Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 1 1. Night Talk of People and Ghosts

  Dongtu, Fengming Country, Fengshan Old Mine.

   The night outside the window was deep, but the light was shining in the shack-like room, and a dilapidated oil lamp ignited a cluster of flames, emitting light from the corner of the table.

  Because the poorest quality lamp oil is used, the smell in this broken house is terrible. There are two broken bowls on the table, which are similar to the props used by beggars to pay for it, but the washing is cleaner.

  There is water in a bowl.

  In the other bowl is a weird black liquid with a strong herbal smell.

  The only wooden bed in the house had no bedding, only a few patched clothes were left there.

  The night is very quiet, and you can even hear the snoring of the beggars in the shack nearby, and the drunken miners talking and laughing on Fengshan Street further away.

  The beating lights in the house pulled a figure on the rough and uneven ground.

  This shadow belongs to a person sitting by the bed, holding a book, and the elongated shadow seems to fill this impoverished place, making it not so empty.

  The young man in torn clothes turned a page under the dim light. His dim face was full of weight loss caused by malnutrition, and the gown on his body was patched, and the washes were all white.

  Although the hair is neatly arranged in accordance with the style of the scholar, it does not add a trace of the scholar's temperament to him.

  On the contrary, because he always buckled his waist, making him look sick and unhealthy.

  From the place of life, this shack is not like an environment that allows him to study at ease. There are unconcealed sorrows on his face, which perfectly fits the definition of the word "fallen".

  He must have some unresolved concerns. He can only amuse his loneliness by reading a book in this deadly night.

  "Master said"

"Shut up!"

  He just got up, and before he read the sage sentences in the book, he was interrupted by a rude yell.

  From the shack next to him, it seems that his "neighbor" was not begging smoothly today, and there was nowhere to vent anger in his voice.

  The scholar was taken aback, smiled sullily, and then slandered in his heart. This evil beggar can't be provoked, and he can't be sage etiquette. If he provokes his anger, he will be beaten again.

  So, the scholar chose to meditate in his heart.

  "Master said"

   "Shut up! Reading poems so late, so let people rest?"

   also just got up, but was interrupted by a beating.

  This time, the sound does not come from outside the shack.

   comes from the scholar's heart.

   directly sounded in his mind, making the scholar pale.

As if he had seen a ghost, he hurriedly lost the book, rushed two steps forward, grabbed the broken bowl of medicine, took a gulp, and pinched the weird handprints, turning around in a circle on the spot, with his mouth in his mouth. Still chanting words.

   "Don't try, it's useless."

  The voice in my heart sounded again, somewhat with a hint of helplessness.

  "I’ve said it many times. I’m not a ghost. No matter how much water you drink, it’s useless to recite more magic spells. What's more, your recipe for the water is bought for ten cents.

  The so-called exorcism curse is a buy one get one free.

  Jiang Ziheng, I know that there are ghosts and gods in your world, as well as monks, but for only ten cents, you want to learn the true magic. You think it's too good, right? "

  "You occupy my heart and soul, want to take my body, and disturb my mood day and night. Isn't it a ghost? What is it?"

  The scholar closed his eyes and muttered some words, while cursing in his heart:

  "As for money, you still have the face to say!

  In recent years, in order to drive you away, I have failed to study, my family’s wealth has been scattered, my parents have died, and life lawsuits have been caused. I have to hide in this remote rural area.

   Be with the evil beggar!

  It’s all on you!

  You have hurt me badly enough, what else do you want? "

  The voice in his heart fell silent.

After a few breaths, his tone became more helpless.

Say:

   "You can't study well because you didn't do business since you were a child.

   Both my parents died, and they were also infected with the epidemic, and it was not my poison.

  As for the family wealth is gone, you still depend on me? When you get caught up in the wind and want to donate your property to the old temple liar to expel ghosts for you, why don't I persuade you less?

  You don’t listen.

  There are life lawsuits

hehe.

  If it weren’t for me to remind you in advance, you were **** a long time ago, sold to the Xianggongtang, and escaped to Fengshan for your life? "

  The sound stopped.

   said again:

  "I don’t want it either, Jiang Ziheng, if there is a choice, I would never have coexisted with a pedantic and incompetent guy like you for so many years. I have been watching you over the past few years.

  I know how trash you are, don’t throw your pot on me! "

   "Then you go!"

  The scholar's tone became resentful, and he shouted:

   "Since I'm such a waste, why do you still rely on me? You go! Take your ghost tree with you! It's all because of you that are ridden with ghosts, I'm so unlucky!

  It’s all your fault for me to become what I am now! "

   "Do you think I don't want to leave?"

  The voice didn't mean to quarrel with Jiang Shusheng. Seeing that the scholar was devilish again, the voice was low and low.

  "I don’t know who sent me to this world, but I think he must hate me very much, so he made me Lao Jiang **** with you.

  He must be torturing me in this way.

  As long as you are a little prosperous, if I help you, you will not fall to where you are now.

  Hey, maybe I didn’t do a good job in my previous life, and I ended up with this.

  You trash.

   is my hell. "

  Hearing the voice, it gradually disappeared. Scholar Jiang Ziheng was still dissatisfied. He yelled to let it come out and confronted him. This noisy annoyed the beggars in several shacks around.

  They rolled up their sleeves viciously, preparing to beat up the sour bite.

   But seeing him yelling in the shack alone, like a madman possessing his body, they stopped one by one.

   "Oh, this scholar, why is he convulsed again?"

  "Leave him alone, he says he has a ghost in his body when he meets people, and he looks abnormal. Maybe he was a lunatic earlier."

   "I also saw him often talk to himself alone, tsk tsk, young and tender, it's really miserable."

  Beggars, you said a few words, not sleeping this night, it was boring to watch a madman with hysteria, not long after they talked badly, and went back to their shack.

  Jiang Shusheng made a fuss for a while, and he was also tired.

  I was so sleepy. I didn’t get enough water for a day. After I was tired, I stopped reading. I blew on the lamp and lay on the light board. After muttering a few words, I fell asleep.

  With the sound of snoring, in a certain corner of Jiang Shusheng's consciousness, another soul was not drowsy.

  His appearance is seven points similar to Jiang Shusheng.

  But there is not much sorrow between the eyebrows, just sitting there in silence, like looking at the world from the night sky, you can see Jiang Shusheng who is asleep.

  Behind him, there is a small tree rooted in consciousness.

  The pale light gathered into the branches of the tree, like a potted plant. The branches were bare, divided into seven strands, and stretched out. There were no flowers or leaves. It was said to be a tree, more like a sculpture made of rock.

   "It has been three years since I awakened to the present."

  The soul leaned against the strange tree, reached out his hand and stroked the cold branches around him, he whispered:

  "You grew up from a single seed, but I am still trapped here, and I can’t even do suicide. After being called ‘ghost’ by him for three years, I began to doubt myself.

  Am I something he imagined.

  It happened that this **** thing trapped me here. I couldn’t get in or out. I couldn’t even get rid of that waste. I was squeaky and crooked all day, and I was almost annoyed by him. "

  He stroked the bare tree beside him and said:

  "Treasure tree, treasure tree, you should be my "gold finger", but you don't bloom or bear fruit, you look ugly, and you are not qualified as a handicraft.

  What is your use? "

  The tree could not speak, so he did not answer him, only the trapped soul was talking to himself here.

   "Hey, scholar, are you asleep?"

After a few breaths, he said:

   "I'm pretty boring, let's talk for a while."

  Jiang Shusheng was awakened, he cursed fiercely, then grabbed the torn clothes, covered his ears, turned around, and continued to sleep.

   "Scholar!"

  After a few more breaths, the voice sounded again.

   "Scholar, don't sleep. There are people outside the door, several, with guys, the ones are not good, be careful."

  The scholar got up immediately when he heard it.

  It is not clear whether this ghost is good or bad, but in the past three years, the scholars who wandered around have indeed escaped a lot of trouble by relying on ghost reminders.

  This ghost is very cunning and knowledgeable, and can always make the book life dangerous.

  It was an accident that caused a life lawsuit.

  After all, no matter what kind of man, when faced with the threat of chrysanthemum failure, he will rise up to resist.

  He grabbed the stick used for self-defense by his hand, hid by the bed, and carefully looked out of the shack.

   More than ten seconds later, a group of people rushed in. Before the scholar resisted, a man with a big waist and a round waist stopped him, and he received a severe blow in the face.

  When he was **** with a rope, he recognized the identity of the person in front of him, and shouted:

   "Let go of me! You let me go! Oh, don't pull, don't fight! Sven sweeps the floor, really Sven sweeps the floor! Don't pull your hair! Those ten pennies.

   Haven't you agreed with Guan Shi Huang to settle the debts for him as the accountant? "

   "It's done."

   headed a man with a full face and a smirk, and said to the **** scholar:

  "Isn’t this just going to invite Mr. Jiang to see my housekeeper? Don’t say more, just follow us."

  After speaking, a rag was stuffed into his mouth, and another sack was put on his head. As the scholar struggled, he was taken out of the shack, got into a carriage, and went into the mine.

  Several beggars in the shack next to watched this scene. They looked at me and I looked at you, but in the end they went back to their shack without saying a word, and continued to sleep with their heads covered.

  That is from Ruyifang.

   is the earth emperor of Fengshan Mine. In this mine, no one dares to take care of their affairs. I don’t know what trouble Madman Jiang has gotten into, but that is definitely not something that a few beggars can manage.

   "You are in trouble again that you can't solve, unfortunately."

  Jiang Shusheng was in the swaying carriage, and when he was panicked, he heard the voice in his mind.

  Slowly, with a tone that is not too much to watch the excitement.

He says:

   "Do you want me to help you?"

   "This rope is **** in a mess, the technique is very low-level, move your shoulders to loosen it slowly, don't worry, the person on your left has a dagger hanging from the waist, you can reach it with your hand.

  Don’t rush.

  Wait for me to tell you the timing, pull out the dagger and stab to the right, don’t save any effort, pierce his neck or right leg arteries, just pierce him, and then use the dagger to stop him.

  These punks who can only play hard are very good at dealing with them, as long as they scare them, you have to get out of it very simple.

  Do as I said, no problem. "

"Do not."

  Jiang Shusheng, who was trapped in a sack, said dully:

  "I have agreed with Guanshi Huang. It is only ten bucks and I will return it to him. Guanshi Huang is a reasonable person, and I will reason with him.

  Don’t be troublesome for you. "

   "Make sense? Ha ha, okay."

  The voice in his mind once again stopped, with a hint of sarcasm, and said:

   "At the beginning, I asked you not to borrow money from the locals to borrow usury. There are so many ways to make money. You don't listen to me at all, so please do as you like."

   "I would like to see how you can reason with him."

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  　　 love you all~

  (End of this chapter)