We followed the old bun shop back home. I found that although this is not big, it is very clean. All kinds of furniture are available.

The sloppy Taoist priest and the thin man had already looked back and forth in the boss's room, and finally found out. There is nothing here. It doesn't look like someone is trying to harm him.

Now the boss really panicked. Sitting on the sofa with a dead face, drinking glass after glass of water.

Then, with a fluke mentality, he asked us: "Several masters, are you sure that my yang life is not much?" "

The thin man nodded: "Your house is fine, no one wants to harm you." Moreover, to tell you the truth, brother, I have been a ghost, I see that your soul is a little unrelenting, and it does look like your life is about to end. "

The boss's eyes flickered, and he seemed a little suspicious. I closed the curtains. The room was instantly dark. Then I handed a drop of blood to the peachwood sword. The paper slowly came out of it.

The boss was startled and said, "Ghost? "

Paper Zha Wu looked around twice: "What are you looking for me to come out for?" "

We pointed to the boss: "This kid seems to be dying of life." But he didn't believe it. "

Paper Zha Wu glanced at the boss lightly, and then said casually: "It's probably tonight." "

The boss cried and said, "This ghost, ah, no, this old man." Are you sure? "

Paper Zha Wu said impatiently: "The old man has hundreds of souls, and he won't look away." "

The boss collapsed on the sofa, looking disheartened, but his mouth was saying irrelevant nonsense: "My wife has been dead for many years, only one son, went to college, and I don't come back once in ten or eight years, so I live here alone." "

The fat man touched his chin, looked at me and said, "Xu You, it seems that you haven't been home for ten or eight years." "

I glared at him and said angrily, "What do you know?" I don't care about you. "

After a few moments, he shuddered and pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket and dialed a number. The phone didn't connect, so he dialed it again. Then the third time, the fourth time. No one answered the phone.

We all looked at the boss sympathetically.

But the owner of the bun stall was persistent, dialing the phone over and over again. He's dying now, and he can't care about anything.

Finally, the phone went through. The voice in the microphone was very loud, although I couldn't hear what was said, but judging from the boss's face, it didn't look like a good word.

The owner of the bun stall trembled and said, "Son, when will you come back to see me." "

Two seconds later, he put the phone down in a daze. The other party didn't know what Lu Dao said, and then hung up his phone.

The owner of the bun stall had a bitter face on his face, and then dialed the phone. When the phone finally came through, he yelled desperately, "I'm going to die." I'm going to die, and I can't live today. Then he threw the phone on the table.

The phone spun around on the table, fell to the ground again, snapped, and fell apart.

We were all startled by the suddenly furious bun stall owner and asked, "Are you okay?" "

The boss shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay." Masters, can I ask you for one thing? "

We asked, "What's the matter?" But let's be clear. If you are at the end of your life, we can't protect you, and change your life against the sky, this kind of thing generally no one dares to do. "

The boss looked at us pitifully: "My son will be back tomorrow, and I want to see him at the last of my best." "

We looked at him and were silent.

The boss was about to cry, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing: "A few masters, help me, okay?" "

The thin man shook his head: "Boss, it's not that we don't help you." Your longevity is almost over. If there really is a bad luck coming to catch you tonight, and we forcibly leave you behind, it will be tantamount to opposing the underworld. We are just little Taoists, there is no need to embarrass us like this. "

The boss suddenly stood up tremblingly and rummaged through the room. He pulled out a cloth bag from the bottom of the box. After the cloth bag is untied, there is an iron box, and a combination lock is attached to the iron box, and after the combination lock is untied, it is a cloth bag. In this way, he opened three layers inside and three layers outside. At the back of the opening, there is an envelope with a slightly retro style. It should have been more than ten years ago.

The boss opened the envelope, but his hands trembled violently, and the envelope was torn. Then there was a bang from inside, and a lot of small books fell out. It's like a document.

The boss took the small books in his hand and handed them to us: "This is my real estate certificate, and my stack is my passbook, which I have saved since the day my son was born, and I originally planned to buy him a house." These bank cards are used to see a doctor when you are old. And this, this is the cemetery I bought."

The boss explained the same. Then he handed the little books to us: "All for you." How about letting me see my son? "

The thin man blinked: "All to us?" So what did your son take to buy a house? "

The boss was recognized, wiped his sweat with embarrassment, and said, "I still have a house." A few masters, these are not a few, millions. Would it be okay for me to live one more day? "

The sloppy Taoist priest opened his eyes when he saw the money: "Why don't we help him?" "

The thin man flatly refused: "Can you fight the people of the underworld?" "

The sloppy Taoist priest said: "It is not necessarily a person from the underworld who comes tonight, it may be a Taoist priest like us. Besides, even if the people from the underworld come, we won't necessarily be their opponents together. Anyway, you're already going to the underworld, so it's time to use these yin differences to practice your hands and warm up. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win all battles, how about it? "

The thin man was a little moved, but he hesitated: "It doesn't seem to be good to startle the snake." "

Mrs. Zhang said, "Aren't we going to ask where the ghost town is?" Just scratch two tongues. Anyway, the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark. After asking about the situation, we will hide. There should be no problem delaying until July 14. "

We nodded, "So do it." "

When the boss saw that we agreed, he was ecstatic and stuffed the passbooks and bank cards into our arms.

The sloppy Taoist priest was unceremoniously, accepted all the money, and then said to the boss: "Brother, let's make it clear." Whether the bad luck comes tonight or not, the money will be ours. "

The boss nodded: "Of course, of course." "

Now that it's been discussed. We began to set up.

The thin man first entrusted the sloppy Taoist priest to go to the hotel and return the house. Then we started to figure out how to prevent people from being caught by the shadows.

The owner's house is close to the scenic area. And he lives on the third floor, looking from the window, he can see the situation of the scenic spot.

We discussed it for a while and came up with a solution. We closed all the windows, plastered them with ghost charms, and closed the curtains. As for the gate, the chain is not locked, it is just hidden.

The reason is simple, no matter how strong the building is, it is impossible to block the shade. Instead of trying to keep the ghost out, let's just let them in, invite you into the urn, and then lay a net to catch him.

The thin man helped the boss make a paper figure stand-in. This stand-in is very exquisite, with a nose and eyes, not worse than the paper shop, and when I look at it suddenly, I even think it is a real person. I couldn't help but sigh, the thin man is really the true biography of Wu.

The boss drips blood on the paper figure and writes the eight characters of the birthday. It was placed in the living room, facing the door, as if it was waiting for someone.

Paper Zha Wu looked at it and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, this craft is no longer under me." Then he burrowed back into the mahogany sword. For a while, he will start a war with Yincha, and he will hide if he can, and he doesn't want to participate. Fortunately, there are many masters on our side, even if there is no paper, it is nothing.

The evening came. Each of us wore the filial piety clothes left to us by the abbot. A body of yang energy converges. All the lights in the house were turned off, and only candles were lit in the living room.

Then we hid in one of the bedrooms and waited for the shadow to come to the door.

The owner of the bun stall waited nervously, chattering all the time, asking us about the underworld. We don't know what to do at all, and we have been impatiently perfunctory to him.

Minutes and seconds passed. We waited nervously for hours, and there was no movement outside. The sloppy Taoist priest yawned: "It seems that the yin cha will not come tonight." "

The thin man was also a little relaxed: "Otherwise, we will guard in shifts." The rest went to bed first. "

We were discussing, and Mrs. Zhang and Wen Yu said almost at the same time, "Someone is coming." "

Immediately after, we heard footsteps. Then there was a knock outside the door, dangdang, a few knocks.

I looked at my watch and it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

I was surprised: "This ghost is very polite, and the soul of the hooker actually knocks on the door." "

Wushuang whispered: "This kid is so fearless, and he knocked on the door, and asked him to look good for a while." "

The people outside knocked on the door, and then shouted: "Lao Xie, have you slept?" "

The boss next to us began to shiver violently. We have seen his passbook just now, and his surname is indeed Xie.

When the boss saw us looking at him, he whispered, "It seems to be Ma San's voice outside." It's the one who runs the amusement park. "

We nodded: "Looks like there's something wrong with this kid." "

Seeing that there was no one in the house, Ma San actually pushed the door and walked in. Then, at a glance, he saw the paper figure sitting on the sofa.

The thin man's technique is very clever. In addition, we made this place full of gloom, Ma San didn't see the flaw, and by the candlelight, he walked towards the paper figure step by step, and said softly as he walked: "Old Xie? Old Xie? "

Suddenly, just as he was about to walk up to the paper man, he suddenly stopped. After hesitating for a moment, he scratched his head and said, "Why don't you ignore me?" "

Then he dug into his trouser pocket and took out a wallet, which was still on the sofa: "Lao Xie, just after work, I was cleaning in the amusement city and found your wallet." Why did you leave it out there? Ay? Why don't you ignore me? "

Then, he muttered a few words. Turned around and walked away.