The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

It was a little cold, Jiang Liu closed his eyes, and groped for a while, just a piece of slick beneath him, without the soft touch of cotton sheets. As for the thin quilt he was looking for, there was no trace.

Where did the quilt go?Was he kicked out of bed in the middle of the night?

Jiang Liu opened her eyes and suddenly widened when she saw her situation clearly.

He didn't sleep on the bed, but lay on the floor of the bedroom. At this time, the sunlight had been shining through the gap between the curtains, and the river blocked the sunlight with his hand, and sat up violently.

At this time, the memory of last night has come to his mind.

"Guru—Guru--"

The river swallowed a few saliva, "A dream, it must be a dream, ha ha ha ha--"

He reached out and squeezed his cheek, then patted himself gently: "How old is he, he has nightmares in the middle of the night and runs on the floor to sleep, hahahaha—"

His laughter grew louder, as if he could calm his inner fear.

"hiss--"

I don't know if it was too much palm movement. The laceration at the tiger's mouth that had been healed overnight was broken away again. Looking at the laceration at the tiger's mouth, Jiang Liu could no longer deceive himself.

So the sound I heard yesterday was true. It was true that I saw a little girl who used her head as a racket last night.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Liuchao looked at the middle finger, what kind of world did 001 send him to?

******

"Xiaojiang, I haven't seen you come to my noodle restaurant recently. I'll ask your aunt to add more slices of beef to you later. Don't lose your body."

The beef noodle shop next to the incense stick shop of the original adoptive father is strange. The business of this beef noodle shop next to the incense stick shop that sells the artifacts is surprisingly hot. Look sullen.

Jiang Liu was a bit sleepy for a long time. Long after the lunch market was hot, the noodle restaurant made three or two guests. Jiang Liu occupied a table and called the bowl of signature beef noodles.

Because he didn’t have the memory of the original body, he was afraid of wearing clothes. These days, he relies on take-out to solve the diet problem. Following the intimate tone of the store owner, Jiang Liu realized that the other party should be a person who is very familiar with the original body, which made Jiang Liu A little nervous, but thinking about what happened to him last night, Jiang Liu felt that this might be an opportunity for him to understand his original body and understand the world.

"Thank you uncle."

Jiang Liu thought about what the other party had just said. He called the lady-in-law, and it should be no problem to call the boss uncle.

With a worried mood on his face, he grinned at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't speak again.

As an orphan who just died his adoptive father, his performance is normal. Even if the other party feels that he is different from usual, he will think of his situation at that time and automatically help him to make up for his changes.

"You, want to drive a little bit, if your dad is alive, he won't want to see you so depressed."

Perhaps the business is not busy now, perhaps because the owner of this noodle restaurant really has a deep relationship with his father and son. He simply put down the business and sat on the edge of the river, patting him on the shoulder and comforting him.

"Oh, what are you going to do with the business in your shop?"

Zhu Sandao pointed to the incense shop: "Your shop is not particularly profitable. When your dad was alive, there were extra fast-forward items. Now that your dad is gone, it is not a matter of relying on those three melons. According to Uncle’s ideas, the rents of our street are increasing year by year. The area of ​​your shop is not small. If you rent it out, you can have at least 300,000 rents a year, which is completely worth the money you make. You are still young and there is no need to spend on this incense shop. With the rent, you can do a lot of things."

Being able to say these words shows that Zhu Sandao really regards the original person as his beloved junior.

It was just that Jiang Liu paid more attention to the details in his remarks.

Zhu Sandao seems to be well aware of the income of this incense shop, as well as the extra input of his adopted father in his mouth. Is it referring to the unearned income in the store's income and expenditure book?

Jiang Liu’s eyes flashed, then he lowered his eyes and whispered, "This is the last miss my dad left me. Anyway, I still want to run this shop well. As for my dad’s ability, I also learned seven, seven, eight, eight, and I can earn some extra money to increase the items in the store."

In fact, until now, Jiang Liu still didn't know what his adoptive father was doing.

"You learned your dad's skills?"

Zhu Sandao added an accent: "Your dad still gives you the ability to dance!"

He knew that Jiang Kun, the part-time Taoist of Jiangliu’s adopted father, often picks up some grave-picking and ghost-gathering activities. He often sees Jiang Kun wearing his yellow robe and holding some of his eating guys to follow him. The person who left the incense shop was only in the eyes of Zhu Sandao. Those were all tricks to bluff people. As a friend, Zhu Sandao couldn't say Jiang Kun very well, but he never expected Jiang Kun to hand over this deceitful trick. Give the river.

"You can't learn your dad."

Xiao Jiang's innocent good boy, Zhu Sandao didn't want to see that he was not good at learning, and was caught in jail for fraud.

"Jumping God!"

Jiang Liu jumped in his heart, the original adoptive father actually had this ability.

Thinking of the little girl ghost who made a head shot last night, Jiang Liu was very suspicious that his adoptive father was a Taoist with real skills.

"Hu Huer, what's more, Brother Kun is a Taoist with real skills, in your mouth it becomes a god of jumping."

Zhu Sandao’s daughter-in-law, a fat woman known as Aunt Zhu Sandao, came out of the kitchen behind her with a bowl of hot beef noodles. She put the noodles in front of the river and patted her husband with her thick big meat palm. Back.

"Xiaojiang, are you saying that you learned your dad's seven or eight things? Is it true? Recently I always feel that my neck is sore. Have you encountered any dirty things?"

Unlike her husband who does not believe in ghosts and aunts, like most middle-aged women, Aunt Zhu is convinced of the gods and ghosts, and she always feels that Jiang Kun is a person with real skills.

Because one night Aunt Zhu finished finishing the noodle shop's kitchen, and when she was about to go home, she saw Jiang Kun talking to a group of black shadows in the alley. At first, Aunt Zhu San thought that Jiang Kun was drunk. , Talking nonsense, was planning to send people to the incense stick shop in the past, but she didn't expect to see the small box floating in Jiang Kun's hand next second, and left with the shadow.

Going home that night, Aunt Zhu San night had a nightmare. After waking up, she had nothing to do, and she didn't even talk about it with her husband.

"Haha--"

Jiang Liugan laughed twice, what could he do?

"Auntie, your skill has grown, this beef tastes amazing!"

Jiang Liu hurriedly lowered her head and grabbed a piece of beef, changing the topic in time.

"If you like you, eat more, and see if you are thin."

Aunt Zhu Sanlu really didn't bother about the topic before, seeing Jiang Liu like the beef she made, with a smile on her face.

******

Returning from the noodle restaurant to the incense shop, Jiang Liu took a key from the original room and walked into the original father’s room for the first time.

The layout of this room is very simple, a bed, a table, a wooden wardrobe, plus a bedside table, there are few places to hide things.

After entering the gate, Jiang Liu first bowed to the spiritual position on the table, and then burned incense sticks.

Because he realized that this world is a world of ghosts, Jiangliu did not dare to say that he occupied the original body or something, fearing that the adoptive father of the original body would become a ghost and come to him.

After finishing the incense, Jiang Liu began to rummage through the things in the room, only when he turned all the places that could be turned, and found nothing valuable.

As the river was about to leave in disappointment, he suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with one of the boards under his feet, which seemed to be loose.

He squatted down quickly and lay down on the ground to pry up the loose board. As expected, there was a box hidden under those boards.

Jiangliu opened the wooden box and placed a line-up of ancient books. The cover of the book was written on the cover of Maoshan Charm. It looked like a miscellaneous book of money and money on a street stall. In addition to this ancient book, there was also a box of cinnabar, And a few pieces of yellow paper.

A few of them are already drawn Fu Luo, Jiang Liu does not understand what is written on it, and naturally does not know how to use it.

It was just that the existence of these things proved the correctness of certain guesses in Jiang Liu's heart. He took a long breath and then took these things to his room.

******

A daytime time is enough for the river to find out the effects of the few painted against the book of Maoshan Fuman Daquan.

Five runes, one soul rune, one hold amulet, and three palm thunders. The enchantment book spells out the effects of these runes, giving the river a little more of the fear that may come after the night comes Confidence.

He did not think about leaving this incense shop and finding another place to settle down, but since there are indeed ghosts in this world, maybe he fled to the end of the world and would still encounter these terrible "dirty things".

In this case, it is better to face it bravely, at least to die, to die decently.

That night, Jiang Liuqiang dared not fall asleep. He held a rung on each of his left and right hands, and stared at the position of the door. He wanted to see if the little ghost who was heading the ball would appear.

One minute and one second passed, and soon, it was midnight.The most yelling moment of the day.

"Punch--Punch--"

Too quiet, Jiang Liu can only hear the sound of his heartbeat.

Could it be that the little girl ghost is not going to play with him anymore?

Just when the river thought so, he heard the creaking sound from the old stairs.

Someone is approaching!

"Last night you scared the new ghost out?"

An old voice echoed in the aisle with an echo.

"Niu Niu is good, Niu Niu is not."

The sweet girl's voice, Jiangliu's eyelids jumped wildly, and he heard it. This was the voice of the little girl ghost last night.

"Guru-"

The river quickly swallowed.

Mommy, don't panic, hold on.

At this moment he was completely incapable of thinking about what the ghost in their mouth was. He only knew that the little ghost came with the old ghost, and he did not know whether his small heart could carry two ghosts.

"Are you using your head as a ball in front of the new ghost messenger? The new ghost messenger hasn't adapted to your identity yet. You have to give him a little time to practice."

"Niu Niu is good, Niu Niu is polite, Niu Niu called her uncle, and when she asked her uncle to help pick up her head, she smiled at her uncle, because her uncle had too little courage, and was smaller than the Ahuang bile raised by Niuniu."

The conversation continued, but the little girl was a little bit unconvinced by the old voice's preaching.

Damn, Jiang Liu can’t worry about it anymore, he really wants to rush out to find the bear child theory, an ordinary person, even if he sees a rolling head, but the rolling head will still laugh, It was almost double the fear.

The bear child really owes a lesson, Jiang Liu's hand is tickling, and really wants to use the little girl's head as a racket.

"Yeah, uncle is awake!"

Just as the river was thinking wildly, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and a cold wind blew into his ears.

Jiangliu turned sharply, and his eyes were facing each other with a pair of red eyes.

Suddenly his head was dumb, his legs were soft, and he had no ambitions. Jiang Liu felt that he could not open his eyes and fainted like yesterday, which was already a miracle created by a real man.