Chapter 87: Winter clothes

What did he say to him? !
Tang Qin was extremely wronged, feeling that she was even more wronged than that June Feixue. The fastest update for reading novels)
This pair of dog men and women didn't know where they dug out their details, even he didn't know when it was exposed. What is even more annoying is that the two bad guys know everything, and they just don’t say anything. After watching them lively and enjoying themselves, they then pull out the plug-in Jiang family to suppress it... Is there any reason for this? !
The little man was too familiar with Tang Qin's little eyes, and he sighed: "It seems that someone else is pointing?!"
Tang Qin was immediately moved, and her head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice-Brother Zhan, you are wise!
Receiving the little man's inquiring gaze, Yang Yan said, "Commercial secrets."
Feng Xiao nodded: "Ibid!"
With your sister!
"..." Grinding his teeth, the little man knocked on the table: "Forget it, that's it, it's fine anyway."
"Brother Zhan, you are open-minded." Feng Xiao praised. Yang Yan also nodded, and then continued with the question just now: "Then what I just said..."
The little man glanced at Tang Qin, and Tang Qin touched her nose and said consciously: "I asked Brother Yuan to check it out, and then I will have news to share with you."
The business is almost the same here, and the dishes are just brought up, Feng Xiaoxiao has not put down his chopsticks, and the group of drunks next to him has no demeanor to it. Yang Yan lifted his chopsticks for just a second, and only the garlic sprouts were left in front of the pork slices...
Wipe Wipe Wipe!
These beasts!
Yang Yan once again confirmed in anger that he and this group of people would never be in harmony!
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"Thank you for the hospitality today. I will invite you to the restaurant the next day. The second brother cooks delicious food." After drinking and eating, it is almost ten o'clock in the evening. Feng Xiaoxiao and the little man leave... mainly There is really no need to talk to other people. Except for the small ones who are still standing at the whole table, everyone else has been hated by Yang Yan.
Play guessing dice with Tongtianyan? ! Isn't this looking for death...
The little man nodded: "Little Yang is quite good at playing, we must go when we have time."
Yang Yan said, "You believe everything she says?! I do know how to cook, but I don't know how to cook."
The little man laughed and said, "It's okay. We will cut a few catties of braised pork and roast chicken by ourselves, and you can cook a vegetable melon."
"Brother Zhan..." Tang Qinqiqi Ai Ai came up, "Can you lend me some money?!"
The mission failed, and he has no face to stay here anymore. Anyway, there is nothing else to do when he lives. It's better to go back to his city to take a break and soothe his injured heart.
The little man was taken aback. I lowered my head and took out my wallet and looked at him: "No, I only have 20 left after the money I brought. If you don't want to take half of it, you can get a taxi?!"
Tang Qin's heart was broken suddenly.
Yang Yan couldn't stand it and snorted: "Go back and I'll buy a plane ticket for you."
Tang Qin was moved and speechless, and did her own business, but the task was not completed. The assassinated target has to pay for his own money and help him buy a ticket to send him home...what a thing!
The little man patted Yang Yan on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll help him pay back... Xiao Yang is really good, and I will have more time to get together in the future."
Most of the celestial favors are drunk from the wine table. Ever since Yang Yanlu guessed the dice with one hand, the little man had the impression of him that he immediately climbed a few steps. Except for being a little picky, the little man felt that Yang Yan had no other shortcomings, and he was also considered a half-life insider... if there is a chance, there are many places.
The group of people left the stall after saying goodbye. The little guy was about to put the people on his side one by one in the car and send them back. Unexpectedly, the group of beasts would quit, lying on the ground in a daze and refused to go home. Said to change the night show.
The three Feng Xiaoxiao watched the excitement with their arms folded. Tang Qin is willing to help, but it is a pity that he is not familiar with this group of people, and speaks nothing.
The little man thought for a while helplessly. Very experienced in coping, found a wallet from a recent drunk, waved his hand: "A few helpers, I will take them to the nearby bar box to sleep for one night."
"Sleep in the box?!" Feng Xiaoxiaole: "Just stunned and took it away as I said. How uncomfortable sleeping in the box is, and it costs money."
"These gangsters love to make trouble when they get drunk. When they were drunk, they slept like a dead pig. After an hour, they will feel better. It's better than taking drugs." The little man raised his eyebrows: "Rather than let them If you pinch the taxi driver halfway, you might as well lose the box to make them toss... Anyway, when everyone wakes up tomorrow, I will settle accounts with them one by one."
This time, he heard that he had a wealth of experience in fighting with drunks. Yang Yan also raised his lips and smiled. Just about to step forward to help, he was taken aback, and his eyes moved to the side of the street unconsciously...
Feng Xiaoxiao suspiciously glanced at Yang Yan, and then he was also taken aback...
"Meet me again." The little black spirit floated with a holy spirit flag on his face blankly.
If seeing Xiao Hei's ghost form outside the Chenghuang Street area is nothing, then the mighty group of wandering ghosts behind him can't be called spectacular.
Ao Qian coughed fiercely with his fists, and was so choked that he could not even speak.
"This is..." Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Xiao Hei speechlessly, and really didn't know what was going on right now.
Especially depressing is that there is a circle of drunks and a lucky Zhan Xuan next to her. Even if she is so curious, she cannot ask Xiao Hei in detail in front of so many people.
Fortunately, even though Xiao Hei's face is cold, his heart is thin. At a glance, he knows what Feng Xiaoxiao wants to ask. He sternly said, "I just found out. Today is the first day of October in the lunar calendar..."
"……"Seek to explain? !
Feng Xiaoxiao continued to express his doubts with his eyes speechless. The little man moved two people and carried them on his shoulders. He was about to stop the car and cram people inside. After looking back, he found that the few people who were going to help were all stunned on the street, except for Tang Qin. , There is no other helper at all.
"Three, what are you looking at?!" The little man yelled over here.
Feng Xiao turned his head, his eyes widened and horrified to see a group of buns and ghosts who had finally made their way out of Chenghuang Street, crowded around and watched the little man strongly.
"Ah sneeze--" The little man frowned and touched his nose: "It really is near autumn, it's so cold this night..."
Xiao Hei saw that he ran over a few troublemakers without paying attention, and shook his hand in anger, just like those tour guides in tourist attractions who wave flags to prevent people from walking around: "What are you running around?! For a while What if you run too far? Do you still want to go back?!"
Looking at each other, Yang Yan nodded slightly, turned sideways to block the wind, and used to help the little man move his attention. Feng Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to ask Xiaohei: "What the is going on?!"
Xiao Hei smashed the group of ghosts around him into a pile again, counting the ghosts, and was satisfied after he was sure that there were no ghosts who left the team without permission. Then he turned his head: "Before we did not do enough preparations, we didn't know the things in the underworld.... There are three days of the ghost festival in the country, two of which are the Qingming Festival on April 15th and the Mid-Year Festival in July and a half. , There is another relatively remote, which is the Winter Clothes Festival on the first day of October."
The status of the Ghost Festival in the underworld is almost equivalent to the Spring Break, National Day and Labor Day on earth. In these three ghost festivals, the gate of ghosts is opened. At night, the city is the heaviest, so ghosts can also be free to be outside. Wandering.
The function of Chenghuang was originally enough to govern a street, but in these three days, there were attribute plug-in bonuses, and even the scope of activities with ghosts has become larger...Xiaohei and Chenghuang are both new officials. I don't know there is a saying that there is a Winter Clothes Festival on the first day of October, and the group of ghosts actually don't know, but they can't stand their sensitivity to Yin Qi.
When the night fell before, the group of ghosts began to feel a little bit, and then the deeper the night, everyone felt that their spiritual state followed the better, and finally some ghosts couldn’t help stepping out of Chenghuang Street. Surprised to find that there was no previous one. Geographical restrictions...So the next group of ghosts rioted to find Xiaohei and Chenghuang, and then Du Niang, and then the Winter Clothes Festival was advertised, and the group of ghosts strongly requested that they be organized to travel on the street during this legal holiday...
Such and such, in the end it became the situation that Feng Xiaoxiao saw.
Xiao Hei is obviously dissatisfied with having to work overtime at night. His expression hasn't been eased since just now: "My husband is afraid that these ghosts will go away, in case he can't go back when he wanders outside, or he does it accidentally. What's wrong, maybe it will hurt our merit... There is no way, only to take this bunch of out for a stroll."
Walk around... the night market? !
Feng Xiaoxiao really has no words.
The little black eyes glanced at Tang Qin, "You'd better watch him tightly...Don't go out indiscriminately these days, I'm not sure if there will be more powerful in the few days after this winter festival. A ghost can leave Chenghuang Street."
Feng Xiaoxiao looked back, Tang Qin was discussing with the little man to go to the bar ~EbookFREE.me~ Firstly, he helped Zhan brother take care of the drunk, lest he was too busy alone. Secondly, I guess it’s a bit private and want to chat with people, for example, what internal secrets are on the rivers and lakes...
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and turned back: "I will try my best."
Ao Qian listened to him for a long time, and probably understood the current situation, think about putting a smile on his head and beckoning to Tang Qin: "Xiao Tang?! We should go back, help put people in the car and come back soon." Pause, and seriously advise the little man: "You guys go home too, don't go to the bar, I heard that there have been continuous heavy rains in the last few days, don't get caught cold tomorrow."
The little guy laughed: "What are you kidding me? The weather forecast says it will be fine these days... uh..."
Before the little man had finished speaking, a cold drop of water hit the tip of his nose.
Then the raindrops changed from sparse to dense, less than a minute, and it soon began to fall, and it instantly turned into heavy rain...
"Look, it's raining." Ao Qian looked back innocently.
"..."