Idiom: Serve the tiger.

Legend has it that people who are eaten by tigers will become ghosts, and they will lead the way for the tiger to eat other people.

The commissioner from the provincial capital, in order to get a gun from the Renjia Township Villager Protection Regiment, became an accomplice of the wicked and lured the wolf into the house.

If he is not brought to justice, it is really unreasonable, but it depends on whether Ah Wei is hard enough.

"This guy has a background, and he has to pay attention to presenting evidence in court, otherwise, it will be difficult to be executed publicly."

"But privately......"

Ah Wei smiled wickedly.

Meng Fan is not interested in the affairs of officialdom, the so-called separatist forces, he is too lazy to deal with them, for the sake of the villagers in this county, it is indeed difficult for the commissioner to kill openly.

But just like Ah Wei hinted at, at present, the army is in chaos, ghosts, demons and monsters are rampant in the world, even if a person carries a gun, he may die in the middle of the road, or to put it another way:

Missing.

"Let's go, let's go for supper."

Uncle Nine pretended not to understand, he caught ghosts and demons to eliminate zombies, but he didn't make a move on people.

However, Meng Fan and Ah Wei's plan is beyond reproach, and there is indeed no reason to be exempt from punishment because the other party has a background.

If it is confirmed that this group of horse thieves was summoned by this person, it will not die...... Not enough to be outraged!

Early in the morning, the sun rises over Fuso.

Renjia Town.

Yizhuang.

Wen Cai, who was enjoying two days of happy life, was woken up, but he still pretended to be "I'm very happy" and asked what the result was.

And then......

He was sent to the market to buy chickens.

"Qiusheng, you go and catch ten big roosters to kill, and then go to the back hall to bring all the cinnabar stored in Yizhuang, draw talismans for the teacher, and strive to give one to every household within two days."

Uncle Nine wore a short dozen inside and a robe on the outside, and stood still in front of the table in the hall.

"Yes, Master."

"Brother Dao, do you need help?"

Mao Shanming, who came over to eat and drink, was full of eagerness, and added: "I'm still quite good at drawing talismans." ”

"Then it's going to be a troublesome fellow Daoist." Uncle Nine nodded.

After all, the population of the town is more than 10,000, even if each household is given one, it is also hard work, and it is good to have someone to help.

In this way, Meng Fan was also arrested.

Subsequently, Qiusheng, who had finished killing chickens and taking cinnabar, also joined in.

However, the literary talent who was sent out to buy a rooster ended up idle and helped cook a lunch.

In the afternoon of the same day, Maoshan Ming proposed to leave tomorrow morning, because he did not share the tribulation, the ninth uncle did not keep him, nor did he give Maoshan a secret book.

In the bamboo umbrella, the two ghosts of Dabao and Xiaobao are still waiting for boredom, after all, Yizhuang is a Taoist priest, and not everyone is so enlightened as Maoshan Ming, even if they don't eradicate the ghosts, they must be sealed.

Thinking of what the two ghosts did in the original play, Meng Fan didn't say much, and took it upon himself to break up this fate-

The Taoist who knows the ability of three-legged cats, with two loyal and righteous ghosts, one big and one small, is also quite warm.

As for money, things outside the body.

Mao Shanming has at least two moments, but he can't be hungry, but he doesn't want to get rich in this life.

It seems to be busy, but in fact it has a unique life, which lasts until the evening.

Thousands of yellow talismans lay quietly in the hall, such an exaggerated number, I am afraid that the ghost king will beat a drum in his heart when he sees it, for fear that it is a strong talisman such as thunder talisman and fire talisman.

However, it is impossible for Uncle Nine to issue this kind of dangerous talisman to ordinary villagers, and it is all a Rokka-repellent talisman, which will be automatically triggered immediately when encountering dirty things.

Among them, the effectiveness is strong and weak, Uncle Jiu and Meng Fan don't need to mention, the talisman drawn by Mao Shanming is also stronger than Qiusheng, after all, the latter has only been in the Tao for a long time.

"Master, I'm here."

Ah Wei pushed the door in, as usual on a peaceful day, carrying a delicate food box in his hand, and behind him was a group of village warriors.

"Hmm."

Uncle Nine rubbed his sore waist, and sighed in his heart that people had to serve old age, and the talisman drawing lasted from morning to evening, and he was sore and uncomfortable.

Next to him, Maoshan Mingdu couldn't help but want to open the bamboo umbrella and let Xiaobao out to beat his back.

"Coming to get a gun?" Meng Fan was nothing, looked at the gang of villagers and asked.

"Hehe, senior brother."

As he spoke, Ah Wei made a gesture of drawing his gun and shooting, which seemed to imply something.

And Meng Fan understood and led everyone towards the morgue, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

These are chaotic times.

Divide the forces, clear the remnants of the mites, the side door, the demons, the zombies......

Soon.

The villagers left with spears on their backs, and Ah Wei stood at the gate of Yizhuang, gave them money, and said that the past few days have been hard, and he invited the brothers to drink.

It is said that in order to buy a birthday gift for Uncle Jiu, this kid sold the house, and is currently temporarily living in a certain property in Master Ren's house, in a two-story small western-style building, so he still has a lot of cash around him, and he is much more generous than in the past.

"Deceived Kangxi"

Because of this, Uncle Nine plans to let Ah Wei live in Yizhuang after his birthday, anyway, this place is big, and he can also contact all kinds of supernatural events, which can be regarded as laying the foundation for the future.

There is one thing to say, just rely on Ah Wei to say hello every day, change his mind, often take Xiangyong to deal with the shortcomings of parents, uphold justice, and do not flinch when encountering left-handed horse thieves, he is better than Wencai.

In Meng Fan's opinion, it was expected that he would be recognized, and there didn't seem to be a test of talent in Uncle Jiu's apprenticeship standards.

Six people eat around a solid wood table.

"Master, it's your birthday in two days, and there is nothing troublesome in Renjiazhen, why don't you make a big deal about it?"

Ah Wei raised his small wine glass and said with a smile: "My cousin-in-law wants to organize the gentry of the county to celebrate your birthday, thank you for silently guarding the safety of the party all these years." ”

When it comes to this, Uncle Nine is not easy to refuse, and he is even more resistant in his heart.

People live in the world, and they inevitably socialize.

Cultivators are human beings after all, and they can't escape the sophistication of human beings, and even if they become immortals, they will find that they are just changing circles.

The disciples of Maoshan can enter the Yin Division, enjoy alternative immortality, and grind a ghost and immortal personality with endless longevity, relying on Sanmaojun-

The mountain of good and constant, the general Daizong, the leader of the life, the position of the nine palaces of the earth immortals, the persuasion of Tong Meng, the teaching of female officials, the teaching of all wonderful spirits, the rule of a hundred ghosts, the gate of the Zhenyin Palace.

"Just do what Master Ren wants."

Uncle Nine said reservedly.

On the left-hand side, Mao Shanming secretly envied in his heart.

is the so-called: there is a great deal of Confucianism in talking and laughing, there is no white ding, and the people in the county who want to celebrate the birthday of this Taoist brother must knock on the side in advance, this face...... It's enviable.

"It turns out that Brother Dao's birthday is coming, so it's not easy for me to go, bother for a few more days, and ask for a glass of wine to drink, don't mind?"

Hearing this, Uncle Nine immediately replied: "Brother Dao, what are these words, you are willing to come, it is Lin Mou's honor." ”

During the whole process, Meng Fan behaved very low-key, without interjecting, he was thinking in his heart, can he go to the corpse inn tonight to find three gamblers......

After all, if you are idle, you are idle, so it is better to enhance your relationship with the ghost kings, and win some good babies back by the way.

At this time, a thousand paper cranes pierced by yellow talismans flew in from outside Yizhuang, swaying all the way, as if it lacked stamina support and was unsustainable.