kind-hearted driver's eldest brother at all.

This is the way things are in the world, and the less hopeful you are, the more successful you are.

He saw the huge red truck parked in front of the market, and the kind driver, Big Brother, was smoking a cigarette on the side. The carriage was empty, except for a few scattered apples on the other side in one corner of the carriage.

He Xianquan hurriedly limped forward and greeted the driver's eldest brother.

The driver also turned his head, and after seeing He Xianquan, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, frowned, and said: "There are still some apples left in the car, if you want them, take them all, the old rule, thirty yuan." ”

He Xianquan was overjoyed, hurriedly took out the money, counted thirty yuan and handed it to him. Then he laboriously climbed into the car and put the pile of apples in the basket.

After cleaning the carriage for him, he got off the train. After seeing the driver's appreciative smile, He Xianquan smiled heartily, got out of the car and was about to leave, but was stopped by him.

"Little brother, I saw that your face was full of black gas, with black clouds on your head, and your footsteps floating, could it be that something strange happened last night?" The driver's eldest brother asked.

Although He Xianquan couldn't understand what he said, he knew that what he said was the truth, and he was shocked, so he slowly walked up to him and whispered with a bitter face: "Big brother, my experience is very strange, I'm afraid you won't believe it." ”

Unexpectedly, the driver's eldest brother laughed and said, "You say come and listen, maybe I believe it!" After saying that, he put on a serious appearance, which made He Xianquan stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, He Xianquan still told his experience, although he was only a high school student, his storytelling ability was very good, if he sharpened it, he might be able to become an existence like Shan Tianfang.

To He Xianquan's surprise, the driver's eldest brother was very serious in the process of listening, and there was no expression of contempt on his face, let alone interrupting the narration. You know, if he hadn't experienced these things himself, I'm afraid even he wouldn't believe it, let alone a person who didn't know it at all.

After listening to He Xianquan's narration, the driver's eldest brother looked a lot more serious, and said seriously: "You have opened the ghost domain, and I don't know what happened to you, you can open the ghost domain alone!" ”

He Xianquan was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Big brother, what is opening the ghost domain?" ”

The driver's eldest brother shook his head, sighed and said, "According to modern scientific explanations, the ghost domain should be another space independent of the universe where the earth is located, as for what is going on, I can't tell." Someone accidentally gets a very special ability or item, which becomes the key to open the ghost domain, and at the right opportunity and place, you can open the ghost domain, but it also needs the help of many people with strong Taoism, and it is difficult for one person to open it. ”

He Xianquan's mind was spinning rapidly, and he kept thinking in his heart: I don't have any special abilities, and I don't have any items on my body, what made me the key to open the ghost domain?

"Only those who open the ghost domain can enter the ghost domain, others can't enter, if you insist on breaking in, you will be counterattacked by the space, which is definitely not something that people can afford." The driver's eldest brother said again.

He Xianquan nodded, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly took out the hundred yuan yuan in his pocket and handed it to the driver's eldest brother.

The driver's eldest brother took the underworld coin and looked at it, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his face changed, and he said: "This is not directly taken from the sacrificial supplies store in the yang world, but after it was burned, it went to the underworld and circulated through the hands of ghosts!" ”

He Xianquan nodded, but he didn't know how he could tell the difference.

"I'm not going to listen to that ghost, I'm going to run away!" He Xianquan's words seemed to be for himself, and it was also like asking for the opinion of the driver's eldest brother.

The driver's eldest brother looked stunned, sighed, and said: "I don't know if I can escape, but I know that anyone who can open the ghost domain will be haunted by evil ghosts, and if you blindly escape, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the fate of death in the end." ”

He Xianquan had never heard of such a thing, and after hearing this, he was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Big brother, what should I do?" ”

The driver's eldest brother shook his head and said, "No matter what, you have to survive tonight, tomorrow I will bring a knowledgeable master from our village, and we will wait for you here until nine o'clock in the morning." If he can't help you, I'm afraid you'll have to pray for your own blessings. Then he took off a red rope from his neck, and a folded paper talisman was attached to it.

"This talisman was given to me by Master Shen in the village, and I had encountered some ...... when I was driving at night. Strange thing ......, I went to him to ask for a paper talisman, and I haven't encountered it since, this talisman is very spiritual, you have to carry it closely. But you are the one who can open the ghost realm, and there are not one or two lonely ghosts around you, maybe this talisman can only help you avoid the persecution of some little ghosts, if you meet a very resentful evil ghost...... Alas! "The driver's brother handed me the talisman and stopped talking.

He Xianquan looked at him gratefully, and immediately hung the red rope around his neck after taking the talisman.

"Thank you, big brother. I don't know your name yet. He Xianquan asked.

The driver's eldest brother smiled and said, "My name is Qin Wuyang." ”

"Qin Wuyang of Jing Ke's assassination of Qin?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it a little. That Qin Wuyang is not a real brave, he showed fear when he met Qin Shi Huang, and as for the end, I am afraid that he will inevitably be dismembered by a chaotic blade.

Qin Wuyang smiled and said, "It's that Qin Wuyang!" With that, he turned around and got into the car, starting the car and driving slowly.

At this time, He Xianquan saw that the horizontal flesh on his face was not so terrible, but felt that he was more like a relative.

Touching the paper talisman around his neck with his hand, he sighed in his heart: It's better to escape according to the original plan, what if it succeeds?