After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

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Xie Bian remembered the swaying duck propaganda team he saw on the street that day, and the appearance of the large doll costume was an enlarged version of the one in front of him.

Master Sha lured these players in, determined the winner or loser with mahjong, and then asked the winner to bury the children in the coffin with clothes.

Everyone was still thinking, but Hao Wan suddenly squatted down, grabbed the little duck and held it in his palm.

Hao Wan is a fierce ghost, but after all, he was only an eight-year-old child when he became a ghost, and now he is still a child at heart, and he will take away any toys he sees, regardless of whether it is dangerous or not.

Because the ghost uncle and sister ghost in Wuwang City didn't teach him the word "dangerous", they are dangerous to others.

Hao Wan grabbed the duck and wanted to keep it for himself. After playing with it for a long time, he raised his head and looked at Xie Bian. The boss was here, so he had to ask first.

"Take it and play." Xie Bian patted his head, letting Hao Wan put the duck into his arms like a treasure.

Summoned all the four greedy ghosts, a group of people worked so hard for a long time, only a school uniform and a duckling were harvested, Ren Xie Bian couldn't figure it out no matter what.

"Boss, my lord," Tan Chi greeted him with something to say, "There is a man hiding in the woods to the east, do you want to catch him?"

Xie Bian looked up at the sky, it was dark and gloomy, and he didn't intend to turn on the light yet, so he waved his hands to signal them to move.

With orders, Tan Chi turned into a black shadow and attacked towards the woods east of the city, capturing the man in the blink of an eye.

"Don't kill me!" The man was terrified, and when he saw Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

The more Xie Bian listened, the more familiar his voice became.

"Are you the one lying in the coffin yesterday?" Xie Bian asked.

The two of them went out of the city together last night, they didn't have time to open the small coffin, they only rescued the people in the two big coffins, and they were placed in the coffins on the spot due to time constraints.

Hearing the voice, this man is the one who was trembling in the coffin yesterday.

The man knelt on the ground and raised his head tremblingly: "It's me, benefactor, don't kill me!"

He looked like this, presumably because he saw the fighting and killing outside in the woods, and he was frightened.

"Where is the other person?" Fan Wujiu cut off the iron nails of the other coffin before leaving yesterday, but today only this one is exposed, and the remaining one is gone even the coffin.

"I don't know, I don't know... It was dark, I was afraid, so I crawled out of the coffin, I didn't see him, I don't know..."

He hugged his head and curled up on the ground while talking, and the only thing he said over and over again was "I don't know".

This person was terrified when he saw the crowd of ghosts dancing wildly, and he couldn't recover for a while.

Xie Bian pointed at him, and looked at Tan Chi: "You guys look at him."

One is protection, and the other is surveillance. Xie Bian doesn't trust anyone who appears out of thin air in the evil realm.

Tan Chi took the order and slipped the man behind him by his collar.

"Boss, do you want to find another person?" Xi Bei put the Buddhist beads on his shoulders, ready to take orders at any time.

"Wait a minute," Xie Bian lowered his head to look at the whip in his hand, stroked his toes back and forth, feeling a little awkward, "Who made you call the boss?"

One bite and one boss, Xie Bian got a headache when he heard it, and he guessed that it must be Fan Wujiu's fault, after all, he himself didn't like hearing people call him boss.

After hearing this, the five ghosts on the left and right immediately turned their heads to look at Fan Wujiu.

It really was his fault.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fan Wujiu looked innocent, "Don't you guys keep calling me that?"

Tan Chi nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, they have been called the boss for a long time. They have been called by the title for thousands of years. I really can't remember why they called it that way.

Fan Wujiu didn't intend to admit it, and Xie Bian had no choice but to admit it, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still felt awkward: "From now on, you are not allowed to call me the boss, and you are not allowed to call me the lord, just call me Xie Bian."

As soon as these words came out, several greedy ghosts looked at each other for a long time, would they dare?

Xie Bian took the whip away pointedly: "Didn't you call me very well when we first met, kid, brother, little brother Xie, huh?"

Every time Xie Bian said a title, he looked at one person, and Tan Chi and the others had goosebumps all over their heads.

It's so cold in winter.

In order to adapt to their identities in the world, Fan Wujiu also arranged scripts for each of them. When he saw Xie Bian, what he said and did was arranged by Mr. Wuchang. Looking like he was about to settle accounts, Tan Chi said that shuddering would be light.

Xie Bian watched as he frightened these evil spirits rampaging underground, lowered his head and trembled, pursed the corners of his mouth, and put the whip back on his waist: "Okay, don't stick around here and get in the way, go find someone. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the four black shadows disappeared as if fleeing, running as far as they could, faster than a rabbit.

"Why scare them?" Fan Wujiu watched a scene of the reunion between the boss and the younger brother after a long absence, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Xie Bian rolled his eyes at him: "I'm the boss, I like to do this, it's fun, isn't it?"

"Okay, you are the boss, what are you talking about." Fan Wujiu was delighted to see this rare act of cheating on him, he was happier than winning the lottery.

While they were talking, left and right changed from ghost body back to human form, shaking his hand of gold, silver and jewels and patting Zhao Meng's back to comfort him.

Obviously, Zhao Meng has not yet come out of the disappointment that he is not even qualified to be his brother's follower.

"It's okay, even if you don't know anything, adults won't dislike you." He coaxed Zhao Meng from left to right, just like coaxing his younger brother.

Xie Bian interrupted him: "Who says I don't dislike it?"

These few people, who hadn't seen each other for a few years, not only dared to lie to him with Fan Wujiu, but also dared to speculate on his thoughts. It's true that the city lord is not at home, and the little ghost is called the king!

Zhao Meng sucked half of the snot bubble, and was frightened by his brother's words: "Brother, do you really despise me?"

"I hate it to death." Xie Bian showed a "really disgusted" expression, left him to take the child's clothes and walked back.

Zhao Meng hurried to catch up.

"Brother, don't want me."

"Brother, I will change it, I'm sure... better than them all!"

"Brother, I already know how to use a cane, Master Zuo praised me."

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"Brother, don't ignore me, I'm scared...no, I'm not scared at all!"

"Brother, where are you going?"

Xie Bian was so annoyed by him: "Go back and play mahjong!"

Four people were selected from the Dizi Bureau. If two of the previous ones were buried in the soil, then the Tianzi Bureau must have not been opened yet.

Now that the Tianzi Bureau has been set up, he managed to finish playing mahjong for two days, so how could he not go to see the cards of the Tianzi Bureau?

Fan Wujiu led the left and right to follow, seeing Xie Bian walking with Zhao Meng with a look of disgust, he felt much better.

The good scene of watching the play after bickering didn't last long, and Xie Bian realized that something was wrong.

Calculating the time, it should be dawn, but apart from the weird skylight and overcast clouds, there is not even a shadow of the sun in the east.

Moreover, after walking for a long time, Xie Bian found that he seemed to be still spinning in circles.

Looking back, Fan Wujiu had the same puzzled look on his face, Xie Bian strengthened his mind.

Master Sha changed his mind for some reason, and did not intend to let them go back to the small building to continue the mahjong game.

"Brother, I am afraid... I am not afraid, I will protect you!" Zhao Meng put his stick across his chest, pretending to protect Xie Bian, it seems that he has really improved.

Xie Bian looked up, the sky had changed drastically.

Dark clouds hang down from all directions, starting from the horizon, and gradually converging towards the wilderness.

There was a familiar knocking sound, like "Flower Card" leading his two deputies back from the end of the corridor.

The Tianzi Bureau is not in the small building, but just outside the city, the land under their feet.

Xie Bian turned around and walked back to the place where the museum was just buried.

Zhao Meng didn't understand what happened when he came here, and he didn't know why his brother turned around after walking for a long time, but he still followed Xie Bian, and continued to make a gesture of protection for half a step, for fear that Xie Bian would be disgusted by comparison. He, don't want him as a follower.

With him like this, Xie Biantuo of the province has been asking everywhere to find someone to take care of him.

Fan Wujiu reacted almost at the same time as Xie Bian, deliberately stopped and waited for a while, let Xie Bian walk in front of him, then turned and walked back.

When the four of them walked to the burial site, "Hua Pai" and two Ah Piao just came out from the clouds.

"Four adults, long time no see!"

The "flower card" that was carried out by left and right yesterday appeared in front of them intact again.

"The Tianzi Bureau is about to open, four adults please take your seats as soon as possible!"

As soon as the words of "Hua Pai" fell, suddenly there was a lot of wind in the southeast, northwest and four directions.

The ground shook violently, and a ray of skylight leaked through the clouds, shining on the frozen ground in winter.

Four high walls are arched under the cracked soil, more than three meters high, and the shrinking city walls are built on the card table. This is the real siege.

Surrounded by the city wall is the real Tianzi Bureau.

"Please four adults take your seats as soon as possible!"

The three of "Flower Cards" floated in the air, and repeated this sentence again.

Take a seat, Mahjong is the city wall, and the seat is on the city wall.

In all four directions, all four of them have to go up to continue the game.

Xie Bian glanced at Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu understood, walked towards the east, jumped up and stood on the eastern city wall.

Xie Bian put his long whip on the edge of the western wall, jumped up, and looked at Fan Wujiu and Fan Wujiu across the crack.

Seeing the two adults take their seats, he took a deep breath from both sides, and lifted Zhao Meng by the shoulders and sent him to the southern city wall.

Then, the greedy ghost showed his original body, holding a copper coin sword, and stood in the north.

The four sides are seated, and the game begins.

"Flower Card" dropped a square clod of soil from the air. Seen from the ground, the surroundings of the clod were not one to six points, but four characters "East", "South", "West" and "North". There were two empty sides, and the southeast, north, and west rotated around the empty side, and the dirt dice stopped on the ground with a grunt.

What appears on the top is "West".

Xie Bian is the villager.

The earth wall under Xie Bian's feet began to change, cracks intertwined, the frozen soil fell apart, clods fell, and patterns emerged on the city wall.

There is a ravine at a distance of two meters, and on both sides of the ravine are mahjong patterns that have already shown their shape.

Xie Bian walked from south to north, taking note of the mahjong tiles under his feet.

In ordinary mahjong, you put in the cards you want, and throw out the cards you don't want.

How to play the mahjong tiles made of this earthen wall?

The "Flower Card" in the sky didn't mean to speak, and the Tianzi Bureau didn't give a hint.

There were no hints, so Xie Bian could only try his own way.

He walked back and forth, selected a fortune not far away, and tried his best to throw the long whip over.

The whip body cracked the frozen ground, and the ravines on both sides of the affected part became deeper, separating it from the surrounding earth walls.

The earth pattern on the card surface was blown by the wind, floating in the air, and showing it to all directions.

Xie Bian hit him with a magic weapon and made a fortune.

It turns out that Tucheng mahjong is played in this way, and Zhao Meng followed suit, raising his cane to hit the frozen soil under his feet to play cards.

Suddenly there was a flash of light from the sky, and it shone on the earthen walls on the left and right in the north.

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The author has something to say:

Xie Bian: Don't call me boss!

Greedy Ghost: Alright, boss!

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