Twilight Boundary

[It is the time to compete for the rankings, so I wrote a side story for everyone to read. I have already posted a side story 1. You need to vote for the monthly ticket to read it. I also uploaded it in the group at the same time, so that readers who have already voted for the monthly ticket can read it.]

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"The old saying is right!"

"People go up and water flows down. Those who are in the society know that it is most important to hold a thigh."

In the gloomy mass grave, a beautiful little girl sat on the grave, holding her chin with her hand, and sighed leisurely. There were countless timid and stupid little ghosts around. Some of them had some brains, but they didn't quite understand that this grandma had offended the Wuchang Li family and was being hunted by a group of Wuchang masters. Everyone thought that this grandma would not live until dawn, but she actually came back again.

We just quarreled about dividing the luggage, and the boss came back...

For a while, no one dared to say a word, and could only carefully massage her shoulders and legs, not daring to breathe.

"Thanks to the senior's usefulness, he led the ghosts of the Wuchang family to him, and then gave up me, so I escaped..."

Digua Shao analyzed and reflected, and then sighed: "Next time, before doing anything, it's better to find a scapegoat first."

The little ghosts looked at each other, and saw that she was thoughtful, as if she understood something.

Suddenly, he kicked away a leg that was pounding his legs, and said coldly: "Stop, grandma, I have a few words to say."

All the little ghosts stopped their actions at the same time, and cold sweat ran down their foreheads.

You can't afford to offend this grandma, she's generous with money, but also ruthless.

Then Di Gua Shao looked at them seriously: "Tell me, whose family are you most afraid of?"

The little ghosts looked at each other, some said the ghost king, that ghost king is too important, he likes to take people aside and use them as servants.

Di Gua Shao waved his hand: "That's my brother."

Some people said it was Wu Chang, they used to send people to the gates of hell when they caught them, but now they catch people and take them home.

Di Gua Shao waved his hand: "I'm afraid too."

The little ghosts didn't quite believe her: If you're afraid, why do you want to dig up other people's ancestral graves?

But as they looked at each other, they heard Diguashao muttering, "The point is, who are the Wuchang Li family afraid of?"

There was a little ghost who used to be in the underworld. He was delighted when he heard this and said, "Wuchang is in the punishment soul. Wuchang defeats Siming, and Jiangtou defeats Wuchang. If there is someone who can make people and ghosts indistinguishable, even Wuchang can't do anything about it, then it can only be the Living Ghost Chen family..."

Diguashao was delighted: "Where is the Living Ghost Chen family's territory?"

The little ghost said, "It's far away. You have to cross thirteen rivers and climb twenty mountains to get there!"

Diguashao waved his hand, "It's far away. I can't go far now. My boss asked me to go to Beijing. I can't be absent."

The little ghosts were stunned, "What should we do? You can't go to Beijing. Wuchang's family is right here. Going to Beijing!"

"Grandma, we feel sorry for you, let's go south!"

"..."

"You don't understand."

Dian Gu Shao waved his hands seriously: "It's important for people to have a good big brother. My big brother is very generous with money."

"Just as generous as grandma gives you money."

"I didn't catch up with the big things he did a few times before, but I will definitely catch up this time."

"..."

The little ghosts were all stunned for a moment, not daring to speak. Someone whispered: "That's going to be a trap..."

"We have to find another grandma..."

"..."

Dian Gu Shao thought seriously for a while, and suddenly said: "Living ghosts can defeat Wuchang, so who is the one who is defeated by Wuchang?"

The little ghost who had been in the rivers and lakes was stunned, thinking about it. Thinking: "It's Siming."

"Siming can save people, but he is most afraid of soul-stealing. No matter how good the medical skills are, when Wuchang comes, people will be taken away."

"So doctors hope to get the title of the enemy of the King of Hell, but when they really meet Wuchang, it's not so useful."

"..."

Di Gu Shao's eyes lit up: "Where is Siming's hometown?"

The little ghosts asked around and quickly gave an answer: "Shangjing!"

"The Siming family has been in Shangjing!"

"..."

"Then I'll go to Shangjing!"

Di Gu Shao slapped his thigh, stood up suddenly, and laughed softly: "Since Wuchang is the most nemesis of Siming, then the one Siming fears the most is also Wuchang. After all, they are all ten surnames. I don't believe they can tear each other apart. Now the people of the Li family are like crazy , they want to take me everywhere, but I am only a few pounds, I don't believe that the Li family can break the capital to take me for me..."

"...If they really want to go, who can be afraid of this big thing?"

"..."

Once he made up his mind, he let go of his posture, spread his legs, and said with a golden sword: "How is the paper money?"

When the little ghosts heard the question, they complained: "Grandma, there is no more Yin Qi, all vomited on paper money."

"I don't care about the sky and the earth, I live on this Yin Qi, I lent it to you, can I get it back?"

"..."

"Grandma, when have I ever cheated you?"

Di Gua Shao snorted twice: "You don't know who my eldest brother is, how rich he is!"

"This job was done for him, how could it be possible that I couldn't get my money back?"

The little devils all whispered: "They all pretended not to know, it has been spread long ago."

"Grandma's eldest brother actually belongs to the Hu family. As everyone knows, he treats ghosts while raising them. It's an old trick."

"..."

But no matter how much I thought about it, with the Hu family's reputation as a guarantee, the little devils were all working hard to make paper money. Sweet Potato Shao waited patiently for two days, not caring about waiting until the paper money was refined enough to flood the entire Shangjing City, so he let the little devils inquire from a distance and found out that the eldest brother was already driving the car. In two days, he was going to the capital, so he got up quickly.

Before leaving, she promised Xiao Gui: "Wait for my reward. Grandma will never treat anyone wrong."

After discussing it together, they quietly arrived at Shangjing City and saw that the place was already extremely dark. The city guards were on three levels inside and outside. Although the city gate was not closed yet, no one who came in and out could escape. The three or two little guys who followed were still hesitating whether to persuade them or not. They saw Sweet Potato Burning and felt cruel for a while. After circling the city, their eyes fell on a group of carts pushing out of the city.

As soon as they got close, the little devils were all fuming, but the eyes of Sweet Potato Burner lit up.

I followed them all the way, saw them entering the village, handed over their number plates, and made sure to go to the city next time. They stayed long enough. The nobles in the city were busy with important things, and the city would probably be closed for a few days. I met another person. The tough and strong man, who beat or scolded the old and weak, and laughed with him in the city, quietly followed him back to the thatched house. Taking advantage of the darkness, he went over and knocked on the door, and said to him with a smile:

"Brother, do you want a wife or not?"

"..."

Sun Daniu, who made a living by going into the city to collect evening incense and selling it to the landlords in the town, never thought about this good thing.

After a lifetime of hardship, there was actually someone from the south who came to escape the famine and wanted to be his wife.

He is not stupid. He secretly used pond ash and tried it on the ancestral tablet. This little lady is a serious person.

So, he happily agreed and welcomed this good thing.

So, Sun Daniu didn't get up the next day. Instead, the young daughter-in-law from the south whom he had taken in pushed the dung cart and went into the city with other villagers. At first, everyone was talking about whether the young daughter-in-law of the Sun family could pick up the dirt. It was really cheap, but when I saw that this little daughter-in-law worked hard and was willing to give up all the good things to the neighbors, and that I was willing to stay and do the hardest and most tiring work, I let go.

Where can I find such a nice little lady?

She cleaned the urine bucket for two days in a row, and it was very clean. She didn't complain at all. It looked like she was good at getting by.

The key point is that although the ladies from other families are driven into the capital by their men to work, at night they still have to go home, wash themselves off, and find some gentleness from their men, which is better. Moisturizing, but this little lady insisted on working for three or two days in a row and never returned home. She just looked outside the house from time to time, as if she was thinking about something.

In Shangjing City, the control is becoming more and more strict, and it is said that no food takeouts in the city are allowed to come in.

The caravan can come, but the people in the city receive the goods, and the people in the caravan can only wait outside for the goods and money to come back.

The city is lively and bustling every day, but the busiest day is when a certain nobleman comes back. It is said that the garrison in the capital all go out of the city to meet him. There are no one knows how many noblemen in the city, eager to catch up. After going outside the city gate, my sister-in-law who worked with me told me that the descendants of the original General Zhenzu had worked hard outside for many years and finally returned to their old home in Beijing.

Everyone else rushed to see it, but this young lady thought carefully about it and took the initiative to stay and work.

It's just that these people watching the excitement didn't know that the little lady took advantage of the busy city and hurriedly went to the city gate to receive the paper money. Theoretically speaking, all kinds of licensed goods could no longer come in at this time. It seemed that at this time The gates of Shangjing City are wide open, but in fact it has been under martial law for several days. All kinds of licensed goods must be carefully inspected before entering, but only paper money, incense and candles cannot be sealed at this moment.

Because the noble man had to hold a funeral on the first day he entered the city, and all respectable families were in a hurry to buy funeral items.

Carloads of mourning objects are being pulled into the city. Who dares to stop them?

Of course, when the young lady took advantage of her sleep and secretly went to pick up the call, she was still noticed by the sentries. However, when the sentries rushed over, the young lady secretly showed them a token. , the expressions of these people suddenly changed.

"Sister, I'm weird, it's wasting your time. Do you need us to help you push the car back?"

"No, no, no, the officials are busy, and we are also doing business for the master's family."

The young lady waved her hands generously: "You also know that our master's family is being watched by many people now!"

"Just keep everything low-key."

"..."

After dismissing the two patrollers, she pushed the cart and ran swiftly to a zhizai shop at the corner of the street. She knocked hard on the door and saw the trembling Wei Wei who picked up a lantern and stood up to open the door. The old man looked at the other party seriously and said:

"Old shopkeeper, do you want a wife or not?"

"..."

The old shopkeeper was stunned and stared blankly at the pretty young lady in front of him who was wearing commoner clothes.

Wei Wei turned around with trembling eyes and glanced at the old woman who was startled and looked over blankly.

The young lady at the door also suddenly woke up, looked at the original wife, then at the old shopkeeper, and said seriously:

"Old shopkeeper, do you want a little wife or not?"

"..."

No one knew what happened. Anyway, the next day, the nobleman who returned from the city went to the ancestral temple to bury his relatives. The streets were full of spirit platforms, and all kinds of incense, candles, and paper money were scattered all over the city. This small paper-making shop did not open its doors. Occasionally, a delicate young lady came out of the back door and picked up a bunch of paper money from the ground and went back to the shop.

She also took the initiative to greet the neighbors, saying that her uncle was old and she came to serve him.

So, she worked in the daytime to clean the urine bucket, and left a paper man in the room to sleep at night, and she came to make paper men.

Diligent and hardworking.

Even when the old Kuizi who was in charge of assigning work came to tease her and pinch her waist, she just laughed and dodged.

The brush in her hand was directly wiped on the old Kuizi's face, and the angry old Kuizi cursed and dodged.

But no matter how angry she was, she always felt that she could do it, and she didn't want to make it difficult for her. She just thought that she would succeed after a long time.

The other people who worked with her also liked her more and more, seeing that she was not lazy and did not grab work.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got along well with each other.

These women also discussed privately: "This young lady is well-proportioned and delicate, but she works quickly!"

"Yes, she looks like she came from a wealthy family, but she is not arrogant."

"Now the world is in chaos, and people from wealthy families also have to suffer and squeeze their heads to go to the capital."

"But people like this are good. The other day, I heard that the three children I raised at home grabbed a handful of copper coins for me!"

"Has anyone heard where she came from?"

"It seems to be Wutong Town, Gunzhou. In the past, her family ran a rice shop..."

"..."

Even at the bottom, there are people with all kinds of temperaments and many problems, but she is doing particularly well.

Besides, it’s not that no one in this city has come to investigate the houses of these farmers who collect night incense, but Shangjing City is the territory of the Wang family. They came to take a look and quickly shook their heads and left. Although they were ordered to check some unfamiliar faces, they were sure that no one with problems would be so diligent when cleaning the urine bucket. They felt that even if they had problems, these working people would not.

Such a diligent life lasted until seven or eight days later, when the city gate was suddenly closed completely.

The whole city was full of rumors. It was said that there was a man-eating grass-headed king outside the city, who was leading his troops to attack Shangjing City.

Even the night incense collectors were ordered to stay here, and those wealthy families were not allowed to collect even if their buckets were full.

That night, the cold wind blew across the entire Shangjing. Everyone went to bed early. Even if they couldn't sleep, they were not allowed to light the lights. They could only take a peek outside occasionally, as if the wind that night was also strange, as if there were always some demons and monsters hidden. The young lady also went to bed with the others, but she always felt uneasy, as if there was a cat scratching her heart, and she always felt uneasy.

From time to time, she looked towards the city, as if she was waiting for a signal.

But the signal didn't come after waiting for a long time. Instead, some thunders and rumblings were heard outside the city, and the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting.

And this city, on the contrary, seemed to have been emptied of all the manpower, and no one was looking after it.

At this moment, the old Kuizi took advantage of the quietness and quietly came to her bedside. In the past, he could only touch a paper man, but it happened that the young lady was sleeping here that day, so she raised her head with a smile, leaned close to the old Kuizi's ear, and whispered: "Master Kui, you are in charge of the barrels of three streets in front and behind, and you are very powerful..."

"But you have earned money but have nowhere to spend it, do you want a wife?"

"..."

Old Kuizi got excited and nodded repeatedly, drooling: "Yes, yes!"

"Then I'll give it to you!"

An iron nail quietly pierced into the chest of the old Kuizi, and then a yellow ghost marriage sticker was pasted on his forehead. The technique was so skillful that even the peasant woman sleeping next to him did not wake up. Of course, it is also possible that she has been mesmerized by her magic and cannot wake up.

Lao Kuizi opened his eyes silently, but only heard the young lady laughing: "It's so hard to get to my door..."

"I have many people who haven't been arranged for ghost marriage yet..."

"But unfortunately, those of the right age have almost been arranged, how about I match you with a suitable man?"

"..."

With a smile on his face, he helped Lao Kuizi and lay down in his bed.

Then, in the night when everyone else had rested, the young lady quietly pushed her wheelbarrow, put two clean urine buckets on it, walked out of her nest, and went to the paper-making shop first. She saw the two old shopkeepers and the old woman were quietly boiling medicine. When they saw her come in, they immediately knelt and kowtowed: "Benefactor, benefactor, you are here?"

"Thanks to you, the old woman has been in good spirits recently. This shop, this shop is given to you..."

"..."

"That's not necessary!"

The young lady laughed: "Bring my paper man here, and make me a bowl of hot soup noodles. I'm in a hurry to work!"

She squatted on the threshold and ate hot soup noodles, and helped the old shopkeeper drive away the evil spirits, and then went out triumphantly.

The whole city was silent and silent. She just walked along the way, hiding the paper man in the secret places around her. She didn't know when the senior would give her a signal, but no matter what, the hard target of making paper money float all over the entire Shangjing City at that time must be achieved.

This work has been done quietly for two days, but this day was clearly not peaceful.

Originally, there were some coughing and waking up sounds around, and the chickens and dogs in the house occasionally made some noises, but it was terribly quiet that day. When a gust of cold wind blew over, suddenly, the whole city seemed to be silent for a moment, all the sounds disappeared, and only pieces of dead silence remained. The young lady immediately raised her head curiously and observed.

After a while, she decided to move forward.

After all, the weirder the noise in the city, the more likely it was that things were urgent and her mission might not be completed.

So she pushed the small wheelbarrow forward little by little, and finally heard a piece of silver bells ringing in front of her.

She looked up and saw a white cat rushing out.

Her expression was stunned, looking at the poor little thing, and even the words of the senior were somewhat forgotten.

I hurried forward, opened the urine bucket enthusiastically, and greeted: "Come here, little kitty, I'll take you away!"

This is a reward to readers, written for fun, and I'm asking for votes, don't take it seriously.

See, this is what Lao Gui wrote in one breath, without fine-tuning or picking out typos (serious face) I'm serious about writing the main text.