"Naturally, it doesn't count. The old ghost said calmly: "I have been trapped for nearly a hundred years, and how much reason will eventually turn into resentment, and resentment in turn will devour my obsession, and I have become an evil ghost." In that state, if you hadn't taken action to defeat my cultivation, I would have died of madness within a year.

It was really because he lost most of his cultivation that he regained his senses, and because of this, he understood what he was. ”

Bing Sanzhang was a little confused: "How do you feel like listening to the story of the demon in the seal, it's really nonsense." What exactly are you trying to express?

The old ghost raised his head slightly, hid half of his face in the darkness, and said softly: "Ghosts want to enhance their cultivation, there are various methods, do you know how to do it the fastest?"

Bing Sanzhang's mind flashed various Hong Kong horror movie clips, and he said tentatively: "Eat?"

"That's right! It's just eating!" The old ghost nodded and said, "When you are weak, you eat animals, and when you are strong, you eat people, and you usually eat other ghosts occasionally." However, the soul does not want humans to take its essence and eliminate the dross, but to absorb it together regardless of whether it is good or bad. When the imp eats too much, he becomes a collection of all his desires. And these desires are somewhat the same, but more often than not, they are opposed to each other and attack each other. Such an idea of fighting in one head, the outward manifestation is naturally madness and madness, which is why you mages often say that the evil ghosts of a hundred years are moody!"

"Then you've been asking me for blood food for the past two days?"

"That's because I've now lost all my desire impulses. So calm that I don't feel like I'm a ghost, so I need to absorb new impulses of desire. With this whetstone, I can continue to walk on the path of ghost cultivation. ”

Bing Sanzhang said: "It's not okay if you have more impulses, and if you don't have enough, it's really troublesome for you ghost cultivators." ”

"Yes, I'm so tired! Do you think I'm willing to take this road? I'm also forced to be helpless!" the old ghost's calm expression was broken, and his sigh was filled with an indescribable emotion.

Obviously, Bing Sanzhang's unintentional words touched the unique weakness in his heart.

Outside, there was a lot of wind and rain, thunder and thunder, and a constant rumbling sound.

In the thatched house, the little water ghost no longer knew where to run, and only one person and one ghost were left silently facing each other.

Bing Sanzhang didn't say a word, he was waiting, waiting for the old ghost's mind to calm down, and let the words come out naturally.

He knows that at this time, as long as there is a story in his heart, he will open a gap in the door of his heart, which is usually strictly guarded.

Sure enough, after a while, the old ghost let out a sigh of relief and said lightly: "Do you know that I was originally a scholar!"

"Huh?" As soon as these words came out, Bing Sanzhang showed a look of surprise.

I really didn't expect this.

The scholar and the black shop cook, there are two opposing characters in one person that can't be beaten, which is really unique.

"I was born in an ordinary family, my parents are kind, my family has some land, although I am not rich, but I don't have to worry about food and clothing, my parents have sent me to study since I was a child. I am also considered to be competitive, with my talent and intelligence, when I am three or five years old, I can recite poems with adults, and when I am seven or eight years old, I can recite four books, and when I am older, my articles are also appreciated by my husband. Therefore, both my parents and my neighbors are very optimistic about the future and are proud of me. There are even good deeds who say that I am a Wenqu star.

People in the village say that if I don't win the top prize, I will lose money in this life!

Growing up in such an environment, I was naturally quite confident, so I made a vow that I would not marry a wife if I didn't win the championship. ”

Bing Sanzhang moved the corners of his mouth, but still didn't speak. There were so many slots in this remark that Bing Sanzhang didn't know how to complain, so he could only cover his face quietly and let all kinds of grass and mud horses in his heart run wild.

"However, the world is impermanent, I started the imperial examination at the age of fourteen, and I did not pass the examination until I was forty years old, and the depression in my heart is indescribable. At that time, my father and mother advised me to marry a wife first. said that a man should start a family first and then start a business, my talent is absolutely enough, but there is a hostess behind me.

Although I didn't want to, I couldn't bear to see my father's white hair, so I could only break my oath and promise to marry a wife.

The matchmaker came to the door and quickly found a good girl, so it didn't take a few days, and the three media and six hires set a date. But on the day of the wedding, when the welcoming procession arrived at the door of her in-laws, the news came that the girl had died of illness. Can you imagine what a bolt from the blue for me?"

Bing Sanzhang shook his head secretly, and said in his heart that this is too much to memorize.

"I was disheartened and plunged into the world of books again, and my father and mother were sad when they saw me, and they no longer mentioned the matter of marrying. This went on for more than half a year, and one morning, I accidentally saw my mother crying silently, and I suddenly realized that I couldn't go on like this anymore.

So on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, for the sake of Daddy An's heart, he made a great wish to the second elder, saying that he would no longer die in books in the future, but would change his heart and start a new life.

The two elders were pleasantly surprised, laughed three times, and died together. ”

Bing Sanzhang: "......"

"Alas!" the old ghost bowed his head: "On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, when everyone was happy with the family, only I was silently crying at the corpse of the second elder who died with a smile. waited until the next morning, and then cheekily went to a neighbor to help with the convergence. You know how ashamed I was when my neighbors asked me about it.

Since then, it has been another dark time, and then some friends of my classmates really couldn't stand it, and repeatedly came to persuade me to cheer up, and I slowly recovered.

In order to send my father and mother, I sold most of the family's land and read half of my life's books, and I didn't know anything about how to grow crops. In order to survive, he had no choice but to start doing small business. ”

"It's good to do business!"

"Pretty good?" the old ghost snorted with sarcasm on his lips, "It turns out that I thought the same way, but God didn't want to let me go so easily." As soon as I decided to sell meat, the little prince died in the court.

The next day, the government issued a list of articles: mourning all over the world, no marriage, no singing, no singing, and no meat for three months. In this way, I spent most of the money to buy the goods, and before I put them out, I just stinked them!

Half a lifetime of bad luck was produced, and nothing else, and the will had been tempered, so even if it was so unlucky, it only complained a few words, and after a few days, it cheered up.

Later, I wanted to sell calligraphy and paintings, but it was obviously a daylight day, as long as I came out to set up a stall, it would definitely rain in the sky within a moment or three, and my calligraphy and painting would always be poured into a pulp.