Starting from Hong Kong in 1988!

For the Chinese people, kowtowing has never been a simple physical act.

Reverence for Heaven and ancestors, hierarchy between ruler and subject, human relations and filial piety, apprenticeship and learning skills...

In short, this action has become a cultural symbol throughout five thousand years of history, a matter of dignity and humiliation, and is not something that is easily performed.

The sheep in front of us, by making this gesture, has clearly abandoned all dignity and is begging for mercy…

Xu Guangkun's face remained expressionless, but he hid to the side.

He couldn't accept such a gift.

The ghosts who witnessed this scene had varying expressions.

The three-headed, six-armed ghost shifted its gaze, seemingly oblivious to the bulging, starving ghost, while the angry water ghost let out a cold laugh.

"Hey, you're actually going to kowtow? Trying to get him to save you?" He took two steps forward. "You think he's some kind of good guy? You think you can be saved!"

"impossible!"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the sheep that was still trying to kowtow.

"Meow!"

The sheep bleated and rolled to the side. The water ghost's foot pressed against the ground, its layers of fat trembling and squeezing out a large patch of water.

"You beast, you dare to hide!"

The water ghost cursed, and then, using some kind of magic, its bloated body suddenly became as light as a cat. In a few steps, it grabbed the fleeing lamb and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Meow!"

Wool splashes.

"I told you to dodge, I told you to dodge!" The water ghost was still not satisfied and kicked a few more times. The sheep curled up in pain, blood gushing from its mouth and nose, its cries pitiful enough to soften one's heart.

Are you going to hide or not?!

The water ghost was getting excited.

suddenly.

A large hand slapped him, like the sound of a drum. His fat sagged and bulged, and the water ghost was blasted a meter away. He not only became a walking gourd on the ground, but also overturned several low tables.

Ding ding ding.

Bowls, chopsticks, wine glasses, leftover food and drinks spilled all over him, making him look utterly disheveled.

"You so-called monk!"

The water ghost naturally let out a loud shout, got up covered in dust, and was about to rush forward when it stopped in surprise.

It wasn't Xu Guangkun who withdrew his hand, but the three-headed, six-armed demon!

"A monk?" the water ghost said, his face dark. "What the hell are you doing?!"

The three-headed, six-armed demon clasped its three hands together in front of its chest, turned its hideous and terrifying face to the right, revealing a kind and benevolent face that bore a striking resemblance to the Buddha, with a dignified and majestic appearance!

His voice was booming.

"Water ghost, why take your anger out on a lamb? How despicable!"

"You're calling me despicable?" The water ghost even doubted that he had heard correctly.

The monk chanted, "Amitabha."

"You thieving monk, pretending to have such a compassionate heart?" the water ghost chuckled angrily. "Why didn't you chant your Amitabha Buddha when you were eating human flesh?"

His voice grew louder and louder, "Why didn't you say it was despicable when you were eating human flesh!"

"Killing is not cruelty to living beings." The monk said without hesitation, then added, "Eating human flesh is not my wish. Once I have resolved my attachment, I will surely seek liberation through physical combat and voluntarily descend into Avici Hell!"

"That thieving monk! He certainly has a silver tongue!"

Unable to argue or vent his anger, the water ghost let out a hysterical roar, rushed forward, and rolled around in a ball with the monk.

The monk didn't stand on ceremony and reached behind him with all six hands.

The vajra, the staff, the alms bowl... all were brought out at once!

A sky filled with black mist, yet gleaming with light.

This was the first time Xu Guangkun had ever seen ghosts fight, so he squinted and carefully memorized their every move.

He hadn't even had a chance to look at it for long.

"Disgraceful things." The general waved his hand, and a strong wind arose from the flat ground, blowing the two entangled ghosts out of the house.

"boom."

With another clenched fist, the door slammed shut. He turned to face Xu Guangkun, pointed, and said, "Master, please."

Xu Guangkun looked at the sheep with a pleading face and remained silent.

Even ghosts have a bit of a compassionate heart; they themselves…

As he stood there in a daze, a face with loose fur, resembling that of an old dog, came close to him, a half-smile on its face, its eyes filled with suspicion.

"Master."

The voice of a starving ghost echoed eerily.

"Could it be that you don't even know how to create animals?"

"roll."

Xu Guangkun's voice wasn't loud, but it was full of anger.

He shoved the starving ghost aside, took a deep breath, and turned to the general: "I can only create, not solve. Does the general have any living people?"

"There's only one living person left." After saying this, the general turned to the starving ghost and said, "Go, do the job for the sorcerer."

"Don't think this is an eyesore, Master." The starving ghost grinned at Xu Guangkun and pulled out a dagger from his pocket.

He picked up the sheep, grabbed its head with one hand, and placed the dagger on its belly with the other.

The sheep struggled frantically, but to no avail.

The starving ghost didn't hesitate either, slicing the knife diagonally into his belly and then slicing upwards in a straight line.

Skin torn open, blood splattered.

"Meow! Meow!"

Before the piercing screams could finish echoing in the hall, another voice rang out.

"etc!"

....

Xu Guangkun reached out to stop him, not even realizing why he had reached out and said those words.

But what's done is done.

He stopped thinking about it and grabbed the starving ghost's withered, wooden claws.

"I can do it myself!"

The starving ghost turned to look at him, its eerie green eyes shrank into a ball, and even the general not far away came closer.

"Master, didn't you just say you couldn't?"

Xu Guangkun snatched the lamb away and slowly backed away, uttering a single sentence as he walked: "Now you've remembered again."

"Is that so?" The general sneered, his massive body standing ramrod straight. "They say it's all lies, all lies. But compared to you, a sorcerer, ha."

He sneered and clenched his fists tightly.

The wind blows.

Two walls of wind rose out of thin air and crushed towards Xu Guangkun in the middle.

"Such a high-ranking general, he can turn on you so easily."

Xu Guangkun put the gun he had already drawn back, and gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

next second.

"boom!"

The wind walls collided, and a huge storm raged out from the center, blowing everything to the side and turning into wind blades that plowed the ground, sending soil and rocks flying everywhere.

But the blood and flesh that the demons had imagined were nowhere to be seen; only a sigh they couldn't understand remained.

"110 points! More than fifty days of work for nothing."

.....

Holding the sheep, Xu Guangkun was enveloped in a fresh, elegant, dreamlike blue light as he ran. He could only see the white lanterns hanging on the street forming a line, and in the blink of an eye, it was colorful and the scenery changed.

Finally, the blue light dissipated, and moonlight and warm orange-red lamplight once again filled the view.

Xu Guangkun looked back, but could no longer see the bustling ghost market.

What I saw before me was just a dirt road made of compacted yellow earth, with a few stilted houses scattered around, each with a red lantern hanging from it.

It was so simple, but Xu Guangkun knew that he had returned to the human world.

He lowered his head, staring at the wide-eyed lamb in his hands, and after a long while, said in a hateful voice, "Where do you live? Lead the way now! If you can't come up with 200 taels, no, 300 taels of gold, don't blame me for steaming you and eating you!"

To his surprise, the sheep wasn't afraid at all. It stared at him with its big, round eyes, then shifted into a more comfortable position in his arms and pointed its left foreleg forward.

"Meow!"

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