Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

Bai Fushui burns paper money every year.

Whether it's for his parents who abandoned him, or for his old friend who died of old age.

From the gold ingots made of paper, all the way to today's color printing Tiandi Tongbao.Old friends around me fell one by one, and spring grass grew several times on the grave of the black-haired man.

Only he is still burning.

Burn everything.

Money papers with a denomination of 12 million or [-], Bai Fushui would choose the expensive ones to burn, both RMB and US dollars.Luxurious villas and iPhone[-], there are security guards and large swimming pools in the paper villas... Baifushui has never been left behind.

Later, for the sake of environmental protection, Sizhou issued a policy prohibiting the burning of paper. Every year, he can only light a red candle in front of a pile of broken paper, and sit alone at dawn, feeling sad.

He couldn't be as heartless as Chen Chaosheng.Over such a long period of time, constantly being separated from people we know well, and returning to the loneliness of being alone, makes people physically and mentally exhausted.

Last night was very different.

A handsome young man knocked on the door of his room, followed by so many men, women and children.

All of them came to warm his battered heart.

Although half of the pain may have come from Chen Chaosheng.

There is also a considerate long-haired girl, a gloomy pale thin young man, and a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, which are also interesting.

In the end, Bai Fushui only kept the man in Tsing Yi with him.

Without him, what Bai Fushui wants is a couple for life.

That night, the apricot blossoms were lightly raining, and the moonlight enveloped the green plantains outside the window.

Bai Fushui loosened his clothes, chatted with the man in green, since his unfortunate birth, all the way he talked about his current height, analyzed his heart, and poured out his difficulties.

Although he is now a well-known film star, his acting skills have improved, and he suffers from anxiety every day, and the professionalism of the newly recruited later stage needs to be improved, which makes him more and more anxious.He has no two or two people who can talk about his inner pain.

The young man comforted him softly, his voice was like pearls falling on a plate, he could hear that Bai Fushui was a careless person, and when he got emotional, the sky thundered and the earth exploded, the two of them...

It was dawn today, and the man in Tsing Yi reluctantly parted from him, took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, and said that he was destined to meet again on this night next year.

After that, he opened the door and left.

Bai Fushui was quite happy, went to the bathroom to take a shower, rubbed the bubbles in the bathtub, and even hummed a little tune.

While drying his hair with the hairdryer, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The man in Tsing Yi had cold hands and feet, his complexion was as pale as paper, and there was even a scar on his lower back.

He was so distracted last night that he mistakenly thought it was a birthmark.Today I washed my face with cold water, and after thinking about it, this thing looks like it was cut by Chen Chaosheng.

This is the trace left by Chen Chaosheng's sword.There are even two familiar and annoying Ling Lie sword intents.

He put on his shirt, pushed open the door, and the sun just rose, but it was slightly dazzling.

The wind poured in from the window, blowing the wad of banknotes apart, and one fell on Bai Fushui's face. He held it under the sun and took a photo. The four big characters of "Heaven and Earth Tongbao" were impressively written on it.

Tiandi Tongbao, with a denomination of 1 million yuan.

What kind of ghost story is this?

Bai Fushui's blood seemed to be flowing backwards, he couldn't even breathe for a while.

"Fuck | Fuck Chen Chaosheng..." He seemed to have touched something hot, "Fuck| Fuck... I seem to have been lied to..."

Chen Chaosheng sat on the steps and slept all night, when he heard someone yelling and a series of hurried footsteps.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his senior brother wearing a fancy shirt and running down with a banknote in his hand.

"Brother?" Chen Chaosheng called to stop him.

His neck was a little sore, probably because he fell asleep leaning on the railing last night.

"Senior brother hit a ghost..." Bai Fushui was a little incoherent, his face was pale.

Chen Chaosheng rubbed his eyes: "Brother, don't worry, just speak slowly."

Bai Fushui scratched his hair, his eye circles were red: "I spent the night with a dead...a dead person last night."

"Why is there only one?" Chen Chaosheng frowned, "Aren't there 56 in total?"

Bai Fushui's heart was in palpitations, he was choked by Chen Chaosheng's words, he almost lost his breath.

"Is your senior brother that kind of person?" Bai Fushui kicked Chen Chaosheng's buttocks with his slippers, leaving a shoe print on his fleece trousers.

Chen Chaosheng stood up aggrieved, and saw the slipper rolled under the willow tree.

"Hurry up and pick it up." Bai Fushui said with a dark face.

"Oh." Chen Chaosheng had no choice but to get up, went under the willow tree, picked up the plastic slipper, and put it at Bai Fushui's feet.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Chen Chaosheng asked him.

His senior brother was eager for love, and he spent a lot of time finding a senior in the underworld to give love to his senior brother. I don't know why his senior brother still looks like he wants to kill someone.

"I was chatted by someone." Bai Fushui said, "I slept with someone... I didn't realize it was a dead person in the morning... He also said that we will meet again next year."

"...Thinking about it makes my skin crawl..." Bai Fushui felt chills, "Unlucky."

Chen Chaosheng was also taken aback.

"Brother, do you want me to turn you into a ghost too?" Chen Chaosheng asked him cautiously.

"Fuck you." Bai Fushui kicked, and almost kicked his shoes out again, "It's bad luck! I'm afraid when I think about it... Senior brother is filming ghost stories, but senior brother doesn't want to go through this at all..."

Chen Chaosheng yawned again.

"Look, this dead ghost left me a stack of coins." Bai Fushui grabbed the coin and stuffed it towards Chen Chaosheng, "Who will burn the heaven and earth Tongbao for the cannonball friend after shooting the cannon?"

Chen Chaosheng carefully looked at the [-] million Ming coin in his hand for a while.

The bust of the Jade Emperor is printed on it, which is slightly larger than the size of the hundred-yuan bill.

"Brother, then he is a good man." Chen Chaosheng said, "Probably because of burning money paper, the financial order in the underworld is not very good, and inflation is serious."

"However, if he gives you such a stack of ghost coins, it should not be cheaper than your house." Chen Chaosheng concluded solemnly, "This is a rare good man."

At this time, Bai Fushui didn't know whether Chen Chaosheng acted or not.

Chen Chaosheng's expression was really serious, and there seemed to be light flowing in his eyes, as if he was worrying about his life's major events.He actually had the joy that his junior and junior had finally grown up.

"I'm a living person." Bai Fushui trembled after realizing it, "What kind of horror movie is this..."

"No, I'm going to the temple today." Standing under the sun, Bai Fushui untied a bunch of brass keys from his trousers, "I'm going to worship Buddha, and I'm going to exorcise evil spirits. What if this ghost still haunts me?"

"Senior brother... really don't think about it?" Chen Chaosheng was a little sad.

That senior in Tsing Yi looked very upright, and it was not an ordinary person to die under his sword.

How could his senior brother not want her husband because her husband died?

Getting promoted, getting rich and killing your husband, how outrageous do these words sound?

Bai Fushui didn't understand the twists and turns in Chen Chaosheng's mind, so he just drove a dusty Santana out of his garage.

"Come on." He honked the horn.

He was a little dazed with fright.

Chen Chaosheng got into the passenger seat: "Brother, are you really going to the temple?"

"Go." Bai Fushui gritted his teeth, "Fasten your seat belt, or I will have another demerit point on my driver's license."

"Look for my former Taoist partner who escaped into Buddhism hundreds of years ago. I hope he becomes a better bald donkey." Bai Fushui turned the key and started in first gear, "What a ghost."

Chen Chaosheng didn't dare to say that he found it.

Chen Chaosheng was afraid that Bai Fushui would be so angry that he would tell him to burn it to the man in Tsing Yi to cheer him up.

"I'm going to save him." Bai Fushui cast the Great Compassion Mantra, "When I think about it, I still feel scared."

The sun had already risen at this time, and according to the tile-blue sky, occasionally there were two white clouds floating high in the east, with reddish ends.

"Your senior brother is suffering..."

The author says:

Bai Fushui: My life is bitter...

The thousand-year-old fox was captured by Liaozhai