Striving for Science

"The true **** is not attached, the possessed body is not the righteous god." Uncle Zhang arranged the altar to Shen Changan, "The six mortals are not pure, the true **** cannot be attached to the mortal flesh. Fear, with the skill of me and Yan Yin, I will ensure that you have no problems. "

"Now there are often some swindlers who claim to be daxian, half-xian, and fairy maidens. After inviting the god, they shook their heads and jumped and jumped. These are mostly liars. Even if they are invited by accident, it is absolutely impossible God. ”Uncle Zhang points the incense wax,“ The higher the status of the true God, the less the incense and the unbiased heart. In their hearts, there are only rules and laws. When we ask God to prepare these things, often It ’s to ask for peace of mind. "

"What if God is invited?" Shen Changan asked, "Will they be serious, or will they be friendly?"

Uncle Zhang looked at Shen Changan's eyes as if he was looking at a fool who could not be rebellious: "Do you think you are asking God to let God see you in flesh?"

Listening to the tone of Uncle Zhang, Shen Changan knew that he had asked a silly question: "If you don't come in a flesh, then why?"

"Oracle, as long as you invite God to succeed, you can feel the existence of God." At first, Shen Changan came to invite God, just to be angry, but now calm down, Uncle Zhang did not withdraw from the altar, but slowly and tidily arranged, " But you do n’t know, it ’s been a long time since our metaphysical world was able to please God. ”

If he heard this comment half a year ago, Shen Changan would only think it was a story, but today is not the same. Uncle Zhang's ordinary sentence made Shen Changan hear a bit of bitterness and melancholy.

"Even the Yinyin soldiers who speak better in the ancient books no longer respond to our request. What our metaphysics can do is send some ghosts that should go to the local government to the site where the Yin and Yang cars pass." Uncle Zhang took the **** The altar was sorted out and looked at the sky that was getting darker outside. "Although the sky is already dark, it is the most suitable time to invite the Yin Bing when you are a child. Let's eat first. In case you invite, please come to other gadgets. , Eat enough to be able to hold for a while. "

Shen Changan: "..."

There is no feeling of being comforted at all.

"You ..." The otaku ghost came out with the fried dishes. When he saw the altar set, his eyes lit up. "Will you please God?" He could not help being curious because he had not seen such a famous scene.

Uncle Zhang turned his head to look at him: "Shen Changan wants to try to please God, let him try."

"Big brother wants to please God?" The otaku puts the dishes on the table. "As long as you shoot, there will be no problem."

Zhang Gu, who was sitting next to him, glanced at the otaku ghost. This posture of holding the thigh is really a textbook-level standard. Is it shameful?

"Thank you for your kind words." Shen Changan washed his hands and sat on the table. When he saw the otaku ghost standing next to him but could not eat, he turned around and asked Uncle Zhang, "Ghosts like him can't eat living people's meals?"

"Living people's meals are yang, and ghosts can't eat them." Uncle Zhang said, "If you think he is pitiful, you can burn some paper money for him and let him go to **** to buy food. If he has descendants, he can also enjoy the aftermath. Sacrificial offerings. "

An otaku ghost with a single mother and no girlfriend until her death, she feels a little melancholy.

"We can't worship him?" Shen Changan looked more and more feeling that the otaku ghost was a little pitiful.

"He can't give birth to your son like you." Uncle Zhang took a chopstick otaku fried dish, and the taste was quite good, so he said, "But a person like you with profound merits is different from ordinary people, maybe He can taste what you sacrifice to him. "

People like Shen Changan have special qualities, and even Heavenly Dao has to treat him a little, and even some demon cultivators are transformed into their original bodies during the calamity, hiding next to people with deep merits, in order to avoid the blame of the Heaven Tribulation.

Since this physique can protect the demon, maybe it can also protect the ghost? According to the relationship between the relatives and the distances, the ghosts are changed only when people are dead. If they are half of the same race, how much can a demon and a person have a relationship?

"Well, you try it." Uncle Zhang gave San Changan incense to Shen Changan, set aside a variety of dishes on the plate, "put the plate in front of him and light the incense."

"Good." Shen Changan took the incense and was about to bow down to the otaku ghost. When he saw the otaku ghost's body sway, he first knelt on the ground.

"I'm just going to give you a few bites of meals, without such a big gift." Shen Changan bent over and pulled the otaku ghost on his knees. "They are all progressive young people in the new era. This feudal etiquette can't be used. . "

"Big brother, it's not that I want to kneel, it's when you are preparing to worship me, I started to have soft legs, and my whole body is weak." The otaku ghost said with a bitter face, "You still don't want to worship me, my heart Panic. "

"Then you try, I will give it to you directly, can you eat it." Shen Changan put the bowl in the hands of the otaku ghost. The otaku ghost made a mouthful of mud and sand. Which one is when the fragrant rice enters the mouth. His eyes lit up, as if he was not holding rice, but a bowl of rare food. His hands were shaking with excitement, "This is the taste of rice, it is rice!"

After he finished, he bowed his head for a while, and was extremely pitiful.

Shen Changan saw that his appearance was too miserable, and added a lot of vegetables and meat to him, and looked at him with his fatherly eyes: "Eat slowly, if not enough, wait and cook another pot."

"Big brother, you are my regenerative parents." The otaku ghost ate tears. After he turned into a ghost, he could still operate a computer phone. The most unacceptable thing was that he couldn't enjoy the food. The food can be eaten, and there is not much difference between being a man and a ghost.

Anyway, when he used mobile phones and computers to play games, his teammates did not know whether he was a human or a ghost.

After thinking about this, the otaku said: "Big brother, I will be your younger brother in the future, you will let me go east, and I will never go west. As long as you provide me with room and board and a computer, I am particularly well-maintained."

"Aren't you going to be reborn?" Shen Changan made him cry and laugh.

"Being a man needs to worry about interpersonal relationships, being a ghost is different, fun and leisure, staying up late is not afraid of hair loss." Otaku ghost said, "At night I can help you post department flyers outside, can help you in charge of the department network during the day Propaganda work, make three meals, you think about it. "

Shen Changan: "..."

He really doesn't understand the realm of otaku.

"This matter will be discussed later. What we need to do now is to find out the cause of your death." Shen Changan doesn't know if there will be bad consequences if people don't go to reincarnation after death, so it's not easy to promise the otaku ghost, " eat first."

"Oh." The otaku lowered his head very cooperatively and continued to pick up the second bowl of rice.

After eating, the otaku ghost rushed to wash the bowl in order to act in front of Shen Changan, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, a pair of clever.

Shen Changan went back upstairs to take a shower, put on clean clothes, and then under the guidance of Uncle Zhang, he took the steps to please God.

When the time came, he lit incense and worshipped the sky: "Heavenly Venerable Venerable, Dragon and Tiger Soldiers ... The earth soldier will be a general, and Fuzhi will do it, anxious as a law."

He put the rune paper on the incense candle to light it, because the technique was not skilled enough, he almost burned his finger, so he couldn't help but flicked his hand a few times.

Seeing him like this, Uncle Zhang sighed: "You don't even have the most basic skill of burning char, don't say please God, even a kid ..."

"I don't know which adult, call the little official to come?" Suddenly the fog was thick outside the window, and there was a black iron gate opening in the thick fog. A man dressed in an official robe, wearing a scarlet veil hat, and wearing a beautiful beard, an extraordinary and majestic man Going out from behind the door, "In the lower part is the city god, so there is the Shangshen Lixian Mansion, and the Yin soldiers can't enter the world at will, so the Xiaguan will explain the reason specially."

As soon as the man appeared, the whole house was a little bit more uncertain about the majesty of the unknown. Uncle Zhang, Yan Yin, and Zhang Gu looked at the suddenly appearing City God and were shocked to lose their normal reaction.

Shen Chang'an asked Yin Bing, how could the city **** be brought out?

This is equivalent to asking a policeman to help with the case. The result is that the provincial public security bureau will handle it in person. Who can be fearless, and who can be surprised?

I think that their upright heirs of the Xuanmen can't even invite the Yin soldiers. As a result, they even invited the flesh of the city **** to come, so what other faces do they have to call themselves Xuanmen?

In Shen Changan's eyes, ghosts are not much different from living people. He can't even tell who is a person or a ghost. In the previous twenty-three years, he never believed that there is a **** in the world, but today he personally invited a **** to come out.

In his bewilderment, the city **** in red official robe had already come to the front. The city **** looked peaceful, and he didn't see any official authority. Before saying anything, he asked Shen Chang'an: "But this little gentleman summoned an official to come?"

"Don't dare." Hearing the words "Zhao" and "Xiaguan", Shen Changan said quickly, "Thank you for coming here. I have something unknown for my juniors. I would like to ask the adult to help me inquire."

"Mr. Xiao, please say." Hearing Shen Changan asked him for something, the smile on Cheng Huang's face remained the same. "If the officer can do it, he must try to meet your requirements."

The other party was so polite that Shen Changan had to wonder. Uncle Zhang said it was true or false that he would n’t come to God. He said about the otaku ghost, "The juniors have no other intentions, just want to find out his fate. what's going on."

"Chen Yuan, male, was born in Wuming City." Chenghuang's left index finger lightly pressed on the Wat board pinched by the right hand, the Wat board gave off a dazzling golden light, and many small gold letters appeared in the air.

"Shou Jiujuan, Fulu Shuangquan, family and beauty, the upper fate." Cheng Huang cast his gaze on the otaku ghost in the corner, his eyes were shocked, "How could his fate change so much?"

If the fate of such a person with a higher fate changes, it will affect the fate of countless people. Why are there no warnings in their life and death records?

After the fate is set, even a slight change will not make the poor into rich, and make longevity into short-lived. If someone dares to make such a big hand, their prefecture will have noticed it.

Could it be that some people in the prefecture left their posts without permission to do such evil things that they would hide from the sky?

Over the years, the days in their prefectures have not been very good. Some time ago, Master Dao went out to patrol, and the people in their entire prefecture went out to greet them. As a result, Master Dao did n’t see them even after seeing them.

In the past few centuries, Heavenly Dao has not appeared, and their territories have been frightened, and even the human sacrifices dare not show up. Now that the Shinto is declining, they are all afraid that the earth will suddenly separate and collapse like the heavenly court, the dissipation of all beings dissipated, the hidden Tibetans, and no past scenery.

Today, he finally received a call to humanity with profound merits, and he could not wait to come. People like this kind of merit are so thick that they shine, even thousands of years ago, the king of Yan will be polite to him, not to mention the debilitating **** clan today.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

The life of the fairy family is not easy.

The author has something to say: Chenghuang: There is no surplus food for the landlord's family ~