I'm just blind

Chapter 1 Where did you invite the magic stick!

A black coffin surrounded by white and yellow garlands was placed in the center of the hall. On the table in front of it stood a photo of the deceased. Next to the photo stood two sticks of pewter that had been burned one-third. In front of it is a small tripod for incineration, and the money paper is burning non-stop, making the whole room smell of burning paper.

In the room, only the person who specially invited the crying spirit was crying vigorously, and everyone else was silent, and the few words that occasionally flashed were deliberately suppressed.

"Have you heard? This old man died, and the Ye family started fighting to divide the family property. Those who didn't find the suicide note are better at playing tricks than one."

"Isn't this well known, the Ye family has many illegitimate children!"

"What I want to say is that there are rumors that Mr. Ye has appeared. They have not been safe during the three days of guarding the spirit. They have not seen each of them with dark circles. Looking at each of them, the originally proud smile is now very stiff. ?"

"This……"

The Ye family is one of the three major aristocratic families in the capital. Although there are many descendants, none of them are promising. After Mr. Ye leaves, the Ye family is about to be overthrown. However, these short-sighted people are still only concerned with dividing up the family property. Few people are waiting to see the jokes of this group of people!

Zhao Chongshan listened to the whispered discussions of the crowd, without a trace of expression on his face, and his eyes were empty, without any emotion.

He supported his old man and bowed respectfully to old man Ye's memorial tablet, and then walked aside to wait for his old man to worship.

Zhao Chongshan has no special feelings about life, death, and life. He is naturally emotionless, and he can't cry or laugh.Zhao's mother often looked at him and sighed, saying that she was sorry for him and made him look like this.Every time he watched her shed tears, he would wipe them off for her according to the script, but he didn't feel that such a thing was a big deal in his heart, he didn't feel anything.

"Old man Ye, I'm here to see you." Mr. Zhao sighed as he looked at the black and white photo of Mr. Ye. Although the two had fought for a lifetime, he felt uncomfortable when this man left suddenly.

Just like now, Zhao Chongshan can't understand everything Mr. Zhao does emotionally.

However, this is a rule and a tradition, and he will follow it.

"Mr. Zhao, my father knows that you will come to see him, and the spirit of heaven will be happy." Seeing that the current head of the Zhao family is actually coming to visit his father, the third son of Mr. Ye immediately went up to talk flatteringly.

Mr. Zhao looked over, his vicissitudes of eyes were sharp, and he obviously had no intention of responding to one of Mr. Ye's useless sons.

"Happy fart!"

Beside the two of them, Old Man Ye, who was wearing a shroud, was blowing his beard and staring. He couldn't help jumping when he thought that his innocence would be ruined by his children and grandchildren. Even after he died, he didn't change his temper.

"Fuck off, who wants you to come to worship, what a shameless old man Zhao!"

Seeing that Ye San actually wanted to praise Mr. Zhao's stinky shoes, Mr. Ye's face became even more stinky, "You are unfilial, I didn't strangle you when you were born, what a fucking mistake!"

As he said that, Old Man Ye took off his shoes, intending to whip Ye San with the soles of his shoes.

But the sole of the shoe and the arm passed through Ye San's body at the same time, which only made Ye San shiver, as if feeling the cold wind entering his body.

Mr. Ye did not give up, and sat together repeatedly. In the past three days in the mourning hall, he saw a son smoke one, and saw a grandson hit one. Time is useless.

No, the rumors of haunting spread like this.

Mr. Zhao looked at Ye San very disrespectfully: "Hmph! If Mr. Ye was here, I'm afraid he'd pick up a stick and drive people away. I'm not necessarily happy!"

"Hehe." Ye San slapped his hoof flatteringly, and laughed twice.

Tao Chuhan, who walked in with the grandson of Ye's parents, watched a black leather shoe flying towards him without avoiding it, and watched it pass through his body.

Tao Chuhan was dressed in black and walked in with a flashlight, which was very eye-catching.

"Turn on the lights, turn on all the lights." How tiring it was for him to hold a flashlight in the pitch black!

There are floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the mourning hall, the curtains are all open, and the light is just right, but Tao Chuhan asked someone to turn on the lights as soon as Tao Chuhan came, which made Ye Jinhua very incomprehensible, but thinking of the unrest in the mourning hall these days, he still arranged for people to take pictures. Done.

The people who came to worship were surprised to see that the Ye family turned on the lights in broad daylight, but they were above the mourning hall.

Even if there are doubts, it's hard to say clearly, but I believe that the Ye family's mind is not very normal.

Once all the lights were turned on, Tao Chuhan nodded in satisfaction.

Tao Chuhan, who was reborn at the age of 16, was hit by a car and became half blind.

After that, all living people were black silhouettes in clothes in his eyes, which made him successfully suffer from special face blindness, and he could only distinguish people by sound.On the contrary, ghosts have become the main body of the world in his eyes, they can be seen everywhere, they are well-dressed, there are ghosts left over from all ages, and the population is not less than human beings.

It is not uncommon for him to bump into a yellow-robed man on the road, pointing at him and yelling, "Bold and unreasonable, you don't kneel when you see me!" and other things.

His world is governed by ghosts, and the human day is his night.

The day in everyone's eyes is now night in his eyes. Asking people to turn on the lights is a matter of course for Tao Chuhan. Others think he is a quirk, but he doesn't care.

Seeing Ye Jinhua find such a person, Ye Yuxuan sneered on the spot: "Ye Jinhua, if you are looking for a magic stick to cheat money, you have to find someone who looks like you. You are a liar at a young age. Do you need to see an ophthalmologist?" !"

Ye Jinhua became angry immediately when he heard Ye Yuxuan's words, but he didn't get angry first, but stabilized Tao Chuhan beside him: "Master Tao, don't take it to your heart, my sister is not sensible, I know you have real talents of!"

"Okay." Tao Chuhan was not interested in listening to Ye Jinhua's flattery, so he just waved his hands casually.

And the old man Ye who was standing next to Ye Laosan saw that the eldest grandson actually found a magic stick to deceive people in order to share an extra share of the family property. His eyes opened and two beams of flames sprang out, and they floated over quickly. He picked up the shoes that he had just lost. He lashed out at Ye Jinhua.

Although Ye Jinhua felt that the wind was blowing on his body, everyone's eyes were on him at this moment, so he couldn't say anything, but just looked at Tao Chuhan with eyes asking for help, just like looking at a bodhisattva in a temple.

"You little brat, you didn't learn well at such a young age, you pretended to be a swindler, old man, I will teach you a lesson for your parents!" After smoking Ye Jinhua, Mr. Ye raised his leather shoes and wanted to smoke Tao Chuhan. .

But before he swung his hand down, Tao Chuhan took a step back a little later to create a distance.

Seeing Mr. Ye, who was wearing a traditional mandarin jacket and shroud with yellow patterns on a black background, floating around at his funeral like an old child, talking non-stop in a rough mouth, Tao Chuhan couldn't help but feel ashamed, old children are not easy to coax Ah, especially those who have a good status in front of them!

"Mr. Ye, save yourself, aren't you tired?"

As soon as Tao Chuhan opened his mouth, fear appeared in Ye Jinhua's eyes, and he became more and more sure that what happened in the mourning hall before was caused by Mr. Ye.

Among the people on the field, a small number of faces showed a little fear, while most of them looked like they were watching a good show.

"Bah! I spent my whole life as a soldier, so why would I be tired if I smoked a yellow-haired kid!" Thinking that he actually answered the words of this little liar, Mr. Ye became even more upset, "This little liar is actually pretending to be so good, the old man I am actually I was caught in it for a while!"

"Tao, Master Tao, is grandpa really here..." Ye Jinhua's voice trembled slightly, and he tried to calm himself down, "Master Tao, you must send grandpa to reincarnate, it's not good to stay in this world ah!"

"Bah! Don't think that the old man doesn't know what you are thinking!" Old man Ye became even more angry when he heard it.

Tao Chuhan looked at the restless old master Ye who was dead and knew that this matter was not so easy to handle, so he helped his forehead.

"Mr. Ye, how about drinking a cup of tea to calm down!" Tao Chuhan suggested looking at Mr. Ye who was standing not far away.

"Master Tao, grandpa doesn't like to drink tea, but he likes to burn knives."

"Burning a knife is fine." Tao Chuhan, who feeds on ghosts, always carries all kinds of props to please him. After speaking, he took out a piece of yellow paper with a jar of wine drawn on it from his pocket, and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the yellow paper was ignited by the fire and turned into ashes.

"Yo ho! The little liar is good at chemistry, no wonder he can lie to my useless grandson. The brat doesn't want to study hard to serve the country, and pretends to be a magic stick to deceive people everywhere!" Seeing Tao Chuhan's show, old man Ye suddenly panicked. He stared at him with a face full of hatred.

It wasn't until an old wine jar sealed with a red cloth appeared in front of him that his eyes became more cautious.

Soon, Tao Chuhan burned another celadon wine bowl.

Only then did he open the wine jar, poured a full glass for Mr. Ye, and made a gesture of invitation.

"It's really pretending to be pouring wine, this kind of trick, anyone can do it!" Ye Yuxuan, who had forgotten the phenomenon that the yellow paper was not lit and spontaneously ignited not long ago, was mocking as she stood aside.

Tao Chuhan didn't even turn his head when he heard her words, and watched Mr. Ye's actions very seriously.

"Grandpa Ye, try it, my burning knife is not something that ordinary ghosts can drink!" Tao Chuhan is also a person who watches ghosts order dishes, and good wine is naturally given to ghosts of good status. This is a way of "prescribing the right medicine".

Grandpa Ye looked at the blue wine bowl floating in front of his eyes, his eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed into the corners of his eyes.

He seemed to smell the aroma of wine.

Mr. Ye has lived for decades with just such a hobby. When he was alive, he still restrained himself for the sake of his body, but now, he couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it in one gulp, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fucking good! The wine is better than what the old man drank in front of me!"

Tao Chuhan, who had found the way, raised the corners of his mouth slightly as he watched Mr. Ye who was drinking.