If you are afraid of ghosts, you have to hold on to the big man's thigh

Zhao Youqian looked stupid, as if he had no idea of ​​the "good deeds" he had done, and even more that he didn't know that the Immortal Sect he believed in was actually a harmful cult.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Zhao Youqian knew about it, but he just pretended not to know, or there were other reasons.

The little celestial master observed Zhao Youqian's expression, and deliberately deceived him, "It seems that you don't know what these 'ordinary wooden statues' of yours did. To be honest, these wooden statues of yours almost killed three of you yesterday. human life."

Then he elaborated on the supernatural incident that happened at Mr. Hou's house yesterday, perhaps because the little celestial master's stern face telling stories was so bluffing that he really scared Zhao Youqian so much that he said no for a long time When he spoke, he didn't clamor to question the authenticity of the little Tianshi's words.

After listening to the little celestial master's story, Zhao Youqian did not speak for a long time, in a state of shock, his eyes trembled slightly, revealing complex emotions.

Seeing this, the little celestial master always felt that Zhao Youqian seemed to know something, so he deliberately lied to him, and said with a straight face, "Mr. Now, before the matter has reached Grandmaster's ears, if you know something, tell us quickly, and we can settle it privately."

"Do you know what you don't know?" Zhao Youqian still said the same thing, still emotionally agitated, "Are you trying to treat me like a prisoner? I, Zhao Youqian, don't think I'm a good person, but this big evil has nothing to do with it." Never did!"

Zhao Youqian choked on his own saliva because he spoke too hastily, "...I am confident in the Immortal Cult, and I am dedicated to goodness. I dare not even step on ants on weekdays, let alone do such harmful things." Something happened! Besides, is it possible that you are here this time to solve my problem?"

"Mr. Zhao don't need to be so excited." Jiang Cihang reassured, with a leisurely tone, and the little celestial master sang the bad face and the red face, and said in a pleasant manner: "The matter of 'wooden statue harming people' needs to be investigated, and the strange things about you naturally also need to be investigated. ...It's just that I don't know if there is any connection between the two. To put it bluntly, maybe someone is secretly framing you. Don't you think it's suspicious? These accidents happen one after another..."

While talking, he took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, handed them to Zhao Youqian, and signaled him to smoke.

"Can there be any connection?" Zhao Youqian took the cigarette impatiently, put it under his nose and smelled it, and his face softened instantly, "The strange thing that happened to me has happened for several years! It's nothing to do with it at all relationship, and no one would want to frame me."

Zhao Youqian lit a cigarette, bit his mouth and said vaguely: "It seems that the master didn't explain clearly to you, I haven't gone out to socialize with people for several years, and my former relatives and friends have long since broken up. It's clean, I don't know anyone well, and I don't have any interests involved, so no one would bother to harm me."

Zhao Youqian had a lonely expression on his face, his expression was shrouded in smoke, and he was actually somewhat melancholy.

"If that's the case, why don't you talk about Mr. Zhao first." It seems that Zhao Youqian can't ask any information about the "Evil God Statue" from Zhao Youqian. go outside.

Seeing this, Jiang Cihang followed Zhao Youqian's words, temporarily suppressed his doubts about the "evil god statue", and asked about Zhao Youqian's story instead.

"What? Master didn't tell you anything?" Zhao Youqian couldn't help asking suspiciously, but after thinking about it, these three people rushed to the door and used force against him, and the "timely" text message just proved that The three of them were dispatched very temporarily, so they didn't delve into it further.

Zhao Youqian cleared his throat and said, "What about me, I should start from about two or three years ago..."

Before the accident, Zhao Youqian was just an idle young man from the village and town, living on his old age.Speaking of Zhao Youqian, the neighbors all looked disgusted, and they couldn't say a good word about Zhao Youqian at all.

However, gnawing on the old is not a long-term solution after all, coupled with the neighbors' pointing and gossip.Zhao's mother was finally disappointed with this useless son after she was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital. She simply gritted her teeth and entrusted Zhao Youqian to a distant relative who was working in the city with a cheeky face. connect.

Zhao Youqian was "abandoned" just like that.

When I left home, I only had 500 yuan in my pocket.

It took less than a week to go to the city, and it was squandered. If it wasn't for distant relatives who took in a place to stay, it would have been even worse, and it was very likely that they would end up living on the streets.

Zhao Youqian, who has no money, of course wants to go home, but he suffers from lack of money, and his relatives are unwilling to lend him a sum of travel expenses. If he wants to go back on foot, it is not realistic. If you don't know the way, you may starve to death before halfway.

In desperation, Zhao Youqian was in a daze for a while, and finally realized the fact that he had no one to protect him, so he could only obey the arrangement of his fellow villager, and became an apprentice with a master craftsman who made coffins, including food, lodging and no salary.

However, the work of making a coffin is boring and boring.Although there are people passing away every day, every day, every day, not all of them need coffins, not to mention that cremation and flower burials are vigorously promoted nowadays, so there are even fewer coffins needed, and the demand is all in the towns.

Zhao Youqian studied with that master for three months, and only sold two sets of coffin boards.On weekdays, he relies on "side jobs" to make a living-doing wood carvings such as wooden statues, plaques, custom-made wooden beds or wooden cabinets.

Occasionally, when the coffin is sold, a "special service" is also added, that is, to act as a funeral host, acting as a priest full of exotic flavors or a mage with local characteristics according to the needs of customers.

Speaking of his master, he is really a "capable person"!

I haven't studied for a few days, and I don't know a lot of big characters, but I can recite scriptures and so on, and it's not an exaggeration to even recite them backwards.

I don't know whether it is Zhao Youqian who is talented, or the old teacher is good at teaching, but after only three months of learning, Zhao Youqian is just getting started, and the portrait sculpture he learned has such a taste, I can't say how delicate it is , but the character's soulful expression was captured very well, and he was praised by relatives and several other people, saying that he has graduated from the teacher and can go out to set up a stall for sale.

He does not mean that.

Zhao Youqian really boldly started a stall business, selling some baubles carved by himself, small ornaments and so on, and placed them in the night market, which really earned him a little money.

But the good times didn't last long, and Zhao Youqian's business was just a novelty for a while, and there were no other styles to choose from, and there was no color at all, so it quickly lost its appeal.

But at this time, Zhao Youqian had a brainstorm and came up with a wonderful way to sell these items.

That is to make localized "doll gods".

"Doll God?" Li Qiubao was fascinated, and subconsciously repeated Zhao Youqian's words, "What, what is a Doll God?"

"To put it simply, it's the culture from country T, which is a bit similar to raising little ghosts." Zhao Youqian scratched the back of his head and said, but unlike raising little ghosts, no special materials are needed, such as baby spirits. Ashes or stumps or whatever.Just use a simple doll and go through the practice of eminent monks, and invite the baby spirit to live in it.

"Of course, I don't have that great ability to invite some spirits and immortals to enter." Zhao Youqian said, "I'm just a gimmick... just to attract people to buy."

Zhao Youqian's "Doll God" is at best smaller, has a portable bag, and has been beautified with a background story.Compared with the real doll god in T country, it is not so delicate, and it doesn't look so weird.

However, Zhao Youqian's mouth is quite strong, and he babbled nonsense, and now the big stars in the entertainment industry are all popular in raising doll gods, in order to seek a smooth career and a lot of money.

In short, he blows up the localized "doll god" made by himself into something like a human-shaped amulet, and invites a few friends to pretend to be customers who have patronized his business before to "fulfill his wish".Bragging about the good things that happened to me after I bought the "Doll God".

What exams are high school, the person I like also likes me.

Zhao Youqian's business is also miraculously getting better and better, and even many customers who were not invited by him have brought people around him to take care of his business, saying that the doll God sold by Zhao Youqian is really effective.

Zhao Youqian had an idea, and added some gadgets such as "Yue Lao Rope" and "Lucky Stone" to sell together.

On the night of the accident, because the business was so good, Zhao Youqian couldn't close the stall until 10:30, and because he had received a big order-customizing a "doll god", he forgot to chat with that big customer at the booth At that time, the two of them had made an appointment with Zhao Youqian to close the stall and then went to a nearby bar to sit down and talk in detail, but a mobile phone ringing from a big customer directly disrupted their plans.

After Zhao Youqian exchanged business cards with the big client, he rushed to take the last bus.

At this time, it was eleven o'clock, the time when the subway and buses were out of service.

But Zhao Youqian was very "lucky" to catch the last bus when he arrived at the bus stop.

"Thinking about it now, it's really fucking weird!" Zhao Youqian felt goosebumps when he thought of what happened at that time, and regretted that he was careless at the time, and only played on his mobile phone to chat with relatives and friends and brag about how much money he made tonight , I didn't even notice how weird that bus was.

The interior lights of the car were blue, and the gloomy driver wore a hat with the brim of the hat covering his eyes, revealing only a pale and short chin.

There were six or seven people sitting in the car, their faces were also pale, and their eyes were extremely empty, staring straight ahead.

Zhao Youqian didn't notice that although this bus is the one he often takes, the screen showing the bus numbers is not made of electronics, but white paper with crooked numbers written on it in bloody colors. .

Kuang-kuang-kuang-

As the car started to move, the passengers in the car also showed a sad smile on their numb faces, and looked at Zhao Youqian with empty eyes, like a hungry tiger looking at a bleating lamb.

[The author has something to say: Changed the next chapter: Question 1 ([-]) Timeline of Zhao Youqian]