The poor ghost floated to the foot of the hill, and was not busy entering the village, but looked left and right sneakily.

Now that the demons have entered the village, they can't be arrogant anymore.

Those evil spirits, no matter which one of them, as long as they can not meet, it is better not to meet - there is not much advantage to fight with evil spirits.

It is important to get rich, but your life is even more important, if you don't cherish your own life, who will help you cherish it? If you have money, but you don't have the life to spend it, it is a tragedy that fools keep playing, and as for ghosts, even the poorest ones, they will not be so stupid.

The poor ghost shook the scales in his heart and watched cautiously.

At the foot of the hill was the entrance to the village, and the poor ghost felt that it was better to sit on the ruins of the old brickyard by the roadside, swaying his hairy legs and feet, staring at the dirt road leading from the village to the distant village street.

After a short time, a big male dog came out of the village, and to the naked eye it was no different from an ordinary dog, but the poor ghost only glanced at it, and the wine found that it was unusual.

The dog, covered in red, did not drip blood, but it looked as if it had been stripped of its skin.

The male dog ran, slowed down, wagged his tail, looked lonely and melancholy, as if he knew that he was going to die soon, and whispered sadly as he went, as if he hoped that someone would save him......

Oh, what the hell is going on? How can a young and sturdy male dog, who always have a lot of female dogs circling around, throwing and flirting, look so sad and melancholy?

The poor ghost was taken aback, and jumped silently from the remnants of the wall to the mud, opening his eyes wider.

Oh, it's a male dog who has been touched by a skinner.

It turned out that after the skinner entered the village, he was the first to see the dog, and he seemed very happy, so he ran towards the dog as fast as he could.

What is a mere dog? The skinner swept over the male dog's back in an instant, and the male dog did not feel anything special, and his fur had been stripped naked.

Of course, neither the dog's eyes nor the human eye can see this, and the dog can feel a trace of pain, but it is not obvious, because it will take three days before the severe pain is felt, and the flesh fat after being scraped will fester, and then turn into thick blood.

"Alas, how many dollars can you get for saving a dog? Why didn't you think of this before? I didn't talk about it in detail? Alas, the ghost is old, I can't learn, and I have to be more careful in the future. ”

The poor ghost patted his head and floated towards the male dog, his hands spread out, and he made a stroking motion.

"Poor little dog, for the sake of your loyalty and cuteness, and for the sake of your loneliness and helplessness, I will raise my noble hand. I used to be like that. Besides, since Boss Meng wants to contract this territory, and Boss Meng looks at me differently, I have to take the ghost's money and share the worries of the ghost - I have to take care of all the big and small things. ”

The male dog was strolling desperately, preparing to find a place off the beaten track to die quietly, when he suddenly felt a cool breeze sweep from his tail to his head, and the ominous feeling in his heart dissipated in an instant, and he returned to the good state he had before midnight last night.

In an instant, the male dog regained his senses and memory, thinking of his master, thinking of the home he shared with his master, and thinking of the female dog who exudes a special smell every time the grass grows and flies.

In an instant, the male dog felt the beauty of life and the infinite joy of life, turned around to look around, barked a few times, and then ran back to the village with strength and strength.

The poor dead ghost looked at the figure where he had gently stroked the palm of the male dog, and saw that the terrible impression of the male dog was alive and red had disappeared unconsciously, smiled indifferently, and muttered to himself:

"It's free! It's free! I don't have to make much effort, so I'll be free this time! Save the dog's life, and I'll be fooled seven times! Alas, as important as it is to make a fortune, I don't like a village where there are dead and don't talk - there are chickens flying, there are dogs jumping, there are children chasing and laughing, that's the village I like!"

Looking at his palm, the poor ghost thought puzzledly: "When did I, a poor dead ghost, become a medicine ghost who cures all diseases?"

Petting the male dog who had been skinned by the skinner, the male dog recovered quickly, which the poor ghost did not expect.

The poor ghost stroked the male dog, just to relieve its pain, but he didn't expect to create a miracle!

Having had enough of the sin of poverty in the world, he accidentally roasted and ate the seven cockroaches possessed by the seven fairies, and when he arrived in the underworld, he became a ghost doctor who rejuvenated his hands and became the essence of the outstanding ghosts in the underworld.

"It's worth it! It's worth it! If you don't succeed in being a man, you succeed in being a ghost, this is a complement of gains and losses, and it doesn't humiliate the spirits of heaven or hell of the eighteenth generation of our ancestors. ”

Just as he was full of emotion, a pair of young men and women hurriedly walked out of the village.

The young man, handsome and dashing, had a pointed chicken beak, and the expression on his face was gloomy and painful, but his eyes were full of stubbornness and resentment.

The young woman, with a delicate face, had a black spot with a tuft of pig hair on her face, which, despite her best efforts to cover it, was still clear in the eyes of the poor ghost.

The young men and women had clearly met with misfortune, but they held each other's hands tightly, as if they feared that if they let go, their loved ones would turn into smoke and scatter with the wind.

Oh, this pair of young men and women is the pair that was slightly punished by the poor ghost in the mahjong hall that night.

They had repented and repented, and had bitterly advised their neighbours, villagers, and old fathers and mothers to leave the village and find another way to make a living, but their relatives and neighbors shook their heads frequently, not only disagreeing, but also thinking that the young man and woman had a strange disease and had gone mad.

Parents and relatives listened to a lot of persuasion, although they were skeptical, but in their seventies and eighties, who would like to relocate to a safe land? Helpless, the two young men could only leave the village first, and then try to get their parents away.

Seeing the scene of the young man loving each other, the poor ghost was envious, his heart softened, he gently approached, wiped a handful on the young man's mouth, and sighed at the young woman's black spots with pig hair.

At that moment, the young men and women both noticed the change in each other, cheered in surprise, held hands tighter, walked more vigorously, and added more confidence in their eyes - there may be many difficulties and sufferings in the future, but with love in their hearts, they will definitely be able to get through it.

"Oh dear, you've changed, you're more beautiful and lovely!"

"Honey, you've changed too, you're more handsome and chic!"

Seeing the backs of the young men and women gradually moving away, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

Such tenderness and sweetness have never been experienced by poor dead ghosts in the world, and they have never felt it in the underworld.

The poor ghost thought of the tongue-plucking ghost and smiled bitterly.

When the tongue pulling ghost doesn't pull out his tongue, it is actually very beautiful, and it always makes the poor ghost's heart pound.

But what about beauty? What can you do if you are tempted? Each is in its own hell, there is no way back, and a faint sweetness is also blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

There are many unspeakable sufferings in the human world, and there are many unsatisfactory things.

Mao Changsheng felt that his level of education was not high, but his perception was extremely high, thinking about the past and the future, he sighed while walking to the middle of the village.

On the left side of the road is a wide rice field, which is about to ripen, and the golden ears of rice are undulating and swaying in the morning breeze, like golden waves.

On the left side of the road, there are some seedlings and fruits, which are full of small red fruits in the days when they are planted, and when they are hungry or thirsty, they are picked and kneaded, and then they are blown and put in the mouth to chew, which is always a little bit sweet......

In the days when Mao Changsheng was alive, his family was cut off from food, helpless and helpless, and he once picked a lot of seedlings and fruits-passers-by sneered and sneered one by one, but at the moment of life and death, he couldn't care about any face, so he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and swallowed like a hungry cow eating grass.

The skin of the seedling fruit is a little sweet, but the inside is a hard seed that is difficult to chew and indigest.

Those bitterness, those suffering, left the deepest memory, it can be said that it is unforgettable.

At this time, the memory of the previous life faintly opened the curtain again.

All this is so familiar, and this village is much like a village in the sun!

The poor ghost was a little confused, quickened his steps, walked more than ten feet away, and saw the first house: a dilapidated earthen house, half covered with tiles fired by a local earthen kiln, half covered with yellow boards that had become black in the wind and rain, and there was a door in the middle of the main house, connecting the houses on both sides......

How familiar it is, there is such a family in the village in the sunny world, and there is such a family when I just enter! That family is the same, there are only three rooms, one for people, one for pigs, and the one in the middle is shared by people and animals, and people eat leftover vegetables......

At that time, it was because the general environment was not ideal, and the family was not rich, and now they are still poor, nine times out of ten because they don't know family planning and are not diligent enough!

The poor ghost felt a trance, feeling that what he saw in front of him was déjà vu, but slightly different, and felt that something was more.

Two more hollow brick walls, two more hollow brick wings, and one more tin courtyard door with poor welders—lazily open.