Chapter 22: The Black Shop Cook's Return
Looking back at the thatched house, Bing Sanzhang suddenly smiled: "Now, things are interesting!"
"What did my brother say?"
"It's nothing!" Bing Sanzhang smiled: "I'm thinking about how to squeeze out the use value of this water ghost!"
The corners of Lin Chong's mouth twitched and he stopped talking.
After tossing all morning, by the time we were ready to eat, it was already close to noon.
Lin Chong's harvest from yesterday's hunting was good, and today he went to the forest with his waist knife as usual, in fact, he mainly wanted to get a good material to make a gun, and last night in the hands of the water ghost, the bamboo gun took a move and hit the street to the tragic scene of broken bones, so that he lost his face as a master of guns and sticks.
Bing Sanzhang saw his posture of stuffing cakes in his arms before he set off, and estimated that he would not be able to come back until it was dark.
After going to the house, I took a turn, and I wondered a little about the two who were sleeping, how the two of them who slept without clothes, released the reservoir in the stream, and then returned to the thatched hut with the proud template of "working hard and getting up early".
I looked around, picked up the bronze mirror in the corner, and tapped my fingers twice.
"Old ghost, idle is idle, let's continue to talk!"
Li Dazui reluctantly surfaced and reprimanded: "Who is idle?
Bing Sanzhang pretended to be surprised and admired, "You still work so hard when you die, no wonder you have opened a bloody road in the transportation industry and the catering industry." ”
Li's big mouth was bruised.
Bing Sanzhang smiled, and said in a relaxed tone: "The water ghost is so on the street, are you very disappointed!"
Li Dazui was slightly ghostly, and glared: "Yes, I can't wait for you to be eaten by that water ghost!"
"That's right!" Bing Sanzhang laughed, "That's what you really think." Yesterday I always felt that something was wrong, you are a ghost, and you are synonymous with anger and resentment, just because I cut off a little bit of cultivation, you will be obedient and obedient? If this is the case, you will not be sealed in the bronze mirror, and you will not be reincarnated for more than a hundred years!"
The resentful expression on Li Dazui's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked at Bing Sanzhang quietly for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Amazing, you kid is really powerful, just one day, you know that you have been fooled, not a simple person! Not a simple person!"
Bing Sanzhang touched his nose and said with a smile: "That's it, but although I don't have any common sense about the outside world, I also have my own advantages." Can you tell me where you heard this story?"
"Can't I have come up with it myself?"
Bing Sanzhang shook his head: "The golden cicada is the second disciple of the Great Ri Rulai, and it is such a big deal that he reincarnated in the West Heaven to learn scriptures in the tenth life. This is a battle of luck between the Heavenly Court and the Western Sect, how can you be a little ghost who can participate?"
Li Dazui's face changed greatly, and the green smoke rolled all over his body, and he said in disbelief: "Who are you? Who are you? How do you know this? Who are you?"
Bing Sanzhang saw that he couldn't even maintain his body with excitement, and his heart suddenly cooled to the bottom.
Is there really a Journey to the West? Heavenly Court and Lingshan?
Bing Sanzhang's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head with a smile and said, "Old ghost, this is not right, this time, didn't I ask who you are?
Li Dazui stared at Bing Sanzhang with a big mouth, and Bing Sanzhang greeted him with a smile.
After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down, "Li Dazui, the cook of the black shop!"
Bing Sanzhang pointed to his nose and said with a smile: "That's a coincidence, I happen to be the shopkeeper of a black shop, and I lack a cook! In addition, Baihugang is a place where people come and go, maybe when, you can still find a ghost bride!"
"You dare to use me?" Li squinted.
"What don't you dare?" said Bing Sanzhang.
"Yes!" Li Dazui nodded, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "I need a physical body!"
Bing Sanzhang nodded his feet and said hesitantly: "Don't worry, this is a black shop!
"That's good, I don't lose!"
"I've earned a cook!" Bing Sanzhang rubbed his chin and said, "Then is it a cook to help the cook?"
"Have you taken a fancy to that water ghost?" Li Dazui shook his head and said, "The water ghost is half demon and half ghost, and there is no sanity." ”
"I don't see it that way! You have ever seen a water ghost who pretends to be dead and fearful, and who not only maintains his human form, but also makes himself so beautiful?"
Li Dazui was stunned: "It's really ......"
Bing Sanzhang raised his hand and knocked on his palm, and said, "Lin Chong happened to go out, I think I should ask her directly about this, and it will be more direct!"
Holding the bronze mirror in his arms, he went to the water tank at the back of the house, found a fresh fish, carried it to the well, and said in a tone of teasing the puppy: "Hey, beautiful water ghost, come out to play! Come out and give you fish to eat!"
Li Dazui snorted: "The old man can't get used to your frivolous and profligate energy!"
"Uncle, you leak your age!" Bing Sanzhang's eyes flashed, he laughed twice, and continued to shout: "Little lady! Come out, there are fish to eat!"
The well water fluctuated twice, but there was still no movement.
Bing Sanzhang tilted his head and thought about it, and as soon as he let go, he threw the fish directly into the well.
The surface of the water fluctuated violently, and a wisp of blood was faint, and it disappeared in an instant.
A smile appeared at the corner of Bing Sanzhang's mouth, but he said: "There is no movement at all, boring! Go back to sleep! The noisy moth in the middle of the night has trapped the third master!"
Then he stretched his waist and walked to the thatched hut with a sigh of relief
The surroundings soon fell silent, leaving only the dilapidated thatched huts bathed in sunlight, the breeze blowing, and the shadows of the trees swaying and rustling.
Quietly, a small white hand put on the edge of the well, and then the wet little head stretched out of the water, cautiously looked around, and saw that it was really empty, so he relaxed a little.
As if stepping on a lifting platform, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl slowly rose from the well, and the water on her body was cascading like a tide, and the muddy well water did not leave a trace on her white dress.
Stepping out of the well, there was a trail of water on the ground.
The little girl raised her head slightly and shrunk her neck slightly. It seemed that he was still afraid of the sun, so he found the right direction and rushed towards the stream.
Going around to the back of the house, two officials who were sleeping like dead pigs came into view, and the little girl's eyes were obviously red, and she kept swallowing saliva, and her eyes flashed with a look of struggle.
The celestial and human fought for a long time, and finally walked in the direction of the stream.
"Look, I'll just say it's sane!" A familiar voice came, and the little girl of the water ghost shook her whole body.