Ghost Moon Talk

Gesture and talk about something.

When I got closer, I vaguely heard some words and phrases similar to "happy event" and "ritual success", but after all, I couldn't hear them clearly.

Xu Yezhi felt a little repulsed by the old and the young, so when he saw the two standing downstairs, he didn't think about saying hello or anything, so he led his father and wanted to go around.

But anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the appearance of the old and the young is definitely not accidental.

So when Xu Yezhi passed by the little boy, he was stopped by the hand that was as white as porcelain and had to stop.

He became more and more impatient with these two swindlers, and immediately wanted to call the security guard over to kick them out.

But his father trotted over just in time to stop him.

"Guawazi, if it wasn't for the immortal master to save you, you would have left. Hurry up and thank the immortal master, thank you little master."

Hearing this, Xu Yezhi's heart sank.

He knew that his father believed in these feng shui supernatural things to a certain extent, but it was no small matter to inquire about such stories or donate a small amount of money to Taoist temples on weekdays, but if it involved something as big as "saving his life", I am afraid that these two people have cheated a lot of money from their father.

As soon as he changed his mind, he became a little angry towards the two people in front of him, and from this a little bit of mixed malice arose.

The thin boy who was half a head shorter than him seemed to have sensed something, looked over peacefully, and looked straight into his eyes.

In an instant, he felt that the floating anger and impulse in his heart had calmed down, and his mind became much clearer.

Xu Yezhi was amazed by this unprecedented experience for a while, and was half-coaxed and half-persuaded by his father to let the old and the young follow him upstairs and into the door.

His apartment wasn't too big, but it was about [-] square meters with three bedrooms and one living room. It was originally prepared for marrying his girlfriend, and there were still eight years left to pay off the loan.

The old and the young went in and out and searched all the rooms, and finally sat down on the sofa in the living room honestly and asked in unison, "Did you... pick up a red envelope?"

***

Xu Yezhi thought for a long time before he remembered the red envelope he had given away as a gift money.

The two god sticks looked at each other, and they both saw the meaning of "not good" in each other's eyes.

In yin marriages in the underworld, there is a tradition of throwing red envelopes with gift money to find a partner. Not only can this red envelope be seen by people with certain characters, but once picked up, it means agreeing to the marriage.

Xu Yezhi picked up the red envelope containing Yin money, so his ancestors have already received the offering.

The next step should be to give dowry gifts to relatives in Yangjian with Yangcai.

Xu Yezhi thought back step by step, and then remembered how he won the Mark Six lottery in a daze, and took home a prize of more than 9000 million yuan.

No one thinks he has too much money, as long as he has the life to enjoy it.

But few people can really understand that some money needs to be exchanged with life.

Xu Yezhi originally listened to the old and the young with a skeptical attitude, so as soon as he felt a little bit of belief, he was immediately dispelled by the deep-rooted suspicion.

He thought very firmly, these two guys must have gotten the news of my winning the grand prize from somewhere, and they came here to deceive him. ——Nowadays, deception methods are so advanced in society, it is not easy to take advantage of such a coincidence.

Once such a belief takes root in my mind, it cannot be shaken anymore.

The young man was originally persuading the old man, but when he saw Xu Yezhi's eyes flicker, he looked at him with more sarcasm and ridicule.

He sighed secretly in his heart, patted the old man's hand, and signaled him to stop.

"My name is Shen Li, and I'm a Taoist priest," he looked into Xu Yezhi's eyes. "In my opinion, you've already got your wedding dress on, and you're just waiting for someone to cover your head."

His words came so abruptly, and the scene he described was too weird, Xu Yezhi couldn't help shivering, feeling his scalp explode slightly.

"Retiring a ghost marriage is a very troublesome thing. If you don't believe me, we will definitely not force it."

"It's just that if you still want to live for a few more years, at least you have to find a Taoist priest to help you do rituals, and ask your husband's family to postpone it for a few years."

"However, such a method can only be dragged on for eight years at most—fortunately, your husband's family is famous, so even if it passes, you won't have a hard life."

He kept talking about his husband's family one by one, obviously not paying attention to Xu Yezhi's increasingly serious face.

The result was very obvious. Under Xu Yezhi's father's powerless stop, Shen Li and Zhang Xianshi were directly thrown out of the door by the angry Xu Yezhi.

When the boy was going out, he was pushed by him and staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he supported the fire extinguisher box placed by the door of the community property, and saved the fate of dogs eating shit.

Seeing the iron-gray anti-theft door slam shut in front of them, Shen Li patted the non-existent dust on his body, and held the old man's arm, "Satisfied?"

"If you do what you can, you won't lose his 3 yuan in fees." The old man sighed, "Is he really in his wedding dress?"

"Red satin embroidered with gold patterns, the stitches are so thin that they look like something used by the imperial court." Shen Li said indifferently, and pressed the down button of the elevator, "The background is really too big, if it wasn't so clear before, what do you do? Said that I dare not touch this mold."

"How long can you live?"

"At most three years," Shen Li thought for a while, and continued, "But as the only son, he took care of his ancestors, and this time he escaped the calamity, so it's not easy to force him to do anything over there—it's still safe for the next year. of."

With a sound of "Ding--", the elevator door opened in front of the old and the young.

Shen Li walked in holding the old man's arm.

The author has something to say: Alright =. =

The first night is over~Sahuahua~

The Second Night·Yin Road

Zeng Shouwei is a truck driver. He has been in this industry for more than 20 years, and during these 20 years, he spent at least half of his time on the highway with trucks.

There are almost no expressways in the central part of the east that he has not been to.

On this day, he finished unloading in the county town not far from home, and it wasn't too late, so he planned to drive home.

The roads in this small county are twisted and twisted, and the scenery is very monotonous. Even the local people's congress can hardly find the way at night.

But with his memory developed over 20 years of driving, Zeng Shouwei actually found the entrance of the expressway without asking anyone.

But the road police comrade sitting in the toll booth must have been very sleepy, so he threw him a card without looking up, and lifted the rail to let him pass.

Zeng Shouwei also cheerfully said "thank you".

The scenery on the highway is always similar. Zeng Shouwei is used to walking at night at this time, so he doesn't pay too much attention to the scenery on the roadside to keep himself excited.

But gradually, he felt a slight chill slowly gathered in the cab.

He shivered a little uncomfortably, picked up the frock coat on the passenger seat and put it on.

As soon as the jacket was put on, the chill was obviously dissipated a lot. Zeng Shouwei fiddled with the old car MP3, and a song "Xi Shua Shua" by Hua'er Band popped out.

"...Please take mine and bring it back to me... Eat mine and spit it out..." He sang a few lines along with the song contentedly, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

——That kind of feeling is like standing naked in the ice and snow, surrounded by a group of hungry wolves with green eyes staring at him fiercely.

He has been driving for so long, and he has never had a more vivid sense of crisis than at this moment.

So he slammed on the accelerator and turned on the heater, which he was reluctant to turn on.

The heater slowly filled the small cab, and although the chill surrounding Zeng Shouwei didn't increase, it didn't decrease at all, as if he had taken a fancy to him, and insisted on an attitude of never leaving.

He was so cold that his teeth were chattering, but he still looked at the road ahead with a clear mind.

He suddenly remembered that some old truck drivers said that the current highways criss-cross the country and often intersect with the old Yin Road, and it is easy to walk on the Yin Road if you are not careful when driving in the middle of the night.

And once a stranger walks on the shady road, it is easy to end up in a car crash.

He was only in his twenties when he heard these words. He was young and energetic at the time, and he sneered at all these nagging things.

Looking back now, I remember every word and every sentence in my heart, without forgetting anything.

So he followed what the old driver said, and put all his energy on the road, only thinking about going home.

But God failed, no matter how much he wanted to go home, when he faced a strange T-junction, he could only step on the brakes and park the car on the side of the road.

At this time, Zeng Shouwei was sure that he was on the wrong path. After all, there is no highway in China that can reach the T-junction without going through the toll booth.

With this understanding, he didn't dare to open the car door and get out of the car to have a look.

Just when he was in a dilemma with his arms folded, a little yellow light appeared at the intersection ahead.

The light floated unsteadily in the air, approaching the intersection little by little.

escape!

——This was Zeng Shouwei's first reaction.

But where could he escape?

On such a dark and gloomy road, if he was not in the familiar truck, he might not have the courage to open his eyes.

People always make many indescribable actions when facing the unknown.

Some are angry, some are fearful, some are panicked, some are