C193 Birthday

I shook my head. I suddenly felt glad that the girl before me wasn't someone who had alisma fructus s, otherwise, if I said that I would be grieving for her, with a smile on my face, wouldn't I be exposed within a second?

So I stood there, adjusted my mood, and walked as sadly as I could.

At this moment, two voices came from behind me. First, it was the girl's voice. "Brother, it's the person in front. I'll burn paper for our grandma. But he doesn't say anything. "

I jerked my head around and saw the girl pulling a man toward her. This man was two meters tall, tall and strong. He stood on the street like an iron tower, and the girl holding his hand looked like a warm water bottle held by a man.

Men don't seem to feel the cold. They wear vests and shorts in the middle of winter. He stomped toward me, and then I saw that he was wearing slippers.

The man asked me condescendingly, "Did you bully my sister?"

I knew that there was a high chance that a rough guy like him would be a sis-con. There might be a bloody battle tonight. So I slipped my hand into my pocket and gripped the dagger tightly.

If they were to fight, I would definitely strike first and cripple one of his legs. Then... Then I ran.

The man asked me again, "Did you bully my sister?"

"No," I denied.

The girl at the side said, "You do, you do."

The man said, "My sister said you did. Do you think you're lying, or is my sister lying? "

How could I dare to say that his sister was lying? I said, "Your sister misunderstood."

The man was satisfied with my answer. His reaction was that he didn't make a move. Instead, he asked me with more patience, "What's wrong?"

I said, "I'm really at the funeral."

Puzzled, the man asked, "Don't the mourners carry coffins?"

I said, "I was given a funeral." I pointed behind me.

After saying this, I waited for the man to be angered by me. As long as he was angry, I would take out the dagger and give it to him.

Who knew that the man would take out a pair of glasses from his pocket and mutter, "Do you have flowers on your back?"

So it turned out that he was a short-sighted person.

He bent down and examined my back. "What happened to the flowers?" he asked in surprise.

I said, "Something's wrong. I have to bury them."

The man sighed and said, "Nope …" "Section..." He turned to the girl. "What about that word?"

The girl pouted and said, "My condolences. Brother, why are you so crazy again? "

The man seriously said to me, "Brother, I hope you will forgive me." Then he tapped me on the shoulder with his large, fan-like hand. He patted me lightly, but I felt that it was very heavy. If my physique wasn't good enough, I would have been smashed to the ground.

I stood groggily in the street and thought: Did I find it? This man had a alisma fructus in his body?

The man asked me, "Where are you going to bury the flowers?"

I came back to my senses and casually replied, "Buried in the forest in front of us."

The man said, "I'll go with you. "You are the only one who has been grieving for a long time, don't you think it's a bit too shabby?" "… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

Angry, the girl said to the man: "Are you done yet?"

The man smiled, scratched his head and said, "Go back and sleep first, I'll be right back."

The girl snorted and turned away. Then, with a clang, I shut the door, and I heard a noise inside, as if she had bolted the door behind her.

I looked at him sympathetically. "You don't seem to be able to enter the house."

The man rubbed his hands together and said, "It's okay, it's more important. At most I'll sleep on the street for the night. "

I looked at his tank top and shorts and thought: "Foolish kid, sleeping on the kang, it's all on fire."

I walked in the direction of the woods with the bouquet on my back and the man beside me. We were both very quiet. I wanted to ask him indirectly if he knew where the Zhai Fu was, but I didn't know how.

Unexpectedly, the man spoke first. He said to me, "What plans do you have for the future?"

I was stunned. "What?"

The man looked at me strangely. "You can't not know, right?"

I said vaguely, "What do you mean?"

The man looked around and said mysteriously, "That's it. guide child is here. "

I was stunned when I heard it. "guide child? Why does this sound so familiar? "

I immediately thought of Grandpa Gu's guide child. The couple who helped him look at the body. Then, Mr. Zhao told Grandpa Gu to put the couple's soul back. They should be awake by now. But it didn't help. I was still carrying a murder case.

The man didn't know what I was thinking. He said mysteriously, "Yes, the guide child. He's taking us to heaven. Sigh, after thinking about it for so many years, I still haven't made up my mind. After reaching the heavens and becoming a deity, what should I do? "

I wanted to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever, but I couldn't reach it.

So I gave a dry laugh and continued walking with the flowers on my back.

The man asked me, "What are you going to do now that you've become a deity?"

I casually said, "Get married and have children."

The man acknowledged, "That's true." Even an immortal couldn't break the incense. Eh, that's not right. If I become a deity, wouldn't I be able to live forever? We have been alive all this time, and it seems like we are not afraid of the Joss Flame anymore. "

I thought: This guy's IQ is comparable to Hu Dali's.

I asked him, "What's your name?"

The man said, "My name is Zhai Daji."

I smiled. "Your name sounds quite appropriate."

Zhai Daji asked me: "What about you? "What's your name?"

I said, "My name is Hu Chujiu."

Zhai Daji was enlightened: "You are Hu Chujiu."

I looked at him, puzzled. "You know me?"

Zhai Daji said, "I do. I've heard it from rich people. "He said that there was a bookworm in his class who had gone to university, but ended up doing worse than him …"

I was silent. Di Fusheng was surnamed Zhai, Zhai Daji was also surnamed Zhai, maybe they were even relatives.

In a moment we were in the woods. I dug a hole and buried the flowers. Then I said to the Zhai Daji, "What is your relationship with Fusheng?"

Zhai Daji said, "Fusheng is my younger brother." Then he scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "A distant relative, a distant relative. Their family has money, our family doesn't have money, and we don't have much to do with each other. When he was in primary school, his father took him to our house a few times and told me to take care of him at school and not to be bullied by others. "

I smiled. "With you protecting him, no one would dare to have any ill intentions anymore. Right, where is Fu Sheng now? I just went over to their house. He's not home. "

Zhai Daji said, "About that. I think I know. Come with me. "

He was like a hound, probing me all the way around the town.

On the way, we met two more people. One of them was thin and gaunt, and I was afraid he might die of exhaustion. The other was fat and fat, and his body shook as he walked. I didn't know how his legs could support such a heavy body.

It was clear that these two had alisma fructus s as well, because they had Zhai Daji as a witness at the side. One fat and one thin, the two of them did not suspect my identity at all.

As they walked, as they talked, all of them were talking about the guide child.

After listening for a while, I gradually understood what this guide child is. So there was a secret group in this town. This small group did not have many members. They claimed that they were chosen by the heavens, and only waited for a person called guide child to come to the human world to bring them to heaven.

And the matter of this group was never to be told to outsiders, not even to parents and brothers. Because you were lucky enough to be chosen, and that was a blessing that you had earned over several lifetimes. If you tell them, they won't be able to go to heaven. If it was just sadness, that would be fine. If they were jealous and wanted to do something about it, it would hurt everyone.

To be honest, it sounded weird, like something bad was going on. I can see that one is fat and one is thin, both are very smart, at least they are much smarter than Zhai Daji, but when they mentioned guide child, their faces were also full of excitement, not a single bit of doubt.

I listened for a while longer and gradually understood why they trust guide child so much. This was because these people had all more or less seen some strange sights. I suspect that the alisma fructus controlled their minds when it acted up.

A few minutes later, Zhai Daji suddenly stopped and pointed to a door: "Fusheng is inside."

I turned to see that the door was open. Two white paper lanterns hung above the doorframe. The lanterns were also bright.

It was already late at night, but voices could be heard from inside. Judging from the voices, there were quite a few of them.

I asked the Zhai Daji: "Where is this?"

The thin man said, "This is Old Ma's family. Today is the big day of Old Ma's birthday. I think both Fusheng and his father have come to pay their respects." "Don't worry, this place is our own, outsiders are not allowed to come."

I gave a dry laugh and asked, "Who's Old Ma?"

The skinny man looked at me in bewilderment. "You don't know Old Ma?" It's Ma Changgui. "

I suddenly realized, "So it's Ma Changgui. I didn't realize it just now. "

The expression on my face was very relaxed, but deep down in my heart, there was already a storm brewing. Ma Changgui? Didn't he die a long time ago? Wasn't his soul trapped by the Zhai Fu? Why is there another Ma Changgui here, and why does life need to be made?

I asked the Zhai Daji: "How many Ma Changgui s are there in your village?"

Zhai Daji replied, "One." Then he walked into the gate, muttering to himself as he did so, "I'm going to be full today, I don't know if I'm used to the food in the sky."

I went through the gate and saw the courtyard full of guests.

This courtyard was very lively, but I could feel my hair standing on end, because those guests were not living people. It was the paper man. They sat upright on the stools, motionless.

The moment I walked in, the conversation died away, and the yard was quiet. The paper men made rustling sounds and turned their heads to stare at me.