Hundred Ghosts

"This technique of disgusting victory is not a Taoist technique I have learned. The poor way only drives away ghosts and does not hurt people."

"Hmph, I don't believe it."

Lin Zi looked indifferent, "Believe it or not."

"You!" The point of the policeman's knife pressed close to Lin Zi, He Huai's complexion sank, he went up and pulled him behind him, the sharp point of the knife immediately pressed against his chest.

The coroner walked over quickly and yelled at the young policeman, "It was said that he died suddenly. Is that how you treat a commoner?"

Lin Zi poked his head out, "There are two."

The coroner immediately changed his words, "Is this how you treat two ordinary people?"

The policeman retracted the knife.

The coroner bowed to the two of them to express his apology, and said, "That kid is a rich man, he always thinks about beating villains and catching thieves, and dreaming of being a hero. His father is afraid that he will run away and arrange for him to be a policeman in our yamen. Anyway, the job he belongs to is similar, but he is short-sighted, and I am really sorry to offend the two of you."

The coroner was a sensible person, and Lin Zi didn't like to lose his temper with them, so he just let it go.

He Huai took a deep look at the policeman.

The family has money, right?Idle is boring, isn't it?

When he returned to the mansion in the evening, the coroner opened his mouth and complained to the magistrate. Que Xinyan, who could have just patted his butt and left, was caught by the magistrate and lectured until dark.

The sky was dark and the road was not easy to walk. He vaguely saw a person curled up at the corner of the street ahead. Out of the instinct of a hero's kindness, he couldn't help but walk over to find out.

The crouched person looks very noble, like a prodigal son, but he doesn't know why he is squatting here.

"Master, are you squatting here?" He rubbed his hands, "It's cold here, you will freeze to death if you stay here."

"Then you want to take me home?" The young man stood up, smiling at him.

There is nothing wrong with a hero taking in a troubled son, "Please."

The two of them walked home, Que Xin asked his name and background curiously, the troubled young man seemed to be joking, "haha" laughed, and said, "I'm a ghost."

Quesin smiled sarcastically, "No...you can't?"

"I'm poor."

Alas, it scared him to death.

He jokingly said, "There are so many poor ghosts, the temples in the city are full of poor ghosts, and they go around begging during the day, and you have an expensive face, how can you not look like that!"

The poor ghost raised his eyebrows, "I am the son of Zhuanxu, with a dissolute personality, and finally died in a dissolute life. Anyone who touches me will lose his property."

"Ha, it's quite similar, it's okay, my family has a big career, I'm not afraid of you poor ghost!"

In the evening of the next day, Lin Zi sipped a bowl of porridge slowly, and heard the diners next door talk about the Que family - the main house of the Que family was burned down out of thin air last night.It doesn't matter if the house burns down, his family has been in business for generations, and there is not a single piece of paper left in the entire house's ledger.But at this time, there was something wrong with their goods, and the buyers came to their door, but the car and goods transporting their new goods were intercepted by the bandits, and the seller chased them to the door.

The only good news is that no one was injured, the whole family including the servants are fine, their family credit is good, the creditor didn't push too hard, and left after asking for the IOU.

Really... Misfortunes never come singly.

He Huai came over with a bowl in his hand, and was a little surprised when he heard about it, "Tsk, so efficient?"

"What?" Lin Zi asked in a low voice.

"Last night when I went out to look at the stars, I saw him bring the poor ghost home." He Huai snickered.

This poor ghost is a god, and he is quick and ruthless in his actions.

"Where are you looking at the stars in this snowy day?" Lin Zi asked strangely.

"..."

"By the way, what's the matter with that little catcher?" Lin Zi stared straight at him, "Why did he suddenly meet a poor ghost?"

The old monster with a ghost in his heart took the initiative to confess, "Okay, I admit it, I recruited that poor ghost to block him on the road. He broke his fortune..."

Lin Zi blinked, "Actually, I didn't expect this to be related to you, I just wanted to ask you about what you saw last night."

The old monster who exposed himself because of a guilty conscience: "..."

"Then can you tell me why you did this?"

Last night, someone pointed a knife at his chest. The old monster who had lived for hundreds of years became more and more angry. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom to find a place where no one was around, and he appeared as a prototype to recruit ghosts. Thinking of attracting poor ghosts, isn't that guy's family rich, it seems that his family is enough for poor ghosts to stay for a few days.

After hearing this, Lin Zi scolded him, "You are going too far."

"It's all right..." He Huai rubbed his nose guiltily, "His family is blessed and well-off. Although he suffered from poverty for a while and caused his family to fall, if he has a positive heart, it will be no problem to revive his family in the future."

Que Xinyan, who lost his family background and appearance, has suffered a lot. His companions who used to be flattering to him now avoid him one by one, and the brothel girls who say that he is the only one in their hearts refuse to see him. The relatives couldn't be contacted for a while, and the only person around was the "poor ghost" noble son from last night.

"How? Now do you believe it?" The poor ghost poked him on the shoulder.

"I... believe it." Que Xin gritted his teeth, wishing to beat the poor man to death in his heart, and only blame himself for bringing him home. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

Fortunately, I am a fast catcher and sleep in the yamen, otherwise I would have to squeeze the temple with those beggars now.

"Then I'm leaving."

"You made me look like this and still want to leave?"

The poor ghost sighed, "That can't be helped, if I continue to follow you, your life will be worse and worse, and you will never have any wealth..."

Before the words finished, Que Xinyan was no longer in sight.

"Ah... People nowadays..." The poor ghost shook his head, sighing, looking for the next unlucky guy.

Because of his wealthy family, Que Xinyan never slept in the yamen, he sometimes went home, sometimes rested in a nearby inn, and he even bought a room near the yamen, but unfortunately that room became someone else's at noon today.

The people in the yamen remained silent, there was no greeting or sarcasm, and he walked into the room assigned to him by the yamen.

I thought the empty, dusty bed was covered with a quilt, the floor was mopped up, and there was even a lunch box on the table!

Ok?

Did I meet the snail girl?

"I knew you would come to live, so I packed it for you in advance." The coroner who didn't know when came in, took out a purse from his cuff and gave it to him, "You are not suitable to be a policeman, you should inherit the family business Good business, this is all my savings, I will lend it to you first, the interest will double every day, and remember to pay it back when you make money."

Que Xin's eyes were so moved that his nose would runny.

When I was young, I dreamed of being a hero, and my parents coaxed me into thinking that I was so capable. In order not to let me run away from home to find some martial arts cheats, my father spent money to find me a policeman in the yamen.

But the daily routine of the policeman is just to catch small thieves and catch cats that can't get up and down the tree. He is a young master born with a golden key. Not enough for him to treat him once.

Later, he got acquainted with the coroner. He had no official rank, but the magistrate of the county worshiped him as a god, and he paid a lot of salary. After all, autopsy is to deal with the dead, and he is the only one in the nearby counties. For an autopsy, if something happened in the place under his jurisdiction, he had to be invited to go.

To be honest, Que Xinyan admired him from the bottom of his heart, but he was indifferent, and he never went to entertain himself.If he didn't go, he had to follow him. Every scene he went to was a place of murder, which was much more exciting than his usual catching of thieves.

He treats others with gentleness like a spring breeze, but he scolds himself all the time. He never thought that at this time, he would actually give his savings to himself.

"Thank you," he said with a sniff. "I'll tell the magistrate to get something to sell when I go tomorrow."

He still has debts to repay and family members to support. It is impossible to get some salary by being a policeman. The only way out is to take a gamble and go into business.

"it is good."

Lin Zi was leaving the next day, and if he stayed any longer, there might still be snow, so it was better to leave earlier.

The carriage drove across the street, Xiaocai excitedly opened the curtain to look out, Lin Zi also took a look, it didn't matter, the policeman was actually setting up a stall selling sweet potatoes!

He Huai tugged on the driving rope, the carriage stopped quickly, he got out of the carriage, ran to the fast stall and bought three sweet potatoes and came back.

"Hey, let me tell you, that profiteer costs six copper coins for a sweet potato! No one eats our sweet potatoes! Most of them are used to feed pigs!"

Lin Zi tasted it, it was a bit expensive, but the taste was not bad, quite sweet.

"Sweet potatoes are usually harvested in late autumn. Ordinary people chop the vines after harvesting, cook them and feed them to pigs. The better ones are dried and eaten. Those that can be stored in winter need a large cellar. The amount of sweet potatoes is not much. Selling There is nothing wrong with being expensive." Lin Zi squinted his eyes, the sweet and soft sweet potato flesh melted in his mouth, this price is not unacceptable.

They set off early in the morning and hadn't arrived at the next town until midnight. The night in the wilderness was too cold, sleeping in the carriage would freeze to death, and they had to come down to make a fire.

Fortunately, here is the wilderness, there are many trees and firewood, fearing that there will be wild animals here, He Huai dare not be lucky, so he picked up some firewood nearby and came back.

The firewood still hung with crushed ice ignited and made the three of them choke and tear up. Even the two horses hid behind them.Xiaocai couldn't hold back his drowsiness, and fell asleep in Linzi's arms. He Huai told him to be careful of wild animals, and went to collect firewood nearby, fearing that the fire would go out.

Not long after he left, there was a faint roar of a tiger in the distance, and Lin Zi was startled. If they really met a tiger, the two of them would have no way out, and worried that something would happen to He Huai if he went far away, so he went with Xiaocai He moved again in front of the fire, thinking that if he encountered a tiger, he would at least be able to intimidate him.

After a while, he heard rustling footsteps, he thought it was He Huai, but when he turned his head, he saw a man in green shirt coming from the depths of the forest.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry... I've been a little busy these two days, so I'll make up for it today