Zhou Shi and the old man were the only two people left in the dilapidated inn.
The old man in shabby clothes stared at the untouched wine glass on the table and slowly said:
"In the tenth year of Yuanhong, the late Emperor went on a westward expedition to defeat the Hu people, and I followed him. Five years later, the Hu people were defeated, so I followed General Liao on his southern expedition and stayed in the southwest for five years. Although I did not achieve any military exploits,
But I have also done my best for the country. I still have wounds on my back from the scimitars of the Hu people and arrow wounds from the South Vietnamese savages.
"In the third year of Tianzuo, I returned to my hometown. Because of my meritorious service in the army, I got five acres of fertile land, married a daughter-in-law, and gave birth to a daughter...I am very content and just want my wife and children to spend the rest of my life on the hot kang..."
Veins suddenly popped up on the old man's face, and he said angrily: "The evil young man Liu from Xizhuang fell in love with my daughter and dirty her body. My wife went to Liu's house to ask for an explanation, but the evil young man...actually let his dog bite people,
Give my wife alive..."
At this point, the old man's eyes seemed to spurt blood, while Zhou Shi's face was as cold as iron.
"My daughter also committed suicide by throwing herself into a well. I took a hoe to kill that beast. Who knew that I hadn't held a knife for many years, so I couldn't even beat their servants, and was beaten to death in front of the door...
"Damn it, damn it..."
Zhou Shi frowned and saw black smoke coming out of the old man's body, and the old man's face became more and more distorted.
At the same time, he heard the iron abacus in his hand buzzing.
A series of calculations rushed into his mind, making him dizzy.
"Who can kill that beast for me? Who can avenge my wife and children? Anyone can do it. Anyone..."
"I."
Zhou Shi spit out one word, and the old man's body, trembling with anger, suddenly stiffened.
"You?"
"I."
As he spoke, he took out the iron abacus from behind and placed it on the Eight Immortals table, making a loud "clang" sound.
"Old man, tell me your birthday."
The old man said his birth date suspiciously, and he saw Zhou Yongfang flicking the three fingers of his left hand on the abacus, substituting the old man's birth date into the calculation.
Three times five divides two, four times five makes one.
Life and death are determined by fate, and grudges must be repaid in person.
This is the lifespan algorithm that Iron Abacus just put into his mind, specifically for calculating Yangshou!
"After serving the country for ten years, my wife and daughter all died unjustly, at the age of forty-nine, before the end of my life."
Zhou Shi gently removed the bead representing the result and said:
"I promise you that your human soul will return to the sun for three seconds, so you don't have to look for corpses. Just use these two souls and three souls to seek revenge."
The old man showed an expression of disbelief and stared blankly at his hands, which were gradually showing blood.
"Go, you can walk around the world like this before dawn.
"I have wielded the sword for my country all my life. This time I have to wield the sword for myself a little harder."
The old man folded his hands tightly and said, "Thank you so much, shopkeeper."
"Go quickly."
Zhou Shi watched the old man pass through the closed door of the inn, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
This iron abacus is really powerful...
In the lifespan calculation just now, as long as the person's birth date and horoscope are substituted, the person's yang lifespan can be directly calculated. If the yang lifespan is not exhausted at the time of death, the remainder can be refunded and the dead person can return to yang!
He scratched a few times on the iron abacus casually, and suddenly felt something strange about one of the abacus beads.
He turned the abacus around with two fingers, and suddenly his hand felt heavy and his mind was shaken.
There seemed to be countless crazy black shadows dancing in front of my eyes. When I came back to my senses, there was an extra Fang Zun in my hand.
This square statue is made of bronze, with exquisite patterns and majesty. It can be used as a ritual vessel for worship, or as a wine bottle to drink from.
Is this given to me by Iron Abacus?
Can you get a reward if you settle a dead account?
Goldfinger!
At the same time, information about this Fang Zun poured into Zhou Shi's mind.
The name of this statue is "Hu Gongzun", which was the property of the former General Hu Guogong Zhenyuan, and was also a burial object of Hu Guogong.
Zhou Shi didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This golden finger should have appeared earlier! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been fooled by this old guy and came to be the shopkeeper of this Yinhun Inn...
"Hey, are you sending them away?"
Mr. Mo limped out from behind the door curtain.
Wasn't he going to sleep, why did he wake up so soon? Zhou Shi quickly hid Mr. Hu under his clothes.
"How about it? Is it easy to use the abacus?"
Zhou Shi quietly carried the abacus behind his back, put on "the smiling face of shopkeeper Zhou", and said:
"My boss, Mr. Mo, do you know the origin of this iron abacus?"
Mr. Mo conjured a pipe out of nowhere, took a sip happily, and then said leisurely:
"This iron abacus is a treasure. In the early years, those who worked as shopkeepers at the Yinhun Inn would ask a blacksmith to make an abacus for protection. Only with an iron abacus can the dead be settled."
Dead man's account... Zhou Shi thought thoughtfully, after death, people and money will be lost. Probably only grudges and life span are worth calculating, so can the iron abacus calculate a person's life span?
But... he felt that there was a mystery in what Mr. Mo just said.
"Mr. Mo, you said, 'I worked as a shopkeeper at the Yinhun Inn in my early years.' Is there more than one such inn?"
Mr. Mo crossed his lame legs and sat on the bench behind the counter.
"Haha, boy, wherever there are dead people in the world, there is an inn like this. However, although we call them dead people, it is just that the earth soul among the three souls cannot be dispersed temporarily, and they are not really dead people."
So it's "dead, but not completely dead"...
"Our line of work is extremely special even among the netherworld. The world calls us 'walkers'."
"'Traveler'..."
"That's right. Walking horses on the Huangquan Road and Chuanliu Naihe Bridge. We walking horses can walk between the two worlds and specialize in extraditing the souls wandering in the world. Opening an inn is just one of the forms."
Mo Laoyi raised his head and blew out a puff of smoke that was as rough as his voice.
"It's your boy who has a destiny with our Zouma group, but he didn't get killed by the abacus specially designed by Shopkeeper Zouma."
"Death?" Zhou Shi repeated in surprise.
"The iron abacus is designed to calculate the accounts of the dead. Using it to calculate the accounts of the living is an inversion of yin and yang, which is against the will of heaven and will lead to retribution."
Mr. Mo knocked the cigarette pot on the edge of the cabinet, and then said: "Fortunately, the iron abacus belongs to gold among the five elements, and you lack wood in the five elements. The iron abacus cannot defeat you, but I am afraid that you will not be able to escape the lost yangshou."
Zhou Shi was shocked and quickly picked up the iron abacus and entered it into the calculation of shopkeeper Zhou’s birth date.
Three down and five divided by two, four down and five down to one...
At the last step of the calculation, the bead seemed to be stuck and could not be moved no matter what!
"This..." It shouldn't be. The result is "one", but this bead cannot be moved, so isn't it...
"I'm afraid it's more serious than I thought." Mr. Mo said, "I'm afraid you don't even have one year left."
Only then did Zhou Shi realize that it was not Shopkeeper Zhou who was lucky enough to live to this day. The "Zhou Shi" of this world had already been deprived of his life by the iron abacus when he traveled through time!
That’s why I can travel through time... Could it be that Shopkeeper Zhou used the iron abacus too many times and his life span was not long enough to pay off the debt, so he brought me here with the same name, the same surname and the same birth date?
Calm down, calm down...
Zhou Shi took a few deep breaths and began to think about his situation.
Although the calculation result is less than a year, I won’t die suddenly immediately, there is still time...
Most importantly, I can get rewards from the Iron Abacus!
As long as I calculate enough accounts of dead people, I may be able to find a way to extend my life from the iron abacus.
Mr. Mo seemed a little surprised when he saw Zhou Shi lowering his head in thought.
"You are calmer than I thought."
Zhou Shi raised his head and smiled: "What can I do if I don't calm down? There must be a road to the mountain. Besides, I signed the contract, where can I go?"
Mr. Mo nodded and said: "Yes, you are very suitable for this line of work.
"If nothing else, our lives are tough. Just work hard, and maybe there will be a chance for a turnaround."
As he spoke, he jumped up from the bench and landed on one leg.
"Clean up the front, and you can go and take a rest. Your room is on the left side of the backyard."
Zhou Shi let out a long sigh.
Alas, I wonder what happened to the old soldier.
……
"Come, drink!"
In the Liu Mansion in Xizhuang, several disheveled young people were drinking wine around a table full of delicacies.
"Mr. Liu, keep talking, what happened to the woman later?"
The young man known as Mr. Liu put down his wine bowl, wiped his mouth and said:
"Hehe, that girl is indeed not bad, but it's a pity that she fell into a well, otherwise I would have brought her here to give my brothers a taste. Later, her mother came to the door and was bitten to death by my dogs in the field, as well as her father.
Old Bones, it’s hard to shake the fan, and yet he comes to seek revenge on me, hahaha..."
"Hahaha, Mr. Liu is so powerful!"
"Come, drink! Drink!"
Suddenly, the door was blown open by the wind and hit the wall heavily. The candlesticks in the room were extinguished at the same time.
"What are you doing - come here, light the lamp!"
Mr. Liu felt a little disappointed. He stretched out his hand to grab the meat, but encountered something warm.
"This is..."
After groping for a while, he discovered that the hot and wet thing came out of his abdomen.
"Huh?"
Severe pain hit him, and he realized that what he was holding in his hand was... his own intestines!
"Help! Help..."
Another knife flew and cut his throat, and the cry for help stopped abruptly.
Mr. Liu slowly raised his head from the pool of blood and saw a figure standing like a god.
"Hoo, ho, cough cough cough..."
The figure held a knife in his hand.
The knife fell mercilessly.
……
The best thing about entertaining ghosts is that they don't make any mess at all.
Zhou Shi only rearranged the Eight Immortals table, put away the dishes, and entered the backyard.
There was a small patio in the backyard. He lay down by the well and took a look and found that it was empty.
He shook his head, went straight to his room, bolted the door, and placed the iron abacus and Duke Hu on the table.
I want to see how powerful the rewards given by this iron abacus are...
Just when he touched the cold and rough surface of Hu Gongzun, a memory came to him...