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289, let him be a full-fledged ghost

Jiangzhou Jinhua.

Guobei County.

It has been some time since Mrs. Ye came to this small county near the southern suburbs.

Because it is far away from the outskirts of the giant city, close to the territory of the giant demon, and there is no holy land for monks like Lingyin Temple nearby, so it is reasonable that this place is much more chaotic than other areas in Jiangzhou.

The streets are full of desperadoes carrying knives and carrying swords, with vicious eyes. Many of them even committed crimes in other state capitals and fled to Guobei County, a semi-lawless land.

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Not only desperadoes, but also groups of equally arrogant bounty hunters with bounty orders appearing on the streets from time to time.

Many times, bounty hunters and thieves with bounties on their heads just glance at each other and instantly start fighting, with endless clanging sounds.

Although the people around him quickly retreated, they seemed to have been used to this kind of situation for a long time, and there was no trace of surprise on their faces.

When the beating on the other end was over and the corpses were collected, the surrounding vendors returned to their original places and began to hawk their wares as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps because of the proximity to the giant demon territory, the things sold on the streets are very different from those in other towns. There are very few daily necessities, fruits, vegetables and meat. Instead, they are Taoist charms with a superficial exorcism function, Buddhist beads that have been ordained by monks, or

Most of them are swords, guns and sticks.

Mrs. Ye was not surprised, because in relatively peaceful modern times, border areas are much more chaotic than other areas, not to mention that there are no surveillance cameras or real-name systems here, and instead there is an ancient mythical world where monsters are rampant.

Mrs. Ye didn't immediately call on the Dryad Grandma's mountain gate. He had to find out the situation first. After all, this was a fusion world. He didn't know if the Dryad Grandma had anything to rely on for not giving Lingyin Temple face.

I found a simple inn and walked in.

Finding a free table, Mrs. Ye sat down and rubbed her palms on the table. It was still clean, but the criss-crossing old and new knife marks on it once again highlighted the unevenness of this place.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?"

A waiter ran over.

Mrs. Ye said casually: "Just have a bottle of wine and two random dishes."

"Okay~"

The waiter responded and went to the back kitchen to deliver the message.

After a while, a pot of wine of unknown variety and a plate of salt-baked peanuts were delivered to Mrs. Ye's table.

"Sir, there are two more dishes that will be coming soon, please wait a moment."

Ye Tai nodded lightly. After the waiter left, he drank wine and listened to the conversations of the surrounding diners.

"I heard someone died again in the east!"

"Isn't this normal? People die in the north, people die in the south, and people die in the west. When will there be no death here?"

"It's different. I heard it was caused by a monster. Everyone's essence was sucked dry and turned into mummies!"

"I've heard about it too, but the ones who died are all outsiders, because as long as you stay here for a few decades, you know where you can go and where you can't go. Since it's a new baby, it's better to just die.

Let those monsters target us regular guests."

"That's right. It's better for a few foreigners to die than for us to die."

People at each table were still chatting away, and their words were just like chatting after tea, and they never took human life as anything.

"Yo? Sir, come and stay for the night. Ah Gen, help the guest with his luggage."

At this moment, a pretty boy with a wooden suitcase on his back, dressed like a scholar, but looking a little downcast, walked into the inn.

The shopkeeper could see at a glance the tiredness on the man's face and the dust all over his body, so he thought he was here to stay and rest, so he called the waiter and went to take over the guest's luggage.

"No, no, no, boss, I'm not here to stay. I'm the guy sent by Jibaozhai to collect the bills." The scholar explained quickly.

"Collect the bill?" The shopkeeper's voice suddenly changed.

The waiter, who had taken the scholar's wooden luggage with an enthusiastic expression, suddenly changed his expression. He threw the luggage on the ground and turned around to greet other customers.

"Hey, hey, hey! My luggage!"

Seeing this, the scholar quickly stepped forward and picked up his luggage.

Mrs. Ye was naturally attracted to this person.

Isn't this the beginning of the plot of A Chinese Ghost Story? Ning Caichen, a part-time scholar, comes to an inn in Guobei County to collect debts with Jibaozhai's account books.

But he didn't expect that there would be many twists and turns along the way, and there would also be a sudden heavy rain, which would plunge him into the mud, staining the words on the account book into a ball of ink.

really.

When Ning Caichen opened the account book and flipped through it, he was dumbfounded. The accounting records above were completely blurry.

He quickly closed the account book, swallowed, and said: "Boss, can I see your stubs? This is the new rule."

Just like modern times, in ancient times, both parties would have account books to record the transactions.

So if my own account books are gone, I can only collect the accounts from the shopkeeper using their stubs.

But the shopkeeper, who had become a mature man, instantly saw through Ning Caichen's embarrassment. He squinted his eyes and said, "New rules? Show me the account books!"

With that said, he snatched the account book from Ning Caichen's hand.

"Eh? No, I can't look at it, I can't look at it!"

Ning Caichen wanted to rob it, but the shopkeeper had already gone through the blurry ledger.

"What kind of account is this? It's all black and messy. How can I collect the account?"

Ning Caichen said in embarrassment: "The account book is wet. If I can't receive the account, I won't have the money to go back. Please help me."

The shopkeeper stood up and said confidently: "Since you don't have my account in your account book, I don't owe you money, which means you are blackmailing?! Get out! You dare to cheat me, don't you want to live anymore?"

After saying that, he pushed Ning Caichen with his palm and pushed him out of the door.

Ning Caichen staggered, but almost didn't fall down.

"It's from the shopkeeper!"

Suddenly, Mrs. Ye, who had been watching the situation quietly, spoke up. He said: "Forget it, I think this scholar is pitiful. He probably hasn't had a full meal in several days. I still have some food here, so I'd better let him be the one."

You must be so full."

These words made everyone in the inn stunned.

Then they all laughed with weird eyes.

They all spoke:

"Yes, shopkeeper, don't be so cruel."

"If people can't collect the bill, they won't have the money to go back. If they don't have the money to go back, they won't have the money to stay in a hotel. If they don't have the money to stay in a hotel, they can only find a shabby temple to live in. Ahem, anyway.

I don’t want you to contribute any money. This young master has a kind heart, so don’t stop others from showing love~"

Being so close to the boundary of the giant monster's territory, and in a period when monsters are causing trouble, if he stayed in the wild where there was no "popularity", it is conceivable what would happen to this scholar.

There is no way out.

The shopkeeper also reacted and stopped pushing Ning Caichen. He said with a flat mouth: "Go ahead, you have met a kind person. Boy, eat more. There are many dead ghosts in this world, but the most comfortable death is

There are two kinds, the hungry ghost and the romantic ghost, I hope you can run into both."

"What's the matter with ghosts? You Yangdongtu, I still have the title of Tongsheng, and the national energy of the Song Dynasty protects my body. Monsters and ghosts can do anything to me, but I still thank this young master."

At the end of the conversation, Ning Caichen came over with gratitude, sat down at Mrs. Ye's table, and said, "I really haven't had a full meal in several days. Thank you, sir."

After saying that, after receiving approval from Mrs. Ye's eyes, he wolfed down the food.

The smiles of the surrounding diners are getting weirder and weirder.

Someone asked: "Boy, is this your first time back to this world?"

Ning Caichen was eating and said in a straight voice, "Yes, the last one who came to collect the bill was hacked to death on the way."


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