The death of Yi Xiaolong, a popular actor in the opera troupe, caused quite a stir, and the residents of Gantian Town, who originally liked him, were in a turmoil and demanded a result.
The captain of the security team is so exhausted that he is almost scalped off, but he still can't find the murderer. There are no witnesses. How can they investigate this matter
People talked about it and discussed it for several days before this matter was suppressed by another matter.
That means it’s the 15th day of July, Ghost Festival!
It is rumored that on this day, the gates of hell will open wide, and the wandering souls trapped in the underworld will return to the human world, enjoy human food, take a look at their relatives, and get some paper money.
Everything costs money in the underworld. It's all money spent every day. You can take as much as you can. No one will care.
I only work this one day a year. If I make a mistake, there will be no such store in this village. It’s a good thing that I work for one day. If it takes a long time, there will be inflation in the underworld.
But it doesn’t matter. Paper money is just a voucher for transactions between ghosts. Good deeds are the real hard currency, but they are not something that ghosts can touch.
When Ghost Festival comes, every household will prepare some paper money and burn it at their doorsteps. Some are for their ancestors, and some are for passing ghosts.
There are too many wandering souls. They are all mortals and cannot find their ancestors or relatives among the ghosts. They can only burn incense for the wandering souls passing by. If every household burns a little, their ancestors will have money to spend.
If you don't burn paper money, ghosts might come to your house to vent their anger.
With all this, the business of the City God Temple was exceptionally prosperous. People thought that Uncle Jiu was the one who printed paper money, and his paper money was the best. Every year during the Qingming Festival, every household would burn paper money for their ancestors, and the ancestors would praise him in their dreams.
The paper money printed by others is equivalent to the Zimbabwean dollar.
The paper money printed by Uncle Jiu is actually real RMB!
If you scoop up a bunch of them, you can live a carefree life in the underworld for several years.
"Why, I see you look like you are worried?"
Uncle Jiu was directing Achu and Ahai to print paper money when he suddenly saw Russell looking into the distance, as if he was looking at something.
"I drove a vengeful ghost to the underworld two days ago."
Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows. Isn't this normal
He does this all the time.
"That ghost is the Ten Thousand Soul Devourer!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Uncle Jiu became uneasy. Humans, ghosts, monsters, and zombies all looked almost the same.
But there are always strange things.
For example, some people have good talents, some have poor talents, and some have special physiques, all kinds of weird ones.
For example, among zombies, there are slow zombies, iron wall zombies, and Xuankui, but these are rare and few in number.
The Wanhunshi Body is an outlier among ghosts. It can devour other ghosts and become stronger. It is simply unreasonable.
The more ghosts you swallow, the stronger you will be. Especially in a place like the underworld where there are so many ghosts, it is like a rat falling into a rice warehouse!
"Then what is there to worry about? There are many experts in the underworld, including a large number of heavenly masters and immortals. What is there to be afraid of with a Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Body?"
Uncle Jiu didn't care. The reason they knew about this physique was that it had appeared before, but was easily suppressed by the underworld.
Some things really cannot be made up for or caught up with casually.
Once the Ten Thousand Soul-Devouring Body enters the underworld and devours ghosts and monsters, it will be immediately noticed by the masters of the underworld and killed with a slap, and will not cause much chaos at all.
Russell sighed. Seeing that his master didn't understand the seriousness of the matter, he added, "Master, don't forget, today is Ghost Festival!"
Uncle Jiu's face froze instantly. On Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open and the ghosts will stay in the human world for a day.
This means that the Wan Soul Devouring Body will return to the human world again, escape the supervision of the underworld, and devour ghosts and monsters on a large scale. By then, its strength will increase by leaps and bounds, and Gantian Town will be in trouble!
Uncle Jiu held on to the last bit of luck and asked, "Is he a good person?"
"Bad guy!"
"He secretly had sex with someone's wife, and the woman was angry, so she strangled him with a rope and stabbed him to death with something."
Seeing this bizarre experience, Uncle Jiu instantly thought of someone, that was Yi Xiaolong who died in the opera troupe a few days ago.
He paced back and forth with a very strange look on his face. A few days ago, he was still applauding and saying that Yi Xiaolong's singing was good. It's true that you can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart!
Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, then sat down at the table, drinking tea calmly, which aroused Russell's curiosity.
"Master, this is such a big deal. If he turns into a ghost, the whole Gantian Town will be finished. Are you not panicking at all?"
Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes at Russell and said, "Is it fun to fool your master every day? You are a city god, how can you not detect his trace?"
"Ghosts all look the same, how can I tell them apart?"
"You farted!"
Uncle Jiu looked disdainful, "Others may not know, but I know you, a little kid who is so cunning. You sent him to the underworld, so you must have marked his soul."
"hey-hey."
Russell smiled and did not refute. Instead, he asked, "Master, the Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Body is a great treasure. Do you want it? If you want it, I will wipe out his intelligence!"
The Soul Devourer is much easier to raise than other pets. Raising a rooster or a black dog can only deal with some weak ghosts.
In the past, Uncle Jiu could use it from time to time, but now it is completely useless. If the Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Body is controlled well, it can eat ghosts forever and can be cultivated continuously, which will be a great help.
Uncle Jiu was immediately moved, but after all, it was a ghost. It was still a human two days ago. He felt a little guilty, "This, this is not good..."
"He ate ghosts, which caused his spiritual wisdom to become scattered. What does this have to do with you?"
Russell gave a cunning smile, thinking that it would be a shame to keep someone with intelligence, but it would be fine if someone without intelligence was not needed.
If a ghost eats too many soul-eating bodies, it will easily turn itself into a fool.
"cough!"
Uncle Jiu coughed lightly and said inconspicuously, "Remember not to hurt anyone, be careful."
"Um."
…
Nightfall.
Every household placed a brazier at the door and began to scatter paper money, and then put all the remaining paper money into the brazier and burned it.
The unburned debris turned into ashes with the wind and slowly fell into the hands of the ghosts that kept appearing.
The people on the street couldn't see anything. The ghosts became more and more numerous, and soon covered the entire street.
Then, a man's voice slowly came to the front of the troupe, looking at the actors in the troupe with resentment.
Not someone else.
It was Yi Xiaolong.
His eyes were filled with madness. This time, he not only wanted to kill Ying Jintang for revenge, but also wanted to kill his wife.
Even if I can't kill him, I'll be his son in the next life and torture him!
Yi Xiaolong instantly grabbed the ghost next to him, opened his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach. Then one by one, all the ghosts on the street were scared away.
But he could not escape his grasp. He kept swallowing and chewing, and his body became bigger and more solid. Even some residents could see him.
This scared the residents so much that they screamed. Although they liked Yi Xiaolong and liked his singing, it didn't mean they liked seeing ghosts!
Everyone was frightened and ran around, but Yi Xiaolong laughed loudly, becoming more and more crazy. He sucked all the ghosts on the street into his stomach with his mouth, and the aura on his body became more and more ferocious.
He slowly stopped and rushed straight into the troupe. Master Hua Guang, who was originally in charge of the troupe, did not resist at all.
It turned out that during the day, someone was careless and broke the statue of Master Hua Guang that had been consecrated before. Now it is just a decoration and has not been consecrated.
There was a crowd of people in the troupe. Everyone sat inside and watched the troupe perform, clapping happily, unaware of the danger that was coming.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew and everyone felt the biting chill. They subconsciously shrank their necks and felt a little scared.
They looked around suspiciously but found nothing and could only continue to enjoy the performance of the troupe.
Where they couldn't see, Russell was holding someone's collar with a smile on his face.
You have harvested a Ghost-type Pokémon. Congratulations, you have become a champion trainer!
ps: Six thousand five hundred words today.