Strange Tales

In ancient times, there was a spiritual creature called Guanhu, who could form a contract with the world to protect the prosperity of the family. If it is not complimented and respected, the family will gradually decline.Enshrining this spirit, there are gains and losses, and the wealth and glory in the world are gained, but the head of the family is subject to Guanhu.

Therefore, although Guanhu is revered by the world, his awe is far greater than his admiration. After all, this thing is not a fairy, a god, or a Buddha. It's really seeking skin from a tiger.

The head of the household who accepts the contract holds green bamboo branches, burns dense incense, and bows three times respectfully and sincerely. Then he can ask questions about doubts or predictions in his heart, in order to get out of danger or put him to death and live later. If you are willing to show up to answer questions, the owner will provide a plate of red bean and glutinous rice cakes outside. Remember to prepare red bean and glutinous rice cakes with a lot of sweetness. This spirit is especially fond of sweets.

The story of Guanhu has been widely spread, and most of the stories are handed down from the mouths of the older generation with white beard and hair, and gradually became the story of strange ghosts among the storytellers.

Legends are legends. Storytellers are mostly nonsense for artistic rendering. It's just a matter of passing, so why bother to trace the source?

Relying on the Liaojiang River, Liaocheng has convenient waterways, merchants come and go, and gradually prosper, becoming one of the most important commercial towns in the south.

And in this important commercial town, merchants account for the majority. The rice industry, cloth industry, gambling houses, and restaurants are the leading businesses among them, and the rest of the small businesses are not counted. He can really be called the best among them, he rides the dust, and the rest of the businessmen can't even see their hooves. He can be regarded as a legend in Liaocheng.

What is a legend?It is a legend to turn the world around and change the cause and effect; it is a legend to change one's life against the sky and bring back life after knowing that it cannot be done;

And the current head of the Rong family is a very powerful person. He only teaches others to surround him by his name, and he can't help but be subdued by his thunderous methods. Some people in the city say that his son has the ability to do business before he is a weak crown. God's gift.

However, people outside the door are watching the excitement. Please read on for the details of the matter.

A year ago, the Rong family in Liaocheng was not so prosperous and full of ambitions. On the contrary, they were in a different situation-living in danger and with no way out.

The ancestors of the Rong family also offered a Guanhu, and the incense was kept burning. They moved to the ancestral hall and respected them like their ancestors.It's just that after several generations later, the descendants lived under the shadow of the predecessors, and enjoyed the prosperity and wealth of the world. I don't know where the strange power, chaos, gods and ignorance have been delayed. Several piles have been piled up, but the red paint is already mottled and has not been cleaned for a long time.

However, most things in the world are like water overflowing when it is full, and when the moon is full, it loses.

By the time Rong Lan, the No. 14th generation son, took over the family business, the huge foundation in the past was basically regarded as an empty shell that was on the verge of dying.

On the surface, it looks high-spirited and magnificent, but in fact it is corrupt. There are countless problems left over from history. The east wall has been demolished to make up for the west wall. It is like a wooden bucket with more than a dozen holes, which cannot be blocked.

People in Liaocheng said openly and secretly: This Rong family is about to collapse.

That's right, it's about to collapse, the building will fall beyond support, Rong Lan is just a weak crown, and the other family's son is still singing poems and enjoying himself, but he has to learn to be a shrewd businessman prematurely, even more than a fox cunning.

Will he?

He will not!

Young master Rong has acquired good calligraphy, excellent painting skills, is good at playing the piano, rarely socializes with others, and only loves to stay in his own small courtyard. It doesn't matter, but the spirit is very high, and it is disdain not to fight or fight.

Young master Rong, with a jade crown and light clothes, is noble and elegant, and looks good. He is a natural talent, and he should enter the capital for a scientific examination and cast his ambitions in the officialdom.

However, the way of heaven is impermanent, the mess of the Rong Mansion is a big piece of fat when it is good, and the collateral branches that are slightly related will turn into wolves and tigers, hiding aside and waiting for opportunities; The big fat meat has become a hot potato. Those guys who used to hide a few crooked things in their hearts are like avoiding snakes and scorpions. They can't wait to immediately peel off the layer of home clothes with the Rong's label on their bodies, draw a clear line and separate relationships.

The most chilling thing in the world is not the indifference of eyebrows, but the coldness of the world and the lack of human affection. Once the prosperity is gone, they will all scatter like birds and beasts. Whether they roll their eyes or talk about it, it's just a cold heart.

It was at this time that Rong Lan took over the mess, abandoned the prosperous road full of flowers, abandoned the way of scientific research that she had studied hard for more than ten years, and when her father was seriously ill, she knelt in front of the bed and agreed. The oath of "not letting the foundation of the ancestors be ruined by oneself".

Putting it to death and then reviving, turning the tide and raising the building that will collapse, it is just a matter of putting the upper lip on the lower lip, but how many people in the world can do it?

But he is a high-spirited person, usually deep and simple, taciturn, poor talker, but he is really a convincing master. He really turned things around and revived the Rong family business within a year, even better than before. .

A legend is a legend, that's because he did something that the world can't do. Liaocheng just waited for the Rong family to decline and turn into mud, but he didn't expect that a fledgling boy would really do it.

Suspect!Fear!

Three people become tigers, talk and rumors are often connected together.

Some people said that the young master of the Rong family had acquainted with the nobles in Beijing, and with their help, he made a comeback within a year.

It was also said that the Rong family had an ancestral treasure - the cornucopia, which was the fortune of Wan Sanqian back then.

It's ridiculous!

However, there is another even more absurd guess: Dao Ronglan took over the position of Patriarch, and when he had nothing to do, he went to the mountains in winter to ask for help from gods and men. Afterwards, he had quite some supernatural powers, and he was able to perform the power of prophecy, and it was not difficult to bring the family business back to life.

Everyone speculated a lot, but they really didn't know that the young master of the Rong family actually invited Ji Guanhu back to his residence.

According to the records about Guanhu handed down from the ancestors, a contract is made with blood and a wooden sign. Guanhu can make suggestions for the contractor to keep his family safe and happy. Its requirements, if violated, should be broken.

At the request of Guanhu, Rong Lan placed the wooden sign in the quiet room where she usually rests. On the vermilion lacquer incense table are neatly placed the incense burner and the newly served red bean and glutinous rice cakes, filling the room with the sweet and glutinous aroma.

The young master of the Rong family, dressed in light tea and white clothes, sat with his eyes closed in front of the desk, his brows were cold and his face was indifferent, like a noble jade statue, but he couldn't see the joy in it, making people unable to move his eyes away, like a lotus or a celestial being , can be seen from a distance but not played with.

"You called me out, don't you think you missed me?" A man in black clothes appeared beside the altar table at some point and said, with a piece of red bean glutinous rice cake in his mouth, he took a big bite. Evil and charming, a little frivolous, a little sloppy, the big black robe taught him to look especially good in it.

"Business, the Yao family..." Rong Lan closed the scroll on the case and said coldly.

"Since the surname Yao dares to covet the Rong family's business, he will naturally have to pay the price." The man in Xuanyi swallowed the last bite of red bean glutinous rice cake, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes, extremely serious, but he hid it for a moment. Clean, and continued: "Alan, you can no longer refuse me tonight. Last time you justified that you were not feeling well and wouldn't let me go to your bed. This time I worked so hard to take the life of that dog officer. If you I won't obey if I try to push and resist again and again."

In a short while, the man in black had already wrapped himself around Rong Lan, bit his slightly pale lower lip, and stuck out his tongue to lick the seam of his lips. After a long grind, Rong Lan's ears turned red. Like a cherry.

After a long time, Rong Lan, who was breathlessly kissed, pushed him away, turned her face and said coldly: "Mo Xuan, that's enough, it's important!"

Who is this lewd fox?

Rong Lan's heart couldn't stop bursting with sadness, and a sense of sadness rushed from the top of her head to her whole body.

It hurts!

"Okay, business matters!" Mo Xuan narrowed his brows and eyes, which were stained with sex, and continued jokingly: "I will definitely satisfy you tonight! Wait for me!"

After Mo Xuan left in a flash, Rong Hua punched the desk, causing the inkstone paper to fly wildly.

The son of the Rong family has always been lonely and cold, but now, in order to protect the family business of his ancestors, he has made an agreement to commit himself to Guanhu and let him play jokes. Naturally, he feels sad and resentful. Zeng Binghu Qiuyue was spotless, once she fell into the swamp and was willing to sink, she was insulted and played with by Meng Lang's fox, and she was regarded as a contemptuous person, but she gave her all sincerity, and was annoyed that she looked so low in his eyes, Qin Chess, calligraphy, painting, sorrow, anger, anger, all can't relieve the anger in the heart, after all, it's hard to calm down.

if......

Ah!So far, is there a way back?Is that fox sincere?Or does he still believe in my intentions?

How is it possible now?Rong Lan closed her eyes mockingly, looking miserable and in pain!

At night, there is a cold moon in the sky, and thousands of households in the world cannot sleep.

The quiet room was full of beauty, ambiguous and lingering like smoke.

"Happy? Tell me, Alan! Are you happy?" Mo Xuan breathed out beside Rong Lan's ear, and asked in a bewitching voice. With strength, the other hand covered the slightly pale face of the cold man, rubbing from the forehead to the lips, gently and softly.

Rong Lan closed his eyes, as if he was enduring torture, he didn't see the affection and pity in Mo Xuan's eyes.

The room was silent.

"Obviously it's all agreed, why is it that I forced you at this moment." Mo Xuan bit Rong Lan's jade-like earlobe unwillingly, and said in a deep voice.

Silence again.

"You just disdain to talk to me so much?" Mo Xuan was annoyed, and his actions were as violent as a storm, "Oh, yes, for such a noble person as Mr. Rong, why... But, don't you now?" still......"

At the end of the story, the fox was a little bit hesitant. He thought he was smart all his life, but he was still a monster, who couldn't see through the twists and turns in people's hearts. For a monster, he couldn't think so much. I want to want him, possess him, this person must be mine, both in body and in heart, but now he feels a little depressed, Rong Lan's body was given to him, as for the reason, he just wants to The wooden demon also understood, if it wasn't for the Rong family, how could such a high-minded young master commit himself to him?

It turns out that the monster has a whole body of spells, and there are things he can't get!

"Slow...slow down...it hurts...Mo...Mo Xuan, I...I hurt..." Clogged his throat, tears welled out of the corners of his eyes, Rong Lan's head was dimmed in a trance, the pain suddenly hit him, the pain made him unconscious for a while, this was the first time he cried out in front of Mo Xuan, no matter what happened before He gritted his teeth and held on, not letting himself make a sound, as if he could retain the last bit of self-esteem in front of his sweetheart.

In a trance, he felt someone whispering softly against his ear: "I like you, love you... want you..."

The voice is sincere and pious, as if whispering softly to his beloved lover, as precious as treasure.

It must have been a dream, thinking day by day and dreaming at night.

When he woke up again, the sandalwood fragrance filled the quiet room, overshadowing the remaining ambiguous atmosphere of love, and the man in black had long since disappeared.

Maybe it was wrong at the beginning, he was wrong!

It was him, Master Rong Lanrong, who was wrong!

Against the sky, he begged to protect the foundation of the Rong family's ancestors, but he was unwilling to get it. He was unwilling to become an incompetent person in the eyes of others, unwilling to go to hell to see his ancestors and ancestors, and unwilling to fall into hell in the clouds overnight and become someone else. The conversation materials and jokes, I am not willing to let my father die with peace!

But now, the Rong family is prosperous, and no one else dares to criticize him. No one dares to poke his spine and say that he is incompetent. Resurrected from the dead and once again beautiful, everyone in the city knows everyone.

But no one knows how humiliating it is to be treated lightly and frivolously every night by the person you admire!Sneering seems to be the only way to retain the last trace of dignity.

After a long time, you will be tired and tired.

If given another chance, what would he do?

Maybe he can only do this. He, Rong Lan, is the No. 14 descendant of the Rong family. The family business of these hundreds of years must not be destroyed in his hands.

If there is an afterlife, I hope to turn into flowers, plants, insects and beasts, butterflies, warblers, swallows and magpies.

——Swear not to be human!

It's too hard to be a human being, why is it so difficult to give away this sincerity, and it's wrong again, he thought, for a person like me, does Mo Xuan still believe that I have sincerity?

Heh, Rong Lan chuckled, her brows and eyes were tinged with a trace of loneliness and sorrow: How can a person like me dare to expect the sincerity of others?It's ridiculous and sad!

Three days later, light rain.

Magnolia flowers bloom just outside the window.

A young man in white was leaning against the window on the second floor. Looking from his back, although he was tall and tall, he was too thin and looked a bit lonely, and he was inevitably lonely.

It was Rong Lan.

The man in black cloaked behind him silently, and wrapped his hands around Rong Lan tightly from behind. The person in front was slightly startled, and after hearing Mo Xuan's familiar word "It's me", he relaxed and let himself go. He holds.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Rong Lan lowered his eyelids, and saw an upturned knife on Guanhu's wrist. The flesh was turned up, but no blood flowed out. It was very scary. He grabbed it, his fingers trembling slightly, anxiously He asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Xuan pretended to be a wolf with a big tail and nodded, which made Rong Lan's expression change, and she hurriedly went downstairs to call the servant to get the medicine box, but before she even took a step, she asked Mo Xuan to wrap her arms around her waist, as expected, Young Master Rong's nose twitched, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said viciously: "You obscene fox, what are you messing around with? It's not fun at all!"

He has always spoken coldly, but this time he was forced into a hurry, like a little wolf dog having a temper. Mo Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then hugged his hands even tighter, and said shamelessly: "I am just a lewd fox, but my uncle only fuck you alone."

The dead fox has also learned to be shameless. He was so anxious when he saw Rong Lan just now, as if he saw a small hole in a mask he had been wearing for a long time, revealing the concern inside, maybe, maybe, probably the heart in front of him It's not that Gao's Young Master Rong has no affection for him, so he squinted his eyes and said: "You like me, don't you?"

Poor young master Rong blushed when he heard this sentence, he pushed Guanhu away and threw him to grandma's house, without turning his head, he said: "Stinky fox, ghosts like you!"

"You just like me, that's right!" The stinky fox seemed to have eaten honey, and a flower could bloom on his face.

I don't know who in the Rong's mansion eats things from inside and out. Seeing that Qian Yankai has taken refuge in another big merchant in Liaocheng, he inquired about the news openly and secretly, and accidentally found out that this young patriarch actually offered Guanhu a tribute and became a traitor.

That great merchant is surnamed Jia, Jia Buren, he is really unkind and unrighteous, he is regarded as a rich man in Liaocheng, seeing that the former Rong Mansion is about to decline, and the business routes of Liaocheng are not yet firmly in his hands, Which Cheng came up with a Rong Lan who turned the world around, she was still a young man with no hair, and within a year after she made a move, she occupied half of Liaocheng's country, even worse than before. Knowing that it was all thanks to a tube fox, his eyeballs rolled around, and his stomach was full of bad water.

"Where is this? Who are you?" Rong Lan went out to discuss business with people today, but unexpectedly encountered a group of villains on the way, and was hit on the neck. When she woke up again, her eyes were blindfolded and her hands were tied Don't move.

"I thought that Young Master Rong had some supernatural ability to make the dead trees of the Rong family rejuvenate. It turned out that it was because of crooked ways like Guanhu." Jia Buren said with the yin and yang beads in his hand.

"Who told you? What do you want to do?" Rong Lan's breath stopped when he heard Guanhu was mentioned. He was very smart, and he was afraid that these people would start from him and set up a net to attract Mo Xuan.

"Guess what I want to do? If that Guanhu dies, how can you turn upside down? How can you sit in the top spot in Liaocheng if you want to? Bah!" Jia Buren spat and said .

"It's you!" Rong Lan had roughly guessed who the person who kidnapped him was, and knew that this person was vicious. If Mo Xuan was really brought here, maybe he really couldn't please him.

Do not come!Do not come!I beg you!he thinks.

"Heh, Young Master Rong really has a good memory, I still remember it!" Jia Buren continued, "Not only has a good memory, but also a good ability. You must know that I lost most of my business this year!"

The more he thought about it, the more he panicked, and he simply called a few of his subordinates to fight. These subordinates were muscular, like bulls and tigers, and they were not sloppy at all when they beat people, and they punched to the point.

"...cough cough..." A mouthful of blood spat out.

"Hey, why didn't Guanhu come to rescue you? I'm really curious, why did Guanhu serve as your servant? Could it be that he is your good friend... Tsk tsk..." Jia Buren walked over Patting Rong Lan's face, she smiled maliciously, "It's indeed better than the young lady in this building..."

"What are you doing?" A stern word came in, and a black shadow passed by in a moment, but it was a pity that this black shadow couldn't take half a step, the damned Jia Buren invited a Taoist priest to do it.

This black shadow was Mo Xuan, his eyes were blood red, and his face was very hostile, as if he wanted to tear people apart.

"Guanhu? Quickly, quickly, kill him, Master Qi, kill him!" Jia Buren's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he wanted to control the fox's life.

"Heh, it's up to you to kill me?" Mo Xuan sneered, then stared at Rong Lan with blood on the corner of his mouth, felt a pain in his heart, and said sharply: "Whoever hurts him even the slightest bit will have to pay with his life, my people, Dare to touch your dirty hands?"

Seeing Rong Lan like this, Mo Xuan was basically in a state of madness, his heart was full of killing intent, and he only had one thought - my people, no one else would dare to move!

The old Taoist priest known as Master Qi suddenly felt something was wrong. The fox in front of him was not easy to provoke, but he had already reached this point, and he wanted to go up even with his scalp.

The old Taoist accidentally hit and hit, and really opened the heavenly formation, as if he had met a savior, he pretended to say: "The evil beast, who has done a lot of evil, will be captured and self-destroyed without letting go. Do you have to force me to do it?"

Seriously pretending to make people want to laugh!

"Smelly Taoist priest, I don't know who is helping the evil, damn it!" Mo Xuan exerted all his demonic power, and met the formation head-on, with a "boom", smoke rose everywhere.

"Don't!" Rong Lan lost consciousness just now, and only heard Mo Xuan's voice next to her ear—my people, you dare to touch your dirty hands?

"Entering the heaven formation, even if this evil animal has the ability to reach the sky, it will also teach him to destroy his soul!" The old Taoist clapped his hands together.

"It's really gratifying for the master to do justice for the sky. What's this called? The way of heaven is like reincarnation, and retribution is not good. This fox demon has done a lot of evil, and it's happy to die!" Jia Buren added.

"Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan..." Rong Lan murmured in a low voice, as if a piece of her heart had been dug out, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

His Mo Xuan is dead!

That stinking fox is dead!

A stinky fox who only fucks him!

No!

"Smelly Taoist priest, the heavenly array just wants to trap me, there is no door!" The smoke cleared, and the man in black clothes held a sword, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.

Afterwards, he pulled up a few swords and killed the old Taoist priest and Jia Buren back again and again.

"No, this demon fox is crazy, let's go!" The old Taoist was in a hurry and panicked.

"It's not that easy to escape!" Mo Xuan only said that he wanted to cut the grass and root out the root, so that his people would not be in danger again, but he turned around immediately when Rong Lan called out "Mo Xuan".

"Mo Xuan, are you... all right!" With tears still on his face, he tried his best to support his upper back, stretched out his right hand and carefully covered the opponent's face.

"It's okay, your husband is a monster, how could he die? Idiot!" He clumsily moved up and kissed Rong Lan's eyes that were still wet with tears.

If I die, who will protect my people?he thinks.

There is a stinky fox in Liaocheng, but this stinky fox only has sex with one person.