At the gate of Fulu Community, there was a lewd-looking young man, he was sitting on a small bench wearing sunglasses, holding a toothpick and shaking Erlang's legs, about twenty-two, named Zhang Xiaofan. Although he is a fake master, he has two small flags planted by his side, which read: Know astronomy and geography, and know fortune and misfortune.

The people who came and went were cautious and slowed down, for fear of offending this 'master', and said that the reason why he pretended to be a magic stick was also forced by the world.

In today's society, even if he came out of the law department of the famous blue and white college, it is extremely difficult to find a job, plus he has a proud personality and his image is not particularly good, and he has not moved much after graduating from home for three months, and his parents threw 100 yuan to him in a fit of anger and drove him out of the house.

But later, this person relied on a few psychological books and strong reasoning skills to measure the past, but there was no omission.

It's a pity that since he was kicked out of the house, the money he earns every day is only enough to eat and wear, and even when he sleeps, he can only look around for a street corner that can shelter from the wind and rain to sleep.

"Ahh I miss my mother's braised pork! I used to be fatty, but now I really want to stuff a mouth. Zhang Xiaofan stared blankly into the distance, as if the whole world had become braised pork.

"Master, master, I want to test marriage!" A scantily clad woman crouched in front of his stall and looked at him with a sad expression.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't bear to look at the beauty under her miniskirt, observed her clothes, makeup and demeanor up and down, and said calmly: "This beauty, you have recently committed a rotten peach blossom, and all the scumbags you have met?" ”

The woman's eyes lit up: "Master, you're right!" I was dumped three times a month, and those stinky men got on the boat one by one without buying tickets, and ran away when they got on! Master, why do you say I'm so miserable! ”

Zhang Xiaofan said: "I have a way for you to meet a good man, but this way costs 100 yuan."

The woman paid happily, blinking her two eyes, waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to speak, Zhang Xiaofan pushed his sunglasses and said, "I calculated that your education is high school, right?" ”

The woman nodded, very surprised in her heart, her hands folded, her eyes were full of stars, and she thought, can you even calculate this?

Zhang Xiaofan said: "You go forward 300 meters, there is an adult junior college, and the school will start in two days, you go to register, oh, by the way, you buy a few white dresses before you go to sign up, and I promise that you will get married today next year." ”

The woman happily accepted, and ran to buy a dress, Zhang Xiaofan's reputation is well known, in the Fulu community, who doesn't know Zhang Xiaofan Master Zhang?

Of course, it wasn't until a year later that the slightest concern in the woman's heart was eliminated, and she felt that Zhang Xiaofan was really a god and almost paid tribute to the immortal tablet.

After all, people who need to enter adult universities after coming out of society are either managers who are ready to be promoted, or bosses who make themselves look better.

Study? How boring!

These bosses are all ready to get a wife in an adult college by the way! Let her enter an adult college, that must be an excellent way to fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

After the scantily clad woman left, an old man suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan, his hands in his pockets, slowly squatted down, and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Young man, are you the immortal master's disciple?" It looks very raw! ”

This old man was dressed in plain linen clothes, with a ball head, a thin body, and his speech was neither yin nor yang, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a sharp-beaked monkey cheek.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't talk, this person's expression was murderous, he looked like a volunteer old man in the city management, and not speaking for the time being was the best solution.

"Didn't your family elder tell you that the Fulu community prohibits people from your Daomen?" The old man squinted and smiled gloomily.

Is it really a volunteer of the chengguan?

The old man's hand was about to be withdrawn from his pocket, and in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, it looked like he was about to call the chengguan!

Zhang Xiaofan rolled up two small flags, took a small bench and left, the old man was quick and slapped Zhang Xiaofan on the back.

One stumbled, almost fell, and by inertia, Zhang Xiaofan pulled his legs and ran wildly, leaving a wind-like back, and he didn't even feel the sunglasses falling off!

"It's an interesting little guy, there is no real qi in the body, it seems that I am too suspicious, I didn't expect that I was called a witch god for so long, and I can still see it, if I don't have to rush to the United States, I can save you, I hope I don't leave it alone, hahahaha!" The old man's eyes flashed, and he walked away happily.

"Nerves! Don't you just set up a stall and ask the city management to come and smash the stall? Zhang Xiaofan ran to the bottom of a nearby overpass, which was the home he had recently found, and it was so dirty that even the homeless people didn't want to live, so they cheapened Zhang Xiaofan.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaofan spread the small flag on the ground, intending to take a nap.

It's just that he didn't notice that a trace of blood was coming out of his mouth.

A true qi from the witch god was rampaging in his body, although Zhang Xiaofan was asleep, his body was tumbling and twisting, and the true qi seemed to have found a meridian that belonged to him, and he drilled into it one by one.

Three days.

Zhang Xiaofan fell asleep for three days! The True Qi in his body intended to destroy his meridians.

However, the meridians of normal people are seriously blocked, and Zhang Xiaofan's body is even more clogged than that of normal people, making the progress of his true qi slow, and even indirectly dredged the meridians for Zhang Xiaofan.

In the past three days, Zhang Xiaofan has been in and out of the ghost gate, and his heart sometimes stops and sometimes beats.

When the sun was about to set, Zhang Xiaofan finally woke up, he had a sharp pain when he got up, his whole body was stiff, and when he thought about it slightly, he knew that it was the sequelae of the damn old man who slapped him on the back.

Everyone says that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and after a person dies once, there is a certain chance that he will have the ability to see the soul, and Zhang Xiaofan just took this kind of good luck, and now not only the meridians are unblocked, but also has the yin and yang eyes that can see the soul.

He was now staring blankly ahead, and there was a little imp in a shirt and no pants writhing his buttocks, dancing proudly in front of him: "You can't see me, you can't see me"

"Hey! I can see you, can you get away, the little kid who is only seven or eight years old is so obscene, be careful that I ask your parents to spank you! Zhang Xiaofan didn't realize that it was a ghost, he waved his hand in disgust, and motioned for the little kid to hurry up.

"There is a living person who can see me!" The little kid's eyes widened, and his eyeballs were about to pop out, no, they were already popping out

Seeing the little child's eyes fall to the ground, Zhang Xiaofan screamed, rolled up the guy and was about to leave, but his body was still very weak, and before he got up, he sat on the ground again.

Zhang Xiaofan was bold, but his feet couldn't stop shaking, and he said, "Are you a human or a ghost!" ”

The little kid picked up his eyeballs and put them back in his sockets, grinned, and said with a smirk: "I'm a ghost!" ”

"Ah!! What the hell!! I can see ghosts!!!!!! ”

Zhang Xiaofan was so weak that as soon as he woke up, he encountered such a strange thing, and suddenly fainted to the ground.

The little kid pursed his lips, patted his ass at Zhang Xiaofan, and walked away slowly.

When he woke up again, night had fallen.

"Strange, what about the imp? Absence? It's not the best, but it scares my brother to death! ”

Zhang Xiaofan glanced around, but still didn't see the little kid. It's just that there is a roast chicken in front of him.

It happened that he was also hungry, so he ripped off a roast chicken leg and ate it in a big gulp.

"Young man, slow down, spit it out!" A middle-aged man in black shouted anxiously not far away.

Hmph, I still wear sunglasses at night, and I know that I am not a good person at first glance!

I've eaten it all, and I still want to rob my roast chicken, no way! Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan ate even more desperately.

The middle-aged man in black took off his sunglasses, revealing his two empty eye sockets, he held his forehead and said to himself: "It's over, I still want to come out for a vacation, but I didn't want to meet a stunned person, it's really troublesome." ”

When Zhang Xiaofan had just finished eating, the middle-aged man in black put on his sunglasses before slowly walking in front of him: "Young man, is it delicious?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan smiled: "It's your business!" ”

"Do you know that this roast chicken is for the dead, not the living?" The middle-aged man in black pointed to the chicken bone shelf that had been left.

"Keep blowing, I'll listen." Zhang Xiaofan patted his ass and stood up when he was full, ready to take a walk.

The middle-aged man in black smiled awkwardly and asked Zhang Xiaofan to look at the pile of chicken bones again.

At this time, the chicken bone rack emitted a faint fluorescence, and then slowly extinguished, and when you look closely, the chicken bone rack has turned into a pile of yellow mud.

"Hex! What kind of demon are you!! ”

The middle-aged man in black ignored Zhang Xiaofan's shouting and said to himself:

"The soul cannot eat the food of the world, but if it does not replenish its energy, the soul will be weak. The human mind is the best food for the soul, and when someone worships a deceased loved one with longing or other feelings, this thought will attach to the food and produce an object that the soul body can eat.

Usually such objects are a combination of dust and thoughts. If a person eats it, it is like eating dirt. ”

The middle-aged man in black pointed to Zhang Xiaofan's stomach: "If you don't spit it out, the intestinal mucosa is damaged and the internal organs are bleeding, then you will really die." ”

"Oil! Oil! Oil! Zhang Xiaofan, who saw the facts, was frightened, at this time, he must use food oil to lubricate, and then induce vomiting.

"Chek trouble! Pancakes and fruits!" Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's speechless expression, the middle-aged man in black scratched his head embarrassedly: "I can't help it, I can't help it"

Zhang Xiaofan wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't expect to really eat soil this time, drinking the food oil sent by the middle-aged man in black, Zhang Xiaofan thought while holding his throat: If I let me know which ghost put the roast chicken in front of me, I will make him never be able to live forever!

"Ahh!!hh Which one of them ate my roast chicken with a thousand cuts!! A little bare-ass kid gritted his teeth and roared as if the sky was about to fall.

"Xiaoliang, I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's a pity that your best roast chicken has entered the stomach of mortals." The middle-aged man in black shook his head with a mustache, pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and said.

The little kid pretended to be serious and bowed to the middle-aged man in black: "See Lord Black Impermanence!" I was still thinking about preparing roast chicken today and drinking a pot of wine with Lord Hei Impermanence, but I didn't expect to be messed up by this guy! ”

"Hey! What do you mean to be messed up by me, you put the roast chicken here, I haven't spit it out yet, I haven't even asked you for compensation, you bare-assed shameless little devil! Oh yes! You scared the hell out of me before! As soon as Zhang Xiaofan saw the little ghost, he didn't know whether he was so angry that he stomped his feet or trembled in fright, but he knew that the frequency of his feet was too high, and he couldn't see the trajectory clearly.

Hei Wuchang was calculating something, suddenly smiled, and stopped: "Okay, okay, let me be the master!" ”