Chapter 8: It's Too Noisy...

After appeasing Ling'er, Liu's mother turned around and went upstairs.

When she arrived at the room, she went straight to bed and fell asleep, and after sleeping for half an hour, she suddenly opened her eyes.

She tidied up and walked over to the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror rippled in layers, and then the appearance of a woman appeared.

If Ling'er is here, she can see that the woman in the bronze mirror is the same as Su Niang.

However, she is younger and more enchanting than Su Niang.

"There's nothing unusual over there, is there?" The woman asked.

"Nope! But today, a Taoist priest came to inquire about Su Niang, who should have been entrusted by Su Niang's concubine before her death to help her redeem herself!

has been sent away. Liu's mother hurriedly said.

"That's not what I'm asking!" The woman said angrily. "The city god of Qiantang County is dead!"

"What?" Mother Liu looked at her incredulously. "Lord Chenghuang will also die?"

"Soul Flying!" The woman didn't know how to explain it.

"If there is anything unusual over there, report it in time!"

Mother Liu hurriedly told the story of the silkworm demon, and the woman said in a deep voice, "In this way, the death of this silkworm demon may have something to do with Chenghuang."

This Chenghuang of Qiantang is greedy for money and stupid, if he cultivates a little benevolence, where will he die without leaving even a clue! ”

Liu's mother felt that this kind of thing was not something she should listen to.

"Just now! Don't let a third person know! The woman said.

"I know what's important."

The ripples of the bronze mirror subsided, and it became an ordinary copper mirror again.

Zhang Yange went to a mass grave outside the city, and after finding that it was indeed impossible to determine the location of Su Niang's body, he had no choice but to give up.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Zhang Yange gave Mrs. Huang ninety taels of silver, "Su Niang is dead!" I will pay you back in a few days for ten taels of silver. ”

"What!" Madame Huang was obviously a little surprised.

Zhang Yange explained, she sighed, "If it weren't for Xiaojiao, I would also want to go with my husband." The ten taels of silver, Daoist Xiao Zhang don't want to say anything more, you have taken care of our mother and son during this time.

If we have received the money, what have become of us? ”

"One yard to one yard!" Zhang Yange said seriously.

In the end, they couldn't resist Zhang Yange, but they glanced at Zhang Yange when they took the ninety taels of silver.

There was a hint of resentment in his eyes...

"Mother, what is Daoist Zhang doing with so much money today?" Huang Xiaojiao couldn't help but ask.

It's not that he's reluctant, he's just curious.

Mrs. Huang's face was slightly red under the candlelight, "You don't inquire about adult affairs!" ”

The sound of the beating sounded...

"Go to sleep." Mrs. Huang is not too early to see it.

Huang Xiaojiao watched his mother leave this time after falling asleep.

"It's dry! Watch out for the candles! The watchman shouted as he walked through the streets.

The night is divided into five watches, and every time a watch arrives, the watchman will hold a bang and a gong to tell the time. In addition to telling the time, they also have the duty of fire prevention and theft prevention.

The watchmen were old and young, and the older ones yawned.

"Hurry up, boy, in a few days, I'll give you the bangzi."

"Dad, I'll be scared alone!"

"I'm afraid of a fart, let's go through the streets and alleys to tell the time and keep everyone safe! As long as you don't do bad things, you don't have to be afraid of anything! ”

The old man has been a watchman all his life, and he has indeed seen a lot of strange things in the dead of night, and there are strange things.

But he has not been affected by anything.

"Oh."

This child was bold when he was a child, but after a serious illness when he was six years old, his body was not as bold as before.

If it weren't for the monthly income of 100 yuan, the old man would naturally not let his son do it.

"Let you go, if it's really dangerous! Then he knocked on the bangzi, and the city god heard it and came back to save us. When the old man saw that his son was afraid, he said with relief.

"Daddy! Doesn't that mean there's a danger? The son suddenly shouted.

"Just in case! Daddy said just in case! The old man smiled, "You kid is bolder, your father and I have worked all my life, isn't it good!" ”

The father and son turned around and sat down in the temple of the city god.

In the past, although this city god temple looked magnificent, sandalwood was swirling. But when the old man sat here, he always felt flustered.

Now there is no statue of the god of the city god.

But when he sat here, the old man felt very steady.

His son wasn't as flustered as he used to be.

"You squint for a while, I'll call you on the second watch, and you go alone!" The old man spoke.

"Daddy! I'm afraid! ”

The old man ignored him, he thought that his mother was too used to this kid.

On the second watch, he was pushed out of the City God Temple by his father.

Wang Er's voice was trembling when he shouted that the sky was dry, and he always felt that someone was following him when he looked back.

He remembered his father's words, ghosts don't hurt good people.

So he dared to walk the streets...

It took him half an hour to walk it all.

When he passed by Yizhuang, he heard the sound of singing.

Wang Er looked outside Yizhuang, and he didn't know when he set up the stage. It's so good to carry the sword and horse kung fu!

"Good!" He couldn't help but shout.

The sword Ma Dan threw a flattering look at him, and Wang Er suddenly felt that his soul was about to fly.

"Reward!"

"What do you give me in reward?" Dao Ma Dan was so far away from him, but Wang Er actually heard his words clearly.

"I don't have any money..."Wang Er said helplessly.

"But you have a life, can you give it to me..."

"Good!" Wang Er replied stupidly.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The hot feeling on his face made Wang Er sober up a lot.

"Life can't be given to you."

"You promised me." The knife Ma Dan appeared behind Wang Er at some point, and she was about to reach out and hug him.

There was a rapid banging sound...

"This old man can't find death!" Dao Ma Dan said viciously.

Wang Er is completely sober at this time, look at it again!

What a stage! What is the sword!

There is only a white miserable face, and the seven orifices are still bleeding!

Wang shouted loudly, "We have the protection of the city god, you dare to harm us!" ”

"Lord Chenghuang?" The white miserable face smiled. "Your Chenghuang in Chentang County has been scattered, and this place will be our world from now on... Hee-hee-ha-ha..."

Wang Yi was a little overwhelmed for a moment, and the sound of the bang in his hand didn't seem to be as powerful as just now.

"Your son's yang qi is too weak, it's not as good as you, an old man!" The white miserable face said with disgust.

Wang Er was disgusted by the ghosts, and he didn't dare to be angry or speak.

"Old man, you've lived so long! I'll let you die coolly, and you deserve to die! ”

"Get out of here!" Wang Yi didn't want to die, even if it was a cool death.

"Toast without eating and drinking! Then you two will die in a nightmare! Hee-hee-hee! Hahahaha! He spat at them with a miserable face.

The father and son only felt cold!

"You're laughing so loudly!"

Accompanied by Zhang Yange's voice, a thunderbolt fell!

The white miserable face was blasted into nothingness...

The second more...

(End of chapter)