Yokai University

Chen Weilin hurried out of the Taoist temple, tore off the parking ticket on the front glass of the car, and got into the car.Just as he was about to step on the accelerator, he found that the breakfast stalls on both sides of the road had already been set up, one by one filling up the not-so-wide path at the gate of Qingliu Guan, and even a bicycle had to get off in advance The car came by, not to mention his SUV.For a moment, Chen Weilin wondered how he drove the car in just now.

He honked the horn twice, clutching the ticket in his hand, cursing in his heart that the street stalls could not be seen, so he could only see this car? Are you blind? Chen Weilin drove half a meter forward, A battery car squeezed in ahead, and the bean curd bag hanging on the handlebar was scratched by the rear view mirror, and the car backed up sporadically, breaking into pieces.A few thinner seaweed sheets were pasted on the rear view mirror, and two dried seaweeds were rolled on it, which added a bit of color to the black car.

Chen Weilin was anxious and angry, but it was nothing.Before he had time to move, he saw the man riding the battery scooter stretch out his hand and press his side mirror into it.Then he rode the little white battery and disappeared in the white steam of breakfast in the blink of an eye.

Chen Weilin was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he could only frantically press the horn a few times to demonstrate, but was then carried out by the noodle stall owner in front of him, slapping the window, "I can't see the sign outside, are you blind? Are you still acting like a human?" Are you deaf? Press press, press the horn of the fart, if you have the ability, you fly out"

The owner of the noodle stall is not very strong, but compared with Chen Weilin who has been tossing around these days and can't eat or sleep well, he is indeed much stronger.He grabbed Chen Weilin by the collar and pushed him back, "Your car exhaust was pouring into me early in the morning, and you have ruined all the business."

Chen Weilin took two steps backwards and nearly fell.He was anxious, and he didn't want to say anything to the owner of the stall here. He just wanted to rush to the No.1 civilian hospital and ask how the people who had agreed not to go out at home managed to get to the beach.

But the owner of the noodle stall refused to let him go. He dragged Chen Weilin and refused to let him go, pointing to the two bowls that had been moved by half a meter just now, "Losing money!"

Chen Weilin was dizzy from being disturbed, but saw three people coming out of the Taoist temple.

There were only three people in the Taoist temple, and there was no food reserve. Zhong Ling and Wei Yanfuwa came out to have breakfast together, but as soon as they took a step, they saw Chen Weilin being grabbed by the noodle stall owner and shaking him like a doll about to disconnect.

Zhong Ling walked two steps quickly, Chen Weilin saw him coming from the corner of his eye, and thought he was going to intercede for himself.Unexpectedly, Zhong Ling poked his head and asked, "What's wrong with this man?"

The owner of the noodle stall said, "I parked my car here when I was sick, and even wiped off my bowl, and the exhaust gas suddenly fell into my pot. How can I make money today?"

Is Chen Weilin driving a Porsche Chug Chug? What kind of tractor is that? If he gives you money, it won't save him from falling into a coma and relying on you."

Chen Weilin

The noodle stall owner felt that what Zhong Ling said made sense, immediately put Chen Weilin down, took out a piece of paper with a QR code printed on it, and stuffed it in front of Chen Weilin, "Scan the QR code to pay and pay for my pot of soup, a total of 200 yuan."

Zhong Ling sighed and shook his head behind him.

Wei Yan asked in a low voice, "Why are you sighing?"

Zhong Ling replied, "The boss dragged him for a long time. I thought I could blackmail him, but it turned out to be so honest."

Chen Weilin handed over the money with a half-push, and the boss pouted and swept the money twice with the rag in his hand.

Seeing the three of them coming out, Chen Weilin looked down at the time, seeing that it was getting closer to the time when the thing came out.He raised his head and glanced at Wei Yan, and felt that the man in front of him was different from the first time he met, with an indescribable calmness, which was different from the two people around him.Together, these three people are like a reliable triple jump down the steps.

Chen Weilin swallowed his saliva, took a few breaths, and said, "Help me, save my mother."

The owner of the noodle stall scolded, "It's so unlucky, I met a psychopath early in the morning." When he looked up, he saw Chen Weilin's face trembling and the corners of his mouth twitching, and he was obviously taken aback.He looked at the three people beside Wei Yan, then at Chen Weilin, and whispered, "Could it be something dirty?"

The owner of the noodle stall has been setting up a stall here for more than ten years, and the alley at the entrance of Qingliuguan has always been left unattended.Although there are many old houses, they are unwilling to demolish them. When the government thinks about the cost of demolition and the benefits it can bring, it is better to forget it.Occasionally rectify it, basically in a state of black eyes.Although Qingliu Temple is a Taoist temple, in fact Cangshi does not advocate Taoism very much, but has become a quiet place in the busy city.

The owner of the noodle stall has never seen these three people before, but seeing them coming to live in the Taoist temple last night, he thought they might be monks or something, so he added the phrase "help me" and immediately thought about it went.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Weilin's distraught appearance can be understood.

Zhong Ling didn't know about the paper figurine at this time, but felt that Chen Weilin's perception was really bad, as if he was used to being domineering all year round, so he gave him a few words.But if it can be of some help and save lives, that's also a good thing.What's more, this person will receive a call from his mother's drowning in a while.

Just now he heard from Wei Yan that the reason why ghosts are sent to pick up ghosts who fell into the water is because it is difficult to tell the direction in the water, and ghosts will go the wrong way. If they are not careful, they may wade into the underworld and turn into ashes.

There are several places in this world that are taboo. For example, the ghost world of the underworld is a place of ghosts. Only dead things and souls can enter. People with yang energy or monsters always have to pay a price if they want to step in. Common is life.

Monster Mountain is a legendary place, not to mention people and ghosts, even monsters have never seen it.It's just that in the legend, only powerful monsters can open it.

In the world, you can come, shop, and play at will.Just be happy.

Zhong Ling pointed to the booth below, and said, "Sit down first. The boss will bring me three bowls of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables." He thought for a while, and added, "Don't use that pot of soup."

The owner of the noodle stall wanted to hear some strange stories in the market, but he was forced to leave as soon as he stretched out his ears, so he could only respond, "Okay, don't worry."

Zhong Ling looked at Chen Weilin, who was fidgeting on the opposite side of him, and knew that he was worried about his mother, so he said "sorry."

Chen Weilin suddenly turned his head to look at him, his bloodshot eyes widened.Wei Yan frowned, always on guard against this person's pounce.But after a while, Chen Weilin sighed, and his voice became much calmer, "The first time I saw this thing was last month."

When Chen Weilin narrated the whole incident, he seemed to bear a great psychological burden. He spoke intermittently, sometimes with vague words and wandering eyes.As he talked, he would suddenly stand up and look at the end of the path, where he was having a fierce psychological struggle on whether to go to the hospital or stay here.

Fuwa listened most seriously. He held his chin with one hand. Chen Weilin paused occasionally, and he would go up to comfort him. Even the bowl of fragrant noodles in front of him obviously couldn't attract him anymore.

Zhong Ling was not the case. When Chen Weilin paused for the third time, Zhong Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the bowl and drank two mouthfuls of noodle soup, "Mr. Chen, you are really making it difficult for us."

Chen Weilin froze for a moment, but still tried to play dumb, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhong Ling shook his head, "You know your mother is dead, you know why you died, right? You are still here and not telling the truth, what's the point?"

Wei Yan stretched out his hand to embrace Zhong Ling's shoulder, and rubbed his palm on it twice.Whether Zhong Ling made up his mind to help Chen Weilin, or the current excitement, Wei Yan expected it.He glanced at Chen Weilin lightly, "One last time."

After Wei Yan finished speaking, Chen Weilin raised his arm and kept rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. No one could clearly see his expression at the moment.

Chen Weilin raised his head again, his eyes were red, obviously what was wiped off the back of his hand just now was not only his emotions, but also his tears.He was originally thin, but now he lost his bravado, and suddenly looked like a shrunken seventy-year-old man, with his back bent and trembling.

"Is it true that she can't be saved?" Chen Weilin asked in a low voice.

Wei Yan shook his head.It's not that he can't be rescued, but that the sacrifice is quite large, not to mention that this is a matter of the underworld.

Chen Weilin pressed the corner of his eyes with the edge of his thumb, and said, "The first time I encountered this thing was a month ago, when I participated in a treasure appraisal activity held by a TV station."

The noodle stall uncle suddenly realized, "No wonder you look familiar. It turned out that I watched your show on TV before, and it was the show that came and smashed."

Chen Weilin ignored him, and said directly, "Before the show starts, we will actually have a script. Of course, the treasures that need to be identified have been seen by us long before the show starts to make sure there is no problem, and then record on the same day. One month A while ago, when we went to the reserved land, a farmer there brought a string of bracelets.

At that time, I checked and felt that this string of things is real. Although the age cannot be verified, it is definitely an object from a long time ago.I discussed with the farmer and said that the bracelets should be passed on to me.He quit and asked me to quote a price on the show.

This thing is true and true, but after all, if there is no age, no one else can verify it. After all, when dealing with antiques, it is all about timing.So, I directly said that this thing was fake and smashed it on the spot.

But in fact, what I smashed at that time was a substitute that I had prepared before, and it was really in my hands. "

When Chen Weilin said this, he looked up at Wei Yan and Zhong Ling with pain on his face, "It's just that I really didn't think why he committed suicide. You said that this current thing is the wronged soul of this farmer?"