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The shop waiter responded, and then went to the back kitchen to spread the word.

After a while, a pot of wine of unknown variety and a plate of salt-baked peanuts were delivered to Mrs. Ye's table.

"Guest officer, there are two more dishes coming soon, please wait for a while."

Ye Tai nodded lightly. After the waiter left, he drank wine and listened attentively to the conversations of diners around him.

"I heard that Dong Bian'er is dead again!"

"Isn't this normal? There are dead people in the north, people in the south, and people in the west. When will there be no deaths here?"

"It's not the same. I heard that it was done by monsters. All of them were drained of energy and turned into mummies!"

"I've heard that too, but those who die are all outsiders, because as long as you stay here for a few decades, you will know where you can go and where you can't go. Since you are a new baby, you will die when you die. Let those monsters treat us resident customers well."

"That's right, it's better to kill a few more foreigners than us."

The people at each table were still chatting with each other, and their words were like chatting after tea, and they never took human life as a big deal.

"Yo? Guest officer, come to stay, Ah Gen, take the luggage for the guests."

At this moment, a little boy with a wooden luggage, dressed as a scholar, but a little downcast, walked into the inn.

At a glance, the shopkeeper could see the tiredness in the eyes of the man and the dust all over his body, so he thought he was here to stay and rest, so he called the waiter and went to pick up the guest's luggage.

"No, no, boss, I'm not here to stay. I'm a guy sent by Jibaozhai to collect the bill." The scholar explained quickly.

"Receive the bill?" The shopkeeper's voice changed instantly.

And the shop waiter who had received the scholar's wooden luggage with a warm expression changed his face instantly, threw the luggage in his hand on the ground, and turned to greet other customers.

"Hey, hey! My luggage!"

Seeing this, the scholar hurried forward to pick up his bag.

Ye Tai was naturally attracted by this person.

Isn't this the beginning of the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story? The part-time scholar Ning Caichen came to the inn in Guobei County to collect debts with Jibaozhai's account books.

But he didn't want to go through several twists and turns along the way, and suddenly fell into the mud in heavy rain, staining the words on the account book with ink.

really.

Ning Caichen opened the account book and was dumbfounded. The account records on it were completely blurred.

He quickly closed the account book, swallowed, and said, "Boss, can I see your stubs, this is a new rule."

Just like in modern times, in ancient times, both parties will have account books to record accounts.

So my own account books are gone, so I can only collect the accounts from the shopkeeper by borrowing their stubs.

But the shopkeeper, who is mature and sophisticated, saw through Ning Caichen's embarrassment in an instant. He squinted his eyes and said, "New rules? Show me the account books!"

As he spoke, he snatched the account book from Ning Caichen.

"Eh? No, I can't see it, I can't see it!"

Ning Caichen wanted to grab it, but the shopkeeper had already gone through the blurred ledger.

"What kind of account is this?! It's pitch black and messy, how do you collect it?"

Ning Caichen said in embarrassment: "The account book is wet, and if I can't receive it, I will have no money to go back. Please help me."

The shopkeeper raised his waist, and said confidently: "Since you don't have my account in your account book, I don't owe you any money, which means you are extorting money?! Get out! How dare you cheat me, don't you want to live?"

As he said that, he pushed Ning Caichen with his palm and pushed him out of the door.

Ning Caichen staggered, and managed to avoid falling down.

"The shopkeeper!"

Suddenly, Ye Tai, who had been watching the changes quietly, spoke up, and he said: "Forget it, I think this scholar is pitiful, he probably hasn't had a full meal for several days, I still have some food here, let him be A full-fledged ghost."

These words made everyone in the inn startled.

Then they all laughed with strange eyes.

They all said:

"Yes, shopkeeper, don't be so cruel."

"If people can't get it, they have no money to go back. If they don't have money to go back, they naturally don't have money to stay in a hotel. If they don't have money to stay in a hotel, they can only find a ruined temple to live in. Ahem, anyway. I don't want you to pay, this young master is kind-hearted, so don't stop him from offering his love~"

In such a time when he was close to the border of the giant monster's territory, and even broke into the period when the monster was in trouble, if he stayed in the wild where there was no "popularity", the end of this scholar could be imagined.

There is no way out.

The shopkeeper also realized that he stopped pushing Ning Caichen, and said with a puckered mouth, "Go, you have met a good person, boy, eat more, there are many dead ghosts in this world, but the most comfortable death is There are two kinds, the dead ghost and the romantic ghost, I hope you can bump into both."

"What kind of ghosts or ghosts? In the east, I still have the fame of being a child, and the national energy of the Song Dynasty protects my body. What can monsters and ghosts do to me, but I still thank you, young master."

At the end of the conversation, Ning Caichen came over gratefully, sat down at Mrs. Ye's table, and said, "I really haven't had a full meal for several days, thank you, my lord."

As he spoke, he got approval from Mrs. Ye's eyes, and ate the food hungrily.

The smiles of the diners around are getting weirder and weirder.

Someone asked: "Boy, is this the first time you have come back to this land?"

Ning Caichen muttered while eating, "Yes, the last one who came to collect the bill was hacked to death on the way."

290、The little golden man is really wonderful

Hearing what Ning Caichen said, the people around him nodded in understanding.

The land area of ​​this world is too large, and the national destiny of the Eastern Land does exist. It is like Juren, the number one scholar and the like, and it is difficult for ordinary ghosts to get close.

As the emperor of the world, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme has the innate dragon energy to protect the body. He is a person appointed by the gods and Buddhas. Although he cannot transform the dragon energy into combat power, if the ghosts and monsters want to harm the supreme, they will be killed in an instant. You will be injured by the Nine Five Dragon Qi!

If the Tao is simple and obvious, it will be wiped out in an instant!

With the blessing of the majestic national fortune, and guarded by immortals and Buddhas and holy places of cultivation, ghosts and demons are indeed very rare in the hinterland of Dongtu.

There is no multimedia in this world, and there is no online video, so many Eastern subjects have spent their entire lives, and their understanding of ghosts is only in the anecdotal stories told by the storyteller, and they have never seen or experienced it with their own eyes!

In fact, it is because the land area is too large, and the fastest way for mortals to travel is by horse-drawn carriage, and the security outside is not good and it is too dangerous. Therefore, most mortals spend their entire lives within hundreds of miles of their birthplace. Can't touch any ghosts.

This was the case for Ning Caichen. It was also the first time he had traveled so far to collect bills, and only from the storyteller, he knew that as long as he had fame, ghosts would be inviolable.