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[001] Yang Hongjun

Do you want to know what happened next? But I don’t know what happened next. To be precise, I don’t know. My name is Wu Jiu, and my surname is quite strange. I am also sixteen years old this year, and I am studying Taoism with my master.

It has been fourteen years. I have been living with my master since I can remember, and he has been very kind to me.

But whenever I asked my master about my parents, he would tell me this story, but he wouldn’t say anything about what happened next. At first, I would feel fresh and ask, but as time went by, I

I didn't bother to ask.

At this time, the sky is gray and the sun is slowly rising from the east. People are slowly starting to walk on the streets of the small county town. Everyone is starting to work hard for a new day.

I got up relatively early today, at six o'clock. The master has to go on a long trip to work today. As mentioned in the previous article, the master is a yin and yang man. As for work, of course it is to catch ghosts. In fact, the master has already made a fortune.

I had been washing my hands for a long time, but instead opened a ghost shop. The ghost shop specializes in the business of dead people, such as shrouds and coffins.

But the town we live in is close to the countryside, and we often encounter dirty things. After thinking about it for a long time, the master finally left the mountain and continued to work as Mr. Yin Yang.

However, the prices charged by the masters are very low. The most they charge is only about a thousand at a time. Some people may say that even a thousand is still low? If you ask this question, you must not understand the current market. Think about it, the scammers outside can easily fool you.

There are tens of thousands, but the master who is old and works hard to slay demons and demons only has a mere thousand.

As soon as I finished cooking, the master came out of the bedroom. Now the master actually has white hair and wrinkles on his forehead, but his face is still very rosy and his eyes are bright and sharp, and he can glare at people.

The type that can scare people.

"Xiao Jiu, my master is going over today and it may take three days to come back. Remember not to take on 'business' casually, got it?" The master sat down and took a few mouthfuls of food and said instructing.

I nodded and said perfunctorily, although I also knew that the master was doing it for my own good and was afraid that I would take on business randomly and encounter serious dirty things and be unable to clean them up. But it’s not like I haven’t learned anything in the past fourteen years.

When it comes to 'small business', I just do what I can do.

The master then warned me for a long time before I went out with a little peace of mind. After watching the master go out, I jumped back to bed excitedly and went to sleep. I was too lazy to wash the dishes. Usually the master stipulates that I must get up at eight o'clock.

Even if you die, you will have to take a legendary lazy nap.

After thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze. I don’t know how long I slept. Anyway, I slept very soundly. I dreamed that there was a lot of money next to me, living in a luxurious villa with my master, and eating...

Big fish and big meat.

"Pah...pah...pah" Suddenly someone was beating the door desperately, and the door panels next to the two doors made an annoying clanging sound!

I continued to cover my head. No matter what, the master was holding me up when the sky fell. I continued to sleep. I had not eaten the bowl of abalone in my dream.

However, the beating sound did not end, but became more and more rapid, and the door also creaked, and it was so loud that it made people fall asleep. If the master came back and saw that the door was smashed, he would probably be angry.

Yes, for the sake of the master's health, I still have to open the door. I suddenly realized that I am really filial.

I got up and put on my shoes, opened the door, and saw someone coming.

"Little brother, Mr. Liu, are you there?" he asked politely. When the person at the door saw the door opened, he calmed down. The person who came looked like he was about forty years old, wearing a suit and combed hair.

It's almost reflective. No matter how you look at it, you feel like a successful businessman.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I thought that I should be looking for the master to do 'business', because people often did this before. But remembering the master's instructions, I returned: "No, my master just went out, what do you want here?"

Something?"

"Then when will Mr. Liu come back? I really have something to do with him."

"What do you have to say to me? I'm Mr. Liu's apprentice. Of course, if it's inconvenient, just come back in three days. My master will come back in three days." After I said that, I was about to close the door. I didn't want to have too many interactions with this person.

Because my master often told me not to have too many interactions with people like them.

When he heard that the master was going out for three days, his face turned a little pale, but he turned to look at me and hesitated.

In his eyes, I was just a 16-year-old brat. The matter seemed serious, and he didn't know whether he should trust me. But in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, let's go in and talk."

I glanced at him and nodded. After he followed me in, I sat on the stool and looked at him, waiting for his next words. He also sat down, paused, and organized.

A little language revealed the source.

The visitor’s name is Yang Hongjun.

It turned out that the cause of the incident was that Yang Hongjun's mother passed away a few days ago. It was normal for people to grow old, sick and die, so Yang Hongjun took it very lightly, and immediately started planning the funeral. But the next night, Yang Hongjun had a dream.

When he got to his mother, his mother told him that he was not dead yet.

Originally, everyone was superstitious, and Yang Hongjun was no exception, so he immediately asked a doctor to check him out the next day, but the result was that he was still dead and had stopped breathing.

"It's not because you're paranoid, it's just a dream." I heard this question in confusion. It's not like this bastard woke me up just because of a dream, your sister.

"No, I haven't finished speaking yet." Yang Hongjun replied.

It turned out that Yang Hongjun also thought that he was paranoid at the time and wanted to bury his mother as soon as possible, but later he never chose an auspicious day, so he delayed.

On the night of the seventh day, Yang Hongjun was sleeping soundly in the early morning when he suddenly heard a noise in the living room. Yang Hongjun thought it was a thief at first, so he got up secretly, opened the door and took a peek into the living room. His mother actually stood up.

Unfortunately, Yang Hongjun thought it was a good thing that his mother was awake, but it was strange because Yang's mother jumped up and down when she walked.

"Your mother has turned into a zombie, right?" I broke out in a cold sweat because I had heard many stories about zombies from my master before, but they were very powerful.

"I felt the same way, but my mother went back to sleep during the next day. I asked around at dawn, and found out that Mr. Liu here was really capable, and I hope he can help me." Yang Hongjun was somewhat agitated.

said fearfully.

This is too bad. The master is not here, but if I go there, I will probably burp my butt immediately, which is not possible.

Seeing me hesitating, Yang Hongjun seemed to understand something and said directly: "As long as this matter can be solved, it doesn't matter how much it costs. Just give me a price."

"...It's not about money..." I scratched my nose and tried to show my indifference to money. Now that I think about it, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, in front of a middle-aged old man who has lived half his life, has lost all his pretense.

None worth mentioning.

After hearing my words, Yang Hongjun smiled, took out a blank check from his arms, and said: "As long as this matter is resolved today, you can fill it out yourself."

"What." Today, I have to go by myself, but I looked at the check in Yang Hongjun's hand, swallowed, and said simply: "Okay, when will I leave?"

"The sooner the better. I'll invite the young master to have a meal later." Yang Hongjun also laughed when he heard that I agreed.

I ran directly to the master's bed and picked up the tools, a mahogany sword, a bottle of black dog blood, copper coins, cow tears, and a few talismans.

Don't look at these things that are badly shown on TV. In fact, these things are the most practical. Take the mahogany sword for example. There is a saying that it is related to Kuafu. According to legend, Kuafu died of hunger and thirst after chasing the sun. Before he died, he put the sword in his hand.

With a throw of his stick, it turned into a peach forest, that is, a peach forest, so that people who follow the sun in future generations can eat sweet and delicious peaches. Because Kuafu has a close connection with the sun, ghosts will be afraid of peach trees. However,

This is a legend. In fact, I don’t know why ghosts are afraid of peach wood. Anyway, the older the peach wood, the stronger its function.

Seeing me take out these things from under the bed, Yang Hongjun felt a little more at ease. He put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Let's go, little brother, let's go get something to eat first."

I nodded and followed him out. It turned out that I didn't notice when I opened the door. There was a Mercedes-Benz SUV parked at the door. Seeing Yang Hongjun get in the car, I also got into the passenger seat.

Then the car drove towards the town.

Our town is relatively remote. Not to mention Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicles, there are very few ordinary Audis. The car quickly stopped in front of Shenyuan Hotel. Yang Hongjun took me in. The guy inside saw that we got off the Mercedes-Benz.

, his attitude was very good, and Yang Hongjun was not stingy. The two of them ordered more than 10 dishes, which made me smack my tongue.

Yang Hongjun looked at my expression and asked me if I didn't like such a dish. I quickly shook my head and said, "No, I just don't eat such a sumptuous meal in a year with the master. Boss Yang, can you wait a minute?"

Pack up the rest of the food, I want to take it back and give it to the master to try too."

The master has been very kind to me. Now that he is old, he still goes out to catch ghosts for my tuition. It is time for me to be filial to him.

"I didn't expect that your child is quite filial. There is no need to pack it. When you come back, the money I will give you will be enough for your master to eat." Yang Hongjun must be a filial person. He also thought of his mother when he heard my words.

."Little brother, what should my mother do, what if she is really a zombie?"

After hearing this, I thought about what my master had told me before: "Zombies are born from bad luck due to the grievances of heaven and earth. Generally speaking, after becoming a zombie, you cannot re-enter reincarnation."

After hearing my words, a trace of tears flashed across Yang Hongjun's face, as if he was telling me, or talking to himself: "Hey, my mother has been very good to me since I was a child. She is delicious."

Leave it all to me and let me study hard. When I was young, I didn’t like to listen to her words..." Yang Hongjun said for five minutes in a daze, almost crying as he spoke.

Suddenly I remembered what my master had told me. Generally speaking, a zombie cannot be considered a zombie until it sucks blood. It can still enter reincarnation, but the prerequisite is that it cannot suck blood.

I thought of this and said it immediately.

When Yang Hongjun heard what I said, he asked with red eyes: "Little brother, are you serious about this?"

"Well, this is what my master told me. Of course it's true. Leave quickly after dinner, in case your mother gets into trouble after sucking blood." I thought for a moment and said.

Then Yang Hongjun and I had something to eat and got on the road immediately. Yang Hongjun didn't know what he thought after hearing what I said. He was driving so fast, and then got on the highway. It turned out that he was from Anlan City next door to us.


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