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Spirit Guide San Jiangshui 37100K 2022-07-19

I hastily smiled. ”Master Han, don't scare me.”

”Speak!” Han Xiaotian said harshly.

”I'm really a writer of novels. I'm here to pick up wind.” I acted like I was about to cry, scared.

Han Xiaotian gave him a dark look. ”If you keep spouting nonsense, I won't be polite.”

”Really, Master Han!” I pursed my lips and squeezed a few tears out of my eyes.

Han Xiaotian chuckled. ”With your guts, you can only be a scholar.”

I was relieved that he no longer doubted me. I don't think he suspected me, but the most important reason was that I picked at the bride's head with a stick. However, I forgot about it due to carelessness. Han Xiaotian thought that I didn't know anything, so he stopped suspecting me.

Halfway through the tomb, Han Xiaotian said to the eight people, ”Before dawn, you must bury it well and erect the tombstone. If the tombstone is not finished by four o'clock, then we will set it up and finish it tomorrow night. ”

After saying that, Han Xiaotian looked at me and asked, ”Do you want to watch them bury their graves here, or do you want to return with me?”

”I'll take a look around here first. I'll come over to your house later and ask you for some information. When my book is published, I'll write your name on the first page. You're the consultant.” I said.

”It's nothing more than a title.” Han Xiaotian waved his hand and left.

After Han Xiaotian had walked far away, I took out my cigarettes and sent them out one by one. Then I asked, ”Is Master Han specializing in marriage affairs?”

One of them replied, ”As long as it's a dead man, he will do anything. Although making money with a ghost marriage is a lot, it's not a lot. ”

The other person lowered his voice and said, ”Little brother, I think you're being honest. You better not provoke him or else you won't even know how you died!”

I hastily asked, ”What's wrong?” Is Master Han bad? ”

The man laughed out loud. ”Look at your guts! Although Master Han is not good at communicating, he is a good person. If there is anything that a country bumpkin needs his help with, he will never say no. ”

In that case, this Han Xiaotian was a good person? Would the matter with the mute ghost have anything to do with him? But my intuition always told me that he was the type of man with a black belly.

This Han Xiaotian is very meticulous. If I were to inquire about his matters again, I'm afraid that tomorrow when these farmers talk about him, he would become suspicious again.

I changed the topic. ”Uncle, aren't you afraid of being buried tonight?”

An uncle said loudly, ”What is there to be afraid of? For the eight of us, there are twenty-seven pieces of Yang Fire, and we don't dare to approach any dirty stuff! ”

Twenty-seven pieces of Yang Fire? I counted with my fingers. Was there another way to go about it? He then said, ”Three pieces of Yang Fire per person, three pieces of Yang Fire, ah, three pieces of Yang Fire, why are there twenty-seven pieces of Yang Fire?”

The uncle said, ”Three, eight, twenty-seven! Have you ever read a book? ”

”Thirty-eight twenty-seven?” I asked, a little confused myself.

”A primary school student who doesn't even know arithmetic still writes books. What a joke! ”Let's hurry up and go!”

I shook my head and slowly walked back, wondering how much three by eight was worth.

When he arrived at Han Xiaotian's house, he was grinding something in the living room.

”Han shi — Adviser Han!” I trotted over to his side and leaned over to ask, ”What are you grinding?”

Han Xiaotian took the pipe away and coughed before saying, ”Dead bones.”

I took a look and saw that it was really white. I asked, ”Why are you grinding the bones of people to death?”

”Of course I have to make myself look like a dead person. Otherwise, if I don't have too much yang energy on me, I might accidentally harm the ghost spirit.” Han Xiaotian said while smoking his pipe.

When the bones were very thin, he poured them into a cup and made some water for tea.

”Would you like one too?”

I hastily waved my hand. ”No, I don't dare to drink this beverage without the approval of the Food and Drug Administration. I'm afraid of death.”

Han Xiaotian chuckled.

I glanced at the deity statue on top of the deity tablet and intentionally pointed my finger towards it. Han Xiaotian immediately grabbed my hand and asked, ”What are you randomly pointing at?”

I hastily replied, ”I want to ask why that deity statue was covered by a black cloth.”