Chapter 49

"Well, did I guess wrong?"

The dwarf old man tilted his head,

"Taoism has retreated again, ouch."

The dwarf old man took out a cigarette and smoked it himself. He was very melancholy.

Zhou Zeping recovered his mood. He couldn't say, how reasonable are you?

"Elder, I came here to ask about ghost."

"Ghost bad?" The dwarf old man frowned, "I said that you young man have nothing to do. What do you do to ask the ghost? Those people are not so easy to get along with. You still have to hide from them when you meet them.

You have a physical body and can survive. This is a big chance. Steal happiness by yourself. "

The old man said incomprehensibly.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The old man in front of him couldn't see that he was a ghost?

Although he was a temporary worker, according to the means of the old man's previous deduction, it was definitely not half a bucket of water, but he could not find his ghost identity at all.

Does this mean that little Luoli really takes herself as a temporary worker. In addition to the so-called "gate of hell", she actually doesn't give herself any other important things at all?

Xu Qinglang once said that Luo Li came and went in a hurry. She certainly didn't really want to change her shift. She just had something to do. For the time being, she caught herself and became a free young man.

As for the reason to catch yourself as a strong man, it's also very simple. Don't you value yourself and won't take the initiative to cause trouble, and won't you make trouble for her when you replace her?

However, Zhou Ze must master this identity. He has already had a life destroyed. This time, he must completely hold it in his hand, and the identity of ghost is the best amulet, so that he will not become a black household and panic all day.

Zhou Ze opened his palm to the old man and let the sign show in front of the old man.

The old man's face immediately coagulated, and then his breathing slowed down for a moment. At the same time, his eyes "walked" for a turn, and then suddenly realized the Enlightenment:

"I see. That girl with a long tongue pulled you out of the contemporary class."

The dwarf old man turned around on the mound with his hands on his back, as if thinking about something. Zhou Ze didn't disturb him with a sound nearby.

Finally, the old man asked, "what do you want to do when you ask me about the ghost job?"

"Better contribute to the harmony of hell and the peace of the sun."

"Oh." The old man shook his head and nodded, "Hey, I know what you want to do. Do you want to replace that girl with a long tongue?"

Zhou Ze didn't refute,

No refutation means default.

"The way is not without, and it is very simple." The dwarf old man murmured, "because you brought me so many gifts tonight, I'll tell you."

"All ears."

"In the Confucian temple, there are all saints. The saints are on the road. People walk on the earth, and ghosts go to the Naihe bridge. The saints have a clear eye.

You say, is this the reason? "

"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.

"The girl with a long tongue gives you this key, which is equivalent to giving you half of your identity, but she can take it away at any time." The dwarf old man murmured, "but as long as you enter the Confucian temple, I pray to the saint myself, and then you can express your position, promise, and determination in front of the saint.

That is to say, the beautiful words you said before are more beautiful. As long as one of the saints nods, your identity will be confirmed.

But there is one thing to avoid by all means. The sage is as bright as a torch and knows everything. Once you have evil thoughts or do something out of line in the future, you will be punished not only by the laws and regulations of Yin Si, but also by the anger of the sage! "

The dwarf old man has a serious face.

"Is it that simple?" Zhou Ze asked in reply.

"How difficult it is." The dwarf old man sighed, "if you want to get the favor of saints and give you identity, this can only be a way, a way to try for the time being."

Zhou Ze nodded and said, "then try it."

The dwarf old man walked to the gate of the Confucian temple and blew a breath into it. There was a "click" sound behind the door. It should be that the latch of the big red wood door fell.

"Go in first, say well in front of the saint statue, and then I will arrange it for you."

Zhou Ze reached out and pushed the door open, looked at the dwarf old man beside him, saw the other side standing there, and said strangely:

"Elder, won't you go in with me?"

"Laugh, I'm just a running dog under the saint's seat. How dare I wander in front of the saint blindly? You have half an official on your body, but go in."

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment, but still took a step and walked in.

The old man closed his hands gently, and the wooden door closed again.

"Say it to the saint!"

Then, the old man took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. Without lighting it, the cigarette burned itself directly.

After smoking a cigarette, the old man smiled, took down his gongs and drums, and knocked hard!

There was only a crisp sound,

The old man hung his voice and shouted:

"The sky is dry and things are dry. Be careful of fire!"

Then,

Another gong sounded:

"The sky is dry and things are dry. Be careful of fire!"

The old man banged the gong and sang and danced at the gate of the Confucian temple, which was a little like the great God of Northeast China.

His short stature makes him jump more naive.

"Boy, please continue to talk more with the sage and make more statements. I'll help you listen to him!"

The dwarf old man shouted at the Confucian temple.

"Well, it's hard, elder."

Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the wall.

"It's not hard, it's not hard. In the future, you can bring me more cigarettes and come to see me from time to time. I have no descendants and no incense to flatter. Now it's hard to smoke a cigarette.

There is no shortage of food and drink in the Confucian temple, but I dare not touch the things in front of the sage and master. "

The dwarf old man "hahaha" laughed,

Then he continued to beat his Gong merrily.

"The sky is dry and things are dry. Be careful of fire!"

"Bang!" Gongs ring!

"The sky is dry and things are dry. Be careful of fire!"

"Bang!" Gongs ring.

The gong sounded more and more low,

At the same time, the pygmy old man's original mallet wrapped in white cloth began to soak with blood.

in limine,

The blood color was just faint dots, but as the Gong was struck again and again, the blood color began to spread.

It began to become thick and dazzling,

In the end,

Every time the dwarf old man knocks, he can knock out a large piece of plasma and dye his clothes, which also makes his original naive image stained with some ferocity!

"Dry days and dry things, small! Heart! Fire! Candle!"

"Bang!"

The last gong sounded,

The dwarf old man directly threw the red and bloody gongs and drums into the Confucian temple, and shouted at the same time:

"The sage has opened his eyes, and the evil spirit has received the Dharma!"

After shouting the last voice,

If the old man was shocked, his body became much more blurred than before, and even vaguely lax.

But he still laughed wantonly and shouted inside:

"Comfortable, are you comfortable now!"

"Uncomfortable."

Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the wall.

"It's right to feel uncomfortable, young man. I'll teach you again today. What is impermanent and unpredictable!

People are separated from each other, not to mention a ghost!

I'll ask the sage to kill you, regardless of the merits of being a servant! "

"I have a grudge against you...?"

The voice of Zhou Ze on the other side of the wall came, with a thick confusion.

"Hatred? Of course!" The dwarf old man's body was in a trance, but he continued to shout: "I don't want to reincarnate, don't fall into reincarnation, don't run to life!

He served the Confucian temple day and night and served these ancestors,

For,

Isn't it just to accumulate some Yin virtue for future generations, Mengyin suddenly grandson!

I've been sparsely populated because of my ancestors' troubles, so I have no choice but to stay here for continuous incense!

But a year ago, my last generation of children, single handed children, actually disappeared!

What's the point of letting my escort pretend to be a grandson? "

The dwarf old man cried,

"Is it interesting to accompany these clay figurines every day?

Hahaha, God has eyes. That day, I just glanced at you and lent you a cigarette to smoke.

I didn't see anything at all,

Let me have a good calculation today just now. Go to your Liuwei Dihuang pill!

You let me figure it out. You have an inseparable relationship with the premature death of my last generation of descendants!

This is your cause. Today it's up to you to take this fruit!

I'll give you 60 years of service in exchange for your soul,

You're worth it! You don't lose! "

"Your offspring, died on the operating table?" Asked Zhou Ze behind the fence.

"No, he didn't die on the operating table. He died in a car accident."

The dwarf old man wiped his tears. Although his figure was much blurred, his tears also seemed to have blood red spots.

"I didn't drive in my last life."

Zhou Ze also wanted to say that he was killed by a car in his last life.

"That drunken driving bastard, he should have died, and his yangshou should have died, but you just saved him on the operating table and forced him to survive for half a month!

Finally, it was time for him to get drunk and die in a car accident, but it also implicated my lovely great great great grandson, who also left in the car accident.

You say?

Is this your cause and effect?

Is this your sin!

Is this your debt! "

"Your brain circuit is really strong." Zhou Ze sighed.

The dwarf old man, who slowly recovered from the excitement of revenge at the beginning, suddenly found a very strange thing. It is reasonable to say that he broke his servant's merit and asked a saint in the Confucian temple to open his eyes.

According to the consistent urination of those clay bodied saints, they are lazy to death on weekdays. As long as there are ghosts in front of their eyes, even genuine ghosts can be killed together, not to mention the genuine Zhou Ze?

At present, Zhou Ze should not be under the eyes of the sage. His soul is collapsing and wandering. Is he suffering a lot?

How come you always respond with a relaxed tone?

This is wrong,

This is not right!

"How can you be all right? How can you be all right!"

The dwarf old man suddenly shouted,

He's ruined the merit of being a servant!

Zhou Ze came out from behind the other side of the fence,

Look at the dwarf old man.

The temple of the Confucian temple is surrounded by a rectangular wall. Zhou Ze was standing outside the wall on the other side when he spoke before, so when the dwarf old man stood at the front door, it sounded like Zhou Ze was standing in the temple and answering to himself.

If the dwarf old man was shocked, he looked at Zhou Ze who appeared outside the Confucian temple in disbelief,

"Why are you outside? How did you get out!"

Zhou Ze nuzui at the back and said:

"You have been in this unit for so long,

Don't you know that you can actually go through the back door here? "