Legend has it that there was a commoner named Zhang Sheng, who spent all day drinking and drinking after marrying a wife, and lost all his family property and became a beggar. One day, he begged to his ex-wife's house, and was so ashamed that he went to the bottom of the stove and burned to death. After hearing this, the Jade Emperor thought that Zhang Sheng had not broken to the end, and since he died at the bottom of the pot, he was named the king of the stove, and reported to the heavens on the 23rd and 24th of the lunar month every year, and returned to the bottom of the stove on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Because the Lord of the Stove wants to report to the heavens, the common people have to pay tribute with the Stove Sugar every day, and the sweet and sticky Stove Sugar can stick to the mouth of the Lord of the Stove, so that he can only say good things.

Although it is said that Zhang Sheng spent all his time drinking before becoming the king of the stove, he was a kind and good official after becoming the king of the stove. It is rumored that there is a three-corpse god attached to the body, he follows people's whereabouts like a shadow, he is a guy who likes to flatter and tell right and wrong, and often spreads rumors in front of the Jade Emperor, describing the world as ugly. Over time, the Jade Emperor also believed that the world was a place full of filth.

Once, the three corpse gods secretly reported that the world was cursing the Emperor of Heaven and wanted to rebel against the Heavenly Court. When the Jade Emperor heard this, he was furious, and immediately issued a decree to find out what had happened in the world, and all those who resented the gods and blasphemed the gods should write their crimes under the eaves, and then let the cobwebs cover them as signs. Order the king to be in the lower realm on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and all the marked houses will be beheaded all over the house, and no one will be left.

The three corpse gods succeeded in their treacherous plan, flew down to the mortal world through the gap, and viciously marked the eaves and corners of each house.

I didn't want the stove king to find out the whereabouts of the three corpse gods, so he was shocked, and hurriedly found the princes of the stoves to discuss countermeasures. I quickly thought of a good way, on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, before the stove was picked up on Chinese New Year's Eve, every household must clean the house, and any household that is not clean will refuse to enter the house. This is a big deal, the stove prince does not have nothing to eat after he does not enter the house, and every family cleans the house with a new look.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Lingguan checked in the lower realm, and found that the windows of every house were bright and clean, the lights were brilliant, the people were happy to reunite, and the world was extremely beautiful, and he could not find a sign of bad deeds, so he had to go back to make the world peaceful and happy, and begged for a report on the situation of the coming year. The Jade Emperor was greatly shocked when he heard this, and issued an edict to detain the three corpse gods, with three hundred palms and mouths, and detain the heavenly prison forever.

And after this incident, people don't have to pull out the three corpse worms anymore, because he is in the prison for a long time.

Now my family has already moved to the city, and the environment is much better, at least it is not full of smoke and dust, and the rain is mixed with mud and coal, but the people in the community where they are located do not pay much attention to protecting the environment, and it is becoming more and more dirty.

The old house has become a goaf, everyone has been relocated, and the joy of childhood has become rootless, scattered everywhere, and the imprint of its existence can no longer be found.

Maybe it's because the master's departure hit me too hard, I have never missed my parents like now, I can't wait to shrink into inches, step on Hot Wheels, and turn into a small tank all the way to get home immediately, even if it is late at night, I don't want to stop, I just hope to open the door early, call my parents, hear my mother's 24-hour non-stop nagging, and eat my father's cooking.

It was still cold, I shrunk my neck and wrapped my clothes tightly, the dead trees twisted their bodies, and the branches spread around like ghost claws, and the dead grass and rattans on the ground were some minions, and I almost tripped over.

Staggering to my feet, a faint blue fire not far away made me frown, but I didn't pay much attention to it. After all, this is a wilderness, and to be reasonable, I am actually an outsider who has broken into their territory, not to mention that I am in a hurry to go.

Sometimes it is very pitiful to think of them, they have no place to live, they wander around, and they can only find a place to live in this wilderness. As long as you don't do some bad things, you have to be forgiving and forgiving.

Tripping again, he turned around to find something quickly retracting to the ground.

"Humph!" Even if you have been alone for a long time, you want to leave others to talk to you, let alone ghosts. There are extenuating circumstances, but it is always necessary to let them know that this is not right. I took out the path in the erhu box, bent and stretched out my left hand, pinched out the sword technique, and stabbed the sword into the ground.

I always think that the sword trick is the most headache and the most difficult thing to learn, and the master is angry every time he sees me pinching the sword trick, and he is often scolded.

A person has only five fingers, four of which are three joints and the thumb has only two joints. How can you use this limited thing to pinch out the ever-changing tricks, not to mention that many of them look the same, but the position is slightly different, and it is easy to make mistakes. The master said that my fingers were as stupid as five chopsticks, and there were no joints at all. Or maybe I'm not a finger, it's a toe, it's short, thick, and a joint missing. No, there are also several toes that are three joints.

Thinking about it, there is a hint of a smile. As the trail plunged into the ground, I seemed to hear a scream.

Draw your sword and continue on your way, immersed in the remembrance of the past.

A few wisps of cold wind blew on my shoulders, indulged in silky, slender and delicate as if they wanted to peel off my clothes, and the slight itch couldn't help but want to caress this slender hand, and the side face to enjoy the subtle pleasure.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" The master asked me.

"What are ghosts to be afraid of?" I have no fear.

"Aren't you afraid that ghosts may charm people's minds, or harm people's lives, or arouse people's deepest fears?" The master was a little surprised by my answer.

"It's not like I haven't seen it, and it's really not like what you said. Even if, as you said, I'm not here to learn skills, so there's nothing to be afraid of. My answer surprised the master.

When I turned around, I didn't find any trace, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, as if I was deaf. I simply walked over to the swaying dead tree and sat down.

The itching on my shoulders is terrible, and I just want me to scratch it with my hands, pat it, extinguish the yang fire and let you fish and meat, then you can do whatever you want.

"This night is dark and windy, and the wilderness is high, what are you doing sitting here, little brother?" A woman suddenly appeared in front of her, a red gauze was light and thin, winding up and only covering the important parts, through the moonlight, the graceful body swayed, the white flesh of the belly trembled and seemed to be hooking my fingers, turning around the plump buttocks full and round, and the plain hand gently patted, a ripple rippled.

"What are you doing sitting on someone's doorstep?" She lifted my chin with her ass-spanking hand.

I frowned.

"Since you're here, come in and sit down." Bending down to help me, the light veil fell, and the snow white in front of me was dazzling by the moonlight.

When did I ever be teased like this, I only felt a burst of heat all over my body. But I was a little disappointed in my heart, I had given a shock before, and I still didn't give up, I thought there would be a more powerful guy, but it was a ghost.

I stood up, and the tree behind me had somehow turned into a house. It looks like it's a little brightly lit. This is not just a ghost, but also a ghost in the tree. Thanks to the fact that this is not in an inhabited place, otherwise he would not have become a tree god, and he would not necessarily be a tree god.

I snapped my fingers and made a clear sound, "I've already warned you, why don't you know how to advance or retreat." ”

"The immortal spares her life, the little woman is not harmless, but she is too lonely alone." The ghost immediately knelt down.

I deliberately emitted some aura from the path, shattering all illusions.

"That's it?" I asked her, and I could feel that she didn't have any resentment or anger, and she should have never hurt anyone. "Get dressed."

"If the little woman wants to harm others, why should she live in this wilderness, and find a random tree in the nearby village to hide. The reason for this is really because I found that I couldn't hold on for long and was about to lose my soul, so I could only find some way to persevere. "The ghost cried sadly.

Things in the world are really magical sometimes, who would have thought that a sword fairy and a female ghost would talk side by side all night? When it was almost dawn, I helped her reincarnate, although this was the thing I was not good at, but I racked my brains and tried my best, and finally did it.