Grind incense

The broken snow on the plum branches melted to the last little piece under the scorching sun at noon in early spring.

I had no choice but to turn my eyes back to the face of the man standing under the tree.

That face is still so handsome that people are amazed, I once again sighed sincerely, I have earned it by putting him on the table.

I think I need to explain my current identity. I am a ghost, a ghost on the bridge of Naihe.

This ghost is staying in the human world at this time, and there is no element of escaping. The fact is that this ghost is now aboveboard, traveling with a mission and doing project inspections in the Yangshi part-time.

I don't want to mention my miserable life experience when I was a human being. In short, after more than 20 years of bad luck, I just stepped on the border of Naihe Bridge, and the bad luck suddenly came.

"As the eighth thousand eight hundred and eighty eighth person who set foot on the Naihe Bridge, I would like to congratulate you on winning a lucky draw sponsored by the Jifu Group. Look, eight thousand eight hundred and eighty eight, what a festive and auspicious number! "Naihe Qiaotou, the beautiful girl who called herself Ms. Meng, was wearing a backless long dress of Miss Manners, with a bright red ribbon marking her identity slung across her shoulder.

"When you read it together, it's four eights. The homophony is dead. At the end of this Naihe bridge, it really fits the occasion." I murmured in my heart.

The moment Miss Meng lowered her head, I peeked at her breasts, but inadvertently saw the badge hanging around her neck.

"Name: Meng Po"

"You are the one who is said to have delivered Mengpo soup at Naihe Bridge?!" I looked at this beautiful girl who looked only [-] or [-] years old in front of me with some astonishment. "The words are linked together.

"Recently, the competition in the industry is too fierce, so I have no choice but to spend money to fix it. After the whole set is completed, I will lose a lot of money all of a sudden, so I have to take this part-time job!" Ms. Meng said with a helpless smile. The draw box was handed to me.

I put my hand into the lottery box and stirred it, picked up one nearby, and handed it to Miss Meng.

"Oh, congratulations on winning the special prize sponsored by the Jifu Group, the revival package, and a three-day trip to the Yangshi as a gift," Miss Meng exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, congratulating me.

"What, resurrection?! I finally got to the bridge of Naihe, and marked the end of my miserable life. They actually want to use the trick of winning a lottery to send me back to suffer. I won't do it!" I roared in my heart. .

"No, please don't send me back. There are more than 100 people sent by three gang organizations to hunt and kill me..." I ran away with my head in my arms.

"Don't worry, the resurrection this time is not sending you back to your original body, but to the body sponsored by the Underworld Group." Ms. Meng floated faintly in front of me, and said in a high-pitched voice next to my ear.

"Handsome, in full bloom, with a bright future..." These three words made me feel like I was in a fog.

So I came here, this is Gu's Mansion, a three-entry courtyard with a back garden, the house looks old, it is said that it was left by the ancestors of the Gu family.

"Four generations and three fathers!" Miss Meng preached to me. I didn't quite understand these four words, so I went to Naihe Bridge and caught a rotten scholar with a fluttering silver beard, and asked him humbly for advice.

The man standing under the plum tree is named Gu Zhanqi, whose style name is Zhuyi. I heard from a rotten Confucian at Naihe Bridge that the name of this man was taken from an article called "Qi Ao" in "The Book of Songs" "Wei Feng". "of.

I don’t quite remember the poem about the green bamboo and yi that the gentleman catches and touches that the silver-bearded old scholar recited to me. Fanzheng and Gu Zhanqi’s names have their origins, and those who are extremely educated are .

After two days of on-the-spot observation, I roughly figured out Gu Zhanqi's life pattern.

After breakfast, warm up the books in the study for two hours, then take a stroll in the back garden of Gu Mansion, have lunch after the walk, and spend half an hour in a daze under the plum tree in the back garden. Go back to the study to study.

After dinner, Gu Zhanqi will read copybooks in the study, such as "Ling Fei Jing".

However, the two words that Gu Zhanqi often writes on rice paper are "rolling incense".

At first I saw Gu Zhanqi wrinkling his eyebrows and writing these two words on the paper. I thought he was creating something for entertainment, but seeing him writing for about half an hour, the paper was just densely packed. It is full of the word "milling incense".

Three days is actually not a long time, but the three days I visited Gu Zhanqi almost exhausted all my patience.

In my eyes, Gu Zhanqi’s three days basically belong to the same pattern. Eat, review books, eat again, review books again, eat again, make posts, and finally sleep. Gu Zhanqi sleeps like a root The wood lying in the quilt will not even turn over a whole night.

When Gu Zhanqi was sleeping, I was alone in the dark thinking: After half a month, I have this body, what should I do with it, such as setting up a table of wine in the back garden, table Put a few dishes on the table, some snacks, and for example, what kind of robes to wear to go shopping in the street, and then hum a little tune, and then go to the building to see the red card girl...

Thinking about it, I became so excited that I couldn't fall asleep even more. When I finally got tired from thinking about it, and felt a little sleepy, the rooster declaring the dawn outside crowed a few times in confusion.

Gu Zhanqi started to get up and tidy up again, and when he finished tidying up, he started his day in the same mode again, spinning like a machine, I yawned aside, and felt deep down in my heart that Gu Zhanqi's life is going well. It's really boring and boring enough, wouldn't he feel very tired for a moment? !

Gu Zhanqi is a sponsor selected by the underworld, and his ending has already been written by the judge of the underworld.

In Xinmao year, on the twelfth night of the second lunar month, he drank a cup of poisonous tea and died in the Longmen Inn near the examination room.

At that time, he will leave and I will come, everything should go smoothly.

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