Modern Little Town God

It was the Ching Ming season, and there were a lot of people returning to their hometowns to sweep the graves, and the business of the funeral shop was also very good. There were many people coming and going, selling a lot of paper-made incense candles and firecracker wreaths.

It wasn't the first time Ruan Jiao came here, but he used to buy things for sacrifices, but today he came to ask about the materials for the symbols.

This Li family funeral shop has been in existence for decades, and it is considered a craft handed down from the family. The owner has three sons, the oldest and the youngest are studying abroad.

The quality of the items in the shop is top-notch, and Mr. Li's family never cut corners, and the prices are reasonable.In the past, there were other funeral shops on the street, but they couldn't compare to Li's funeral shop, and they all closed down in resentment.

After entering the shop, Ruan Jiao first called out, "Mr. Li."

Don't look at the old man Li who is over 60, but he is still tall and powerful, full of energy. When he saw Ruan Jiao, he said loudly: "Jiaojiao, didn't you just come here yesterday, and you don't have enough paper money?"

Ruan Jiao replied, "I'll buy some yellow paper, a writing brush that can draw symbols, and a box of red ink."

Old man Li was stunned: "You want to draw a talisman? Can you draw it?"

Ruan Jiao said: "You can find common things on the Internet. I thought, painting by myself is more sincere."

Old man Li didn't ask Ruan Jiao what he was doing with the talisman. After all, the child was suffering. He came back to visit the grave during Qingming and lived alone in the old house. Maybe he was afraid.After thinking about it, he went to the house and brought out a few things, and pointed them out to him one by one: "Thirty pieces of yellow paper for drawing symbols, a brush, and a box of two-year-old red ink. .Together you give thirty."

The price of dozens of sheets of yellow watch paper on the market is seven or eight yuan, and ordinary Yanghao pens are only a few yuan. The real expensive ones are vermilion inks, which can't beat 20 yuan for a small box.It's only 30 yuan in total, not particularly cheap, but it must be a small change.

Ruan Jiao paid the money happily and took over the materials for these symbols.

These materials have not been touched, and the materials are also very ordinary. If a real Taoist priest draws amulets, the success rate will definitely not be high.But it was different for Ruan Jiao. He only needed the "ghost painting talisman" and some faith in the stamp, and it was ready to use.

Turning around, Ruan Jiao walked back with a black umbrella.

When passing an alley, he felt something looking at him, so he turned his head to look at it.

It was a small dark alley in the old street, with a large gray wall on both sides, making the alleyway extremely cramped, and the shadow cast by the wall made it impossible for the sun to shine inside.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a four or five-year-old child with pale skin and big black eyes. He looked chubby, but he felt very thin, as if he was about to lose his shape.Most of his body was in the shadows, he only poked his head out cautiously, not daring to fully poke out of the alley.

Now that Ruan Jiao is the City God, although he still needs Krypton belief to use the City God Seal, some subtle changes have taken place in himself—for example, the yin and yang eyes were directly opened.

So he recognized it at a glance, it was a brat.

The little ghost's ghost shape is chubby because he was chubby when he died, and he felt thin and out of shape... This should be because he was hungry after becoming a ghost.

In ordinary rural cities and counties, people usually only leave some leftovers to sacrifice to lonely souls and wild ghosts after going to the grave. Occasionally, some people burn some paper money at the intersection outside the village. There are no large-scale wild sacrifices.There are too many ghosts and too little porridge. This little ghost is not a fierce ghost. He can't catch those big and fierce ghosts, so he will naturally starve to death.

However, this kid was too young when he died, so it was sympathetic to watch.

Ruan Jiao was just taught to be a ghost by the U-turn ghost last night, but he didn't immediately become indifferent to all the ghosts. He couldn't give the little ghost any big benefits, and it was okay to treat him to a meal.After a pause, he turned around and went back to the white matter shop to buy some paper money for joss sticks, squatted at the entrance of the alley to light, and then avoided the side by himself.

Green smoke curled up, drifting vaguely at the entrance of the alley.

Ruan Jiao's actions caused some passers-by to look this way a few more times, but it's Ching Ming Festival, there are a lot of weird things, and passers-by saw that he was guarding and would not cause a fire, so they ignored him.

The little ghost was very surprised, his black ghost eyes widened, and occupied half of his face at once, looking both funny and terrifying.He secretly glanced at Ruan Jiao, and found that Ruan Jiao was not looking at him, so he approached tentatively, and hugged the incense candle like a hungry tiger, while inhaling the smoke of the incense stick intoxicatedly, he gnawed on the candle until his face bulged.

The smoke from the incense sticks condensed into a bunch, the faster the kid smoked the incense sticks, the faster the incense sticks burned, and the tears on the candle rolled down, and it took less than a minute to burn to the bottom.

The burnt paper money turned into Mingbi, flying in the alley, and it was about to float out of the alley. The little ghost seized the time to finish eating the joss sticks. His little hands were as fast as lightning, and he jumped up and down to hold Mingbi Ke into his arms.

After a while, the kid put all the coins in his pocket, and he looked left and right to find Ruan Jiao, who had already walked more than ten meters away.The little ghost raised his foot and wanted to follow, but just as one of his feet came out of the alley, it was scalded by the sun outside, causing him to shrink back quickly in pain.The little ghost was so wronged that he stared at the direction Ruan Jiao left with his big eyes wide open, not even for a second.

At this time, Ruan Jiao returned to the old house with paper, ink and pen, and spread them out on the table.

He took a deep breath, dipped the brush into the ink, and began... to write.

The dripping ink, and the not-so-good-looking characters.

After 5 minutes, it's done.

Ruan Jiao kryptonized two pieces of faith, and covered it with the seal of the City God——

That's it.

·

This night was the night of Granny Cai's soul-returning.

Ruan Jiao left her soul early and stood at the window of the old house.

At about ten o'clock, Mrs. Cai climbed in through the window.

Today, her eyes are bleeding, her tongue is huge, and her shape is very different. She is several times more terrifying than yesterday.Not long after she came in, she forgot who she was facing, instinctively made a loud hissing sound, and crawled towards Ruan Jiao.

Ruan Jiao raised her foot speechlessly, thinking about whether to respect the elderly, another A Piao came in from the window, it was Li Sanniang who was still full of energy.Seeing that Mrs. Cai was offending the City God, Li Sanniang was immediately annoyed, she shook her head violently, and flung out her wet long hair, immediately tied up Mrs. Cai.

Li Sanniang turned her head to look at Ruan Jiao: "City God, Mrs. Cai offended you because of the soul-returning night, do you think?"

The City God seal on Ruan Jiao's head rotated in a circle.

Old lady Cai flinched a bit, honestly.

Ruan Jiao didn't mean to argue with Mrs. Cai, what a ghost, Huihun Ye is particularly fierce this day.He took a yellow talisman from the table and handed it to Li Sanniang, saying, "You take this."

The hand that Li Sanniang stretched out trembled a little.

On the yellow talisman was written the word "加", if it was just this word, she wouldn't be afraid, but there was a divine seal next to the word, and the divinity emanating from it seemed to be locked in the midday sun, extremely hot, It's quite a deterrent for ghosts.

——However, this is the order of the City God.

Li Sanniang suppressed her fear, took it carefully, and held it well.

Ruan Jiao was quite satisfied with Li Sanniang, so she ordered: "Tonight, you will be my ghost messenger temporarily, go to Mrs. Cai's nephew's house, and use this talisman to bring his living soul here."

Li Sanniang was taken aback: "Let the little woman be a ghost messenger?"

Ruan Jiao said meaningfully: "It's a temporary ghost job."

Lonely ghosts have no heart, but Li Sanniang still clutched her chest excitedly.

She is not stupid, how can she know that the City God is testing her?If she can pass the test, as a widow, she might be able to remove the word "temporary" - become a yin official!

Mrs. Cai's mind is muddled, but she is not completely out of mind. She feels vaguely envious, and there are great benefits in it, but compared to her, she still wants to take revenge, and then go to her old man... also I don't know if she can ask the City God after this matter is over, is the old man still waiting for her down there?

·

There were several dishes on the square table in the small living room, and they were quite rich. Fang Yuncai took a big bowl, put some meat and vegetables into the bowl, and put a pair of chopsticks vertically in the middle, and put them on the table. He put his hands together and kept saying: "Auntie, Auntie, you will have a full meal when you come back, and go to have a good pregnancy..."

After reading it a few times, Fang Yuncai pushed her husband who was eating, and said angrily, "Fugui, what's the matter with you? Today is my aunt's first seven. Let her eat first! She usually treats us a lot. Okay, before you died, you left everything to you, why are you so heartless?"

Cai Fugui is a middle-aged man with a small nose, small eyes, and a small belly. He looks very slippery and rascal.Hearing Fang Yuncai's scolding, he said impatiently: "The old woman is dead, you know what a fart! You can do it, don't talk to me here... you can believe all kinds of nonsense."

After finishing talking, he was not happy, picked up several meat dishes with big chopsticks, and took them back to his room to eat.

Fang Yuncai frowned and looked at her husband's back, annoyed that she almost didn't know this man at all.Isn't he very filial to his aunt?During the New Year and holidays, there is no shortage of festival gifts, and my aunt is seriously ill, and I took her there to take care of her. How could my aunt become this kind of virtue just a few days after her death?Thinking of this, Fang Yuncai's heart beat a little faster.Is Fu Guier really filial to his aunt?Why does it seem like... the original shape is revealed now?

She didn't dare to think too much, stood in front of the bowl and bowed earnestly before sitting down to eat silently.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Fang Yuncai felt a little cold, and felt so depressed that she couldn't eat any more.She put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen sullenly, and went to the mourning hall to keep watch.It doesn't matter whether the rich son is really filial to his aunt or fake filial piety, the aunt really helped their family a lot when she was alive, as a nephew and daughter-in-law, she should spend more time with her aunt and chat with her aunt more.

·

In the room, Cai Fugui ate while watching TV. After eating, his mouth was full of oil, he threw the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and fell asleep on the bed without taking a shower.When he thought of the money he would get immediately, he felt very proud. If he hadn't been smart, wouldn't all the money have been made up by the dead old woman in a few years?People should die early when they are old, so why waste money.

Thinking happily, Cai Fugui vaguely heard the sound of the door, opened his sleepy eyes, and saw a beautiful woman walking in from the door.

Is this a spring dream?Hey, as expected of Chunmeng, this woman is much prettier than the yellow-faced lady at home...

Cai Fugui smiled lewdly, stretched out his arms and waited for the woman to throw her arms into her arms, and the woman came to the bed, and just as he was about to reach out to pull her, the woman took out a piece of yellow paper and waved it at him.

With a sudden lightening of his body, Cai Fugui stood up in a daze, and followed the woman foolishly.He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but his body was very heavy, as if being held down by something, he watched the beautiful woman beckoning to him... He walked a few steps, and his consciousness became even more chaotic.