After the little Buddha drove away, I put the note that the master left me with his phone number in my pocket, turned around and helped Hai Dongqing upstairs, and the fat uncle also followed, with the same ugly face as mine.

"Well deserved, that person is very capable of fighting." Hai Dongqing's tone was very calm: "His routines do not belong to the type of traditional martial arts, but are a bit like the moves of street gangsters, basically fighting wherever people are killed, which is quite powerful." ”

I glared at him and handed him the mineral water: "Don't be foolish, look at yourself, it's making people vomit blood!" ”

Hai Dongqing twisted the cap of the bottle and poured it into his mouth, shaking his head: "He kicked his stomach, and he can cultivate for a while, but his eyebrow bone was kicked and cracked by me, and it is estimated that he will have to cultivate for a period of time like me." ”

I took out a cigarette and put it in my mouth, intending to light it and smoke a few puffs to suppress the shock, but when I thought that there was a wounded person sitting next to me, smoking seemed a little uncomfortable, and I always felt that smoking in the hospital was immoral.

"What the hell is your family for?" I put the cigarette back in the cigarette case, lowered my head and flicked the lid of the cigarette case with my fingers, and said with a wry smile: "I always feel that you have a very awesome birdman background, although I am curious, but if you don't want to say it, forget it." ”

Hai Dongqing was silent for a while, and then handed me the mineral water in his hand: "I am me, the Hai family is the Hai family, there is no need to say it." ”

"Pretend to be your uncle's mystery." I sighed.

When I took the water bottle, I realized that my hands were still trembling, obviously not relieving myself from the previous scene of the little Buddha's murder.

For as long as I can remember, I've seen ghosts, animals, and corpses in the past ten years, and I've been scared more times, but I'm still scared.

In fact, I don't know what Lu Dao is for, maybe I can't accept it when I see people killing people, or I may be shocked when I see the ruthlessness of the little Buddha.

"Hungry Society (I said), do hungry people really have to wade through this troubled water?" The fat uncle was smoking a cigarette with a tangled face, and suddenly, at the moment when he said this, we reacted violently to something.

I grass.

When did we say yes?! Didn't you even say yes to a similar answer?! Why do we think that even we ourselves have agreed now?!

"I'm grass." I repeated it again, and asked the fat uncle with a puzzled face: "Is this a language skill?" When did the grandson confuse us? ”

The fat uncle spread his hands: "Who does he know?" ”

"Actually, it's not a bad thing." I thought about it carefully: "Our original purpose was to go to the tomb to get something, and to promise them this matter, there is really nothing to lose, and it can be regarded as solving a troublesome matter, as for his request, then we will consider it later." ”

Hai Dongqing yawned, rubbed his eyes and asked me, "When you just got out of the car, you held your mobile phone to call the police, right?" ”

I nodded.

"It's useless, forget it." Hai Dongqing reminded me.

"The underworld is not so arrogant, the little Buddha really doesn't take human life seriously" I threw the cigarette case to the fat uncle, turned around and went out: "I'll go get something to eat, you guys rest first." ”

"Luo Dahai is reincarnated (going)?" Uncle Fat asked.

I didn't look back, and replied: "He has already gone to the underworld to be reincarnated, and Luo Dahai is not a "long-aged" evil ghost like Wang Xue, he has only been dead for a while, and the enemy will naturally be resentful when he dies." ”

In a sense, a ghost is also a kind of "creature" that bullies the weak and fears the hard.

People with uncertain temperament, timidity, and yang qi deficiency are the most likely to be haunted by ghosts.

To put it bluntly, it just pinches you like a soft persimmon, and if you are bold and angry, the general ghost will really have to take a detour when he sees you.

Of course, except for evil ghosts and some tricky injustices, those terrible ancestors don't care if you are bold or not, they basically have to clean you up when they hit you, they belong to the big brother-level "characters", and they will do whoever is unhappy.

However, these are only for ordinary people, in fact, apart from those who practice metaphysics, there are two kinds of people who will not be disturbed by injustice.

A murderous person will not be haunted by injustice, and a person who is evil will also make the wronged person shy away from him.

The reason why the copper coin sword can ward off evil spirits is simple.

Copper coins belong to yang, swords belong to evil, these two kinds of qi are the most feared things of injustice, if you put a copper coin sword in the living room at home, ordinary injustices really dare not enter your house casually.

Murderous aura is different, in the old man's statement, murderous aura refers to the qi carried by the murderer who has killed people, and this qi will change with the change of people's heart.

If the murderer kills someone and doesn't take it seriously, and he doesn't have the slightest fear afterwards, and even thinks that killing someone is as easy and casual as eating, then this murderous aura will become heavier and heavier, not to mention ordinary injustice, even a demon like Wang Xue who has cultivated a real body may not dare to play with him.

This is the reason why many murderers in Greater China are caught by the police rather than being asked for their lives.

And the soul of the murdered person does not necessarily become a ghost, if the victim is too frightened before death, the soul after death will be in a state of "coward", asking it to find the murderer for revenge, just like asking an ordinary gangster to slap the police uncle, does it dare?

According to the previous situation, the grandson of the little Buddha is estimated to have a lot of lives in his hands, even if the theory of knowing the gods and ghosts of the Dao is true, isn't he the same as not taking other people's lives seriously?

With his courage and heart, no ghost really dares to go to him for revenge.

"I'm not afraid of anyone alive, I'm still afraid of him dying?" When the little Buddha chatted with me a long time later, he said: "It doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost, as long as he dares to find excitement with me, I will make him forget the excitement for the rest of his life, yes, he will not forget it in the next life." ”

God is fair sometimes, really fair.

Warlocks will be punished by heaven if they harm people, but most of them can be reincarnated as soon as they arrive in the underworld.

As for whether you are reincarnated as a human or a beast, it depends on you, what you do when you are alive is personnel, and the chance of being a human being in the next life is great, if you don't do personnel when you are alive, you will wait to be a beast in the next life.

The murderer of the little Buddha is different from our warlocks, he will not be punished by heaven, but it is impossible to say how long he will be punished when he goes to the underworld, and when it comes to reincarnation, there is a 99% chance that he will be a beast.

"Retribution is not happy, is it really unpleasant." I muttered and cursed, and when I went downstairs, I saw that Li Daxue was sitting and smoking in the living room, and the kitchen was ringing non-stop, probably someone was having lunch.

"Dude, I'm just about to go up and call you, the meal will be ready soon!" Li Daxue saw that I was coming down, and hurriedly stood up to greet me, and shouted in her mouth: "Little sister! Come and meet the lifesaver! ”

As Li Daxue's words fell, the kitchen suddenly stopped, and a young girl in a T-shirt ran out of the kitchen, although her face was a little pale, she was obviously in good spirits.

"Last night, my little sister yelled to eat after she got better, and when she ate a good meal, her complexion recovered a lot!" Li Daxue Ha Da Lu introduced with a smile: "Called"

Li Daxue is also a wooden head, I guess he is used to shouting by his usual buddies, and when he thinks about it, he really can't remember my name.

"Just call me Brother Yi." I laughed.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's called Brother Yi! Li Daxue said embarrassedly and pointed to the young girl: "Li Xiaomeng, my sister." ”

"Brother Yi is good" Li Xiaomeng, this girl should be an introvert, she bowed to me with a red face, and her voice was similar to that of a mosquito: "Xie Lu Xie Brother Yi"

I hurriedly waved my hand: "There is nothing to do, there is nothing to do, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." ”

Li Xiaomeng looked at me with a red face, and before I could speak, I saw her exclaim violently and ran back to the kitchen: "The dishes are going to be paste!" ”

Seeing this scene, I hurriedly stopped her, and scratched my head a little embarrassed: "What, sister, my friend's stomach is not very good, can you help make two bowls of porridge?" ”

"It's okay, I'll get some more dishes to talk about, right?" Li Xiaomeng smiled.

"By the way, little sister, where was the place where you washed your hands last time you went to Baisha for a barbecue?" I asked curiously, although the abnormal Qi Xi array was rushed in turns, if she stayed in the white sand for more than ten seconds, she would definitely not be rushed by only one wrong, why was she only rushed by one Hui Hui?

"I washed my hands on the side, and as soon as I finished washing, I suddenly felt cold, and I shivered and came out." Li Xiaomeng's face was a little pale, perhaps because he remembered what happened after he was rushed, and there was a fear in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Hurry up and cook, we're all starving." I smiled and changed the topic, and said that this girl is lucky, and she feels cold and leaves, and she really can't stop her luck.

When I said this, she smiled too, turned her head and went into the kitchen, and continued to get busy.

Half an hour later, our group went to the living room to gather, and in addition to Li Daxue's two brothers and sisters, there was unexpectedly a gray-haired old man at the dinner table.

When I went downstairs, I was still wondering, where did this old man come from, could it be Li Daxue's family?

"This is Grandpa Chen, the oldest person in our Zhujiagou, and he also participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan!" Li Daxue pulled me aside and explained: "There is no one in Grandpa Chen's family, usually me and my little sister take care of him, don't be surprised." ”

"What the hell." I smiled and shook my head, and asked casually, "Why didn't you see this old man when we came?" ”

Li Daxue smiled bitterly: "Grandpa Chen went to Beijing a few days ago, saying that he was going to see his comrades-in-arms. ”

"Come on, let's eat, we're all hungry." I patted Li Daxue.

At the dinner table, after everyone was seated, Grandpa Chen unexpectedly picked up the wine glass and raised it to me, and his speech was a little slurred: "Little sir, thank you for saving Xiao Meng'er's life." ”

I looked at Old Man Chen in surprise, and didn't move for a while.

Isn't this kind of old revolution unbelieving?! I'm ready to be criticized, why is this old man reacting like this?!

I came back to my senses after being kicked under the table by the fat uncle, and hurriedly raised the cup containing beer: "Grandpa, you're welcome, you should." ”

"Daxue, this little beast is not a thing, such a big thing still dares to hide from Lao Tzu, if it weren't for the spread of this matter in the ditch, I'm afraid Lao Tzu would still be in the dark!" Grandpa Chen coughed and said, there was a lot of arguity between his words, glared at Li Daxue and raised his wine glass again: "Let's go again." ”

"Let's go, I'll toast you like," I said with a smile.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, maybe because of the alcohol, the old man's words began to increase, first he pulled us to listen to him for more than an hour about the anti-Japanese story, and then he was pulled by him, and listened to him criticize Li Daxue for more than ten minutes.

"That doggrass's Yang beast was originally a god stick, I told you a long time ago, but you still don't believe it!" Grandpa Chen scolded and said, coughed a few times, and glared at Li Daxue angrily: "It's not that Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this kind of thing, it's just that the god stick knows that the Tao is a lie at a glance, and a group of you people say in front of me that he is a living immortal, can you blame me for losing my temper?" Are you still hiding things from me? ”

Li Daxue's smile was extremely helpless: "Didn't I think you didn't believe in this kind of thing?" ”

", it's not that I don't believe in this thing, it's that I don't believe in the magic stick." Grandpa Chen slapped the table heavily, glanced at us with a wine burp, and scolded inarticulately: "You group of torturers know what to say, the father of Lao Tzu, who is really capable, saw it back then, and it was in the barren mountains north of our Zhujiagou!" ”

Hearing this, my eyes and the fat uncle's eyes lit up in an instant, Hai Dongqing's face changed, and he glanced at each other with us, and then listened quietly.