Mu Qingyang came very suddenly, so the Zhang family was a little surprised. It is also familiar to say, the two shops are neighbors upstairs and downstairs, and they can't move around often, the old lady of the Zhang family and her kid have seen this mysterious young man, but it is unexpected that he can come to visit the old man in time.

"Auntie, is my Uncle Zhang's illness getting better?" Mu Qingyang and his companions put the gifts on the table and asked with concern.

"Alas! It's not like that. I went to the hospital and took medicine and didn't get better, and I always couldn't stop the fever, maybe the weather was abnormal, right? The old lady asked her son to pour water, and her face was sad.

"Why don't you stay in the hospital to recuperate?" Satsuki interjected beside her.

"I originally planned to come, but he was very sick with this strange disease, looking at the hospital overnight, this time I went home repeatedly, just now I was discussing with my son whether to stay in the hospital for two days?" The old lady and Xiao Yue are also acquaintances, and once had the idea of taking her as a daughter-in-law. Later, when I inquired, I was just under twenty years old (this is the age that Mu Qingyang deliberately fabricated), and the age gap between him and his son was too big, so I dispelled the idea.

"Oh...... Let's go in and have a look......" Mu Qingyang motioned for the others to chat with the old lady, and he pulled Zhong Kui into the back room.

It seems that Lao Zhangtou has just fallen asleep, and the room is covered very tightly, and it is hot and coaxing, and even Mu and Zhong, who have just come in, have a layer of white sweat.

"That's too closed, isn't it?" Mu Qingyang said that he was going to open the window to change the air - the temperature was just right early in the morning, and there was no need for the old man to suffer this foreign sin.

"Wait! The lack of this old man Yuanyang is a matter of calculation. Zhong Kui looked at the old man and frowned, and hurriedly stopped Mu Qingyang.

"Is this obviously a cold?" Mu Qingyang condensed and took a closer look with his eyes...... There was neither evil nor demonic energy in the house, except for the fact that Old Man Zhang was a little weak, he couldn't see anything abnormal at all.

"There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm...... Look at the windowsill...... Look at his wrist again! Zhong Kui sneered and pointed to the two places he said.

Outside the dusty windowsill, there were a few scratches like bird claws crawling over, and the black paw prints extended to Uncle Zhang's right hand under the window, two black stains like faint ink.

Mu Qingyang's face flushed, he only paid attention to whether there was a demonic aura in the house, and he didn't see such a small trace at all.

"This is a sign of an evil intrusion, as a qualified exorcist, you must see any suspicious links, and you must not be careless!" Zhong Kui said with a serious face.

"What is this thing left behind?" Mu Qingyang asked a little embarrassed.

"Plague Devil Malaria."

"Malaria...... Isn't this a tropical disease caused by a parasite? Mu Qingyang was a little strange.

"How many people have you seen getting malaria in big cities this month?" Zhong Kui glared at him hatefully.

"Oh...... Hehe! With an embarrassed smile, Mu Qingyang touched the back of his head, and his face turned even redder.

"This audacious ghost is actually messing around under my nose, it seems that I have been too soft-hearted in the past few years, making them more and more presumptuous......"

Zhong Kui listened to the case reported by his subordinates from the inspection of the five ghosts, and suddenly remembered his subordinate Mu Qingyang, a special supervisor, which led to this trip to T City.

Old Man Zhang was targeted by malaria ghosts in Zhong Kui Temple.

The Zhong Kui temple fair here in the south of the city is open on the fifteenth day of the first month, the Zhong Kui temple here is the building of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, it is said that it was built by a well-off-minded Xiucai, as for the reason is no longer available, but the incense has been very vigorous, since there is this small temple there is a custom of rushing the temple fair.

Most of the temple fairs here are mainly selling antiques, but most of them are fakes, and occasionally some farmers come with Ming utensils to try their luck, Mr. Zhang is a frequent visitor here, and he can't break the mind of picking up leaks to turn around, sometimes he accidentally finds some interesting small objects, and it naturally becomes a habit after a long time.

The temple fair in late autumn of October was held on a large scale, and it is said that there was the participation of the Folk Culture Center, so Mr. Zhang arrived early in the morning. At this time, the sky is not yet dawn, but there are already a lot of people to occupy the territory, in order to please a good fortune, most of the stalls put some small items with low prices to sell, Mr. Zhang has picked up a lot of leaks in this case, which is the main reason why he rushed early in the morning.

I walked through a lot of stalls along the way, but there were no things I liked. It's not surprising that the business of picking up leaks requires eyesight and patience, and if you have a goal all of a sudden, it's a rare thing.

Seeing that the temple door had been opened, Uncle Zhang walked in, and was lucky to catch up with a two-pillar incense, which made his mood immediately feel a lot better, so he decided to turn around the market again, maybe there will be some adventures today.

When I got out of the temple gate, I saw a little child sitting at the bottom of the steps with his head down, and he was actually taking a tablecloth and placing objects on the ground in a decent manner?

Uncle Zhang felt strange in his heart, so he walked over: "Child...... You're also setting up a stall? ”

"Hmm."

The little one did not look up, but kept pulling out things such as snuff bottles and copper coins from his pockets.

Uncle Zhang took a closer look, this child was only eight or nine years old, with a dirty gown, and it seemed that he was not a child of a rich family.

"How do you sell this?" He casually picked up a Republic of China money and asked.

"Look at it." The child's voice was the same as that of a mosquito.

"You're making a price...... It's not easy for me to take care of your business. "Uncle Zhang is telling the truth, he can't see children suffer in his life, so he made up his mind to help him.

"Five." It's still the same way that I don't care.

"Done! I'll give you an opening. Uncle Zhang was very happy and took out the money to get the goods, but when the child took out another handful of copper coins, a slippery sheep crutch fell out of his pocket.

"Huh?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately pinched it in his hand: "How can you sell this?" ”

"Huh? Worthless...... I picked up the sheep on the back slope, and I put it up for fun...... I'll give it to you if you want it...... Ahem! The child waved his hand generously, but coughed twice more unnaturally.

"It's a bad morning, so let's go home quickly, right?" Of course, Uncle Zhang was embarrassed to take advantage of his children, but he really felt good when he saw this sheep crutch, and he took out ten yuan and put it down and said in a low voice.

"Not really...... I've been planning to do without this little thing for a long time...... If you really like it, I'll give it to you for free. The child pushed the money back and said.

"Alright, that's it, I'm still taking advantage of your child?" Uncle Zhang pinched this bone and felt cool and comfortable, so he stood up and pulled his feet and left.

Looking at his distant back, the child shook his head: "If it weren't for this damn disease...... Alas! Originally, I was going to persuade him to throw it away when he got tired of playing...... But the big sister said that as long as I gave this to someone else, my illness would be cured, and I don't know if it's true......"

He opened to pack up his things while chattering, this time the stall was originally a disguise, purely to treat himself according to the instructions of the fairy sister, since he had thrown the trouble out of his hand, he immediately decided to close the stall and go home.

However, the child didn't notice that a wisp of smoke slowly rose from his body and chased after Uncle Zhang's back......

"Hiss......"

suddenly felt cold all over, and Uncle Zhang immediately shuddered: "Why is this ghost weather getting cold?" ”

With that, he wrapped up his clothes and walked back home.

At the entrance of the temple, a thin and withered little Taoist priest looked at this scene, but the corners of his mouth grinned, and he turned his head and walked inside. When he came to the main hall, he picked up the donor's book and opened it, the first page and the second line were written in small characters, and the Taoist priest couldn't help but nodded: "This thing is not very usual!" ”

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Hearing what Zhong Kui said, Mu Qingyang was stunned: "This kid is a key, but unfortunately I don't know where to go, and I can't find it?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll let my men follow...... For now, we will cure this old man. Zhong Kui smiled, he had already made preparations, and this time he was going to follow the vine.

"Well, shouldn't we go?" Li Moliu leaned in and asked.

Mu Qingyang looked at Zhong Kui, and when he saw him nodding, he agreed and said, "Okay, say hello to his family, and let's go back together." ”

When a few people went out, Mu Qingyang noticed that Zhong Kui had casually drawn a few strokes on the doors and windows of Zhang's house, and walked home without asking too many questions.

Li Qing was a little curious when she saw their mysterious appearance, so she left Mu Qingyang behind and asked, "Brother Qingyang, this friend of yours is very strange." ”

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingyang's mind was still the malaria ghost in Zhong Kui's mouth, and he replied casually without thinking about it.

"I've never heard you talk about working outside? I'm afraid this boss has something else to hide! ”

"Ah...... Oh...... Well...... this."

Mu Qingyang's stammering appearance made Li Qing's flowers tremble: "Okay...... I'm not forcing you, you're talking to me in detail when the time is right, I know...... You won't have anything to hide from me...... Is that right? ”

Looking at the cunning expression on this little goblin's face, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but have a thought that wanted to look at the sky and sigh: "Why does this good woman want to inquire about everything?" ”

"Gotcha, gotcha...... Let's go, they're all pulling away from us. With a tug of Mu Qingyang, the two of them hurriedly chased forward......

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At night, the moon is on the branches.

Two black shadows sneakily squatted against the wall, in the shadow of the bend not far from Zhang's house.

"Master Zhong, are you sure that malaria ghost will come tonight?" It was Mu Qingyang who spoke. He tried to shrink his body back - this corner was not big, and Zhong Kui's body was really burly, so in order not to be discovered, he could only inhale as much as possible and lean against the wall.

"That's natural, that old man is not dead, how can the malaria ghost be willing to give up halfway?" Master Zhong didn't understand Mu Qingyang's hard work at all, this was originally a small place, but he sat down...... At this moment, Mu Qingyang had no choice but to cling to the wall to learn geckos!

"Master Zhong, there seems to be movement?" Mu Qingyang's body suddenly tightened, and he saw a small child jumping up in the distance, wearing a blue trouser gown, which was not a modern style at first glance. The child was at most five or six years old, but he was very thin, and his big head was dangling and being carried by a thin strip of body, which made people worry that he might fall off at any time. Xiaolan's face was blue, her yellow scorched hair was tied with a small pigtail facing the sky, and she swayed when she walked, and she still muttered in her mouth that she didn't know what to say......

"That's the one?" grinning, Mu Qingyang's heart was furious, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of cotton, and he was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Not bad...... It's been hundreds of years, and his dress hasn't changed...... "It seems that Master Zhong and him are old acquaintances."

"The Ministry of Plague is a special department of the Heavenly Realm, in charge of the plague scourge in the world, this malaria ghost is a small role in the Ministry of Plague, but his nature is unrestrained, and he likes to wander around and cause trouble. I've dealt with him a few times, and if it weren't for the owner of the dog, I'm afraid I would have eaten him a long time ago! As he spoke, Master Zhong licked his lips, as if he was salivating.

But Mu Qingyang almost didn't throw up......

This boss is also very tasteful!

No one objects to your old man's demon and ghost catcher, but don't you eat it, okay? Although he had heard the so-called Zhong Kui's ghost before, he had always listened to it as a legend joke, how did he know that this relationship was really true?

Looking at Zhong Kui and seeing that the appearance of this malaria ghost was not quite right, and posing like a hungry wolf, Mu Qingyang beat a drum in his heart...... Boss, you must control it!

He didn't care about the fate of this malaria ghost, but he really couldn't imagine the scene of swallowing this deformed baby, and he couldn't help it, and he already had the illusion of a red-robed bearded man holding a knife and fork in his hand, chasing and killing the big-headed baby......

The malaria ghost didn't expect that while it was happily harvesting, there was already a greedy generalissimo Zhong in the unknown corner who was already ready to move, and jumped to the bottom of the window sill of Zhang's house.

Zhang's house is on the first floor, which makes it a lot easier to move.

Skillfully propping up the cement countertop, it put the brain shell on it first, and then its little arm and a short leg also picked it up, and just as it was about to open the window with its teeth bared, Mu Qingyang and Zhong Kui, who had been waiting for a long time, had quietly stood behind it......

With a soft snap, a golden pattern of forbidden words flashed in the window, and the malaria ghost was pushed away by a huge force, and Shuo's brain shell rolled to Zhong Kui's feet like a ball on the ground......

"Hey, hey! Little girl, you have fallen into the hands of grandpa again......" Master Zhong held a sword in one hand, and firmly grasped the back of this little ghost's neck with the other, hehe, he smiled evilly.

This scene couldn't help but make Mu Qingyang on the side feel a chill - what kind of ghost catcher is this...... It's clear that this little guy has met a robber!

If you are replacing the sword in Zhong Kui's hand with a knife and fork, and then wrap a napkin around him...... Gee...... Mu Qingyang couldn't help but tremble all over his body...... Forget it, this one is a bit scary, so don't think about it anymore!

"Zhong Kui! You hunk ...... I don't interfere with the river water with your well water, don't go too far! "The malaria ghost has been throwing his arms and kicking his legs, but how can he be held by someone, where can he break free?

"Hey...... You crossed the border to my land first to make trouble, but it was mine, wasn't it? Zhong Kui smiled, and it was a slap in the face of its head.

"Y-you fart! Obviously, this person from Xu Village is suffering from tuberculosis and the time limit has arrived, but I came here by imperial order, don't worry about it! ”

"Little thing, this is obviously the Zhang family, what Xu Village? Are you dizzy? ”

"You just fart, I've been testing his nose for two days, he's surrounded by pestilence, it's obviously the means of our plague department, why isn't he the tuberculosis patient?" The brain shell shook vigorously, and Mu Qingyang saw that this little guy's eyes were dull, his nostrils kept spitting white gas, and his ears flickered...... Feelings, its eyes are just an ornament, no wonder it could be mistaken?

"I'm too lazy to talk to you little ghost, let's obediently make food in my mouth......" Zhong Kui opened a big mouth, and the bloody mouth was instantly aimed at the head of the malaria ghost in his hand, and he was about to put his mouth down!

"Wait!"

Mu Qingyang suddenly grabbed Zhong Kui and shouted loudly......