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It is undoubtedly a disaster to take a person who loves to make troubles, and will come to make troubles if he doesn't make troubles.Comrade Ghost King was too lazy to calculate how much trouble he had spent all the way to solve the trouble someone caused intentionally or unintentionally. Anyway, now, they finally stood on the street of Liguan Town.At the moment when he realized that the troubled journey was finally over, even Zhong Cuo couldn't help thanking God in his heart, and prayed with all his piety that he would never encounter such a bastard again.

On the contrary, Comrade Disaster Source Tan, who can walk, is in a happy mood, and the reason for his happiness is the thing he is holding in his hand...

"Help... my lord..." The ghost servant Xiao Diao burst into tears, looking at Zhong Cuo pitifully, with the light of a lost girl shining in his eyes.Too bad his cold-blooded master looked away completely unsympathetically, clearly not wanting to rescue him from his nightmare.

When approaching Liguan Town, Zhong Cuo had no choice but to call Xiao Diao out to relieve him in order to get rid of the greed who was tired of looking at the scenery and doing nothing.The ghost servant who hadn't come out for a long time jumped out happily, and a familiar face met him——

"Ghost servant?" He squeezed Xiao Diao, leaned over to smell it, and then poked someone's face in shock, "Interesting."

After sacrificing Xiao Diao, they finally walked the last part of the road and arrived in Liguan Town safely.

Liguan Town is not a big place, but its reputation is not small. Since the Ming Dynasty, it has been famous for its rich stones. The stones produced are white in color and fine in texture. Unfortunately, they are not hard enough, so they are not suitable for building houses, but they are good materials for inscriptions.With the popularity brought by the stone, Liguan Town has developed from a small village to a town with a thriving population.And the town's specialties have gradually developed from stone materials to...

Zhong Cuo stood on the largest street in Liguan Town, looking at the shops on both sides of the street, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Coffin shop, shroud shop, paper binding shop... everything a dead person needs is here.

This is the special product of Liguan Town, and there is a one-stop funeral process - in Linshan, "Liguan coffin" is a local famous product just like Jiaozhou cabbage and Jinhua ham.

"It's really a good place." Greedy glanced around, and made the following evaluation.

"What do you do?" Zhong Cuo was not in a hurry to find someone, but frowned at him, "Just pass by like this?"

Although Tan and Zhang Fei have very different temperaments, they share the same face after all. In all fairness, Zhong Cuo doesn't really want to take him to meet people as "Zhang Fei".

"Understood~" muttered, Tan raised his hand to rub his face.When he let go of his hands, his eyebrows and eyes had changed a little bit. Although they were only minor changes, combined, it made people feel that he was "a bit similar" to Zhang Fei, but not the same.

"How?" Touching his current face, he asked greedily.

"……fine."

"This is more like my original face," Tan touched his own face again, "Who is more handsome than him?"

"Let's go." No matter which answer he was uncomfortable with, Zhong Cuo just ignored it.

"Hey, don't change the subject~"

Turning a deaf ear to the greedy call, Zhong Cuo hurried a few steps, and found the place according to the address given by Aunt Hua.

Grandma Zhang Fei's friend lived at that address, and in Aunt Hua's memory, she was one of the few people who had contact with the "ghost town".Zhang Fei was often taken care of by him when he was a child, and he often went back to visit him when he grew up.

"He is the most powerful ceremony official in Liguan Town, so remember to be polite." At the end, Aunt Hua solemnly told Zhong Cuo.

The so-called Liguan is also a specialty of Liguan Town, referring to the person who presides over the funeral.As long as you leave things to them, everything from coffins and steles to elegiac couplets and paper money will be handled by one hand, and the price is guaranteed to be cheap and affordable.

Later, the ritual officer had some other meanings. To paraphrase the mystical saying of the older generation, the ritual officer is the messenger who sends the dead back to the underworld. Whether the statement is true or not, in Liguan Town, this is a highly respected profession.

In recent years, Liguan Town has no longer been as prosperous as it used to be. Coffins and steles can be bought elsewhere, and only the discerning people will come to buy products from Liguan Town.The ceremonial officials also gradually disappeared, without inheritance.The one they were looking for was the only surviving ceremonial officer in ceremonial officer town.

And this only surviving ceremony official...

Standing in front of a shop, Zhong Cuo was stunned.

The storefront of that small shop was really inconspicuous, with a crooked signboard hung crookedly on the door, embedded with a few characters on Xing Ji paper - half of the Xing character had lost its color, and it looked like an open door.The door of the small shop is wide open, and there are some paper figurines and paper horses on both sides, which have also been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, which is very pitiful.

And in front of this dilapidated shop, there was a man who was sweeping the floor.

The man looked to be over sixty years old, with an old taoist robe washed white, his gray hair tied into a neat bun, and three long beards hanging down his cheeks.Holding a big broom in his hand, he swept the ground in front of him lightly, with a concentrated expression, as if the land in front of him was his world - look carefully, the man's steps seemed to be random, but he stepped on the spot step by step. It seems to vaguely contain the principle of the circle of heaven and earth, which is extremely strange.

It would be just right for such a person of immortal demeanor to be thrown into a Taoist temple in a famous mountain, but to appear in this small town...

"...Who is this person?" Greed came up from behind, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the person at the door.

"I don't know." Checking the house number again to make sure he was in the right place, Zhong Cuo frowned slightly, hesitating whether to disturb or not.When he was having a headache, someone suddenly walked out of the door.

It was a young man in his twenties, with a good appearance, wearing sportswear, carrying two bulging bags in his hands, and an apple in his mouth.He was taken aback when he saw the two when he went out.Lifting one hand with difficulty to take down the apple, he asked, "Is there something wrong with you two? Buying paper money, paper man, paper horse? Or is someone in the family dead?"

"..." Has anyone asked such a straightforward question?

"We're here to find Mr. Xing." Sighing inwardly, Zhong Cuo took out a text message written by Aunt Hua earlier, "Because of... Zhang Fei's matter."

"... Zhang Fei?" Unexpectedly, upon hearing this name, the young man's expression became complicated.

He glanced at the wrong clock, then at Tan standing behind him, his brows slowly tightened.

"You two...know Guizai?"

The name made Zhong Cuo startled, but the young man seemed to have no intention of saying more. He turned his head and yelled at the old Taoist priest: "Old Xingtou, someone is looking for you! Don't sweep the floor, it's rare that someone comes to buy things, what are you pretending to do!"

……Pack?

Zhong Cuo withdrew his gaze from the young man and turned to the old Taoist priest—the old Taoist priest had stopped moving at this time, he threw the broom casually, stood there and straightened his waist, his expression looked extremely dissatisfied: "Little young man It's outrageous, what am I pretending to be?"

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Zhong Cuo again, a smile quickly hung on his face, and the wrinkles on his face bloomed into sunflowers: "Sorry for waiting for a long time-guest, what do you need?"

With a bang, the image of Xianfeng Daogu was shattered into slag.

"You're not a Taoist priest and still wearing a Taoist robe, what are you doing if you're not pretending?" The young man curled his lips in disdain, stuffed the apple back into his mouth, and ran away in a hurry.

Old Xingtou spat fiercely in the direction he was running away, and entered the door muttering "I'll look good on you when I come back at night", and greeted the two of them in by the way.He took the letter written by Aunt Hua, opened it and looked at it, with a nostalgic expression on his face, making him look like an ordinary old man.

"For so many years, the little girl didn't come back to see the old man..." He folded the letter and put it away in a murmur. A friend's child? It's amazing to come out to help adults at such a young age."

Zhong Cuo nodded vaguely, accepting this identity.

"Are you Xiao Fei's friend?" Lao Xing turned his head to look at Tan, and couldn't help being stunned after looking at him, "You look quite similar to him."

"Others say that we look like brothers." Tan smiled warmly.

"Girl said you want Xiaofei's birthday, why, it's very important?"

"Yes." Zhong Cuo said solemnly, "There are some things that must be used."

"...Xiao Fei, something went wrong?" Old Xingtou narrowed his eyes, revealing some light.

Zhong Cuo was silent, and came up from the side to pick up the quarrel: "It is true that something happened, but fortunately it is not a big deal, but it is troublesome to detail the date of birth - he refused to say anything, of course we have to Come and ask."

He lightly ignored what was going on, and turned to complaining about Zhang Fei. Old Xingtou hehe said: "He has been like this since he was a child, and other children start talking about birthday gifts every three months. He is fine." , I don’t even want to tell anyone when I was born, and when I get in a hurry, I say that my birthday is the first day of the first lunar month, hey..."

Shaking his head and sighing, Lao Xingtou recognized the identity of the two of them: "I don't know his birthday, but you should know that probably he can only go to the ghost town once."

"How to get to that ghost town?" Zhong Cuo was mentally prepared and asked directly.

"I've been to that place twice, but I can't take you there either." Old Xing said inconsistently, "If you want to go, you have to come back from the little bastard—oh, that's what I was talking about just now. "

He pouted in the direction of the door, Zhong Cuo was puzzled: "He is..."

"People from ghost town!"

These words made both of them stunned—thanks to Aunt Hua’s previous description, they already had an eerie impression of the ghost town, but the young man just now looked like an ordinary man except for being too straightforward. People are no different.

Old Xingtou smiled: "The girl was scared there once before, and she was seriously ill when she came back. She probably doesn't have a good impression of the ghost town. It's not a bad place, and there are some ordinary people living there—it's just that they have rules. , You can’t casually communicate with outsiders, and you can’t let people in. The little bastard is the person in charge of purchasing, so he can go out.”

He paused, and then said: "But this time things are different. When he comes back in the evening, I will tell him that I should let the two of you in."