Pleasure Helping Spirit System

In the morning, the sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and it is a warm and fine weather.

Chen Hao actually woke up very early, woken up by the bustle from outside.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I lived at home, and the lively sounds that I was used to back then are very sensitive now.

After waking up, Chen Hao didn't get up, and lay lazily on the bed, taking out his mobile phone to play.

I used to play mobile phones, either playing small games or water groups.

However, since practicing cultivation, when Chen Hao played on his mobile phone, he mostly watched all kinds of weird news, and then searched for some supernatural and ghost things to understand the market.

After all, relying on the willful inheritance of system tasks, who knows what the next task will be rewarded? So if you want to enrich yourself, you still have to ask for it from reality.

It's just things on the Internet. It's impossible to distinguish between true and false. Chen Hao can at most have fun, gain some knowledge, and avoid encountering colleagues in the future. It would be embarrassing to ask three questions.

Not long after lying down, the door of the room was opened, and then Mama Chen walked in, holding the black cat in one hand and hot dry noodles in the other.

I can't get up yet, I'm such an adult, I still like to stay in bed like when I was a child. Chen Ma scolded with a smile.

Chen Hao put down his phone, and said with a chuckle: As the saying goes, you rely on your friends when you go out, and your parents at home, and I don't need to do anything. Of course, it's comfortable to lie on the bed.

With that said, Chen Hao took the breakfast, glanced at the black cat lying comfortably in Chen Ma's arms, then at the rooster huddled in the corner of the room like an ostrich, and sighed secretly, it is also a small animal, but it is a pity that chickens do not have cats Knowing how cute it is, it is destined to have the greatest effect of stewing soup.

Mother Chen said: By the way, your father will come back later, and he also caught a herring for you. At noon, my mother will cook fish in a pan for you. In the evening, Grandma Yang will have light meals. If you don't want to go, I will come back I'll cook for you again.

Chen Hao looked out of the window, pondered for a moment, and said, Let's go together. I remember that Grandma Yang was very kind to me when I was young. I didn't expect that she would disappear in a blink of an eye. I'll get up and burn incense sticks for her later.

Okay, then you have breakfast first, and I'll go over there to help. Mama Chen said, and left the room with the black cat in her arms.

Chen Hao hesitated to speak, he really didn't want his mother to take the black cat away, after all, this guy has a criminal record, so don't be aggressive and eat the ghost of Grandma Yang.

It's just about this matter, how could Chen Hao tell his mother, so he had to get up quickly by himself, wash up briefly, and walked out of the room with his face on his face.

As soon as Chen Hao left, he curled up in the corner, the cock like an ostrich quietly opened his eyes, looked around stealthily, and stretched his body cautiously.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, the rooster immediately started to tremble, ran out of the room quickly, and then went straight up to the top floor and onto the rooftop.

Looking at the blue sky, the rooster was in high spirits, with bright corns, spread its wings, flew directly to the roof, and then raised its head and chest.

Goo~~ Goo~~~ Goo Goo~~~~

A loud and clear cock crow came from his throat, and the sound spread in all directions.

It's cool, it's so cool, it hasn't been so happy for many days, this chicken is going crazy.

The rooster was very excited, cooing non-stop, and raised its wings, as if the rooster was spreading its wings, as if it was about to yell out all the unhappiness that had been accumulated for a long time.

When it called, several places were alarmed immediately.

The black cat who was watching Chen's mother help with the tables and chairs suddenly raised its body, and looked at the inexplicably happy little figure on the roof of Chen Hao's house with flickering eyes.

In addition, in the corner of Grandma Yang's house, there was a cloud of yin, shivering and curling up to disappear.

The rooster started to crow, and suddenly felt a chill, as if being strangled by something, the crowing stopped abruptly, and the corns looked in the direction of the black cat.

The two eyes met, the rooster's mouth was still open, but it couldn't make a sound, and then it flew down the roof of the building as if it was frightened.

A trace of disdain flashed in the black cat's eyes.

Then it looked at Grandma Yang's door, licked its lips, and seemed to be considering whether to act.

Be honest with me.

A voice rang in the ear, and the black cat saw Chen Hao standing beside him, warning it with his eyes.

The black cat turned its head proudly, completely ignoring it.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth.

This dead cat is addicted to eating, right? Let me tell you, today you really dare to eat the ghost of Grandma Yang, so my master will stew you and give it to the rooster.

He rubbed the black cat's head vigorously like a threat, and Chen Hao walked towards the funeral shed under the angry eyes of the black cat.

Xiaohao, I just heard from your mother that you are back. Let the third aunt take a look. You are getting more and more handsome. Do you have a girlfriend? Shall I introduce one for you? A middle-aged woman joked with a smile Chen Hao.

Chen Hao grinned and didn't answer.

They are all from the village. He knows these people too well. As long as Chen Hao answers the call, it will be endless.

Mom, third aunt, I'll put incense sticks on Grandma Yang, you guys are busy. Chen Hao took the initiative to avoid the topic and walked under the shed.

Grandma Yang's body was placed on a wooden board and covered with a white sheet, only the outline of a thin body could be vaguely seen.

On the head of the corpse, there is an incense stand with a posthumous portrait, an incense burner, and white candles.

More than a dozen sticks of incense were inserted in the incense burner, and the smoke curled up.

I used to hear old people say that incense can protect the spirit, protect the person who has just died, keep the ghost alive, and make the first seven days safe.

But at this moment, Chen Haoyin and Yang saw a different situation.

The incense smoke has no hair effect at all, and is directly scattered in the air without a shadow or form.

It seems that this is just a decoration, a form.

In other words, if the legend is true, then the so-called incense protector refers to specially made incense, not ordinary incense that costs a few dollars a handful.

Chen Hao's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Immediately, Chen Hao took out three sticks of incense, and secretly used the magical power of consecration. A stream of mana poured into the incense, and a faint light flashed on the surface of the incense.

The next moment, a message came back to Chen Hao.

Consecrated spiritual incense: bless and protect the spirit, gather the soul.

Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

It's really doable. Buddy, there is no one else who has the power of consecration. If it is powerful, don't want it.

Joyful in his heart, Chen Hao lit the spirit incense, bowed respectfully to the incense altar three times, and then inserted it into the incense burner.

After doing this, Chen Hao looked at Grandma Yang's kind smile on the posthumous photo, and sighed secretly.

What a good old man, I remember that she likes children very much, but her own son never lets her take care of his grandson, and he doesn't even see him twice a year. This is definitely a pity for the old man.

Look back and look for an opportunity to ask the old man, if you can help, just help.

Afterwards, Chen Hao turned and left.

Just in case, Chen Hao ignored the black cat's struggle and carried it away.

This guy is a ticking time bomb. Although he is intelligent, Chen Hao can't guarantee that this little guy can't tell who he is. But don't really be eaten by it, can you really kill it?

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