After dinner, he helped Uncle Nine and Qiusheng clean up the mountains of dark coins, and Wen Cai ran to the Demon Suppression Hall in a hurry.

Shi Haobo, Shi Yingqiu, Mi Mi, and the little zombie sat around the table, gnawing on sugarcane, and when they saw Wen Cai entering the door, they beckoned him to come over and eat together. Wencai was not polite, and sat on the stool.

"Brother Wencai, here you go!" Mi Mi handed a piece of sugar cane to Wen Cai.

Wen Cai's eyes were straight, staring at Mi Mi's delicate little hands and snow-white wrists, and he was flawless for a moment. Mi Mi said angrily: "Brother Wencai, you take it, my hands are sore!" ”

Suddenly woke up, Wen Cai looked at Mi Mi, only to see her thick hair, fair face, beautiful to the bones, pure and revealing the charm of seduction, disgusted eyes, as if she could hook people's souls.

"Uh-huh!" Shi Yingqiu glanced at Mi Mi.

Mi Mi smiled skillfully, even more charming, Wencai woke up like a dream, hurriedly took the sugarcane, lowered his head and gnawed hard, not daring to look at Mi Mi, his heart was pounding wildly, and he secretly said: Fox spirit!

"Wencai, today is the Midyear Festival, don't you stay in Yizhuang, aren't you afraid of running around and hitting ghosts?" Shi Haobo said with a smile.

Wen Cai then remembered his thoughts and said: "Haobo, Yingqiu, Mi Mi, little zombie, my master invited the troupe to sing in the theater, let's go see it together." ”

Shi Haobo said strangely: "Singing in the Midyear Festival? ”

"Brother!" Shi Yingqiu shouted, pretending to regret it: "Wencai, you go by yourself, we can't leave." ”

"Can't leave?"

Shi Haobo explained: "Every year in the Midyear Festival, there will be accidents in the village and the city, my father and mother went to Longhu Mountain a few days ago to visit the seriously ill Uncle Renxi, and Aunt Rourou is alone at home, I'm afraid I can't be busy, we help her at home." ”

Wen Cai volunteered: "I will also stay and help." ”

Yingqiu said with disgust: "Wencai, you better go to the theater, we will take care of you if we stay." ”

Sugar cane is suddenly not sweet.

Wen Cai was very hurt, stood up and said, "You don't go, I'll go by myself." ”

"Go ahead, be careful on the road!" Yingqiu thoughtfully admonished.

Seeing Wen Cai leave the Demon Suppression Hall, Shi Haobo looked at Shi Yingqiu and asked: "Yingqiu, what kind of famous hall are you doing, singing on the Midyear Festival, knocking and beating, many ghosts, why do you still persuade Wen Cai to go to the theater?" ”

Yingqiu said with a smile: "I heard my father and Aunt Rourou say that tonight's play is for ghosts." Looking at Wencai's stupidity, he must not know yet. ”

"You're too bold, right, what if something happens?"

Yingqiu said disappreliantly: "What are you afraid of, the opera troupe was invited by Uncle Lin, they will definitely remind Wencai, and there are ghosts to guard, ghosts will never dare to harm people, at most they will scare him, who made him stare at Mi Mi just now." Uncle Xiao is right, their brothers are two little ruffians. ”

Haobo was speechless: "It's Mi Mi who makes the bad first." ”

Mi Mi blinked, "Is there one?" ”

Shi Haobo was defeated in an instant, lowered his head and gnawed on the sugar cane, and secretly said 'fox spirit'. Yingqiu's eyes stared at Mi Mi without blinking, and said obsessively: "Mi Mi, you are so beautiful!" ”

Mi Mi giggled: "Yingqiu, you are beautiful." ”

This is insincere, Shi Yingqiu is fifteen years old this year, her round little face has been thinner, her eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth are like Zhong Xiaoyun, her face is similar to Shi Jian, narrow and delicate, beautiful and moving, but compared with Mi Mi, it is still a little inferior.

The literary talent who gnawed on the sugarcane and went to the theater did not know that he was being 'gentle and considerate' in the autumn pit.

Entering the theater, he was surprised to find that there was no one in the audience, just a few flower-faced martial arts Hua Dan babbling and singing on the stage, one of them had eye cramps, or what's wrong, and kept glancing at himself.

Wen Cai looked around, suddenly understood, put the sugar cane under the flank, clapped his hands, and shouted: "Okay! ”

The man whispered, and he didn't bother to care about Wencai, and concentrated on singing his own play. For the first time, Wen Cai watched a play alone, and he was very interested in watching it, and applauded loudly from time to time.

The curtain on the left wall was lifted, and Uncle Nine and Qiusheng peeked out, and Qiusheng was puzzled: "Master, aren't you singing to ghosts, what about ghosts?" ”

"How can you see if you don't open your eyes."

Uncle Nine cast an eye-opening spell on Qiusheng, looked at it again, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, only to see that in the empty theater, one hundred and ten people appeared out of thin air, with green light on their bodies, gloomy and terrifying.

"Master, there are so many ghosts!" Qiusheng whispered.

"I've all sung to the ghosts."

"I'll go in and call Wen Cai out......"

"Wait, there are so many ghosts, you just go in and call people to alarm them all." Saying that, Uncle Nine performed the technique, tied a red rope on Qiusheng's finger, and advised: "Go in and call Wencai to come out." ”

"Don't worry, Master!"

Qiusheng was also bold and walked in calmly. Originally, there was nothing to do, a beautiful and refined female ghost suddenly fell from the sky, disheveled, slightly exposed shoulders, coquettish and seductive, Qiusheng is easy to be fascinated by ghosts, and there is a ghost record, confused for a while, fascinated, even with literary talents, ghosts and ghosts, bold and reckless, with Maoshan Fu put down the guard ghost.

Hundreds of ghost wolves gathered in the theater rushed and fled in all directions, Uncle Nine secretly said that it was not good, rushed into the theater, cast spells to catch ghosts, he did not have three heads and six arms, only caught a few, and all the other ghosts fled.

Qiusheng and Wencai, who were in trouble, didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and ran out to play with the female ghost Xiaoli for a while before returning to Yizhuang.

"Qiusheng, if we let go of so many ghosts, will Master scold us?"

"Won't ......"

Pushing open the door, Uncle Nine and several ghosts looked at the two of them together, Qiusheng and Wencai swallowed their saliva, and were silent.

The ghost talked nonsense and negotiated with Uncle Nine, and Uncle Nine ate a ball of mud, and replied with nonsense, bargaining, and reached a consensus in the middle of the sound.

Just as the ninth uncle was about to compromise, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, Qiusheng and Wencai turned their heads to look, and they were immediately overjoyed, and shouted: "Aunt Shi......"

"You two!" Bai Rourou nodded at them with her hand, and took Shi Haobo, Shi Yingqiu, and Mi Mi into the house.

Uncle Nine stood up and saluted, "Senior sister." ”

"Uncle Nine!" Haobo, Yingqiu, and Mi Mi shouted.

Bai Rourou replied with a salute and said to several ghosts: "My husband already knows about this matter, and he asked me to tell you that he will find a way to catch the escaped ghosts and give an explanation to the underworld." ”

“(?? w?)? Hey. A ghost shouted.

Bai Rou said: "Please speak to people." ”

Several ghosts glanced at each other, and the ghost who had just said nonsense said, "Since Sect Master Shi Jian is the guarantor, we will not pursue it." ”

Uncle Nine exclaimed: "You can speak human words, huh? ”

“|??? w??)???”

Leaving a nonsense that made Uncle Jiu's face ugly, several ghosts suddenly disappeared. Bai Rourou didn't understand nonsense, and asked Uncle Jiu, "What did they say?" ”

Uncle Nine shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything." ”

"Wow, Uncle Shi, you are too prestigious, let the ghost say human words." Qiusheng ran over and touted.

Bai Rourou smiled and said: "It's not me who is majestic, it's your master Bo Weifeng." ”

Wen Cai was timid and asked, "Uncle Shi, are we all right?" ”

"The underworld doesn't trouble you, and your master won't let you two go." Bai Rourou said to Uncle Jiu: "Senior Brother Lin, my husband is rushing back, he asked you to gather the Maoshan disciples around Fenghai, and everyone will work together to catch ghosts." ”

Working together to catch ghosts is a pretext, Shi Jian alone can catch the escaped ghosts, the reason why everyone is called is because there are too many newcomers to the same family, some have never met, take this opportunity to get to know each other, the second is to teach Qiusheng and Wencai in public, to warn others, and the third is for an unexpected thing.

"I'll do it right away." Uncle Nine nodded.

"You're busy, let's go."

When passing by Qiusheng and Wencai, Shi Haobo said sympathetically: "You two ask for more blessings!" ”

Yingqiu patted the two of them on the shoulder and gloated: "You're done!" ”

"Master......" Wen Cai shouted with a sad face.

Uncle Nine sighed: "Be a man, learn to face reality." ”

Soon after, the Maoshan disciples who received the message from the ninth uncle rushed to Yizhuang, Bai Rourou, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and Sue Gu arrived first, and six or seven Shizi generations such as Shiduan and Shijing arrived with their apprentices. Four-eyed, numb went out for a walk, but couldn't catch up. The Taoist elders and others sitting in Panyu are elders, so it is not good to alarm them. The first one in the west was too far away, and when he came, the daylilies were cold.

Everyone exchanged a few words of greeting, sat down in turn, and Uncle Nine said: "Qiusheng and Wencai have let go of hundreds of ghosts, if these ghosts are not caught, they will harm people everywhere and disturb the yang world, it is difficult to catch them back on my own, so please come and help." ”

The people present all looked at Qiusheng and Wencai behind Uncle Jiu, and saw that the two of them were uncomfortable, in a trance, and uneasy.

Shi Duan said: "Senior Brother Lin, let's talk about it when Uncle Jian comes." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden greeting from outside the door, 'Uncle Master, Uncle Master', Uncle Nine and others hurriedly got up to greet each other, Shi Jian and Zhong Xiaoyun walked into the hall, the former sat directly on the main seat, and the latter walked towards Bai Rourou.

"Sit down."

After everyone sat down, Shi Jian spoke: "Who will tell me what happened?" ”

"Big Brother ......"

Shi Jian pressed his hand, "Senior Brother Lin, you sit down, whoever is in trouble will be in trouble, don't the disciples of Maoshan even have this responsibility?" ”

Qiusheng was afraid of Shi Jian, and was provoked by this, stepped forward and said loudly: "Uncle Master, I am responsible for the disaster." ”

"You're alone?"

"And me?" Wen Cai walked out tremblingly.

Shi Jian saw that he was scared like this, and shook his head secretly, feeling that the psychological quality of literary talents was not good, he should have practiced hard when he was a child, look at the hemp land, people have practiced it.

How did he know that Wen Cai was afraid of him.

"Let's talk about it."

Qiusheng explained the matter in detail, and after listening, he asked Wencai to talk about it again, and then asked: "Qiusheng, Wencai, do you think you did it right, or did you do it wrong?" ”