Chapter 26: Ghost head knife

"Yuhu Square is here, passengers getting off please bring your luggage and items and get off at the back door."
"The next stop, gather the farmers' market, please help sit well."
On the bus 142, Founder frowned all the way, staring at a penny in his hand.
After the matter of the apartment building was over, he discovered that the ten-dollar banknote in his hand had actually turned into a penny coin.
There are legends written in the books of Fox Ghosts, Country Monsters, Monaco ...
There is no money in the underworld.
The real currency in the underworld is Yin virtue.
Yinde is money for ghosts. Ferry, spiritual practice, crossing the bridge, going to reincarnation, bribery, etc., all need to use money to manage.
Yinde money is also known as a penny coin in the sun, not the kind of millions of coins that are burned to the peninsula by the sun, and a hundred million denomination of penny coins. The kind is useless, otherwise the Yincaodifu will have been inflation. It's the Yinde money that has been saved in life.
In fact, the ghosts of the underworld are more secular than secular. The benefits of Yinde are endless. They are more useful than money in the Hades. They can communicate with ghosts and spirits, and practice downwards.
These legends that are too mysterious and mysterious, if in the past, Founder usually passed by with a smile, and did not mind.
But now, the world is throwing a huge rock like Pinghu, and there are strange and drastic changes everywhere. Founder doesn't know whether these legends that have always been passed down are true or false. He also can't see whether the money in his hand is Yinde money or the common money in the sun.
"Forget it, whether it is true or false." Founder put away the penny, and too many things happened this night. Until now, he had no time to sort out the thread.
Founder thought of the cold man in sunglasses who pulled him out of the ghost wall.
Xie Ding, a middle-aged man in the mouth of a cold male with sunglasses, called the head.
Fang Zheng is more concerned about the fact that he collected three strands of gray gas from these two people in less than a minute.
Founder pressed his lips lightly.
Two eyebrows are wrinkled.
This is his habit of concentrating on thinking.
The source of gray gas is only after the killing of ghosts. This has been proved, there is no doubt.
Therefore, the source of gray gas should be related to resentment, evil spirit, ghost spirit, evil spirit ... etc. It's just that Founder hasn't figured out which one belongs to it.
But one thing is for sure!
The ordinary people can't see the gray gas, they can't even use the gray gas!
At present, only he with the human skin scripture can see the gray gas after the ghost's death.
Such a speculation, the key clues have surfaced.
The cold man in sunglasses and the head in his mouth are professionals who are responsible for handling folk spiritual events. When the two killed the ghosts, they were caught in the mysterious things such as resentment, evil spirits, ghost spirits, evil spirits, etc., so he Upon approaching, the human skin scripture immediately responded.
It's just that he hasn't studied it thoroughly. This resentment, ghost spirit ... The haunting, in the end is short-lived, will slowly dissipate on its own; or once wrapped up, it will be a lifetime?
Thinking of this, Founder began to shine his eyes, he felt that he had found a big fat sheep.
If it's really the same as the guess, aren't the cold men in sunglasses just big fat sheep? Every time, he can get a handful of wool.
This is much better than beating life and death.
Well!
Fang Zheng frowned, he thought that the current idea is a bit dangerous.
They are cool men in sunglasses. How can they be civil servants? How can they use fat sheep to describe them?
Actually remembered wanting to poke wool from the civil servant.
This idea is too dangerous.
Well!
Change an adjective so that when the public servants play their residual heat, they will actively shine and heat up! ! To contribute to the construction of socialist core values.
Founder with a boxing palm!
He decided that when the weapon was resolved this time, he immediately began to look for the gathering place of the cold men in sunglasses, where is the city headquarters.
"Jufa Farmer's Market is here. Passengers who get off please bring your luggage and items and get off at the back door."
At this time the bus has also arrived.
Founder was a little curious about Zhang Tufu's identity. At that time, in the crowd outside the apartment building, he glanced at Zhang Tufu's figure.
At that time, Zhang Tufu kept his eyes on the apartment building. Under that special situation at that time, Zhang Tufu seemed to see something.
Obviously has secrets in Zhang Tufu.
In the farmer's market, there are two different scenes during the day and early morning.
During the day, before entering the market gate, there was already a lot of people outside, the voices were loud, and the voices shouted one after another.
with a clear purpose.
Founder went directly to Butcher Zhang's pork stall.
When Fang Zheng arrived, he saw Zhang Tufu's pork stall, standing in front of a Wu Dao bar elementary school monk, a fleshy and fat little boy.
This time Founder specially looked at it a little more carefully. Well, the boy's blaze is like a fire, this time it is a person, not a ghost.
The elementary school monk stood in front of the pork stall and suddenly took off his coat, drawing a lot of circles with a watercolor pen. The elementary school monk pointed at the circle and raised his head and akimbo, said: "Boss! My mother said, she only needs pigs Part of the meat! "
Peat!
So hot eyes!
Founder was dumbfounded.
Discussion: How to make the son buy the meat of various parts of the pig accurately when buying meat! !
Zhang Tufu glanced at Founder lightly, facing the elementary school monk, his face light and gentle.
"Boss, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, my dad said that this circle of meat is also necessary!" The elementary monk finished, and took off his pants on the spot.
Apo!
Founder spitting out an old blood, (; OдO...), Coughing and coughing next to it, do elementary school monks now have such skin?
Butcher Zhang, who had always been light and breezy, finally stopped calm this time.
boom!
Two pounds of multiple thick back-killing pig knives, chopped heavily on a wooden cutting board: "This pig is a female."
Buy good pork, the elementary school monk who has re-dressed and trousers, looked at the square with a squinted look of five bars, "Intellectual disability."
Founder: "..."
Emma! Brother was ridiculed by a poisonous tongue elementary school monk today, and his uncle could not bear it.
Founder squatted down with a smile on his face: "Children, bitten by a bat to become Batman, bitten by a spider to become Spider-Man, cut by thunder is Thor, and green is the Hulk, and pancakes are Pancake Man , Who is the ability to eat the fruit of the devil, so what will become of eating pork? "
Elementary school monk's eyes shined: "Little Pig Page !!"
Fangzheng raised his hand and lifted the head of an elementary school monk, revealing a fascinating smile that the son could teach and said: "It's really a good boy."
Watched the excitement of the elementary school monk ran back home, founder proudly got up, the elementary school monk with a big fart, what is not good to learn, poisonous tongue, hum.
Then Founder returned to Zhang Tufu's pork stall.
Didn't wait for Founder to open, bang, a short knife with a scabbard was thrown by Zhang Tufu on the pork stall.
"Your business, Pharaoh has asked me to talk about it."
"If you want to cut ghosts and ward off evil spirits, this ghost head knife is more suitable for you."
At this time, Zhang Tufu has recovered his expressionless indifference again.