Raising ghosts is risky

Early in the morning, Lang Qian walked out of Shuiyue's house and carefully placed the painted billboard at the door.He looked left and right, and then moved the billboard outward.

"Just put it by the door, it's too outside to block the way." Xing Zhan yelled and followed, rolled up his sleeves and put the billboard by the door, folded his arms to admire it for a long time, and nodded with satisfaction.

Lang Qian looked at it from a distance for a while, then ran back and took some colored pens to add a few touches to the advertisement, making the already beautiful advertisement poster even more eye-catching.

The advertisement stated that the second cup was half price, and several glasses of colorful drinks were drawn next to it. The ligatures and paintings were all Lang Qian's masterpieces. After reading it, Xing Zhan praised repeatedly: Talent!

"Qian'er." Xing Zhan looked at Lang Qian with what he believed to be loving eyes, "Study hard after the third year of high school, don't run to me all day long, study hard, you know?"

The boss took a breath every now and then and told him to study hard. Lang Qian was perfunctory at first, but then he simply pretended not to hear.

Xing Zhan didn't give up when he didn't get a response: "Have you filled out your volunteer application? Is it Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

Lang Qian squinted at him: "I'll just go to the local university."

"Ah, why are you so unmotivated, kid? Your level is more than enough to pass a first-class university! People want to go to high places..."

Lang Qian turned a deaf ear, rushed back to Shuiyue's house in a few steps, and wiped the table diligently.

"Your teacher came to see me yesterday!" Xing Zhan chased him and shouted, "He said that your current aspirations are too low, and I want to persuade you to change. And your mother, your mother also called me, telling you not to Worried about her. I’m also weird, one or two found on my head... Hey, give me some reaction! Brat’s wings are stiff, aren’t he?”

Xing Zhan showed his true colors, cursing, but after a few curses, he laughed again.Xing Zhan knew that Lang Qian was stubborn, otherwise he wouldn't be squatting at the door of someone's house in the middle of the night with a knife in his mouth. He was also a smart and assertive child. Although he was a quiet and cold child on the surface, he was like a mirror in his heart. There must be a reason for the decision made, and it will not be changed easily.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, having food to eat, sleep to sleep, money to earn, and younger brothers to scold, Xing Zhan felt that life was wonderful.If you go to the underworld, you will treat it as a free trip, and you will come back from the dead without any danger. As long as you can live, it is better than anything else.

Opening his eyes, he saw Gong Mu lazily leaning against the door, his autumn water-like pupils stared at him, and he shone dimly in the morning light.

In the palace of Hades, he was as sharp as a knife, overcame thorns and thorns, and finally pulled himself back to the world.

"It's a pity." Xing Zhan said.

Gong Mu glanced sideways: "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes in exchange for my ten-year lifespan."

Gong Mu's practice and Xing Zhan's physical body cannot be equivalent after all. Now Xing Zhan's body is different from ordinary people. On the surface, it is no different from ordinary people. In fact, it is a puppet container filled with soul. The advantage is that there is no disease or disaster. The disadvantage of recovering eyesight is that once ten years arrive, this skin will collapse on its own.

"It's not a pity!" Gong Mu said, now only one petal of the nine-petal lotus between his eyebrows is red, and the enchanting petals are only lines, and his reincarnation starts again.

There is no precedent for Yin Gui to return to the human world, and the merits of the eighth life can only buy him another ten years, and he lost the chance to return to the heaven, but Gong Mu thinks it is worth it, even if it is only ten years, it is worth it.What's more, if he can be with him day and night, what kind of heaven does Gong Mu return to?

Xing Zhan will never forget Gong Mu's face that darkened after sending out the nine-petaled red lotus. At that moment, he was so distressed that he almost suffocated.But what he said was completely different from what he thought in his heart. "So, you're going to rely on me again to eat and drink for nothing?"

"I don't need to eat or drink."

"But sleep in my bed."

Gong Mu lazily walked up to Xing Zhan, and stuck his nose very close to his face. Fortunately, there was no one on the street in the early morning: "I don't want to sleep in your bed, I just want to sleep with you."

Xing Zhan narrowed his eyes: "The tone is not small."

"I think you said that when you and I first met, and later..." Gong Mu said meaningfully.

"So I died later!" Xing Zhan, a staunch materialist, had no taboos, "You can figure it out! You don't have another eighth life to change my life!"

Gong Mu was stunned: "Don't think that now that the weather is getting colder, you can get carried away! There will be summer next year!"

"I'm going to call someone to fix the air conditioner!"

"I can reduce the heat in summer and warm the bed in winter. With me, what more do you ask for?"

Gong Mu's face was carved like fine white jade, the slightly upturned corners of his lips were fatally attractive, and his bright eyes were shockingly beautiful, Xing Zhan was just like that.

"You know..." Gong Mu bit his ear and said, "Now your body is mine!"

Since when did you start to be fascinated by him?When Gong Mu's lips pressed down, Xing Zhan thought to himself.

Just as they were kissing passionately, a vigorous voice sounded inappropriately: "Brother Zhan! Brother Mu!"

Xing Zhan pushed Gong Mu away, and saw Cang Bo running towards him, shouting excitedly.

Cang Bo has lost a lot of weight and hasn't fully recovered yet, but he is already alive and kicking and can't sit still, and he runs to Shuiyue's house with his schoolbag on his back every now and then.

The good thing was interrupted, Gong Mu stared fiercely at the beautiful eyes: "What are you doing here again!"

"I brought food!" Cang Bo didn't realize that he was disgusted at all, and reached into his schoolbag, "Last time Zhan Ge said that this kind of beef jerky is delicious, so I bought a few packs online specially!"

"Who wants to eat your beef jerky! Hurry up!" Gong Mu said impatiently.

Cang Bo said sadly: "Grand Uncle and Master Song practice ignoring people every day. When I came to see you, you drove me away too. It's really inhumane!"

At this time, Lang Qian poked his head out of the window: "Brother Xiaobo, come in, I have something to ask you."

Cang Bo immediately turned his worries into joy: "Here we come! It's better to be Xiaoqian!"

"The eye drops you gave me last time..." Lang Qian brought Cang Bo into the house.

Xing Zhan looked at their backs and felt that something was wrong: "Did that kid peek under the window just now?"

Gong Mu's face was gloomy, feeling the malice of these people.

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A month later.

One late night, when Xing Zhan was fast asleep, some strange noises came from the teahouse.

"Is there a thief?" Xing Zhan woke up suddenly.

Gong Mu, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, showing a thoughtful look.

Xing Zhan picked up the broom and the flashlight, pushed open the door, and walked out, with Gong Mu floating behind him.Sure enough, there were a few black shadows dangling around the door, sneaking around for no idea what they were doing, and making anxious sounds.

"Who!" Xing Zhan shouted and turned on the flashlight.

A childish voice shouted: "It's so dazzling! Don't take pictures! Don't bring such ones!"

Gong Mu turned on the light, and the room was lit up, only to see many people standing bustlingly at the door of the tea house, oh no, many ghosts.

Bai Wuchang was holding a vertical board in his hand, because he was too small and the vertical board was too big, so he wobbled and couldn't stand upright. Hei Wuchang nervously protected him from the side, for fear that he would fall and be crushed by the vertical board. In a circle, Bai Wuchang swayed to the east and they ran to the east, swayed to the west and went to the west.The most leisurely one was Judge Cui, who stood aside without any intention of helping.Looking at the vertical sign again, it clearly reads "Office of the Underworld in the Human Realm" in black characters on a white background.

"You all don't come here! I'll come by myself!" Bai Wuchang turned up the volume, and hung the vertical sign at the door of Shuiyueren's house.

Xing Zhan was furious: "What are you doing! What are you doing to my tea house!"

While still swaying from side to side, Bai Wuchang happily said to Xing Zhan, "We will be a family from now on!"

Xing Zhan: "Who wants to be with your family?"

Heiwuchang: "Be careful not to hit your head."

Bai Wuchang: "Don't worry, I'm not a child."

As soon as the vertical plate touched the door frame, it glued itself.

Bai Wuchang: "Okay."

Heiwuchang: "What you hang on is better than what others hang on."

Xing Zhan couldn't bear it anymore: "Don't hang things at my door! Can someone explain to me what's going on?"

Judge Cui explained unhurriedly: "The Ghost Emperor has a purpose, the ghost messengers of our underworld often come to the world to work, and it is inconvenient to not have a place to stay, so I decided to choose a place with good feng shui to set up the underworld office. After a series of discussions and site selection, your tea house is the most suitable."

Xing Zhan's eyes widened: "What's the mess? You used my tea house as an office and didn't discuss it with me?"

Gong Mu is also very upset, it's okay that Lang Qian and Cang Bo always make trouble, if there are ghosts coming in and out again, will there be an end? "Move away quickly, don't involve us in the affairs of your underworld."

Judge Cui smiled softly: "Ghost Emperor said, setting up an office is also a great merit. Xing Zhan's Yangshou was exchanged for Xingjun's merits, and there is only a ten-year period. Is Xingjun really planning to watch it in ten years? Will his physical body disappear and return to the underworld? If you are willing to use the tea house as the office of the underworld, this merit is for nothing. If the merits consumed are replenished, the life span can be extended. As long as this physical body has enough merits , means immortality. Can the two of you settle this account clearly?"

Xing Zhan is already very content to be able to come back from the dead and live another ten years, and now he is still able to pay for his life, it is simply a pie that fell from the sky!

Judge Cui saw that they were moved, and said again: "Besides, people have their way, ghosts have their way, and our ghost messengers will not affect ordinary people. Your teahouse is open during the day, and our ghost messengers rest at night. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

It is nothing more than receiving some big and little ghosts from the underworld. It seems that it is not a troublesome thing. The most important thing is to continue to live. After thinking about it, Xing Zhansi thinks that there is no reason to refuse.Gong Mu was also overjoyed. Xing Zhan's short lifespan has always been a worry to him. Even if there is no ten-year limit, the lifespan of an ordinary mortal who can live for a hundred years is just a snap of his fingers.Now that he has the opportunity to stay with Xing Zhan, it is exactly what he has been looking forward to for a long time.

But Gong Mu still had some doubts about Judge Cui who always seemed unreliable: "Is there really such a good thing?"

Judge Cui knew that they would agree, and his smile deepened: "There is absolutely no lie."

So this matter was settled, and the Shuiyue family officially became the office of the underworld in the human world.The ghost messenger was setting up in the tea house, Gong Mu was watching from the side, and Xing Zhan was looking at the newly hung vertical sign, always feeling unreal.

Judge Cui smiled and said, "What worries does Mr. Xing have?"

Concerned?They have all died once, and now all they have are picked up, so what worries can they have?if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate!What's more, there is Gong Mu by his side.

Xing Zhan looked at Judge Cui, who was smiling like a fox, and suddenly asked, "When you escorted me to see the king of Hades, why didn't you give me Mengpo soup?"

"No?" Judge Cui smiled, "I probably forgot."

Xing Zhan was silent for a long time, and solemnly said to Judge Cui: "Thank you."

Although this office is likely to be a troublesome matter, the benefits it can bring are real. If Judge Cui is not involved in it, Xing Zhan will not believe it.

"In addition, I also thank Hades for me."

Xing Zhan is no longer an ordinary person, and he has some understanding of the world of gods and ghosts. When he waited by the Naihe Bridge until his soul almost disappeared, he must have resentment. Souls with resentment must be sent to hell to wait for the resentment to dissipate. He could only be reincarnated, but he was sent directly to reincarnation. Although he experienced the animal life several times, it was better than suffering in hell. King Qin Guang might not have helped cover it up.When he went back to the underworld, although King Qin Guang had threatened to punish him to go to hell, he finally let him go back.

This time Judge Cui smiled more sincerely and nodded.

After sending off all the ghosts, the sky is almost dawn.

Xing Zhan was yawning and was about to sleep for a while, when he just lay down, he heard a sound at the door again.

"Thief?" Xing Zhan jumped up from the bed again, and rushed out with the broom.

I saw people crowded at the door, and five or six heavenly soldiers in armor were holding a vertical sign. Erlang pointed with his hands on his waist: "Hold it firmly and hang it up. It should be higher than their hell sign. It shouldn't be too high. Just a little bit higher, lest the people in their underworld say that we bully them." The vertical sign reads "Heavenly Office in the Human World", and the Xiaotian dog is jumping happily under his feet.

"What are you doing! What are you doing to my tea house!" Xing Zhan felt that this line was a bit familiar.

Erlangshen patted Xing Zhan's shoulder very brotherly: "We will be a family from now on."

"Who wants to be with your family?"

The original simple and elegant decoration of Shuiyue family was forcibly destroyed by these two abrupt and ugly vertical signs. Although ordinary people couldn't see it at all, Xing Zhan still thought it was ugly, ugly to death.

Gong Mu also had a sad face: "Have you made an appointment to play with us?"

Erlang God put his arms around Gong Mu's shoulders: "We got news early on that the government had set up an office. Once we thought about this idea, we couldn't fall behind. So the Jade Emperor sent me here. Don't choose any location, just You are suitable!"

"You guys are acting resolutely." Gong Mu sneered.

"The merit is immeasurable!" Erlang Shen held Xing Zhan's hand tightly, "It's actually like a rechargeable battery."

Xing Zhan felt good after hearing the first sentence, but his face immediately turned black after hearing the second sentence.

"Thank you for turning into a ghost." Gong Mu said to Erlang Shinobi.

The fact that the Jade Emperor's reward came down so quickly has something to do with Erlang God. If the reward hadn't come in time, King Qin Guang might not have been easy to accommodate.

"It's a piece of cake." Erlang Shen waved his hand, "You even ate my dog ​​food, how can I not devote myself to such a small matter?"

After hearing the first sentence, Gong Mu was in a good mood, but after hearing the latter sentence, he felt nauseated for a while.

But Gong Mu still thinks there is a conspiracy!Looking around, I saw a man standing across the street.

The man was young and handsome, dressed in trendy clothes and wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face.He looked around curiously, wandered into Shuiyue's house, and commented: "This landscape painting is good, the layout is grand, but the details are still a bit lacking. This pot of Clivia is well-planted, and it will bloom next year. The materials used for this table It's just a little short..."

"Who are you?"

Gong Mu grabbed Xing Zhan, who was about to explode, and frowned at Erlang Shen: "Why did you bring him here?"

Erlangshen smiled flatteringly: "The old man said he wanted to travel in the world, but no one dared to stop him, right? We have to follow the orders issued by our superiors. This is the first task of your office, and I leave it to you!" Erlangshen said As if afraid that Xing Zhan and the others would go back on their word, they immediately summoned the heavenly soldiers to leave on the cloud.

"That's why you are so anxious to set up some kind of office in the world, throw this hot potato to us!" Gong Mu's roar chased Erlangshen's cloud, but Erlangshen disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"Who is he?" Xing Zhan asked.

Gong Mu's face darkened: "The Antarctic Immortal."

"What? Isn't that a birthday star?"

"it's him."

"..."

Nanji Zhenjun is the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. Because of his seniority and seniority, he is honored as the Antarctic Immortal, and he is the master of longevity.But Xing Zhan can't connect this playful young man in front of him with the old man in his impression who is holding a birthday peach high on his forehead.

The morning sun shone on the two signboards of the office in the human world at the door, reflecting a faint light, forming two superimposed formations that were impenetrable to demons.

Xing Zhan looked at the self-excited Antarctic Immortal, and then at the signboard, feeling that he was in big trouble.Gong Mu also stood beside Xing Zhan with a serious expression, foreseeing that the days in the future would not be too peaceful.

Both of them were frowning tightly, as if they were facing an enemy, they turned their heads in unison and smiled at each other.

After life and death, parting and reunion, as long as the two are together, what can be called trouble?

Gong Mu's palm wiped the void, and a phantom appeared on the main entrance of Shuiyue family. The left handwriting reads "Heaven and the earth do not touch", the right handwriting reads "Gods and ghosts pass by", and the four large characters above read "Yin Yang Tea House".

"It's just ruining my feng shui treasure." Xing Zhan complained, with a smile on his face.

"That's good, so they don't come to trouble us again, and we can live in the world with peace of mind in the future."

"But I suddenly feel that I have changed from a boss to a part-time worker."

"You are my boss, and I will work for you."

"It's almost there."

In front of the tea house, they stood side by side, the rising sun fell on them, and the slanting shadows blended together and never separated.

The author has something to say: the end~Scattering Flowers~!The length of this article is not long, it is just a light-hearted short article. In the last few chapters, I saw that some people said that it was abused. In fact, it was not abused. It was obviously in a very relaxed state all the time. To the fingers...

In fact, when setting up this article, I wanted to write a series of articles about ghosts, and this article is just an introduction.For example, there is "I've Been the King of Hades These Years" (?) by Qin Guangwang, and Black and White Impermanence, Antarctic Fairy and so on.

But the plan can't keep up with the changes, I can't control the prehistoric power of wanting to write a dog blood article, and the next new article is the dog blood city.Advertise again ~ thank you ~! !

Attached is a small episode of Lang Qian

"This Shuiyue family is the most famous tea house in the whole market! Anyone who comes here to play, you have to come and have a cup of tea! Their tea is also delicious, I guarantee that you will be satisfied!" The little friend patted his chest and promised.

But An Luoze's cheeks twitched, and he sat stiffly on the sofa, keeping his head still, his eyes moving inch by inch.

He saw three ghost messengers with steel forks in the booth in the corner eating mung bean cakes, and saw two fairies in fluttering robes discussing rose tea or jasmine tea for beauty.

An Luoze is different from ordinary people. He is born with a pair of ghost eyes, and can see spirits that ordinary people cannot see.For this reason, he has been tortured in his 20 years of life. He will see all kinds of ghosts every now and then, begging him for revenge, wandering on the street, and full of hostility. Just missing arms and legs.

The crux of the problem is that An Luoze is afraid of ghosts.

Think about it, maybe you just want to open the refrigerator to get a bottle of milk, only to see a bloody head staring at you in the refrigerator, or maybe you are brushing your teeth before going to bed at night, and you look up and see something with only half a head standing behind you.

It was only during the day that An Luoze could feel a little more at ease, but he never expected that there would be so many inhuman beings in this small tea house.

But except for him, the other guests drank tea and chatted in a harmonious atmosphere. No one noticed the abnormality in the tea house, and they would tacitly avoid the seats where the gods and ghosts sat, as if in their eyes those tables were not at all. exist.

An Luoze pulled his little partner: "Xiaokang, don't you think this tea house is a bit weird?"

"Is there?" The little friend waved to the waiter.

"do not have it?"

"Have it?"

A young waiter came to their table: "What would you like to drink?"

The waiter was a handsome young guy with handsome features, sharp brows and starry eyes. Except for his dull expression, he was so handsome that he could go on TV directly.

An Luoze couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but the corners of his mouth twitched even more. He clearly saw a white-clothed ghost sticking to the handsome boy with an idiotic expression on his face, and a blue-clothed ghost looking fondly at the young man in white. .

The little friend quickly ordered a drink and handed the menu to An Luoze. An Luoze held the menu and stared blankly at the handsome boy.

The handsome guy couldn't wait for An Luoze's order for a long time: "Sir, what do you want to drink, do you like tea or drinks?"

An Luoze held back for a long time, and finally said: "Give me ten garlic."

The little handsome guy and his friends were shocked.

At night, An Luoze was very uncomfortable lying on the bed, thinking about the tea house during the day.An Luoze buried his face in the pillow and asked for garlic in the teahouse. He was so ashamed and humiliated. Even if garlic can drive away ghosts, that's not how it works.Especially after saying that sentence, he will never forget the look in the waiter's handsome boy's eyes.

An Luoze looked up to the sky and sighed, tossed and turned for a while, put on his clothes, went out, took a taxi, and went straight to that weird tea house.

The market at night is very quiet, and the Qingshi small street has a kind of antique tranquility.Finding the tea house by the moonlight, An Luoze looked intently and found something strange on the signboard.

During the day, the yang energy was so strong that it was hard to see clearly. At this moment, in the dead of night, An Luoze clearly saw the blurred four words "Yin Yang Tea House" floating on the signboard of the teahouse "Shuiyue Renjia".

Sure enough, there are ghosts!An Luoze sneaked under the window and looked in, stunned again.

The teahouse was as lively as it was during the day, the only difference was that all the guests coming and going were ghosts and ghosts, even the waiters who served the tea were ghosts.There was a person sitting behind the counter, holding a book in his hand and said lazily: "This shop does not accept Ming coins, but only accepts RMB. Please exchange it yourself before spending."

It is rare for Lang Qian to be on the night shift, usually the boss is responsible for it, but recently the two bosses went on a trip, so he volunteered to be on the night shift for a few days.Moreover, he recently borrowed a few professional books, and he happened to read them in the dead of night.

Suddenly he saw a head shaking under the window.

"Who is it?" Lang Qian stood up from behind the cash register.

An Luoze, who was discovered, had no time to escape. Just as he ran to the door, Lang Qian just opened the door, and the two met face to face.

An Luoze remembered Lang Qian as the handsome waiter during the day.Lang Qian also remembered An Luoze, who was the guest who asked for garlic during the day.

An Luoze was extremely embarrassed, either leaving or staying.

"Come in and sit for a while." Lang Qian saw his strangeness.

An Luoze walked into the tea house with stiff hands and feet. The ghosts in the room made him nervous. When drinking tea, one ghost took his head off and put it on the table, opened his mouth and poured the drink in. He stared straight at the ghost. , and ran into another ghost head-on.

"Hey, look at the way!" The ghost who was hit had a bad temper.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." An Luoze said tremblingly.

Lang Qian glanced back and saw that An Luoze was so flustered that he didn't know where to put it. It looked very interesting.

An Luoze stared at Shang Langqian, slightly startled: Did he smile just now?

"Have a cup of tea." Lang Qian made a pot of black tea and poured him a full cup.

An Luoze took a sip, moist and slightly sweet, warming his heart and lungs, but the ghosts in the room still made him very nervous: "Here...here...all..."

"They're all ghosts?" Lang Qian continued his words.

An Luoze was surprised: "You can see it too?"

"No, I can't see any of them."

"Then, then you, you, you..." An Luoze stuttered.

Lang Qian raised the corner of his lips: "Don't be afraid."

He smiled, like a breeze blowing away the mist, and the bright moon hung high, bright and bright.