A woman hugged her daughter and asked, "Master Hong, there is no land tax here, but there is still a human tax?" ”

The red-haired ghost was impatient: "You have all become the souls of the underworld, where do you get the human tax?" ”

The villagers were in an uproar, and even worse, they were full of tears, secretly hating that they were born too early, came too late, and were starved to death by their wives and children early.

The villagers asked again and again: "Master, if even the human tax is exempted!" But there is also conscription! ”

"Conscription?" The red-haired ghost was annoyed and shook his head again and again: "No, no." ”

"Nada tax, business tax, house tax, fishing tax, ......"

"Have you come here to recite the scriptures? No, no, don't pay anything, my mother doesn't take anything! The red-haired ghost jumped up angrily, and a wind blew those fluttering souls away, only the old village chief's soul was strong and motionless.

The villagers floated around, talking in a mixed manner, all of them in disbelief: "There is no conscription, and no taxes are collected, what does the mother here live on!" ”

"yes, yes, what do you live on."

"Isn't Niangniang also a hard-working person?"

The villagers' words were angry with red hair, blowing their beards and glaring, jumping three feet high, but they were finally stopped by Xue Cuo.

The old village chief hurriedly made a mistake to Xue Cuo, and then to the red hair and green hair: "The old man is not strange, the villain envy Li Shouyi of Tian Village, and he has not yet asked the names of the two masters." ”

Green hair said: "What master, we are the two vases on my mother's table, my mother's most beloved baby." ”

Red hair: "Yes, yes, the most beloved!" ”

The green-haired ghost interjected and said: "There are thousands of empty rooms, all of them are ownerless, you can just take them casually, don't bother the ghosts!" ”

The old village chief's eyes widened, and his voice was hoarse with excitement for a while: "The house is also sent?" ”

The red-haired ghost looked around at the decaying Yin City, and replied in a rough voice: "Yes, yes, except for the Soul Mansion, all ask for the building, Wangxiangtai, and you can take it elsewhere." ”

The scene was silent for a while, and the villagers suddenly spontaneously knelt down and kowtowed, and the red-haired ghost was confused, quietly retreated behind Xue Cuo, and muttered fiercely: "Big brother, these ghosts seem to want to eat me alive, it's really vicious." ”

The green-haired ghost replied: "Second brother, handsome ghosts like you and me are the most likely to be plotted against them. ”

Xue Cao looked at the faces of the two ghosts, and couldn't help but exclaim: "The two uncles are indeed born - red lips and white teeth. ”

The red hair and the green hair were suddenly proud and overjoyed.

The old village chief and the villagers were busy moving to a new house, and a group of people hula poured into the town, happy to die.

"Grandpa, grandpa, wait for me to go with you!"

Xue Cuo jumped up and wanted to take advantage of the situation to slip away together, but unfortunately his little short legs couldn't run fast, and he was hugged by the red-haired ghost, and he could only watch the sixty-year-old man walk like a fly, disappearing into the black, white and gray town.

The red-haired ghost supported Xue Cuo, the green-haired ghost held Xue Cuo's waist, and both of them smiled like flowers.

"Little boy, Niangniang said, if you are here, I will take you into the main hall."

"No, no, no."

"Let's go, let's go~"

"Eh, two uncles, it's only been a long time, why don't you walk around first, I'll just shop by myself."

The green-haired ghost shook his head angrily: "No, it can't be done, the mother said, the boiled duck can't fly." ”

Xue Cuo didn't dare to go when he heard it, his two little hands clung to the door frame, he couldn't wait to bite his teeth, and said in his heart: That stingy lady is afraid that she is not going to show her original form and eat me alive.

The green-haired ghost pulled him still, scratched his head, simply removed the door frame, and the two of them carried Xue Cuo to the lobby as if they were carrying a sedan chair.

Xue Cuo couldn't help but feel sad and gritted his teeth.

He secretly made up his mind that if the lady was polite, it would be better to swallow him in one bite, and he would suffer less. If he wanted to marinate it with a knife, he would scold and die generously!

The Yin City is dilapidated and withered, but the Soul Judgment Mansion is slightly better.

Its front yard is long, the main courtyard is wide, surrounded by corridor houses, the high hall mirror is set in the middle, it is like an official mansion, there are two stone statues of gods at the entrance of the hall, all are simple and cold, deep and majestic, just the same as the stone lion in front of the mansion, ruined the head.

The red-haired ghost carried Xue Cuo to the stone statue, and then lowered the door frame: "Little boy, there is the lobby in front, please take a few steps." ”

Xue is wrong to this point, he is no longer afraid, he is not afraid of death, he wants to see what medicine is sold in that Niangniang's gourd!

The way of incense is the most treacherous and mysterious, good at demagoguery, the cultivation world has also destroyed the new incense god kingdom in recent years, and the rescued mortal form is skeletal and sucking up the blood and qi cleanly, and if you can't save it, you can't die, you will only kowtow to the clay statue.

Xue Cuo's dislike for the God of Incense and Fire is the impact he saw with his own eyes, but what about the Immortal Gate, why don't those mortals like to live, but like to die?

Xue Cuo's heart was full of waves, and he comforted himself that he couldn't generalize from partiality, otherwise he would have misunderstood his colleagues in the world.

He walked in the door with a stiff face, and under his feet was a thin layer of dust, which was windless and automatic, beating Xuan'er.

The red-haired and green-haired stood in front of the stone statue, with a sentimental expression, "Brother, how can you have ashes on your body?"

Red Fur wiped his eyes and said to Green Fur: "Go and fetch water, you can't let my brother be covered by dust." ”

Xue walked a little farther away, and only saw two ghosts muttering in front of the statue, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

He kept an eye out for it, and at the same time memorized the spell.

But because there was no pen and paper, he quietly touched a pen that was about to run out of hair from the desk in the court, and took the pages of the book, leaving only a few blank and yellowed pages.

Xue Cuo worked hard to write, his eyes showed a fierce light, how could he sit still and wait for his Liuyun Peak Little Fu God to die!

Drawing and drawing, Xue Cuo suddenly discovered a strange thing.

"Where's the name?"

"Li Ergou."

"Zhu Wang."

"Zhong Xiaoshuang"

……

Xue Cuo's brows tightened, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't control the strokes, the bald brush moved by itself, and wrote names on the book one by one, extremely fast, counting more than a hundred and ten.

Xue Cuo raised his head and looked around: "Goddess Niangniang? ”

No one answered, and the court was silent.

I don't know when the sky began to fall paper money, at first very slowly, piecemeal, slowly, more and more falling.

Xue Cuo couldn't let go of his hand, and he couldn't control his aura, he was afraid and angry, so he was ruthless and sat on the high-backed chair: "What the hell do you want to do?!" ”

Duh-

Xue Cuo seemed to hear the sound of water flowing slowly in Ozawa.

From the moment he sat in the public hall, the originally quiet hall of the trial hall changed, and scenes flashed in front of Xue Cuo's eyes.

He saw the mountains of graves piled up with countless coffins, the earth stained black by the blood sacrifices, he saw the people who built the high platforms crushed by the sudden falling boulders, and he saw the blood pouring into them, and he saw the red and green babies on the edge of the lake being thrown into the water, and the fish and shrimp at the bottom of the lake were swarmed through countless white bones.

Those images were extremely strange, miserable and terrifying.

At the end of the picture, it will return to the black Daze, and the sky will fall with white paper money rain.

Xue was frightened and had a headache, and he hugged his little hand tightly: "Stop!" ”

The bald pen remained unmoved, writing down the names one by one, and the pen was as sharp as a knife, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

Xue Cuo's sweat was like rain, tortured by the flashing picture and painful, his chubby little hands were as pale as paper, and blood was faintly oozing between his fingers.

When he was about to take it anymore, the bald brush stopped, Xue Cuo was sweating profusely, and when he saw it, the book was windless and automatic, turning the pages in a hurry, each page had a name, and there were thousands of people when he counted them.

Xue Cuo was in a daze and saw a sparkling Daze.

A beautiful painting boat was parked on the Osawa area, and a monk with a handsome face wearing a blue robe was meditating.

Next to him sat a sick young man, dressed in fine clothes, carrying a lot of dense and black villains on his back.

Xue Cuo looked carefully, those villains suddenly turned their heads in the direction of Xue Cuo, and the dense white eyeballs startled Xue Cuo, and then those villains climbed up and down around the young man, and their mouths let out a howl like a cow and a bird, the cry was miserable and resentful, and Xue Cuo was sad in his heart.

When Xiaofeng opened his eyes and looked at the sky, he couldn't suppress the ghost talisman, and it seemed that his resentment was really big.

Li Zhizhou was blown by a gust of wind and had a headache, and when he saw his son foaming at the mouth, he said: "Immortal Chief, hasn't the time come yet?" ”

Xiao Feng frowned, and took a few steps with his sword: "It's less than noon, there is no immortal on duty on it, even if I burn the rune paper, it's useless." ”

Li Zhizhou's face was sad, He Yuan went out to borrow the head of the longevity, and he didn't want to miss the slightest, so he sneered: "Wait a little longer, Lord Zhizhou, Ling Gongzi is not bad for a moment." ”

Li Zhizhou snorted heavily, and Xiaofeng suddenly said, "The time has come." ”

The two of them held their breath and condensed, not daring to make a big move, and Xiaofeng commanded people to sacrifice three sacrifices and nine rituals before starting to burn the talisman.

The talisman is burned to the Ministry of Life, which indicates the cause and effect of the matter, and the number of gifts received by the longevity person is used to send the talisman to the inheritance.

Xue Cuo saw that the talisman was crowded with dense names, which were not much different from the names he had just written.

The blue talisman burned out, turned into a blue official letter, and flew into the sky.

Xue Cuo looked at it, and suddenly felt something, reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and actually grabbed it.

The blue official letter went straight up, and flew up with Xue Cuo, Xue Cuo hurriedly hooked the table with his foot, sank into the dantian, and dragged the official letter tightly.

It happened that the red-haired ghost and the green-haired ghost came in carrying water, and Xue Cuo hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, come and help!" ”

Seeing Xue Cuo flying up inexplicably, the two ghosts rushed towards the roof, and hurriedly rushed over and dragged Xue Cuo down.

Xue Cuo's face was hideous, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

"Pull—"

The red-haired ghost and the green-haired ghost gritted their teeth and worked hard together, the blue letter had never encountered such a thing, and the person who drew the talisman did not expect this situation at all, the talisman swayed up and down, as if it was about to break through the shackles, but it fell little by little.

"Keep pulling," Xue Cuo was originally exerting force, but suddenly he was shocked, and kicked his legs and said, "Uncle, don't pull my pants!" ”

Thorn -

The official letter fell down with Xue Cuo.

Xue Cuo shyly hid behind the desk and tied his pants.

The red-haired ghost said secretly: "What a big slap mark on his buttocks." ”

The green-haired ghost said in a rough voice: "You are too eyeless to see, can this be said?" Be quiet. ”

Xue Cuo's face was red at first, and then blackened.

Howling Wind saw that the official letter had flown halfway and disappeared into thin air, and he was greatly surprised.