dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Unexpectedly, Lord Su, who has always been concerned about the country and the people, did not receive the little ghost who asked for help.

Just ask the servants in the mansion to send a note with eight small characters scrawled on it:

Protect the people and wait and see what happens.

After begging hard again not to enter, the little ghost returned to the Temple of the City God with a note.

After he left, there was a long sigh from the old man in Su Houye's mansion.

After listening to Judge Wen's narration, shopkeeper Liu's brows were frowned.

General Shackles is missing, and his life and death are unknown;

The underworld chooses to avoid... It seems that the dirty things in the town are not simple!

Of course it's not easy, if it was easy, Feng Wumen wouldn't put down his face and come to the courtyard in disguise to ask for help.

After all, not only is it related to the safety of the jurisdiction, but also the life of his brother-in-law...

It's a pity that it's not the right time to ask for help, and the small courtyard is also at the emptiest moment.

After a while, shopkeeper Liu stood up gently and broke the solemn silence.

"As paper-making craftsmen, our ancestors only set one rule: to protect the peace of one side."

"The old man can't let it go just because it's dirty."

Speaking of this, shopkeeper Liu laughed at himself.

"Back then, Huang Chao's tricks of greed made her look like this, neither human nor ghost."

"If I break the rules again, I will be even more ashamed to meet my ancestors."

Seeing that shopkeeper Liu had made up his mind, Judge Wen didn't say anything more.

He just got up to leave immediately, and hurried back to Chenghuang Temple to return to his command.

During lunch, shopkeeper Liu did not tell the rest of the "ordinary people" in the courtyard what Judge Wen had told him.

I just asked Wang San and Chen Fu to help take care of Liu Meina for a while, saying that I have important things to go out for a while.

Wang and Chen naturally nodded in agreement, and Xiao Mina was happy to play with Wang Qianyue for a few more days.

After settling down his granddaughter, shopkeeper Liu seemed to let go of his last concern and let go of having a drink with Wang San.

As for Chen Fu, since he just recovered from a serious illness, he just had a few drinks with him.

When he was full of wine and food, shopkeeper Liu stood up and left gracefully, and hugged the naive Liu Meina tightly.

Leaving the small courtyard and walking to a place where no one was around, the kind-hearted paper-making passerby gave a wry smile.

"Hey, with this body that is neither human nor ghost, even if you want to get drunk, you can't do it!"

Yan Bi looked back, and saw the wet footprints on the snow, with a wry smile on his face.

Immediately, his feet didn't move, and his body began to spin in one direction strangely.

After more than a dozen laps, the twist is like a twist, and it looks like when we twisted a towel.

The wine I drank just now was squeezed out like this...

When he returned to his coffin shop, shopkeeper Liu closed the doors and windows and started preparations.

After all, I already know that the dirty things in the town are not easy, but I can't be careless at all.

As night approached, shopkeeper Liu drove a donkey cart towards the town, and the cart was pulling a pitch-black coffin.

On both sides of the coffin, there are also a pair of paper figurines of a boy and a girl.

Not far away, the sun has set and the moon has risen.

The silvery moonlight shone on the snow, and the scenery ten meters away was clearly visible, but it didn't affect the journey at all.

The night in the mountains is not as quiet as the city: all kinds of strange calls are constantly coming from a distance.

Some are like babies crying at night, and some are like women crying.

When he came to a fork in the road, the old donkey pulling the cart suddenly yelled a few times and stopped.

It looks like there is a natural enemy ahead.

Shopkeeper Liu, who seemed to be drowsy, pulled out his hands from his sleeves.

Lifting the fur hat he was wearing, he quietly watched the road ahead that looked normal.

After a while, suddenly a cloudy wind blew up.

In the dark wind, a big ghost with a height of more than three meters and a blue face and fangs quickly condensed into shape.

When shopkeeper Liu saw the big ghost, instead of planning to fight, he happily got off the donkey cart.

"Master Wu is not enjoying the incense in the Temple of the City God, so stop me, an old man, from doing anything at night."

That's right, the big ghost that just appeared is another high-end fighter in the Temple of the City God: Judge Wu.

Not only is he tall, but his muscles are all bulging.

In terms of subdivision, it belongs to the Dali Ghost King family.

Judge Wu already knew that the "mage" in front of him was the elder of the major general, so he didn't hold it too high.

Instead, he put away his fierce look and sat on the other end of the donkey cart with a smile.

"Senior went to suppress the evil spirits regardless of the danger, and my City God Temple naturally has to do my part."

Shopkeeper Liu also smiled when he heard the words, and instead of saying no to refuse, he patted the old donkey's buttocks.

"Go on, old man."

"This is the righteous god of the underworld, not something dirty."

The old donkey seemed to have understood human nature. Hearing this, he howled twice, and continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace.