After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

Tang Guiquan pretended not to hear, took 600 yuan and went back to the yard with a plastic bag.

The bag was handed over by Gao Yuansheng when he gave the money, and it contained the Ming coins received yesterday. He glanced at it and saw 'Tiandi Bank' written on it, with an amount of 50 billion.

Yo, it seems that these little devils in taxis are quite rich.

"Master Patriarch, why don't I burn all the money to you?"

Chu Yang disdained: "Tch, I don't want it, it's all fake coins."

Tang Gui was surprised: "Isn't this a common gold coin in your underworld?"

Chu Yang stood in front of him in an instant: "First of all, I am not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, and the guy named Hades doesn't dare to take care of me. Second, gold and silver ingots are circulated in the underworld. This kind of paper money is just fabricated by living people, and the underworld does not recognize it. , and I'm very hungry now."

Tang Gui's tone was light: "Oh."

hungry?

Deserve it.

The ground of the main hall was in a mess, the clothes were all torn apart and randomly thrown on the futon, and the bags of vegetables and fruits were also opened.

Tang Gui frowned, turned his head and asked Chu Yang: "You don't like this dress?"

"That's not true." Chu Yang's tone was a little awkward: "But it's not mine yet."

"why?"

Chu Yang looked at him like a fool, and it took him a long time to say three words: "You didn't burn it."

"..."

You can't just say it directly, but you have to beat around the bush and say it's not your thing, it's really arrogant and troublesome.

After Tang Gui took the clothes to the open space in the yard and burned them, Chu Yang thought the clothes were troublesome again, but he actually didn't know how to wear them.

Tang Gui lost his patience after being worn out by him, so he directly found a video of a kindergarten teacher teaching a three-year-old to dress up and showed it to him.

Unexpectedly, this ghost still watched with relish, making Tang Gui feel that he was not offering sacrifices to his ancestors, but raising a child, but this illusion was only for a moment.

He cleaned up the main hall, took his things and went to Grandpa's room.

Yesterday Tang Gui went to Wangsheng Street to not only buy something for Chu Yang, but also bought a lot of gold foil paper by the way.

In the past, every Qingming Festival or the anniversary of the death of parents and grandma, grandpa would burn gold ingots made of gold foil for them, and Tang Gui would ask for leave from school to go home in advance. time.

In fact, Tang Gui didn't have too many complaints about his grandfather, but more because he didn't understand.

In particular, grandpa never discussed with him what to do. Grandpa never told him how much salary he would get a month in these years. Refuse to speak to him in advance.

He grew up in an old house, and there are too many memories of him in it. Tang Gui once asked his grandfather why he sold the house, and his grandfather just replied indifferently: The house is empty, so it is better to sell it.

Thinking about it now, grandpa lived in the old house all his life, so he must be even more reluctant, just to save his life, he had no choice but to sell it.

Such an elderly person did not even have a shelter left in the end.

"What are you thinking, so serious, your eyes are red."

Tang Gui withdrew his thoughts, raised his head, and saw Chu Yang leaning against the door looking at him with interest.

Although Chu Yang is a ghost, he has to be said to be outstanding. Before, he was dressed in a dark red gold-plated robe, which made him look handsome and elegant. Now he looks fresh and handsome in short sleeves and trousers. If he is alive, there must be a large number of pursuits behind him. By.

"You look good in this dress."

Chu Yang looked proud: "That's natural."

Tang Gui lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in them.

However, Chu Yang wasn't very interested in his affairs, so he didn't continue to ask. Instead, it was the gold ingot in his hand that attracted his attention.

"What do you fold gold ingots for?"

Tang Gui: "Burning to the dead relatives."

"Oh." Chu Yang reminded: "When you burn it, remember to ask your grandfather where you bought the incense."

Tang Gui was not in a high mood at the moment and ignored him.

In the next second, there was a chill on the neck: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Tang Gui's back stiffened, and he stretched out his hand to push him away: "I heard, can you stay away from me?"

Chu Yang: "No."

"Don't you think the scene where two big men are so close is weird?"

Chu Yang: "No."

Tang Gui remembered what he said yesterday, got up and opened the bag next to him, took out a bucket of laundry detergent from it, and threw it into Chu Yang's arms: "Here, hold it and suck it."

Chu Yang looked at the things in his arms suspiciously, opened the lid and smelled it, immediately frowned, and threw it aside in disgust: "It doesn't smell good."

Tang Gui was surprised: "Didn't you still praise it for its good smell yesterday?"

"Have it?"

"..."

Who was like a dog skin plaster yesterday, I wanted to paste it when I saw him.

Chu Yang corrected: "I'm talking about your smell."

"I'm a big man. Apart from the smell of laundry detergent and shampoo, I smell of sweat."

"It's not smelly, it's very fragrant."

"..."

If it wasn't because he couldn't beat him, he would definitely beat this pervert to death!

Tang Gui let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down: "Chu Yang, let's make another deal."

"Say."

"In the future, you will keep a distance of at least two meters from me, and I will burn incense for you every day, okay?"

Chu Yang blinked innocently: "Even if you don't make a deal, you still have to worship me every day."

"If I don't come."

Grandpa said, this ghost can save his life at a critical moment, the big deal is that Tang Gui doesn't want this chance to save his life.

"Then I will kill, people."

Chu Yang's words were very casual, as if talking about today's weather is as simple as.

Tang Gui gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "It's up to you."

"Oh." Chu Yang asked, "Do you want to watch it now?"

"Do not want to."

"Oh, I'll kill you later on."

"..."

Why can this person speak so confidently about breaking the law?

Besides, in such a barren land, there is no other person besides him. Could it be that Tang Gui just watched him kill himself?

Tang Gui tried his best to bring the topic back: "Then tell me, how can you stay away from me?"

Chu Yang pondered for a long time and said, "Why don't you move here."

"No, I still have to go to class."

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Chu Yang just didn't want to agree, Tang Gui had a sense of familiarity, and he felt very comfortable and at ease just being a little closer to him.

The two were in a stalemate for a minute, but in the end Tang Gui was defeated and compromised: "Okay, I can move here, but not now, I still have half a month of summer vacation, so I can move here then, okay?"

Chu Yang thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

At worst, wait for him to live, and secretly hug him while he is asleep.

Tang Gui didn't know what was going on in his heart, but seeing that he agreed so quickly, he said worriedly, "You can't prove what you say, how can you guarantee it?"

Chu Yang spread his hands, and said leisurely: "There is no guarantee, anyway, you can't fight, and you can't win by scolding, so there is nothing you can do."

Tang Gui didn't make another sound, and the speed of folding the gold ingots in his hands was a little faster. He decided to quickly fold the ingots, burn them for grandparents, and then take away the Daoist books and handwritten notes left by grandpa. Stay here for a second.

Chu Yang saw what he was thinking and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I will try to stay as far away from you as possible in the future."

"If you're worried, maybe I didn't do it, then you...don't offer incense to me, and let me have nothing to eat."

Oh, what a perfunctory punishment.

Although Tang Gui doesn't know much about ghosts and gods, he also knows that ghosts are not afraid of hunger. Many ghosts left in the world have no one to worship, and they can't eat a full meal a year. What can he do if he is hungry for a day or two?

Besides, Grandpa has been dead for more than half a month, and no one has worshiped him for more than half a month. Isn't he still alive and well, just now he was still alive and screaming to kill people.

No matter, let's make it up first, after all, the facts are as Chu Yang said, he can't beat or scold him, and he still has to swallow his breath for his ancestor.

Tang Gui was worried that his grandfather would not be doing well in the underground, so he bought a lot of gold foil paper this time, and it seemed that he couldn't finish folding it by noon, but he was used to being alone, so he was quite patient.

And after Chu Yang promised not to approach him again, he went to sit on the desk next to him, with his hands on his sides, his long legs dangling from time to time, looking very boring.

Tang took the lead in provoking the topic: "Chu Yang, how long have you been here?"

The driver said yesterday that this Taoist temple has a history of hundreds of years, so Chu Yang must have stayed here for a long time.

"Can not remember."

Tang Gui asked again: "Then you haven't thought about reincarnating in the past or visiting other places?"

"No."

Tang Gui: "Do you want to stay here forever?"

"Yeah." Chu Yang changed his posture, looked outside, and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Tang Gui asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

"do not know."

Tang Gui was surprised: "Are you waiting for someone who doesn't know who it is?"

"Yeah." Chu Yang's tone was a little more serious than usual.

Tang Gui asked again: "You don't even know who the other party is, even if he comes, can you recognize him?"

Chu Yang didn't speak.

Tang Gui felt his loss, and comforted him: "It's okay, you don't remember him..."

"The master said, I just need to wait here, and he will come back to me."

"Owner?"

"Well, I can walk in the sun and condense into a solid body. In fact, this is the result of being refined by the master."

Refining ghosts involves a field that Tang Gui has never touched, and he has never even heard of it, but Chu Yang is indeed different from other ghosts.

Tang Gui asked again: "Then he hasn't come, do you want to wait like this?"

"Maybe."

At least for now, Chu Yang has no intention of leaving.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"Actually, I don't have any hope. Hundreds of years have passed, and I don't remember many things. He must have been reincarnated."

Tang Gui didn't know how to comfort him, but he still asked with concern: "Do you still remember what caused the amnesia?"

"Forcibly counterattack."

Tang Gui still didn't understand: "Then your current memory..."

"Very good, I clearly remember that you haven't bought incense yet and that you will move here in a while."

Tang Gui: "..."