I don't flirt anymore

Xiao Yu and Luo Wenzhou spent a day making paper bundles and paper money with Uncle Fifteen in the shop.

In the evening, a few people followed to find a restaurant, and after dinner, Xiao Yu and Luo Wenzhou took the things they had prepared during the day, drove a BMW 3X, and, under the guidance of Uncle Fifteen, came to an intersection that was rarely traveled by.

The wind in the second half of the night was still quite cool.

According to Uncle Fifteen's request, Xiao Yu and Luo Wenzhou built two stoves with old bricks at the intersection.

One is used to burn paper money;

another……

Naturally, lonely ghosts took the things they burned.

Xiao Yu and Luo Wenzhou finished building the stove, Uncle Fifteen burned a yellow talisman, and after a while, shadowy ghosts appeared on the originally cold street, with all kinds of dead faces, slowly approaching them. It's very airy, quite a bit like a night walk of ghosts.

Xiao Yu rubbed his arms, goosebumps arose.

Uncle Fifteen took a small bench and sat in front of the stove, holding a shiny black fire stick in his hand, and knocked on the edge of the stove.

"What do you want to burn?!"

The first ghost to come was an old man.

His hair was sparse, his face was pale, his eyes were black, his clothes were worn out, and he looked very poor.

"Let's burn some money..."

The old ghost touched his empty pocket, and hissed a little embarrassedly.

"it is good."

Uncle Fifteen was straightforward, "Xiao Yu, bring me a dozen paper money."

Xiao Yu hastily took a dozen paper money and handed it to Uncle Fifteen, it was not thick, only a thin layer.

It's not that Xiao Yu doesn't want to burn more money for this poor old ghost, but, if it burns...he can't keep it.

Uncle Fifteen lit the paper money with a lighter, and the red flame devoured the yellow paper money greedily, and soon the dozens of paper money were burned into a pile of black ashes.Xiao Yu saw a small handful of golden copper coins suddenly appear in another empty stove.

The old ghost bent down slowly, and grabbed the handful of golden copper coins into his pocket. Feeling the swelling of the pocket, the old ghost showed a satisfied smile on his pale face, and slowly stretched out his voice. ,"Thanks…..."

He touched a small silver ingot among the pile of copper coins.

I didn't dare to let other ghosts see it.

He knew that it was the young man who secretly threw it into the pile of copper coins.

The old ghost staggered away with gratitude.

"What did you put in there?!"

Luo Wenzhou also saw Xiao Yu's little movements, but he didn't see them clearly.

"A small silver ingot..."

Xiao Yu smiled and whispered to Luo Wenzhou.

He is a ghost.

Ghost is good at this, he can use the currency of both Yin and Yang.

Thinking about accumulating good fortune tonight, he secretly stacked a pile of small gold and silver ingots and burned them. Now, he has a pile of them in his pocket.

Just now I saw that old ghost is quite old, but poor and down, presumably he has no descendants to burn paper money for him.

Xiao Yu felt compassion, and took advantage of the moment the copper coin came out, flicked a small silver ingot into it with his fingers.

Those ghosts paid attention to the row of paper-made supplies by Uncle Fifteen's hand, but no one paid attention to the small handful of copper coins, and no one saw Xiao Yu's little movements, except for the old ghost who received the money.

"What do you want to burn?!"

While Xiao Yu and Luo Wenzhou were biting their ears, Uncle Fifteen ushered in a second ghost.

"I don't want to burn anything... My waist was not good when I was alive, and it always hurts... After I died, my waist always hurts..."

"Can you help me?"

The second ghost was a middle-aged man with a sickly face, and his hand was covering his waist unnaturally, looking very painful.

Ok……

Xiao Yu's attention was instantly drawn away.

Don't burn things and want to heal? !

Uncle Fifteen can still cure diseases with ghosts? !

Xiao Yu became interested.

"can."

Uncle Fifteen nodded.

"Xiao Yu..."

As soon as Uncle Fifteen opened his mouth, Xiao Yu came to him courteously, "What orders do you have?!"

It was so dog-legged that Uncle Fifteen was amused.

"Bring me a straw man..."

Xiao Yu frantically brought a straw man to Uncle Fifteen.

Uncle Fifteen asked for the ghost's date of birth and wrote it on the straw figurine. Then, Uncle Fifteen took out a small bag from his pocket and opened it. Inside were rows of thin, shining silver needles. Uncle Wu took out a silver needle and pierced Caoren's Jianjing point three times, and then four needles at the waist...

With every injection, the expression on the sick ghost's face became more comfortable.

After the seven needles were finished, the sick ghost finally felt relieved, and left with a thousand thanks to Uncle Fifteen.

Xiao Yu looked at Uncle Fifteen with admiration.

The cat's eye shell is crystal clear.

I almost clamored to learn.

Luo Wenzhou also gave Uncle Fifteen an extra look in surprise.

This old man from the Jiang family is very powerful... he hides his secrets.The more powerful he is, the more Jiang Lingchen thinks about Xiao Yu... Luo Wenzhou's eyes darken.

"Want to learn?丨"

Uncle Fifteen looked at the attentive Xiao Yu and said with a smile.

"Uh-huh……"

Xiao Yu nodded excitedly.

"I will teach you in the future!," Uncle Fifteen said naturally.

"Next……"

"What are you going to burn?!"