Although Pi Xiu and Wen Xi are no longer mortals, the Wen family still has to be treated as ordinary ghosts, and the sacrifice items such as paper money to be bought must be bought by mortals.
It's mainly because Pixiu said that this kind of thing is also well-fed and well-fed. It's a bit too deceiving to rob people for business.
Wen Xi followed Pi Xiu into the store, just put the tens of billions of bills in the bag, and the bag was full of gold ingots. Wen Xi picked up an Android phone and thought about it, and asked the boss, "Does this thing come with an instruction manual?"
boss:? ?
Boss: "If the old man doesn't know how to use a mobile phone, we also have a big brother and a BB machine here."
Wen Xi thought to himself that the big brother and the father, mother and grandfather of the BB machine would not be able to use it, so he still had to have an instruction manual.
Seeing his tangled face, Pixiu said in a low voice, "It's alright, if you can't use a smartphone, just buy a Nokia candy bar, fool, it's easy to use."
"That's right, I don't need any other functions anyway, just let him make a phone call and send a text message." Wen Xi put the smartphone back on the table, and took seven or eight candy bars made of paper in one go.
The boss on one side saw the two guests seriously discussing what kind of paper-wrapped cell phone would be better. With a chill behind his back, his hand under the counter quietly clenched the amulet that his mother-in-law had asked for.
Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, even if it is a customer pretending to be a ghost, he must ensure that service comes first!
It was the first time that Wen Xi entered such a modern funeral shop. When he found that the Mercedes-Benz TV and refrigerator were wrapped in paper, he grabbed Pixiu's hand and whispered: "Why don't we wrap this shop? Come on down, there are quite a lot of people in our family."
Pixiu choked up, and quickly hugged him and whispered, "It's not that we don't have money, but you buy so many things in one go, and burn them all in one night. If you know, you think you are worshipping ancestors, but if you don't know, you think you are holding a bonfire party to celebrate the ghost gate. open."
"Then let's burn it in batches, burn a part tonight, and burn a little more tomorrow night?" Wen Xi asked.
Pixiu: "I don't have time tomorrow night. I have to help Feng Du watch the scene, so that there are no evil ghosts who will make trouble while the ghost gate is open. Then you have to accompany me."
Wen Xi thought for a while, then nodded: "That's true, so many people may be reincarnated, and burning these things is just to beg for my own peace of mind..."
He put down the gold ingot in his hand: "Anyway, these things are just for living people to see, who would really care if the people over there are doing well or not."
"Okay, I still think so much about buying something." Pixiu clicked his tongue, pointed to the paper figure of the Mercedes-Benz sedan chair in the corner and said, "I have all these, can you deliver it to your door?"
The boss looked terrified: "The public and cemetery are not sent."
Pixiu pointed out: "Not far, just two blocks behind you."
"That... That's fine." The boss calculated the final total price with a calculator, and found that it was still a big business. He immediately got the spirit and stuffed the amulet into the collar of his clothes, and put everything into the pickup truck.
He grinned at Pi Xiu: "Boss, your grave, ahhh, where exactly is your house located?"
Pixiu sent him a location, and then asked the boss to ask for a cardboard box and stuffed a small amount of paper money into it. Wen Xi couldn't help laughing when he saw his rough movements: "You move slowly, it's not good to tear it up."
Pi Xiu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with this, could it be that Jairui really dares to use it? Then he is really poor and crazy."
Wenxi: "Maybe?"
"Then I'm really a good person, and I'll send the enemy to the end. God won't remember me for a good deed?" Pixiu stuffed the box, drove the car and led the boss to drag a carload of goods back to the restaurant.
Hou Er was fishing for fish at the door, and when Pixiu came back after buying such a large cart of paper-wrapped things, the hair on his body exploded, he hugged the mop and asked, "Boss, what are you doing? You want to be a ghost in July. Festival-themed restaurant?"
Pixiu gave him a kick: "Go ahead, this is something to burn at night."
Pi Xiu entered the store and called Qiu Fu and Ren Jiao to help unload the goods and move them to the backyard, while Wen Xi took the courier box to send the Mid-Yuan Festival gifts to Jairui.
The courtesy is light and affectionate, and I hope he can understand his and Pixiu's feelings.
By the time he came back with the courier slip, Pixiu had already set up a brazier in the yard.
Seeing Wenxi coming back, Pixiu turned his head and asked, "Have the things been sent?"
"After sending it, this time it was also paid by SF Express. I saw that the box was light and a brick was stuffed into it, and there were a few more boxes inside and outside, but it was still ten dollars lighter than the box he sent. ."
The more Wen Xi thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't take this breath, she turned around and said, "Wait, I'll go back and stuff a stone."
"Forget it, it's a big deal. If you catch him then, you can let him eat a rock." Pixiu grabbed his wrist and pulled the man back: "The fire will rise after all, there are too many things, go earlier. Start burning."
Wen Xi looked up at the sky: "No, it's not dark yet, they can't receive Grandpa Burn now."
Pi Xiu was stunned: "Why, Difutiandi Bank is the same as whether there is a love in the world, and it's 5:30 to collect the box and get off work?"
"What do you say?" Wen Xi kicked him: "This is a custom."
As a monster Pi Xiu, he really doesn't understand the rules of these mortals very well, but Wen Xi said that he would wait, so let's wait.
Pixiu looked at the fire in front of him for a while, and suddenly asked, "You said, if I bake something to eat, will your grandfather blame me?"
Wenxi: "My grandpa won't, but I will."
Pixiu: …
Pixiu: "That's it."
The two sat in the backyard for a while, and when the sky was completely dark, Wen Xi released the big fluffy white cat and drove him away from the fire.
But for a creature like Pi Zhaocai, the more you tell it not to do anything, the more vigorous it becomes, stretching its neck to roast on the edge of the fire.
Pixiu could only scolded and walked out holding the back of its neck: "The 38-degree heat is not enough for you, so you need to heat it up, right?"
Boss Pi tied his son to the stairs with a haunting ling, and pointed his nose to warn: "Don't move, I will shave your hair if you have a heat stroke, and then learn to tattoo your mother-in-law and give you the whole loyalty to serve the country behind your back, you see. Do you still have the face to fight with other cats?"
Pi Zhaocai was stunned for a moment, and after a whimper, he was put on an Elizabethan ring.
"Sit here and shake your hand to be a lucky cat, don't keep licking eggs at people, so that people don't say we don't have tutors." Pi Xiu rubbed its head; "I'll come back to play with you when I'm done, be obedient."
Pi Zhaocai blinked and started licking his paws with a meow.
Seeing this, Pixiu was relieved and returned to the backyard. Wenxi had put the paper-bound Mercedes into the oil drum and lit it on fire. The paper money in his hand was put into the small brazier one by one, and he was calling out the family's names.
The old monster didn't bother him, just went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water back, holding the water in one hand and helping the small things to put paper money in the brazier.
I bought too many things and couldn't burn it for a while, Pi Xiu wanted to find another discarded oil drum, so he watched Nezha come over with the turtle in one hand.
The third prince looked at the black smoke and raised his eyebrows and asked, "I started to smoke bacon when I was thinking about the middle of the year?"
"Tsk, it's half of July burning paper." Pi Xiu looked up and down at his posture and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of look are you
"Go away, I was lying upstairs watching the smoke, and I came down and asked what you were doing." Nezha glanced at the piles of paper money and paper mobile paper house paper puppets on the ground, couldn't help but let out a sigh and sighed. Repair generously.
He put Xuanwu on the top of his head, moved his shoulders and asked, "Do you want me to help? You can burn it quickly, or how long will you burn?"
Wen Xi turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that you have to burn your relatives to receive it?"
"You burned it yourself, I just borrowed some real fire of Sanwei for you." Nezha said, picking up a stone from the ground, inhaling and then spitting out a ball of fire.
The third prince stretched out his hand and drew the real fire to write the talisman on the stone, and he finished writing the talisman in one breath. He threw the stone to Wen Xi and raised his chin at the pile on the ground: "Okay, you can just throw it on it."
Wen Xi held the stone and said thanks, walked to the pile of paper money and threw the stone, just as he was about to say the last two names, the sky-high fire lit up the whole yard, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose and disappeared. , and finally returned to calm.
The small pile of paper money had turned to ashes and was scattered by the wind.
Nezha:…
Nezha: "I'm sorry, the fire is a bit loud, maybe it's better to use a slow fire next time."
Pi Xiu suddenly returned to his senses, and dragged Wen Xi to the front, the little thing was stunned, his face was a little dark, and the hair in front of him was also curled up a few times.
"Did you get burned on your body?" Pixiu held his face and blew: "It's okay, there is no burn on your face, otherwise it will be a bad thing."
Wen Xi paused, then squinted his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Tell me the truth." Pi Xiu bent down and patted the ashes on his body: "Okay, it's all burnt out, go upstairs to take a shower and eat, tomorrow will be busy early in the morning, so don't be tired by then. "
"What are you tired of? I'm a ghost and I'm not afraid of being tired. When the time comes..." Before Wen Xi finished speaking, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him, and Tao Ti appeared out of thin air holding a golden pagoda.
His face was gloomy, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and his hair was a little messy, no longer the calm demeanor of a few days ago.
When Nezha saw it was him, he immediately stretched out his three heads and six arms. He held the red-pointed spear in his hand and drew a circle in the air. The tip of the spear pointed at Tao Ti and said coldly, "You still dare to appear in front of this prince, why don't you take the Linglong Pagoda quickly? Come back! Kneel down and kowtow three times, maybe you will be left with a whole corpse!"
Tao Ti glanced at him, but did not speak. Instead, Mrs. Yin's voice floated out of the tower: "My son, why do you still scream and kill when you open your mouth?"
Wen Xi was stunned when she saw Tao Ti's appearance, and immediately responded and asked, "Why do you look like this, is something wrong with your sister?"
A wisp of white smoke floated out of the Linglong Tower to condense the human form, and Wen Qian gave Wen Xi a gentle smile: "Little brother, how are you doing recently?"
Wen Xi was shocked, stared at Wen Qian's almost transparent soul and asked, "Sister... Why has your soul become so pale?"