I really don't want to be a teacher

The middle-aged man cleaned up the ashes of paper money on the floor, the incense sticks inserted in the gap between the door frame and the wall, and then held the pig's head for offering, stood up,

"...Daxian, I'm leaving... You must bless me, you must bless me to make it back..."

With his head down, the middle-aged man held the plastic bag containing some paper money ashes and burnt joss sticks in one hand, while holding the flashlight, and the plate of pig's head in the other hand, talking non-stop while turning around carefully. After turning around, he walked down the corridor a little bit.

"...You always bless me, bless me, I must turn over the book..."

Walking to the stairs at the corner of the corridor, the middle-aged man looked up into the lighted room, muttered a few more words, took a few steps back, turned around, and walked downstairs.

"...Crack! Bang!"

"...ah...ah..."

There was a crisp sound mixed with a dull sound, and then there was a scream.

The middle-aged man with the plate, the bag, and the flashlight turned around and went downstairs, stepped down the first step, and then stepped on nothing.

The plate he was carrying dropped his hand and hit the steps of the corridor on the next floor. The middle-aged man staggered first, then pinned one foot to the other, sprained his ankle, folded it, and fell heavily to the ground.

The ashes of paper money were also spilled out of the bag in the other hand, and sprinkled on the middle-aged man.

Unable to stop, the middle-aged man screamed, as if the ashes of paper money had fallen into his eyes, he closed his eyes, waved his hands, and grabbed at random.

"That's what it does."

Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man who was screaming when he stepped on the empty stairs and fell to the ground. Lian Ge turned his gaze away, then glanced at the young man in the living room, and said something out loud, which was his answer. previous question.

The young man looked at the middle-aged man who couldn't stop howling in the corridor, and opened his mouth slightly.

"... Does breath have such a big effect that it can make people have such bad luck? Can I do it too?"

Immediately afterwards, the young man spoke excitedly.

Lian Ge turned his gaze away, then glanced at the young man again, smiled and did not speak, then turned his gaze away again.

Next to him, the ghost messenger also looked at the young man.

"...That's it."

Seems to understand, the young man was a little frustrated,

"...I thought I was that good too."

……

"...take him down."

Turning his gaze, Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged man in the corridor again,

The middle-aged man seemed to be afraid that the screams would make other residents come out. Seeing him, he gradually stopped his voice, pulled the handrail of the stairs next to him, stood up, limped and padd his feet, and walked to the next corridor Go up, pick up the pig's head and the broken plate, and then go downstairs.

Looking away, Lian Ge looked at the young man and ghost messenger in the living room again, and said something aloud.

"...Humble post obeys orders."

Respectfully, he bowed towards Lian Ge and replied, the ghost messenger reached out and grabbed the young man's shoulder again.

"...Thank you Heavenly Master..."

The young man turned serious this time, and said to Lian Ge gratefully.

Lian Ge nodded and said nothing more.

The ghost waited for a while, and waited for the young man to finish speaking, then grabbed the young man back a few steps, followed closely, and disappeared suddenly.

……

Seeing the ghost messenger leading the young man out of sight, Lian Ge looked away, moved his feet, and walked out of the living room.

"Let's go."

Looking at the corridor again, with a wave of his hand, Lian Ge moved away and walked downstairs.

Behind him, the living room door closed.

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Chapter 668 I Don't Like Coming Up At This Time

"...Okay, I'll come right away..."

"...With the great fairy's joy, I will definitely be able to make money...Made, motherfucker, didn't I just mortgage the house? It's not my property. I can't make money if I have capital...In I'm yelling in my ears, I'm divorced... When I turn over the book, I'll see how you regret it...Made, dead woman..."

"...Tomorrow, if you mortgage this house, you will have capital... With the great fairy's joy, with the great fairy's joy, you will definitely be able to make money, you will definitely be able to make money..."

Downstairs, at the entrance of the corridor, the middle-aged man's eyes were red. After making a phone call, he continued,

"...With the blessing of the Great Immortal, I will definitely be able to make a comeback, I will definitely be able to make a comeback..."

While limping out of the neighborhood with his feet sprained, the middle-aged man kept talking over and over again.

……

"...Master, is it really possible to surpass?"

"...Don't worry, that was the ghost's last counterattack just now. Although the old man took some effort from me, he was still saved."

Outside the gate of the community, on the side of the somewhat quiet street, the young woman and the old fortune-teller were talking,

The young woman looked at the fortune-teller old man, and then at the neighborhood not far away, with some hesitation in her eyes,

The old fortune-teller kept talking,

"...Pindao just now I read the scriptures for salvation a few times and performed a ritual. That ghost is really powerful. He kept struggling. The poor did not completely suppress him, which made you feel that he was playing tricks. But don't worry, when you ran out, Pindao had just finished performing rituals and rescued the ghost. By now, the ghost should already be in the underworld. You see, in this community, the previous yin energy has begun to dissipate ..."

Looking back at the neighborhood again, the old fortune-teller kept talking to the young woman,

"...If you hadn't walked fast before, I was afraid that if you ran away, the ghost would fight back desperately and entangle you. It came out with you, and we should still be in that room at this moment... But don't worry, That ghost must have been saved now, although the poor Daoists are superficial, they can only suppress evil spirits and exorcise ghosts..."

"...that master... the money..."

The young woman hesitated for a moment, and took some money out of her pocket. The old fortune-teller listened to the young woman's words, and spoke more quickly.

"... Don't worry, if this ghost is still there, if you haven't been saved, even if you come to find Pindao again, Pindao will fight this old bone to do a big ritual, and you will have to beat him out of his wits... Oops ..."

While talking, the fortune-teller suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, he couldn't help crying out in pain,

"...Master, are you okay..."

Seeing this, the young woman stopped handing out the money.

"...it's okay, it's okay... just now, the mana was consumed a little bit, and it was a little weak... it's going to be a little rest... ouch..."

The old fortune-teller stopped screaming in pain, and got up from the ground while talking, but then, he staggered again and fell to the ground.

"...The consumption of mana is a bit severe..."

The fortune teller said something more.

"...Master, can you come up with me to see..."

"...The mana is really consumed a bit today...Although the ghost has been superseded, but there may be other situations, let's go tomorrow, and you will come to me tomorrow..."

As he spoke, the fortune-teller got up from the ground again, limped, and ran away quickly.

……

Walking out of the neighborhood, along the street, past the young woman and the old fortune-teller,

Seeing the old fortune-teller running away in a hurry, Lian Ge smiled slightly, then moved away, and gradually walked away along the street.

……

It was already late at night, the bustling sky above the old town was getting darker, only the lights of some towns were reflected in the night.

Under the night, there were very few pedestrians on the streets of this town, only the stall owners who opened their stalls at night packed up their things and left to go to their respective residences. On the side of the street, the shops that hadn't closed were also packed up. Some pedestrians who walked by after a long time were also wrapped tightly in their clothes and walked in a hurry.

Along the side of the street, stepping on the lights reflected by the street lamps on the ground, one person and one mouse moved their feet forward, walking forward, watching and listening.

The shadows cast by the street lamps kept shortening and lengthening, gusts of cold wind disturbed the branches and leaves of some roadside trees, and some people passed by Lian Ge's side from time to time.

"...Dad, I want to sleep...Aha..."

"...I'm sleepy, I'll be home soon. If you really can't bear it any longer, just close your eyes and sleep on Dad's back for a while."

A man with a child on his back and a luggage bag in his hand walked past Lian Ge,

The child yawned and said to his father with sleepiness,

The man listened, smiled, and responded warmly to his child.

"...Well! Dad, tell me, mom and grandma are asleep now, they must be asleep, it's so late..."

"...No, mom, grandma and the others are still waiting for us in the house. Just now your mother was still asking us where we are."

"...Then Dad, I will sleep for a while, and I will sleep for a while. When I get home, wake me up..."

"……it is good……"

The man and the child were talking and gradually walked away.

……

"...Old Xu, this lot will belong to you from tomorrow onwards. I have to go back tomorrow for the New Year."

Beside the street, at an intersection, two stall owners with night stalls were cleaning up and talking at the same time, one of them couldn't stop smiling, put a stool on the tricycle, turned his head, and faced the other A stall owner said,

"...By the way, Old Xu, when are you going back?"

"...you are fine..."

The other stall owner responded with a smile, shook his head, and said nothing more.

"...Okay, Lao Xu, you can continue to work. I have to go back, go to bed early, and have to catch the high-speed train tomorrow morning."

The stall owner packed up his things, wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and talked to another stall owner, and rode the cart out of the stall, and gradually walked away.

The rest of the stall owners looked around, then turned back, stood where they were, stood their ground, and then packed up their things.

Passing by the stall at this intersection, Lian Ge listened, watched, and walked along the road.

……

"...Boss, I counted them, there are seven in total."

A bus marked '444' was parked in front of a bus stop marked Chenghuangmiao Station.

Several dazed figures got into the car one by one, and the ghost messenger standing beside the 444 Hell hearse shouted at the hearse driver, then dodged and appeared inside the hearse.

"...Boss, what's the matter?"

The hearse driver's eyes were a little dazed, looking out of the bus, it seemed that there was only a window, but what he could see outside the window was somewhat different from the outside of the bus, it seemed to be two similar worlds.

The ghost messenger saw the appearance of the hearse driver, followed his line of sight, looked out the window, and couldn't help calling out.

"fine."

The hearse driver shook his head, then paused,

"...It's almost Chinese New Year. I just don't like coming up at this time."

After saying a few more words, the hearse driver fell silent again, looking out of the car window.

Beside, the ghost messenger also fell silent when he heard the sound.

……

Walking past the bus stop, he waved his hand at the ghost messenger who wanted to stand up and salute respectfully,

Seeing the Hell hearse disappear from sight, Lian Ge turned around again, moved his feet, and walked out of the town.

Chapter 669

"...Zip up your clothes, don't catch a cold."

"……Um!"

Along the road winding around the hills, Lian Ge moved his feet, looked at the scene along the way, listened to the voices lingering in his ears with the gusts of cold wind,