Xu Jia put down his wine glass and looked at the Wen Zou Zou kid in front of him with a smile: "What's wrong? Don't you pretend to be Bai Wuchang?"
The kid hurriedly waved his hand: "I won't pretend anymore, I won't pretend anymore."
Xu Jia slapped the table: "That's right. He's obviously just a brat. Why are you pretending to be Bai Wuchang? Besides, who are you pretending to be? Why are you pretending to be Bai Wuchang? You don't know that Bai Wuchang has been spanked by me. When you see Bai Wuchang,
Am I so scared that I wet my pants?”
ah?
The kid was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Isn't this guy in front of me so powerful? He even beat Bai Wuchang until he peed his pants? Then I'm a piece of shit.
You can crush me to death with just one finger.
Fortunately, I didn't do anything just now, otherwise I would have lost my mind by now.
But then I thought: Could this guy be bragging?
Xu Jia looked at the ghost scholar's uncertain face and revealed his thoughts with one sentence: "Do you think I'm lying to you?"
He flipped his hand and the Bagua Alchemy Furnace appeared out of thin air.
The alchemy furnace was spinning crazily, and the fire was setting fire to the prairie fire.
ah!
The ghost scholar was so frightened that he quickly backed away and covered his eyes: "I believe it, I believe it, master, master, sir, please put away the magic weapon, I'm going to be scorched."
"Haha, do you believe it now?"
Xu Jia pointed at the alchemy furnace and laughed loudly: "You said, I have this thing and spank Bai Wuchang, is there any problem?"
"No problem, absolutely no problem."
"Am I bragging?"
"No, absolutely not."
When the ghost scholar saw the fire in the furnace, he felt extremely uncomfortable. He covered his face and did not dare to open his eyes. This kind of ghost fire can be refined into a pill in minutes.
Xu Jia took back the magical weapon and continued to drink: "You are lucky, and even more fortunate that you are kind-hearted. You just scared me and did not have the intention to kill me. Otherwise, you will definitely become a pill now. Haha, when you meet me,
Do you think you are very lucky?"
"Very good, very good. Thank you sir for not killing me."
The ghost scholar hurriedly bowed to Xu Jia: "Sir, you have great virtues and great virtues. I will remember them in my heart and never forget them for the rest of my life. I am willing to exchange spring water for you..."
Xu Jia frowned: "Don't drop your book bag for me, I can't stand it."
The ghost scholar trembled with fright and nodded hurriedly: "Brother, I am blind and can't see Taishan. I was wrong. I surrender to you."
"That sounds pretty good."
Xu Jia glanced at the ghost scholar up and down and asked: "How old are you? Are you a scholar? Are you good at eight-legged writing?"
The ghost scholar nodded: "I am a candidate in the early Kangxi period. Just whisper, I am Fan Jin."
ah?
Xu Jia was shocked: "Are you the crazy Fan Jin after winning the imperial examination?"
Fan Jin shook his head: "Ashamed, ashamed! I blame the novels of later generations. In fact, how could I be so unbearable? I just went crazy once, it doesn't count, it doesn't count."
Xu Jia became even more interested: "I said Fan Jin, you must be several hundred years old. Tell me, what kind of official position did you end up in? County magistrate? Magistrate or governor?"
Fan Jin was extremely proud: "I became the prefect, and this is a fourth-grade official, and he is also the municipal party committee secretary."
"Not bad!"
Xu Jia clapped and applauded, but then changed the subject: "Then you should die with great glory. How come you are in such a miserable state? It has been hundreds of years and you have not reincarnated?"
The ghost scholar's face was full of depression: "After I was promoted to prefect, I was happy to take office. On the first day of taking office, I was drunk by my colleagues, and we went to the flower house to play together. We exchanged poems on the first boat with the flower house. Unexpectedly, I slipped and fell into the water. From then on, I...
I am separated from my family by yin and yang. Alas, if I think about it carefully, I can’t look back on the past, the moon is hazy, and I feel heartbroken..."
Xu Jia glared: "Don't drop your book bag for me."
"Yes, yes!" The ghost scholar hurriedly stopped: "I regret it, I fucking regret it..."
Xu Jia brought the wine to the ghost scholar: "Come, sit down, I'll treat you to a drink."
"real?"
Fan Jin was very happy, but when he looked at the wine, he was very disappointed: "Brother, this wine is for people to drink, I can't drink it."
Xu Jia's will-o'-the-wisp poured into the wine and smiled slightly at Fan Jin: "You can drink now."
"Thank you, brother. I haven't drank for hundreds of years. This time I want to satisfy my craving." Fan Jin picked up his wine glass and drank heavily.
Xu Jia nodded: "You have a good drinking capacity."
Fan Jin said proudly: "That's necessary. Can you be a magistrate without drinking enough wine?"
Fan Jin drank and talked more: "Brother, I'm really lucky to meet you today. You're so greedy for me. You invited me to drink. I'm so happy. I know that according to the rules, this is beheading.
If you drink alcohol, you will die. However, even if you kill me after drinking alcohol, I will still thank you."
"Why should I kill you?" Xu Jia was very surprised.
"Buy me a drink and you won't kill me?"
Fan Jin was very surprised: "I came here to scare you, brother. If you don't kill me, why are you so kind?"
Xu Jia said: "I have very bad intentions. I don't want to kill you because I want you to help me with something."
Fan Jin was very embarrassed: "What is it? I can't do things for my eldest brother. Master can control everything about me. I don't even dare to do it."
Xu Jia chuckled: "Who is the master? Old Man Yin?"
Fan Jin nodded.
Xu Jia asked back: "Since Old Man Yin is your master, why don't you treat him to a drink?"
"Aww... I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."
Fan Jin cried loudly: "Old man Yin has a bad temper and beats me up when nothing happens. How could he treat me to a drink?"
Xu Jia snorted: "Then you still work for him? You are stupid."
Fan Jin sighed: "I can't help but work for him. My soul card is in his hand and I can't beat him, so I have to admit my defeat. People have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves, and they have to kneel when ghosts are under the eaves!"
The soul card is equivalent to the ghost's ID card.
Without the soul card, the underworld will never accept it, and it is absolutely impossible to reincarnate.
Xu Jia smiled: "You can't beat Old Man Yin?"
Fan Jin whispered: "Old man Yin knows how to live in the yin and can control ghosts. This is the secret skill passed down from the ancestors of the Yin family."
"Heirloom? It sounds a bit powerful." Xu Jia was very curious.
Fan Jin's eyes were full of horror: "After careful calculation, I have been serving the Yin family for hundreds of years. After I fell into the water, I was caught by an ancestor of the Yin family who was a master of the Yin family. He hid my soul card and beat me with it.
The soul whip beat me to death. I had no choice but to leave the remaining treasures among the seven souls in the hands of the ancestor of the Yin family."
"From now on, I have to listen to others' orders. It's really depressing for me, Fan Jin, who is a magistrate, but can't be reincarnated after death. I go east when people ask me to go east, and I dare not chase away dogs when they ask me to do so.
Chicken, let me kill someone, but I dare not..."
Xu Jia was still laughing just now, but suddenly he slammed the table and thundered: "Tell me, have you ever killed anyone?"
Fan Jin was so frightened that his calf cramped: "No, absolutely not. I know that once I kill someone, I will have no chance to be reincarnated in this life, so I never dare to kill you. For example, this time, Old Man Yin asked me to kill you, eldest brother.
, and I just want to scare you..."
Xu Jia chuckled: "Okay, since you haven't killed anyone before, it's easy to handle." (To be continued)