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The weasel is worthy of being the only one in their village who has gone ashore, that is, he is clever, and without waiting for Jiang Ningning to speak, he directly swoops underground.

After a while, an old ghost in a long shirt came out.

The old ghost was holding a dirt in his hand, and he was eating a mouth full of dirt, when he was pulled out by a weasel, and looked at Jiang Ningning with a frightened face, "Eating dirt, breaking the law?" ”

Jiang Ningning: ......

"No, you're a ghost, you can eat dirt?"

The old ghost in the long shirt licked the soil on his lips, "I'm a hungry ghost, what do you eat if you don't eat soil?" Do you eat delicacies from the mountains and seas? Why not eat minced meat! ”

Jiang Ningning: ......

The upper and lower boys took a closer look at the old ghost in the long robe, it wasn't a starving ghost, wasn't this just an ordinary ghost who died of illness?

Did she read it wrong?

"What's your name?" Jiang Ningning asked, "How did you die?" ”

The old ghost in the long shirt is an honest ghost, and he will answer whatever he asks, "The soldiers are in chaos, and those who let the bandits kill will die unexpectedly." ”

Jiang Ningning raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How old were you when you died?"

The old ghost in the long shirt said, "I wasn't confused just now. ”

Just now, I was only in my forties.

That's a bit of a problem.

Jiang Ningning is calculating here, this old ghost died of illness, and he has a long life.

When he first saw this old ghost, Jiang Ningning sighed in his heart for a moment, this ghost was very good at maintenance before he was born, and he had a life expectancy in his seventies and a face in his forties.

It turned out to be really in his forties.

"Count yourself lucky today, don't eat soil, give you something good."

Jiang Ningning took out the ingots from his bag, found a secluded and uninhabited place, and ordered a bunch of them for the old ghost and weasel.

Inhaled a mouthful of incense, and half of the weasel's body suddenly became crispy.

"Ah~"

"What a delicious thing this is!"

"No wonder Brother Snake was choked and beaten by that incense last time at Master Ma's house!"

Speaking of this, the weasel couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"I'll eat like a baby!"

"Can I keep half of this incense? There are a lot of weasels in our village who can't eat such a good fragrance until they die, can I bring them back and taste it? ”

Jiang Ningning glanced at him, "Eat you, when you want to go back to your village, I'll bring you some." ”

The weasel cried as soon as he spoke, and kowtowed to Jiang Ningning with a bang, "In the future, I will serve you as a cow and a horse!" ”

Jiang Ningning rolled his eyes, "Don't think I don't know that you want to go home with me to cheat on food and drink." ”

Careful thinking was exposed, and the weasel's crying suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to eat.

Jiang Ningning looked at the old ghost in the long shirt, "Do you remember how you became a starving ghost?" ”

The old ghost in the long shirt has eaten the soil for a long time, and it is the first time he has eaten such a good fragrance, and he doesn't raise his head when he gobbles it up.

"It just happened suddenly."

"Although I was killed by bandits before, I also ate a meal of dumplings before the killing, and I was very full."

"After I became a ghost, I thought, what's the point of being a human being? It's okay to be reincarnated in a good family, but if you are reincarnated in an ordinary family, then you don't have to go to school, work, give birth to a child, raise a grandchild, and no one rolls cabbage. ”

"You can't afford to buy a house while you're alive, and you can't afford a tomb when you're dead."

"How good it would be for me to die like this."

"My children and grandchildren are filial, and they will bring me things during the New Year's holidays, and I will not lack food or drink."

Speaking of this, the old ghost in the long shirt suddenly sat on the ground, howling and crying, his liver and intestines were broken, and he did not forget to eat it.

"I used to be doing well, but suddenly one day, I couldn't receive anything from my children and grandchildren, and I was very hungry every day, and I wanted to eat everything I saw, especially people."

"But I can't eat it, and if I eat people, I'm doing a sin, and what if it affects my descendants."

"But I can't go hungry, so I can only eat dirt."

He was heartbroken, and after speaking, he knelt up and kowtowed to Jiang Ningning.

"Girl, since you can see me, you can see that you have some skills, can my little old man ask you to help me check? What the hell am I doing? Why am I suddenly starving? What happened to my children and grandchildren, why didn't you burn it for me? ”

Jiang Ningning said in his heart: Not only have you become a starving ghost, you are not yourself now.

However, Jiang Ningning didn't say much, just asked: "You died back then, is there a tomb?" ”

The old ghost in the robe nodded immediately, "Yes, yes." ”

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Ningning with anticipation, "Does the girl want to go and sit?" ”

Jiang Ningning: ......

God, I'm going to sit down.

Yunling Mountain on the outskirts of Ningcheng.

The weasel jumped up and down, "This mountain feng shui is good, there are dragon veins!" ”

The old ghost in the long shirt said, "Ang, I am the dragon vein." ”

The weasel almost threw himself on the brake with one foot, and looked at the old ghost in the long shirt in astonishment, "What? ”

The old ghost in the long shirt said: "I was a prince when I was alive, although I didn't ascend the throne, I can count it as a dragon vein, right?" ”

The weasels were stunned!

"The Prince?"

The old ghost in the long shirt nodded, "Ang, the fifth prince, my father named me the king of Yongning, Ningcheng is my fiefdom, and this mountain used to be mine." ”

Weasel tsk.

"No wonder you don't want to be reincarnated, this thing, reincarnation may not be able to be a prince, what a big psychological gap, no, don't you all have imperial tombs? Why aren't you buried in the Imperial Mausoleum? ”

The old ghost in the long shirt said: "At that time, I was already in chaos, and I returned to the imperial tomb, so it would be good to be buried." ”

As he spoke, the graveyard of the old ghost in the long shirt arrived.

Now this mountain is already a scenic tourist area, the mountain is densely wooded, the steps are repaired and winding and smooth, and there is no tomb underneath.

"This is it." The old ghost in the long shirt pointed to a tree, "This is down here." ”

After speaking, he pointed to a tree next to him, "Originally, I was the only one living here, but not long ago, a neighbor moved here." ”

"Not long ago?" The weasel asked Jiang Ningning: "This mountain is now a scenic area, can't it be buried?" ”

Jiang Ningning nodded and asked the old ghost in the long robe, "Did you become a starving ghost because you started with a neighbor?" ”

The old ghost in the long shirt was stunned for a moment, and slapped his head suddenly, "That's it!" ”

After speaking, he swished to the neighbor's cemetery and roared angrily: "Ox sledgehammer!" You come out for me! ”

"What is it called, what is it called, it is noisy!"

A shrill female voice came from beneath the ground.

The weasel was dumbfounded, "A woman's name is Bull Sledgehammer?" After speaking, his dumbfounded eyes doubled, "No, it's listening to movement inside, yes...... Fox? A fox, she is not called Hu Da Hammer, why is it called Niu Da Hammer? ”

It's simply unscientific!

Jiang Ningning raised his chin in the direction of the cemetery and instructed the weasel, "Get it out." ”

The weasel screamed, "No, we weasels can't beat the fox!" ”

"Get it out and give you some incense."

"But I just won't admit defeat!" The weasel rushed over in a majestic manner and plunged headlong into the dirt.

In the blink of an eye.

"Mom, help!"

The fart was rolling, the urine was runny, the nose was blue, and the face was swollen.

Behind it, followed by a fox with a furry tail, pounced on it with a fierce face and bit the weasel.