Due to the memory of Yu Chen's two lives, coupled with the pressure of being a criminal, over time, his character became different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, seeing this late-night hungry ghost and the Book of Saviors, I would probably have peed my pants and found it difficult to move!

But even so, he was still stunned for a while, looking at the smoky words on the scroll in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, endless memories flooded into my mind again.

In a daze, a revolving door of images appeared before Yu Chen's eyes.

A year ago, a drought broke out, and the people in Weishui were starved of food.

In this disaster, a poor family's parents died of starvation, leaving only their young children begging to survive.

Decades later, the children grew up, but due to the disaster that year, their limbs were stooped, their minds were confused, and they could only beg for food under the dry bridge.

One day, a wealthy lady from Zhoucheng came to the Weishui River. Seeing the miserable situation, she couldn't bear it, so she bought a mandarin cod from Chunfeng Restaurant and handed it over to a beggar.

The beggar was overjoyed and kept kowtowing until the lady was gone and the ground was stained with blood. Then he stopped, opened the food box, and devoured the mandarin cod completely.

Even the spine that couldn't be eaten was licked all day and all night until it couldn't taste any more, and then it stopped.

At this point, the beggar could never forget this feeling.

My only wish is to collect money before I die and taste the taste of mandarin cod again.

Just like that, another three years have passed.

The beggar worked harder than ever to beg for money, and finally he was about to save enough, but he froze to death under a dry bridge due to a heavy snowstorm.

The revolving lantern painting ends here.

Yu Chen also came back to his senses from that miserable life.

The emotion of not getting what he asked for was deeply felt by him.

He looked at the shadow of the crawling hungry ghost in the scroll, beside the underworld, and felt no fear in his heart, only...sighing.

"That's all, whether it's for the benefits mentioned in this book or your endless obsession, I will go down the mountain tomorrow and buy you one of those mandarin cods."

After that, he closed the scroll, stuffed it under his pillow, and fell asleep.

The next morning.

Yu Chen woke up from his sleep.

What I experienced yesterday is still in my mind, like a dream.

He put his hand under the pillow to see that the scroll was no longer there. When he closed his eyes again, he saw the scroll rising and falling in the inner scene.

The smoky gray characters on it are so real.

Not a dream.

Yu Chen took a deep breath, got up and cooked a bowl of white porridge. After drinking it, he took the money he had saved over the years and went down the mountain.

Ever since he became the tombkeeper of Qingfeng Mausoleum, the government would give him some money every month. In addition, Yu Chen would make some paper figures and sell them to the people who worshiped their ancestors, so he could also save some coins.

However, even if he had money, he would live frugally, so that when he was on the road to exile six months later, he would have enough money to honor the officials and not become an innocent ghost on the road to exile.

Having been a man for two generations, and listening to all kinds of boasts from the people in the county, he still understands these things about human nature.

After going down the mountain, the heavy snow was still there, and as far as the eye could see, it was all pure white.

Or due to bad weather, even if the sun rises three times, there will be no one in the county.

Yu Chen wrapped himself tightly in his old coat and went straight to Chunfeng Tower.

Everyone in Weishui County knows about Chunfeng Restaurant. It is the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the county.

No matter they are dignitaries or wealthy businessmen, every important day will have a table in this Chunfeng Tower.

After crossing the threshold and stepping into Chunfeng Tower, a smart waiter immediately greeted me.

Seeing it was Yu Chen, the waiter was immediately stunned.

He recognized Yu Chen.

There are two tombs on the Weishui River, the Qingfeng Mingyue Tomb, the gentle breeze lets the dogs gnaw, and the bright moon shines on the nobles.

As the slang goes, the Qingfengling Mausoleum buries poor people. As a member of the lower class, anyone who has paid homage to their ancestors at the Qingfengling Mausoleum in recent years will have some impression of the young gravekeeper in front of them.

Not to mention, the waiter had a feeling in his heart when he first met this young man.

It was also a snowy day and everything was completely silent.

The waiter and Yu Chen have a close relationship.

At that moment, Xiao Er felt that this young man was more silent than the silent tomb, the bones in the soil, and the cold sky and freezing ground.

It was a color without any expectations.

At that time, he remembered Yu Chen.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" After all, he is a waiter at Chunfeng Restaurant, so he has professional qualities. The waiter quickly came to his senses and asked with a smile.

"A box of mandarin cod, take it with you." Yu Chen took out a bunch of copper coins and handed them to the waiter.

But even though he looked calm, his heart ached.

The mandarin cod at Chunfeng Restaurant is not a hard dish, but since it is at Chunfeng Restaurant, it is by no means cheap. It took Yu Chen two months to save up the price.

The waiter was also slightly stunned. He asked about the identity of the grave-watcher and thought he wanted to have a good meal before "leaving".

But despite what he was thinking, the waiter responded enthusiastically, took the money, and ordered the cook to go down.

Not long after, a mandarin cod in a purple wood food box was lifted up by the waiter and handed to Yu Chen. He nodded and bowed, "Sir, please go slowly and come back when you have time."

Yu Chen took it, went out, and quickly ran up to Qingfengling Mausoleum under the watchful eyes of a few scattered people.

Returning to the earthen house, he closed the doors and windows, took out the Book of Saviors, and opened the food box.

In an instant, a strong fragrance filled the whole room. The fragrance of fish was mixed with the stimulation of spices and embellished with the aftertaste of chopped green onions. Yu Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

——At this age, he has never tasted the taste of mandarin cod. If it weren't for the memory of the beggar, he wouldn't even know that Chunfeng Tower sells mandarin cod.

But the scent didn't last long.

He opened the Sutra of Saviors on his own, and a golden light came out, sucking the food box into it.

Suddenly, the picture changed.

I saw the creeping ghost figure, swallowing the mandarin cod in the food box with a satisfied look on his face.

Not long after, the last fish bones of a fish were devoured. He even licked the food box many times before reluctantly putting it down.

Even through the book, Yu Chen could feel the feeling of satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost stood up, bowed deeply in the direction outside the scroll, and stepped into the rolling Yellow River.

When his feet stepped into the river, a small boat appeared out of thin air. A thin figure with its back to Yu Chen rowed the boat, carrying the satisfied ghost, and sailed into the fog.

He can no longer be seen.

Yu Chen stared at all this blankly, as if he could feel the satisfied mood of the ghost, and he also felt a little satisfied.

But Guiying's life is over, and Yu Chen's has just begun.

At the moment when the ghostly figure took the ferry away, the Sutra of Saviors suddenly shined with golden light!

The smoky gray characters changed.

[Ninth-grade mortal wishes come true, ninth-grade mortal souls are saved, and the treasure book "Paper Man and Paper Horse Essentials" is given]

Before Yu Chen could react, he saw a mottled black book flying out of the picture scroll world and landing in the palm of his hand.

Yu Chen subconsciously opened it, and in an instant, the world was spinning again!

He only heard a disembodied sound echoing in his ears. In a daze, he seemed to have arrived in an unknown place. In his hands were bamboo sticks, yellow paper, pen and ink, and various things - men, women, old and young, birds.

Wild beasts, insects, fish, flowers and plants... countless things are woven in his hands.

During this process, Yu Chen seemed to be hungry and tireless, and so on, as the years passed.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like countless years have passed.

Yu Chen woke up with a start.

There was a sudden realization in my mind.

This so-called paper man and paper horse is a kind of thaumaturgy, which can control the pierced objects with the spirit, whether it is a person or a spirit. Even if there is a thing called "Qi" applied to it, it can also

Really possesses the power of the thing you stabbed!

For example, if you pierce a tiger and add Qi to its body, you can really transform into the ferocious beast!

It's a pity that Yu Chen doesn't have that so-called magic power now, so the things he pulls out are just illusory and illusory.

But according to what I can see through enlightenment, even if it only has its own shape, it is still lifelike!

Without saying much, Yu Chen immediately gave it a try.

——In addition to visiting the tombs, he usually made some paper figurines and sold them to the worshipers, so there was naturally no shortage of materials in the house.

Take a stack of yellow paper, a bundle of bamboo strips, and a pen and paper, and start tying them up.
To be continued...