I opened Taoist temple in Liao Zhai

The casket was placed by the corridor of the tomb, and the little civet cat with black and white patterns rested on its little paw, sleeping soundly.

Being a cat is so pleasant. Although it has been looked down upon recently, a certain cat has no self-consciousness, and still swaggers, cheating, eating and drinking.But now...

The old ghost in a bright red shroud leaned over, looked down at the cat, and made clicks from time to time.Linu Haomeng was startled awake and stretched out her paw impatiently.

"Your Excellency, are you addicted to being a cat?" Mr. Long Fei smiled and said, "I met you once a hundred years ago, and it was really impressive, and it is still unforgettable."

A hundred years ago, he was still a brat, serving as a military advisor to the then Jinhua City God.I heard that there was a big demon in Montenegro at that time, with great abilities, so I went to recruit for security with the City God.That's when they met each other.

Li Nu opened his bright cat pupils, looked at him, and said nothing.Mr. Long Fei squatted down and whispered: "Hey, don't worry, I won't tell them your identity. They robbed your house and wanted to rob my future grandson. We are the grasshoppers on a rope. Let's work together to drive them away..."

He babbled on and on, Li Nu shook his ears, and really didn't want to listen.He jumped off the box, and Mr. Long Fei immediately followed.

"Where are you going? My underground palace is very clean and there are no rats."

The raccoon slave stopped and looked back at him coldly. Mr. Long Fei smiled again and said, "Come on, you're always wandering around."

Watching Li Nu's back go away, he muttered again: "Forget it, the old man depends on how long you can pretend!"

The dining table of the ancient tomb was set in the lobby, and Mr. Long Fei sent a paper ghost to invite them to eat.

This paper pierced people with heavy makeup, thick blush, and bright red and green clothes. If you look at it a few more times, you will have nightmares at night.Mi Buyun couldn't help but said: "Old man, is this your concubine?"

Mr. Long Fei's face turned green, and he said, "I'm a dead man, and I can't decide what my descendants will burn for me."

Several people sat down at the dining table, and even Li Nu was allocated a separate wooden stool, and sat obediently on it.The dinner table was full of wine and meat, which looked exactly like the ones in Yangjian.

Except for Dai Sheng, no one dared to eat it, for fear that it was some kind of rotten food. After all, Mr. Long Fei had been dead for many years.

Seeing that they didn't eat it, Mr. Long Fei couldn't understand, and said, "Are you still afraid that I won't be able to poison you? Although this food has been more than ten years old, it is also the freshest in my tomb..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Dai Sheng gave him a horrified look. He was gnawing on a piece of pork ribs, but now he suddenly felt that the meat in his mouth was not tasty.

Han Guang smiled faintly, people are like half-ghosts when they go underground, but they can actually eat some ghost food.She asked: "Old man, are these your sacrifices?"

"After so many years of death, the sacrifices are long gone." Speaking of unfilial descendants, Mr. Long Fei was very decadent: "After three generations, there will be no one. Even if it is the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, there are not many of them on my head. The food, as well as the water and porridge I donated, are all obtained from the City God. It is not easy to be a ghost."

Mi Buyun said: "Then why didn't you reincarnate? Are you still here to suffer?"

"What do you do with reincarnation? Of course it's to be a ghost." He showed a surprised expression, and said, "No need to take the imperial examination, no need to worry about land taxes, no need to have children, no need to worry about illness. Although my tomb is a bit cold, but compared to reincarnation I'd rather be a ghost than a human."

What he said touched Han Guang's mind, she looked at Mr. Long Fei thoughtfully: "So, it's not bad to be a ghost cultivator?"

"Of course! I finally understand why the emperor built his own tomb first after succeeding to the throne. The bigger the tomb, the more comfortable it is. I should have prepared it for myself before I was alive." Pointing to the funeral objects in the hall, he said: "Although it's not as good as Mrs. Xue, we can get along by living on our own."

After vomiting, Dai Sheng raised his head enviously: "Ancestor, I also want to be a ghost. Before I die, I burn dozens of paper beauties for myself. Wouldn't it be as happy as a fairy?"

"Shut up." Mr. Long Fei hit him on the head with his chopsticks, and said darkly, "Would you like to burn a stick for you?"

Dai Sheng: "Woo..."

Mr. Long Fei caught a piece of fish for the cat, and the raccoon slave looked away in disgust.Mr. Long Fei smiled, and said to Han Guang: "Although the old man has lived in the ancient tomb for a long time, he also knows the news of the outside world. I heard that Guanzhu Chu kicked the old black mountain demon's lair?"

Han Guang casually said: "That's God hacking him, it has nothing to do with me."

"Then..." Mr. Long Fei persuasively said, "What does Guanzhu Chu think of this Montenegro old demon?"

Old demon?Although Han Guang occupied his nest, he never thought about this issue carefully.She suddenly remembered that plaque with words engraved on it, and it had a taste of oriental invincibility.

She said casually: "It should be quite perverted."

Li slave: "..."

Mr. Long Fei glanced at the cat out of the corner of his eye, while suppressing a smile, this old man is actually very bad.He deliberately said: "Have you ever thought about it, in case he is not dead, in case he..."

He hesitated.

"Well, it's okay, now the Taoist temple is mine." Han Guang met him for the first time, and he didn't want to tell the truth, so he said casually: "If he is good-looking, I will let him make the bed; if he is too ugly, I will send it to him. You serve tea and water."

Mr. Long Fei smiled dryly: "Don't dare..."

Han Guang said, "Why are you nervous?"

He hurriedly covered it up, laughed, and said with a smile: "It's just a joke, it's just a joke."

After eating, Dai Sheng was urged by Mr. Long Fei to study again.

The underground didn't know day and night, and after a while, Mi Buyun felt uncomfortable all over. Now he can understand Dai Sheng very well.Anyone who stays in this kind of ancient tomb and studies day and night will either be crazy or pass the Jinshi examination.

Mr. Long Fei looked energetic: "Come on, bring the old man's sparrow, let's play sparrow together."

In this area, "playing mahjong" means "playing mahjong", and mahjong originated from the "huliang brand" in Taicang.The paper ghost brought over the bamboo tokens. Mr. Long Fei glanced at them and sighed, "This is still the old man's funeral. One is missing and three are missing all the time. Today it is finally all in place."

Hanguang can play mahjong, but China is so big, there are too many ways to play mahjong, and she doesn't know how to play this kind of primitive cards.Just as she was about to refuse, Mr. Long Fei burst into tears: "Do you understand the loneliness of being a ghost? I blame my unfilial descendants. Burn some sparrows for me, but they come down to fight with me."

When it comes to unfilial children and grandchildren, he can't stop.

Han Guang really had a headache seeing this game, she thought about it, and said: "How about I draw you a card that can be played by yourself? If you are always addicted to playing mahjong, what if we detain you?" .”

"Alone?" The old ghost was a little moved.

"Yeah." Han Guang nodded: "Bring cardboard, scissors, brushes and paints."

The paper ghosts went to fetch the materials, and Han Guang asked them to cut the paper into the size of playing cards, and then imitated the playing cards of later generations, drawing spades, hearts, etc... the letters on the playing cards were replaced with A, B, B, Ding.

Han Guang briefly talked about it, and then taught them a few single-player games, as well as Fighting the Landlord.Mi Buyun suggested changing Doudizhu to Dou Laoyao, which is more down-to-earth.

Mr. Long Fei gave him a strange look, but did not speak.

……

"Call the old demon."

"not called."

"not called."

"Three points."

Han Guang was in charge of being a voice prompt, watching them play cards with great interest.The two of them and one ghost had a great time playing this kind of cards for the first time. Even Ming Su smiled and joined hands with Mr. Long Fei to fight against Mi Buyun.

The only person present who felt bored was probably the raccoon slave.Every time he heard the word 'fighting the old demon', his ears couldn't help shaking.

"Ah!" Mr. Long Fei suddenly shouted excitedly, and threw out two cards: "Blow you up!"

One piece of emperor, one piece of crown prince, blowing up Mi Buyun to ashes.This round was almost over, Mr. Long Fei was complacent, and the paper ghost suddenly walked over.

The powder on her face seemed to be shaken off, her expression was stiff, and she said to the old ghost: "Master, Mr. Xuejun burned the letter and asked you to send the book back."

"This is Mrs. Xue." Mr. Long Fei's smile faded, and he became a little irritable: "I only borrowed it for a few days, and I came here to remind you, how narrow-minded..."

He got up from his seat, floated to the side hall, and brought back some books from Dai Sheng's desk.It has been more than a hundred years since he passed away, and he doesn't know much about the current popular articles, so not long ago, he went to Mr. Xue's mansion to borrow some books.

Fortunately, he had already asked Dai Sheng to transcribe all of them. The only thing that bothers him now is that he doesn't want to see that old lady Xue Junjun.Also, he wants to play cards.

Mr. Long Fei's eyeballs rolled around, and he looked at Han Guang with a smile: "Guanzhu Chu, I don't know, can I trouble you with something..."

"Since it's troublesome, there's no need to talk about it." Han Guang said.

Mr. Long Fei's smile froze, after thinking for a while, he had another idea in his mind.He said to Han Guang: "Master Chu came to the Han Tomb, if you like something, just take it..."

"I'm a big living person, what do you want your things for?"

He smiled and said, "Be prepared, it's like a dowry, it must be prepared from birth."

Han Guang's heart moved, chatting with him today, I think it's not bad to be a ghost cultivator, and I should prepare for it.She squinted at him and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Long Fei picked up the stack of books and looked relieved: "It's a small matter, just return these books to Lord Xue."

It was dusk outside the ancient tomb.

This Lord Xue lives a little far away, in Guangping Mansion in the north, Han Guangtu escaped there, it was already very late.She stood in the middle of the barren mountains, and the night wind blew the grass and trees, making a rustling sound.

The lizard slave meowed at her feet.

Han Guang thought for a while, then picked up the cat, what if it got lost and was eaten by jackals.Li Nu was still a little uncomfortable in her arms, and climbed onto her shoulders by himself.

She flicked the dirt off her shoulders in disgust: "You are so dirty."

Raccoon slave:? ?

Recently, although she suspected this cat, but because there was no evidence, she could only keep it moderately.But this cat should be a female, so she doesn't shy away from it.

Han Guang took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve, lit it with a torch, and sprinkled it into the air.

The flames turned into dots of starlight, like a golden colored silk, flying forward.Han Guang followed Cai Ling forward, and after a while, he stepped into a forest, and there were lights in the depths of the forest.

There was a family in front of it, and it was a tall courtyard. Han Guang reached out and knocked on the door.

Soon a maid came to open the door, Han Guang fixed her eyes and saw that it was a female ghost.The maid asked: "Who are you?"

"Under the order of Mr. Longfei, I came to the county lord's mansion to return the books."

The servant girl said expressionlessly: "You come with me."

Han Guang followed her into the mansion, and saw many servants on the left and right, all of whom were ghosts.Xue Mansion is a typical northern building, majestic and majestic, the main hall is brightly lit, and there are faint voices of cursing.

The servant girl led her in, and said to an old woman sitting in the main seat: "Your Majesty, Mr. Long Fei has sent someone to return the books."

Han Guang looked up, and saw the old woman with silver hair and high temples, with a serious expression, surrounded by a group of maidservants.On the ground of the main hall, there was still a woman wearing gold and silver and silk all over her body kneeling. She couldn't see her face in the cold light, but could only see her wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

She saluted briefly, and said: "I have ordered Mr. Long Fei to return the book."

"Hmph, this old thing, he doesn't know how to return it unless he is urged!" Jun Jun Xue looked very angry, and gave Mr. Long Fei a good beating.She has a big temper and is merciless in swearing, Han Guang finally understands why the old ghost doesn't want to come.

She listened indifferently, not scolding her anyway.This Junjun Xue is a ghost who has a good life, and the ghosts around are obsequious to her and flatter her everywhere.

Finally, when Jun Xue finished his anger, Han Guang was about to leave when the female ghost kneeling on the ground suddenly turned her head and helped the loose hairpin on her temples.

This female ghost... looks familiar?

Seeing her staring at the female ghost in a daze, Mr. Xue Jun patted the table impatiently, and said, "Why don't you leave?"

Han Guang took two steps forward and saw the gaudy face of the female ghost more clearly, she was indeed an acquaintance.

"Fang Niang?"

The author has something to say: Mr. Xue Jun is also a character in Liaozhai.

The red envelopes for this lottery are very small. At the end of the month, I plan to draw real items. How many original works of Liao Zhai will I get?

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of tanned white children; 5 bottles of Sissi aj; 2 bottles of Qibei!