Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Mo Hong said aggrievedly while slowly approaching Xia Jingsheng.

"It's the first time I've encountered such a thing, and I'm a little scared." She opened her big eyes and looked at Xia Jingsheng pitifully.

"Is this the first time? I can't see it." Xia Jingsheng looked at Mo Hong who was about to touch him, frowned and distanced himself, "Please respect yourself."

Mo Hong stretched out her hand to grab his suit tie, and said coquettishly, "What are you afraid of, it's just the two of us here."

Xia Jingsheng said in a deep voice, "There is another person standing beside you, but he is watching helplessly."

The delicate smile on Mo Hong's face froze, she stared at Xia Jingsheng firmly: "Is there someone beside me? Can you see him?"

"Not only can I see it, but I also know that he is very angry now, and his expression looks like he wants to eat me alive." Xia Jingsheng raised his hands to prove his innocence, and looked at the position next to Mo Hong, "You see clearly, I didn't touch her."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Hong and the "people" around her stared wide-eyed.

The "person" beside Mo Hong was wearing a white linen shirt with patches on the corners.His hair is shaved to a square inch, his skin is dark, and his rough hands can tell that he often does heavy work.

As if curious that Xia Jingsheng could see him, the "man" stretched out his hand and gave Xia Jingsheng a gentle push.

Xia Jingsheng didn't move at all.

The "person" pushed again, but Xia Jingsheng still didn't respond.

Seeing the "person" look at his "hand" in disbelief, Xia Jingsheng said, "You can push others, but you can't push me. These tricks are useless to me."

Xia Jingsheng saw clearly with his eyes: the forehead of that "person" was covered with black clouds.

That is the karmic debt of the spirit body after harming someone.

Xia Jingsheng looked at the spirit body and sighed, "After you became a spirit body, you must have harmed many people."

The spirit body had a good appearance before, but after listening to Xia Jingsheng's words, its face instantly became ferocious, and its face was bloody and bloody.Fortunately, Mo Hong on the side couldn't see it, otherwise he would have fainted from fright.

"That's their damn, who told them to touch my Hong'er!" Spirit Body said.

"The first one is the man who was dancing with Mo Hong on the dance floor. When he was using the thermos bottle, you let the thermos bottle fall on him, and he was severely burned." Xia Jingsheng counted.

The spirit body said bitterly: "Who made him covet Hong'er's beauty?"

"The second one is the man who drank with Mo Hong. You let him roll down the stairs while he was drunk, and his legs were broken."

"He was trying to get my Hong'er drunk!" The spirit body was hysterical.

"The third one is the man who entered Mo Hong's house. You pushed him off the balcony, and he was tormented by you until he could breathe a sigh of relief."

"He...he wants to take Hong'er by force!" The spirit body roared loudly.

"But you should also understand that people and ghosts have different paths, no matter what method you use to get rid of the people around Mo Hong, you will never be able to be with her!" Xia Jingsheng's tone suddenly became severe.

Mo Hong, who was standing by the side, was completely dumbfounded. She stared blankly at "Blank" beside her, and said in a crying voice, "Brother Qiang, so you did all of this! But this is my job, you Why do you want to do this?!"

"Because you are mine! I don't allow them to touch you!" The spirit body showed a strong possessive desire.

Mo Hong's face turned pale with fright, and he hesitated to tell Xia Jingsheng about her past.

The spirit body following Mo Hong was called Chen Qiang, who was Mo Hong's fiancé back then.

At that time, Mo Hong was still a girl in the valley, and she and Chen Qiang were childhood sweethearts. The two had a marriage contract. Unexpectedly, when they went to the mountain to cut firewood, Chen Qiang accidentally fell off the cliff and died.

Mo Hong was heartbroken and depressed for several days, and then she decided to leave the sad place and go to Jiangcheng to work hard.

She did a lot of jobs in Jiangcheng, washing clothes for others and helping out in tailor shops. She learned how to dance with the money she saved so hard and became a dancer.

Compared with other industries, the salaries of dancers are higher, and they can often get rewards from customers. If they sell drinks, they can even get a large amount of bonuses.

When it comes to socializing, Mo Hong is like a fish in water, she gave full play to her communication skills, and soon gained a firm foothold in the dance hall.

Most of the dancers were born in poverty and joined the dance hall to make a living, but there are also local women who are eager for pleasure.

In this way, it is common for peers to fight openly and secretly.

Although Mo Hong is talented, he still suffers from grievances. He no longer has any financial worries, but his mental pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

She can afford beautiful dresses and live in a high-end house, but the smiles on her face are getting less and less, and she even has to take medicine to sleep soundly.

Playing around on the dance floor also made her see the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

She began to yearn for a true relationship, a warm embrace, a man who could really protect her from wind and rain.

However, most of the men Mo Hong came into contact with had families and children, just to have fun on the dance floor, and there were occasional singles, and most of them were romantic and unlucky, which was far from what Mo Hong expected in his heart.

This made Mo Hong miss her fiancé who devoted himself to her in the backcountry.

Desperate for love, she heard that there was a Xianyun Taoist in Ziyun Temple in Jiangcheng who was best at marriage matters, so she went to ask for help.

She didn't have any hope at first, but Taoist Xianyun firmly insisted that as long as he followed his method, Mo Hong's fiancé would be able to recover.

"What method did he teach you?" Xia Jingsheng asked with a frown.

"Taoist Xianyun asked me to hang a string of wind chimes in front of the window at home." Mo Hong said.

The wind chime is one of the feng shui magic tools, and the soul with strong obsession or resentment can indeed be recalled by the wind chime.

"I listened to his words, the wind chime hung in front of the window every day, and I thought about the soul that I wanted to call back. In fact, I didn't really believe in this, until that day, in Ziyun Temple..."

For some reason, as soon as Mo Hong stepped into the Purple Cloud Temple, she was filled with joy, all she wanted was to see Taoist Xianyun, she didn't even know how she got into the quiet room.

Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder, and Mo Hong turned around to look, but there was nothing behind her.

She woke up suddenly, and when she saw Taoist Xianyun touching her hand, Mo Hong was terrified and quickly retracted her hand.

Taoist Xianyun pretended nothing happened and poured tea for Mo Hong, but a pot of hot tea was poured on the back of his own hands, as if he couldn't control himself, the pain made him cry out in pain, and his hands were severely scalded.

"At first I didn't think much about it, I just thought that Taoist Xianyun was careless for a while, until Taoist Xianyun was exposed a few days ago, I recalled the events of that day, and vaguely realized that Brother Qiang's soul might really come back."

Only Chen Qiang would not allow other men to get too close to her, and only Chen Qiang would protect her day and night like this.

Xia Jingsheng tied a piece of red rope to Mo Hong's hand, Mo Hong's eyes dimmed, and a different scene appeared in front of him.

Chen Qiang, dressed in plain and coarse cloth, stood in front of her.

Mo Hong covered her mouth in surprise, looking at Chen Qiang's bloody face, she almost screamed out.

Chen Qiang saw Mo Hong's expression belatedly, and frantically restrained his ferocious face, and turned into that simple and honest man again.

"Brother Qiang." Mo Hong's eyes were red, she stretched out her hand cautiously, but she couldn't touch the spirit body in front of her.

Xia Jingsheng explained: "Chen Qiang's soul has a deep nostalgia for the world. After his death, he has not entered the River of Forgetfulness. When you thought about summoning the soul again, he was recruited to your side. Those strange things that happened around you are not It's not because of a new bed, but because of Chen Qiang, he doesn't want to see those men approaching you."

When Mo Hong heard the words, he didn't speak for a long time.

In the past days, whenever she was lonely, she would think of the good time she had spent with Chen Qiang, but when Chen Qiang really came back to her, she was afraid again.

Those beautiful, simple, and shining days in memory can't go back.

At this moment, Mo Hong didn't have the usual amorous feelings at all, with a deep sense of exhaustion hidden in her brows and eyes, she nodded slightly towards Xia Jingsheng: "Thank you, young master, for today's matter, I hope young master can thank you for me." The shopkeeper apologizes."

After finishing speaking, she left the money, turned around and left without looking at Chen Qiang again.

Xia Jingsheng watched Chen Qiang follow behind her persistently, and heaved a long sigh.

The shopkeeper of the Fuman carpenter's shop was beaten, and sat beside him screaming in pain.

There was a thick stack of money from Mo Hong in his hand, but he was extremely dissatisfied: "She treats this as a place, she can come when she wants, leave when she wants, and smash as much as she wants, but she is just a dancing girl. What's the big deal about a stinky money!"

Turning to face Xia Jingsheng, he changed his contemptuous attitude just now, and said respectfully: "Young one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know if it's Young Master Xia, that's why I neglected... If it wasn't for Young Master, I'm afraid I'd be seriously injured hundred times."

Xia Jingsheng waved his hands, and just as Sun Wenxi and Sun Wenxi were about to leave, they listened to the shopkeeper's greeting and said, "You two stay behind, I will build this thousand-workman bed for you for free, and I will repay you for saving your life."

Sun Wenxi imitated the appearance of the shopkeeper just now, and raised his eyebrows contemptuously: "We two men, I am afraid that we will not be blessed with the blessing of having a precious son early."

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "I'll change the pattern, you two think it's better to be this crane, or the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum?"

These words made Xia Jingsheng realize immediately, he murmured: "It's a pattern."

"What pattern?" Sun Wenxi asked.

"The canopy bed in my mother's room is carved with bats, phoenixes and swimming fish. Why are there three patterns?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he smiled and said, "Young Master Xia, you are talking about Miao Man's bed, right?"

"Miao Man?" Xia Jingsheng turned his head abruptly.

"That's right, we Han people seldom use the patterns you mentioned, especially bats, but the Miao Man tribe often carve them on the bed." The shopkeeper said.

"Impossible, my mother is a woman from the Han family, how could it be..." Halfway through the sentence, Xia Jingsheng suddenly remembered the words he saw in the book of life and death that day - "people from Guicheng".

Guicheng is different from Jiangcheng in that it is an inland city, and indeed many foreigners live there.

Thinking of the crooked handwriting on the letter paper, an idea took shape in Xia Jingsheng's mind.

"You two, I'll start the work right now. When the bed is ready, I'll deliver it to the mansion myself." The shopkeeper's words brought Xia Jingsheng back to his senses.

He nodded, and walked out of the store with a heart full of thoughts.

Sun Wenxi reminded: "The Lin family does have an unspeakable sense of disobedience. Thinking about it now, it's because the decoration of the Lin family is different from that of ordinary Han people, especially the gods enshrined on their incense cases."

Xia Jingsheng thought of the god statue with the head of a cow and wings on its back, and said in a deep voice, "I know what it is now."