Now that he was determined, the eighth master didn't think much about it anymore, and when he drove the donkey cart to the gate of the temple, his face had already returned to the usual obscene smile, and he stared at the three of them and shouted: "Look at what you see, why don't you come over and unload things for me quickly - I have old arms and legs, and it doesn't matter if I drop the things in your store." ”

The three people waiting under the tree instantly formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and they all mocked: "Look at your virtue! Still walking over with unhurried steps, after walking a few steps, Luo Ernizi next to him had already trotted over with broken steps, and stuffed the two buns into his arms: "Eighth uncle, my sister asked you to bring it..."

The freshly baked steamed bun was so hot that it made Wang August scramble, and hurriedly pulled the hem of his clothes and wrapped it: "Be careful, hot!" Hey, it's so hot...", he still stuffed the bun into his mouth and took a bite, chewing and inhaling: "Wow, it's delicious... Comfortable... It's hot... It's very comfortable..."

"Then you eat," Luo Erni walked to the donkey cart: "Uncle and I will unload things on the ground first, and then divide them..."

The little arm stretched out from under the car and went straight into the two wine urns behind...... Of course, if you calm down, there is still a soft cooing, cooing.

"Ahh Erni pulled Wang August's clothes and shouted: "Eighth uncle, eighth uncle!" The stinky Taoist priest has come to steal wine and drink again! ”

Hearing this, it was not Wang August who was anxious, but the fat man who opened the wine shop-the fat man who was not slow or slow, screamed, shaking the thick fat of his whole body and rushing towards the donkey cart, "Old man Liu, you stinky and shameless dead Taoist, you are not allowed to steal my wine to drink!" Put the wine gourd down for me! ”

The black hand suddenly retracted from the urn to the bottom of the cart, and then saw a dusty figure come out from under the front of the donkey cart, rush into the temple like a gust of wind, and then slam the gate and shut it firmly with a 'clang'.

The fat man Lu ran to the donkey cart and caught people there, so he had to stand on the boundary and scold: "Liu Piyun, you shameless stinky Taoist priest!" You said you just stole wine and drank it, so you can wash your hands, right? Now your broken mud paws are scratching in the wine urn, telling us how to drink..."

said too quickly to take it in one breath, Lu Fatzi stopped and took a heavy breath, and then opened his mouth and scolded someone else: "And you, old man Wang, why don't you keep an eye on me, you don't care about it when you get there, right?" Eat steamed buns and forget about them, right? What do you say you want me to do with this urn of wine? ”

"What to do? Cold! Wang August puffed out his cheeks and glanced at it: "It's not that you don't know the habit of that goods, when did you come back from buying goods and steal a few bites?" But he was still dragging three and four in the back and didn't care, "rolled his eyes: "It's my business!" ”

"Hey!" Fat Lu was dumbfounded: "Didn't I join the guy who didn't get up early at this hour-according to what you said, I blame myself for this?" ”

"A must!" Several people said in unison: "You yourself are stupid!" ”

"That's it!" As he spoke, a head popped out of the wall of the City God's Temple: "I've been waiting for a night, and you haven't seen it for a long time, have you?" It's just about making money, right? - Yes! The man was wearing a dark robe, which looked like it was made of haode water cloth, but the oil and mud on it had long been painted so that he could not see his true face, his face and hands were black and full of mud, and the grass nest-like hair on his head was pulled into a sideburns, and a coarse incense was inserted as a mustache.

This guy sat on the wall, took a wine gourd and stretched out his hand to rub it in his arms, and after two or three clicks, he felt out a mud ball to bounce off, and he also looked fake: "Next time, remember how long you have to be a heart, and you have to watch and listen to everything you do, and don't confuse your nature for the small profits..." Get two snacks and a pot of wine to thank me back? ”

"Poof! You stinky shameless, I only have an urn of wine, and you are embarrassed to say that? Fat Lu was so angry: "Old Liu Tou, you said that you are so old, why did you become an old man who does not cultivate, and you are not afraid of losing the face of your master?" ”

The temple wished Liu Biyun a few words and continued to smile: "You don't bother with the face of our family, I lost it decades ago, and I didn't leave it at all - I'm a good person, just reach out for the urn, and don't dislike it, right..."

"Okay!" Lu Fatzi's eyes rolled and he suddenly smiled: "I'll give you this Weng, you can give me the rent for next month..."

Next to him, Wang August stuffed Zuihou into his mouth and patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Don't talk endlessly!" You want to make this guy rent-free and you haven't tried it, which time can you do it? He's a goblin who can go up to your mountain to set up a fire to roast - hurry up and unload it for me, I still have something to do..."

Luo Erni was still talking here, and she stretched out her hand to pull the rain cloth and saw a doll wrapped in clothes below, she was stunned at first, and then screamed heartbreakingly:

"Ahh

Luo Erni jumped away a few steps like a cat, and suddenly felt that her movement was too big, her face turned red, and she pointed to the baby and stammered: "Yes, there's a, there's a child... Uncle Eight brought back a child... It's nothing, it's just a child..."

"Huh?" When the fat man and the others heard this, they all gathered around, and their big eyes were half loud, and suddenly Uncle Gou howled with a broken gong:

"August brought a child back, everyone came out to see-" Suddenly, the whole City God Temple became lively!

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There are only eight shops in the temple, four on the left and four on the left and right:

The first one on the left hand is Wang August's shop, needless to say, next to the eighth master is a coffin shop, the head of the house is just now Pai Gow touched the three flowers and ten into three, a strong man in the northeast in his forties, born with two arms of 100 pounds of strength, taciturn and extremely duty. In addition to making coffins on weekdays, there are any hard work, such as carrying coffins, moving graves, carrying corpses, digging bones... It is even said that the grave carving monument is done, not for anything else, but just busy with the two catties of brown rice that fills the stomach every time.

However, the work is not rough, the craftsmanship of Cheng San is really not ambiguous, and the special coffin is very good, and the four through groove buckles fit the inner and outer coffins, and the inner coffin is put into the silky fit, and it is easy to take it out.

The third one on the left hand of the temple is not a shop, it looks more like a home worship of the Tibetan Bodhisattva Buddha Hall, there is no business here on weekdays, the only thing that the blind boss Cui Deyuan will do is: go down to the yin and go to the underworld.

There is a thick curtain hanging in the back shop, and it is easy not to reveal the gloomy fourth, which is the fortune-telling 'fox woman', the old woman's real name seems to be called 'Amber', but unfortunately no one knows anyone in this rural place, and the three troubles have become this name now--but it's okay, what Wong Tai Sin and the like are the most popular to attract rural village women to spread nonsense, and the fox woman's fortune-telling shop is the most famous in the Chenghuang Temple in Qi'er Mountain.

The shops on the right-hand side are obviously more chaotic, and they are all the kind with grass huts built outside:

Uncle Gou's wonton stew shop sells glutinous rice balls, wonton stew, eggs, candy seeds, oil gourds, and three major cannon bits and pieces.

Widow Luo and her sister Luo Erni's shroud shop has all kinds of shrouds, shoes and socks, and also customizes the shrouds and pillows when they are put into the coffin.

The thrift shop of the witch hemp pole is next to the widow's shroud shop, which is also part of the ghost market, and it is sold and bought, and it is impossible to test what kind of old bottles and ancient books and satin jars are not available every year, and it is impossible to say whether there are old things or not.

Lu Fatzi's soju restaurant sells some roast chicken, roast goose, bacon and salted fish on weekdays, and there are also Fenjiu Lao Baigan, three or five tables placed under the old locust tree outside are the whole hall, and the leaves are full of fly ash during the day, but the things sold every day are extremely fresh, and the people in the ghost market sit and drink two pots on weekdays and don't pick, with or without their own dishes, anyway, the table can be used casually.

In addition, Miao Zhu Liu Piyun has a full eight shops and ten big living people here, which is the whole ghost market!

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Uncle Gou's voice howled and the whole ghost market was in an uproar, and everyone who should have gone to bed came out of their stores and surrounded the child - but after only one glance, everyone already knew about the child, and they all bowed their heads to help unload the goods, and no one said a word.

Since the eighth master has brought back this child, he naturally has a plan, so why bother to provoke him without pain? But after all, this child is a ghost, if you open your mouth and leave the child behind...

It's too big for anyone to have to do with it!

Suddenly!

Sincere! Sincere! Sincere! ……

The sound was so eerie that it sounded like it was hitting everyone's heart with a stick, and it almost knocked out people's souls!

With the appearance of that voice, the thick curtain at the door of the hut was gently lifted, and a figure slowly appeared.

The man wrapped himself in a black cloth robe, and a thick felt blanket was draped over his body, and the whole person was tightly covered. She was almost lying on the ground, with two thick wooden crutches in her hands, and every movement took a lot of effort!

Whoever sees this person will inevitably feel a chill in their hearts.

However, the group of people didn't seem to feel anything, and they didn't even look back—only the witch straw frowned, and muttered, "It's going to be like this every time, and you say you can change a new trick..."

It's as if they've become commonplace.

I only heard this man say gloomily: "Are you afraid? Hmph, I'm usually quite bold, but this time I was scared like this by a little baby..."

"Hey, of course you said that, you don't..." Lu Fat Man opened his mouth to refute halfway, suddenly remembered the taboo, and immediately stopped and changed his words with a smile: "... Not to mention anything else, whoever keeps this child is a scourge, and we have to think about it in the long run. ”

"There's no need to discuss anything!" Wang August's face was as light as water and said: "I picked up this child, and of course I adopted it!" It has nothing to do with people, and naturally you don't need to decide whether he goes or stays! He looked around at everyone, and his face was rarely solemn: "Fat Lu, what is your opinion?" ”

Although everyone eats this bowl of yin and yang rice in the ghost market, but that ability is also big and small, Wang August has been here for the longest and the oldest, and that ability is also secluded at the head of everyone, except for the usual hippie smiling face of Liu Biyun and the fox woman, the rest of the people are more than a star and a half away from him-

Since he said this, everyone naturally turned their attention to the fat man Lu, and this guy hurriedly piled up a face-to-face smile: "Where is it, how can there be an opinion?" I never said anything about what you decided, brother, and you don't know! Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and said tentatively: "But, old brother, you have to know that this is a ghost fetus, don't bother you at that time..."

Wang August knew that Fat Lu was not a bad person, and what he said was really for his own plans. He sighed: "How could I not have known how powerful this ghost fetus is? But now that I've met him, how can I watch him die? Meeting is the will of heaven, why should I try to figure out what the will of heaven is, just wait until that day to know - big deal, exchange my three lifetimes of yin virtue for his happiness in this life! ”

Before the words fell, someone slapped daxiao:

"What a 'big deal'! Old man Wang, I have to help you just because of your words! In the laughter, Miao Zhu Lao Liu Tou opened the door, holding a black lead pellet in his hand and throwing it, "Fox woman, what do you think?" ”

The fox woman raised her head slightly, and said with a gloomy smile: "Since Brother Liu has spoken, I am naturally willing to help you!" ”

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