You can’t go out casually at night?!

This is the 21st century, not ancient times. There is still a curfew. I'm afraid it's something shameful!

I was thinking secretly in my mind, and as I walked I casually asked Uncle Erpian if the rule set by the old god had only come into being recently, or if it had always been there.

"It's always been there!"

Uncle Erpian said proudly: "Before following the old immortal, how did we know that this world is so big and there are countless capable people and strangers?

The old immortal has a wide circle of friends, all of whom are hermits and masters. These hermits and masters do not like to deal with the world, otherwise they would not be called masters!

Ever since the reputation of the old god spread, believers from around the area have been coming to us every now and then. The old god is kind and doesn't want to let down their good intentions, so he doesn't stop him. However, it's not convenient for the reclusive masters who come and go, so

There is such a rule that during the day it is the time for pilgrims and believers, and at night they all have to stay in their rooms, and those hermit masters come!"

"This is really... the real person doesn't show his face!"

Lao Bai sighed in admiration and asked: "You also receive these masters here? Do they have good rules?"

He blinked his eyes, and his face was full of interest, just like the curious expression that ordinary people should have when they suddenly hear about gods and ghosts. His acting skills are incredible.

Uncle Erpian did not doubt that he was there, and quite enjoyed Lao Bai's gaze. He said leisurely: "Well, the rules are not too big, but I don't like to talk much, and my behavior is quite weird. I came here to ask for some food.

Be sure to add a plate of sesame oil before eating, then use a small bowl to hold a bowl of yellow rice, put in three sticks of incense and light it, then don’t touch the food, just sit there and start talking to each other, and when the incense is gone, they get up and leave.

They refused to let us touch the food, and told them to throw it out, so as not to contaminate them with worldly atmosphere. They are the guests of the old god, so naturally we can only do as they are told!"

I sneered in my heart, I am afraid that any expert is not a human being!!

Brother Yaozi said that Hecha Mountain is a battleground for military strategists, and the mountain is full of dead people!!

Be it sesame oil or three sticks of incense, these are all offered to the dead.

Fortunately, they didn't eat the food. After eating it, they would find that it had become dregs, tasteless, and no different from chewing wax!

The old immortal in the Immortal Cave probably used it to win over the lonely ghosts in the mountains, but this place has become a place similar to the Yizhuang. In the old days, the Yizhuang was a place where coffins were temporarily housed, and there were many coffins inside.

It is said that the ghost breeders in the early years often operated there to attract the wandering ghosts who could not return home. If they met one or two interesting ones, or those with strong morals, they would immediately take them under their command.

Now that we are entering the mountains, it seems peaceful, but in fact we have already fallen into a ghost nest!

Thinking of this, I smiled and asked again: "Are these masters from the past eating here to give you money?"

"You, a young boy, are telling such lies. They are all guests of the old god. We, a dozen or so families, have relied on the old god to have the good life we ​​have today. How can we accept money from these masters?"

Uncle Erpian flicked his sleeves and saw that I was smiling. As the saying goes, if you don't hit the smiling person with your hand, it would be hard to continue with a dark face, so he softened his tone and said, "Collect money, of course we can't do that."

, but there are exceptions. There was such a person more than half a year ago. He came in the middle of the night. He was still wearing the clothes of the ancient scribes. He walked in with his hands behind his back and said that he heard that there was someone here who was willing to receive homeless people like him.

So he came over and ordered some food and drinks. After I prepared some food for him, because there were so many guests in those days, I was so busy and sleepy that I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I went to take a nap and waited for him to come out.

, the expert had already left and put a wad of money on the table. When I saw the amount, I was shocked, but I didn’t dare to ask for it, so I could only put it away, thinking that this person should be the first person.

When I came back, I didn't know that we were providing it for free, so I just waited for him to meet him again, and then quickly returned it to him.

I put the money on the counter. I didn't even think about it, and I didn't know which unscrupulous customer actually stole the money. When I saw it the next day, I saw that the cabinet was full of dust and the money was gone. I was so angry.

!”

As a devout believer, of course he would not see such a thing. He was so angry that Uncle Erpian kept cursing.

I shook my head and did not argue with this fanatical believer.

It's obvious that it's dead people's money.

When Yang people burn paper money for dead people, the paper will not melt cleanly. If it goes down, it will be fake money and cannot be used. When the real money in the hands of the dead person is in the hands of the living people, at dawn, all kinds of evil tricks will disappear.

Then there will be only a handful of ashes left!

A few of us chatted and asked a few more insinuating questions.

Uncle Erpian didn't hide anything, he told it all.

Their experiences reminded me inexplicably of the old lady behind the house in my hometown. The old lady came from the old society. She had little education and limited knowledge. One day a missionary went there and encouraged the old lady to believe in their Jesus.

, the old lady was a little confused, hesitated for a moment, then raised her chin and asked, "How much does it cost per month to believe in your Jesus' words?" The man's face darkened, and he turned around and left.

She stopped him and told her that her son was working hard, that her family life was difficult, and that she didn't have high requirements. He would give her a few hundred yuan and she would believe anything.

This is a joke from my hometown, but it is also a portrayal of the Chinese people. We do not believe in illusory things. We have our own set of universal values ​​​​left by our ancestors such as loyalty, filial piety, etiquette, justice and shame. It is okay to want us to believe it. Let me give you something real first.

Very rustic and very cute.

Uncle Erpian and the others are probably like this. First, they were impressed by the real things like the nugget gold, and then they saw some of the old god's methods one after another, and now they are convinced.

Rather than saying this is their belief, it is better to say that this is a kind of persuasion. I can't convince them with my red lips and white teeth. After all, they have gained real benefits in the hands of this old god.

For example, there was a family where the husband believed in the old gods but the wife did not. The husband fell ill and went to seek help from the old gods and was cured, but the wife at home was gone.

Of course, Uncle Erpian and the others will not think about what is going on here. They only think that this is the protection that the old god can give them. But these words sound different to my ears. This is a typical life-changing technique. This

The old immortal has some skills, but we don’t know whether he is a butcher or not. However, this place has become a ghost den, and things are much trickier than we thought.

As we talked, we already had a preliminary understanding of the depths of Hecha Mountain.

Entering the hotel, the third aunt had already posed, her plump body put on a pose that she thought was very sexy, and she was ogling Brother Yaozi. Brother Yaozi seemed to be stung and burped twice.

, quietly took a few steps back.

But Third Aunt was eyeing him and refused to talk to us. For the sake of the overall situation, Lao Bai pushed Brother Yaozi out.

There are many price ranges for rooms, including standard rooms, triple rooms, and suites.

The price is a bit staggering...

Sangu introduced it enthusiastically, then quietly pressed Brother Yaozi's hand, and said with a smile that we were old acquaintances, and there was a discount, and it was free of charge.

She said it boldly, and her boldness was probably very satisfying, so she laughed so happily, the flesh on her face surged, and the hair on the big black mole trembled playfully a few times...

Brother Yaozi quickly withdrew his hand as if he was struck by thunder!

The third aunt got angry and slammed the account book on the table. Without mentioning the discount, she made some gestures with her fingers and found out that the only room left was a suite. The price was three thousand yuan a night, which was not a penny.

Zhang Xinya looked at Brother Yao Zi with resentment, her eyes seemed to say - what's wrong if you touch it? It won't fall off! It's a pity that third aunt doesn't like women. If you like women, I will let you see what it means today.

The selfless spirit of sacrificing the small self for the greater self!

Immediately, she paid the bill with a pained look on her face.

The house is on the second floor. The outside of the small building is bright and bright, but the corridor inside is narrow and cramped. The smell of moisture and mold is strong. This is a typical bad feng shui caused by dirty things.

The so-called suite is just a room of 70 to 80 square meters, divided into several rooms, and the bedroom is similar to the toilet...

Zhang Xinya threw her luggage to the ground angrily and cursed so hard that her heart was broken.

"The money is best earned by good men and women, and those who believe in this nameless god are not only good men and women, but also basically have something to ask for. This kind of person... He can live in a pig pen for ten thousand yuan a night!"

"

Lao Bai sat on a plastic stool with his legs crossed, and said quietly: "What do you say about this?"

"Ghost lair!"

Brother Yaozi said angrily: "This thing on Hecha Mountain has a big plan. He wants to recruit many believers. This is to make everyone believe in him. If a ghost has believers, what is that? It's God! Not to mention other things, his way of doing things is quite different.

It is very helpful, and it has also bribed and gathered the lonely ghosts in Hecha Mountain. This is to become a real ghost king!"

"What should we do?"

Zhang Xinya lost her anger and asked, "Is it a hard fight?"

"It's impossible to fight. The butcher brought us here because he was well prepared. To fight forcefully is to crawl into the trap and seek death! Fortunately, Uncle Erpian and the others were deceived by lies and didn't know it.

And we came here during the day, with clear sky and white sun, and those things can only lie dormant. This is equivalent to us taking advantage of a loophole. It is luck, otherwise we will have to look good tonight!"

I sighed: "Ignore it for now, take a rest and take a look at the quality of those things at night. If those things come at this time, I think most likely they are here to deal with us. We will decide what to do then!"
Chapter completed!