Among the men and women, the elder sister is called Yang Lingyi, and the younger brother is called Yang Chenbang, their identities are not simple, they are a group of male and female thieves, and they inherited a name called Yin and Yang Twin Thieves from their fathers.

This yin and yang double thief does not refer to two thieves, a man and a woman, but refers to the descendants of this lineage, whether it is in the underworld or the yang world, can steal, and it is very arrogant.

Because after the establishment of the new country, the criminal law is set up very completely, and the jing force is also very perfect, so, since they inherited the reputation of the yin and yang thieves, they have to put aside the theft of the yang world for the time being, and have not dared to try to steal easily, for fear of being wanted and imprisoned, and today the reason why I suddenly wanted to steal the pen is naturally because I took a fancy to the brush in the pen shop, and recognized that there are a lot of brushes in the store that are some years old, and they are some more precious antiques. After the deal failed, I made up my mind to make a deal.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance, boy. You dare not sell the things that the old lady fancies, it's really a toast and don't eat and drink, tonight it's up to me to see how I stole all the things in your store for you," walking on the street, Yang Lingyi's heart was still secretly angry, angry that the annoying boss dared to treat her like that, and even disdained to say a price and kicked people out, how can it be unreasonable, who do you look down on?

"Sister, let's go to the hotel, do you want to buy anything?" At this time, Yang Chenbang, who had been silently following Yang Lingyi, raised his hand to a hotel in front of him, and turned his head to ask his sister.

"No," Yang Lingyi shook his head, walked in the direction of the hotel with his younger brother, and whispered: "Let's rest and rest first, and then set off at half past nine, and strive to empty the things before three o'clock, and then leave Yanjing City overnight and find a place to deal with things in other cities." ”

"Oh," Yang Chenbang obediently followed his sister into the door of the hotel.

The two of them rested in the hotel and didn't mention it for the time being, and then looked at the backyard of Bixuan, and saw that everyone had already had lunch at this time, and they were gathered around a large pile of white-flour steamed buns like a hill.

"I don't know if these steamed buns are enough," Zhou Qi showed a worried expression on his face, frowned at the large pile of white-flour steamed buns in front of him, and muttered softly.

Wang Shuo, who was on the other side, reached out and picked up a steamed bun with a surprised face, gently bumped Zhou Jin on the side with his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zhou, why did you suddenly call so many steamed buns outside?" What is this used for? ”

"Of course, it's going to be used to deal with tonight's ghost door is wide open," without waiting for Zhou Jin to speak, he listened to the cat Xiaomeng on the side replied casually.

"The opening of the ghost door should have nothing to do with us, aren't those ghost gods here, if there is a bad intention, they will definitely be locked up by the ghost messengers at the first time, and then sent to hell to suffer punishment," Wang Shuo muttered in confusion.

Hearing Wang Shuo's muttering, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, and listened to Zhou Qi admonished very seriously: "Wang Shuo, don't say this again, let alone act like this, you know." Since we cultivators have decided on the path of cultivating merit, we should naturally not put everything outside of our bodies, whether it is a great merit or a small merit, as long as it is a good deed, we must do it, as long as we can help others, we must not stay out of things because it has nothing to do with ourselves, if it is so long, it will inevitably give rise to trouble, and if you are infected by evil qi and fall into the demonic path, your life's cultivation will be ruined. ”

"The disciple has been taught," Hearing Zhou Qi's teaching, Wang Shuo hurriedly clasped his hands into fists and bowed, and explained: "The disciple just chattered casually, and he didn't intend to complain, and he wouldn't get out of being alone, but he just didn't understand why we did this." ”

Zhou Qi saw that Wang Shuo's face was full of calmness, thinking that he might really just nagging because he didn't understand, not the kind of person with impure thoughts, thinking of this, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "There are three ghost festivals in a year, which are Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival and Winter Clothes Festival, Qingming Festival is a festival for people to worship their ancestors, and the Winter Clothes Festival is a festival for ghosts in the underworld to come up to ask for clothes because the weather is getting cold, and the Midyear Festival is a festival for the ghosts in the underworld to enjoy freely, They can swim in the world as they like, and even peek into the lives of ordinary people, but they can't have contact with ordinary people. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Qi paused for a moment before he stretched out his hand and pointed to the white-flour steamed buns in front of him and said: "These steamed buns are food prepared for hungry ghosts, in the underworld, hungry ghosts are a kind of ghosts born with punishment, they can't eat anything in the underworld, and they can't even eat some plants in the underworld that other ghosts can eat. When the door of the ghost is wide open after eight o'clock in the evening, we will entertain the hungry ghosts who have suffered a lot here, and let them have a good meal, so that they will not be driven by hunger to disturb other ordinary people, in case it will be bad if they provoke sin. ”

Only then did Wang Shuo understand the purpose of these white-flour steamed buns, and thought that the masters were really kind-hearted, and they had to prepare a full meal for those starving ghosts on the Midyear Festival every year. Thinking of this, Wang Shuo suddenly recalled the whispering of Zhou Qi he heard before, and hurriedly pointed to the pile of steamed buns and asked, "By the way, there are so many hungry ghosts, we shouldn't have enough steamed buns, do you want to call some more?" ”

"No need," he didn't think about it, but Zhou Qi shook his head and said: "We have done good deeds and gained merit, we can't monopolize the trade, and we have to let others get some benefits, otherwise if we provoke the anger of the public, it will be difficult to get along with others in the future." ”

"Uh," was stunned for a moment, Wang Shuo never thought that the master who was still there just now who was politely criticizing himself would tell him about the benefits in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but be a little unable to turn around.

"Hahaha," Seeing Wang Shuo stunned there, all the old people couldn't help but chuckle.

Zheng Lili glared at Zhou Qi angrily, stepped to the three juniors, stretched out her hand and patted Wang Shuo's shoulder and said, "Don't pay attention to that unserious old thing, just follow your own heart." Do what you want, and ignore it if you don't want to. ”

Wang Shuo came back to his senses, and when he heard Zheng Lili's words, he subconsciously reached out and scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, saying yes or no, no, it was really embarrassing.

Everyone laughed for a while, and finally Zhou Qi was the first to put away his laughter, and said to the three juniors opposite with a smile on his face: "Boy, the monks of our generation are cultivating the Great Dao, what is the Great Dao?" It is the way of good. I told you before, helping people also points who and what, good people and good things will be helped, bad people and bad things will naturally be blocked, if you can't stop it, it's best to get out of the matter as soon as possible, and you can't get involved. Don't feel that the benefits I just said are a little wrong or have a bad impact, there is nothing that can't be said, we just do good things for the sake of merit, what's wrong? Isn't it good to do good deeds because of merit? In other words, if you do a good deed and you are deducted merit, let me ask, is there really anyone who does good deeds regardless of the great consequences and sins that have been belittled? ”

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Wang Shuo stood there silent, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

(PS: This is the first chapter, try to update another chapter in three hours...... In other words, this chapter was not intended to be written like this, at least the last 1,000 words were not intended to be written like this, but it was suddenly written again, so be it...... In fact, I want to give you a foreshadowing, or a side explanation, not to say that the Taoist priests in this book are all saints, just like Zhou Qi's last sentence, no matter what the Taoist priests have done, the ultimate goal is to get merit, and without merit, Taoist priests really have no idea and obligation to make a move...... May I ask you, is there really anyone who wants to do good deeds no matter what kind of torture they will suffer? Is there really anyone who would rather be killed by lightning than save others? Is there really anyone who would rather die than let others live? Even if the person is just a stranger? …… The text is definitely more than 2,300 words, and the above ...... ）