Emperor star descends to earth

Liu Xiaobai is very afraid of ghosts.When he was still a helpless and poor little willow tree, he was often possessed by ghosts. They were so cloudy that he shed leaves indiscriminately, so that he didn't even have hair when he first took shape, which was miserable.

Hearing that there was a ghost in the newly rented front room, Liu Xiaobai refused to move in.

Ziwei said: "What the landlord said may not be true. Don't engage in feudal superstition. Now it is a socialist society, so there are no ghosts and ghosts."

Liu·Wood Demon·Xiaobai:? ? ?

Ziwei: "You don't count, you became a master before the founding of the People's Republic of China."

Yuanyuan:?

Ziwei: "You don't count, you were not fully liberated when you were born."

Yuanyuan had a stern face, not sure if she believed it or not, anyway, Liu Xiaobai was persuaded by him.

But the lingering fear of the ghost is still there, and Liu Xiaobai still fell into a nightmare while sleeping, raving non-stop.

In the dimly lit hut, only the light of the street lamps that could not be blocked by the broken windows came in. On the left side of Ziwei was next to the huddled little Yuanyuan, with his right hand hooking Xiaobai to prevent him from rolling down. It took a long time to make this silly Be safe, baby.

He sighed low.

The next day Ziwei got up before dawn.

It is about five kilometers from the shantytown where they live to Seven Star Square, and there are seven bus stops. This night bus is the last one.

Ziwei didn't want to go up there, he had to put in two coins for five kilometers, which in his opinion was nothing more than cheating money.

He walked on foot, looking at the starry sky before dawn.

Jingxing stagnates in the east, and the moon is bright, which is a sign of good luck.

It was the National Day holiday, when Ziwei walked to Qixing Square, the light just appeared, and it fell on the flagpole, reflecting the red flag very brightly.

The mall didn't open until a few hours later. Fortunately, the shop he rented was facing the street with a unique door, and he could enter after opening the rolling gate.

The facade house connects the upper and lower floors, with shops on the lower floor and a two-bedroom residence on the upper floor, with a small kitchen and bathroom.

It was just autumn, but the room was damp and cold.

There are old newspapers pasted on the window pane of the living room, so the morning light can hardly come in, so Zi Wei turned on the light smoothly.

The fluorescent lights flickered twice before turning on, clearly reflecting the mess in the house: old furniture with missing arms and legs piled up in one place, completely useless unless repaired, and a lot of garbage scattered on the ground, with dark oil stains remaining .

Worse than their huts.

The corner of Ziwei's mouth twitched, seriously suspecting that the landlord's "haunted theory" was just an excuse, and this place was definitely a homeless den.

He rolled up his sleeves, found a broom and mop from the bathroom, and started cleaning.

The busy Ziwei didn't know that something was awakened under the table covered by the curtain, and a pair of blood-red eyes appeared from the gap.

The owner of the eyes was furious.

He has lived here for so long, and the owner never dared to bother him. He frightened away those quacks with half a bucket of water, but this young man broke into his territory so blatantly. Take, not at all disrespectful.

He also swept all the Sudoku and collectibles he played when he was bored into the dustpan, can this be tolerated? !

His face flushed with anger, and he rolled out of the table.

—He is a human head.

It takes a lot of energy to keep a person's head in the air, and it is inconvenient to teach young people with their eyes level.He didn't speak, just stared at Ziwei with a ferocious expression, so that when he saw him, he would scare him to pee.

Unexpectedly, Zi Wei didn't turn around in a daze. After sweeping the living room, she put the waste in a bag and was about to go downstairs to throw it away.

The man's head was so anxious that he shouted at the top of his voice, "Hello!"

His voice was piercing, creepy as long bright red nails scraping glass in the rain.

Ziwei finally found him, and was stunned.

Before Rentou had time to speak threats, Ziwei had already bent down, grabbed him by the bun and picked him up.

I don't know whether it's because the face he suddenly approached was too handsome or the man's yang energy was too strong, but the man's head felt his face was hot, and suddenly he couldn't move.

"This toy is very realistic." Zi Wei turned the head over and over to look at it. Except that it was too cold, it was almost indistinguishable from a real person.

However, he didn't hear the head talking again, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the battery box or charging port. He just thought it was a defective product and threw it into the garbage bag.

Head:? ? ?

The moment he entered the garbage bag, the human head found that he could move. He was about to call out to let this disrespectful young man let him out. When he opened his mouth, Ziwei happened to slip the garbage bag, and the stinky socks left by some tenant just rolled into it. It was stuffed into his mouth tightly, the old smell made his tears flow down.

Head: ...

How can there be such a coincidence?This young man must have done it on purpose!

The angry skin became more and more pale.

Due to the large number of merchants, there are many large trash cans scattered in Seven Star Plaza, and the nearest one is just outside the store.

There are countless rubbish crowded around the head, and it is impossible to jump up and down.He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't smelled such a stinky smell. The rotten rice from the previous night hadn't been transported away, and the smell mixed with socks was hard to describe. Ren Tou even felt that if he smelled it for a while, he could be fumigated.

When Comrade Rentou went through all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, took out the garbage bag and the garbage bin and returned to the house, Ziwei almost finished cleaning the whole two rooms and one living room.

The head looked fiercely at the young man's busy figure, and decided to open a big one.

I saw him pursing his lips and secretly accumulating strength, he saw the back of Ziwei's head and shot himself out quickly!

As long as it hits this time, a normal person will become a vegetable without dying!

Ziwei is holding a mop to wipe the dust on the screen window. The house has not been lived in for many years, and the dust is very heavy. He covers his mouth and nose with one hand, and vigorously shakes the mop with the other hand, and the long mop stick follows him. Shake violently.

The mop stick suddenly touched something, Ziwei's hand sank, and there was a loud "bang" in his ears.

When he turned his head, he saw that the head was thrown out, hit the wall and made a shallow hole, and fell into the bucket where he washed the mop, splashing water all over the floor.

Head: ...

He didn't know how to water when he was alive, so he would be soaked in a dirty bucket with nowhere to sink and float. The water poured into his mouth and nose and then flowed out from his neck. Even so, he was choked.

Ziwei got him out in time.

Without using his hands, Ziwei disliked the dirty water, and picked up his bun with disposable chopsticks to scoop it up.

The messy things in the room were cleared out, and Ziwei wiped every corner of the cabinets, so that such a big thing would never be missed.What's more, although the hairstyle of this person's head is messy and dirty, the eyebrows and eyes are clearly the one he just threw away.

The words about not being allowed to become a master after the founding of the People's Republic of China were all used by Ziwei to fool Liu Xiaobai. He himself is not so stupid and sweet, otherwise he would not read books to learn how to watch stars to exorcise evil spirits.He deliberately came here early to clear up hidden dangers before Liu Xiaobai.

At this moment, Ziwei still doesn't know, it's the one in his hand that makes trouble in this room.

He can draw exorcism talismans, but the yellow mounted paper bought online has not arrived yet, fortunately this ghost doesn't seem to have high combat effectiveness.

Ziwei's attitude was quite gentle, and he asked, "What's the matter, Mister Ghost?"

The head spat out dirty water, and cursed: "Why are you so thick-skinned, you broke into my house and asked me what's the matter? I order you to get out immediately, and you have to apologize and burn tribute to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for taking your life." !"

Ziwei raised her eyebrows: "I rented this house with money."

The implication is that if you want to get out, you should get out.

That's the end of the conversation.

It is not a good person to be a ghost for so many years. Although he cannot perform the illusion that most ghosts can do due to his incomplete body, it is not easy to bully a young man.

He subconsciously attributed the first two mistakes to his kindness, lack of real ability and bad luck.

Human head suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out black smoke, heading straight for Ziwei's door.

The speed of the black smoke was too fast, and Ziwei was so close that there was no time to dodge it.

This is ghost energy condensed by the human head for many years. It should not be underestimated. If a living person touches it, its vitality will be damaged. If it is mild, it will faint on the spot.

Rentouxin said: Don't blame me for being cruel, you don't know how to praise, even if the underworld comes to ask me, it makes sense, young man, you will spend the rest of your life planning to spend the rest of your life on the hospital bed... eh? !

In the dense black smoke, a white palm waved lightly, and the smoke was pushed away, revealing Ziwei's face.

He choked and coughed, and said in disgust: "How long has it been since you brushed your teeth, why is your breath so heavy?"

Head: ...? ? !

Lao Tzu is a ghost, how can a ghost brush his teeth!I don't think the socks are smelly yet!It is tolerable or unbearable for the wicked to sue first!

Dazed with anger, he had no time to think about how the young man was doing nothing, so he yelled and bit Ziwei.

Ziwei didn't want to be bitten by this stinky mouth, turned around, kicked out with her right foot, and kicked the head flying out impartially.

These days, ghosts don't even know how to negotiate properly. He originally planned to live in a paper house for this human head.

That being the case, let's fight.

One by one, the head was beaten until the sky became dark.

——Mainly Ziwei beat him up unilaterally.

The head is extremely aggrieved.He is an old ghost of decades, who was crushed by a living person, and the hanged ghost next door would laugh so hard that he would bite his tongue off.But there is no way, as long as Ziwei touches him, he will be immobilized as if he has been cast a holding spell, and can only be kicked like a ball, hitting his head all over the head.

"...Wait!" Half an hour later, before the next kick hit his forehead, the head yelled to stop in horror.

There was no good skin left on his face, and there were bruises and redness everywhere, which made him grin his teeth in pain.

Ziwei changed from kicking to stomping, stepped on the head and face, raised her chin, and said with a smile: "Are you willing to move out?"

"..." The head remained silent.

This is his bottom line, he will definitely not move out of here.

"I'll live in the toilet, okay? I'll give you another place." On the surface, the head retreated, but in his heart he had the idea of ​​seeing who would grind whom in the future.

"That can't be done." Ziwei shook her head, "I have a younger brother who is afraid of ghosts, you will scare him."

"Go ahead," he said, as if determined to beat the head down.

Seeing that he was about to be beaten, at the very moment, the man raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Call the 444 alarm hotline! Help! Someone is going to kill the devil! My location is No. 75, Qixing Square!"

Ziwei:?

What the hell is the police hotline? How can the police save ghosts?And shouldn't it be 110?

Ziwei only thought he was fooling herself, and was about to hit again, when a hollow female voice with no emotion sounded from inside the room.

"It has been transferred to the Tongcheng office for you. Police No. 0721 will arrive at the scene in ten seconds. Ten, nine, eight..."

As the sound counted down to one, the temperature in the whole room dropped sharply, and the windows that had just been cleaned were covered with frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ziwei's breath turned into ice, ready to fight.

It seemed that the ghost with the head had indeed called for help. He knew how many catties and taels he had, so it was easy to deal with a rookie ghost.

However, according to the meaning of the human-headed ghost, the person who came should be a civil servant from the underworld?Maybe make sense?

Probably, otherwise the head wouldn't be shouting ghosts until now.

Ziwei's heart turned a thousand times, and when she turned her head, she saw a ghost wearing a uniform coming out of the wall next to her. The uniform was black, very similar to the uniform of a police station, with only the white word "underworld police" written on the chest. The number 0721 is pinned to the sleeve.

No. 0721 Underworld Policeman Wang Ming has been very aggrieved during this time. He was originally a ghost official of Yan Luodian, and he worked under King Biancheng. He was assigned to work in the human world because he accidentally stepped on the tail of King Biancheng's pet ten years ago. The office, which is euphemistically called grassroots training, deals with these trivial ghost things all day long.Originally, he was supposed to be transferred back in the middle of this year when his term of office expired, and his colleagues all invited him to practice wine, but the transfer order from the underworld was delayed, so he could only continue working in this way without embarrassment.

Holding a paper in his left hand and writing in his right, Wang Ming quickly recorded the details of the police dispatch, without raising his head, he said, "No. 75, Seven Star Plaza, is registered as the haunted house of Qin Baobao, the flying head ghost, and received an alarm from the head of the household at 15:[-] today, please state your appeal. The service fee for this police dispatch is [-] ingots, no credit is accepted.”

The underworld does not recognize the ever-increasing amount of ghost coins of human beings. The only currency in use is gold paper ingots and yellow paper. After Qin Baobao's death, no one pays homage to him. He can only pick up some roadside sacrifices during the ghost festival. After so many years Only thirty ingots were saved.

But at this time, he couldn't care less about his heartache, and said with joy after he survived the desperate situation: "Officer! I'm being stepped on now. I can't hand it over. You get rid of this living person first. He trespassed on the haunted house and beat the head of the household! You see Look at my face, if you come one step too late, I will be out of my wits!"

Wang Ming pushed his glasses, added a few strokes on the paper, nodded and said: "The request is reasonable. A stranger who trespasses in a haunted house will be punished for three days of bad luck, and if he beats an innocent ghost and tries to murder, he will be punished for losing five years of life. Stranger, please put your hands on your head and stand against the wall. Don’t worry, you will forget about it after adding the debuff to you... Fuck! Forgive me, little one, let’s go now! I wish you a happy ghost fight!"

As soon as Wang Ming looked up and saw Ziwei clearly, he turned around and ran away.

this face!Calm without losing dignity, handsome without losing stability, he was carved out of the same mold as Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, the lord of the underworld!

This stranger is definitely the emperor's illegitimate son!

The author has something to say:

It will be written later, and here is an explanation:

Ziwei Beibei Emperor Yuxu ruled the stars above, controlled all dharmas in the center, ruled Fengdu from below, and became the Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu. (The statement comes from the religious book "The Legend of Youlong" by Jia Shanxiang in the Song Dynasty, and it is also mentioned in many Taoist classics.)

Also, Ziwei's petting Xiaobai does not involve love, but just maintenance between family members.Gong hasn't played yet.