Chapter 31 Only the eminent monk of Xu residence can save me!
After noon, Lu Wujiu put on his usual brown round-necked narrow-sleeved robe, paired with a dark green turban, summoned a few police officers, went to a local wine shop, and started drinking wine with a plate of cooked chicken.
Everyone was talking, laughing, and enjoying themselves.
Lu Wu Jiu also laughed heartily from time to time.
"Hey, doesn't Mr. Lu not drink in front of the office on weekdays?"
"Could it be that something happy happened to you?"
"Hahaha, it must be because of your wife's happy event!"
Lu Wu Jiu drank the strong wine in the bowl and wiped his mouth.
"Noisy, a bunch of turtle grandsons, making a noise, let's go drink your wine!"
After three or four bowls of wine, Lu Wu Jiu was already drunk, his cheeks were red and swaying, and he kept cursing.
Several detectives noticed something was wrong and exchanged glances with each other.
I dare to love Mr. Lu, it’s not that he’s met with a happy event, on the contrary, he’s in a very bad mood!
Things suddenly changed in the county.
The scorching sun in the afternoon was obscured by dark clouds floating in the distance, casting a large shadow that flooded the streets and alleys.
Strong winds blew the banners in front of the wine shops flying, and the dust stirred up, covering people's eyes. The police officers rushed to protect the wine and food in front of them.
Lu Wujiu's cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and he burped.
"belch……"
But the next moment, he felt a chill all over his body and suddenly woke up.
Out of the billowing dust and smoke outside the wine shop, I saw a thin figure walking slowly. He had dark skin, drooped eyebrows, and was dressed in straw. A majestic black strange bird was flying above his head.
Lu Wu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly started: "Chen...Chen Lang?"
Chen Chi, the widower, bent towards Lu Wujiu and crossed his hands, whimpering: "I have met Lu Jun. Someone is in a big disaster. I hope Lu Jun will save my little brother out of past friendship."
There was a strong wind all around, but Chen Chi had clearly walked into the wine shop, but everyone turned a blind eye.
Lu Wujiu was shocked again: "What's going on? Why do you want to seek wealth and kill someone?"
Chen Chi hid his face and cried: "I didn't... To tell you the truth, brother, I was taken by a monster. All the disasters in Wangcai Village were caused by this monster. In the whole county, only the eminent monk in Xu Mansion could do it."
help me."
Lu Fengxiao's expression changed again and again: "Eminent monk of the Xu family? Yichen? Isn't that a liar?"
He went to Xu Mansion with a shy face the day before yesterday, intending to seek help from Yichen.
For the sake of Chen Chi, he, Lu Shenquan, was shameless.
But after hearing what Xu Liang, the former steward of the Xu Mansion, said, he retreated.
In Lu Wujiu's opinion, even if Yichen was an eminent monk, he might be able to retrieve silver from the air, and he would be able to predict the situation before he knew it.
However, Xu Liang said privately that the thunder that sounded over the Xu Mansion overnight was most likely related to Yichen. This is fucking nonsense!
Thunder, the wrath of the gods.
Just like a real dragon that moves clouds and spreads rain.
It is definitely beyond the reach of human beings.
Monk Yichen seduced that stupid fat steward and weaved such a big lie. If he hadn't been a liar, he would have chewed up the wine bowl in front of him and eaten it!
Lu Wu Jiu was about to say these heartfelt words to Chen Chi.
Suddenly, the strange black bird above Chen Chi let out a scream, its empty eyes glowed green, and it began to look down.
Chen Chi's figure was swaying like smoke, his face turned pale, and he stared at the strange bird in horror.
"Brother, save me!"
"Hurry and find the eminent monk of Xu Mansion!"
"Remember! Remember!"
…
"Jun Lu, wake up! Wake up!"
"It's time for someone to go on duty!"
In a daze, Lu Wu Jiu felt someone pushing him from behind.
When he opened his eyes drowsily, he saw several police officers looking at him laughing and joking.
Lu Wu Jiu lay on the table and was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Will the wind blow just now? Dark clouds cover the sun?"
One of the detectives laughed and joked: "Just now there was only Mr. Lu's snoring."
Everyone laughed again.
'It turned out to be just a dream. I thought it was real.'
Lu Wu Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and slapped the catcher on the back of the head: "You are so brave, you dare to laugh at me, you will be the first in line tomorrow!"
As he spoke, he walked out of the wine shop.
The wind blew suddenly outside the street.
Wow!
The blue-gray banners were torn in the wind.
The waiter yelled and ran out of the restaurant, chasing the cloth that was flying far away in the wind.
Lu Wujiu stopped suddenly, stood stunned in the wind, looked at the direction where the cloth was going, and clenched his fists.
The elderly yamen servant who followed behind him patted his shoulder: "Fengxiao, why are you so dazed?"
"No, it's okay."
Lu Wu Jiu forced a smile on his face and walked forward with his head down.
The howling wind lingered in my ears, like the whispers and whispers of ghosts, but mixed with the intermittent familiar voices.
"Brother, save me...save me...save me..."
…
The clouds in the sky are dyed by the glow from the distance.
Under the setting sun, the fire is in full swing.
Zhou Yi was still sitting alone at the red lacquered round table by the window as usual, admiring the sunset in the small garden.
Although the Xu Mansion is peaceful and comfortable, no matter how good the atmosphere is, there will eventually be a day of separation.
"Work hard to return to secular life. Returning to secular life is also to live a new life that is more beautiful, better and more colorful. Come on, bald boy."
The bead curtain at the door swayed, as if being blown by the wind.
Zhou Yi didn't look back and asked: "Did you find out anything?"
The maid Xiangzhu didn't know when she appeared behind her, and looked in the direction of Zhou Yi's gaze.
"Chen Chi is fifteen this year. His youngest son and his elder sisters have all married away from home. There is only one old mother left in the family. Most of the people in Wangcai Village where he lives are people with low-level businesses, and the three generations of his ancestors have all
Working for a widow... Oh, by the way, the beardless catcher has a close relationship with him, and he often helps their mother and son. Other than that, there is nothing special about him."
Zhou Yi still didn't look back: "Didn't you say that he has behaved abnormally recently and frequently bought luxury horses?"
"Horse horse?"
Xiangzhu had long been accustomed to her husband's strange words, so she didn't ask any more questions, and said with a mysterious face: "Later I discovered that not only Chen Chi, but also everyone in the village seemed to have made a fortune overnight."
"Oh? That's strange."
Looking at the monk's profile, which was deep in thought, Xiangzhu gritted her teeth secretly.
Logically speaking, how could she, a little maid, conduct a more detailed investigation in less than a day than the county government arresting the head.
This is obviously a huge flaw.
However, the monk always seemed unaware.
If you think about it with a dog's head, you will know that he clearly knows something, but he doesn't tell or ask, which makes people feel uncomfortable!
"gentlemen……"
Xiangzhu was about to speak when she saw the monk opposite, with red lips and white teeth, raise a slender finger to his lips: "Shh."
Why don't you let others talk about it? Hiss... such a ecstatic posture, damn monk!
The afterglow is extinguished and night falls.
The entire world has completely flipped from the sunny side to the negative side.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The familiar sound of jumping came closer and closer, settling in front of the small building in an instant.
Wuzhang Xuhua knelt down on one knee, looked straight at the monk in the building, kowtowed and said, "A certain monk has come to draw the Mao."
Huamao means clocking in to work.
Ever since the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, the headache has completely caught up with me.
Every time after dusk, when day and night separate, it would jump out of the netherworld and come to Zhou Yi to check in.
Zhou Yi also thought about what kind of job should be assigned to this busy and idle busty boy?
Let it replace the hair-washing girl fragrance beads and help you wash your hair?
Please, if your hair doesn't grow back by then, your head will be gone first.
Send it to work as an undercover agent in a group of ghosts and monsters to play Infernal Affairs?
Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay.
I have all my nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver on it, but I don’t want it to die so early.
So in the past few days, the most common scene in Xu Mansion's leisure garden is:
In the small building, a handsome monk holds a scroll and reads it at night by holding a candle.
Outside the small building, a five-foot-tall bull-headed monster sat on the ground, digging at the toes of its one foot with its sharp claws, shaking its head and listening with great interest.
It was as if I was listening to an eminent monk's sermon, and I felt like I was enlightened and enlightened.
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"Shaotou, do you know Wangcai Village?" Zhou Yi asked outside the building.
Xiangzhu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately pretended to be nonchalant... Oops, why did the monk start talking to himself in the air again!
The five-foot-tall figure sat on the ground, slightly moving his head.
"Of course we know that. That village is sparsely populated, and the people who live there live in homes where corpses are buried and coffins are slaughtered. Most of them are untouchables. Their descendants are not even qualified to participate in the human imperial examination."
Zhou Yi studied Xiaotou's expression: "However, existence is reasonable. There must be any special reason why the villagers have lived here for generations?"
"Existence is reasonable...wonderful!"
Haotou jumped on one foot, stroking his palms and sighing, Master Yichen's quotations were added again.
It hesitated for a moment and whispered: "To be honest with Master, Wangcai Village does hide a big unknown secret."
Zhou Yi's eyes lit up like stars in the night sky: "Say."
Shaotou bowed and said: "With the Master's profound knowledge, he must know that there is a kind of people in this world who have been carrying corpses for generations and have a low status.
But they have another identity that ordinary people don't know - that is, they serve as ghost messengers in the world of the world, assisting the impermanent souls, walking in the underworld, waiting to be dispatched.