I'm catching tricks in the Hong Kong variety show world

Su Hao looked at the time and found that it was almost ten o'clock before he knew it.

"You should go back early. This is not a good place. You can stay here to avoid being worried and scared and not sleeping well."

Zi Ning quietly stamped her feet. She just wanted to stay with Su Hao for a while, didn't he understand?

"You are really stupid. I'll go back first. If you need anything, call me. I'll bring you breakfast in the morning."

"There are a few cups of cold coffee here for you to drink in the evening."

Zi Ning left reluctantly.

After Su Hao finished dinner, he packed up the leftovers and threw them into the trash can in the corridor outside. He came back and looked through the takeout brought by Zi Ning. In addition to a few cups of cold coffee, there were two packs of Marlboro cigarettes and a lighter.

He couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

There were two more medicinal baths. After the medicinal baths were over, Su Hao had already thought of who to give this body to for the first time.

Compared to his senior sister Cheng Jiahui, who has long legs and a cold temperament, Zi Ning actually has a more important position in his heart. Not only because they met in Weimo, but more importantly, Zi Ning's heart's requirements are simpler and more pure. , it’s just his people who are pictured.

And she is an easily satisfied girl.

Su Hao lit a Marlboro, looked around the hall, and found that something seemed to be missing in front of Huang Yongfa's mourning hall. He thought for a while and went to the corridor at the door, took down the photo frame hanging on the wall, and stood in front of Huang Yongfa's urn.

This photo of his childhood may be the only photo of Huang Yongfa left in the world.

Su Hao hung up his cigarette and retracted his body into the sofa again.

The sound of the second hand on the pocket watch gradually became clear again.

It turned downwards with a ticking sound.

Time is also passing by a little bit.

At this time, Su Hao has completely entered a state of false sleep. This is a meditation method learned from Johnston. It empties the entire person's mind. It seems that he is not asleep, but in fact, he can maintain his mental state in a awake state. .

The hearing in his ears became more and more sensitive.

The footsteps of pedestrians walking on the road below the apartment building, the rustling of leaves falling not far away, the dust kicked up by the evening wind hitting the telegraph poles, the opening of the convenience store a few miles away, all the above sounds are It appeared vividly in Su Hao's ears.

Without opening his eyes, he could feel a lifelike picture of the world unfolding little by little in his mind.

Suddenly, a gust of cool breeze blew in from the half-hidden crack in the door, and even the door made a creaking sound. The paper man standing at the foot of the wall suddenly came to life.

It glanced at the photo album on the mourning hall, then controlled the paper man's legs and walked towards it step by step.

Su Hao opened his eyes and seemed to have guessed who the other party was, "Why are you here?"

A Zhuang's voice came out from the paper man, "Today is Fa Zai's memorial day, why can't I come? I've known him longer than you."

The paper man raised his hand stiffly and bowed to the photo on the mourning hall, then his nose twitched, "Wow, there are tributes. I don't know if Fa Zai will come back today. Don't waste these tributes. I haven’t eaten yet.”

The paper man came to the altar table, opened his mouth and sucked in the four steamed buns and four apples on it.

He refrained from eating the roasted chicken.

Then he stared greedily at the incense candle that was constantly emitting smoke, and sighed: "It's a pity that you lit this incense for Fa Zai, and he was not around, so it was wasted."

Su Hao became slightly interested, "How did you return to your soul after you died?"

A Zhuang controlled the paper man and continued to stand at the foot of the wall, "I don't know either. I was confused at the time. Later I gained a little consciousness and realized that I had become a ghost. I was both scared and curious. I just wanted to go back and take a look. My own body, whether I am really dead, and taking a look at my relatives, whether anyone cares about me."

"You know, I'm a bad guy. Except for my dad, almost everyone has severed ties with me, and they don't care."

"I didn't go to school, and I didn't learn any skills. What could I do if I didn't join a gang? I couldn't get a good position even as a janitor. The day I joined the gang, I knew the fate of us bad guys, or we would escape death. If you stand out and become a big boss, you will either be unlucky and be hacked to death on the road."

"Without education, there is no future for me as a ghost. But I have finally realized a truth. No matter whether I am a human being or a ghost, if I am more ruthless, at least I won't be bullied."

"In the ghost street, as long as you tell me A Zhuang's name, no ghost will make trouble for you."

Su Hao continued to inquire: "On what day did you return to your soul after death?"

"I remember it was the seventh day. After eating the tributes and incense candles my father prepared for me, I became very conscious. The seventh day was written on the calendar."

Su Hao continued to ask: "Didn't you encounter someone who wanted to reincarnate you after your death?"

A Zhuang thought for a while and said: "Why not? It's just that at that time, many people died every day on Hong Kong Island, and the underworld was too busy. I heard that bad guys like us would be cast into the beast realm after death. I wanted to drink Meng Po soup and completely forget my past life, so I escaped from the reincarnation team."

"Finally, I searched for the place with the strongest yin energy and came to the ghost street. Later I found out that there is a ghost world outside the ghost street. It can be regarded as a no-care zone between the world of the earth and the underworld. The order there is disordered and the yin and yin differences are everywhere. If you can't control it, ghosts will eat ghosts inside, and many evil ghosts will be born. The little ghosts that go in will either be eaten, or they will become fierce ghosts if they persist. Anyone who comes out can dominate the outside."

The two of them were chatting, and the time came to twelve o'clock in the evening before they knew it.

The pocket watch on the table ticked and made a loud noise.

Su Hao suddenly had a clear understanding and instantly opened his Dharma Eyes.

He noticed that a black mist rose from the urn on the table, and gradually formed a human shape in mid-air. Zhuang in the paper man also noticed it, and he shouted with joy: "Fa Zai, it's you ? I knew you wouldn’t leave us alone, you would definitely come back.”

The figures in mid-air gradually became clearer.

He subconsciously opened his mouth and inhaled, and the gray incense lingering in the room instantly gathered together and poured into his mouth like noodles.

The originally translucent figure became stronger.

The black figure opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Su Hao and A Zhuang in the room. He curiously stretched out his hands to grab the pocket watch on the table, and a palm passed through the pocket watch in an instant, catching Lonely.

The figure was stunned for a while, then opened his mouth and asked: "Am I a ghost now?"

Su Hao took a puff of cigarette and returned to the sofa with a smile on his lips. His guess was half correct.

A Zhuang had already rushed out of the paper man, hugged Huang Yongfa's shoulders, and shouted excitedly: "Fa Zai, we were on different paths before. You took your Yangguan Road, and I crossed mine. Now you have no choice. You can only follow me from now on. Let me tell you, being a ghost is much more dangerous than being a human being. There are many taboos and places you cannot go..."

A Zhuang held Huang Yongfa in his arms and chattered for a while, like a senior senior teaching a lesson to the first-year neighbor who had just entered school.

Chapter 139 Death’s Gift

"You can't go to places with sunshine. Our bodies will be burned by the sun and the pain will be unbearable. Over time, the ghost soul will be damaged and we will become a fool."

"You can't go to the ghost world. Be careful of becoming the food of those evil ghosts. If you encounter powerful ghosts, you must run away. If you are destroyed by them, you will really disappear completely."

"You can't go to the police stations and government offices in the human world. They are protected by the emperor's energy over there, and we can't afford to offend them."

"Don't mess with even the more powerful exorcists. Maybe they know magic and can save us."

"Also, if you encounter ghosts arresting someone, you have to run away. Otherwise, if you are caught, you will be a deserter. You will not be able to bear it if you are not worshiped for a long time. You will become confused again and eventually lose consciousness, completely reduced to a wandering spirit driven by instinct. Ghost, then it’s not far away from the death of both the soul and the soul.”

A Zhuang's painstaking teachings gradually made Huang Yongfa calm down, "So, being a human is difficult, but being a ghost is even more difficult?"

A Zhuang spread his hands and said, "What else do you think? But as a brother, I will protect you. If there is no incense, we will go and grab other people's. In any case, you will not be wiped out. Also, don't you still have friends in the world?" After all, I can receive some offerings, right?"

A Zhuang's eyes looked pointedly at Su Hao.

Huang Yongfa slowly understood the current situation after the other party's nagging. He turned his gaze to Su Hao and drifted to another sofa next to him, "Ah Hao, thank you."

Su Hao took out his cigarette box, lit two cigarettes, put them on the incense burner, and made a gesture of invitation to the two of them. Before Huang Yongfa could move, A Zhuang rushed forward like a drug addict, "Fa Zai, I'm just going to treat you like this." It’s the filial piety fee you gave me, so I’ll accept your share for you.”

He threw himself at the incense burner and took a deep breath.

Huang Yongfa's eyes fell on A Zhuang. He felt that the other person suddenly changed. Oh no, he changed into a ghost.

Su Hao continued: "So, your bet was successful this time?"

Huang Yongfa's eyes shifted to the photo frame on the altar table, "It's only half the battle. I want to go to the ghost world to see if my mother has been reincarnated."

At this time, A Zhuang had finished digesting two cigarettes. When he heard this, he jumped up in fright, "Fa Zai, are you burned out? The ghosts in the ghost world have lost their incense offerings in the human world, and they dare not go to the underworld to be tortured. , they are unable to make up for it, they have completely lost their ethics and morals, and have no choice but to devour each other to survive."

"There are a few unlucky ones in our ghost street who are unwilling to be lonely and have gone to the ghost world, but none of them came back alive."

Huang Yongfa looked away from the photo album with a slight pain, closed his eyes, thought for a while and said: "I have to go, I can go later."

Su Hao knew that he couldn't persuade Huang Yongfa, so he could only nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will send you your tribute regularly."

A Zhuang also came over at this moment, "Brother, where is mine?"

Su Hao glanced at him, "If you don't work, you won't be able to eat. When you help me, I will send you tribute. I am Fa Zai's friend, not yours."

A Zhuang retracted his tone angrily and said: "Okay, but I, A Zhuang, have always been loyal in the ghost street. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me."

Several people were having a friendly exchange in the house. If Zi Ning rushed in at this moment, he would probably be frightened.

Because it was clear that Su Hao was the only one in this room.

Suddenly, Su Hao's ears twitched and he looked warily at the half-open window. Before he could get closer, a black cat suddenly jumped up from outside.

The black cat stood on the edge of the window, its sapphire-like pupils looking down at the person and two ghosts in the room. Why did he say this? Because Su Hao noticed that the other person only stayed where he was for a moment, and then his eyes fell on A Zhuang and Huang Yongfa. .

Immediately afterwards, the black cat let out a low growl: "Meow."

A Zhuang's expression changed instantly, "No, this is the messenger from the underworld."

A Zhuang took the lead and turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated out the door. Although this black cat was fat, it looked like a little wolfdog, but its movements were very agile. It rushed down like a cheetah, with its limbs crouched on the wall. In a few flashes, He caught up with A Zhuang at the door.

Then he fished it out with his claws, and A Zhuang's body was missing an arm.

The latter let out a scream: "Fa Zai, run quickly, this is the messenger from the underworld, specializing in eating ghosts."

Huang Yongfa just got used to his identity as a ghost and stayed in place without moving. Su Hao's expression changed. This black cat gave him a very ominous feeling.

This is an intuition that comes from within.

What surprised him even more was that this black cat actually had the ability to swallow ghosts, which had to make him vigilant.

At this time, A Zhuang's screams became more intense. After one of his arms was eaten by the black cat, his whole body was thrown to the ground again. After a few tearings back and forth, most of his body had disappeared, and the position below the head was already gone. Entered the black cat's mouth.

The black cat seemed to have eaten enough. It tilted its neck and burped. A pair of forelimbs were pressed on the remains of A Zhuang, and it looked at Huang Yongfa with strange sapphire-like pupils.

It opened its mouth again and spit out a string of human words, "Your biological father came to the West. You were born on Hong Kong Island and died on Hong Kong Island. Your fate is unique. I will guide you to report to the underworld. I am the messenger of the underworld. You go with me now."

After the black cat finished saying this, he approached Huang Yongfa step by step.

The latter felt an intimidation coming from the depths of his soul from the other party's pupils. He stayed motionless on the spot, his body was trembling, and he looked at Su Hao next to him with an almost pleading look.

Su Hao only felt that this black cat was not a mortal thing. He did not feel the suppressive power emanating from him like Huang Yongfa did. He suddenly stood in front of Huang Yongfa and said, "Where did you come from? This is Hong Kong Island, the Hong Kong Island in the East." , Western cats and dogs are not allowed inside, get out of here."

The black cat rolled his eyes and stared at Su Hao with sharp eyes. He jumped on the ground and jumped like a sharp sword.

Su Hao was already on guard. He stretched out his hand to hold the copper basin on the altar table and swung it down like a head covering his face.

bang.

The black cat, who looked like a little wolfdog, was thrown to the side.

The latter shook his head, jumped three or two times and clung to the wall of the room, then pounced on him again in a condescending manner.

Su Hao had now absorbed ten years of Tan Leg's skills. His strength and reaction speed were already extraordinary. He instantly took half a step back and punched the black cat on the head.

There was another bang on the ground.

The black cat was smashed to the ground again. Su Hao didn't wait for the opponent to jump up, and put the copper basin over the opponent's head, tightly covering it inside, and then stepped on the copper basin.

A harsh squeaking sound of fangs suddenly came from the copper basin.

Su Hao leaned down, held the copper basin with his hand, and punched the bottom of the copper basin. Another wailing sound came from inside, and the copper basin instantly sunk in half.

Su Hao didn't hesitate and punched down with two more fists.

The wailing sound inside disappeared, and there was a faint black mist emanating from the gap between the copper basin and the floor. This black mist was completely different from the usual black mist.

If there is a trace of mixed colors in the general black fog, it is like black ink mixed with water. It looks black, but it is actually gray-brown.

The black mist in front of me was pure black ink, without any impurities, and it was still black and shiny even in the night.

Su Hao noticed an excitement emanating from his body. He trembled and the soul beads hidden in his body came out without permission.

After many upgrades, the soul bead is no longer the original hourglass shape, but has many furry inner tentacles, and a shape similar to a ziggurat is gradually formed inside.

A dark green tongue protruded from the opening on the periphery and covered the leaking black mist with one roll. Then it shrank and the black mist disappeared in front of Su Hao's eyes.

A long-lost angry sound resounded in the copper basin again.

This voice didn't need air as a medium at all, and it suddenly appeared in Su Hao's mind, "A humble citizen of this country dares to hurt my messenger?"

At this time, the soul pearl was like a child licking a popsicle with his tongue. Su Hao finally figured out that delaying time would be beneficial to him.

This black cat can switch between physical and ghost shapes, and can also swallow ghosts. It is known as the messenger of the underworld.

Could it be the God of Death who appeared at the end of "The Exorcist of Tochi"?

It is said that this god of death is a subordinate of Hades, the king of the underworld, similar to the black and white impermanence and the bull-headed horse face in the eastern underworld. I don’t know what the relationship between the black cat in the copper basin and the god of death is.

Is it the real person, or a clone of the other party?

Su Hao replied sarcastically: "Man, the Qing Dynasty is dead."

"what?"

"I mean, this is the east, and you are now my defeated general, food in my hands, as a ball of food, so shut up."