I really don't want to be a teacher

At the fork in the road here, across the distance from the people waiting for the bus,

Under the shade of a tree by the side of the road, Lian Ge stopped.

Turning his gaze away, Lian Ge paused his gaze as he watched the passing police car drift away in the direction it came from.

Beside him, the old farmer with a basket on his back walked by again, gradually drifting away.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow of a ghost suddenly appeared in front of Lian Ge,

"...The humble job has seen a celestial master."

The ghost messenger bowed respectfully to Lian Ge,

"...The fierce ghost Dong Changxiao and the dead soul Xu Jingren have been brought back to the underworld. They are here to report to the Celestial Master."

Respectfully, the ghost messenger said to Lian Ge.

Watching the police car drive away, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the ghost guard in front of him.

"I'm tired."

Nodding his head, Lian Ge said something out loud.

"Don't dare."

The ghost messenger bowed even more, and replied respectfully.

Looking at the ghost again, Lian Ge paused his gaze, then turned his gaze away,

"Do you know about the ghost Dong Changxiao?"

"Reporting to the Celestial Master. After bringing back the soul of the deceased, Beizhi applied to the Exit-Entry Administration Office of the Underworld, and checked the copy of the life and death book, the life of Dong Changxiao, the soul of the deceased, and learned a thing or two."

Hearing the sound, the ghost messenger bowed and responded respectfully,

"... If the celestial master needs to look through the book of life and death, I will immediately report back to the underworld to bring the book of life and death."

"No. Please tell me directly."

Lian Ge shook his head, then turned his gaze to the distance outside the shade.

"Don't dare. Obediently obey."

Responding respectfully, the ghost messenger paused, and began to narrate to Lian Ge.

"...the soul of Dong Changxiao, whose ancestral home was in Hegou Village, Congshan Town, Gunan County, Zhenyuan City... was born in 1940...the Yellow Emperor...the fifth day of the first month of the lunar calendar. He died in 2013...the sixth day of the first month of the lunar calendar."

The ghost messenger was respectful, bowed and narrated, and then paused before continuing.

"...The ancestral home of Dong Changxiao, the dead soul, was the place where he was ordered by the celestial master to bring him back to the underworld."

Looking into the distance, Lian Ge quietly listened to the narration of the ghost messenger,

Gusts of breeze blow by from time to time, shaking the green shade of the branches and leaves of the trees on the ground.

"...The place where his ancestral home is Hegou Village is located in a barren mountain and a deep valley. There are only dozens of families, less than a hundred people. Nearly all of them are poor. They live on terraced fields on the hillside, and there are many inconveniences in the valley."

"...he married a woman from the same village when he was 20 years old. At the age of 26, his wife gave birth to a son, who was born the following year."

"...he worked hard for the first half of his life. When his son was ten years old, he moved away from Hegou Village and settled in a village that was closer to the town and had convenient transportation."

The ghost messenger said aloud, then paused,

"... half of his life worked hard, his whole life worked hard, supported his son to study, became an adult, and got married."

"...he became sick from overwork, his wife died a few years after his son got married, and he was also sick."

"...a few years after his son got married, the place where he lived coincided with the local demolition. Originally, after the demolition, there should be a house and a transitional sum of money."

"...It's just that his son, who hadn't come back for a long time, came back that day and told him not to want that house, but to exchange it for money, and let Dong Changxiao live with them in the future..."

"...He only has this son, so I agree."

"...After the house where he lived was demolished, his son took away the money and his half-life savings. He moved to live with his son's family."

"... After moving in, I cleaned the floor, did the laundry, cooked...but his daughter-in-law often disliked him for his smell and his problems, and had to spend money on medicine every month...feeling that his cooking was not clean, so she turned around and turned away. He poured out all the vegetables he fried... After his daughter-in-law left, he squatted down, grabbed it with his hands, and ate it in one bite."

"...At the beginning, I lived in the bedroom next to the son and daughter-in-law, and later...his daughter-in-law said that the child needed a room to study...he agreed, and moved to the side room in the back room..."

The ghost messenger bowed, paused, and continued to speak aloud,

"...When he was 61 years old, he was seriously ill. After being sent to the hospital, he was brought back again."

"...A few days later, his son threw him to his ancestral home, the old house in Hegou Village, and let him live here alone."

"...At that time, in the valley where Hegou Village is located, there are only about [-] families left living in the valley."

"...In the next few years, in the valley of Hegou Village, the remaining residents moved away one after another because of the remoteness of the valley, the inconvenience of transportation, and the small number of residents... Most of them moved to the nearest village, which is more than ten miles away. Another village lived together... Someone persuaded him to move out together, but at this time he was powerless and had no money to move out of the valley and build another house... In the valley, the number of people coming and going was gradually decreasing, leaving only He and several elderly people who are unwilling to move away."

"...In a few years, his son only came once."

"...The day before he came, he washed the brand new quilt cover that hadn't been used since he bought it, dried it, and put on the quilt."

"... On the day his son came, in the morning, he hung the only piece of sausage and the only piece of bacon that was hung on the top of the kitchen, and soaked it in advance."

"... went to the field to pick vegetables."

"...I borrowed three stools from a household in the village, wiped them with a cloth, and then wiped them with paper."

"... went to brush the cup several times... He wanted to use the tens of dollars he had saved to go to the town to buy a new one, but there was no time... the cup and the bowl still couldn't be washed off Mark of."

"...At noon, his son came."

"...he drew a stool for his son... poured a glass of water for his son, and made table dishes for his son..."

"... His son didn't drink that glass of water, and his son just ate a few mouthfuls of the dishes on the table."

"...waiting for dinner, his son didn't stay long, and left again. Washing the quilt is useless."

"...As he was leaving, he asked his son if he had any change for the car ride back home. He gave the money in his pocket to his son."

Chapter 868 Please go earlier next time

"sough……"

The breeze swayed the shadows of the branches and leaves on the ground, and there were some rustling sounds of the branches and leaves colliding,

Standing under the shade of the tree, Lian Ge looked into the distance, quietly listening to the sounds brought by the breeze in his ears, and the narration of Guicha.

"...After that, his son never came to see him again."

"...He put the new quilt cover back into the cabinet, bought a new cup and a new bowl, put them back in the cabinet, and never used them again."

"...Every year, he still hangs bacon, but he doesn't have much money, so he can only dry a small piece of bacon and a small piece of sausage, but he has never eaten it."

"...Although he suffered from the disease of suffering and spending money, he stayed in the valley there for several years, and the disease did not get better, but it never got worse."

The ghost messenger bowed and continued to narrate,

"... After that, it will be a few years."

"...the number of households in the valley where Hegou Village is located is decreasing. After the older households waiting to stay in the valley pass away one after another, he is the only household left in the valley."

"...The people who moved out gradually looked at the abandoned village in this valley, and few people came again... His body couldn't support him, how could he go over the mountains and go out of the valley."

"... He was basically trapped to death in that valley, and it took a long time to get out of the valley... Most of the time, when he walked on the road and stood for a while, he would come back again. go."

"...He spends most of his days in the field, going back and forth between the house and the house."

"...No one came from the valley, and his son never came again."

"At the last moment, when he was in that room, when he was preparing to cook, he fell in the kitchen, face down, and fell to the ground, drowning his face in the vegetable washing basin, unable to struggle. died."

The ghost messenger bowed, spoke aloud, and then paused,

"...According to the records in the book of life and death, after his death, he turned into a dead soul. At the beginning, there was no resentment or hostility, but only obsession in his heart."

"...Every day is the same as usual, but most of the time it becomes standing by the yard, and after a while, I will go over the mountains and ridges, go to the side of the road, wait for a while, return, and wait by the yard again.

He must be waiting for his son to come. "

While talking, the ghost messenger turned his head and looked at the distance behind him, and continued to narrate again,

"Maybe he thought that his son should come again to help him collect the body, so that he can see his son again."

"...It's just that when the flesh and blood on his corpse gradually rotted and the bones were exposed, his son never came."

"His resentment also breeds here... and in that valley, after spending several years alone, the resentment lingered and turned into a fierce ghost."

The ghost messenger turned his head, finished speaking aloud, and stood bowed again.

Listening to the ghost messenger's narration, Lian Ge looked into the distance, paused again,

"Where is his son?"

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something out loud.

"Dead. When building a new house, he fell from the roof, fell into the cement pile, and drowned in the cement slurry. The soul should still be in hell."

The ghost messenger bowed and replied.

Hearing the sound, Lian Ge didn't say anything more, just looked into the distance, paused his gaze,

Next to him, the ghost guard didn't make any more noise, nor did he leave, but just bowed and stood aside respectfully.

Gusts of breeze disturbed the shade of the trees, and the shadows of the branches and leaves of the trees shook slightly,

Under the shade of the trees, it became more and more quiet.

……

After a pause for a while, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the ghost guard beside him,

"I'm tired."

Nodding his head, Lian Ge thanked him,

"Don't dare! The order of the celestial master, the humble position will not hesitate!"

The ghost messenger bowed and responded respectfully.

Looking at the ghost messenger, Lian Ge paused again,

"Be early next time."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said something out loud.

"...I'll wait for my dereliction of duty, and I will die!"

The ghost messenger bowed even more, and hurriedly responded.

Looking at the ghost again, Lian Ge didn't say anything more.

"...Dare to ask the Celestial Master, but there are other orders."

The ghost messenger paused again, then bowed and asked,

Lian Ge shook his head.

"...Teacher that day, the humble job will resign first."

Respectfully, say again,

Waiting for Lian Ge to nod.

The ghost messenger took a few steps back, and then disappeared suddenly.

……

Seeing the ghost messenger disappear from sight, Lian Ge turned his gaze away again,

Beside, at the fork in the road, another urban and rural bus came, and slowly stopped at the fork in front of some people,

Those who were waiting walked towards the bus one after another.

After taking a look, Lian Ge paused his gaze, walked out of the shade, and walked towards the bus.

"...Here, here is your zero."

"...Old Xu, go to the town too...Go to the city and get some medicine for the old lady..."

"... oh oh oh... baby, be good, baby..."

"...Yo, wearing new clothes, having a happy event... what..."