After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

Seeing Tang Gui's resolute attitude, the old man with folds lowered his tone, and snorted coldly: "Since the little baby won't leave a way out, then we won't be polite."

As soon as these words came out, those little ghosts who were sitting or lying down all put down their things and gathered around, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

At this time, Chu Yang, who had been silent all this time, walked forward, stretched out his hand to Tang Gui, and said, "Booklet."

Seeing that he was always thinking about increasing his life span, Tang Gui smiled unconsciously, took out the booklet from his pocket and handed it to him, reminding him: "Be careful."

Chu Yang sneered, his expression was full of disdain, and he didn't keep these little devils in his eyes at all, leaving only a sentence of 'block the exit'.

Tang Gui walked to the gate, closed the door, took out two town house exorcism charms and pasted them on the door. After confirming that the little ghost could not escape, he turned his attention back to the 'battlefield' in the courtyard.

Although these little ghosts have been dead for a hundred years, when they faced Chu Yang, they didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back.

In just a few minutes, large pieces fell down, one by one hugging their arms, thighs, and heads, howling endlessly.

In the end, only the old man with folds was left standing there tremblingly. Seeing Chu Yang's bright red eyes looking towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on the ground. Beg for mercy, say something like never daring again.

Chu Yang turned to look at Tang Gui and asked what he meant.

Tang Gui looked at the remnant soldiers and defeated generals all over the place, and waved to Chu Yang, motioning him to come back first.

Chu Yang teleported back to him, and handed over the booklet casually.

Tang Gui opened it and took a look, and saw that the ghost value had increased by 38.9 compared to before, which meant that these dozen or so little ghosts may have already killed people.

Think about it too, a group of old ghosts from the Qing Dynasty, if no one taught them, how would they know the new way of mahjong.

Although the furnishings in that room were outdated, it could be seen that many things were newly added later.

In other words, before Liu Chengyong, someone had already entered here.

Tang Gui wanted to interrogate the ins and outs of the matter, but the smell of smoke in the room was really choking, so he simply moved a chair, sat at the door of the room, looked at the kid kneeling on the ground, and said, "Stand up."

Don't make it look like he's abusing the kid.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, the old man with folds hesitated for half a second, took the lead and stood up first, with his body bent and his head shrunk, looking like a coward.

Tang Gui looked around, but he didn't see Liu Chengyong's figure. He looked into the room and saw him lying on the couch, holding the cigarette rod that Tang Gui had broken off, feeling sorry for him, and from time to time, he went to the cigarette pot to smell it. Smell, apparently 'smoking' addiction attack.

Tang Gui didn't pay much attention to him, and turned his head to ask the old man, "Tell me what's going on with Liu Chengyong?"

The old man with folds didn't know who Liu Chengyong was, but he could roughly guess that he was talking about the one in the room.

He quickly explained: "Little baby, we didn't force him to do anything. He broke into this place by mistake, and he wanted to smoke this cigarette. We tried to persuade him at most, but it can only be his fault." My own perseverance is not enough, such a big person..."

Tang Gui interrupted his sophistry: "Get to the point."

Seeing his impatience, the old man didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he told the story of Liu Chengyong's acquaintance with them after he got drunk and strayed into the underworld.

A week ago, they stayed in the house playing mahjong, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

They thought it was a ghost who found this place and came to arrest them and go to the underworld to reincarnate, but they saw a living person staggering through the door and entering.

At that time, Liu Chengyong was so drunk that he couldn't stand upright when he walked to the yard and lay down on the ground, sleeping on the ground.

The old man with folds saw that it was a living person, so they carried him into the house first.

Of course, none of them are well-intentioned ghosts, and their first reaction when they see a living person is to attach to him and go for a walk in the underworld.

It's strange to say that Liu Chengyong didn't know what he was wearing, the old man with folds tried several times but failed, and one of the little ghosts was burned, and his soul is still missing.

Liu Chengyong woke up and saw that he was surrounded by a group of ghosts. He almost fainted from fright. He huddled in the corner and kept begging for mercy, saying that he was rich, and as long as he was released, he would bury the little ghosts here.In fact, he didn't know that the old man with folds and the others couldn't do anything to him, so they just said that as long as he smoked, they would let him go.

Who knew that old man Liu was not a good thing, he became addicted after two pots of 'cigarettes', and he delivered them to the door the next night and asked them for 'cigarettes' to smoke.

In the first two or three days, he was indeed afraid. Later, seeing that they didn't mean to hurt him, he gradually let go of his guard, and even played mahjong with them all night.

Now Liu Chengyong is becoming more and more dependent on his addiction to cigarettes. He will come over every night as soon as it gets dark to play mahjong with everyone, and when he is tired from playing, he will lie on the couch and smoke a pot of cigarettes.

He was stunned by the Taoist priest last night, and he didn't get a 'cigarette'. He suffered for a whole day, but this dark road only opened at night. Liu Chengyong gritted his teeth and endured until the evening, and hurried over as soon as it got dark, and entered the house Just lay down on the couch.

Tang Gui asked in a deep voice, "Where did the 'smoke' come from?"

The pleated old man faltered and said: "I was specialized in selling 'cigarettes' during my lifetime."

Tang Gui was stunned: "How many years have you been dead, that kind of thing can be smoked by a living person!"

Not to mention that it is something that is addictive and destroys the body. This kind of cloudy place does not see sunlight for tens of hundreds of years, and nothing is moldy. If it is inhaled into the lungs, it will be a fortune teller if people do not die.

The pleated old man bowed his head and remained silent.

A whisper came from the group of ghosts: "It's not that serious, we smoke every day and nothing happens."

Its sound was not loud, but it was amplified dozens of decibels in the dark night. Tang Gui looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that it was just lying on the couch smoking, skinny little ghost, whose clothes were like sacks.

"You are a ghost, he is a human, can this be the same as you?"

The kid quickly shrank his head down, bent his shoulders, and didn't dare to argue any more.

The more Tang Gui thought about it, the more angry he took out a mineral water bottle from his backpack and asked Chu Yang to stuff them into it one by one.

The bottle is too small, too many imps.

One by one was squeezed to the point of howling, and even saw the faces of many little ghosts stuck to the bottle, deformed by being squeezed, as heavy as black ink that could not be melted.

After the little devil was dressed, Tang Gui got up and dragged Liu Chengyong who was still fiddling with broken cigarette rods on the couch, and took his down jacket by the back collar, and led them out of this ghostly place. At first, Liu Chengyong was still struggling with curses.

Tang Gui became angry and punched him hard on the cheek.

Maybe because he didn't expect him to dare to hit someone, Liu Chengyong became honest in an instant.

Tang Gui didn't know how to drive, so he didn't care about the car at Yinlu Lane, thinking about getting someone to drive it afterwards.

After Mrs. Wang drove the car out of the alley, it stopped on the side of the road.

This place is very remote, and there hasn't been a car passing by for a long time. She sat in the car with fear, for fear that something strange would pop out suddenly.

Damn it last night, she was so frightened that she didn't sleep well all night. The appearance of that little ghost in a melon skin cap and costume still keeps lingering in her mind.

Mrs. Wang was thinking that Tang Gui didn't know what was going on inside, when she vaguely saw someone coming out of the alley.

The boy was tall and slender, with a gloomy face, holding an old man with gray hair who staggered and staggered in his hand.

When she saw their faces clearly, she was both surprised and delighted, got out of the car in a hurry, and trotted over.

"husband!"

Tang Gui threw him to her and asked: "Mr. Liu smokes 'cigarettes', do you know?"

Mrs. Wang was startled: "What kind of cigarettes are you smoking?"

Tang Gui put it more bluntly: "Suck du."

Mrs. Wang showed a shocked expression, exclaimed and shook her head again and again.

Tang Gui saw that she didn't seem to be cheating, so he softened his tone and said, "I suggest calling the police. He's not smoking common 'du' drugs. He may need to go to the hospital for a full-body examination tomorrow."

Tang Gui added angrily, "Let's see if Mr. Liu hurt his head."

What happened was so unexpected that Mrs. Wang lost her mind in a panic, and quickly took out her mobile phone to tell her son and daughter.

Tang Gui walked to the side, avoided politely, and called Wang Qingren at the same time.

After a while, Mrs. Wang's two children arrived. Seeing Liu Chengyong's trance-like expression, they couldn't beat their anger.

Soon, Wang Qingren also rushed over with his team members. Hearing that Liu Chengyong smoked, he put on handcuffs and took him to the police station.

Afterwards, Tang Gui led them into the Yinlu again and asked the police to search the inside. One of the team members drove Liu Chengyong's car out.

Others found several large boxes of 'tobacco' grass from a small room.Many were moldy or even rotten, and there was an unpleasant and pungent smell when the boxes were opened.

Tang Guiwen's direct offense was disgusting, and he really couldn't imagine how Liu Chengyong could say it.

What's more, he was coerced by the kid to smoke, and he became addicted to smoking. He didn't go to the drug rehabilitation center to seek help for the first time, but came to this kind of ghost place. I really don't understand what he thinks.

Because it was a little ghost who committed the crime, and the 'smoke' was a thing a hundred years ago, the matter is not easy to deal with, so I can only wait until tomorrow to ask the superiors.

In the middle of the night, watching them leave one by one, Wang Qingren said that he would send Tang Gui back to Yanheguan.

Tang Gui refused, saying that he could just leave him at the gate of the nearby Town God's Temple.

Speaking of which, the nearby Town God's Temple is not far away. At this time, the gate was closed tightly. Tang Gui burned a Zhang Yin Talisman at the entrance. After a while, a errand came out from inside. Seeing the young man standing at the entrance, he was stunned. Confused, he tentatively asked, "Is it you who called the door?"

Tang Gui nodded: "Yes."

He removed the yellow talisman on the mineral water bottle and the porcelain bottle, and handed it to the errand: "The few Qing Dynasty ghosts here may have killed many people, and the City God needs to carefully examine them."

Yin Cha was surprised: "You little devil from the Qing Dynasty?"

"Yes."

The errand took a look at the bottle and asked, "What's your name?"

"Tang Gui."

Yincha was surprised again: "Are you that little gentleman from the Yanhe Temple?"

"..."

Tang Gui didn't expect that he was so famous that even the servants he had never met knew his name.

"Oh, it's really you." This erratic attitude immediately became more enthusiastic.

"Your patriarch killed his relatives righteously, and the story of chasing and killing the villain Chu Cheng has been spread in the underworld, and now many little ghosts are your patriarch's fanboys." He scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, Hehe smiled twice: "I am also one of them."

The corners of Tang Gui's lips twitched: "Then let me say thank you for him."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the bottle in the hands of the errand, signaling him not to forget it.

Yin Cha nodded again and again: "Don't worry."

"It's work."

In the past six months, Tang Gui had returned to the Taoist temple late at night quite a few times, but this was the first time he had been strolling on the road late at night in winter.

He wrapped himself in the down jacket, and when he saw Chu Yang appearing silently, he couldn't help but joked: "The famous patriarch, you have so many fans worshiping, are you happy?"

Chu Yang tilted his head, looked at him and asked, "Are you?"

Tang Gui: "What?"

Chu Yang: "My brother?"

Tang Gui burst out laughing, and asked back, "What do you think?"

"Yes."

Tang Gui laughed, nodded and admitted: "Of course, every time I see you beating up other brats, I feel handsome and sassy."

The corners of Chu Yang's lips curled up, and he quickly pressed him down again, and asked calmly, "Then why don't you call me husband?"

Tang Gui wondered: "Is there any direct connection?"

Chu Yang raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

"Didn't someone chase after you and call you husband in that post because you were handsome?"

"Have it?"

He didn't have the slightest impression.

"Yes." Chu Yang said with certainty: "Many people."

"..."

Is this the legendary aged vinegar?

The author has something to say: Chu Yang: I'm jealous, but I won't say it.

I've been busy packing up and moving these few days, cuties, don't feel too little, woo woo woo.