Otherworldly Merchant

The time was short, Li Mazi sent me an address, saying that Mr. Guo had sent me an assistant to guide me.

He also asked if you wanted to come with me. I replied, "Don't go! Those two Taoists must have seen you in the dark, and you went instead to show off your feet.

Not long ago, I drove to the place, and a young man in a suit of leather with acne was waiting for me.

The man called himself Lu Jian, let me call him Xiao Lu.

He took the driver's seat, skillfully started the car, and introduced me to the details of the two Taoists.

The two Taoists, one of whom I own, also have the name Zhang, commonly known as Zhang Wujin.

It is said that when he opened the altar in the early years, no matter what, he asked for the hardware bulk white wine, hence the name.

Said he was a Taoist, actually a Mr. Feng Shui.

Always an old bare stick. Never married. Later, at the age of forty or fifty, I didn't know where to learn the secret book of Yin and Yang. On weekdays, I gave people a cemetery and pinched a day for the culprit or something. This is basically even the lowest level of work in the vagina.

In the beginning, Mr. Guo, that is to say, Tu Jili, immediately found him. Just open a court meaning.

Unexpectedly, as he stepped to the top of the mountain, he threw up a sip of blood and walked away without a word.

Boss Guo felt that something was wrong. He paid a lot of money to hire a second person.

The second person is a bit of a starter, they call him Ma Han Xian!

Not only is it famous in this county, but many people have come far from Taiyuan and Takatomi to invite him to gossip. The man was said to have suffered a serious illness when he was a child, had been in a coma for seven days and seven nights without eating or drinking, and had received a death notice from the hospital, saying that it was hopeless.

The family pulled him back with a carriage and waited for his breath to bury him.

Halfway through, he suddenly rushed out a lunatic, shouting and throwing rocks, and suddenly shocked the horse.

The carriage ran off and threw him out, breaking a leg immediately!

But I didn't think after this, his leg was broken, but he was awake, and there was a half fairy body.

He said when it rains, it really rains, he said when it winds, and the days are no different.

If you point to a pregnant woman, you can stop a man and a woman. You have never missed it, and you have asserted on several occasions that whoever and when will pass has not missed half an hour!

It's just that even though the horse is gossiping like a god, there is a strange habit, and there is only one person in every day.

A lot of people make a fortune selling platoon numbers!

Xiao Lu said that he had invited both of them earlier and the road was very familiar.

Take me straight to the suburbs to find Zhang Wujin first.

Zhang Wujin's village is not far from the city, but only 78 miles away. Covered by new rural construction in the county, the newly renovated village walls are beautiful white and smooth cement roads are straight ahead.

Xiao Lu said Zhang Wujin's house was at the end of the village because he had no children and was a five-member family and built him several new brick houses.

We got out of the car in front of his door, knocked on the big iron door for half a day, and no one answered, but knocked the neighbor up.

An old lady with a round face came up and looked at us. “Are you looking for a five-kilo? ”

“Yes, ma'am.” Xiao Lu asked with a smile. “Is Mr. Zhang home? ”

“You don't know yet? He's dead.”

“Dead?” Neither Lou nor I were surprised.

“When did this happen? ”

“The day before yesterday!” Fat Lady said: “Zhao Xing of Dongcun came early in the morning. His uncle died of illness at night, trying to find Zhang Wujin to give him a pit, but no one answered for half a day. The first night, we saw his house lit up and he was drinking a little wine against the window. Thought he was drunk and didn't wake up, so he made people scream over the wall.” She ran out a little while later, saying that five pounds had died and she lay still on her bed. Her body was cold... ”

“What about him?” I just asked the exit and felt something was wrong. I hurried to change my voice: “Where's the body? ”

“Refined!” The old lady replied: “He had no children at all, had no home, and nobody was doing any funerals for him. After reporting to the village, he went straight to the crematorium to refine. ”

“Thank you, madam.” Xiao Lu stunned for a moment and thanked the old lady.

“It's okay.” Fat woman answered and closed the courtyard door and left.

“Quick, find Ma Hanxian now!” I had a bad feeling, I pulled the door and got in.

All the way to Ma Jiazhuang.

Unlike Zhang Wujin, although Ma Hanxian had never been married, had no children under his knees, but he became famous early, had a lot of free money, and lived in his ancestral land. Most villages were named Ma, which counted as his nephews and grandchildren. And by virtue of his name, he can still get some money, so he takes good care of the old man, and even takes turns grabbing him for food and laundry.

When we arrived at Ma Jiazhuang, just as we were cooking lunch, there was no one smoking in the house.

You can't even see a man on the avenue, like a dead town!

Until a great acacia tree was crossed, and the voice was boiling, and the noise was abnormally loud.

“What's going on here? Last time I was here, it wasn't like that.” Lou was a little strange, and I had a really bad feeling about it!

A little while later, I couldn't even drive a step. The road in front of me was blocked by all kinds of vehicles, and even a lot of motorcycles were parked in the air.

The louder the argument, the louder the scream, and many people are screaming together, you can't hear a single number.

Lu and I got out of the car and squeezed along the car and looked at it. The two black paint doors were wide open. The wide compound was full of people. Almost all the men, women and children of the village gathered here, lighting their toes and looking inside with their necks stretched out.

At the center, there is a spiritual shed.

A black and white statue of the elderly hangs in the middle of the spiritual shed.

But all the people in front of the coffin didn't cry, instead, one tore into groups, some cursed at the mouth, some pushed and pushed, plus the one who came to pull the frame, almost turned into a pot of porridge!

“This…” Xiao Lu stunned for a moment.

He doesn't have to explain it. I know. Ma Han Xian is dead too!

Because he had no children and no daughters, the nephews fought over the family estate at the funeral.

“Silence!” Suddenly, I shouted out loud.

My voice was full of spirituality and my tone was so high that I suddenly squeezed all the noise down like a thunder.

All the people who were tearing up the quarrel stopped, and the whole village looked at me with a very strange look.

“What do you do?” After a moment of stunning, one of the faces standing in the middle asked out loud.