novelcrest Chapter 47 Waste
Chapter 47 Waste
"Xuhao" originally came from the Xu constellation in "Tu Xu Min Hao", whose star is called "Xiao", which usually symbolizes death and emptiness.
The earliest public understanding of Zhong Kui came from Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, who described him as "stealing figures from the void as if in a play, ruining people's happy events and turning them into sorrow," directly associating him with Zhong Kui.
Back when I returned to Beijing to report on my work, I even read "The Five Ghosts Disturb Zhong Kui During a Bountiful Year." The character's appearance was roughly the same as described in the book: a red-robed, bull-nosed man with one foot on the ground and the other hanging from his waist.
Hearing Yan Fu'an say this, Ma Ye also began to recall whether he had encountered such ghosts or monsters recently.
But no matter how much I thought about it, I still couldn't recall anyone with such a distinctive appearance; I'd never even seen him on my phone.
"Grandpa Yan, this thing is so special, I've really never seen anything like it before!"
"Of course you haven't seen it. At this point, all the great and small gods have changed their appearance."
Look at Wenliang, ever since he read the newspaper, he has changed into a postman's clothes. The style has been changing, and his appearance is no longer the golden armor and long beard he had in the temple.
But he couldn't hide his true nature; he always liked to look around, otherwise he wouldn't be delivering newspapers door-to-door.
"So you mean to say that this Void-E also lives in the human world in a different form?"
"Yes, your Xiao Jin was affected by the 'power of depletion' emitted by the Void. Fortunately, the environment for malaria to survive is no longer available, otherwise she would have suffered a lot."
Yan Fusheng pulled out a board from under his robe. It was inscribed with "City God's Decree" and was not lacquered; it was still the red of peach wood.
The chair was slapped into Ma Ye's hand, and he stood up from his seat, causing the curved armchair to vanish instantly.
"Your master has been gone for more than two months. Without his protection, you and Xiao Jin will face all sorts of troubles."
Her destiny is very good, but because of you, she will inevitably have to endure some setbacks.
If you run into trouble again, remember to come to me. I owe Zhu Weisong a favor, and it's time to make it up to him.
With a single upward flick of his wrist, the tightly closed wooden door slowly opened, revealing a minor official standing at the entrance.
Seeing the wooden door open, the minor official turned around and went outside to look for the two wandering deities.
Knowing that this meant he could leave, Ma Ye didn't plan to stay any longer, since Zhu Jin was still waiting for this brand.
"Your Majesty, thank you very much this time."
"It's nothing. Next time you come, remember to bring something interesting. I don't really have much entertainment."
Behind him, Qiao Kun and Wen Liang were already standing at the door.
Ma Ye bowed and left through the door.
After leaving the main hall, the two wandering deities beside me came over and asked me all sorts of questions, just like ordinary friends.
"Xiao Ye, what happened? The City God was quite angry this morning, he almost went out in person."
Qiao Kun took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He knew Ma Ye didn't touch these things, so he and Wen Liang each took one.
"They said that Xiao Jin and I encountered some kind of misfortune, otherwise we wouldn't have been so unlucky."
"Damn it, what a waste! Wasn't that brat dead?"
"What the hell is dead? Old Joe, can you please stop taking operas as reality?"
Li Zhi is exaggerating! How could a star spirit incarnate possibly be eaten by Zhong Kui?
The cigarette ash fell on the ground, and Wen Liang was too lazy to smoke it. Qiao Kun always bought the cheapest cigarettes to save money.
This guy is willing to go out for barbecue and beer in the middle of the night, but during the day he might only buy a bowl of braised meat at most.
"Master Wen, are you aware of wasteful spending?"
"What's wrong? Are you planning to get revenge?"
"I'm not Zhong Kui, and I can't subdue him. I just avoid him after I make an impression on him."
Wen Liang glanced back and saw that the main hall door was already closed, so he pulled Ma Ye and squatted down outside the wall together.
Anyway, the kid is curious, so this will help him kill some time.
Picking up a small stick from the side, Wen Liang drew a simple portrait on the ground.
The portrait is somewhat different from what Yan Fu'an described; it depicts a man and a woman, or rather, one with long hair and the other with short hair.
They all have small noses and ears, and even their hair is very messy.
"Waste is not a single thing, but is divided into major waste and minor waste."
I saw it on the street more than 20 years ago.
Wherever the two went, they were sure to find widespread devastation.
Flies were found in restaurant food, refrigerators in shops had exposed bottoms, hospital machines malfunctioned, and cars exploded.
Actually, neither of them did it on purpose; they just couldn't control their abilities.
Hearing him say that, Ma Ye also remembered the fruit shop from last night.
That shop used to do good business; even without discounts, they wouldn't have any perishable fruit left over that night.
But when "Li Qianqian" first appeared at the fruit shop, not only did normal sales fail, the refrigerator broke down.
Seeing Ma Ye rubbing his chin in deep thought, Qiao Kun, standing to the side, knew that the kid had discovered who was the waste.
"Now you remember, right? Why don't you tell us your location, and we'll have Old Wen give him a warning later?"
"Why don't you go yourself!"
He retorted directly with a single sentence; Wen Liang wouldn't tolerate this kind of behavior.
Ma Ye, who was squatting in the center, began to look at the portrait on the ground.
However, based on the descriptions of these two people, it is not necessarily confirmed that "Li Qianqian" is one of the two "big and small losses" (referring to the shop owner's bad luck). After all, her clothes are quite gorgeous, and she may just be the shop owner who is simply unlucky.
"Not necessarily. We've been in contact with quite a few people recently."
"Master Wen, please take me home first. Xiao Jin is waiting for me."
Using his feet to pry open the clay painting on the ground, Wenliang also got up and stretched his arms.
He put his hand on Ma Ye's shoulder as before, then turned to Qiao Wen and asked:
"Old Joe, are you still going to bet?"
"If I don't gamble, I have no idea what it will be like up there!"
"No, why do you two always use me for gambling... ugh!"
Before Ma Ye could finish speaking, the familiar dizziness surged back, and the scene before him faded away like spilled ink, quickly returning him to the office he had just been in.
Right in front of him was Sun Xu's trash can. This time, without Wen Liang's prompting, he hugged the trash can and started vomiting.
Soon, footsteps could be heard at the door.
Sun Xu pushed the door open and saw Ma Ye holding his trash can in his arms.
"Little Sun, I'm leaving it to you now. Where's my bicycle?"
"The brakes have been repaired right outside the yard."
Picking up the sun hat beside him, Wen Liang ignored Ma Ye, who was vomiting bile; the kid would be fine after a while.
After Wen Liang left, Sun Xu also took a glass of water and walked to Ma Ye's side, wiping the dirt from his mouth with a tissue.
After rinsing his mouth with some water, Ma Ye felt much better.
My stomach is already empty, so the two working meals I ate at the City God Temple were a complete waste.
"Xiao Ye, you'll get used to it. I was like that before too, and I felt better after throwing up five, six, seven, or eight times."
"No, this is only my fourth time!"
Finally, he spat into the trash can, then stood up and picked up the trash bag.
The City God's Token in his arms was digging into his ribs and causing pain when he vomited, so he still needed to send it to Zhu Jin as soon as possible.
The flow of time was different up and down, but Ma Ye felt that the sun's altitude hadn't changed much; it was still just as sunny.
The air conditioning in the side hall had been turned off, and Zhu Jin was sweating profusely, but she still felt cold.
Her nostrils twitched slightly, probably because she had just fallen asleep.
"Auntie, did Xiao Jin have lunch?"
"You've eaten; how can you take medicine if you don't eat?"
Seeing Ma Ye arrive, the staff member was relieved. She still had a lot of work to do and had been taking care of the patient, which had taken up a lot of her time.
She can leave the side hall to the two children so she can go back to work.
As soon as he entered, Ma Ye felt that the air was a bit stuffy, and there was a stale atmosphere around Zhu Jin. Her eyelids twitched slightly, and she was probably dreaming.
He didn't know whether to keep the things given by the City God close to his body or just hold them, but since the girl's hand was still outside, he just put them in her hand.
"Xiao Jin, wake up! The enemy is about to push down your high ground!"
"No! Let me win one round!"