Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Zhaoran pushed open the window, Jiu Ru jumped in, glanced at his desk and said, "The Buddha Mother's Immortal Ascension Talisman?"

"Tsk tsk, after I finish these Immortal Ascension Talismans, I'll sell them cheap in the capital later." Zhao Ran said nonchalantly, "Jiu Ru, let's start a business together. If you become famous, I'll make the Talismans and make a fortune together!"

Jiuru ignored his nonsense and said directly: "Have you found a way for the Buddha's mother to kill someone?"

Zhao Ran yawned: "Not yet, the way to kill people has to be tested by humans, how will I know if I don't try."

Jiu Ru said: "There are many death row prisoners in the prison."

Zhao Ran waved his hand and said: "No need, we will go to Jixiang Nunnery tomorrow, you can sleep here tonight, lest you have to come here tomorrow."

He rolled over on the couch and said, "Look, I only had nightmares on the first night, and I didn't have any after that. It shows that you can't sleep with others, but you'll be fine if you sleep with me."

"Alright." Jiuru walked over as she said, and lay flat on the couch.

After a long time, Jiuru slowly opened his eyes, slowly got up and sat up, looked back at Zhaoran who was sleeping, then sat by the window and poured himself a cup of tea.

The swamp mud came "sandling", and soon spread to the teacup. Jiuru flicked his fingers, and the swamp mud receded again. He held the cup with his slender fingers and took a shallow sip of tea.

He looked out of the window, the moon was sinking in the west, Zhaoran on the bed seemed to be in a deep sleep, curled up like a hunched shrimp.

Is it cold?Jiuru walked over and lay down slowly, it was almost dawn, maybe he would not dream anymore, he thought and slowly closed his eyes.

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Zhaoran opened his eyes, and it was raining lightly.

Where is this?Zhaoran understood in a blink of an eye that he was dreaming again.

Although the rain in autumn was not as heavy as in summer, it was pattering on his body, and it was cold to the bones. He covered his head with his hands and ran under a tree.

He looked around, and found that he had returned to the place where he woke up and met the people of Rongjiazhuang last time.

"Madam, it's too cold, do you want to look again?" An old man's voice came from the foot of the mountain path.

Zhao Ran looked around, and saw a woman holding an umbrella coming from the foot of the mountain. Her voice was soft but powerful: "Have all the cemeteries around here been overturned?"

"We have searched all over the past two days." The old man behind her replied, besides him, there were two strong men with shovels in their hands.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Zhao Ran suddenly realized who this woman was—she was Mrs. Li.

The woman turned her head, she swept her black eyebrows lightly, her brows were a little sad, but she still did not lose her charm, she pointed to the front and said: "Is there a hidden cemetery over there?"

"There seems to be one, but it's in Rongjiazhuang." The old man whispered.

Mrs. Li seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally said: "Go and have a look."

They turned around and walked in another direction, Zhao Ran called out behind them: "Mrs. Li."

"Who?!" The old man's face showed shock, "Who is hiding in the woods!"

Zhao Ran turned around from behind the tree and said, "I have no ill intentions towards you."

Madam Li looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ran thought for a while and replied, "I... am the madam's predestined relationship."

In the end, Mrs. Li was unable to escape because of herself, and finally died from Brahma, which was indeed predestined for him.

The old man whispered again: "Ma'am, there is something strange about this person, don't talk too much to him."

Mrs. Li bowed slightly after hearing this, then left with her servants, looked at their backs clearly and said: "My husband is not kind, Madam should leave early."

Although he knew it was too late to say this sentence, he still couldn't help but add another sentence.

Zhaoran felt that the reason why he saw Mrs. Li in his dream was probably because he regretted not being able to persuade her. If Mrs. Li had made up her mind to leave Li Mo earlier, she would not have died, and the people in Wudeng Lane would not have died. will not be buried

As for what Mrs. Li is looking for, she must be looking for the corpses of those concubines. Li Mo will definitely bury those corpses with night pearls in their mouths. What will be buried in the Li Family Cemetery must be fake corpses used to deceive people, that is, Wang Those that were dug up later were added.

Mrs. Li paused, turned her head and glanced at him again, and left in a hurry.

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Zhao Ran turned his head around, and as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a man hurried up the mountain with a few guards. Although the man was middle-aged, he was still very handsome.

"Li Mo!" Zhao Ran was startled suddenly, as long as he thought of the appearance of the corpse in Wudeng Lane that night, Li Mo's face was beautiful, but there was nothing but terror.

I don't know if my legs are weak, but I staggered and fell out from behind the tree. The guards immediately found out: "There are people over there!"

Zhao Ran turned around and ran, yelling loudly in the direction Mrs. Li was walking while running. He was calling for Mrs. Li. Li Mo probably had no good intentions to bring these guards who looked like the princess mansion up the mountain.

He ran around, and found that instead of getting rid of Li Mo, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. Yes, it is indeed Li Mo, but it is Li Mo, the corpse demon in No Lamp Alley.

Zhaoran let out a scream of "ah", Li Mo, who turned into a corpse demon, had to take injuries from Jiuru to destroy him, now without Jiuru, how could he be his opponent.

He ran desperately, but the solid ground under his feet seemed to suddenly become soft like swamp. The sound of Li Mo's footsteps was getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that tears were about to flow out, so he had to say while running: "I'm dreaming." , I'm dreaming!"

While muttering, he slipped and fell into the mud. Li Mo threw himself on him from behind, and the sound of breathing splashed onto the back of Zhaoran's neck.

With a corpse demon on his back, the old ghost couldn't resist it!

"Tan Ning!"

"wake up!"

Zhaoran opened his eyes suddenly, and he lay on Jiuru's body again.

……

"A nightmare again?"

"Wow, no way." Zhao Ran's limbs were weak and his whole body was exhausted, "I dreamed of that... People like you who have never slept with anyone will not understand!"

Wake up and wake up, if Jiuru asks him what dream he had, Zhaoran can take some things that are not suitable for children by the way, and teach Jiuru a lesson by the way, who knows that Jiuru just simply said: "Get off me."

Zhaoran turned over and felt a chill down his back, which turned out to be sweating all over his body.

"Jiuru, have you ever had that kind of dream?"

"I haven't done any of them." Jiu Ru ended the conversation neatly.

Apparently not discouraged, he continued to persuade: "You have to know that from a boy to a man, nocturnal emission is an inevitable process, it's the same as a woman coming to sunflower water."

Nine such as...

No wonder he was not enlightened, and Zhao Ran thought "tsk tsk", he really has a long way to go, he thought about getting closer to Jiu Ru: "It is the law of heaven and human beings that a man and a woman have intercourse and continue to progeny. The so-called fair lady is a gentleman."

Zhaoran nagged and talked for a long time, but Jiuru ignored him, but he didn't dampen his interest at all, he simply took Jiuru's hand on the quilt and said: "This woman, she likes to drop the veil. The man you like, you just need to pick up the veil, and when returning the veil, squeeze it with the little hand of the veil, and the opportunity will come."

After he said this, Jiuru reacted, pinched Zhaoran's fingertips with his slender fingers and asked, "Is this so?"

Zhaoran suddenly felt half of his body go numb, and kept yelling in his heart that this little Buddha is so unbelievable by appearance, that his name is not in vain, no wonder he is called Fengliujing, if he is really romantic, half of the young women in the capital will be afraid of him crazy.

He stammered and said: "Although, although there is a little distance from me, it is still usable. Remember to be calm and gentle when pinching. The first rule is that the more anxious you are, the more you have to pretend."

"Oh." Jiuru closed his eyes.

Zhaoran fell asleep while talking alone.

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When he opened his eyes, Jiu Ru was no longer there, but Liang Fang was waiting at the gate of the courtyard early in the morning: "Young Master Rong, everyone you want is ready."

Zhaoran stuffed the royal food into his mouth, and directed the little yellow door next to him: "Wrap all these up for me, nothing essential, just meat."

Liang Fang couldn't help looking at the sky, thinking that this Jiang's mansion was a well-known and wealthy family in the capital after all, and the grandson of Jiang's mansion seemed to be reincarnated from starvation. Does he care?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, now he really is a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After eating and drinking enough, Zhao Ran picked up the paper bag and said, "Take the master and go."

"Isn't Mr. Rong here to do the verification?" Liang Fang frowned.

"Verify what?"

Liang Fang looked around and said in a low voice, "The way for the mother of Buddha to ascend to immortality."

Zhao Ran smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry to verify the method of the Buddha's mother's ascension to immortality. I still have some things to do."

"Don't worry, you're going to ascend to Xiantai tomorrow?" Liang Fang said, although the Buddha mother also said that ascending to the immortal gate is a destiny and a blessing, if half of them live in the world, they don't want to be called.

But if he didn't answer the call, wouldn't it be a slap in the face for his lack of predestined relationship with immortals and his lack of blessings, so that he can only be a secular person who is greedy for fame and fortune, and is not as good as a few white bodies in the market?Neither the national teacher nor the noble concubine deserves this infamy.

"Eunuch Liang, if you want to get out of the palace, why don't you come and watch the excitement with me and Buddha."

"Buddhist?" Liang Fang came back to her senses.

Zhao Ran said with a smile: "Today, the Buddha is going to kiss Jixiang nunnery and smash the scene."

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Liang Fang changed into a silk robe, dressed a bit like a country gentry, handed the sign and followed Zhaoran out of the Donghua Gate. A carriage outside the wall lifted the curtain, and he saw Buddha sitting inside.

The Buddha in the National Teacher Pagoda is a person who is detached from the outside world. He only cares about catching demons and subduing demons, and ignores other worldly matters. Therefore, he is even more mysterious than the National Teacher. Unexpectedly, the young master of the Jiang family would give him Please come out.

Liang Fang suddenly had a little more confidence in Zhaoran.

The outside of the Jixiang Nunnery in the eastern suburbs seemed to be a dusty place, and the visible ground beside the road was full of black heads kneeling on the steps, clearly stepping on the carriage and shouting: "Everyone, what day is tomorrow?"

"It's the day when the Buddha's mother opens the door to immortality." Someone said immediately.

Zhao Ran clapped his hands and said: "Okay, then tomorrow is likely to be the last day of the Buddha's mother in the world. We still have one more important thing to do, which is to debate the scriptures. Only then can we leave a ray of Buddha's fragrance in the world for a long time."

Someone said: "Who are you, boy, to debate scriptures with the Buddha's mother?" The people below started booing one after another.

"It's not me who is debating scriptures with the Buddha's mother, but the Buddha son of the National Teacher Pagoda." Zhao Ran raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the car, and Jiu Ru walked out of the car in a white robe.

"Buddha." These days, the National Master Pagoda has been compared to Jixiang Nunnery, and it was not expected that Fozi would suddenly visit Jixiang Nunnery the day before the opening of Shengxiantai.

Jiuru walked up the steps in the middle without looking sideways, no one hurriedly gave way to him wherever he went, Zhao Ran sighed in his heart, if he came, there would be no such ostentation, and maybe he would attract A pile of stinky melon rinds.

The door of Jixiang Temple opened slowly, and smiled clearly.

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Fayin came out and bowed slightly: "Buddha son."

I haven't seen her for a few days, but she has more momentum than before, as if she really got the Tao.

"Master Fayin Temple, are we meeting again?" Zhaoran enthusiastically waved his hand at her, but some uneasiness still flashed across Fayin's face.

Zhao Ran raised his hand again and said: "Buddha's intention is to open the door. The so-called debating the scriptures means that debating comes from people's knowledge, and debating comes from people's hearing. It's not about the principle of debating the door."

Fayin raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Since the Buddha has this intention, then open it."

"Okay." Zhao Ran said, "Come on, first bring the three people outside the door in."

I saw three soft sedan chairs outside the door, and three people were carried in. All three of them were covered with black covers, and they were placed side by side on the hall of Jixiang Temple.

Zhao Ran pointed at them and said, "Let's discuss the Tao with these three people."

Fayin raised his eyebrows lightly: "Is it you arguing, or the Buddha?"

Zhao Ran spread his hands and said, "Does the Buddha mother want to argue with the Buddha son in person?"

The Dharma sound froze, and she smiled clearly: "Since the mother of the Buddha asked the nunnery master to debate the scriptures on her behalf, the son of the Buddha did not want to take advantage of this little advantage, so she decided to use me as her substitute."

"Then I don't know how these three people should argue."

"Buddha's son heard that the Buddha's mother can see people's righteousness and judge the righteousness and evil."

Fayin clasped his hands together and said, "Exactly, this is the boundless Dharma."

Zhao Ran asked again: "Surely the Buddha's mother doesn't need to look at her face to see her righteousness?"

Fayin lifted his chin slightly, and said with a slightly arrogant expression: "Of course not."

Zhaoran pointed to No.1 on the left head with his hand: "Then let's debate the first one first, and ask the Buddha to show this person whether he is right or wrong."

Fayin closed his eyes as if he was quietly listening to the Buddha's will. At this time, the main hall of Jixiang Nunnery was already crowded with people, but no one dared to make a sound, and the whole hall was completely silent.

"This person..." Fayin raised his eyes, "He has a very dark fire in his chest, he is really a villain."

Zhaoran pulled the cover off the man's head with a hand, revealing a bearded face inside, he twisted his neck, and someone in the crowd immediately blurted out: "He is a swordsman from Xishikou."

"Yes, he is the most famous swordsman in Xishikou, known as Jin Yi Dao, and he has beheaded no less than a hundred people." Zhao Ran turned his head and said, "But the people he beheaded were all determined by the criminal law. If it is justice Law enforcement is evil, so the yamen will be empty?"

Everyone below couldn't help whispering.

Fayin said: "Sophistry, hurting people's lives and feeding on it, although not breaking the law, should also hurt Yin morality, how can it be considered righteous."

"That makes sense." Everyone nodded repeatedly.

Fayin's lips curled up slightly, and he said clearly: "Then please ask the Buddha's mother to contemplate the second one."

"This person's righteousness is weak, and his negative energy is not strong. He must be a middle-of-the-road person. He must follow the mediocrity and have no assertiveness."

Zhao Ran took off the man's hood, and everyone saw that it was a small yellow door, they couldn't help exclaiming in unison: "The Buddha Mother is indeed holy."

"Isn't this castrated person a guy with a lack of righteousness and yin energy?"

Liang Fang couldn't help coughing lightly, with an unhappy expression on her face.

Fayin smiled quietly, looked at the third chair and said: "This third person, I think the Buddha invited a well-educated person, with righteous energy in his chest, and the brilliance is soft and never scattered. He is a virtuous Confucian scholar."

"Oh, that's what the Buddha's mother thinks." Zhao Ran turned his head with a smile and said, "I just said that this person is a person with an empty belly, no virtue and no talent."