Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 1: The ghost killed me

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  “家主,你死的好惨啊……”

“Patriarch, you died so miserably…”

  “家主,这些纸钱赶紧收下,遇到恶鬼千万不要小气啊……”

“Patriarch, take these paper money quickly, don’t be stingy when you encounter evil spirits…”

  “家主,你千万不要回来找我们啊,我们会按时祭拜你的……”

“Patriarch, don’t come back to us, we will worship you on time…”

  ……

  悲戚戚的哭声在陈洛耳中萦绕,陈洛睁开了眼睛。

The sorrowful cry lingered in Chen Luo’s ears, and Chen Luo opened his eyes.

  入目白幢白幡,硕大的“奠”字牌挂在正中,笔力雄浑。陈洛低下头,一身红色的员外袍材质细腻,手边有序摆放着金器玉雕……

In the eyes of the white banner, the huge “Dian” sign hangs in the center, and the pen is powerful. Chen Luo lowered his head, wearing a red robe of fine material, with gold and jade carvings placed in an orderly manner…

  陈洛从棺材里坐起身,一个古朴的灵堂映入眼眸,下方一个小丫鬟正一边烧着纸钱一边敷衍地哭泣着。

Chen Luo sat up from the coffin, a quaint mourning hall came into view, and a little maid below was crying perfunctorily while burning paper money.

  陈洛正要开口招呼那个小丫鬟,突然一股繁乱的记忆突然间汹涌而来,让陈洛不自觉打了个冷战,嘴里发出难以抑制的呻吟声。

Chen Luo was about to say hello to the little maid, when a chaotic memory suddenly surged in, causing Chen Luo to shiver unconsciously and let out an uncontrollable moan.

  下方正哭嘤嘤的小丫鬟终于听到了动静,抬起头,和陈洛四目相对。

The little maid who was crying below finally heard the movement, raised her head, and looked at Chen Luo.

  此时的陈洛,正在被强行灌入狂潮般的记忆,面容狰狞。

At this time, Chen Luo was being forced into a frenzy of memories, with a hideous face.

  “啊——”

“Ah-“

  只听一声穿金裂石的尖叫声从小丫鬟口中叫出,小丫鬟连滚带爬跑出灵堂,边跑边喊道——

I just heard a scream pierced through gold and cracked stones from the little girl’s mouth. The little girl scrambling and crawling out of the mourning hall shouted as she ran—

  “不好啦,家主诈尸啦……”

“It’s not good, the owner is cheating…”

  ……

  没去管小丫鬟惊恐的叫声,陈洛努力消化着脑海中的记忆,很快就明白了自己的处境。

Ignoring the terrified cry of the little maid, Chen Luo worked hard to digest the memory in her mind, and quickly understood her situation.

  他,穿越了……

He, crossed…

  他穿越到此方世界同名同姓的陈洛身上。

He traveled to Chen Luo, who has the same name and surname in this world.

  陈洛,字东流,十九岁,父母双亡,有姐有房,大玄朝路宁府万安县陈府家主,书香门第。三岁识字,五岁写诗,七岁诵读经典,十九岁一事无成……

Chen Luo, courtesy name Dongliu, was nineteen years old. Both parents died. He has a sister and a house. At the age of three, he can read, write poetry at the age of five, read the classics at the age of seven, and achieve nothing at the age of nineteen…

  咳咳,这种不重要的记忆还是不要去深究了。

Ahem, don’t delve into this unimportant memory.

  “我死了……”陈洛瞄了一眼自己身处的棺材,下了个结论,“严格来说,是这个世界的陈洛死了。”

“I’m dead…” Chen Luo glanced at the coffin he was in and came to a conclusion, “Strictly speaking, Chen Luo of this world died.”

  “可是他到底是怎么死的呢?”陈洛努力回想脑海中的记忆,很快就明白了事情的始末。

“But how did he die?” Chen Luo tried to recall the memory in his mind, and soon understood the whole story.

  自上月十五起,他陈府便开始死人。最开始是庄园里的佃户和庄丁,随后连县城府邸的下人也开始死亡。

Since the fifteenth of last month, his Chen residence has been dying. At first, the tenants and Zhuang Ding in the manor, and then even the servants of the county mansion began to die.

  起先县衙以为是瘟疫,派了郎中过来查看,却发现一切正常。但是人却仍旧一个接着一个地死去。

At first, the county government thought it was a plague, and sent a clerk over to check, but found that everything was normal. But people still die one by one.

  衙门也急了,可死者外无外伤,内无内伤,根本查不出什么症状,于是坊间传闻这是邪祟的手段。

The yamen was also in a hurry, but the deceased had no external injuries, no internal injuries, and no symptoms were found at all, so there were rumors that this was an evil method.

  邪祟者,魑魅魍魉是也。

Evil people are evil spirits.

  “果然传闻一般都是正解。”陈洛面露苦笑,他的前身就是死者中的一员,在之前的记忆里陈洛也看到了凶手。

“Sure enough, the rumors are generally correct.” Chen Luo smiled bitterly. His predecessor was one of the dead. In his previous memory, Chen Luo also saw the murderer.

  是鬼!

It’s a ghost!

  根据前身的记忆,陈洛知晓在此方世界中,儒、道、佛并立;人、妖、蛮共存;这鬼物之说,是真真切切存在的。

According to the memory of his predecessor, Chen Luo knew that in this world, Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism coexist; people, demons, and barbarians coexist; the theory of ghosts and things really exists.

  陈洛看到,那鬼物钻入了他的梦境之中,在梦境里,那鬼物拉出了三尺长的舌头,缠上了他的脖子,用力一拉,梦中陈洛的脑袋像被绞掉了一般,而外界的肉身也随之断了气。

Chen Luo saw that the ghost had penetrated into his dream. In the dream, the ghost pulled out a three-foot-long tongue, wrapped it around his neck, and pulled it hard. In the dream, Chen Luo’s The head seemed to be twisted off, and the outside body also died.

  陈洛还听到那鬼物在他耳边的呢喃:“陈家……死绝……”

Chen Luo also heard the ghost whispering in his ear: “Chen family…death…”

  陈洛打了个冷战,这种类似恐怖片的记忆还是不要坐在棺材里回忆比较好。他小心翼翼爬出了棺材,坐在一方椅子上。

Chen Luo fought a cold war. It’s better not to sit in a coffin and remember this kind of horror movie-like memory. He carefully climbed out of the coffin and sat on one of the chairs.

  仇人是只鬼,不死不休。怎么办?在线等,挺急的。

The enemy is a ghost, never dying. How to do? Online wait, very urgent.

  陈洛开始努力回想,看看有没有解决的办法。

Chen Luo began to think hard to see if there was a solution.

  这个世界,既然存在鬼物,自然就有灭鬼的法子,否则人间岂不是变成鬼蜮了。要说灭鬼,最专业的自然就是道门了。

In this world, since there are ghosts, there is naturally a way to eliminate ghosts, otherwise the world will become a ghost. When it comes to exterminating ghosts, the most professional is naturally the Daomen.

  在记忆中,陈府也找到了道门在万安县设立的道院,但是那群牛鼻子道士,居然集体跑去参加一甲子一次的罗天大蘸,只留了几个不中用的小道童看守。

In memory, Chen’s house also found the Taoist temple set up by the Taoist sect in Wan’an County, but the group of Niubi Taoists actually went to participate in the Luo Tian Da Dip once a year, leaving only a few useless. The little road boy guard.

  周围几个县城陈府自然也派人去打听了,回复的消息如出一辙,都是道长不在家。

Naturally, the Chen Mansion in the surrounding counties also sent people to inquire, and the reply was the same, that the Taoist priest was not at home.

  没有道,还有佛!

There is no Tao, there is Buddha!

  按理说佛门的雷音和业火对鬼物也有降服的效果,但大玄朝和西域佛国关系向来冷淡,自然也不允许他们在境内设立庙宇,所以陈家一时间也不知道去哪请那些得道高僧。

It stands to reason that the thunder sound and karmic fire of Buddhism also have the effect of subduing ghosts, but the relationship between the Daxuan Dynasty and the Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions has always been cold, and naturally they are not allowed to set up temples in the territory, so the Chen family did not know where to go for a while. Where can I invite those eminent monks.

  最后就是儒门了,儒门修的是一身浩然正气,鬼神辟易。但关键是只能自保,不能护人。

In the end, there is the Confucian school. The Confucian school cultivates a body of arrogance and righteousness, and the ghosts and gods are easy to change. But the key is that you can only protect yourself, not others.

  无解!

No solution!

  “叮——”

“Ding——”

  陈洛自己发了一声声响。

Chen Luo made a sound of his own.

  毫无反应。

No response.

  怎么回事?金手指不是穿越标配吗?怎么现在还不响起来。

What happened? Isn’t the golden finger standard for crossing? Why is it still not ringing.

  “系统,宿主呼叫……”陈洛的声音有些急切。

“System, the host calls…” Chen Luo’s voice was a little eager.

  寂静无声。

Silence.

  竟然没有金手指!

There is no golden finger!

  开什么玩笑,他穿越的可不是唐宋元明清的古代,而是一个飞天遁地的玄幻世界啊!“水泥玻璃造纸术,香水火药青霉素”这一套恐怕行不通了……

Are you kidding me? What he traveled through was not the ancient times of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, but a fantasy world that was flying in the sky! “Cement glass papermaking, perfume gunpowder penicillin” may not work…

  更何况眼下还被一只鬼追杀!

What’s more, he’s being chased by a ghost right now!

  这不给个金手指说不过去吧!

This can’t be justified without a golden finger!

  “难道是灵堂信号不好?”陈洛安慰了一下自己,朝灵堂外走去。可是一只脚刚迈出灵堂的门槛,一股温热腥臊的液体就迎面而来,把他从头到脚淋了个遍。陈洛的视野瞬间就变得鲜红,一时间看不清前方。

“Could it be that the signal of the mourning hall is not good?” Chen Luo comforted himself and walked outside the mourning hall. But just as one foot stepped out of the threshold of the mourning hall, a warm and sultry liquid came oncoming, drenching him from head to toe. Chen Luo’s vision instantly became bright red, and he couldn’t see the front for a while.

  这个时候,一阵嘈杂的脚步声响起。陈洛只听到一个苍老嘶哑的声音高喊道:“快动手,黑狗血困不了他多久……”

At this time, a loud footstep sounded. Chen Luo only heard an old hoarse voice shouting: “Hurry up, the black dog’s blood won’t trap him for long…”

  紧接着,陈洛感觉背后一疼,仿佛被人敲了一棍,往前踉跄了两步,倒在地上。这个时候,又是那个苍老的声音喊道:“诈尸最怕棺材钉~IndoMTL.com~快拿棺材钉把他钉住!”

Immediately afterwards, Chen Luo felt a pain in his back, as if someone had hit him with a stick, staggered two steps forward, and fell to the ground. At this time, it was the old voice who shouted: “The corpse is most afraid of coffin nails~IndoMTL.com~ Quickly take the coffin nails and nail him!”

  “卧槽!”陈洛心中一紧,挣扎着要爬起来,嘴里高喝,“我没死,我……”可是话还没说完,后脑勺又挨了一棍子,顿时整个脑子仿佛有一个蜂鸣器在响,天旋地转。陈洛迷迷糊糊看到两个人影扑向自己,手里还拿着六七寸长短的铁钉。

“Fuck!” Chen Luo’s heart tightened, struggling to get up, shouting loudly, “I’m not dead, I…” But before he could finish speaking, he was hit on the back of the head again, and the whole The brain seems to have a buzzer ringing, spinning around. Chen Luo dazedly saw two figures pounce on him, with iron nails six or seven inches long in their hands.

  “完蛋,我要成耶稣了!”陈洛心中哀叹一声,就在他意识失去的最后一刻,他耳中突然听到一声清脆的女声——“都给我住手!”

“It’s over, I’m going to be Jesus!” Chen Luo sighed in his heart, and at the last moment of his loss of consciousness, he suddenly heard a clear female voice in his ears – “Stop it for me!”

  陈洛看到一个人影朝自己跑过来,一瞬间这个人影和记忆里的一道身影重合在一起。陈洛张了张嘴,最终还是没能喊出声,就这样晕了过去……

Chen Luo saw a figure running towards him, and in an instant this figure overlapped with a figure in his memory. Chen Luo opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn’t shout, so he fainted…

  陈洛仿佛做了一个梦。

Chen Luo seemed to have a dream.

  在梦里,他看到无数支如缘巨笔从天而降,插入如墨一般的大地,随后,那些巨笔的笔头处开出了一朵朵鲜花。原本毫无生机的世界瞬间化作了一片花海。

In the dream, he saw countless giant pens falling from the sky, inserted into the earth like ink, and then, flowers bloomed from the pens of those giant pens. The originally lifeless world instantly turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

  此时一道宏亮又悠远的声音在陈洛的脑海中回荡:

At this time, a loud and distant voice echoed in Chen Luo’s mind:

  “经史子集天上道,说书演义人间貌。”

“Jing Shi Zi gathers the Tao of Heaven and tells the story of the human world.”

  “你炼阳神他修佛,红尘有我向天笑。”

“You refine the Yang God, he cultivates Buddhism, and the world has me smiling to the sky.”

  话音刚落,只见地面上一支巨笔上又有几枚花瓣脱落,飘荡到陈洛面前,那花瓣重叠在一起,化作一页写满文字的纸张,陈洛伸手去接,结果自己的手一碰触到那页纸张。那纸张却化作光芒射入了自己的印堂之中。

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a few petals fall off from a giant pen on the ground and floated in front of Chen Luo. The petals overlapped and turned into a page full of words. Chen Luo reached out to pick it up. , as soon as his hand touched the page. The paper turned into light and shot into his own hall.

  陈洛仿佛被一盆冷水从头浇下,浑身一个激灵,这个时候,他清晰地感受到脑海中多出了一段内容,那是——

Chen Luo seemed to have been poured down by a basin of cold water, and his whole body was shaking. At this time, he clearly felt that there was an extra piece of content in his mind, which was—

  《钟馗略传》!

“A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui”!

  捉鬼的,钟馗!

The ghost hunter, Zhong Kui!

       

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