dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Behind Hua Jiunan's letter was a "small piece of paper", the words on it were crooked, and there were a lot of pinyin mixed in.

At first glance, it is Chen Daji's "masterpiece".

Thinking of Chen Daji, the corners of Zhang Jiao's mouth can't help but twitch.

"Second brother, it seems that this 'letter' should be written to you alone."

"Written for my younger brother? Da Ji and Xiao Ba?!"

Zhang Bao was taken aback for a moment, then happily took it over.

I was dumbfounded when I first saw it: what kind of mess is it!

Simplified characters are okay, Zhang Bao is already proficient in using them, but pinyin is really not his strong point!

There is no way, whoever makes himself a good "brother" is at this level.

Zhang Bao shook his head and smiled wryly, he could only "decipher" it slowly.

The general content of the letter is as follows:

Bro, are you fine?I am...a pencil drawing: a big chicken, a small worm...

Brother Bao, have your bones grown?Can you get off the kang and walk by yourself?Why didn't you wait for me and Ba Ye to wake up last time before you left?

The pills you left me are very useful, we all brought Liangzhu here.

There are no mosquitoes in the house, there are many thieves here, people who bite are annoying!

He also learns the "textbook (Taiping Fushui)" left for Ba Ye every day.

Ba Ye is too stupid, and Douda doesn't know a whole lot of characters, so let's look it up in the dictionary for him.

There are many words that are not found in the dictionary, so I can only look them up in Cihai, which is very laborious.

Oh, by the way, Brother Bao, our father is dying.

My boss said that it was caused by some "dead person". We came to you this time to save my father. If you have the time, you can come and help me!

Ba Ye said that he missed you very much, and cried.

The paper is full, it's all right, bye.

Zhang Bao was filled with emotions after reading this small note, which was comparable to an encrypted telegram.

On the one hand, it is the longing for the two good brothers who have suffered together, and on the other hand, it is worrying:

As a master of Taoism, Zhang Bao certainly knew the horror of the dead.

Their grievances were earth-shattering, but there was no reason to speak of them!

Even if Chen Daji is a "wise man in the world", he is helpless in front of these dead people!

"Blessed Blessings Boundless Yellow Heaven!"

"Brother, the dead are vicious, and my younger brother is worried about the safety of Da Ji and Xiao Ba."

Zhang Jiao smiled even wider when he heard this.

With his way of doing, even if he doesn't deduce it deliberately, he can get a glimpse of the future.

"Since the second brother is worried, then you and my brother will go out for a walk."

"My teaching of Taiping Tao is that there is no calamity or misfortune in the world, and everyone is free and happy. The dead in Liangzhu have suffered for 5000 years, and they should be liberated."

"Blessed Blessings Boundless Yellow Heaven!"

The two leaders acted straightforwardly, and since they decided to help, they no longer hesitated.

After hanging the packaged medicine for the seeker under the eaves, he disappeared into the misty rain in the southern country in two or three steps.

On the other side, Qi Baijia, who finally got into the taxi, spoke to the driver out of breath.

"Oh mom, I'm exhausted to death."

"Master, please hurry up and drive to Jinshan Temple!"

The taxi driver was obviously a chatterbox, and seeing the humorous appearance of the beggars' parents, he deliberately opened his mouth to make fun of him.

"Master Dao, what are you doing at the monk's temple so late?"

"There is a conflict, why don't you go to the gym?! How many more people do you want to bring with you!"

"To tell you the truth, I took my wife and children on a trip to Jinshan Temple. The monks there have good food, and everyone eats fat!"

"You have a body like a stick, but you can't beat a group of fat monks!"

The beggars were already in a hurry, but they were even more annoyed when they heard the driver insulting the Buddhist disciples.

"Fucking shit, someone asked me to send a message to Jinshan Temple!"

"You baby talk a lot of nonsense, you can drive well!"

Being bullied by beggars, the driver master was not angry, but continued to tease him with a smile.

"Master Dao, don't you just have a message? Do you need to travel all the way by yourself? It's more than 200 kilometers!"

"Can't you just make a phone call?!"

The beggars were even more annoyed when they heard the words: "You have to know the number when you make a call. Don't I know the Taoist!"

"Call 114 to check!" The driver is obviously a real person, and he would rather not make money than cheat others.

Immediately turned the steering wheel and drove straight towards the telephone booth on the side of the road.

"Master Dao, you use my card, there are more than ten yuan in it, enough!"

Qi Baijia suddenly felt that he was an idiot, and muttered to himself while inserting the card: "Can I find out..."

When the phone was connected and asked, a nice female voice sounded.

"Please record: 0511—..., please record: 0511—..."

Beggars are stupid: I can really find out...

After giving 30 yuan to the kind-hearted driver, the driver also left the phone card with the beggars, and then "left in a hurry".

After turning a corner, the driver shook his head slightly.

"I thought that my new Bazimen finally had an 'eclectic' junior, but I didn't expect that it would not keep pace with the times!"

"What's the difference with those stubborn old things! Directory information desks don't work... idiots!"

Speaking of this, the "driver" paused, sighed and continued talking to himself.

"The dead in Liangzhu are very fierce, Wu Yongming and those 'little nobles' are probably more dangerous than good..."

"No, I'd better invite a few old guys to come over to suppress the place in advance!"

"If... if there is something wrong with the prince...it's too scary!"