Since he was calm, the Eighth Master stopped thinking about it. When he drove the donkey cart to the temple gate, he had already restored his usual slutty smile. He stared at the three of them and shouted: "Look at whatever you see, come over and unload the things for me quickly - I'm old and old. I don't care if I throw the things in your store."

The three people waiting under the tree formed an offensive and defensive alliance in an instant, and they mocked each other: "Look at your virtue!" They still walked over slowly. After walking a few steps, Luo Ernie next to her already trotted over and stuffed two buns into his arms: "Uncle Eight, my sister asked you to take it..."

The newly-baked bun was hot and hot. As soon as it was stuffed, it made Wu Bayue feel busy. He quickly pulled the hem of her clothes and wrapped it in: "Be careful, be hot! Hey, it's so hot..." He shouted that he still stuffed the bun into his mouth and took a bite, and chewed it while breathing in: "Wow, it tastes delicious... comfortable... so hot... very comfortable..."

"Then you eat it," Luo Erni walked to the donkey cart: "Uncle and I first unload the things on the ground, and then divide them..." As soon as we reached out, we were about to untie the rope that covered the rain cloth, we suddenly saw a black-cut forearm behind the donkey cart!

The forearm bent out from under the car board and directly reached into the two wine jars behind... Of course, if you calm down and hear a gentle sound of gurgling.

"Ah!" Erni pulled Wu Bayue's clothes and shouted: "Uncle Eight, Uncle Eight! The stinky Taoist priest is here to steal wine again!"

The thing that was anxious when I heard this was not Wu Bayue, but the fat man Lu who was running a wine shop - the fat man who was not slow and slow, started to scream, shaking his fat all over his body and rushing towards the donkey cart, "Old man Liu, you shameless Taoist priest, don't steal my wine! Put down the wine gourd!"

The dark hand suddenly retracted from the jar and the bottom of the car. Then he saw a gray figure drilling out from under the car board in front of the donkey cart. It rushed into the temple like a gust of wind, and then threw the door over and closed it firmly.

Fatty Lu ran to the donkey cart and caught the person there, so he had to stand on the ground and curse: "Liu Piyun, you shameless Taoist priest! Just say you can steal wine and drink, at least wash your hands? Now your mud-breaking claws are scratching like this in the wine jar, how do we drink..."

He was too anxious to take it and couldn't take it. Fatty Lu stopped and took a deep breath. He spoke again and said, "And you, Old Man Wang, why don't you keep an eye on me? You don't care about it when you get there, right? You forgot to eat steamed buns, right? What should you do if you say you call me this wine?"

"What to do? Cold salmon!" Wu Bayue bulged her cheeks and glanced at her: "You don't know what that guy is used to. When did you buy the goods and don't come and steal a few times? But she was still behind and dragging her back," she rolled her eyes: "It's all my business!"

"Hey!" Fatty Lu was stunned: "I didn't get up early at that time. As you said, I'm still blamed on this?"

"It's a must!" Several people said in unison: "You are stupid!"

"That's it!" As he spoke, a head appeared on the wall of the City God Temple: "I've been waiting for a night now. You haven't seen it for a long time, right? I'm just trying to make money, right? - It's time!" The man was wearing a black robe, which looked good with water cloth, but the oily and sludge on it had been so painted that he couldn't tell his true face. His face and hands were all black and mud, and his hair, which was like a straw nest, was tied around his hair, and a thick fragrance was inserted as a hairpin.

This guy sat on the wall, held a wine gourd and reached out to rub it in his arms, and then took out a mud ball to blow it off in two or three seconds, and it was still fake: "Next time, remember how careful you are. You have to watch everything you do, and don't confuse your nature for small profits..." After a few words, he drank a sip of wine and continued with a calm face: "This time, I have solved your karma for you, what's wrong? Get two side dishes and a pot of wine to thank me?"

"Puff! You are shameless, I only have a jar of wine, so you are embarrassed to say that?" Fatty Lu was so angry: "Old Liu, why did you become a stalemate when you are so old? You are not afraid of losing your master's face?"

The temple prayer Liu Piyun laughed a few times and continued to smile: "You don't have to worry about the face of our family. I lost everything that should be lost decades ago, and I didn't leave any of it. I'm so easy to serve me, just let me go in the jar, and I don't dislike it, right..."

"Okay!" Fatty Lu's eyes turned and laughed: "I'll give you this man. Just rent the house to me next month..." When Old Dao Liu heard this, he slipped in from the wall with a whoosh. His movement was even more slick than a monkey...

Wu Bayue next to him stuffed the last bit of steamed bun into his mouth and slapped Fatty Lu on his shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense! You've tried to ask this guy to save rent, which time can he succeed? He can go to your mountain bridge to set up a fire - come and help me unload the goods, I have something to do..."

She was still talking here, Luo Erni had already started to do it. She reached out to pull the rain cloth and saw a doll wrapped in clothes below. She was stunned at first, and then screamed heart-wrenchingly:

"ah--"

Luo Erni jumped away like a cat, and suddenly felt that her movement was too big. She turned red and pointed at the baby and stuttered: "Yes, there is one, there is a child... Uncle Eight brought back a child... It's nothing, it's just a child..."

"Ah?" When Fatty Lu and the others heard this, they all surrounded each other, stared at each other for a while, and suddenly, Mr. Gou howled in a roar:

"August brought a child back, everyone came out to see--" Suddenly, the entire Chenghuang Temple became lively!

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There are not many shops in Chenghuang Temple, but only eight shops, four on both sides:

The first shop in the left hand is Wang Bayue. Needless to say, the one next to Baye is a coffin shop. The one in charge is Paijiu who just felt the three flowers and tens of thousands of people. He was a strong man in his forties and was born with a strong man in Northeast China. He was very loyal and taciturn. In addition to making coffins, he had any work to do, such as carrying coffins, moving graves, carrying corpses, digging bones... and even saying that he was building graves and carving monuments, he was just busy with the two kilograms of brown rice that he filled his stomach every meal.

However, the work is not rough, Cheng San's skill is really unambiguous. In particular, the condoms and coffins are very well made. The four through-grooves fit the inner and outer coffins. After putting the inner coffin in, the inner coffin was combined and could not be taken out easily.

The third shop in the left hand of the temple is not a store, but it looks more like a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Buddhist temple dedicated to the family. It doesn’t do anything here on weekdays. The only thing the blind boss Cui Deyuan can do is: Going to the underworld in the dark.

There was a thick curtain hanging in the back shop, which easily revealed the gloomy stock. The fourth one was the "Fox Po" who made fortune tellers and phoenixes. The old woman's real name seemed to be "Amber". Unfortunately, no one knew her in this countryside. She has become this name now. But it's okay, Huang Daxian and others are the ones who have attracted nonsense to rural women. The fortune teller shop is the most famous of Queer Mountain City God Temple.

The shop on the right is obviously a bit messy, all with straw sheds outside:

The one-eyed Mr. Gou’s wonton stew shop sells dumplings, wonton stews, eggs, candies, oil gourds, and three cannons. One person is both a boss and a friend, and he is always a worry-free person;

Widow Luo and her sister Luo Erni's mourning shop have all the funeral clothes, shoes and socks, and custom-made birthday robes, pillows, and beddings when they are put into the coffin and soil. No matter how long the person has been dead, the clothes made are fit - how to say, they must be worn comfortably when they die, right?

Wumagan's terrible goods store is next to the widow's shroud shop, which is also part of the ghost market. It sells and buys it. It is all old bottles of ancient books and satin jars. It is hard to tell if there are any ancient things. No one can tell whether there are any ancient things.

Fatty Lu's tavern usually sells some roast chicken, roast goose, bacon, salted fish, and Fenjiu Laobai Dried. Three or five tables placed under the old locust tree outside make the whole hall. The leaves are covered with ashes during the day, but the things sold every day are very fresh. On weekdays, people in the ghost market sit and drink two pots, so they don't choose. They can bring their own dishes, but the table is used casually anyway.

In addition, there are eight stores here in Liu Piyun, and there are ten living people, and the entire ghost market is all!

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Uncle Gou's voice was howling, and the entire ghost market was in trouble. Everyone who should have gone to bed and rested came out of their shop and surrounded the child. But after only one glance, everyone knew the child, and they all remained silent and bowed their heads to help unload the goods, and no one said anything more.

Since the Eighth Master brought this child back, he naturally had plans. Why bother to provoke him without suffering? But this child is a ghost after all, if he opens his mouth and keeps the child...

The matter is too big, no one wants to take this responsibility!

Sudden!

Talk! Talk! Talk! ...

The sound sounded extremely gloomy, as if he was holding a stick and knocking everyone's heart, it was about to knock out the soul of a person!

As the sound appeared, the thick curtain at the door of the cottage was gently lifted open, and a figure slowly appeared.

This man wrapped himself in a black cloth robe, covered with a thick felt blanket, covering her whole body tightly. She was hunched over and almost lay on the ground, with two thick wooden crutches in her hand, and every time she moved, it took the boss's strength!

No matter who sees this person, a chill will inevitably come out of his heart.

However, the group of people seemed to have no feelings, and they ignored them and even turned their heads back. Only Wu Magan frowned and murmured: "Every time I have to do this, do you think you can change a new trick..."

They seem to be commonplace.

I heard the man say gloomyly: "Are you scared? Humph, I'm very brave on weekdays, why did I be scared to this look by a little baby..."

"Hey, of course you said that, you won't..." Fatty Lu retorted halfway, suddenly remembered Jiwei and immediately stopped and changed his words: "...If you don't say anything else, this child's evil deeds will be a disaster. What's wrong, we must take care of it for a long time."

"It's not necessary to discuss something!" Wu Bayue said lightly as she looked like water: "I picked this child up, and of course I will adopt it! It has nothing to do with others, so naturally you don't need to decide whether he will stay or not!" He looked around and his face was rarely solemn: "Fatty Lu, what do you think?"

Although everyone in the ghost market eats this bowl of Yin-Yang rice, it has big and small skills. Wang Bayue has been here the oldest and oldest, and his ability is also hidden among the top of everyone. In addition to the usual hippie temple Zhu Liu Piyun and the Fox Woman, the only difference between everyone and everyone is more than a little bit-

Since he said this, everyone naturally turned their eyes to Fatty Lu. The guy quickly filled his face with a smile: "How about you? I have no objection? I have never said anything about what you decided by your brother, and you don't know!" He paused slightly and said tentatively: "But, brother, you must know that this is a tyrant. It would be bad if you don't disturb you at that time..."

Wu Bayue knew that Fatty Lu was not a bad person, so he said it was really for his own plan. He sighed: "Don't I know how powerful this elixir is? But since I met it, how could I watch him die? Meeting is the will of heaven, so why should I guess what the will of heaven is? Just stay that day to know - at worst, I can exchange my three-life virtue for his happiness in this life!"

Before he finished speaking, someone laughed:

"What a 'big thing'! Old Man Wang, I have to help you with your words alone!" The temple Zhu Lao Liu opened the door in his laughter, holding a black lead ball in his hand and threw it, "Fox, what do you think?"

The fox woman raised her head slightly and smiled gloomyly: "Since Brother Liu has spoken, I will naturally help you!"
Chapter completed!