Chen Chong's mind was blank and he could only keep murmuring: "Ghost! There are ghosts... There are ghosts... There are ghosts..."

When the guests from other rooms heard the noise, they came out to watch. The shopkeeper quickly said, "Customer, the shop is a serious shop. When I first selected the site, I asked the wizard to see it. There would be no ghosts, and I have never made a ghost. If there is a ghost, it should be the ghosts brought by the guest himself."

Chen Chou turned his head blankly and looked at him, as if he was a little awake. His hands shook, and he threw the cotton cloak on the ground as if it was burned, and he tied his bags in a mess: "Check out, I want to check out!"

Everyone in the county government felt that Zhang Ping was haggard.

After leaving Chen Chou, Lord Zhang got up earlier than the little rooster every day and slept later than the owl. He never laughed all day long. In addition to entering the file library, he went back to the small house and was alone in the room. When he was stuck in the door, he often heard footsteps walking around. His eyes were also concave, his face became more bony, and he often had a bit of vicissitudes of blue and black stubble. When he was raising rice, his eyes were straight. In addition, the prefect did not like it very much and had no chance to accompany him, which made him feel sad. When everyone saw his back like a wandering spirit shuttled in the corridor, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, "What the prefect did?"

The county government has used all the efforts to have a mother's fertility in the previous life for this inspection. After the snow cleared, the Gaogong continued to patrol and went deep into the remote villages. All villages sent strong men to clean the roads. The county magistrate Shao ordered that the magistrate did not like to disturb the people, and the road was convenient to pass, and there was no need to be too clean. The town officials were dull and difficult to grasp the degree, so they simply left some residual snow on the side of the road and decorated it casually. When the sun was sunny at noon, the snow melted, and at night, the road was frozen and it was difficult to go back to the earth. Fortunately, Shaozhi

The county was alert and informed the villages early that they would stay in a Confucian Temple. The township Chinese Confucian Temple was not big, and the statue of Master in the main hall of Minglun Hall has been long, but it was spotless. The futon showed a knock mark and the copper tripod accumulated incense. The Gaogongfu then praised: "The temple is a square inch, and the virtue is high and far." The wing room where he stayed was a small room, with an old wooden bed and a thick quilt. The town chief said ashamed that the wing room was originally for students who were poor or who studied hard before the exam, but it made the magistrate stay here, which was really frightened.

Gao Zhifu said: "This mansion is even more a disciple of the saint, and he should be here." He stroked the blue quilt with a smile, "It's so great, so great."

Magistrate Shao was very happy. After quitting the wing room, he praised the village chief again.

The township chief said, "Everyone follows the teachings of the Lord, and he dare not take credit for his humble position." He also quietly said that he had ordered the villages to issue orders. During the inspection, the magistrate, who dared to approach the Confucian Temple, would be punished by all the wives, especially those who wanted to give birth to a son to touch the toes of the saint. There were also ambushing people at the intersection of the village head just in case, and there would never be any trouble.

The next morning, a breakfast was offered in the Confucian Temple, with white porridge accompanied by snow lime, sesame leaves and other side dishes, and a few pastries and pickled salted eggs from the farmland. The salted eggs are marinated with wild duck eggs, which are slightly smaller than ordinary duck eggs. The wild duck green-headed purple wings of the raw eggs are only stayed in the reed marsh of Baitang Lake near the Confucian Temple, and fed with small silverfish in the lake. When marinating, you do not use wood ash or yellow mud. You can only soak them in the newly steamed head pot of the farm and add fine well salt to soak them in the porcelain jar. The egg white is as tender as jade paste, salty as light and light, with red egg yolks and crispy, and served with a small frying pan, and lightly baked in the stove, half soft and half crispy white flour cakes the size of a palm, or add mung bean sprouts, and the gluten is rolled out of the cage and soft and tough water-baked buns, which tastes wonderful.

The Gaogong each tasted one of them, nodded slightly, picked up the bowl, looked at the white porridge in the bowl, and smiled knowingly: "The place where the saints should eat this."

Someone accompanied him and said, "I'm sorry no one tasted it before the adults."

County Magistrate Shao continued: "A kind person is in the seat, but no Ai Mo has fallen into it."

Gao Zhifu said, "Zhesha, how dare you compare this?"

The township chief bowed: "Mr. Xie praised the hometown for its education and education, and has escaped the ignorance."

The whole seat was filled with laughter and stroking his hands. The Gao Magistrate also laughed and said, "You have never understood it. Township Chief Sun is reminding me not to forget the food."

The township chief immediately bowed again: "A little trick to get rid of the favor of the adults, so ashamed! If you ask for this low-level position, you will only be punished."

Everyone laughed at the desk.

After taking up again, I continued to patrol, and everything was still perfect. In the afternoon, when I returned to the county magistrate and entered the city gate, Magistrate Shao was relieved. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at Nanda Street, a window on the second floor of the building next to the road suddenly opened wide, and a man with a red face and long beard flashed. He swung a big knife and roared at the prefect's official sedan chair: "Ha! Drink!"

The guard immediately said, "There is an assassin!"

The guards on the room were all fired, and the man holding the knife disappeared in a flash, and his body was agile. The guards jumped onto the tiles and hugged the window. The commander beside the sedan chair shouted loudly: "Sir, please capture them alive! Don't hurt them! It's convenient for interrogation!"

Magistrate Shao was sweating and watching. The room where the window was opened was an inn. The shopkeeper led the waiter to crawl out of the shop and kneel beside the road to apologize. Soon, the guards took out two people tied up and threw them in front of the prefect's sedan chair. Magistrate Shao looked over and looked at it, and his head was buzzing - it was the crazy uncle and nephew.

Chen Chou took the money, crawled out of the inn, and ran on the road in panic.

When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty...

The Taishang Star, responding without stopping. He exorcises evil and binds charm, protects his life and body. His wisdom is clear and his mind is peaceful...

The great immortal is a mediocre person who is born in the late stage, but it is difficult to accept his kindness. In the world, there are many outstanding talents, hoping that the great immortal will move his love early!

There are no ghosts and gods in the world, and most of them are caused by people.

But this is too strange!

Why do I always get into this kind of thing?

Chen Chou burst into tears in the wind and choked, swallowing the cold air and burping repeatedly.

I don’t know if I was too full last night or my repeated thoughts distracted myself. I didn’t take a few breaths along the way, but the sun was already west and I didn’t feel hungry. Suddenly I heard a singing voice.

"The vast mist, the flowing clouds of the sky, the way is high and the way is under the feet..."

Chen Chou was so angry that he saw an old man with long beard in the dress and riding a thin donkey in the setting sun. He walked on a song. The white wilderness around him was gone, so why did he find a Taoist emerge again? Chen Chou couldn't help but stop and stood by the road with his horse cautiously.

The old man approached the road and stopped singing and stopped the donkey: "Donor, I am polite."

Chen Chou narrowed his eyes and bowed: "Xiaosheng has seen Taoist priest. The snow is desolate, how can Taoist priest go here?"

The old Taoist laughed and said, "Walking around, I didn't realize it. How can the donor be here?"

Chen Chou said: "I want to leave Quanyang."

The old Taoist nodded: "There are a few miles ahead of you that is the boundary of Quanyang. At the junction of the two counties, the township is quite lively. If the donor wants to stay, it will be very convenient."

Chen Chou said: "Thank you, but the direction the Taoist priest has to go for more than ten miles before there is a home. It is difficult to walk at night. How can I stay overnight?"

The old Taoist smiled: "But rely on nature, how much you do, how much you do, you will have your own fate when you stop. It is like a donor, without any doubts. When the fate comes, everything will be resolved."

Chen Chou kept telling himself, be cautious and cautious, but he still couldn't help but say: "How can Taoist Master explain this?"

The old man smiled but didn't say anything.

For some reason, Chen Chou looked at the person in front of him and felt an inexplicable trust and intimacy in his heart, not as unrestrained as before, and he couldn't help but bow: "I'm not to hide it from Taoist priest. Xiaosheng encountered some...incredible things on the road."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Since it is incredible, there is no need to think too much or worry too much. The donor is a person with deep blessings. There is no need to doubt fear evil spirits and let it go."

When Chen Chou heard this, he secretly responded to the strange things that happened in the past two days. He saw a trace of sunshine in the dark clouds, and bowed deeply: "The little student is dull and hard to see through. Please give me advice!"

The old Taoist said, "The donor is not polite, I am just talking nonsense. The donor's future affairs have already been clear. Why do you need others to say too much? Well, since we meet, we have a fate, so we will sign with the donor." Taking out a bamboo tube, Chen Chou hurriedly took the money, and the old Taoist waved his hand, "This is the donor's fate, I don't need hexagrams."

Chen Chou picked up a sign and said, "The moon reaches the heart of heaven and man is hopeful, and the cowherd is a coincidence. There is no need to ask for a good partner. Heaven is happy and honorable by his fate."

Chen Chou was stunned, and the old Taoist stroked his beard: "I don't have much explanation for this sign, and the donor knows it in his heart." He said goodbye and rode a donkey away again.

Chen Chou was dizzy and continued to move forward. After a short while, he arrived at the township, two or three small streets, official inns, inns, wine shops, and shops. He was already very lighted, and the lights were brilliant, unexpectedly lively.

Chen Chou was about to enter the inn, and suddenly heard a burst of firecrackers blowing and asked, "Who is the one who will hold the wedding at this time?"

The waiter said: "It's not a happy event, it's a temple fair in the land. Our land is extremely effective. We hold temple fairs every year, and this is a evening offering."

Chen Chong thought about it, there were too many strange things in the past two days, and he might be able to explain it when he put down his luggage in the guest room, and went to the blowing place. After walking a few steps, he saw a temple with cigarettes soaring into the sky, crowded with people, men, women, and young men and women holding red silk incense candles and pushing around. Chen Chong was almost pushed into the temple by the crowd, so he also bought incense and worshipped. There was a table next to the throne with a sign-up hexagram. Chen Chong felt a move in his heart and walked to the next to the case: "Master, may he be divination?"

The old Taoist raised two fingers: "One sign and ten words."

Chen Chou paid the money, held the sign, seized the gap, knelt on the cushion in front of the statue, and prayed silently to shake the drum. A bamboo stick fell down. Chen Chou picked it up and handed it over to the Taoist.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "The donor is lucky, so I'll sign it for you." He handed the note to Chen Chou.

Chen Chou opened his eyes and felt a little shocked.

There are four lines of poems written on the red paper: "The moon reaches the heart of heaven and the man is hopeful, and the cowherd is the result of nature; there is no need to turn around and seek good friends, and the joy of heaven follows human destiny and glory."

The following is a small letter - "There is no need to sigh when the past is wasted, the red line has already established a marriage; the osmanthus flowers bloom behind the apricot blossoms, and they step onto the jade rabbit to Guanghan."

Chen Chouxinhu was stirred up and couldn't help but look up, and was shocked like lightning on his head, and he was in a daze.

The land on the divine platform is like three long whiskers, with kind eyes and gentle eyebrows, which is like the old Taoist he met in the evening!

There were three drums, and the prefect went to the hall.

The magistrate Shao stood beside him, and the officials of the county government, led by Zhang Ping, stood beneath the desk and watched.

The guards carried the two people tied into rice dumplings.

A lot of red oil paint on Deng Xu's face had been rubbed off, revealing his light yellow color. His beard drooped half of his belly and looked around, "Ah, why is it so familiar?" He glared at him again, "Who is the one who is here?"

The Gao Zhifu patted the auspicious tree: "The bold thief, the mansion has not yet asked questions, so he dared to question each other!"

Deng Xu shouted loudly: "Bold rats, dare you call Han Shouting Marquis a thief? Guan must be killed by your dog's head!"

Liu Tongyi said in a gentle voice: "General, this is the main hall of the Eastern Wu. The general is naturally familiar with it. Since he has been to the meeting alone, why not stay calm and see what they have done."

Deng Xu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly: "Guan went to the meeting alone, Ji Chang, why are you here? Why are your eyebrows black?"

Liu Tongyi said: "The military advisor ordered his subordinates to follow him secretly. He was afraid that the snowy sky would make the general unable to see his subordinates' faces clearly, so he became stained."

Deng Xu narrowed his eyes again: "Oh. But Guan remembers that going to the meeting alone should not be the time for snow."

Liu Tongyi said, "The general's feat has moved the sky and the earth, and auspicious snow has fallen."

Gao Zhifu buried his head in his sleeve, and Shao Zhifu said: "Sir?"

Gao Zhifu hit the table: "Who will tell us what the hell is?"

Magistrate Shao replied in a trembling voice: "It's a pair of crazy uncles and nephews. The lower officials have arrested these two people."

Deng Xu said: "Ji Chang, did you hear it? What do they call you and me? Where is the Qinglong Yanyue Sword?"

Liu Tongyi said: "General calm down, don't be trapped by the Eastern Wu generals."

The Gao Magistrate pressed his forehead again, covering his face with his big sleeves, as if he was calm. The magistrate Shao hurriedly whispered: "It seems that only uncles and nephews are crazy, and nephews are fine."
Chapter completed!