Qiu Ping, who returned to Gujing, didn't think about tea and food for a few days, and Xiao Hei had a sad face on his face.

The thought of going to school and exams soon, he felt that life was no longer fun at all.

"Click, click."

The little loach grabbed a piece of spiritual ore as if he was angry, and bit it down, and the rich spiritual essence nourished his body little by little, which made him feel more comfortable.

Alas, at such a young age, he has to bear so much pressure.

Loach life is so difficult, only relying on these spirit ores and spirit fruits can bring short-term pleasure to themselves.

Just as Qiu Ping sighed for a long time, there were suddenly cries outside the well.

The little loach pricked up its ears, turned its body into a black light, and then transformed into a boy and sat on the edge of the well.

In a house about 100 steps west of the ancient well, the door panel was dismantled early, and a thin old man was lying on it, no longer breathing at the moment.

Although this family is not wealthy, they still tried their best to tidy up a fairly eye-catching dress for the old man to change, and it should be a shroud.

The filial sons and grandsons on the side hugged their heads and cried, listening to them so sad.

"Another one left, I still remember that this kid used to steal my tribute, and I gave him a dream and beat him severely." The land lord didn't know when he came to Qiu Ping's side, looked at the old man on the door, and said with some emotion.

Shinto is long, but life is short, and in the 100 years since he became a god, life and death have only been a cycle of reciprocation for him.

It has long been commonplace.

The land lord chattered, picked up the "Life Book" again, and crossed out the old man's name with a pen.

This stroke means the death of another life.

Qiu Ping saw that these things had nothing to do with him, so he plunged into the ancient well again.

……

"Hahu."

Qiu Ping was lying on top of a pile of spirit ores, his mouth opening and closing, and from time to time a string of bubbles spit out of his mouth.

"I don't want to work, I don't want to go to school......" In the dream, he didn't know what was not very good, and his body shook from time to time.

Suddenly, he woke up from his sleep.

"Who's not sleeping this big night!"

Just now, he sensed a hint of a cold air machine intruding into his jurisdiction, and woke him up at once.

Qiu Ping pushed open the temple door with an unhappy face, and anyone who was disturbed from sleep would not be happy in his heart.

When he looked up, he saw a rickety old man wearing a black shroud wandering at the gate of his temple.

"Old man, you are in the wrong place, the Chenghuang Mansion is in that direction."

Qiu Ping recognized this old man, wasn't it the one who died during the day?

After death, the soul will go to the Chenghuang Mansion on its own, and then at the beginning of each month and in the middle of the month, it will go to the Yin Division under the leadership of the ghost.

I just don't know how this old man ran to the gate of his temple.

The old man's soul had no consciousness of its own, but just wandered in a daze, his head already against the temple wall, but still walking around under his feet.

Qiu Ping slapped his head and was speechless.

Inexplicably, a soul was running around at the door of his house, and he was thinking about whether to send it to the Yin and Yang Division, when he suddenly saw two figures walking along the underground river.

The two men were sloppy-looking, with sunken eyes, bulging upper lips, and a few hairs growing haphazardly on their bare heads.

It's just that they don't look ugly, but they are wearing a dark soap suit. One had chains in his hands, and the other had flails.

Seeing the old man's spirit wandering here, one of them shook the chain and took him up.

Qiu Ping's eyes widened and he looked at the two of them, they were both dressed as ghost officials, but their appearance was much more hideous than that of the Chenghuang Mansion.

"Huh? Why is there a little loach here? The two yin chasers dragged the soul, and Shi Shiran prepared to leave. When passing by the little loach, one of them turned his neck ninety degrees and stared at Qiu Ping with blazing eyes.

Qiu Ping pulled a stiff smile on his face, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he didn't know what the origin of the two ghosts in front of him was.

"You are the well god here, our two brothers are ghosts, and in the future, the souls in your vicinity don't need to go to the city god, and they will be directly led by us." Looking at the little loach's pitiful and bullying appearance, one of the ghosts opened his mouth and spoke.

"Oh." Qiu Ping nodded obediently, but he didn't think so, it doesn't matter to him who will guide the soul, as long as he doesn't come to trouble me.

"The two of you walk slowly, and you will often come to play in the future." Seeing that the two ghosts were about to leave, Qiu Ping said hello with a lot of mouths.

The ghost's footsteps paused, as if he remembered something.

"By the way, we brothers are not very familiar with the road in this world. Little loach, lead the way. If you agree, this will be given to you. One of the ghosts said with a smile, and the smile that should have been kind on his face could make the child cry.

He pulled out a cloud of pale cyan smoke from his bosom, and the smoke vaguely condensed into the appearance of a human face, making an expression of pain or laughter.

Little Loach wanted to refuse, he thought these two people were weird, and he didn't want to deal with them.

It's just that when the smoke was taken out, Huangquantai, which had been sleeping in the depths of his consciousness, suddenly sent out a signal of thirst, as if he wanted to get this thing very much.

Qiu Ping stretched out his hand to take it, and gently pinched the smoke, and the transformed human face let out a scream of "wow", and then turned into a painful expression.

The Huangquan Platform in the depths of his consciousness shook slightly, and the smoke in his hand was like a swimming snake, along Qiu Ping's mouth and nose, it suddenly drilled into his body, and then was directly inhaled into the Huangquan Platform.

"That's ...... Gone? ”

Qiu Ping didn't feel like anything had changed, and he didn't know what it was.

"I didn't expect it, it turns out that your little loach is still a fellow believer, and you have also smoked this blessed longevity qi?" The two ghosts glanced at each other, slightly surprised in their eyes.

"I didn't ...... No, I just pinched it and it got into my body on its own. "The first time Qiu Ping saw this thing, and even the name was the first time he heard it.

"Oh? I see, but if you suck it a few more times, you know it's a good thing. Come on, come on, I still have two more regiments, I'll give them to you. ”

One of the ghosts took out two more clouds of smoke and handed them to Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping just got it in his hand, and all of them were sucked away by Huangquantai.

What he didn't notice was that after inhaling three balls of Fushou Qi in a row, a trace of brilliance appeared in the originally stiff and dull pupils of the ghost boy in the Huangquan Terrace.

There will be an update in a while

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