The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Yuantong and Tongling looked around at Li Manyun without speaking to each other, the scene was quite strange.

Cen Jin was lying on the living room and pressing the calculator, calculating how much it would cost to raise a child and a house, and he had no time to talk to the three little ones opposite.

Li Manyun's psychological age is about ten years old, and she cannot be locked in the house all day, and she is prone to psychosis.

Originally half human and half demon, what should I do if I am stimulated and return to a weird state, and then take revenge on society?

So you have to go to school, not to become a dragon or a phoenix, but to understand etiquette, justice, integrity and shame.

Going to school is the first step, and the second is to find a way for her to integrate into human society, especially not to let Li Manyun wander around in the university, if she is not neatly recognized by a teacher and professor, she will be wiped out, and he will have to collect the ashes later for investigation.

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Li Manyun has no ID card!

It is not difficult to register Li Manyun. Cen Jin himself is a vagrant without a registered residence. It took more than half a year to register and obtain an ID card for him thanks to the blind woman who ran around.

Going through the process again now is time-consuming and costly. Fortunately, he has been working around these years and has met many grassroots friends in government agencies. He can ask them to help take care of him. It will cost about 1000 yuan to buy a cigarette and a meal. .

Children have to buy tutoring materials and various extracurricular activities fees to go to school, at least one or two thousand, so prepare 2000 yuan first, and don't consider extracurricular training classes and interest classes for the time being.

For other daily living expenses, just prepare [-] yuan.

Then there is the hut in the forest. It is easy to raise, and it is fed once a month. There are still a lot of weird corpses in the old building, but there is no refrigerator, and it will rot after a long time. But it is better to buy a large freezer.

It can not only supply meat for a long time, but also ensure the hygiene of the old building.

Secondly, the old building belongs to him now, and the ghosts, white coats and other surviving monsters are his tenants. In order for the tenants to have a good living experience, the living supporting environment of the old building must also be improved.

Don't seek to be tall, but seek comfort.

In addition, the uppermost floors of the old building were damaged by Li Zhenzhong, and the residents above had to move down and repair them if conditions permit. In addition, the sixth and seventh floors cannot be lived in. It is either an operating table or a laboratory. Residents cannot see PTSD attacks?

The pattern has to be changed.

The fifth and second floors can live, and the ghosts still live on the second floor, allowing them to organize the home and the door by themselves.

The fifth floor allows white coats and failed experiments to live in. As for the third floor, it can be transformed into a single room, but the structure needs to be overhauled.

Knocking down is also a huge project, and the cost is too high, so we can only do it step by step.

First register the population, arrange occupancy and management, and the residents regularly clean the old building, and then he tries to get some green trees and flowers in, but he doesn't know what kind of plants can survive in the inner world with high concentration of mental pollution.

Cen Jin's plan is not for investment. He said that if he does not work for capital, he will never become a lackey of capital. He just wants to improve the living conditions of the general public and make the people happy and healthy. He is following the red line of socialism and world harmony.

Cen Jin, who made the plan step by step, never thought about how strange it would be for him to regard the horrible weirdness as "human beings" and use the order of the "human" society to regulate the weirdness.

Adding, adding, subtracting, and subtracting finally came up with an approximate cost: 17.

It is still necessary to reduce the cost of labor, materials, maintenance and renewal to calculate the minimum cost, but when I look back, I can't see the account of [-], and Cen Jin is very depressed.

At this time, a text message was sent from the mobile phone, which was a notice of part-time job recruitment in the library: due to the accident of the employer, the part-time job announcement was canceled, and the salary of the previous trial work was settled and the compensation was tripled.

There is also a text message from the bank below, showing that a transfer of 684 yuan has been received.

"……"a bolt from the blue.

The only life-saving high-paying part-time job is gone!

How could he forget that the downtown library was the beginning of Li Zhenzhong's sinful life?

Li Zhenzhong's head was chopped off, all members of the Li clan died, and his personal assets were estimated to be handed over to the state. How could he still have the money to hire a librarian?

In particular, the weirdness of the library has been solved, and there will be no more haunted incidents. Why waste resources to hire a part-time administrator with a high salary?

Cause and effect, all cause and effect.

I never expected that because of my excellent handling ability, I would directly help the employer once and for all. As a result, I didn’t get a good job with a high hourly salary. Cen Jin’s heart that was not strong enough was hurt, and even his dazzling yellow hair lost its color in an instant. Lying softly on the top of the head.

The three little ones were amazed by Huang Mao's sudden mourning. Although he usually had a sad face lying flat, he had never had the feeling of "give up, it doesn't matter, whoever you love" that radiated from the inside out at this moment decadent breath.

Yuan Tong holds the copper bell head and tilts his head to look at him.

Tong Lingtou cheaply suggested whether to sneak attack on Huang Mao now.

Yuantong hesitated for a moment, shook his head and refused, and hummed softly: "I don't bother to sneak attack." It's not because of the feeding gestures a few days ago that made him feel a little better.

Bronze Lingtou loves to provoke right and wrong, so to put it bluntly, he is cheap, and when he sees that he can't provoke, he stops his flag and drums.

Holding a big red umbrella, Li Manyun walked up to Cen Jin and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Jin glanced at her: "Don't open an umbrella inside the house."

The copper bell head threatened: "Opening an umbrella in the house will attract ghosts."

Li Manyun: "Superstitious."

Cen Jin tidied up the draft and said, "The president is not tall."

Li Manyun paused, closed the umbrella slowly, and hugged it in his arms, thinking why he was still a little over one meter tall after more than ten years of birth.

Cen Jin changes his shoes and prepares to go to class. According to the old rules, Yuantong and Tonglingtou are told to take good care of the house and bring back delicious food in the evening. Li Manyun also stays at home to familiarize himself with the environment first, and later to take pictures to prepare for registration.

"By the way, later on I'll buy a double bed online and put it in Yuantong's room. You and Li Manyun are both girls and live in the same room, otherwise it would be too wasteful to share a room with each other."

Yu Tong jumped up and protested: "No! I refuse! There are five rooms in total, and there is still one room left for each person. Besides, why do I have to change from a single room to a double room when she comes?"

"I'm responsible for the accommodation expenses for both of you."

One sentence blocked the dissatisfaction of Yuantong and Li Manyun. The former even paid for the board and lodging, which was really wrong.

The latter was originally a big house with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and she was dissatisfied when she was reduced to sharing with other weird people, but there was no way to live under the fence, her mother entrusted her to Huang Mao.

Cen Jin glanced at the two cubs indifferently, and the elders made a decisive and rude decision before going out to class.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhou Man from the opposite side came out, Cen Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he was almost seen in the back room.

Zhou Man: "I heard that you activated the extraordinary technique when you were fighting Weird, and you officially became an extraordinary person?"

Cen Jin: "Brother, how do you know?"

Zhou Man: "The list of extraordinary people in the school forum has been updated."

What's this?

Seeing that Cen Jin didn't know, Zhou Man explained: "Because next year's branch schools around the world will hold competitive exchange meetings, and the school forums will also pay attention to this matter, so I will specially make a summary and ranking introduction of the world's extraordinary. However, the rankings will be updated at any time. The final growth is combined with its usual performance and is updated every Monday."

Cen Jin understood. After parting with Zhou Man, he entered the forum and found this post, and found that there were only 5350 superhumans among all the students in the world's five major branch schools + the main school, of which no more than a thousand new supernatural beings.

The top ten students are basically juniors and sophomores. Student No.1 is a native of Bald Eagle, a junior in the main school. His full name is Constantine Augustus Kroll. There is a story about this person next to him detailed introduction.

His ancestors can be traced back to the nobles of the Roman Empire, and now it is an old European family with industries all over the world. His single birth is at the top of the global pyramid, and he himself is particularly outstanding, with potential A+ and extraordinary skill sequence 39. This winter vacation, he went to the African coastline to deal with it. The bizarre incident in which 200 people on a cruise ship were headed by owls is a well-deserved No.1 among the younger generation.

The following rankings are from Maoxiong, Rome Vatican and Huaxia.

What surprised Cen Jin was that six, seven, and eight of them were all from Huaxia, and they were sophomores, named Wang Lingxian, Totem, and Wu Lan.

The first two names are familiar. I just spoke on the phone last night.

Although the top three are not Chinese, five of the top ten are of Chinese nationality, and they are not inferior to any major country in terms of strength.

He glanced at his ranking by the way, and flipped all the way to the back—very good, 3999, stuck in just the right position, not easy to be noticed, one place away from breaking through the [-] mark.

Ranking is dangerous, but after going backwards, it will be even less noticeable.

Cen Jin quit this post, and caught a glimpse of the hot post floating on the front page: [August [-] Xinhai City's richest man Li Zhenzhong and his monster room. 】

I don't think so, I just solved Li Zhenzhong last night, and it spread this morning?This spread speed is too fast.

Going in curiously, the front page describes what Li Zhenzhong has done secretly for more than ten years, torture and murder of his own daughter, imprisoning and making Guanyin mother in a strange way, all kinds of human experiments with no conscience... There are so many things that Li Zhenzhong has done secretly, just look at the version described in words. It's amazing.

The last two paragraphs of the text respectively explain that the official search for missing persons in the past few years has pointed to the old building of the Li family, so they have been recording the files, and finally sent a temporary investigation team to the old building of the Li family last night. And Li Zhenzhong, whose strength has greatly increased.

Finally, with the concerted efforts of the temporary investigation team, Li Zhenzhong's attempt to distort into a strange conspiracy was broken.Wang Lingxian and Totem joined forces to encircle and suppress Li Zhenzhong, and the totem known as the "Buddha Son" cut off Li Zhenzhong's head.

[Picture Senior Brother Saigao! ! 】

[According to the official internal disclosure, Li Zhenzhong, who has not yet been completely deformed, is no less powerful than Gao Danwei. 】

[It means that Senior Brother Tu cut off a dangerous and weird head by himself? ! 】

[Brother Niu. 】

[Some fans should not deliberately ignore the words 'Wang Lingxian' and 'joint force encirclement and suppression', please? 】

[Big and young fans arrived late...I guess it won't be long before public opinion will become Wang Lingxian's main output, and the totem will pick up the leak. 】

[No need to guess, a new post outside puts a picture stolen by Wang Fan from the inside, which clearly shows the two fatal guns on Li Zhenzhong's body. 】

[Grass, internally stolen pictures, official staff. 】

[We are grassroots, people are gangsters, and more than ten years ago, everyone shouted and beat us. 】

...The following omits more than a dozen pages of Pink Wars.

Cen Jin lamented that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and even a small school forum can split into two factions of fans. He quit the post and turned to the class schedule to check today's class schedule.

There are four cultural classes in the morning and four gymnastics classes in the afternoon.

Class starts at two o'clock, Cen Jin stepped on the dot to the gymnasium, and saw hundreds of people inside, except for Huang Jiang and Yu Wen, who basically didn't know each other.

He found a corner to stay, and was spotted by the sharp-eyed Yu Wen, who dragged him out into their group to connect with each other: "This is Huang Mao, Sihai Grotto Entrance Exam saved us."

"My name is Cen Jin."

"Oh yes." Yu Wen responded, pointing to the team members and introducing: "Needless to say, Huang Jiang, you know. These two are Senior Brother Wang Lingxian and Senior Brother Totem. We are a temporary team for the physical arts class."

When Cen Jin heard the familiar names, he looked over, and finally saw the rumored geniuses, and he couldn't help feeling that the outstanding people really played together.

"Hello, brothers."

Wang Lingxian responded lightly, her eyes were black and blue, and she had slept less than two hours last night, during which time she spent all her energy coping with the agency's interrogation and pollution testing, and now she was too tired to talk to anyone.

Totem responded with a good temper, but not lukewarm.

Fortunately, Cen Jin felt that this way of getting along was very comfortable, and he really wanted to go back and squat in the corner. After all, a mourner mixed in the group of the proud sons of heaven, no matter how you looked at it, it was out of place and very abrupt.

At this time, the class bell was loud and loud, and there was a loud "set up!" 'Sent out, all the students lined up quickly, with their heads held high and their chests high and full of energy.Cen Jin didn't notice for a while, and was pushed to the fourth place in the third row, mixing with Wang Lingxian and the others.

He is not very used to this position and wants to go to the end.

"Good afternoon, everyone!"

Hearing his voice before seeing anyone, the empty gymnasium is full of echoes of the loud voice that is unique to Shichahai.This man who is a Tibetan Lama and the director of teaching at the University of Missouri has no pretensions at all. He piles up shorts and flip flops, like an old man who has come out to enjoy the cool air.

"Report the number at the top of each row! I'll see who is late and leaves early."

Each team reported the number, and when they reached the third row, the leader of the row answered loudly: "Report! There is one more... a yellow-haired classmate!"

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to find Huang Mao. They thought it would be difficult to find, but they didn't expect to see it at a glance!

In the crowd, that yellow hair really shines.

Shi Shahai laughed: "His surname is Cen, right, classmate Huang?"

Huangmao himself: "..." The rotten stalk can't be passed, right?

After laughing, Shi Shahai still dutifully introduced Cen Jin.

And Cen Jin was already famous on the forum for cheating ghosts to commit suicide on the first day of school. Some freshmen and old students had already heard of him. Now that he saw him with his own eyes, he was just like the description in the forum, a "mourning batch" who can lie down at any time.

"By the way, our gymnastics class has been divided into groups in the first few classes. In the future, we will maintain the status quo until graduation for any quiz or weekly homework that requires group cooperation." Shi Chahai asked, "Do you understand?"

"understood!"

Hundreds of people spoke in unison, sonorously and forcefully, and they had no objection to this.

Before they entered the gymnastics class, they had learned about information in the forum, and they had already chosen students who were similar in strength to their own and could learn from each other's strengths as partners.Once the cooperation is over, next time it is best to choose the one that has been run-in, saving time and effort.

But they all assigned teams, Cen Jin is new here, what should he do?

So Cen Jin raised his hand and asked Shi Chahai, Shi Chahai pondered for a few seconds, and finally said: "Totem and his team are still short of one person, and Wu Lan just returned to his hometown, and there is a serious shortage of manpower, so you can fill in."

Cen Jin: "...?" Wait, which group to fill in?Wang Lingxian and the others are all geniuses?

"I think I'll go to the back group and just—" That's fine.

"Wang Lingxian, does your team have any objections?"

Wang Lingxian is the team leader.

He replied: "It doesn't matter."

Shi Shahai: "Okay, it's a happy decision. Let's start today's gymnastics training—by the way, Huang, your group's weekly exam has been completed, and it's very good. I'll give you an A+ rating. You are very lucky , get an A+ for nothing.”

Feeling the envious and jealous gazes gathered from all directions, Cen Jin: "..." was even more despondent.

After being in a daze for a few minutes, Cen Jin came back to his senses. While listening to Shi Chahai boasting about the importance of physical skills, Yu Wen broke his mouth: "Congratulations on joining our group. To celebrate, let's have a beer together tonight?"

Hearing this accent, people from Lu Province didn't run away, but why didn't they flip it?

Yu Wen continued to read, and Cen Jin extracted the information. There are probably three gymnastics classes in total, and each class has about 120 or 20 people.They are the second gymnastics class, including Cen Jin, a total of [-] people, divided into [-] groups, with six people in each group.

Cen Jin: "There are only five people in our group."

Yu Wen: "Senior Sister Wu Lan went back to her hometown to preside over the July and a half sacrifice ceremony of the Ghost and Gu Clan, and asked for half a month's leave."

The ghost girl Wu Lan, a genius who stands side by side with Wang Lingxian and Totem.

This group is the whole class, no, it is the elite group of the whole school, except for Cen Jin who was filled in.

Cen Jin pulled the ends of his hair, and just after he let out a heavy sigh, he heard Shi Shahai say: "...Physical arts, elementary body cultivation and fitness, intermediate self-protection, advanced ones can kill with a single punch, and of course also It can kill tricks. The so-called physical skills are not fancy and beautiful moves, nor are there any secrets of martial arts that can be played to perfection. It only pays attention to two words: strength and speed."

Shi Shahai: "Compared to physical skills, many people think that swordsmanship, spearmanship, and superhuman skills are more handsome and more lethal. It is generally believed that bare hands can't beat swords and shells, right?"

Cen Jin's expression is a bit weird, there is nothing wrong with this example, but it feels strange to put it here.

Sure enough, he heard the students next to him muttering: "Come here, swordsmanship, spearmanship, spearmanship, bodyjutsu, bodyjutsu, etc. The extraordinary skills are rubbish for everyone."

Yu Wen said: "Calm down, Director Ten will step on the other three courses in every class. The other courses are similar, just get used to it. After all, after one year, in addition to the compulsory courses of extraordinary skills, we need to learn more about swordsmanship, spearmanship and physical education. One of the courses is selected as a compulsory course, so the teachers start to compete for students from the first class."

In addition to the cultural courses and the compulsory supernatural arts, the superheroes of the University of Michigan must also study a combat class, and they can choose one of the spear skills, sword skills, and body skills.

Of course, swordsmanship is not limited to the use of swords, eighteen weapons are optional.

Gun skills are not just pistols. If you are interested in aircraft, artillery, and sniper rocket launchers, you can even send them to a nuclear weapons factory for further training, but they may not be useful.

After Cen Jin listened to the description, his impression was only one word: trench.

He thought that swordsmanship would cost money to buy cold weapons, and spearmanship would require regular maintenance and purchase of bullets for even the most common pistols.

"strength."

Shi Shahai punched a heavy steel weight in front of him, only a faint sound was heard, and there was a punch hole ten centimeters deep on the surface of the steel weight, and white steam could even be seen rising.

That is the combination of powerful force and ultra-fast speed, and the white mist produced by the violent friction when the air and hard blocks are hit hard.

"speed."

Shi Shahai finished showing lightly.

The high-strength iron block is as soft as tofu and can be easily stamped.

"You don't need supernatural skills, just try to hit the iron weight with your own strength, whoever can make a punch hole will pass the test." After finishing speaking, he let everyone move freely.

Everyone was confused and shouted: "Wait, director, you let us make iron weights by ourselves? No skills to teach? No need to lay a foundation?"

Shi Shahai put his hands on his hips: "Why didn't I teach skills? Didn't I talk about speed and strength! I told you to combine speed and strength, where did you hear it? One or two when I talk and fart, get down and do a hundred push ups!"

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. They looked at each other and wanted to play tricks again, but Totem and Wang Lingxian had already got down and did push-ups.

They looked at the two of them inexplicably, wondering why the gods didn't refute.

Cen Jin sighed inwardly, and then lay down and did push-ups.

Everyone took a few more classes than him, so why can't we figure out the situation?

Don't look at Shi Chahai's slovenly dress, two of the three sentences he speaks are ridiculed, and he mingles with the students at any time, but he is the first seat in the Samye Temple after the Living Buddha, and he went to Bharat to practice penance, and he came back not to hold a confidential position in the organization The person is the dean of a school, who is really easy to talk to?

This is a smiling Maitreya, with a laughable mouth that often reveals the Buddha's heart, but also with angry eyes and evil looks, with a heart of stone.

When it comes to doing the right thing, he is usually ruthless and uncompromising.

Sure enough, someone pleaded for mercy and was fined [-] push-ups + [-] laps with weights. If there is any objection, the credits will be directly deducted.

Now no one dared to refute the doubts. Everyone in the gymnasium lay down on the ground and did a hundred push-ups, and then hit the iron scales until the punch of "speed + strength" required by Shi Shahai was completed.

After finishing the push-ups, Yu Wen turned over and sat on the ground and said, "This is not a physical technique at all."

Cen Jin also finished his push-ups, his breath was a little anxious but steady, he looked back at the Shichahai overlooking the whole hall on the high platform, and asked, "What do you think is it?"

Yu Wen clapped his hands and his eyes sparkled: "Armstrong roundhouse kick! This is the ultimate romance of Taishu!"

Cen Jin twitched the corner of his mouth.

Huang Jiang calmed down and said coldly: "There is no Armstrong roundhouse kick in the world, because Armstrong is an astronaut who landed on the moon."

Yu Wen was a little hurt: "I don't believe it."

Huang Jiang sneered and continued to output: "Only the Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon is not a physical technique, not even a fighting technique. If you want to see it, you can satisfy it by lowering your head and staring at your crotch."

Yu Wen was hit hard, and said in a low voice: "Huang Jiang, how could you be so, so dirty..."

Huang Jiang: "Not only am I dirty, but I can also shamelessly report it."

Yu Wen lowered his proud head and gave up his arguments.

As soon as Huang Jiang left, Wang Lingxian said suddenly: "I believe in the ultimate romance of martial arts."

Yu Wen raised his head sharply.

Totem: "I believe it too."

Looking at the two senior brothers who were very cold but understood him, Yu Wen was very moved, and turned his head to look at Cen Jin expectantly.

What about you?

Cen Jin: Neuropathy.

***

In the conference room of the non-staffed special department of Xinhaicheng, the chief and deputy leaders of the investigation team and some team members, the leader of the special attack team and some team members attended the meeting at the same time.

The old ghost is the deputy leader of the investigation team and a participant in the Li's old mansion incident. He made a simple opening statement: "Today, everyone is called to discuss the follow-up of the Li's old mansion incident. There are two follow-up doubts. One is the corpse of the woman in the copper coffin and the source of the Avalokitesvara, and the second is the identity of the master who appeared next to Li Zhenzhong. Now let's explain the doubts first.

Who will speak first? "

The investigation team member in charge of the follow-up processing of Sihai Cave got up and said: "The data survey results show that the copper coffin in the library is made of the same material as the copper coffin with a beautiful face in the underground reservoir of Sihai Cave. It can be concluded that there is an inevitable connection between the two. Most likely from the same high eerie.

It is planning something premeditated, the golden tomb in the Sihai Grotto, the tomb-suppressing beast and the "Zongmu" and "Prophet" mentioned in the Shinto column records, the cruel tombs, the secret method of raising strangely, and the copper coffin female corpse and 42 hands-eye Guanyin It is also a strange way to raise it in a secret way, and the two are very similar.

Under the guidance of a mysterious expert, Li Zhenzhong conducted anti-human experiments on his wife and daughter in order to overcome the weird weakness of being unable to reproduce.

We know very well that human beings win the battle against the gods, except for their wisdom and countless sacrifices, which are overwhelming numbers.

Humans have a short lifespan, but they have the instinct to reproduce, so they are endless. "

The team leader said: "Do you think that Li Zhenzhong's experiment at the beginning was a weird purpose, and they also wanted to obtain the ability to reproduce?"

The members of the investigation team nodded: "Yes."

The group leader asked the old ghost: "What do you think?"

Old ghost: "I think so. The restoration of the gods, the revival of terror, and the enemy of all mankind must require soldiers and horses before the war. Soldiers are the most important thing. An army with a large number of soldiers can easily exterminate human beings."

Team leader: "Have you found out the source of the female corpse in the copper coffin and the Guanyin statue?"

Old ghost: "The female corpse in the copper coffin, the Guanyin statue, and the masters around Li Zhenzhong all come from the same weird restoration plan, including the golden tomb in Sihai Grotto. Centralization paves the way."

The team leader frowned, and said with a serious expression: "Only by guessing, I can't report this work to the capital. Do you have any real evidence? At least prove the existence of this weird one, instead of relying on the same coffin materials to infer one Advanced Weird is ready to make war on humans."

"I have." Ye Shengying leaned forward, leaning on the table with her elbows, and said with a grumpy look: "I met the beauty Gu on the fourth floor, and took a photo of the face on the back of the beauty Gu, and the gorgeous and treacherous one at the golden gate of Sihai Cave. faces are exactly the same."

She dug out the printed photo and compared it with the photo of the Golden Gate woman's face printed in the official internal database of Huaxia Institution.

Team leader: "It doesn't look like it."

The old ghost and others also expressed dislike.

Ye Shengying took out another black and white photo: "Look again."

Everyone looked at it again, and they all said that they looked exactly the same.

Ye Shengying: "The first color print, the second black and white print, and I did some sharpening to blur the temperament of the woman in the two photos. The first color high-definition photo was taken together with the woman's treacherous and corrupt temperament , while the face in the second photo is much softer, the corners of the eyes are drooping, and it looks kind and compassionate."

"This change is too big." Old Xiong couldn't believe it. After repeated comparisons, he believed that a person's temperament can directly affect the facial features.

"At the same time," Ye Shengying said, "I checked the information of Sihai Grotto carefully, and found that something happened in the follow-up process of the last riot. A soldier went crazy when he moved the golden gate, shouting, 'Mother God will last forever, and the ghost kingdom will come soon. If you enter my sect, believers will never die. If you don't believe me, you will have gray hair'. Unfortunately, 'the ghost country is coming' is a signal for war, and the last two sentences are like a threat, asking people to choose a camp, and those who do not enter die.

Fortunately, someone in the capital found out the source of the phrase 'if you don't believe me, you should have gray hair'. "

The group leader asked: "Where did it come from?"

Ye Shengying: "Hanshu·Wuxingzhi. The protagonist refers to the God of Plague and Slaughter, Queen Mother of the West."

***

In mid-May, a village in the eastern part of Qianchuan.

Shocked stones fall to apes to mourn, and bamboo clouds worry about half a ridge.

The high mountains are as steep as a sharp knife and go straight into the sky, as if splitting the sky and the earth in half. An ordinary village.

The morning in the village is as usual, kicking off the day in the calm sunlight.

Women go to the wells at the head of the village to draw clear spring water, children carry their schoolbags to school, and men prepare to go to the fields to look at the crops.

Chickens and dogs bark in the village, full of vitality.

He Gui followed the villagers and prepared to release water from the reservoir today.

The drought lasted for a month, the soil clods in the fields were cracked, the canals were dry, and water had to be released.

They walked around the bamboo forest, He Gui was a foreigner, and didn't understand why he had to take a long detour every time instead of going directly through the bamboo forest to see the crops, so he asked this question to his best neighbor.

The neighbor said: "That is called Ghost Bamboo Forest. It is opposite to Guanyin's Purple Bamboo Forest. It is said that the world's compassion and aura are all in the Purple Bamboo Forest, and the world's evil thoughts and evil spirits are gathered in the Ghost Bamboo Forest. The place is evil, and the old people say it is a ghost country. The entrance, we were told to avoid it more than ten years ago.”

He Gui frowned: "Isn't this a superstition?"

Neighbor: "It's better to believe it than to believe it doesn't. However, the Ghost Bamboo Forest more than ten years ago was famous as a baby burial place, a cat and dog grave, and there was a lot of death. Lu, once he entered the Ghost Bamboo Forest, he never appeared again."

He Gui: "So evil?"

Neighbor: "Otherwise, why would we all prefer to take a long detour? We're here—what's on the ridge?"

He Gui looked up and saw the villager who came to the ridge first turned around and ran wildly, with cold sweat pouring down his face like a waterfall, his expression frightened and anxious: "Quick—quick call Gu Po!"

The villagers anxiously asked what they saw, and He Gui was also very curious. He looked at the ridge and saw only red grass.

... red grass?

"Red-skinned frogs! A group of red-skinned frogs killing each other!"

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The author has something to say:

Yellow-haired mourning batch: Hug the weak and send a few.

Armstrong Roundhouse Kick: I have searched for a long time but there is no such information, only anime and games have it, similar to Thomas Roundhouse Kick.Handsome is really handsome.

Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Rotary Cannon: From "Gintama", the shape is a male JJ, a very dirty stalk. (If you can't accept this joke, I'm sorry first.)