Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

Hundred ghost town.

The place where monsters gather is like a human city.

There are all kinds of strange things.

There are street stalls, inns, fortune-tellers, and vegetable sellers. If they weren't too scary-looking, they really wouldn't violate the law at all.

There is only one reason why Hundred Ghost City is extremely lively today.

The ghost king of Mangshan Mountain had a big wedding in the past few days, and all the famous people with a radius of a hundred miles had received invitations, so they had to give some face.

"Is this city of one hundred ghosts still in Mr.'s eyes?"

Li Pingan and his group were walking on the streets of Hundred Ghost City, Yuan San said with a smile.

"It's really novel." Li Pingan gave a four-character evaluation.

If it wasn't for emergency rescue, he really wanted to take a stroll with Lao Niu and have a look.

"Let's go directly to that old Mangshan ghost." Yuan Sanyi took the lead.

.............

woo woo woo~

The wind was blowing, and the sound of whimpering and crying could be heard from time to time in the cellar.

"Don't cry! Don't cry! Court death."

The voice of the ghost jailer came.

Those imprisoned here are all looted people.

There are young girls, there are scholars who are still carrying books on the road, and there are young Taoist priests in Taoist uniforms, etc...

The little Taoist hid in a corner, his face pale.

Different from him, the scholar with the bookcase on his back was writing something furiously.

"What are you writing?" the little Taoist couldn't help asking.

"Me? I'm writing about today's experience."

"what?"

The little Taoist looked at him in surprise, thinking that it was already this time, and he still wanted to write down these things, since he was dead, so what's the use of writing them down.

The scholar wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "I failed the imperial examination and didn't know what to do for a living, so I wrote some novels to make a living.

It's just that the things I've been writing have been unpopular. I wanted to go out and travel to find some inspiration, but who knew I would encounter such a thing. "

The scholar said with a little excitement on his face.

It seems that being caught here is not something unacceptable.

What a weirdo~ The little Taoist thought to himself.

Outside the door, a child-like ghost blinked and looked at them carefully.

"Bang!!"

Immediately afterwards, the buttock was kicked.

"Stand guard, don't look around!"

The kid immediately straightened his chest.

The old ghost beside him sighed helplessly, and looked at the other party as if he was looking at his own unsatisfactory descendants.

In fact, this kid is his descendant.

It's a pity that this guy is the only one left in the family.

The old ghost thought that he had someone to inherit his mantle, but who knew that this little ghost was timid and shy, he didn't like to talk, he would like to bury his head in the soil when he encountered trouble, and his practice was even more messed up.

"Look here, I'll go outside to relax." 2

The little ghost nodded hastily, "...Okay..."

After the old ghost left, the little ghost saw no ghosts around.

He took out some hard things from his arms and threw them into the iron fence.

The detainees stared at the food, as if they were eating something.

Immediately, everyone looked at the little ghost, and the little ghost's face changed slightly, as if he was afraid to meet their eyes, and turned his head away quickly.

"Is it food?"

Someone was very hungry and picked it up first. It should be something similar to steamed buns.

One bite, although it is unpalatable, it is edible.

The most important thing is to fill your stomach now, and think about other things later.

The detainees divided their things up and felt better when they had food in their stomachs.

"Little devil, go play cards." A prison ghost passed by.

The kid shook his head.

"Cut~" the ghost cut, and kicked him again before leaving.

The kid fell to the ground after being kicked, he seemed to have gotten used to it, and after the opponent left, he quickly got up again.

He patted the dust off his body, unwilling to let his ancestor see that he was being bullied by other ghosts.

The old ghost walked back with his hands behind his back, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"No promise!"

The kid lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

"Look at your wimpy look!"

The little ghost still bowed his head, as if no matter what the ancestor scolded, his answer was to bow his head.

"Go! You don't need to watch here, go outside and buy me some apricot blossom stuffing."

The kid agreed and quickly ran away.

Looking at his back, the old ghost sighed again.

How could his descendants be so timid and fearful.

On the street, the little ghost skillfully walked through two streets densely populated by ghosts,

I bought apricot flower brew, and I was about to run back with the wine.

When passing through an alley, he was suddenly blocked by three huge figures in front of him.

"What's in your hand? Show us."

The kid took a step back.

Appearing in front of them were three huge evil spirits, and their auras were obviously not at the same level as him.

The ghost on the left, seeing the clothes the little ghost was wearing, couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Boss, it looks like he's from the official family."

"Official?" The slightly larger ghost snorted, "Don't be afraid of this kid, he's very cowardly."

As he spoke, he snatched the apricot blossom wine from the opponent's hand and sniffed it with his nose.

"Well, Xinghuaniang, the little ghost will treat you as a filial uncle, so get out."

The kid stared at them, not daring to speak.

"What are you looking at, if I tell you to get out, just get out!"

The leading ghost kicked the kid in the chest.

"Pfft~"

"Clang!"

Ok?

The three ghosts followed the prestige and saw a man in green shirt and a cow sitting not far away.

Holding a box of food in his hand, he vomited while eating.

"Pfft~"

In his hand, Li Pingan was holding the Sodou that he bought not long ago. To put it bluntly, it was small pieces of pebbles fried with seasoning.

Smell the smell of the stone and you will lose it, so it is called Sudiao!

It was the first time that Li Pingan knew about this kind of food. It wasn't very delicious, but it was mainly due to a new word.

The food in this Hundred Ghost City is really strange.

"What are you looking at there, kid!"

One of the ghosts cursed.

Li Pingan spread out his hands, saying that he was eating and was not going to meddle in other people's business.

The three ghosts ignored him, grabbed the wine and left.

The little ghost patted the ashes on his body, stood up again, and was about to go back in a grievance.

"Little brother, I want to ask you something."

The sound is like the breeze and cicadas chirping in the middle of the night, comfortable.

The kid blinked, "...what?"

"A friend of a friend of mine was caught here. I originally came to rescue my friend with my friend, but now I am separated from my friend. Now I can only find my friend's friend by myself..."

Little ghost: (o_o)??

"Here, here is your wine."

Li Pingan flipped his hand, and the bottle of apricot wine appeared in his hand.

The kid's expression changed slightly.

"Here, your wine."

"...Thank you."

After being stunned for a moment, the kid bowed to Li Pingan.

"My friend is a human being, uh... a little Taoist priest, have you seen him?"

The kid nodded, "I've seen it."

"Oh?" Li Pingan was a little surprised. He was just asking casually, but he never thought that the other party really knew.

"But he's in prison, and he's about to be eaten."

"I don't know if you can take me to meet him."

"Come with me."

"Thank you."

.............

(The happy book I played this time, how should I say it... I feel that the plot of this book is not bad, after all, it is mainly about joy)

(But that is to say, I am a little confused, why I played twice, and I was a murderer twice!!)

(But it’s okay, a few female colleagues are all dressed beautifully, with black silk bare legs, eh~)