Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

"How much?"

I sighed, and finally decided to lend it to him. It was all from the same company. Even if I ran away, I would not go anywhere.

Ronaldinho hesitated for a while, and made a gesture of 3.
"3000?"

He shook his head, his lips were a little purple: "3."

I was surprised, what is he going to do?You must know that he usually spends almost no money, and they are the security guards who are in charge of the meals.

"I really need it urgently, I can write an IOU, and I will give you the interest."

"Okay then, you go and write an IOU, and we'll get the money after work."

"Thank you, sister. I will definitely pay it back." Xiao Luo's eyes became hot, and he immediately ran back to the room to pick up the pen. He looked like a different person from when he came to me just now.

After work, he didn't even change his clothes, and just followed me. The engine driver didn't look like him at all.

But I looked at his forehead according to the method Qin Luo taught me, and I didn't find anything abnormal. Could it be that I was thinking too much?

After withdrawing the money, Xiao Luo stuffed the IOU into my hand and ran away quickly.

It happened that grandpa came out to eat, so he was dragged to grandpa's shop again.

Unexpectedly, the rich businessman's coffin was still there, but there were seven more silver nails on it, arranged there according to the innate gossip trend.

"I was about to call you, and it happened to happen, can I do Grandpa a favor?"

Grandpa brought me a basin of bamboo leaf water and asked me to wash my hands before reaching out to pat the coffin lid.

The next moment, a very distorted wandering spirit appeared in front of me.

It's still the same picture with a big belly, but the face is also covered with the figures of ghost spiders, the only thing left intact is the pair of eyes, full of horror.

His body was fixed by seven soul-suppressing nails, and his color also turned yellow. It seemed that he had evolved.

Grandpa shook his head and explained to me: "It stands to reason that his coffin is already made of high-quality nanmu, and I will do a ritual for him, but unexpectedly, his condition is getting worse and worse. "

"Ask his family members. Those people just said that they will add whatever money they want, but how can this be a matter of adding money! If I am not afraid that he will go out to do evil and harm others, I will just throw out the coffin with my body!"

As Grandpa spoke, a trace of anger flashed across his old face, which made his serious face even more majestic. I think this group of people really went too far.

"Then how do I do it?"

I am a little puzzled, do you want me to catch ghosts?But it would be good if it could be used as nourishment for Qin Luo.

It's just that grandpa doesn't seem so easy to mess with.

"Ayana boy said, you can see what happened before death, so just look at it, tell me about it, and see if you can find a way."

"Don't worry, with me here, he can't hurt you."

Grandpa patted me on the shoulder encouragingly, and took a few steps back, holding a few spells in his hand, as if he was going to stick them on whenever there was a vision.

I took a long breath and passed my right hand over.

Ghosts have no substance, but when I concentrated my mind, I could actually touch that battered arm.

The ghost-faced spiders that were hovering there spit out silk threads also retreated one after another, scratching their mouths with more than a dozen claws, and the thin black threads were entangled there.

This time, I didn't see anything special.

It’s just that the scene was switched to an advanced ward of a hospital, surrounded by people in suits and leather shoes, men and women, some of them looked somewhat similar to the wealthy businessmen lying on the bed, but there were not many faces on these people’s faces. sadness.

Most of them are facial paralysis, and some of them even have impatience in their eyes.

Only a few nurses and doctors were busy, and the whole hospital seemed to have been manipulated, and no wandering spirits could be found.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the rich businessman's skin emptied by wine and sex finally couldn't support his desire, so he stopped working.

The moment the doctor announced that the patient was dead, I saw expressions of relief on everyone's faces.

Then I saw a man who looked like a lawyer who had been sitting in the corner stand up, walked quickly to the front of the crowd, and read out a list.

I can only see the picture but not hear any sound.

I just vaguely saw a corner of the will, there is a Shenmu Group.

The picture stopped freezing when the lawyer put down the will.

At the same time, there was a pain in my head, and the Yin-Yang book that hadn't appeared all this time unexpectedly flew out again.

The page was automatically turned in front of my grandfather and me, and a new name appeared next to Grandma Luo's name.

Zhang Fubao.

Sudden on May 2016, 5.

Cause of death: unknown

Level: Yellow Pages Ghost (Note: The cause of death of the deceased is related to material things, for example, people who committed suicide due to bankruptcy or were robbed and killed will turn yellow after death. Who will hit: People who are troubled by money or material life problems during that time will be particularly prone to See you.
Whether it is included: no.

The yin and yang technique stayed in the air for tens of seconds, and then it was replaced by a bright light and fell into my mind.

Grandpa held the hand holding the spell in the air for a long time, and finally let it go weakly. He first pulled me aside, and then sealed the wandering soul of Zhang Fubao into the coffin again.

"Anzhi, how long has this thing been with you?"

Grandpa lit the bong and smoked it bang bang, the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.

I thought about it for a moment, and slowly said: "It happened this month. I suddenly received a courier that day. After I opened it, I received this, and then it ignited spontaneously in front of my mother and me. I didn't think about it. into my head."

"The yin and yang book is now in the world, and the judge's pen is written. Is the world that has been silent for thousands of years going to be chaotic again?"

Grandpa muttered to himself, looked at the wall beside him and said nothing.

I followed his gaze and saw that it was a painting.

I don't know when it was hung up. It was a young Taoist priest with a white feather crown on his head and a seven-star long sword behind his back.

The ink hair is three thousand, flowing on the shoulders, shining slightly.The face is like a crown of jade, but it is alienated, which makes people astonished as heaven and man. Even standing there quietly, there is a sense of coldness and dignity, and it is profane to look at it more.The black eyes are as deep as a pool of ancient spring, looking into those eyes, I feel powerless all over, unable to take a step.

That is different from the beauty of Qin Luo and Su Han, and the Taoist priest is very similar to Zhuge Liang recorded in the novel.

It's just that Zhuge Liang didn't use a fan?Even if she is beautiful, she doesn't dare to give birth to a playful heart.

Such a person can probably only exist in paintings.

"Anzhi, please pay your respects, this is the ancestor of our Gu family."

I don't know when, Grandpa has already lit three incense sticks and put them in my hand.

Although I don't know the true identity of this patriarch, I still worshiped him.

Unexpectedly, this worship unexpectedly changed suddenly.

According to the rules of the Gu family, we had to kneel down for the first obeisance, but I didn't expect that I just bent down and knelt on the futon, and before I could do obeisance, there was no sign of the burning joss stick. is off.

Grandpa was surprised, and immediately replaced me with three new ones.

And the broken one was also confiscated by him.

"Come again!"

His face was full of dignity, and he stood aside and looked at me.

I took the candle in doubt, and bowed down to the picture scroll.

This time the incense did not go out, but the portrait on the wall fell straight down and rolled at my feet.

It just happened to be spread out. From my perspective, it doesn't look like I'm begging him, but he's begging me.

Grandpa hurried forward, picked up the painting carefully, opened and closed his mouth: "Impossible, impossible, how could it be like this?"

"Could it be because of my father? But he also paid homage to him before he left!"

I knelt on the ground, a little dazed.

Looking at the picture scroll in Grandpa's hand for some unknown reason, could it be that I am an outcast?Why don't even my ancestors recognize me?

"Impossible. You are a child of our Gu family, and you have never done anything bad. How is that possible?"

Grandpa was talking, pulled me to kneel down together, and kowtowed three times to the patriarch uprightly.

The portrait didn't move at all, and I didn't even know if it was my illusion, but I even felt the corner of the person's mouth move slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Grandpa read a jerky text next to him, which seemed to be introducing my identity, and implored the patriarch to accept me.

While he was talking, the painting was always fine, but when I wanted to lower my head again, the painting suddenly flew out and landed directly behind me.

At the same time, a slightly helpless voice sounded in the ears of my grandfather and me.

"Fool, why do you have to ask her to worship me? I can't afford this."

"Who! Patriarch! Did the patriarch manifest the spirit!"

For a moment, the panic and caution on Grandpa's face disappeared, replaced by excitement, his thick eyebrows were raised, and he excitedly held up the scroll on the ground.

It seems to be trying to find out what is happening in it.

"Fool, I'm no longer alive. This is just a wisp of my soul. If you really respect me, then protect her well. This is the nobleman of our Gu family!"

The helpless voice sounded again, and then, I saw the person on the screen actually smiled.

The already astonishing face became more and more holy, it seemed that even if you glanced at him, you felt it was a kind of blasphemy against him.

It's just that kind of beauty, like an epiphyllum, only bloomed for more than ten seconds, and the picture began to fade.

"No no, it's not true!"

Grandpa held the scroll excitedly, like a child whose toy has been robbed.

When the content on the screen disappeared, he burst into tears.

I sat blankly on the ground beside me, not knowing what to do.

The nobleman who takes care of the family?Can't accept my thanks?What the hell does this happen.

It's a pity that no one can answer me anymore, because after the picture disappeared, there was nothing left.

Grandpa was empty-handed, just sitting on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

After a long time, I finally came back to my senses, but the eyes that looked at me were full of complexity.

He wiped away his tears and pulled me up from the ground.

"Grandpa, I."

"Anzhi, I know, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself, at least I saw the appearance of the patriarch, this is a good fortune."

"But this portrait."

Grandpa waved his hand, stopping what I wanted to say.

"The tree moves the dead and the living, the patriarch is right, he ascended many years ago, what we should cherish is now."

"Okay, I'm going to wash my face, you go and eat something first."

As Grandpa said, he walked towards the back room with his hands behind his back, leaving me in the yard.

Suddenly, a snow-white dumpling rolled into my arms.

It was the Ganoderma lucidum doll living in Shihuli. The little guy was the red bellyband, but with a bell around his neck.

"Gu Anzhi! You are so amazing! Even the ancestors of the Gu family dare not accept your gift, why don't you accept the doll, and then I can grow up!"