Jiuquan Town got its name because there was a well water in the town. The well water was quiet and often accompanied by strange sounds. Moreover, the well water was as sweet as fragrant wine.
In the southern part of the town, there was a simple mortuary. The courtyard was filled with mysterious talismans and many paper people.
In the mortuary, Ninth Uncle, who was dressed in a long black robe with white sleeves and a white collar, was concentrating on grinding ink.
There was a thick piece of paper beside him, as well as the engraving of the Underworld Coins.
"Ah…five thousand taels, I'll be rich if you give it to me!”
Ninth Uncle's disciple, Hao, looked at the Underworld Coins he had cut off and the number on them and said excitedly.
Ninth Uncle glanced at Hao expressionlessly and said bewitchingly,"Then take it. There's no need to be polite!”
When Hao heard that, he shrank his neck in fear.
This Underworld Coin was used by the dead. If Master wanted him to use it, wasn't that cursing him to die?
Hence, he hurriedly changed the topic and asked,""Master, didn't you print four thousand taels last year? Why do you want to print five thousand taels this year?"
"Now that prices are rising, everything above is increasing.”
After Ninth Uncle finished speaking, he sat on the chair and picked up the pen to continue drawing the talisman.
The Ghost Festival was the Ghost Festival. It was a good day for ghosts to visit their relatives. However, there would always be restless ghosts who would devour their own kind on this day to increase their cultivation.
This also made the Taoist priest very busy today, drawing more talismans in preparation.
"Master, I didn't expect you to be so heartless. No wonder you're so good to Lin Tao.”
Then, Hao sighed and said,"But Lin Tao doesn't seem to miss you at all. He went out with Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, and there hasn't been any news from him.”
Hao had once helped Daoist Priest Four-Eyed with his corpse. The journey took a day and a night. If everything went smoothly, they could arrive in one night.
Now, seven days had passed and Lin Tao still hadn't returned. This caused Hao to tease him.
Suddenly, there was a creak.
The door of the mortuary was pushed open, and a refreshing laugh could be heard.
"Yo, Hao, ah, Hao, we haven't seen each other for a few days. We haven't even met yet, and I've already heard you talking bad about me.”
It was Lin Tao, the little zombie who had broken through and rushed back.
At this moment, Lin Tao's entire body was emitting an extremely cold aura. His eyes were as bright as silver stars, and he was looking at Hao with a smile that was not a smile.
"Ah?"
Suddenly, Hao's mind flashed with the scene of him being bullied by Lin Tao. He smiled awkwardly and said,"
"You must have heard wrongly. I missed you so much. Why would I say bad things about you?”
"Yes, I didn't hear wrongly. You want me to die.”Lin Tao said with a sinister smile as he walked at an unhurried pace.
Lin Tao took a step forward and Hao took a step back.
bang
Suddenly, Hao bumped into the table behind him. He grabbed a piece of paper and subconsciously picked it up.
These were the Underworld Coins that Ninth Uncle had given to the netherworld, as well as the entry pass.
However, the few words on the pass made Hao laugh out loud. He turned to look at his master and asked,
"Master, your name is Lin Fengjiao!”
Hao immediately covered his mouth and panicked. He turned around and ran towards the door.
Ninth Uncle's face darkened." Lin Tao, I'll leave Hao to you…I need to go out for a while.”
"Alright!"
Lin Tao nodded, turned around and kicked the wooden stick. The wooden stick hit Hao's knee, causing Hao to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
"Ah Hao, ah Hao, why are you doing this?”
Then, Hao's miserable cries and begging for mercy were heard.
" Ninth Uncle…Ninth Uncle…"
Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside.
A young man wearing a pair of black cloth shoes appeared in the courtyard, panting and sweating profusely.
He was Qiu Sheng, but in this world, he was not Ninth Uncle's disciple yet.
When Lin Tao saw Qiu Sheng, he was obviously stunned.
Then, he leaned forward and asked,"Ninth Uncle isn't at home. Why are you looking for him?"”
"What? " This is bad…This is bad…" Qiu Sheng spun around in a hurry.
It turned out that Qiu Sheng's good brother, Wen Cai, didn't know that the opera was sung for ghosts during the Hungry Ghost Festival. He actually sneakily went to listen to the opera.
Qiu Sheng had no choice but to come to the mortuary to ask for Ninth Uncle's help.
"Oh, is that so?" "Then I'll go with you!" Lin Tao said softly.”
Qiu Sheng saw Lin Tao, who was much younger than him, and asked suspiciously,""Little brother, can you do it?"
"If you don't believe me, you can leave.”
With that, Lin Tao turned around and walked into the house.
"Wait…I believe…I believe.”
In the end, Lin Tao followed Qiu Sheng to the theater after he begged him.
However, Qiu Sheng didn't notice Lin Tao's strange smile. Lin Tao wasn't someone who would suffer a loss.
Just as he was worried about not being able to find a large number of ghost pearls, he didn't expect to encounter this.
He remembered that it was Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who had defeated the reapers and allowed the ghosts to escape.
This way, they would be the scapegoats, and he could take the opportunity to obtain the Ghost Pearl.
…………
At the same time, in the theater of the town, the sound of musical instruments and drums could be heard.
An extreme Yin Qi enveloped the entire theater. The curtain was gently blown by the wind, and a hair-raising aura instantly spread throughout his body.
Below the stage, a short and anxious looking Wen Cai was munching on sweet juice and enjoying the opera in a daze.
Chou Dan, who was singing on the stage, saw Wen Cai below the stage and gave him a look to get him to leave.
However, his literary talent had never disappointed him. It was as if he had not seen it and he was still clapping hard.
As he ate, he looked around and muttered to himself,
"Cairo, but no one came. I knew it wouldn't take up a seat.”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A gust of cold wind blew, and ghosts entered one after another without being seen by ordinary people.
If someone with Yin Yang Eyes saw this scene, they would have fainted from fear.
[PS: After writing this, I suddenly remembered the plot in the coffin of the evil ghost. The huge butt was stuck in the window.]
These horror films are really full of memories. I will write a wonderful story with my heart. Thank you, readers, for your support!
Finally, I also wish that the students of the college entrance examination will not be like me, making a mistake and begging the readers for forgiveness!
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