Zha Gong's evolutionary path

I have heard of forced buying and selling, but I have never heard of forcing others to have lunch after setting up a table forcibly.

The man had a very good temper, and he still ate the pitifully small amount of vegetarian dishes in front of him, turning a deaf ear to Luo Huang's eagerness.

Luo Huang waved his hand: "Here are three servings of high-quality beef, hoofed pork knuckle, fried chicken in red oil, and a plate of squirrel mandarin fish and lion's head."

The waiter in the shop dryly said in a voice like chewing wax: "The beef is not available, the fried chicken is not available, the elbow is not available, and the squirrel mandarin fish and lion head are not available."

"Then change to a pot of mutton, and another roast duck."

The waiter said: "There is no roast duck either."

"..." Luo Huang suddenly turned his gaze from the man in front of him who was eating with his head buried in his face, to Xiao Er, who looked away from the customers, "Is there any shop open?"

The waiter in the shop couldn't get up and said: "What kind of meat do you Taoist eat?"

It's unreasonable, this kind of shop is not opened to give people food and accommodation, it is opened to ask for taxis!

A Liang was about to get up angrily as soon as he slapped the table, Luo Huang stopped him, grabbed the menu from a small second hand, glanced at the dishes listed on it, and saw that there were ten big characters: peanuts, green vegetables, stir-fried potato shreds .

Looking down, there is nothing else except rice and steamed buns.

The Taoist priest's complexion became very exciting, and he glanced at the food on the white-haired man's table. This man didn't deliberately cheat on himself, but in fact, this cheating inn only provided these pitiful vegetarian products.

The shop waiter asked: "Do you still want to order? If you don't order, just leave."

Seeing that the man had slowly finished his bowl, Luo Huang sat back down, sulking, and begged for mercy: "Order, serve up all the vegetables and peanuts in your store!"

Ah Liang protested: "I'm not a Taoist priest, I want to eat meat—" Luo Huang gave him a glare, and the young man shut up knowingly.

The waiter in the shop dragged himself away.

The white-haired man was not in the mood to continue waiting for the next plate of peanuts, he grabbed the package next to him and was about to get up.

Luo Huang hastily grabbed his hand: "Hey, brother, we met by chance, it's a rare fate, let's eat with us—er, green vegetable stalks."

Before he could reach the back of the man's hand, the man pulled back as if bitten by a snake.A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at him coldly, the warning in his eyes was self-evident.

Ying Moyan said in a low voice: "Don't touch him carelessly, he doesn't like people approaching."

Luo Huang laughed angrily: "Yo, a big man, like a girl in a boudoir, doesn't like to be touched? They are all men, so what's the point of touching?"

He had coaxed this man with a shy face for a long time before, but this man didn't want to get in, and he looked like he didn't care about outsiders; Ying Moyan was usually used to swaggering, but when he saw this man, First of all, he showed a guilty expression, floating there like a little daughter-in-law.

One could say that Luo Huang was actually a person who helped his relatives but not his relatives, but for some reason, this man who was so indifferent to alienation aroused a lot of anger for no apparent reason.

Going down the mountain, I finally met the person Ying Moyan wanted to see, if I let him go, where would I find him in the vast crowd?

Immediately, they gave A Liang a wink, and the two of them stood up abruptly, intending to use force.

Suddenly, I heard a rumble above my head. I don't know what came running from the end of the corridor, and ran past again, and dust fell down from the roof.

The waiter in the shop was walking towards this side with a big pot of peanuts in his hands, when he heard a sharp cry and laughter from above his head, he froze in place.

A man about fifty years old rolled and crawled down the stairs, not noticing that there were three other people in the inn—Ying Moyan couldn’t see—he raised his voice and said to Xiao Er: "It's started again!" , close the door! Close the door!!"

The shop waiter responded, and ignored the peanuts, casually put them on the greasy table aside, and ran towards the door.

The man who looked like the shopkeeper calmed down for a while, and only then did he notice that there were still customers in the store.

He first glanced at the tallest white-haired man, and was taken aback: "Why do you ask the visitor to get out at this hour, get out!"

As if he thought the source of customers was not enough, he raised his hands as a sign of driving away, trying to drive the man out of the house.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Luo Huang and A Liang standing next to him. A Liang was dressed normally, just like ordinary people in the market. When I was young, I pretended a lot, and dressed like a model of Taoism.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the Taoist priest, and then looked at the yellow talisman paper exposed in the package next to him, his lips moved for a moment, and he burst into tears.

"Elder Immortal!!" He trembled his lips, and no longer caring about the white-haired man, he rushed towards him, "I beg the Elder Immortal to make the decision for the little old man!!"

Luo Huang was taken aback, but immediately reacted:

The bleak inn, the sunlight that can't enter the room, the unusual behavior of the waiter chasing customers, the sudden burst of unidentifiable male and female laughter on the roof——

Is this inn occupied by ghosts? ?

Regardless of his own age, the shopkeeper knelt down in front of Luo Huang with a plop, hugged his thighs tightly with both hands, and shouted repeatedly: "Help me, immortal! Please save my family!!"

Luo Huang was surprised and said: "You are mistaken, I am a psychic medium, and I am not responsible for casting spells to drive away ghosts!"

He was about to break free of his legs from the embrace of the shopkeeper.

However, the shopkeeper's dead horse Quan is a living horse doctor, and he just refuses to let him go: "The immortals in the world are one family, since this is the way of practice, exorcising ghosts and suppressing demons is certainly not a problem; immortal elders , don’t refuse, the little old man’s family’s wealth and lives are all on the immortal elder, I really can’t stand that ghost—”

Luo Huang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Shopkeeper, I'm really not familiar with the business. It's still possible for you to ask me to communicate with the ghost. If you want me to drive it away, the poor Taoist committee is not doing enough..."

While the two of them were tugging at each other, the trembling sound of the floor above his head became more and more intense, and the sharp human voice turned into a whistling like a gust of wind, and the whole inn was surrounded by that weird whistling sound that couldn't make any sense. Shaking.

The waiter in the shop obeyed the shopkeeper's instructions, and at this time removed all the door panels in front of the inn, sealing the entrance.

He still has a bit of backbone, and he didn't abandon his master's house to escape, with a mournful face, and the hands that supported the table were trembling uncontrollably.

As soon as the door panel was closed, the originally bleak inn became darker and more gloomy. Several people crowded on the first floor, listening to the terrible vibrations upstairs, suddenly seemed to have been cut off from the world of the world.

Luo Huang was still trying to break the shopkeeper's hands, and Ah Liang was also trying to help him, but suddenly saw the white-haired man walking up the stairs.

Luo Huang saw it and hurriedly yelled at his back: "Hey! What are you doing up there!"

The man turned a deaf ear and disappeared at the intersection of the first and second floors with a flicker of his figure.

Luo Huang was so angry that she turned her head and said to Mo Yan: "What's your temper, man? Eight sticks can't beat a fart, is he deaf or dumb?"

Ying Moyan said in his heart, as if he is not your man.

He slowly floated away from him, followed the man behind, and floated up to the second floor lightly with his feet not touching the ground.

The shopkeeper still held Luo Huang in tears, and the two rushed forward without saying a word. Even if they wanted to leave, they couldn't get away.Luo Huang had no choice but to bite the bullet and said to A Liang: "Take this guy and go up and have a look."

A Liang was taken aback: "God stick, can you do it? No, don't slap your face and pretend to be fat, this is not a joke!"

From the very beginning, he felt that Luo Huang's interest in that white-haired man was very strange. Just now, who did he say "you man" to?Isn't there only the shopkeeper next to him?

Thinking carefully...

Seeing that he was finally willing to help, the shopkeeper was overjoyed, and while getting up from the ground, tremblingly said to Xiao Er: "Bring the oil lamp, and you watch it below, don't let customers enter the shop anymore, I, I will bring fairy grow up."

Luo Huang took the mahogany sword special for summoning spirits from A Liang, weighed it, grabbed a handful of charms and stuffed them into his belt, and said to the shopkeeper with a bitter face: "It's okay, the poor are charged, you can't Work for nothing."

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Yes, the immortal elder is kind and generous, and the little one is unforgettable. I will definitely not treat the immortal elder badly."

A Liang squeezed beside Luo Huang, and asked him in a low voice: "Did you see something unclean? Who were you talking to just now?"

Luo Huang said vaguely: "It's a long story, I'll tell you later."

He asked A Liang to follow behind him, holding a handful of glutinous rice in each hand, with a black donkey's hoof to exorcise evil spirits hanging around his neck, and he walked up the creaking stairs first.

It should be said that when the shopkeeper came down, he didn't think there was any big problem with the stairs; when he stepped on it, he felt that there were noises everywhere, with an old smell of disrepair, and there were holes in several places. If you are not careful, it is very easy to step into the air.

The shopkeeper had obviously gone through many battles like this before, mustered up the courage to lead the way, and the three of them went upstairs lightly.

The second floor is a long straight corridor with rooms lined up on both sides. At the end of the corridor, there is no light at all.The doors of several wing rooms were open, and the air was convected, making the sound of drafts.

Ying Moyan and the white-haired man went somewhere, the second floor was like a graveyard that had been deserted for a long time, and it was bleakly cold.

"What kind of ghost is this?"

Luo Huang looked around, but didn't see any ghost.He frowned, remembering that he forgot to ask the shopkeeper the most important thing, "Where did you get it?"

The shopkeeper clung to the wall of the building, with a mournful face: "Immortal, I don't even know about it. It started on New Year's Eve last year! First, the tenant on the second floor said something was missing, and then someone touched the guest's face in the middle of the night. There are also people who heard terrible wailing before the cock crowing. The most fearful thing for a small shop to do business is that these evil spirits will not be clean!! I found several nearby Taoist priests, but they couldn't see the name. I worked for a few days and nights The ceremony is useless, it’s still going on after half a month of silence!!”

He looked at the depression on the second floor with cobwebs hanging everywhere, and tears streaming down his face, "It's been more than half a year, and the inn will soon be closed, and my family also..."

"Family?" Luo Huang was startled, "Your family still lives on the second floor?"

Businessmen who run an inn, sometimes for the convenience of visiting the store, usually have a few rooms in it for living and living.

The shopkeeper nodded desperately, and his eye circles turned red as he nodded: "If it wasn't for the little girl, the little old man would be so cruel that he would sell this inn, or seal it up, and pack it up and go to other places to make a living. Ah... but little girl, little girl—”

Luo Huang's heart sank, at first he thought it was just the kind of trouble-loving ghost who likes to entangle in other people's homes to cause trouble and cause trouble; shelf.

But if it involves a living person, especially if it has already caused some influence on the living person, then this kind of ghost, I am afraid that the person who came was not good.

With his kind of practice that can only be used to deceive ordinary people, if he encounters a ghost, he can only be eaten alive.

He suddenly became anxious, the white-haired man and Ying Moyan had already been up for half a cup of tea, and the two of them were silent, so they must have already figured it out, right? ?

"Ying—" He raised his voice and was about to shout, but just as he uttered a sound, a black shadow flashed before his eyes.

To be precise, it didn't pass by, the thing rolled over from the bottom of his feet like a wheel, its body was only the size of an adult man's palm, and when it rolled, it made a toothache sound like grinding nails.

The thing rolled three feet away from his eyes, stretched out suddenly, and climbed up the beam along the door of the room three times, showing its toothless mouth, looking down at the three of them.

Luo Huang raised his head and saw clearly what it was - a ghost baby in the shape of a fetus that had not yet fully formed.

The baby's body was covered with dried blood, its hands and feet were torn, and there were pieces of crushed flesh between its fingers. The half-opened eyes were gloomy and black.

Luo Huang's expression changed instantly.

It turned out to be an aborted baby!

In the future, if the fetus is miscarried due to normal factors or dies prematurely, it will not be in such a bloody shape; only the fetus that has been artificially abused, because of ignorance of human nature, has died in the hands of the closest relatives before seeing the sun. The air is the deepest.

In this house, there is still the shopkeeper's daughter, could it be——

The expression on his face changed too quickly, and suddenly he lost all color. Ah Liang went in without knowing it, and followed his gaze to the beams of the house, but it was empty, and he could see nothing.

He asked in panic: "God stick, what did you see? Don't show such an expression, I'm afraid—"