The young couple watched from the side of the road, dizzy and confused. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They never imagined that there would be such a strange way of worshipping in the simple roadside burning paper burning in the middle of July! The green candlelight, the shredded paper money flying all over the ground without wind, and the steaming porridge visible to the naked eye became gray and cold in an instant as soon as it was put on the ground......

Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?

The girl couldn't help but tremble, but remembering the relative at home, she still gritted her teeth and insisted on standing there, looking seriously.

In He Qing's eyes, this world is different from others.

As soon as the bowl of porridge was placed on the ground, a gray hand would reach out next to it to pick it up, they could be slender and white, or they could be thick and thick, but either way, the action was impatient. First, take a deep breath of the smell of incense inside, and then swallow it directly, but after three or two clicks, the porridge bowl will be empty.

The lonely soul, whose face could not be seen clearly, put down the porridge bowl and squeezed to the side, to compete with other ghosts for the huge paper money......

The vision became bright again, He Qing looked at the bowl of cold and gray porridge on the ground, skillfully poured it into the trash can next to him, and immediately filled another bowl......

She was very busy here, with the blessing of the soul incense and the guide candle beside her, and more and more ghosts came together, all wanting to get yin rice and money. Such a bowl of yin rice can ensure that their yin soul will not disperse easily for a year, and it is more useful than anything else. And as soon as the paper money reaches them, it is really a dark currency that they can use. Such a broken corner is also more useful than the hundreds of millions of face values of those heaven and earth banks burned in the human world.

The night breeze was bleak, and it was close to midnight.

The rows of stalls at the corner in front have begun to close, and there are fewer and fewer people on the road.

No, there are.

The girl and her boyfriend, the two had been waiting there.

The lonely souls that swayed and crowded next to each other overlapped, but no matter how crowded everyone was, no one dared to squeeze on He Qing, her body not only had the deep yin qi that ghosts liked, but also a more prosperous spiritual aura and a rich golden light that ordinary ghosts did not dare to touch at all!

Twelve points and five points.

There were three ghosts behind her, He Qing was serving the last bit of porridge, and as soon as she put the porridge bowl on the ground, her hand suddenly struck, and the roads on both sides of the surrounding area suddenly became darker. There is a heavy night slowly like the erosion of street lamps on both sides, step by inch, like a picture scroll infected by ink.

"It's time. ”

She took a step back, a blanket of space in front of her, and the last ghost wiped her mouth and put down the bowl in her hand.

The wind howled again, whipping up the scattered black ash on the ground, turning it into finer and smaller dust, which disappeared in a flash.

And this dense pale-faced person is like being pulled by something, step by step towards the deeper darkness.

He Qing packed up everything, and the strange thing was that the big iron pot was obviously not washed, but at this time, under the illumination of the street lamp, it actually emitted bursts of warm white fluorescence, as if it was never a place of grains and smoke from the dust, but a carefully polished handicraft.

The trash can is full of gray-white, a little fishy residual porridge, this porridge was just poured bowl by bowl, the weight is not obvious, but at this time, it is obviously heavier. With He Qing's strength, when he lifted it at this time, it was like a bucket of heavy cement, and he felt even more difficult.

She looked at the time, it was indeed past midnight, and it took a night, and the spirit incense was finally used, so she was afraid that the lonely soul who was far away would be confused and would not be able to come back for a while.

Look at the buckets of whitish sticky objects in the garbage cans, this kind of thing that has been captured by ghosts and has vitality, even if it is used as fertilizer, it has no nutrients at all. She rubbed her fingertips directly, and a tiny spark burst out on it, and then He Qing directly bounced on it, and with a "boom" on the water-like garbage, the garbage in the entire bucket began to burn, including those liquid-like porridge.

Seeing that He Qing was about to leave with the iron pot in her hand, the girl who had been watching the miracle by the side immediately came back to her senses and shouted repeatedly: "Master! Master, don't go!"

Today is really enough to toss, He Qing is tired and sleepy, I really can't bear it, seeing this girl's expectant and worried look, she casually reported her mobile phone number: "...... I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm too tired tonight. ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran away with his mask.

When she arrived at the dormitory, she looked up at the night sky, it was silent, the night was dark, and she smiled slightly: "This time next year, it will be even more lively." ”

At this time, in the Lishui Community of Zhongxuan Street, a middle-aged man was putting his hands on his knees, honestly kneeling on the keyboard.

"Wife, I, I was wrong......"

I was too excited to speak, and I couldn't help but move my legs, no, on the computer screen in front of me, on the open word document, there were immediately three garbled characters.

The middle-aged man's expression stiffened, and his hands couldn't help but clench his trouser legs, as if in this way he could lift himself out of thin air and no longer touch this.

The head of his family, his appearance at this time was so miserable that even his six-year-old daughter couldn't look at it, so he ran over to his mother and pleaded: "Mom, don't punish Dad, he's so pitiful, the keyboard is so hard, it must be very painful." ”

The middle-aged man was in tears: This is Dad's good baby!

"I have two packs of little raccoons, Mom, you forgive Dad, you can kneel the little raccoons. ”

……

“…… Poof!"

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he instantly felt that life was hopeless.

He couldn't help but hurriedly review: "Wife, wife, I still have something to do tomorrow, I can't do this anymore...... Tomorrow, I'll go to the boss of Mo Bao Zhai, I'll send four, and I'll never buy his stuff again!"

"Daughter-in-law, it's just 10,000 yuan, we'll be back from work in a few days, there's no need for this......"

The woman wearing the mask came out of the bedroom, looked at the man who was kneeling on the keyboard and didn't dare to move, pressed her fingers on the edge of the mask paper, and said lukewarmly: "Yo! 10,000 yuan will come back in a few days...... If you touch your mouth up and down, then the money is not money, right? Let you go out and buy some paper, and the price of a few dozen yuan will be doubled by I don't know how many times! Can you bear it? Let me tell you, today is a lesson! If it weren't for the fact that you are kind to my dad and me, there are a few bytes on this word document, and you will kneel for me for a few minutes!"

By the door, his daughter's big eyes were looking at him.

The woman crackled and finished speaking, and the irritability caused by the frequent dreams recently seemed to disappear, and she exhaled: "Forget it, didn't you say that the ones burned tonight are different from usual, and they are all used underneath? Let's see what my dad has to say tonight." (To be continued.) )