Chapter 15 Red clothes beat maple skin as white as snow

The group of men in white were headless and wearing prison uniforms, each holding a head, as if they were a group of beheaded prisoners. They walked slowly towards the ox cart, the heads in their arms still babbling endlessly. Xie pity whispered to the other two, saying: "When they approach later, don't make a sound."

Saburo glanced at Ruo Xie who was hanging in the air, then tilted his head and asked, "This brother, are you still a strange person?"

His tone was very interested, and thanked him: "It's okay. The strange people can't talk about it, but they know a little bit. They can't see us now, and they will approach us later. If they make a sound, it will be difficult to say."

The old man who was driving the car was stunned when he saw Bai Ling flying by herself and walking without a head. He was shocked when he heard this, and shook his head again and again: "No, no! I'm afraid I can't hold back."

"..." Xie Lian said, "Then, offended." After speaking, he quickly shot, a little behind him, the old man immediately crooked in the car and fell asleep. This time, finally don't have to worry that he was found out by screaming in fright. Xie pity gently caught him, put him on the ox cart, turned around, and said to Saburo: "It's okay. Don't be nervous."

It was already dark, and I couldn't see Saburo's expression clearly. I could only see that he nodded. Thanks for his pity, he sat in front of the car, picked up the rope, and coaxed the cow softly. The group of ghosts in prison clothes came over and wanted to pass, but they felt that there was something blocking the road in the middle of the road, and they all said gruffly: "It's really strange! Why can't we pass!"

"Really! No way! Damn it!"

"Fuck, aren't we ourselves ghosts, what ghosts can we see!"

Xie Lian finally coaxed the cow, and passed by this group of headless prisoners in prison clothes, listening to them holding their heads and making a noise, it was very funny. The group of ghosts also complained: "Well, did you take it wrong? How do I feel that the one you hold in your arms is my head?"

"Why is the cut on your head so uneven?"

"Hey, that executioner was a novice. He cut me down after five or six cuts. I doubt whether he did it on purpose."

"Your family didn't give him some money! Next time, remember to give him some money in advance, and give him a good time!"

"Where's the next time!"

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The Zhongyuan Festival on July 15 is the largest festival in the ghost world. On this day, the gates of hell opened wide, and all the monsters and monsters lurking in the darkness on weekdays poured out, revelling in revelry, and strangers had to avoid it. Especially on this night, it is the best choice to stay out of the house. As soon as you go out, the chance of bumping into something is more than usual. Xie pity has always been drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth, and wearing a robe is also hell, at this moment, he hit it right. saw green ghosts floating in all directions, many ghosts ran after the ghost, and some expressionless, murmuring shroud ghosts squatted in front of a circle, reaching out to receive the paper money that people burned to them, Ingots and other offerings. This scene can be described as a group of demons dancing wildly. Xie Lian walked through it, thinking that in the future, he must look at the almanac when he went out, and suddenly felt a change behind him. He looked back and saw the boy sitting behind him.

Thanks for the pity: "Are you okay?"

Saburo supported his chin with one hand and said, "Something is wrong. I'm afraid."

"..." Although he really couldn't hear the feeling of fear in his voice, Xie Lian comforted him: "Don't be afraid. You are behind me, and nothing will hurt you."

The young man smiled and said nothing. Xie Lian suddenly discovered that he was staring at himself. After a short while, he finally realized that the young man was staring at the curse between his neck.

This shackle is like a black collar wrapped around a person's neck, it can't be hidden at all, and it's easy to make people have some bad associations. Xie Lian was about to speak when the old yellow ox pulled the ox cart and came to a fork in the road. Xie Lian saw that two dark mountain roads forked here, and immediately pulled the rope of the cow.

Be very careful at this fork in the road.

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Day, sometimes, when people are walking, they will find that there is a road in front of them that does not usually exist. Such a road cannot be taken by a stranger. Once you make a mistake and go to the territory of the ghost world, it will be difficult to think about it again.

Thanks for the first time here, I can’t tell which way to go between these two mountain roads. I remembered that in addition to collecting a large bag of junk in the town, I also bought some sundries, including a lottery box. So he took out the lottery box from the bag, shook it in his hand, and explained to Saburo while shaking: "The first one is left, the second one is right, which way we sign, which way we go." After using a little mana and reciting it three times, two sticks fell out of the barrel. He picked it up and took a look, silent.

Sign it down, big hoot!

Both signs are signed, that is to say, both paths are murderous, doesn't it mean that either way is dead?

Xie pity helplessly, said to the sign tube: "Tong ah tube, today you and I meet for the first time, why are you so heartless? Come again, give me some face."

So, he changed to a two-handed handgun, shaking it again. Shake out two more sticks, pick them up and take a look, all of them are still under the sign, big ominous!

Xie Lian decided to stop wasting mana. At this time, Saburo suddenly said: "Let me try?"

Anyway, it's not a bad thing to try or not, Xie Lian handed the lottery to him. Saburo took it with one hand, shook it at will, dropped two, picked it up, and handed it to him without looking at it. Xie Lian took a look and found that both of them were signed.

Xie Lian was surprised. Because, to the point of his decline, it seems that even the luck of others is often weakened by him. I don't know if this is really the case. Anyway, I used to be complained about it like this. And this young man was not affected by him at all, he directly shook the two tops to sign out, and he sincerely praised: "Friend, your luck is very good."

Saburo threw the lottery back and said with a smile, "Really? Well, I also think I'm lucky. It's always been like this."

Hearing him say "It's always been like this", Xie Lian rubbed his brows, the gap between the Taoist and the human is really like a moat. Saburo said again: "How to go?"

In this situation, I can only leave, not stay. Xie Lian originally planned to randomly choose one, saying: "Since both are on the sign, then just leave."

After pulling the rope a few times, the wheels of the ox cart slowly rolled again. Xie Lian was nervous and prepared to deal with various emergencies. Who knows, it was true. The journey went smoothly. After a while, the ox cart slowly climbed out of the forest and came to the open mountain road. , actually let him choose the right path.

Bodhisattva Village is already under the hillside, and clusters of lights are warm and bright. The night wind blew, thank you for turning back, Saburo seemed to be in a good mood, and lay back again, leaning on his hands, looking at the bright moon, the boy's eyebrows were under the faint moonlight, not like a real person.

After pondering for a moment, Xie Lian smiled and said, "Friend, have you ever counted your fate?"

Walking all the way down, he was a little suspicious in his heart.

Bo Wen Qiang remembers, and is well-informed, but that's all. But when walking among the ghosts at night, this young man was a little too calm. Although it cannot be ruled out that some people are naturally very calm, but Xie Lian still feels that it is necessary to confirm a little.

Hearing him ask, Saburo turned around and said, "I didn't count."

Thanks for the pity: "Then, do you want me to help you calculate?"

Saburo looked at him and smiled: "Do you want to help me calculate?"

Thanks for the pity: "I think a little bit."

Saburo nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

He sat up, his body leaned slightly towards Xie Lian, and said, "What do you want to calculate?"

Thanks for the pity: "Look at the palmistry, how?"

Hearing this, Saburo's mouth curved slightly. I couldn't tell what that smile meant, I just heard him say, "Okay."

Saying that, he stretched out his left hand towards him.

The fingers of this left hand are slender, with well-defined knuckles, very beautiful. And it is by no means the kind of weak and good-looking, but the strength is hidden in it, and no one wants to be strangled by such a hand. Xie Lian remembered the slight change in Saburo's expression when he touched him, and paid special attention to avoid physical contact, not to touch his hand directly, but to look down carefully.

The moonlight is pure white, it seems that it is not dark when it is said to be dark, and it seems that it is not bright when it is said to be bright. Thanks for watching for a while, the ox cart is still crawling slowly on the mountain road, and the wheels and wooden axles are creaking. Saburo said: "How?"

After a while, Xie Lian said slowly: "Your fate is very good."

Saburo said: "Oh? What a good way?"

Xie Lian raised his head and said warmly: "You have a stoic and persistent temperament. Although you have encountered ups and downs, the most important thing is to always stick to your original heart. Often times of misfortune will turn into good fortune, and disaster will be auspicious. This number of blessings will last a long time, friend, your future will inevitably blossom. Brilliant, complete and bright.”

The above sentences are all made up on the spot, nonsense. Xie Lian won't show palmistry at all. He was demoted in the past, and for a while he often regretted why he didn't learn palmistry and physiognomy from the national teachers at Huangjiguan. If he did, he wouldn't have to always blow and beat street performers and smash boulders in his chest when he was trying to make a living in the world. . And the reason why he wanted to see it was not to see the fate of the young man, but to see if the young man had palm prints and fingerprints.

Ordinary monsters and ghosts can transform into false flesh and pretend to be a living person, but the subtleties of this flesh, such as palm prints, fingerprints, and hair tips, generally cannot be refined to this level. And this young man not only did not have any mana fluctuations on his body, he could not detect any clues, and his palm lines were also very clear. If it is really a camouflage of demons and ghosts, then only the level above "Ferocious" can achieve such a perfect camouflage. However, how could a ghost king with that level of status come with him to a small mountain village to ride an ox cart all the way to pass the time? Just like all the priests in the heavenly world, they are very busy!

Xie Lian pretended to be confident and bit his head and made up a few sentences, but finally he couldn't make it up. Saburo kept staring at him, listening to his nonsense, while laughing lowly, his smile was very intriguing, said: " Any more? Huh?"

Xie Lian thought that he would not have to make it up, and said: "What else do you want to count?"

Saburo said: "Since it's a fortune-telling, shouldn't it be a marriage?"

Xie Lian coughed and said solemnly: "I'm not good at learning, so I'm not very good at marriage. But if you think about it, you shouldn't have to worry about this."

Saburo raised an eyebrow and said, "Why do you think I don't need to worry about this?"

Thanks for the smile: "There will definitely be many girls who like you."

Saburo said: "Then why do you think there must be many girls who like me?"

Xie Lian was about to open his mouth and follow him, when he suddenly felt it. The little boy was trying to get him to praise him directly, but he was helpless and funny. He didn't know what to say. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Sanlang."

This is the first Saburo that Xie Lian called. The boy listened, laughed, and finally let him go. At this time, the ox cart was out of breath and climbed into the village. Xie Lian turned around, slightly supported his forehead, and quickly got out of the car. Saburo also jumped out of the car. Who knows, Xie Lian looked up and realized that he had been lying on the ox cart all the way. Now the two are standing together like this. This young man is actually taller than him. The two It was impossible to look up. Saburo stood in front of the car and stretched out, thanking him and saying, "Sanlang, where are you going?"

Saburo sighed: "I don't know. Just sleep on the street, or find a cave to make do with it."

Thanks for the pity: "No way?"

Saburo spread his hands and said, "There's no way, I have nowhere to go." He glanced over, laughed twice, and said, "Thank you for telling my fortune. With your good fortune, there will be a future."

Listening to him mentioning fortune-telling and pity is a burst of shame. Seeing that he really turned around, Xie Lian hurriedly said: "Wait, if you don't dislike it, do you want to come to my view?"

Saburo paused, turned around halfway, and said, "Is it alright?"

Thanks for the pity: "That house was not mine at all. I heard that many people used to spend the night there. It's just that it may be much simpler than you think, I'm afraid you won't be able to live there."

If this young man was really a young man who ran away from home, he couldn't let him run around like this. Xie Lian suspects that he only ate that half of the steamed buns all day. The young man is so reckless with his body that he will collapse on the street sooner or later. Hearing what he said, Saburo turned around and did not answer, but walked to Xie Lian and leaned forward. Xie Lian didn't understand what he was going to do, but he felt that the distance between the two suddenly became very close, and it was a bit overwhelming.

The young man retreated again, and he actually picked up the big bag of tattered copper and iron that Xie Lian brought back, and said: "Then let's go."

The author has something to say: First, the ashes, there will never be any plots such as being cheated out of the ashes or accidentally smashed by slipping hands. I will go crazy when I see this kind of plot, everyone, don't scare yourself.

Second, there is nothing between attacking and receiving. You are a fairy and I am a ghost. We have an insurmountable identity and generation gap. We cannot be entangled in this position. In love, just love if you want, love hard! Everyone is hundreds of years old, watch it! La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la...

From then on, His Royal Highness and Tong Yanju's [beep——] Huahua lived a happy life of collecting tatters! (No!

Bodhi is actually a water chestnut, a horse's hoof. The way of reciting in our place is "Bodhi Nine", so it is called Bodhisattva.

Don't worry about the old man, let's take care of the old man in the next chapter!