Suddenly, a call was heard, and the people in front of the Temple turned their heads one after another, only to see a woman, limping through the crowd. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Many people know her, and this person was a generation of beauty when she was young. It's a pity that her young son died young, and her suicide attempt became lame, so she had to go to Su Ji to be a nurse.

Shaoguang has passed away, she is now old and yellow, her makeup is very sloppy, and a few strands of broken hair are scattered in front of her forehead. Whenever she passed by someone, she would hold that person's hand tightly, and plead with a glazed gaze:

"Please...... Let that kid go...... This child is a ...... of hard life."

The nurse's breathing was chaotic and rapid, and her long narrow eyes were full of tears, and she looked around dejectedly.

"Plop!"

She suddenly knelt on the ground and tore open the white cloth covering the bamboo basket, only to see that there were two silver shells inside. These two pieces of silver shells are all her property, and they were exchanged for all the dowries.

"Give it to you! Give it to you! Let him live!"

Hearing the poignant pleading, the people lowered their heads. The people in front of her stepped back to make way for her to the temple gate.

A wave of heat was slowly coming, and the nurse slowly raised her head. The firelight reflected her face red, and her dilated pupils reflected a sea of fire, only to see that the entire temple had been mercilessly engulfed by the fire!

The nurse finally couldn't hold back the pain and cried, the cry was like the mournful cry of an old bird, cutting people's hearts inch by inch.

At this moment a fat man came up, fell to his knees, and lamented:

"A man dies like a lamp goes out! How can I not feel sorry for my brother!"

“...... Who are you?"

The fat man suddenly howled and cried, crying more sadly than the nurse, but he didn't see a tear in his eyes.

"My name is Wang Laoqian, and I am Su Ji's best brother. As he spoke, he stuffed the silver shells in the basket into his pocket, and sobbed deliberately: "I will accept these two pieces of Ah Blockage first, so that I can hire someone to collect my brother's body." ”

After Wang Laoqian finished speaking, he got up and patted his bulging waist bag, wiped his hands on his greasy face, and walked away.

After he left, the people who watched coldly also walked down the star picking platform one after another, leaving only the nurse lying in front of the temple gate, watching the raging fire burn all night.

The next afternoon, Wang Laoqian did not come, but a few men from the Yama King Chou Tang came.

The four charred corpses were carried out of the rubble by the guys, and the corpses were burned beyond recognition, and even the nurse couldn't recognize which one was Su Ji. She lay beside the four charred corpses and cried for three days and three nights, even her intestines were blue, and she only regretted that she had driven away the barefoot Taoist priest in the first place.

At that time, including Su Ji's nurse, most people in Chaoge City didn't know how the fire at Tongtian Temple was started. The people who returned from the cemetery outside the city that day said that the four people in the temple had angered the gods and were burned alive by the heavenly fire.

This is obviously not the truth, but it is more reassuring than the truth.

Since the day of the fire at the Temple of Babel, some people have had four ghosts in their hearts. They claim to be there to get revenge on those who forced them to death. People hoped that the gods would be able to resist the demons, so they made up such a self-deceptive story.

Time flies, winter goes to spring.

With the melting ice and snow, the revival of everything, the vengeful ghost, as promised!

There are constant rumors of hauntings in Chaoge, and many large merchants have been harassed. Su Fu probed several times, but had no clue. The temple of Tongtian, which was originally deserted, has since become a ghost temple that no one dares to go to.

In the dead of night, the owl stood on the dry branch and chirped, and the strange cry echoed in the graveyard of the star-picking platform for a long time. The temple door was ajar and dark inside.

With a creak, the temple door slowly opened.

A stranger dressed in a blue satin robe walked in.

He lit a fire to illuminate the surroundings, and saw that it was covered with cobwebs, and in the corners were blackened torch heads, and there were tattered offering tables, lamp oil cans, and nothing else.

I'm afraid that even ghosts won't want to come to this kind of place, but this stranger has come in.

He found a dry flat ground behind the stone statue of the Babel Master, and fell sideways, apparently intending to spend the night here. He slept very soundly, like sleeping on a large soft bed.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of stone slabs rubbing suddenly came from the darkness.

Behind the stranger, a loose bluestone slab moved strangely, and a square gap appeared in the ground. Four dark shadows crawled out of the pitch-black ground through the gap, one of them dragging a long rope.

The sleeping stranger seemed to be completely unaware that four pairs of eyes were staring at him!

Suddenly, four dark shadows pinned the stranger to the ground, and a rope tied his feet together!

When the stranger suddenly woke up, he found himself hanging upside down on the beam of the roof of the shed, and there were four ghosts standing in front of him!

The first ghost had an ugly face and a hideous expression, and on the top of its head was a tumor shaped like a snake's crown, and purple veins protruded from it, like patterns on ceramics;

The second ghost was a dead man, with dull eyes, dressed in a black ragged robe, and so thin that he was only skinny and bone-like, like a living starving ghost;

The third ghost is a cowardly ghost at first glance. He only dared to look at people from under his eyebrows, and his legs trembled incessantly, as if it was not a stranger who was being hanged, but him.

Finally, look at this fourth ghost, who is the closest to a human in comparison. Although his clothes were ragged, his face was handsome and delicate, his eyes were smiling, but there was a faint evil aura in his smile, and his expression was always drunk, and he was holding a dirty wine gourd in his hand, obviously a drunkard.

This drunkard seems to be the leader of several other ghosts. He staggered over to the stranger and asked coldly:

"You're not too brave to hear it's haunted?"

The stranger replied:

"A ghost is a dead person, and a man is a living ghost. Of course, the haunted have heard of it, but the poor ghost has heard of it for the first time. I wanted to see and learn, but I never thought that there were no ghosts here, but there were four poor people. ”

The three ghosts looked at each other when they heard this, and only the drunkard sneered while drinking:

"Poor man is you! You will know in a moment that this ghost of mine is not only pitiful, but hateful! Since you are allowed to see the faces of the four of us, it means that it is impossible for you to get out alive!"

The stranger was not afraid, and said with a smile:

"Although the big families in the city have been disturbed by you, they have never heard of anyone being asked for their lives. It can be seen that as long as you have money, you don't want to die!" the stranger paused and corrected: "I have to say, you have also killed people......"

"Kill whom?" the drunkard asked.

"Yourself!"

"Yourself?"

"Everyone in the city knows that two years ago, the fire burned down the Temple of Tongtian, burning four people to death, and since then there have been four more ghosts!"

The stranger said that, only to hear the ghost tremble and say, "We are not those four ghosts...... The Four Ghosts Who Were Burned to ...... are all buried in ...... Picking up the stars...... The people of the song...... But I've seen four corpses with my own eyes......"

"You forgot where the stars are under the stage, and it's not difficult to find four corpses from the graveyard. ”

The stranger said that, the four ghosts were stunned, and even the drunkard stopped drinking or laughing, but just looked the stranger up and down, and said:

"You don't have a local accent. What do you do?"

"I'm a traveling merchant. If you are willing to let me down, I will give you a thousand pieces of gold as a token of thanks. ”

The four ghosts were itching when they heard this, and the ghost with the tumor immediately wanted to release them.

"Don't listen to him fart!" the drunkard stopped him and said, "This kid doesn't even blink an eyelid when he speaks." There are so many golden shells, the ghost is willing to sleep here!"

The stranger looked at the drunkard and recited aloud:

"There is a saying that those who practice medicine cannot heal themselves, those who follow the sword die by the sword, and those who are amorous die from love. I guess this brother who drinks is the amorous third son of the Su family, Su Ji!"

The drunkard put down the wine gourd and said gloomily: "Su Ji is a dead man buried in the yellow sand, and I am a living ghost who lingers in the world." I am alive and in the Su family, but I am not a ghost of the Su family when I am dead. I don't have a father, only three ghost brothers: hungry ghosts, perverts, and cowards. We don't want your money today, just your life!"

The stranger sighed:

"You don't want money, but I can still give you a benefit, which is worth a thousand gold shells. ”

"What's the benefit?" the tumor ghost asked quickly.

The stranger suddenly paused word by word and said seriously:

"I can help you become immortals!"

As soon as the stranger's words fell, the hungry ghost suddenly ran out of the temple gate like crazy! The other three ghosts hurriedly chased after him, grabbed him by the tattered black robe, and forced him back.

"Kill him!" shouted the hungry man!

This is the second sentence that a drunkard has ever heard from a hungry ghost in his life. He looked at the other two ghosts and asked:

"Do you think that boy in Tsing Yi should be killed?"

"Kill!" said the ghost flatly, "My father never speaks easily. He said to kill, presumably this guy is a demon!"

Hearing the word "demon", a pinch of pale cyan fox fur suddenly flashed inexplicably in the drunkard's mind.

"I can't help it, I can't help it!" The coward was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the drunkard, tugged on the drunkard's sleeve and said: "That person said that he could help us cultivate the truth, he must be a god!"

The drunkard shook off the coward who was pulling at his sleeve, and said helplessly:

"One says he's a demon, and the other says he's an immortal. Two said to kill, and one said not to kill. Looks like it's up to me to decide. ”

The drunkard turned and walked back to the stranger, and while looking at him like an animal, he drank pleasantly. The stranger saw the wine gourd in the drunkard's hand, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he spoke:

"You have to kill me, but can you beg for a drink before you die?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the drunkard's mouth, remembering that when he was waiting to die on the day of the fire, he also wanted to beg for a drink. He held up the wine gourd to the stranger and said:

"It's okay to drink, but you can only drink upside down, don't want me to let you down!"

Before the drunkard's words fell, the stranger had already snatched the wine gourd and drank it upside down. The half-gourd wine was drunk by him in one go.

The drunkard's eyes straightened when he saw it, and he was speechless. As a senior drunkard, he is not surprised by the strange posture of drinking, but he has never seen anyone drink upside down.

Everyone knows that "people go to high places, and water flows to low places." "If you don't choke to death when you drink upside down, you have to get your face all over it, and those who can do it definitely have real skills!

The stranger wiped his mouth and asked, "This is ten years of Magu?"

The drunkard laughed again. As soon as he heard this, he was sure that the stranger was also a drunkard. For him, if such a drunkard kills one, there will be one less confidant in this world.

Why should drunkards be embarrassed by drunkards?

Besides, a drunkard who can drink upside down, it's too late for him to admire, where is he willing to kill?

At this time, the foreigner's eyes were closed and motionless, as if to say, "Listen to the court."

In the mind of an alcoholic, anyone who knows how to drink and is not afraid of death can be regarded as a good man. He cut the rope, lowered the stranger, and said:

"Let's go. We don't embarrass you, and you don't have to embarrass us. ”

The stranger patted the dust on his body unhurriedly, and was not in a hurry to leave. He waved his hand at the four ghosts beside him, gathered them together, and said something mysteriously.

These words made a drunkard forget to drink, a pervert forgot to listen to a woman, and a hungry ghost forgot to eat, and even the most cautious cowards felt that his words were worth a try!