Both ghosts wore tall official hats.

A white ghost, with a pale face, an old tongue sticking out, a mourning stick in his left hand, and a white high hat on his head with the words "Fortune at first sight" written on it.

In addition, there is a black ghost, his face is dark, and the hat on his head also has four words written "The world is peaceful".

The ghost is gloomy, and those who see it are frightened!

"Black and white impermanence!" The corners of Zhang Wen's eyes twitched.

Not long after seeing the bull head and horse noodles in London, I didn't expect to see black and white impermanence here again.

It is said that seeing black and white impermanence is not a bad thing.

If a living person sees Bai Wuchang in the wilderness and throws bricks and stones at him, he will smash back the gold and silver on his body, and when he has smashed all the gold and silver on his body, he will flee in shame.

And black impermanence, his real name is Fan Wuyi, the offender is not helped, as long as he is not a wrongdoer, he doesn't have to be afraid of him, black impermanence will not harm you at all, only catch the bad guys.

In addition to the living, it is also a good thing that people see black and white impermanence after death, proving that they will not be lonely souls and wild ghosts.

But this is just a legend, these two are the great gods of the underworld, and their reputation in the world is higher than that of some immortal monarchs and Taoist ancestors.

is even more respectfully called the seventh master and eight masters, if you really believe the legend to hit them with bricks, you think you have lived a long time.

Zhang Wen knew his previous preparations, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stop these two Yin Gods, and maybe it would cause them to misunderstand.

Let black and white impermanence grind, I'm afraid it's not my own long life.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, clenching his fists: "The two of you, you are old friends with Mao Xiaofang, can you allow you to chat with Mao Xiaofang in Xia?" ”

If black and white impermanence turns his face, Zhang Wen is not afraid, it is a big deal to teleport and escape.

It's just the matter of Gantian Town, and he has more than enough heart and not enough strength.

"Oh? He's a little friar. Bai Wuchang smiled miserably, and the old man with a long tongue drooping: "In the future, Mao Xiaofang will also work together in our underworld, and it is not impossible for you to talk for a few words." ”

Zhang Wen was overjoyed: "I have prepared wine and food for the two of you, please here!" ”

Ghosts love to drink, even black and white impermanence is not exempt from vulgarity, but this time it is black and white impermanence, not a little ghost, Zhang Wen prepared in advance The trick of hiding eggs in the wine jar has become a trick.

"Okay, okay, you guys talk slowly."

Black and white impermanence sat on the side.

The two ghosts were eating vegetables on the side, and Mao Xiaofang also floated in front of Zhang Wen.

"A-forin, I'm tired of you." Mao Xiaofang looked at Zhang Wen with a smile: "I didn't expect you to return to Gantian Town." ”

"Daochang Mao, you are going to go to the underworld on an errand in the future, congratulations." Zhang Wen also said with a smile.

Niu Tou Ma Mian said before that Zhang Wen's cultivation is not low, and he can also go to the underworld to do yin after death, Mao Xiaofang is an orthodox monk, and his Taoism is also higher than Zhang Wen's, and going to the underworld must not be an ordinary ghost.

"Alas, the manpower is poor, and he has no power to return to heaven." Mao Xiaofang sighed and said, "In the future, I hope you can help more." As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Hai and Ah Chu who had fallen asleep.

The cultivation of the two is low, and the ghost wind driven by the appearance of black and white impermanence makes the two fall asleep.

"Xiaohai is stupid, but he is single-minded, he practices hard every day, and he is also down-to-earth, and Ah Chu, although he is talented and intelligent, he is a great achievement, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, please keep an eye on the two of them in the future, if you really can't support it, it's okay if Fuxitang is scattered."

Ah Chu doesn't practice seriously, Xiao Hai practices hard every day, but in the end, the two of them have almost the same cultivation, and I can't tell if Ah Chu's talent is really high and too lazy, or Xiao Hai is too hard to cultivate but really too stupid.

Zhang Wen nodded: "Don't worry, Daoist Mao." ”

They talked about why Mao Xiaofang died, and Mao Xiaobian talked about Zhang Wen's experience after leaving.

Probably similar to what Xiaohai and Ah Chu said, there was an evil god in the mountain temple, and Mao Xiaofang tried his best to die with them, but he was powerless to return to the sky.

"The evil demon absorbs the evil thoughts and evil thoughts of the world and strengthens itself." Mao Xiaofang said solemnly: "Although I tried my best to kill them, I am afraid that I will not succeed in destroying them." ”

"Is there a way to wipe it out?" Zhang Wen asked hurriedly.

"Hmm"

Mao Xiaofang nodded: "Go to the outer heavens, the cave outside the cave, and find a magic knife, this knife can destroy demons!" ”

"It's not too early." Bai Wuchang had already put down the wine jar, pinched the shelled egg in his hand, and looked at Zhang Wen with a miserable smile: "The means are good, but you are interested, and you haven't been careful." ”

Yang wine can be drunk with ordinary ghosts, but it can't be drunk with black and white impermanence.

"Thank you both." Zhang Wen said immediately.

When leaving, Mao Xiaofang advised: "There is a book in the cabinet in my room, you can take it and learn it." ”

He said regretfully: "It's a pity that you and I are separated from yin and yang, otherwise it will ...... according to your qualifications."

Mao Xiaofang's voice was getting farther and farther away, and Zhang Wen could only hear the ruthless and flat voice of black and white impermanence: "Mao Xiaofang, it's time to hit the road." ”

Wait for black and white impermanence to leave with Mao Xiaofang.

When Zhang Wen and Mao Xiaofang were chatting, time passed very quickly, and it was dawn in the blink of an eye.

In the mourning hall, another gust of wind swept upside down and disappeared.

"Huh?" Xiao Hai rubbed his head and sat up: "Why did I fall asleep?" ”

"Yawn, I'm so tired!" Ah Chu also stretched his waist and stood up.

"By the way, Ninja, we're going to burn paper!"

Xiao Hai asked, "Will Master really come back tonight?" It's getting dawn. ”

"Daochang Mao has already returned." Zhang Wen said.

"Have you been back?"

Ah Chu didn't believe it, even if he had seen Zhang Wen do it, Ah Chu still didn't believe that Zhang Wen alone could deal with Yincha.

In his impression, his master is so powerful, and he often can't speak in front of ghosts.

"Believe it or not." Zhang Wen pointed to the wine table.

Ah Chu walked to the wine table suspiciously, looked down, and said with a smile: "The wine inside hasn't moved!" ”

"Huh?" Ah Chu then wondered, lowered his head and sniffed on the side of the wine jar: "Why doesn't there smell of wine at all?" ”

"Ashino! Did you pour the wine? What a waste! ”

Ah Chu called it a waste, but Xiao Hai was stunned and exclaimed, "It should be a ghost!" Master once said that after the ghost eats gas and the wine is sucked away, the taste is not as good as white water. ”

Zhang Wen also nodded, and it could be seen from here that Xiaohai's knowledge was stronger than that of Ah Chu.

There are cultural differences in many places, but it is a continent-wide tradition to worship ancestors.

In some places, food and tribute are revered, and after worshipping ancestors and going to the grave, they will take the dishes home and cook them again.

Some old people call it "fairy leftovers", saying that eating what the gods have enjoyed will bring blessings.

In fact, combined with the times, it is not difficult to understand that in this era, people can't eat food, how can they completely supply their own food to their ethereal ancestors.

The ancestors eat gas, the younger generations eat, the heart comes, the food goes into the stomach, so that the heart can be at ease.