After joining Hades

Wen Bai was somewhat curious, always felt that the pile of ingots were all carved out of the same mold, and there was no difference at all.

"Then which ones are available?" Wen Bai asked.

Lu Zheng picked one from the "Top of Yuanbao Mountain" and threw it to Wen Bai.

Wen Bai also picked up a "control group" at his feet.

You can't see it without comparing, but after comparing, the difference is even a little conspicuous.

The one he picked up was unsealed and had the shape of an ingot, but it collapsed to the touch, especially the belly of the ingot, which seemed to fall apart after a few touches.

But the one that Lu Zheng chose was very strong and well-formed.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Wen Bai always felt that the one Lu Zheng picked would be heavier in the palm of his hand.

"Let's stack it like this in the future." Wen Bai put the round little ingot into Zhou Wei's palm.

Zhou Wei was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Because nothing else works.

Afraid that the child would not be able to accept it for a while, Wen Bai didn't say anything, but said: "This is beautiful."

Zhou Wei: "..."

Putting the matter of Yuan Bao aside, Wen Bai continued: "How did you meet that 'yin'?"

Before knowing the whole story, Wen Bai first followed Zhou Wei's words and asked the "wild ghost" as a "yin errand".

Zhou Wei sat up slowly. During the movement, he touched the pile of yellow paper on the bedside. Before he could react, his hands were faster than his brain, and he folded it as soon as he took it. By the time he realized it, a small ingot had already been folded. .

Zhou Wei: "..."

Wen Bai: "..."

It's no wonder that only [-]% of them are available.

Such a small ingot has no soul.

Zhou Wei also looked very angry.

He stared at the little ingot for a long time, then threw it on the ground with a "snap", with a fierce look in his eyes.

Wen Bai picked up the ingots, patted the ashes on them, and threw them into the pile of ingots.

Zhou Wei began to explain the ins and outs: "Just a week ago, my grandfather asked me to burn some ingots to help lonely ghosts on the side of the road."

"Helping lonely ghosts by the roadside?" Wen Bai was puzzled.

Lu Zheng saw Wen Bai's doubts, and explained: "With this rule, paper-making shops and funeral shops are full of yin, but living people come in and out, yin and yang are in conflict, and it is easy to attract evil."

Zhou Wei nodded.

"Those lonely souls don't hurt people, they're just hungry all the year round, they're a little noisy, and there's some dark wind blowing around the house from time to time," he continued, "My grandpa gives money regularly, saying that they just want to stutter, so it's not troublesome. , so every time during Zhongyuan, Hanyi, the first day of the big moon, and the fifteenth day of the small moon, some ingots and paper money will be burned on the side of the road to do meritorious deeds."

Wen Bai took out his mobile phone and looked through the calendar. He was a little uncertain at first, but now he is sure: "But a week ago it was twenty-three."

It is neither the first day nor the fifteenth day, and the Ghost Festival and Winter Clothes Festival are not even here.

"That's the problem," Zhou Wei sighed, "My grandfather plans to let me take over this shop after a while."

"But those ghosts in the past were all helped by him."

Wen Bai turned around: "...so I brought you to those ghosts and let them recognize you?"

Zhou Wei was about to burst into tears, but Lu Zheng nodded his head: "It's very thoughtful."

Zhou Wei looked at Lu Zheng with more complicated eyes.

I always feel that the boss Xiaobai is weird, sometimes he says this place is good, and sometimes he says his grandfather is thoughtful.

It looks like a trustee invited by his grandfather.

Zhou Wei has never been able to hide his expression, Wen Bai got close, and looked straight at it, a little dumbfounded.

I wanted to ask about his grandfather again, but suddenly remembered something.

When he was in college, Zhou Wei's father came to the school once.

They all had a good impression of him, very chatty and funny.

Later I learned that he was working in Anhai District.

Anhai District, a well-known financial center in Nancheng.

If this is the case, then Grandpa Zhou Wei passed his son directly to his grandson?

"Has your grandfather never considered your father?" Wen Bai asked.

"I've thought about it. According to my dad, he just finished the summer vacation. My grandpa said to take him for half a month first, but half a month didn't arrive. In just a few days, my grandpa said he wasn't like this." If there is no material, I will drive him to study."

Wen Bai: "..."

Listen, Grandpa Zhou seems to be quite disgusted.

"My life is in danger, my grandfather insists that I have Yin fate, so I can eat this bowl of rice." Zhou Wei's face was wrinkled into a ball, "I think he just can't find anyone, and he is trying to deceive me! "

Wen Bai is very strange, let's not talk about Grandpa Zhou Wei, after all, this kind of craftsmen who have been guarding the shop all their lives cannot be judged by their current standard of "doing this kind of industry, and they are not profitable". It is no longer a craft to make a living, and that sense of identity comes from the heart.

But Zhou Wei's parents agreed?

Wen Bai was about to ask again, when Lu Zheng on the other end suddenly opened his mouth, but it wasn't Wen Bai who asked, but Zhou Wei.

"You think this shop is not good?"

This is still the real sense, the first time Lu Zheng talked to him, Zhou Wei was inexplicably nervous: "You don't really think the coffin is ready, do you?"

Lu Zheng's tone was natural: "What's wrong with doing work in the underworld and earning money in the underworld?"

Zhou Wei: "..."

He suspected that Lu Zheng was making fun of him and had evidence.

Zhou Wei looked at Xiaobai not far away: "???"

Is your boss laughing at me?

Wen Bai comforted him: "He didn't mean that."

Lu Zheng added another sentence unhurriedly: "The City God on your side used to make coffins."

City God?

Wen Bai and Zhou Wei both turned their heads to look at him.

Zhou Wei heard his grandfather said that he was used to "lonely ghosts", and it was the first time he heard "City God", he was a little confused, and he didn't even think about why Lu Zheng knew about the City God.

"Really?" Zhou Wei asked.

Lu Zheng: "Didn't your grandfather mention it?"

Zhou Wei shook his head: "No, I didn't even know there was a City God here."

"There isn't even a Town God's Temple."

Lu Zheng raised his eyes, glanced out of the window, and said nothing.

Wen Bai frowned.

He always felt that ever since Lu Zheng and Zhou Wei talked, there seemed to be something in their words.

More precisely, since he entered this shop.

Wen Bai was originally prepared for Lu Zheng to be a little impatient, but it was because of him that he asked someone to help, and even made him take a car for more than an hour to come to this small village.

But Lu Zheng seemed quite satisfied with this place.

Wen Bai didn't have time to think deeply, Zhou Wei on the other end said: "Master Chenghuang used to make coffins, that was also the past, it's different from now."

Zhou Wei was briefly happy: "Xiaobai, you don't know, my grandfather is so stubborn, open the coffin shop, open the coffin shop, and do nothing else, just make coffins."

"Other people's funeral parlors still sell shrouds, paper bundles, bundles, etc. My grandfather doesn't, let alone paper bundles, he doesn't even make columbariums."

Zhou Wei felt a little unreasonable: "What age is this? How can there be any demand for coffins? Most of them are columbariums. If there is a real need, they will not touch our small village."

Speaking of this, Zhou Wei felt sad: "Because of this, the children in the village didn't like to play with me when I was young."

Wen Bai was a little distressed, and wanted to step forward to pat him, but Zhou Wei changed the subject: "But the grandparents in the village like me very much, and they will stuff some candy when they see me."

"My little sugar storage is never empty."

"I'm really bored, so I use sugar to catch some 'young and ignorant' kids to play with me."

Wen Bai: "..."

Before, he didn't quite understand why Zhou Xu reacted that way when he mentioned him, but now he understands.

It is even reasonable to suspect that Zhou Xu is one of those "young and ignorant" children.

No matter how Wen Bai looked at it, he also felt that Zhou Wei's temperament did not look like someone who had a miserable childhood, so he smiled: "You have a good temper, and you please your grandparents."

Zhou Wei smiled sarcastically: "In fact, I was not like this when I was a child. I was stupid and not very good at talking. I thought those grandparents were kind to me, so I asked my grandpa to give them a coffin next time."

Wen Bai: "..."

He shouldn't expect anything.

"Except for them, there is no one else. Xiaobai, you are still the first friend to come to my house."

"I don't talk about friends on weekdays, and I don't even keep in touch with relatives. After so many years, I haven't seen anyone come to my house and pass by relatives." Zhou Wei sighed.

If it was placed before, Wen Bai would still want to say a few words of comfort.

But seeing Zhou Wei's expression, he always felt that the topic would not end like this, so he didn't speak.

Sure enough, a second later.

Zhou Wei: "That's right, we can't let them have a reunion dinner around the coffin."

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai originally thought that one Zhou Wei was enough, but who knew, there would be another one.

"I'm going to die." Lu Zheng said unhurriedly.

Wen Bai: "..."

Zhou Wei: "..."

In case Lu Zheng would not speak human words again, Wen Bai changed the subject: "After burning the ingots, then the 'yin errand' came?"

Zhou Wei's memory is a bit fuzzy: "I can't remember whether it was the first day or the second day, but it didn't take long before the 'error' came, saying that the Zhongyuan was approaching, and the number of lonely souls wandering nearby increased, so I was afraid of making trouble Health, let me burn more ingots."

Wen Bai: "...Have you ever thought that if the ghost is really a errand, and if he encounters a lonely soul, he will take him away immediately, and there is no need to wait for you to burn ingots to help them."

Zhou Wei: "..."

The back room was dead silent.

After a while, Zhou Wei mechanically said: "You mean, that... is really a wild ghost?"

He was held by a wild ghost and burned the ingots for a week? !

Wen Bai pursed his lips and patted his shoulder.

"But he, he really has a bad job card on his chest." Zhou Wei spoke incoherently, trying to save himself a little face.

Lu Zheng's ears hurt from his yelling, he picked up the yellow paper at his feet, dipped his fingertips in some water, drew a few random strokes, and handed it to Wen Bai beside him.

"Burn." Lu Zheng said.

Wen Bai: "?"

"If you want to see him so much, let him see you." Lu Zheng said.

see you

He looked at the yellow paper in his hand and the wet water marks on it: "You mean to call the errand?"

Lu Zheng: "Yes."

Wen Bai really wanted to say that no matter if it was a ghost or a wild ghost, Zhou Wei wouldn't really want to see him.

But when the sky is not yet dark, the wild ghosts have not yet appeared, and the fake ones are not there, so it's better to ask the real ones first.

Thinking of this, Wen Bai took the lighter on the table, lit the yellow paper in his hand, and threw it into the copper basin.

The yellow paper burned very quickly, turning into soot almost instantly.

"Xiaobai!" Zhou Wei pretended to be Wen Bai and the others were planning to lure the ghost over, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no! That ghost is very fierce, we have to prepare first, and we can't be impulsive! Put the fire out!"

Seeing him anxious, Wen Bai said, "Don't worry, it's not a ghost."

Zhou Wei: "Not a ghost?"

"Well," Wen Bai nodded, "it's a coincidence."

Zhou Wei: "..."

When it was over, Xiaobai also stopped talking.

He was about to get up and put out the fire first, but suddenly he saw a puff of smoke coming out of the copper basin where the yellow paper had been burnt.

Zhou Wei had never seen smoke like that before, as if thousands of black threads were tangled together.

Even if he burned the entire Yuanbao Mountain, it might not have this effect, but Xiao Bai only burned a piece of yellow paper.

Zhou Wei slowly looked towards where Lu Zheng was sitting.

When he was younger, he once heard his grandfather say that a piece of yellow paper can do much more than imagined.

Those with high morals can even use it to reach the Yin Division.

It's just that the paper needs to be good paper, the cinnabar needs to be high-quality, and the most difficult thing is the runes, which must be completed in one go without any mistakes.

He believed it.

But just now, he could see clearly that there was no good paper, no high-quality cinnabar, and no runes that were completed in one go.

The man dipped his finger in a little water, and drew a couple of jokingly on a piece of yellow paper he picked up randomly.

Then Xiaobai told him that he was summoned by a messenger?

Zhou Wei:? ? ?

Just when he doubted his life, there was a gust of wind at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a "person" in a white shirt with a work card appeared at the door.

The yin officer in charge of the local area almost lost half of his soul when he came in and saw Lu Zheng.

Barely holding his mind, he was about to salute, but was caught by Lu Zheng's eyes.

According to Lu Zheng's intention, Wen Bai brought the "person" in front of Zhou Wei: "Do you know him?"

Zhou Wei shook his head: "You are?"

Yin Cha was even more confused: "Who are you?!"

Wen Bai explained the whole story in a few words. When the errand heard that "the prisoner burned ingots and claimed to be a local errand", he immediately exploded, and said fiercely: "Impossible! We have sworn oaths before taking up our posts, so we won't accept them." The ghost people are stitch-by-needle, with a correct style of work and strict discipline! Moreover, there are law enforcement instruments on weekdays, and the whole process is recorded, so it is impossible to do such a private thing!"