Running all the way out of the City God Temple, Ren Song looked up at the sky, it was already late at night. In a hurry, he rushed to the small building with a smoke.

Fortunately, he still remembers the road he set out from the City God Temple last time. It didn't take much effort to get out of Dongguan and go outside the city.

As a third-tier town, the infrastructure of Luozhong is not perfect, and there are no lights on the highway outside the city, but for Ren Song, it is like a fish in water, and the ghost's night vision ability is extremely strong.

After running on the highway for a while, he could already see the village where the small building was located from a distance, and vaguely saw that the two ghosts were facing each other against the fox demon and the basilisk, because they were worried that something would happen to Sun Qiuhong's soul in the yin pot. In fact, the best solution now is to get the pot in hand, so that even if something really goes wrong, it can be remedied in time.

But when he thought of the bull head and the room full of nine demon ants, this cowardly heart kept beating the drum, and now he could only hope that before he arrived in time, Xiaohongmei's stupid girl would not really crash into the green light.

While thinking about his thoughts, he walked forward quickly, and suddenly the figure in front of him shook, and the cowardly goods couldn't be contained for a while, and almost collided with the man.

"Where did the baby come from, walking without eyes?" The thin old man on the other side asked angrily with a pair of triangular eyes.

I looked at the old man's rather eye-catching apricot yellow robe, but this robe hadn't been washed for a long time, it looked messy, it looked like a Taoist priest, but there was a crumpled cap on his head.

The skinny old man, the rotten robe, and the crumpled hat, the more Ren Song looked at it, the more strange he felt, and he didn't know where a chattering thing appeared. But when he saw the situation behind the old man, he knew what it meant to be truly eccentric.

Behind the old man, four big men, dressed in black clothes and red eyes, covered by black mist, were carrying a stretcher made of bamboo poles, in the middle of the stretcher, there was a stool, on which sat a bald old man who was older than the old man in front of him, but I saw him in a long robe and horse coat, white eyebrows and shoulders, and a snow-white goatee on his chin, as if he was sleeping and sitting on a bench.

After carefully looking at it for a while, it has been determined that the four big men are clearly the same ghosts as them. Let the ghost carry the sedan chair for himself, who is this old man? I don't know what the slider is, Ren Song was secretly surprised. I was about to speak. saw that the bald old man still closed his eyes, raised his head, and scolded angrily: "This melon coward! After teaching for decades, I can't even figure out people and ghosts at this point? The crematorium treats people like ghosts and is so scared that they pee their pants. Now that you've met a real ghost, you're so bold! ”

"Huh?" Ren Song was a little dumbfounded...... The old man's voice was thin and sharp, no matter how it sounded, it didn't look like a human voice, and this coward could see clearly, his lips had never opened, could it be the legendary ventriloquism? Listening to his tone, he knew who he was.

"Daddy! You say he's a ghost? Hearing this, the old man in the Taoist robe on the ground turned his head and asked, and in a panic, he took out a paper cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself tremblingly.

"Don't call Lao Tzu!" The old man on the stool had an angry face, and scolded angrily without opening his eyes and mouth: "Something that has no interest, the one who lost your master!" If you don't want to learn from you, you will go out to lie and coax other people's money, why did you give birth to such a short-lived lamb with a brain! ”

He scolded without a head and brain, and didn't dare to say a word about the scared old man, standing stupidly opposite Ren Song, and the paper cigarette in his hand also fell to the ground. Brushing the goatee under his chin, the bald old man scolded again: "Stand on the edge of the piping!" ”

The old man in disguise hurriedly stood beside him as if he heard the amnesty. But he heard his father shouting viciously at Ren Song: "Are you a dignified ghost immortal? Whew! Don't know the rules? Whew! What tell you to run around in the middle of the night? Whew! Don't even inquire about the rules of Luozhong? Whew! ”

He is full of Sichuan accent, the accent is very heavy, and it is a long one, and it is a long one, and it is a long one, Ren Song listened to a period of confusion, although Luozhong is very close to Sichuan Province, and the speech is quite similar to Shu Yin, but after all, there is a difference, if you say it slowly, you can still understand, like an old man who asks questions like a cannon, and everyone is confused for a while.

If it were normal times, the good-tempered Ren Song would definitely explain honestly, and then say some good things and then try to get out, but now it is different from the past, if you don't find Xiaohongmei's ghost sooner now, maybe something will really happen, where is the kung fu to talk to the two old men.

At that moment, this coward, turned around, and let go of the ghost who carried the sedan chair, and wanted to walk in flash, and the old man in Taoist clothes who had been scolded shouted: "Dad, Dad, he run, he run!" ”

The cowardly didn't pay attention to him, and quickened his pace, just wanting to get around quickly, and the four ghosts who carried the sedan chair were almost stupid for some reason, allowing him to walk in front of him, but he didn't say a word.

"Eight Lambs!" Behind him, the old man on the bench shouted angrily, his originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and Ren Song only felt dizzy, as if he was swallowed up by those dark eyes. Then he smiled dumbly, he turned his back to the old man, he didn't open his eyes, how could he see, it seems that it is not a good thing to have too much imagination......

Laughing at himself, he was about to move forward, but the scene in front of him made the cowardly dizzy for a while, the bald old man was still sitting on the bench in front of him, the four ghosts were still carrying the stool with expressionless faces, and the little old man in Taoist clothes was still jumping up and down beside him.

Ren Song's mouth was open enough to put down a duck egg at this time, what was going on?

"The current broken baby is so unusual! Know who I am, right? Dare to run! The bald old man closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

The little old man who pretended to be a little old man saw that his father was no longer speech, so he took over the conversation and shouted: "Even Mr. Zhang San doesn't know, how did you become a ghost?" ”

"Who is Mr. Zhang San?" Hearing this, Ren Song couldn't help but ask, I haven't heard of any other masters in Luozhong, and now these gods and witches don't respect ghosts and gods, and they are full of trains, so they don't believe it at all!

"I'm Zhang Sanque, you ghost baby is also a bit famous, why don't you even know my name." The bald old man, known as Mr. Zhang San, still had his eyes closed, and said in a shrill ventriloquil.

"Don't want to run!" Just when this cowardly wanted to slip away again, Mr. Zhang San suddenly said: "Today, Lao Tzu doesn't open his eyes, if your baby can escape from this ten zhang square circle, I will gouge out the beads of my eyes for you!" ”

Hearing this, Ren Song had to stop, looked up at the bald man on the stool and said, "What are you going to do?" As he asked, he looked anxiously at the small rustic building. Seeing that the fox demon over there seemed to be moving with the two ghosts again, he said in a hurry: "Let me go!" ”

"It's easy to go! Answer my question clearly! That Mr. Zhang San still didn't open his eyes, and shouted: "First of all, is it a dignified ghost immortal?" ”

"I'm Luo Zhong!"

"Fart!"

"It's really Luozhong!"

"!" The old man was furious, and shouted: "Luo Zhong still doesn't know the rules here? My master, Mr. Nine Crazy, has long said that Luozhong is on the left side of the door, and it is forbidden to move in populated places! You came here to be a sprinkler? ”

"Mr. Nine Crazy is another one?" Maybe the conversation was too long, and Ren Song's accent was obviously turned aside by the old man.

"Your baby......" The shrill voice came, Mr. Zhang San seemed to be really angry, turned his head, faced Ren Song, and suddenly opened his mouth and said two words: "Find the hammer!" ”

Two words, two thunders, not in the thunderbolt of the clear sky, but in the heart of this coward, a light sound of the wave, his body was instantly shocked into powder, fluttering all over the sky, Ren Song only felt that he was divided into countless small pieces with countless knives in an instant, wrong! It's a small grain, maybe even smaller than that......

Since he was hooked by Hu and Li's two ghosts, Ren Song found that the pain he suffered was really a heaven and a hell compared to his previous career in the world for more than 20 years. Just like now, Ren Song, who has turned into ashes, is blown around by the breeze, unable to gather, and shouts in pain: "I am really Luozhong, I live in Dongguan, and my name is Ren Song!" Not lying! ”

"Ren Song? What's your last name? "The bald old man seems to be surprised!" What's your name? ”

"I don't know!" Dizzy by a small whirlwind, Ren Song replied a little confused, afraid that Mr. Zhang San would speak again, and hurriedly added: "I really don't know what my father's name is, my mother didn't say it, I follow my mother's surname!" ”

"With my mother's surname? What's your mother's name? ”

"Ren Xiuzhi!" The whirlwind was extinguished, and the ashes fell to the ground one after another. He replied weakly.

"Your grandfather is Ren Shizhong?" I don't know what's wrong with this Mr. Zhang San, but he seems to be very interested in Ren Song's family background.

The dust on the ground was raised, and Ren Song, who was a little worried about his family, did not answer, but asked angrily: "What do you want to do?" ”

"A short-lived lamb no big or small!" The bald old man on the stool was even more angry when he heard this, and scolded viciously: "Don't do it, if it weren't for your grandmother's surname Zhang, you would want to take care of you as Lao Tzu!" Ghost child, I'm your uncle and grandfather! ”

"Ahh This time it was Ren Song's turn to be dumbfounded, although he didn't even have eyes now, but he was still stupid, he didn't hear grandma say that he had a brother, and grandma was not from Sichuan?

"Daddy! I still have an aunt? The old man in Taoist costume on the side suddenly interjected and asked, and it seemed that he was also very surprised: "Didn't you hear you mention it?" ”

"Hmph......" The old man sneered for a while: "Long mention, you Lao Tzu and I have now become Zhang Sanque, who lacks eyes, tongues, and legs, all of which were made by your aunt!" Oops the plague dead mother-in-law...... Hurt Lao Tzu like this! As he spoke, he cursed again, and it took a long time before he stopped: "Lao Tzu swore back then, unless she died, he would never recognize her as a sister!" ”

Originally, I heard that it was a relative, but Ren Song, who had saved his life, was really surprised after listening to Mr. Zhang San's words......