[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

Zhang Litang went to report to the officials, and soon the yamen officials escorted the five strong men away.Zhang Litang has a reputation and is already a member of the system. The Dayu Dynasty has always attached importance to the rule of civil and military affairs, and has always been good at protecting scholars.

Is it okay to buy a murderer to kill a scholar with a reputation?

Huai Xu and the Huang family brothers hid in the house, the wolf ghost also hid in the backyard, and Quan Shangren brought mandrills and wooden drills to meet the official errands.

Huai Xu didn't want to meet the government, the world has its own rules, and these officials all have a dynasty, he didn't want to get involved, so as not to hinder his practice.

But the Huang family brothers and the wolf ghost were afraid of being rushed by the evil spirit of the officials, so they couldn't bear to reveal their true colors.

On the contrary, Shanbao and Mugui, who are concealed by the technique of painting skin, can cut off their popularity, and Quanshang people are entangled with the world, so they are not afraid of the collision of fate.

After the official left, Huai Xu shook the scroll and waved it twice, summoning a breeze to blow away the anger in the courtyard.

"It smells bad."

Huai Xu kowtowed his fingers, rolled his eyes, picked up the blue beetle on the table again, and blew a mouthful of demonic air, blowing away the brand of witchcraft sacrifices on the beetle, and injected his own brand into it.

"Go."

Huai Xu stretched out his hand and threw the beetle into the air. The beetle vibrated its wings, flew to the top of the bandit leader's head, burrowed into the hair and disappeared.

These thieves had long been frightened by ghosts and gods, and when they arrived at the Yamen, they immediately knew everything, and they explained everything clearly, like a bamboo tube pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

It's just that they don't know who bought the murderer. They have a secret connection with that person, but every time that person appears, he wears a hat and a long robe. He can't see his face clearly. He only knows it is a man from his voice.

Naturally, it was necessary to use this as bait to catch the murderer.

Zhang Litang was going back to the Chen Mansion, Huai Xu thought about it, and gave Zhang Litang a pot of plantains in the yard.

"You go back and put it in front of the window to keep you safe."

Banana hides shade, a place where ghosts hide.

Zhang Litang went back to Chen's Mansion with Basho in his arms, and rested there.

The Chen family was gloomy, the master was unconscious, and the wife was insane. If the young master and aunt hadn't supported him, the family would have broken up long ago.

People in the mansion were panicked, and many servants wanted to resign, but Aunt Xue couldn't stop her.

"These unreliable guys," Aunt Xue rubbed her temples, "the mansion treats them kindly on weekdays, but now it's time to employ people, but they all shirk away."

Aunt Xue was reconciling accounts, while Chen Ning was drinking tea beside her. Hearing her complain, she just smiled gently, "Auntie just let them go. Since they are not familiar with them, why bother talking."

Aunt Xue smiled wryly: "I know, I just feel unwilling."

Chen Ning sighed, closed the teacup, put it aside, walked behind Aunt Xue and rubbed her temples.

"Auntie, you have to take good care of yourself. I don't know how to do common affairs. If my aunt also collapses, I don't know what to do."

Aunt Xue enjoyed Chen Ning's massage and was very satisfied with this young master.

Chen Daonian's main wife was Zhang Lanniang, and Aunt Xue was Zhang Lanniang's housewife in the early years, and was later promoted to be her aunt.

There is no irreconcilable conflict between Auntie and Madam, on the contrary, the relationship is very good. Back then, Aunt Xue took sterilization medicine to show that she would not compete for the status of the main wife. The wife loves her very much.

Even this young master, although born of his wife, is extremely close to her.

"Auntie, there is something I want to ask..."

Aunt Xue opened her eyes, held Chen Ning's hand, and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Now the master doesn't know if he can wake up, and Chen Ning has to support this family. Aunt Xue will not hide anything from Chen Ning if he wants to know, after all, he will be the master of this family sooner or later.

Chen Ning sat down opposite Aunt Xue, and asked, "A-Ning, remember when I was a child, was there another aunt in the mansion?"

Aunt Xue's complexion changed, her brows were deeply furrowed, she looked at Chen Ning fixedly, and said, "A-Ning, have you remembered?"

Chen Ning shook his head, "I don't remember it completely, but I have often dreamed about it recently, and I have a little impression."

Aunt Xue said: "I didn't want to tell Ah Ning about this matter, but since Ah Ning remembered it, I might as well tell you everything, lest you feel uneasy."

"A Ning, do you still remember that when you were eight years old, you suddenly fell into a serious illness?"

Chen Ning nodded. When he was eight years old, Chen Ning had a serious illness for some reason, and his brain was completely confused. When he recovered from the illness, he forgot many things.

Aunt Xue said: "In fact, Ah Ning is not sick, but was killed."

Chen Ning's eyes widened suddenly, and there seemed to be a memory in his mind that gradually thawed out with Aunt Xue's words, gurgling out.

"Besides me, there used to be Aunt Ma in the family. Aunt Ma was originally a girl in the family. The master once had a drunken sex, which made her pregnant with a child, but he didn't keep it. The child accidentally aborted. But from then on, Aunt Ma His spirit is not normal, and he always looks at Ah Ning with a strange look."

"Master and Madam were afraid of accidents, so they locked Aunt Ma in the backyard and didn't let her come out, but even so, she still ran out when you were eight years old."

Chen Ning's mind was in chaos, and his memory seemed to return to that winter, when the woman in plain clothes came to hug him and kiss him like crazy, with disheveled hair and red eyes.

Chen Ning kept twisting and struggling, reaching out and scratching the woman's eyes, and was thrown to the ground by the woman.

"You are not my child, my child is dead, my child is dead."

The woman struggled, completely ignoring a bleeding eye, and dragged Chen Ning towards the backyard.

When the woman approached, blood dripped on Chen Ning's face, and the remaining eye was completely terrified.

"My baby will come back, my baby will come back..."

The woman's voice was hoarse, but it had a strange power to confuse people's hearts.

In the attic in the backyard, Chen Ning saw his half-brother - a formed baby in a jar, exuding a rotten smell.

"Can you help me bring him back? OK?"

Chen Ning heard the woman chanting a spell, and saw a black flesh worm emerge from his younger brother's Tianling, bit his hand ferociously, and burrowed into his back.

Chen Ning couldn't remember what happened next, but his consciousness gradually blurred when he remembered it, and his eyes were completely white.

"It's also luck. That day it happened to be in Yuan Dynasty. The master wanted to go to see her, but happened to break through. Then..." Aunt Xue glanced at Chen Ning, and said: "Then ordered Aunt Ma to be beaten to death with a stick."

After waking up, Chen Ning remembered everything very clearly. At this moment, like waking up from a big dream, Chen Ning came back to his senses.

"Thank you, Auntie, for letting me know, Ah Ning remembered."

Chen Ning wanted to go to the backyard to have a look, so he said: "Auntie, rest early, don't be too tired, Ah Ning will leave first."

Chen Ning walked to the backyard. After remembering that incident, the backyard was renovated again. Over the years, the Chen Mansion has become more and more prosperous, and the backyard has also expanded a lot. There is no attic anymore.

Chen Ning stood at the door of the backyard, relying on the guidance in his memory, he moved unconsciously, stopped and walked, as if he had returned to that cold winter, the frozen soil was cold and hard, and he was so scared and helpless.

"Master, Master!"

Chen Ning came back to his senses suddenly, Uncle Wang was waving at him.

"The young master is here to see the young master Biao?"

Chen Ning looked up, he was standing at the door of the wing room where Zhang Litang stayed.

"Yes, this is Uncle Wang?"

"Let me ask Master Biao what else he needs." Uncle Wang laughed, "Master Biao has not been here for a long time, so please accompany him to talk about it."

Chen Ning nodded and stepped into the wing room.

"Ah Ning, come and sit." Zhang Litang put the book aside and motioned for Huang Wulang to bring a chair.

Chen Ning gritted his teeth and said, "Cousin, you still don't want to live here, I suspect...I suspect that this place is not very clean."

Zhang Litang paused, and his face suddenly became serious, "Why did Ah Ning say that?"

Chen Ning told Zhang Litang exactly what he guessed.

Zhang Litang frowned, "My house used to be the attic where Aunt Ma lived? Ah Ning suspects that it is caused by ghosts?"

"Yes." Chen Ning was uneasy, "Recently, I always dream about things in the past, dreaming about Aunt Ma. My father fell into a coma for no reason, and my mother ran into the snake god again. How can such a coincidence happen? Cousin is still with me Let’s live together, tomorrow we will invite a Taoist priest or mage to come and see.”

Zhang Litang thought to himself: "Brother Queyong said it was caused by witches, so it may not be ghosts."

Zhang Litang immediately shook his head, and said: "Ning, don't worry, scholars have their own righteousness, don't say that there may be ghosts, if there are, it's not certain who can subdue them."

"Cousin!" Chen Ning waited to persuade, but suddenly stopped and looked out the window, only to see the flames shooting into the sky outside the window.

"The water is gone! The water is gone!"

The servants of the Chen residence shouted loudly.

"Not good." Chen Ning didn't care to speak any more, and ran out quickly.Zhang Litang also followed behind him to help put out the fire.

"Master, Uncle Wang is still inside!" the firefighter shouted in disgrace.

Chen Ning's complexion changed, and he could no longer calm down. Uncle Wang is an old man in the Chen family, and Chen Ning and him are also deeply in love. How can they just sit idly by?

Chen Ning grabbed the bucket at the side, bit his finger and dripped blood into the bucket, murmured something, then splashed the water, with a wisp of thin red water continuously increasing in the air, and finally seemed to be pouring into a lake, a burning warehouse It was completely wiped out by this bucket of water.

Zhang Litang opened his mouth wide, and coughed out after a while: "A-Ning..."

Chen Ning had already ordered his servants to go in and snatch Uncle Wang out. Uncle Wang was alive, but his foot was smashed by the collapsed cabinet, he broke his bone, smoked too much cigarettes, and fell into a coma.

Seeing Zhang Litang's surprised appearance, Chen Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Cousin, I didn't scare you."

"I'm not scared, I'm startled." Zhang Litang calmed down.

Only then did Chen Ning explain the reason. When he was eight years old, he was cursed by Aunt Ma with a witchcraft, and he almost became the rebirth of his deceased brother.

This kind of injury cannot be cured by doctors. Chen Daonian invited an old witch Zhu from Jinhua to rescue Chen Ning.

Seeing that Chen Ning was destined, the old witch Zhu secretly passed on his mantle to Chen Ning. Even Chen Daonian didn't know about it.

Chen Daonian is a scholar, if it was not a last resort, how could he be willing to get involved with Wu Bu?Not to mention letting your children learn witchcraft and dealing with these gods and gods.

"Witchcraft?"

Zhang Litang glanced at Chen Ning, and silently suppressed his thoughts.

Chen Ning still had to clean up the mess, for a moment he forgot about asking Zhang Litang to move out of the wing, and Zhang Litang went back to the wing by himself to rest.

Zhang Litang calculated in the room, but he couldn't make up for the deep sleepiness of the night, and fell asleep after a while.

Late at night, the dew is heavy, and the energy is indistinct.

A black beetle the size of an egg crawled down from the beam, and Huang Wulang, who was guarding the door, didn't notice it.The carapace of this beetle is black and shiny. If you look closely, it seems that there are rays of light rotating on the carapace.

The beetle turned in one direction and quickly crawled towards Zhang Litang.

The plantain that Zhang Litang placed on the window sill suddenly stretched its branches and leaves, rolled up the wide leaves, and then spread them out suddenly, throwing a drop of dew and hitting the beetle.

cluck.

The beetle was instantly covered in frost, freezing into an ice lump and could no longer move.

Basho turned the blades, stirred up the air mechanisms in the room, and caught a long-year shadow from various air mechanisms.

Zhang Litang turned over and suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, it was the twelfth lunar month, and a woman dressed in plain was brewing grievances in the vast ice and snow.

Zhang Litang was taken aback. He seemed to be possessed by someone at the moment, spying on the whole thing from the perspective of a bystander.

He saw Aunt Ma drag Chen Ning back to the backyard, and saw Chen Daonian order Aunt Ma to be beaten to death with sticks.

He could feel the anger and resentment gushing from the bottom of his heart. He felt sorry for Aunt Ma and hated Chen Daonian.

But where does this hatred come from?

And who has his own business?

Zhang Litang felt that he had grasped something. He shared the vision with this person and could see everything except himself.

Zhang Litang saw that "myself" was so angry after Aunt Ma's death that he smashed all the utensils in the room, even stretched out his hand and crushed the corner of the table, and his palm was pierced by a stubble.

On the day of Aunt Ma's burial, "Zhang Litang" found a book about witchcraft in Aunt Ma's room. He gripped the book tightly and stuffed it into his arms.

He also secretly kept the hairpin that Aunt Ma often used.

"We must avenge this!"

"Zhang Litang" resentment welled up in his heart.

With the burial of Aunt Ma, the whole dream suddenly shattered.

Zhang Litang sat up from the bed, recalled the whole dream, and suddenly had a guess in his mind.

On the window sill, the plantain stretched out its leaves, enjoying the morning dew and sunshine. Seven or eight dead insects were lying on the ground where the leaves were pointing.

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There is another update today, although I haven't coded yet, but I can still look forward to it (??.??)