How to break into Liaozhai

He Yun saw the beginning but did not see the end, so he left as soon as he said it.

Wang Rui can only feel that the monks are unrestrained, without any worries, and act rashly.

After waiting at home for a few days, Niu Ziliang, the second steward, came back to report the news, saying that they had indeed met a scholar who entered the village at the time appointed by the Taoist chief in Jinchuan Village.

They pretended that nothing had happened and went up to strike up a conversation, while he was not paying attention, they stuck the talisman on him, and then tied him up with rattan and put him in the village chief's house.

About an hour later, Daoist He appeared. The two of them stayed in the room alone, not knowing what to say. When the voice of talking disappeared, the village chief took a look through the crack of the door and found that the house was empty. Daoist He and the scholar are gone.

Wang Rui sighed, and according to the housekeeper, He Yunyi should have caught his junior brother, but they did not come back to him, it seems that they have other plans.

"Got it, you've done a good job, let's go down."

Sending Niu Ziliang away, Wang Rui took out the paper crane and looked at it in his hand. Seeing no one around, he said to the paper crane, "Change."

The paper crane kept its original shape firmly, and stopped in his palm.

It seems that he can't drive the paper crane without mana. He remembers clearly that He Yun said to the paper crane.But now He Yunyi keeps it to himself, and he has no magic power. If he encounters ghosts and ghosts, he will make it bigger and it won't work, so what can he do.

Is it automatically activated?Wang Rui looked over and over, lifted the paper crane, and looked underneath.

It's just an ordinary paper crane without any mechanism.

He couldn't figure it out, so he kept the paper crane carefully, and passively waited for the day when it would exert its strength.

Knowing that He Yun left, Wang Zan was very disappointed, and shouted that he hadn't had time to thank the savior, and if He Yun came back, he must tell him.Wang Rui asked him what was going on with his sister-in-law recently, and Wang Zan said in pain that Mrs. Chen had been ignoring him since that incident, and she was as jealous as ever, and she didn't care where he went.

Wang Zan only felt that he hurt Chen's heart by setting up the outer room, and didn't think about other things.

A few days later, the needle mother at home said that all the clothes she had made for the Taoist priest were finished.

Holding the pile of clothes, Wang Rui sighed softly, what's the use of doing it well, they don't know where they are, maybe they won't come back in this life.But he still asked the servant girl to put the clothes away, so let's press the bottom of the box.

Time passed quickly, and it was winter, and it got dark very early. Before dinner, the sky fell, and it was pitch black. Occasionally, the north wind blew through, faintly like hissing.

Wang Rui felt that the atmosphere was very chatty.

He decided not to run around if he had nothing to do this winter.

But if something happens, you have to run outside.

Wei Xingxian "recovered" and came out of the mountains. As the county magistrate, he came out of the "jianghu" again. No matter what the others did, they had to prepare a banquet to celebrate and express their hearts.

So Wang Rui took the lead in organizing a celebratory banquet for Wei Xingxian. After eating and drinking happily, he announced that Wei Xingxian would return to the literati circle of dudes in Yangxin County.

According to the rules, Wei Xingxian wanted to return the invitation, so three days later, he hosted all his friends at his family's summer house on the outskirts of the city.

He said it was his family's summer house, but it was actually his own comfort zone and outhouse. His father never came here, and he could do whatever he wanted in this place.

Wei Xingxian recruited eight prostitutes who were both good-looking and good-looking to sing poems and songs to add to the fun. After all, in the eyes of many people, eating together with a group of big men is very boring, and there are women who can adjust it.Women from good families don't come out to wander, they can only find prostitutes, and if prostitutes can compose poems, their worth will rise with each passing day.

In addition to Wei Xingxian and Wang Rui, those present here today include Huo Ke, who brings back painful memories when watching prostitutes, Huo Ke's younger brother Huo Huan, Zhu Erdan, who offended his cousin Huo Ke but didn't realize it, and the county magistrate. classmate Ma Xiao.

Except for Zhu Erdan, everyone else has a reputation as a scholar, so it seems that Zhu Erdan is "not popular."

After three rounds of drinking, Huo Ke sneered at Zhu Erdan: "You still have time to drink, hurry up and find someone to show your concubine the dark spots on her face."

"I've had it seen by someone, but it won't cure me." Zhu Erdan replied truthfully: "That's it, whether it looks good or not, it doesn't matter after a long time."

Everyone also heard that Zhu Erdan ransomed the disfigured Ruiyun, and they all had their own ideas. Ruiyun's appearance was ruined, and the benefits fell into Zhu Erdan's hands. After all, it is his appearance that has become ugly, so he may not be willing to give it to himself.

Huo Ke said angrily: "Be careful to give birth to a child for you, there are also dark spots on your face."

Zhu Erdan was taken aback: "I didn't think about it, did I?"

Ma Xiao laughed and said: "It's not sure, but if there is a birthmark, the child is like his mother, easy to recognize."

Wei Xingxian couldn't listen anymore, because Ruiyun was a prostitute, and he didn't know her, so he really didn't want her to be the center of the topic: "Let's not talk about this, today we Changhua Academy's scholars gathered together, why not take advantage of this great opportunity How about composing a poem each as a commemoration?"

What he said seemed to be asking for opinions, but as soon as he finished speaking, he wrote a poem on his own: "Let's use 'Snow' as the title. Take it. No one knows how much white hair will be added."

"Good poems, good poems." Ma Xiao boasted, "Brother Wei was sick this year and didn't take part in the provincial examination. It's a pity, otherwise he would be a candidate for the gold list."

Wang Rui put his lips on the edge of the wine glass, pretending to be drinking, cursing his mother in his heart, he doesn't like to attend scholar gatherings, he would compose a poem every now and then, if he did badly, he would be laughed at and lose his place in the social circle.

What's terrible is that although this is a superficial dynasty, the poems of famous masters in the past dynasties all exist, and there is no way to plagiarize them.

Huo Ke got up slowly, and he was also inspired: "It's snowing for thousands of miles, and everything has no intention of being neighbors. The trade wind and thunder will meet, so don't teach Kuan Zhai Ji Kung Fu." Especially the last sentence, it was said through gritted teeth.

After he sat down, Wang Rui patted him on the shoulder and gave him an expression of "I understand you".

Huo Huan is Huo Ke's younger brother. He was selected as a scholar when he was 11 years old. Now he is only 14 years old. He is a few years behind Wang Rui and the others. He doesn't usually play together. The reason why he came here today is because his brother has been crazy recently. The family members were worried, and specially sent them to watch over my brother.

Although he is a scholar, he did not take the provincial examination this year, mainly because his family and himself felt that he was too young to pass the examination, and the road was bumpy and his body could not bear it.

Huo Huan stood up, bowed politely to all the brothers, and then sang a poem: "The snow is clean and there is no land, and the eloquence is not self-sustaining. There is truth in it. Please thank Chaoen."

When everyone heard it, they all praised: "Good poems, good poems, this poem has a pattern."

Huo Huan was let go, and everyone's eyes were on Wang Rui in order, expecting him to write a poem.