Chapter 1030
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I looked at the little fat man and asked, "Hey, man, how are you..." The last dead word stuck in my throat and didn't say it.
I thought about it, or changed the word: "why don't you have it?" After all, ghosts are very sensitive to the word "death".
The little fat man took a puff of smoke and swallowed the smoke in his throat. The ghost's throat was transparent. He could see the smoke turn around in his throat and spit it out.
"Alas, I was distracted when I crossed the road to watch my mobile phone brush my friend's circle, but I was hit by a car..." Said the little fat man.
When I heard it, I coughed.
Now there are too many bow headed people. They are still immersed in the world of mobile phones when they go where they see the mobile phones and sometimes when the danger comes. The little fat man is sad enough.
I talked with little fat people, from friends to jobs, from jobs to Fengdu ghost town. I asked it if I saw Jobs below.
The little fat man shook his head and said no. It said with a smile that if there were any, it was estimated that all the people in the prefecture had used Apple 8.
I asked the little fat man why did the chicken crow, and he didn't go back to the underworld?
The little fat man asked for another cigarette and said to me that it belonged to the horizontal ghost, and could not enter the underworld. He could only sleep in the grave when the sun rose.
With that, the little fat man yawned: "sorry, I'm so sleepy that I'm going home..."
Then its figure becomes more and more empty, and finally it becomes a wisp of white smoke, which disappears.
I waved to the little fat man to say goodbye.
The work and rest time of ghost is the opposite of that of human. During the day, human have to work, and at night, human will rest. However, ghost is the opposite. During the day, they rest and come out at night for various activities.
After a night of cold wind, my head was clear. I thought there might be a war tonight. I immediately took a taxi back to the store to prepare materials!
When I opened the shop, Yin Yueyue was still awake, walking around the living room. Because the night did not sleep, a pair of eyes boil red, it seems particularly painful.
"Husband, you are back at last." As soon as Yin Xinyue saw me coming back, he rushed into my arms: "how can I come back now? Don't answer your cell phone, I'm afraid I'm dead... "
I rubbed Yin Xinyue's head: "the mobile phone has no power, and it's turned off automatically."
Yin Xinyue wants to ask me what else. I waved and said that I should keep my energy up, or we will die tonight.
Maybe it's because the burden is too heavy. In a short time, I fell asleep.
In my sleep, I dream of countless things flying in front of my eyes. There are salt, black dog blood, red chopsticks and talismans, and the horrible faces of countless ghosts All of a sudden, a voice in my head kept shouting, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you.".
I could not help but cry out when I sat up in a cold sweat.
In the moment when I sit up, I instinctively draw out the double blades of beheading ghosts and gods beside my pillow and look around cautiously. I found that there was no Yin Qi, so I put my heart down. Damn, I thought that Yin spirit was strong enough to attack me in my sleep.
The bedroom door clicked open.
Yin crescent ran in anxiously: "husband, what's the matter with you?"
I smiled and said, "it's OK. I have nightmares..."
Yin Xinyue looked at me painfully and took out a tissue to wipe off the cold sweat on my forehead: "honey, let's leave it alone, shall we? If we go abroad overnight, I don't believe that the spirit can find another country. "
I shaved off Yin Xinyue's nose: "little fool, the spirit has no borders, and the spirit has come up with us, no matter where we go, it will find us. Besides, it's about elder sister and elder brother Deng. We can't harm consumers. "
Yin Xinyue was amused by my words: "consumers? Are sister Guan and brother Deng consumers? "
I nodded solemnly: "yes, it's not the consumers who spend money to buy peace."
In such a disturbance, my sleep was gone. I just got up and took a bath. Yin Yueyue made me a cup of tea and cooked me a bowl of egg noodles.
I drink tea and eat the love egg noodles cooked by my wife. I sincerely hope that if the life can be so peaceful and comfortable forever, it will be so good.
Just after this idea passed my brain, I immediately shook my head, and don't think about the impossible. Yin merchants are doomed to ups and downs in their lives. Once they step into this circle, they can't live an ordinary life.
Yin Xinyue said to me with her bag and car key that there is no rice in the store. She is going to the supermarket to buy some rice.
I said hello. After Yin Xinyue went out, I felt a little uncomfortable. I don't know if I can survive tonight, what rice does Yin Xinyue buy, and whether we have that life to eat?
Suddenly, a clear noun appeared in my mind.
Yes! Grave head meters.
I remember that T-shirt man once told me that grave head rice has the function of isolating Yang, which is much better than the ordinary sun shading talisman. If I can find the grave head rice, cut off the masculinity of everyone, and match it with the ghost and God cutting twin swords, I may be able to escape tonight.Think about it and do it. I immediately called sister Guan and asked her to go to find grave head rice with me.
Sister Guan promised repeatedly on the phone that she would drive to pick me up.
In a short time, sister Guan arrived downstairs. I calculated the time and distance. My dear, she must have come here at a speed of 100 mph. It's a bit thrilling to think about that picture!
As soon as I got on the bus, sister Guan immediately turned around and drove all the way to the cemetery in the suburb.
It has been more than two months since the Qingming Festival, and there is still a period of time before the ghost festival in July and half. I don't know if I can find the grave head rice? But now we can only have a try.
The cemetery in the area is very large. Sister Guan and I work together and look for it in one direction. I'm looking south, sister Guan is looking north.
In the old society, there were four kinds of things used for worshiping ancestors, that is, Styx, incense, paper binding and grave head rice. Grave head rice is the rice that is often eaten in the family. It's better to fill the small bowl used by the dead, pile it into a hill shape, put it in front of the tomb, and put three incense sticks on it, so as to show the sincerity of later generations.
But now the graveyard has been cleaned by specially assigned persons. Many of the tombs are clean. Occasionally, some things are put in front of them. They are only burnt censers and paper sticks. Where is the grave head rice?
I found more than 100 tombs and still got nothing. I'm ready to give up. Pick up the mobile phone, hold the last hope and ask sister Guan if she can find it?
As a result, sister Guan's voice on the other end of the phone was very sad.
Alas! I sighed softly. Without the gravehead rice, the final battle tonight will be much less. Is it fate that I should find Zhang Jiulin?
Suddenly, a roar came from a grave beside me: "who the fuck is sighing outside, bothering me to sleep."
This is the voice of ghosts. Since my spiritual strength has been improved, my ears are very sensitive. I can hear the wind and grass of ghosts within 100 meters.
I rushed to the source of the voice lightly said: "sorry, I'm sorry."
Ghosts are very stingy. Although I see one of them killed, I'd better not make trouble.
The voice suddenly said, "listen to your voice. It's very familiar!"
I thought, no? Although I Zhang Jiulin is well-known in the Yin circle, I have never made friends with ghosts.
I looked up curiously and found that the picture on the tombstone opposite was the little fat man Flathead who smoked with me in the park last night.
"Why, it's you. Why are you here?" Because it's daytime, the little fat man can't come out, so he can only chat with me in the grave.
I think that since little fat man lives here all the year round, he must know everything about the situation here. Which grave has a head of rice in front of it. Don't you just ask him?
Sure enough, the little fat man soon replied, "walk from my tomb to the 50th tomb on the right. There is a grave head rice in front of the old man's tomb. I went there to eat the day before yesterday, but the old man scolded me."
I quickly thanked him and looked for the direction that the little fat man said. Soon I found a bowl of grave head rice under the tombstone of an old man. The rice was piled into a hill with three unfinished sandalwood sticks.
I quickly bowed to the tombstone and said, "old man, I have a problem today. I want to borrow your head rice for use! If you like, please accept three pillars of incense. "
Then he lit the three unfinished sandalwood sticks, and saw that the three sticks rose at the same time and floated to the direction of the tombstone. I was overjoyed, which means that the old man agreed to my request, and he would like to borrow my grave head rice.
I took out the plastic bag and poured the rice in.
After installing the tomb, I said to the tombstone, "thank you very much, old man. If I can survive tonight, there will be a thank you in the future!"
With grave head rice, I called sister Guan and said I found it. Sister Guan jumped up happily and asked if it would be OK?
Look at sister Guan's happy appearance, I dare not tell her the truth, just nodded.
Passing by the little fat man's grave, the little fat man stopped me and told me not to forget to leave a pack of cigarettes for him.
I remember that this kid didn't do anything bad, and helped me find the grave head rice. I should have thanked him, so I put the remaining package of Yuxi in front of the grave and left a lighter.
I think of the words of the spirit, not a let go! If the four of us are scattered, it's easy for the spirit to enter and break each one. Then I will be passive.
Thinking of this, I called Yin Xinyue and told her to bring my travel bag that I usually carry on my back to Guan's house.
Yin Xinyue is silent for a long time on the phone, and finally sighs and says hello.
I know Yin Xinyue's worries, but as long as it's something I decide, Yin Xinyue will support me even if he doesn't agree. Unlike Pockmarked Li's ex-wife, such as snow, in addition to noisy is playing with temper.
I respect Yin Xinyue!
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I looked at the little fat man and asked, "Hey, man, how are you..." The last dead word stuck in my throat and didn't say it.
I thought about it, or changed the word: "why don't you have it?" After all, ghosts are very sensitive to the word "death".
The little fat man took a puff of smoke and swallowed the smoke in his throat. The ghost's throat was transparent. He could see the smoke turn around in his throat and spit it out.
"Alas, I was distracted when I crossed the road to watch my mobile phone brush my friend's circle, but I was hit by a car..." Said the little fat man.
When I heard it, I coughed.
Now there are too many bow headed people. They are still immersed in the world of mobile phones when they go where they see the mobile phones and sometimes when the danger comes. The little fat man is sad enough.
I talked with little fat people, from friends to jobs, from jobs to Fengdu ghost town. I asked it if I saw Jobs below.
The little fat man shook his head and said no. It said with a smile that if there were any, it was estimated that all the people in the prefecture had used Apple 8.
I asked the little fat man why did the chicken crow, and he didn't go back to the underworld?
The little fat man asked for another cigarette and said to me that it belonged to the horizontal ghost, and could not enter the underworld. He could only sleep in the grave when the sun rose.
With that, the little fat man yawned: "sorry, I'm so sleepy that I'm going home..."
Then its figure becomes more and more empty, and finally it becomes a wisp of white smoke, which disappears.
I waved to the little fat man to say goodbye.
The work and rest time of ghost is the opposite of that of human. During the day, human have to work, and at night, human will rest. However, ghost is the opposite. During the day, they rest and come out at night for various activities.
After a night of cold wind, my head was clear. I thought there might be a war tonight. I immediately took a taxi back to the store to prepare materials!
When I opened the shop, Yin Yueyue was still awake, walking around the living room. Because the night did not sleep, a pair of eyes boil red, it seems particularly painful.
"Husband, you are back at last." As soon as Yin Xinyue saw me coming back, he rushed into my arms: "how can I come back now? Don't answer your cell phone, I'm afraid I'm dead... "
I rubbed Yin Xinyue's head: "the mobile phone has no power, and it's turned off automatically."
Yin Xinyue wants to ask me what else. I waved and said that I should keep my energy up, or we will die tonight.
Maybe it's because the burden is too heavy. In a short time, I fell asleep.
In my sleep, I dream of countless things flying in front of my eyes. There are salt, black dog blood, red chopsticks and talismans, and the horrible faces of countless ghosts All of a sudden, a voice in my head kept shouting, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you.".
I could not help but cry out when I sat up in a cold sweat.
In the moment when I sit up, I instinctively draw out the double blades of beheading ghosts and gods beside my pillow and look around cautiously. I found that there was no Yin Qi, so I put my heart down. Damn, I thought that Yin spirit was strong enough to attack me in my sleep.
The bedroom door clicked open.
Yin crescent ran in anxiously: "husband, what's the matter with you?"
I smiled and said, "it's OK. I have nightmares..."
Yin Xinyue looked at me painfully and took out a tissue to wipe off the cold sweat on my forehead: "honey, let's leave it alone, shall we? If we go abroad overnight, I don't believe that the spirit can find another country. "
I shaved off Yin Xinyue's nose: "little fool, the spirit has no borders, and the spirit has come up with us, no matter where we go, it will find us. Besides, it's about elder sister and elder brother Deng. We can't harm consumers. "
Yin Xinyue was amused by my words: "consumers? Are sister Guan and brother Deng consumers? "
I nodded solemnly: "yes, it's not the consumers who spend money to buy peace."
In such a disturbance, my sleep was gone. I just got up and took a bath. Yin Yueyue made me a cup of tea and cooked me a bowl of egg noodles.
I drink tea and eat the love egg noodles cooked by my wife. I sincerely hope that if the life can be so peaceful and comfortable forever, it will be so good.
Just after this idea passed my brain, I immediately shook my head, and don't think about the impossible. Yin merchants are doomed to ups and downs in their lives. Once they step into this circle, they can't live an ordinary life.
Yin Xinyue said to me with her bag and car key that there is no rice in the store. She is going to the supermarket to buy some rice.
I said hello. After Yin Xinyue went out, I felt a little uncomfortable. I don't know if I can survive tonight, what rice does Yin Xinyue buy, and whether we have that life to eat?
Suddenly, a clear noun appeared in my mind.
Yes! Grave head meters.
I remember that T-shirt man once told me that grave head rice has the function of isolating Yang, which is much better than the ordinary sun shading talisman. If I can find the grave head rice, cut off the masculinity of everyone, and match it with the ghost and God cutting twin swords, I may be able to escape tonight.Think about it and do it. I immediately called sister Guan and asked her to go to find grave head rice with me.
Sister Guan promised repeatedly on the phone that she would drive to pick me up.
In a short time, sister Guan arrived downstairs. I calculated the time and distance. My dear, she must have come here at a speed of 100 mph. It's a bit thrilling to think about that picture!
As soon as I got on the bus, sister Guan immediately turned around and drove all the way to the cemetery in the suburb.
It has been more than two months since the Qingming Festival, and there is still a period of time before the ghost festival in July and half. I don't know if I can find the grave head rice? But now we can only have a try.
The cemetery in the area is very large. Sister Guan and I work together and look for it in one direction. I'm looking south, sister Guan is looking north.
In the old society, there were four kinds of things used for worshiping ancestors, that is, Styx, incense, paper binding and grave head rice. Grave head rice is the rice that is often eaten in the family. It's better to fill the small bowl used by the dead, pile it into a hill shape, put it in front of the tomb, and put three incense sticks on it, so as to show the sincerity of later generations.
But now the graveyard has been cleaned by specially assigned persons. Many of the tombs are clean. Occasionally, some things are put in front of them. They are only burnt censers and paper sticks. Where is the grave head rice?
I found more than 100 tombs and still got nothing. I'm ready to give up. Pick up the mobile phone, hold the last hope and ask sister Guan if she can find it?
As a result, sister Guan's voice on the other end of the phone was very sad.
Alas! I sighed softly. Without the gravehead rice, the final battle tonight will be much less. Is it fate that I should find Zhang Jiulin?
Suddenly, a roar came from a grave beside me: "who the fuck is sighing outside, bothering me to sleep."
This is the voice of ghosts. Since my spiritual strength has been improved, my ears are very sensitive. I can hear the wind and grass of ghosts within 100 meters.
I rushed to the source of the voice lightly said: "sorry, I'm sorry."
Ghosts are very stingy. Although I see one of them killed, I'd better not make trouble.
The voice suddenly said, "listen to your voice. It's very familiar!"
I thought, no? Although I Zhang Jiulin is well-known in the Yin circle, I have never made friends with ghosts.
I looked up curiously and found that the picture on the tombstone opposite was the little fat man Flathead who smoked with me in the park last night.
"Why, it's you. Why are you here?" Because it's daytime, the little fat man can't come out, so he can only chat with me in the grave.
I think that since little fat man lives here all the year round, he must know everything about the situation here. Which grave has a head of rice in front of it. Don't you just ask him?
Sure enough, the little fat man soon replied, "walk from my tomb to the 50th tomb on the right. There is a grave head rice in front of the old man's tomb. I went there to eat the day before yesterday, but the old man scolded me."
I quickly thanked him and looked for the direction that the little fat man said. Soon I found a bowl of grave head rice under the tombstone of an old man. The rice was piled into a hill with three unfinished sandalwood sticks.
I quickly bowed to the tombstone and said, "old man, I have a problem today. I want to borrow your head rice for use! If you like, please accept three pillars of incense. "
Then he lit the three unfinished sandalwood sticks, and saw that the three sticks rose at the same time and floated to the direction of the tombstone. I was overjoyed, which means that the old man agreed to my request, and he would like to borrow my grave head rice.
I took out the plastic bag and poured the rice in.
After installing the tomb, I said to the tombstone, "thank you very much, old man. If I can survive tonight, there will be a thank you in the future!"
With grave head rice, I called sister Guan and said I found it. Sister Guan jumped up happily and asked if it would be OK?
Look at sister Guan's happy appearance, I dare not tell her the truth, just nodded.
Passing by the little fat man's grave, the little fat man stopped me and told me not to forget to leave a pack of cigarettes for him.
I remember that this kid didn't do anything bad, and helped me find the grave head rice. I should have thanked him, so I put the remaining package of Yuxi in front of the grave and left a lighter.
I think of the words of the spirit, not a let go! If the four of us are scattered, it's easy for the spirit to enter and break each one. Then I will be passive.
Thinking of this, I called Yin Xinyue and told her to bring my travel bag that I usually carry on my back to Guan's house.
Yin Xinyue is silent for a long time on the phone, and finally sighs and says hello.
I know Yin Xinyue's worries, but as long as it's something I decide, Yin Xinyue will support me even if he doesn't agree. Unlike Pockmarked Li's ex-wife, such as snow, in addition to noisy is playing with temper.
I respect Yin Xinyue!
I looked at the little fat man and asked, "Hey, man, how are you..." The last dead word stuck in my throat and didn't say it. I thought about it, or changed the word: "why don't you have it?" After all, ghosts are very sensitive to the word "death". The little fat man took a puff of smoke and swallowed the smoke in his throat. The ghost's throat was transparent. He could see the smoke turn around in his throat and spit it out. "Alas, I was distracted when I crossed the road to watch my mobile phone brush my friend's circle, but I was hit by a car..." Said the little fat man. When I heard it, I coughed. Now there are too many bow headed people. They are still immersed in the world of mobile phones when they go where they see the mobile phones and sometimes when the danger comes. The little fat man is sad enough. I talked with little fat people, from friends to jobs, from jobs to Fengdu ghost town. I asked it if I saw Jobs below. The little fat man shook his head and said no. It said with a smile that if there were any, it was estimated that all the people in the prefecture had used Apple 8. I asked the little fat man why did the chicken crow, and he didn't go back to the underworld? The little fat man asked for another cigarette and said to me that it belonged to the horizontal ghost, and could not enter the underworld. He could only sleep in the grave when the sun rose. With that, the little fat man yawned: "sorry, I'm so sleepy that I'm going home..." Then its figure becomes more and more empty, and finally it becomes a wisp of white smoke, which disappears. I waved to the little fat man to say goodbye. The work and rest time of ghost is the opposite of that of human. During the day, human have to work, and at night, human will rest. However, ghost is the opposite. During the day, they rest and come out at night for various activities. After a night of cold wind, my head was clear. I thought there might be a war tonight. I immediately took a taxi back to the store to prepare materials! When I opened the shop, Yin Yueyue was still awake, walking around the living room. Because the night did not sleep, a pair of eyes boil red, it seems particularly painful. "Husband, you are back at last." As soon as Yin Xinyue saw me coming back, he rushed into my arms: "how can I come back now? Don't answer your cell phone, I'm afraid I'm dead... " I rubbed Yin Xinyue's head: "the mobile phone has no power, and it's turned off automatically." Yin Xinyue wants to ask me what else. I waved and said that I should keep my energy up, or we will die tonight. Maybe it's because the burden is too heavy. In a short time, I fell asleep. In my sleep, I dream of countless things flying in front of my eyes. There are salt, black dog blood, red chopsticks and talismans, and the horrible faces of countless ghosts All of a sudden, a voice in my head kept shouting, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you.". I could not help but cry out when I sat up in a cold sweat. In the moment when I sit up, I instinctively draw out the double blades of beheading ghosts and gods beside my pillow and look around cautiously. I found that there was no Yin Qi, so I put my heart down. Damn, I thought that Yin spirit was strong enough to attack me in my sleep. The bedroom door clicked open. Yin crescent ran in anxiously: "husband, what's the matter with you?" I smiled and said, "it's OK. I have nightmares..." Yin Xinyue looked at me painfully and took out a tissue to wipe off the cold sweat on my forehead: "honey, let's leave it alone, shall we? If we go abroad overnight, I don't believe that the spirit can find another country. " I shaved off Yin Xinyue's nose: "little fool, the spirit has no borders, and the spirit has come up with us, no matter where we go, it will find us. Besides, it's about elder sister and elder brother Deng. We can't harm consumers. " Yin Xinyue was amused by my words: "consumers? Are sister Guan and brother Deng consumers? " I nodded solemnly: "yes, it's not the consumers who spend money to buy peace." In such a disturbance, my sleep was gone. I just got up and took a bath. Yin Yueyue made me a cup of tea and cooked me a bowl of egg noodles. I drink tea and eat the love egg noodles cooked by my wife. I sincerely hope that if the life can be so peaceful and comfortable forever, it will be so good. Just after this idea passed my brain, I immediately shook my head, and don't think about the impossible. Yin merchants are doomed to ups and downs in their lives. Once they step into this circle, they can't live an ordinary life. Yin Xinyue said to me with her bag and car key that there is no rice in the store. She is going to the supermarket to buy some rice. I said hello. After Yin Xinyue went out, I felt a little uncomfortable. I don't know if I can survive tonight, what rice does Yin Xinyue buy, and whether we have that life to eat? Suddenly, a clear noun appeared in my mind. Yes! Grave head meters. I remember that T-shirt man once told me that grave head rice has the function of isolating Yang, which is much better than the ordinary sun shading talisman. If I can find the grave head rice, cut off the masculinity of everyone, and match it with the ghost and God cutting twin swords, I may be able to escape tonight.Think about it and do it. I immediately called sister Guan and asked her to go to find grave head rice with me. Sister Guan promised repeatedly on the phone that she would drive to pick me up. In a short time, sister Guan arrived downstairs. I calculated the time and distance. My dear, she must have come here at a speed of 100 mph. It's a bit thrilling to think about that picture! As soon as I got on the bus, sister Guan immediately turned around and drove all the way to the cemetery in the suburb. It has been more than two months since the Qingming Festival, and there is still a period of time before the ghost festival in July and half. I don't know if I can find the grave head rice? But now we can only have a try. The cemetery in the area is very large. Sister Guan and I work together and look for it in one direction. I'm looking south, sister Guan is looking north. In the old society, there were four kinds of things used for worshiping ancestors, that is, Styx, incense, paper binding and grave head rice. Grave head rice is the rice that is often eaten in the family. It's better to fill the small bowl used by the dead, pile it into a hill shape, put it in front of the tomb, and put three incense sticks on it, so as to show the sincerity of later generations. But now the graveyard has been cleaned by specially assigned persons. Many of the tombs are clean. Occasionally, some things are put in front of them. They are only burnt censers and paper sticks. Where is the grave head rice? I found more than 100 tombs and still got nothing. I'm ready to give up. Pick up the mobile phone, hold the last hope and ask sister Guan if she can find it? As a result, sister Guan's voice on the other end of the phone was very sad. Alas! I sighed softly. Without the gravehead rice, the final battle tonight will be much less. Is it fate that I should find Zhang Jiulin? Suddenly, a roar came from a grave beside me: "who the fuck is sighing outside, bothering me to sleep." This is the voice of ghosts. Since my spiritual strength has been improved, my ears are very sensitive. I can hear the wind and grass of ghosts within 100 meters. I rushed to the source of the voice lightly said: "sorry, I'm sorry." Ghosts are very stingy. Although I see one of them killed, I'd better not make trouble. The voice suddenly said, "listen to your voice. It's very familiar!" I thought, no? Although I Zhang Jiulin is well-known in the Yin circle, I have never made friends with ghosts. I looked up curiously and found that the picture on the tombstone opposite was the little fat man Flathead who smoked with me in the park last night. "Why, it's you. Why are you here?" Because it's daytime, the little fat man can't come out, so he can only chat with me in the grave. I think that since little fat man lives here all the year round, he must know everything about the situation here. Which grave has a head of rice in front of it. Don't you just ask him? Sure enough, the little fat man soon replied, "walk from my tomb to the 50th tomb on the right. There is a grave head rice in front of the old man's tomb. I went there to eat the day before yesterday, but the old man scolded me." I quickly thanked him and looked for the direction that the little fat man said. Soon I found a bowl of grave head rice under the tombstone of an old man. The rice was piled into a hill with three unfinished sandalwood sticks. I quickly bowed to the tombstone and said, "old man, I have a problem today. I want to borrow your head rice for use! If you like, please accept three pillars of incense. " Then he lit the three unfinished sandalwood sticks, and saw that the three sticks rose at the same time and floated to the direction of the tombstone. I was overjoyed, which means that the old man agreed to my request, and he would like to borrow my grave head rice. I took out the plastic bag and poured the rice in. After installing the tomb, I said to the tombstone, "thank you very much, old man. If I can survive tonight, there will be a thank you in the future!" With grave head rice, I called sister Guan and said I found it. Sister Guan jumped up happily and asked if it would be OK? Look at sister Guan's happy appearance, I dare not tell her the truth, just nodded. Passing by the little fat man's grave, the little fat man stopped me and told me not to forget to leave a pack of cigarettes for him. I remember that this kid didn't do anything bad, and helped me find the grave head rice. I should have thanked him, so I put the remaining package of Yuxi in front of the grave and left a lighter. I think of the words of the spirit, not a let go! If the four of us are scattered, it's easy for the spirit to enter and break each one. Then I will be passive. Thinking of this, I called Yin Xinyue and told her to bring my travel bag that I usually carry on my back to Guan's house. Yin Xinyue is silent for a long time on the phone, and finally sighs and says hello. I know Yin Xinyue's worries, but as long as it's something I decide, Yin Xinyue will support me even if he doesn't agree. Unlike Pockmarked Li's ex-wife, such as snow, in addition to noisy is playing with temper. I respect Yin Xinyue!
