I left one thousand of the gift money and bought some fish and shrimps with the rest.

By the way, I reluctantly bought some lean pork.

These days, the price of pork is getting more and more outrageous.

Looking back with the big and small bags in hand, Jiang Shouzheng frowned. He felt something was wrong...

When I looked back, there was nothing outside the door.

Open your eyes!

A little girl squatted outside the door, her shoulders twitching.

"You..." Jiang Shouzheng thought for a while, "Are you the little girl last night?"

The little girl raised her head and looked at Jiang Shouzheng with tears in her eyes: "Woooooo..."

It turns out that the little girl last night was not a living person.

However, she didn't have any ghost energy at all, and the light was too dark, so Jiang Shouzheng didn't recognize her at first sight.

Not everyone's soul will turn into a ghost after death and give birth to ghost energy.

Jiang Shouzheng prefers to call this kind of special existence, spirit.

"What are you doing here?"

The little girl buried her head back on her knees and began to cry.

Spirits are similar to ghosts and do not have much consciousness.

There is no way to communicate either.

"Then just stay outside."

Jiang Shouzheng stood up.

The little girl was still crying weakly.

He is ready to look back, Ling, if he wants to stay at the door, just stay there.

As long as it doesn't disturb the peace within the temple, he has no interest in taking care of it.

The little girl's shoulders trembled and she said dullly:

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…Thank you.

Woohoo...please, help me find my mother.

Wuwuwu...Mom, she's gone."

Will he actually reply?

Is it conscious?

wrong!

"Mom, I'm gone."

"Mom, she's gone!"

"Mom! Gone!"

The tone of the little girl, lift it up!

The body keeps growing.

Ghost energy, like a sarcoma, grew on her body.

Covering and wrapping her original self.

After a while, a three-foot-long ghost with a green face and fangs roared at Jiang Shouzheng.

"Mom! Mom! She's gone!"

oh?

turn out to be.

Ghosts are transformed by spirits?

Jiang Shouzheng felt that he had learned a lot.

When the ghost rushed towards him, he turned around calmly, with mana swirling around him...

"ah."

Ghost, screamed.

The magic power swept over and turned into a wisp of smoke.

This ghost seems to have never appeared.

The little girl's cry still lingers in the forest...

'Mom, where have you been...I miss you. I'm so scared, so scared, so scared...'

And all of this turned into a sigh...

"Hey! Shouzheng! Are you picking up money?"

Jiang Shouzheng shook his head and put aside the pork, fish and shrimp from [Mana·Preservation].

"Master Guan, these are all tributes."

By the way, I explained what happened on the way back.

"Turtle Immortal?"

"Well, Uncle Ge said he is the Turtle Immortal."

"Oh, that's the Turtle Immortal."

"By the way, when you were in school today, two police officers from the Lu'an Police Station came to your door and said it was about last night's case. If you have any clues about the owner of that house, you can contact them at any time."

"Well, I understand, Master, then I'm going to cook."

The viewer's fingers moved wildly on the phone screen: "Go, go, make the taste lighter."

Jiang Shouzheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that he was allowed to enter the kitchen by default.

He thought he had to persuade the viewer for a while.

After a busy period.

“Stir-fried pig blood tofu, stir-fried beef with ginger, both are pretty good.”

After receiving the affirmation from the viewer, Jiang Shou was relieved.

It seems that I still have some talent in cooking.

After dinner, Jiang Shouzheng finished washing the dishes and chopsticks.

Walked around the temple.

"Guanzhu, where are you?"

"I'm here~"

The visitor...how did he end up on the top of the hall?

"Guanzhu, why did you go up there?"

"Look at the stars, Shouzheng, do you want to come up?"

Jiang Shouzheng took a few steps back, took small steps quickly, jumped up, and landed gently.

"Come, come, lie down and look at the stars.

Stay upright! When you were young, the stars in the sky looked like this.

Now that you are so big, the stars in the sky are still like this.

As for people, they come and go.

Tell me, what are we Taoist priests pursuing?"

Every year, there is always a period of time when the viewer will go to the top of the temple, lie down and look at the stars.

For some years, I didn't say a word.

Some years, it was crackling, raining and foggy, and we kept talking.

When he was a child, Jiang Shouzheng didn't understand, so he didn't answer.

As he grew up, Jiang Shouzheng tried to understand a little bit, but did not reply.

He is just watching the stars with the viewer.

Thinking about something.

The time has come to eleven o'clock.
To be continued...