There are no evil spirits here, and of course there are no immortals... Suddenly Song Zhenping thought of Black Gold.
Black gold is not an immortal either!
It is just a monkey that is not only greedy, but also ugly and stupid. It is often knocked on the forehead by Yun'er and fights with Xiao An.
Song Zhenping hesitated and said: "Uncle Han, are you mistaken? We don't have a great immortal here."
Han Ming was surprised and said: "The Great Immortal asked me to come here. I am willing to be a slave to the Great Immortal. Aren't you all slaves?"
Song Liyun showed a helpless smile on his face: "Your name is Han Ming, right! We brothers and sisters are not slaves."
"It's not a slave, what is that...?" Han Ming felt a little bad in his heart.
Han Dasha is actually not stupid, but his luck has always been bad.
Every time I find a good host and want to live a steady life, things always go wrong.
First, his family suffered a disaster. He was sold as a slave to a merchant at the age of fourteen. Seeing that he had a smart mind, his master asked him to learn to read and keep accounts, and he was trained to be a steward. His future was bright.
Unexpectedly, when he was eighteen years old, the owner's family suffered losses and went bankrupt, all the family property was sold, and he was used as a mortgage for goods and resold.
The new owner has a bad temper, beats and scolds his servants, and is not easily trusted.
Han Ming worked hard for five years and was about to become a foreman. However, he accidentally broke a set of official kiln porcelain vases worth a hundred silver while transporting goods.
Thinking that he would definitely be beaten to death, Han Ming ran away and became a real escaped slave.
For several years, he hid in Tibet and moved around various places. Seeing that the local governments were closely monitoring the refugees, he simply walked to the border and was soon attracted by the prosperity and chaos of Ruijin Town.
Although it was easy to get rich by panning for gold, it was also too risky. As a fugitive slave, he naturally did not dare to be in the limelight, so he hid in the casino as a guard.
He worked the night shift every day to get paid, and even found a young widow who worked as a starch-washer as a wife, so he lived a happy life.
Who knows that bad luck will strike again.
In the middle of the night, sand workers, bandits, and the Di tribe robbed people.
Casinos where money is exchanged and where there are many men are naturally the key targets.
Han Ming happened to be off work that night, and when he was at the little widow's house, he saw flames bursting into the sky and screams and shouts everywhere.
Because they had already stepped in and had many internal agents, almost all the people in Ruijin Town were wiped out in one fell swoop, and very few escaped.
Han Ming noticed the abnormality immediately, but as soon as he took the little widow to the entrance of the town, he was discovered by the people who blocked the town.
Chopped with a machete by a fast horse, Han Ming was stabbed in the face and rolled into a stinky ditch. He watched helplessly as the little widow was taken away by the Dilu people.
Han Ming was desperate. He felt that he had only lived a stable life for more than thirty years.
You are destined to have many disasters, you are a born disaster star, and your life will be over like this.
When the Dilu people retreated, he did not run away and stayed in Suijin Town, pretending to be stupid and waiting to die.
Now that he saw that the Song family had food and drink with the "immortal", he wanted to try his luck.
Anyway, I am a disaster star and I am not afraid of any monsters or ghosts.
But, he is scared now!
Seeing that he still didn't understand, Song Liyun smiled and said: "You said yesterday that you wanted to come here to be a slave, so you are the only slave here."
Han Ming stood up suddenly, pointed at Song Liyun and Song Zhenping and said hoarsely: "Then... you two are ghosts?"
Yesterday, the "Great Immortal" said that this was her sanctuary, but why was it different from what she thought.
In his opinion, if the Song brothers and sisters were human beings and could live here, they must be slaves serving the great immortal.
He said he wanted to be a slave, but he actually wanted the same thing as the Song brothers and sisters.
Now Song Liyun says that they are not slaves, but ghost servants!
Fear made Han Ming suddenly think wildly.
When he thought about the meals he had eaten just now, his throat suddenly tightened and he felt nauseated. Could those things have been transformed from gravel, rotten grass, and dead insects?
His heart was churning, he wanted to vomit but couldn't, so Han Ming reached out and dug it into his throat.
Song Liyun originally wanted to watch a good show, but when she saw Han Ming scratching his throat and wanting to vomit, he was shocked.
He had eaten so much just now. If he vomited it out, he might not even want Baolinju anymore.
Song Liyun slapped the table and said coldly: "If you dare to spit it out, I will let you lick it back again."
Han Ming was so frightened that his nausea suddenly disappeared.
Fearing death, Han Ming also risked his life and shouted: "I am here to be a slave to the great immortal, you can't force me."
"Who forced you? It was you who knelt outside and refused to leave. It was you who was willing to carry my bowl and eat my food."
Han Ming's face turned blue and purple, and his voice dropped three points lower: "Miss Song, I was wrong, can I walk?"
"Whatever you want!" Song Liyun opened the door.
Han Minggong cupped his hands, lowered his head and ran out the door.
Song Zhenping watched everything happening in front of him, his mind was in a state of confusion.
Han Ming said that his brothers and sisters were ghosts, and that he originally wanted to serve the "immortal"...
Where is all this? Why did I become a ghost when I was so good?
And Xiaoyun also said, "Spit it out and lick it."
However, seeing his hard work in cooking being questioned like this, he was still a little angry.
Han Ming didn't stay when he was about to leave, and he didn't even get up to see him off.
But after only a few breaths, Han Ming crawled back to the room, knelt down and knelt down facing the door again and begged: "Great Immortal, please forgive me, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore!"
A weather-beaten face was covered with sweat, mixed with snot and tears.
Black Gold was still wearing his flowered cotton jacket, shorts and shorts hanging on the door frame, swinging triumphantly and screaming "Quack" at Song Liyun.
Song Liyun rolled her eyes at it: "You win!"
Under Heijin's body, Xiao Antou's face was also wrapped with a large piece of calico, with only Gululu's big rolling eyes exposed. He lay beside the door frame and poked his head curiously.
Heijin told him that he was getting new toys at home and asked him to come over and take a look.
Seeing his strangely dressed younger brother, Song Zhenping put his hand on his forehead and couldn't bear to stare: Xiao An is no longer the Xiao An from Xiaoshi Village.
The scene in the room was really chaotic.
Those who shout, those who cry, those who kowtow, those who swing.
Song Liyun could only shake his head and sigh.
Ever since Han Ming said he wanted to be the Great Immortal's slave yesterday, she had been thinking about how to meet him.
We are all human beings, and it is best to get along as human beings. That "immortal" should be less likely to appear in the future.
After listening to her advice, Heijin wanted to be a great immortal, but he didn't want to do it. Being less visible meant that he had to avoid people again.
This Han Ming is not only a guest for two or three days, but also a slave. How can he order people when his master is hiding?
It gestured with its claws at Song Liyun, intending to suppress it with force.
It seems that Song Liyun and I were addicted to playing tricks last night.
Song Liyun actually wanted to ask him how he lived in Ji Zhai before, but no matter how smart Heijin was, he couldn't describe the specific things.
Perhaps at that time, it was just a little monkey that played with children every day. It was not an adult and was not aggressive.
Song Liyun also listened to Heijin's opinion.
After all, what he wants is a slave or an assistant, someone who will work with him wholeheartedly.
Don't use it if you doubt it, don't doubt it if you employ it.
If you want to avoid future troubles, you need to figure it out first.