Great Sui Guoshi

"...Something happened over there. Mr. Zhou's daughter seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, so naturally she doesn't have dinner."

Then, he looked at the Taoist: "This is what you are good at, come with me to help?"

"Don't go, this kind of rich young lady can't be touched, and she has to cast spells every two or three feet, looking down on people!" Sun Yingxian seemed a little unhappy about this, thinking that she had encountered such a thing before coming here.

Right now, Taoist Ha is still drinking and punching. He doesn't care about Lu Liangsheng's proposal at all, but he still adds something.

"Besides, you have a good relationship with that family, so it's logical to make a move. Maybe you can achieve a marriage... Ouch!"

Bah!

The bronze mirror placed on the dressing table suddenly flew over and hit Sun Yingxian on the head. The latter hugged his head, jumped up from his seat, and looked around.

Nie Honglian looked at the nails intently, turning them over and over.

"Some people, be careful what you say... Maybe a knife will fly next time."

"You!" Dao was so angry that he couldn't speak, snorted, and sat down again, just in case he was facing the direction of the female ghost this time, so that he could stare at her.

Lu Liangsheng looked at them angrily, held back what he was about to say, and turned his gaze to Master, Taoist Toad waved his hand directly.

"Such a trivial matter, is it worthy of being a teacher?"

After drinking a little wine, Taoist Ha became very excited and urged Sun Yingxian to strike again.

The house was full of loud shouts from one person and one toad, and the female ghost stood in front of the window, waving her long sleeves and humming an opera, occasionally poking her head over the wall, causing screams from the next door.

Lu Liangsheng was lying on the bed, thinking about what happened in the Zhou mansion, and the old woman Zhou Zhen talked about... After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The room was quiet for a moment, Sun Yingxian blushed, and opened the door with the smell of alcohol. An old man in Tsing Yi stood outside the door, looked in, and arched his hands.

"Excuse me, Lu Liangsheng, is Lu Lang here?"

Sun Yingxian turned around and shouted to the bed: "I'm looking for you."

Then, when he returned to the table, the scholar had already walked to the door, and he bowed his hands to the old man in Tsing Yi: "Next is Lu Liangsheng."

"The old man is a servant in Zhou's mansion. The master at home has prepared a banquet, and invited Lu Lang to come over for dinner."

"Well, let's go!"

Lu Liangsheng let the old man go first, went back to the house and took the writing brush that he carried with him, and told the Taoist: "Don't let my master drink too much, or there will be trouble."

The Taoist waved his hand impatiently.

"You just go, I know."

After the person left, he stood up, stepped on the stool, and rolled up his sleeves: "Old toad, come on! If I don't pour you over today, I won't be named Sun..."

"Haha... this old man hasn't lost yet!"

……

The night wind blew across the long street, and the old pines sticking out of the courtyard wall swayed.

Lu Liangsheng knocked on the courtyard door, and was quickly invited in by the steward. Voices gradually came from the hall in the front courtyard, and the maid serving the dishes walked past the eaves under the light of the lantern.

On the round table in the hall, there are rich dishes.

"Liangsheng is here... In the afternoon, I was entangled by some people at home. Come and take a seat." The old man in the hall felt a lot relieved because his daughter's condition had calmed down.

As soon as the two sat down, a maid came over to pour wine.

Lu Liangsheng picked up the wine glass first: "Mr. Zhou is a bit out of touch when he said these things. I will be in Hegu County in the future, and I still have a lot of things to ask about my studies."

After paying respects, I clinked the glass with the old man and drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay... It's a good thing to have you, a young talent, discussing knowledge by my side." Zhou Zhen put down his wine glass with a smile, let the maid next to him fill it up, and continued: "Back then, I also drank and chatted with your mentor like this, A few years have passed in a flash, and he and I are both so old..."

As he spoke, he sighed, and drank the full wine glass in one gulp. Before Lu Liangsheng came, he drank a lot by himself.

"I used to laugh at him, but in the end, I envy Uncle Hua, who has no children and no worries... The only daughter I love has suffered such hardships. I really don't know what I have offended God."

On the opposite side, Lu Liangsheng waved away the maid, took the jug, and poured it for the old man himself.

"Mr. Zhou is envious of my mentor, and my mentor may not be envious of Mr. Zhou who has both sons and daughters and a harmonious family. However, the matter of Miss Zhou may turn around soon."

"Haha, the old man borrowed a good word from a good student."

The old man drank another glass, and after talking for a while, the conversation became more and more sexual. The old and the young gathered around the round table to talk about autumn and learning.

Soon, the dogs in the mansion suddenly barked several times.

In the hall, the light of the fire was shaking in the lampshade, and the flying insects slammed into it. Lu Liangsheng turned his face sideways to look at the wall and the invisible direction behind the wall.

Putting down his wine glass, he smiled drunkenly at the old man and said, "Old Zhou, this junior will step back for now and come over later."

On the opposite side, the old man was also drunk, thinking that the young man was going to use the toilet to drain the water, so he summoned a servant to guide the scholar.

Walking outside, the night breeze was slightly cool, blowing on his face, Lu Liangsheng's expression sank, he was still drunk.

"Master Lu, this way please."

Seeing that he was not moving, the servant hurried to the front side, leaning against the wall as a gesture of invitation.

Lu Liangsheng nodded and followed him to the back of the hall.

.......

The branches in the courtyard swayed in the wind, and the warm yellow light was burning. Inside the window lattice, Zhou Rong was in her sleep, moaning, her head slowly swaying with her black hair.

"...don't come to me..."

"do not come......"

"Help.....help..."

Mrs. Zhou, who was guarding the bed, was woken up and called softly: "Rong'er." When she got up to see her daughter, she suddenly felt a slight noise outside, and for a moment, the dog in the yard was barking.

Turn around and look.

The branches hanging outside reflect the paper window, and the shadows are like demons swaying wildly.

rustling......

rustle.......

In the darkness, the sound of human footsteps approaching the window lattice, a bloated figure walking slowly on crutches, with every step, there was the sound of spraying water.

The invisible face under the shadows, drops of water stains fell to the ground, wet the floor tiles, and followed the steps, leaving a series of shallow footprints.

Chapter 52 Old women are also made of water

A big black dog tethered to the side yard was struggling with the rope and roaring towards the light reflected by the window lattice, a senile figure.

Puff puff...

Puff puff…..

The sound of spraying water was still ringing. In the warm yellow room, Mrs. Zhou carefully approached the door holding a silk handkerchief, and whispered to wake up the maid next door.

"Xiaohuan... Get up quickly and go outside to see what's going on."

The maid next door, who was sleeping lightly and waiting for her life, woke up early at this moment. She had heard this kind of sound in the past, but she didn't know what it was. When she heard Madam's order, her face turned pale.

Trembling, he moved to the door, opened the door a gap, and glanced outside.

Then... with a bang, the door closed.

Knocking towards the inner room with a bloodless face, her voice started to cry: "Ma'am...that old woman outside appeared again...just outside."

Mrs. Zhou was also quite frightened, she quickly opened the door and let the maid in, it was better than being alone.

"How can this be done?"

The two of them couldn't think of any solution in the room, and their daughter Zhou Rong seemed to be in a nightmare on the bed, groaning non-stop, and her face was covered with sweat.

"Can you see what that old woman looks like? Have you ever been to the mansion before?"

The maid shook her head again and again, faltering and unable to speak, Madam Zhou saw her like this, so she had to approach the window lattice by herself, stretched out her fingers to poke a small eye out of the paper window, and looked out.

The lanterns under the eaves were shaking, and the lights were swinging. I saw a short, hunchbacked, old woman walking slowly with a cane, but blinked to one side of the corner of the room, and within a few breaths, she walked from the other side. out of the corner of the room.

While walking, the mouth and nose kept spraying water, as if it couldn't be sprayed all the way, and there were obvious wet marks on the places it passed.

Mrs. Zhou also turned pale with fright, her voice was trembling, and she was about to say: "We must find a way to inform the master, or other servants in the courtyard..."

The old woman outside stopped suddenly, and the black dog tied in the distance was also barking more frantically at this time.

Wang Wang Wang...

In the dead of night, the sound of dogs barking could be heard from far away in the front yard. The servant who was walking in front with a lantern looked over there, then looked back at the scholar who was following him, stepped aside, bowed and said, "Young master Lu, it is Here it is, the little one is waiting outside."

After finishing speaking, the man looked in the direction of the dog barking again, muttering with his lips.

"...began barking again."

"The dogs in the mansion usually bark so fiercely?"

Hearing the scholar's question, the servant turned back with a lantern, "This dog was not raised in the mansion, it was bought just a month ago, and it was placed in Miss's place..."

The conversation suddenly stopped here, and within the warm yellow light of the lantern, Mr. Lu did not go into the latrine to use the toilet, but stood by the water tank and took out a brush from his wide sleeve.

The corner of the servant's mouth twitched, did a scholar need to be poetic when going to the toilet?

But I still couldn't help but ask: "Young master Lu... what are you going to do?"

"Shh!"

On the side of the water tank, Lu Liangsheng put his index finger between his lips, then took out a small piece of ink from the other wide sleeve, stretched out his hand, and there was a circle of ripples on the surface of the water tank next to him. Inside, pull out a water line, roll it on the ink stick, and quickly form ink.

"If you see it, don't tell others."

After the ink was evenly distributed, the tip of the pen was dipped in the palm of his hand, and Lu Liangsheng drew a horizontal line on the wall as he did in the past.

The servant was trembling with the lantern in his hand. Seeing the previous scene, he was brave enough not to be scared away. The scholar opposite him was still the master's distinguished guest, so he couldn't help stammering.

"Lu... Lu... Mr. Lu... What are you going to do..."

Lu Liangsheng stopped his pen and looked at the ink lines drawn.

"Of course it's to save lives. Do you want to draw a picture of a beautiful day on the side of the toilet?"

next moment.

Under the servant's horrified eyes, the ink line on the wall twisted, as if alive.

The night wind blows through the courtyard.

Lu Liangsheng flicked his sleeves, and raised his arm sideways to point in the direction of the barking dog.

"go with!"

The ink line floating out of the wall flew out from the side of the servant's head with a swish, and the hair was blown and swayed by the wind, and disappeared into the darkness of the courtyard in a moment.

……

In the side yard, the barking of dogs became anxious.

A bit of water splashed on the paper window suddenly, Mrs. Zhou shrank back in fright, the paper window melted away, she clearly saw the old woman outside, she slowly turned her face, her face was swollen with white hair, expressionless staring at the woman in the room.

At a certain moment, the black dog over there didn't dare to roar, and retreated into the den with its tail between its legs with a whimper.

Puff puff…..

puff…..

When Mrs. Zhou took two steps back in horror, the old woman outside sprayed water again from her mouth and nose, took two steps on crutches, and suddenly jumped to the window in the blink of an eye.

The master and servant in the boudoir rolled their eyes and passed out from fright.

The wind blew the lights, the window lattice was pulled open backwards, two swollen hands climbed onto the window frame, the upper body of the old woman leaned in bit by bit, and opened her mouth towards the woman on the bed.

Clear water trickled down the corners of his mouth and chin to the ground.

next second.

The bloated old body was still going in, and the treetops a little far away were stroking, and an ink thread rushed over, carrying mana, and flew directly to the eaves, entangled the old woman's body, and even the hands clinging to the window sills were shaking. He was pulled back in an instant, and dragged backwards into the courtyard.

"So much water, did you drown?"

The other end of the ink line flew into the hands of a walking figure, and when Qing Zhan's words came slowly, the person also walked into the range of the lantern's light.

"Even if there are grievances, you can appeal, why bother to come out to harm others, and make it difficult for yourself to reincarnate."