unlucky ghost

Tan Zishi's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he choked out three words from his throat: "You are ruthless!"

Feng Yi laughed loudly, and immediately turned his eyes hard, with a sound of "stab", the IOU was torn in half.

This debt made him deeply owed by Tanzi.

"Alluding to the fingerprints." Feng Yi half smiled.

"Yes." The little five brought the deed of prostitution to Tan Zishi, took Tan Zishi's hand, and without waiting for his reaction, he bit his index finger and pressed a bright red fingerprint with a "slap".

"Young Master Tan, no, now that you are a servant of my Feng family, the name Tan Zishi is no longer needed, let me think about it..."

Feng Yi waved his hands at Wu Zi, propped his head on a fan, and pretended to be in deep thought.

The fifth son hurriedly folded the deed of selling himself, and handed it directly to Feng Yi.

"...Uh, I'll call you the sixth son from now on. I couldn't think of a good name for a while, so I'll arrange it next to the fifth son's name, so it's easier to remember."

Tanzi was shivering from the cold, so he ignored him.

"Give him a wash first." Feng Yi waved at Xiao Wuzi.

Little Wu bowed down.

As soon as Tan Zishi heard that he was about to take a bath, he hurriedly pulled Wu Zi, and said, "Bring some hot water quickly, and I will wash it myself. If it doesn't work, don't worry about it."

The fifth son glanced at Feng Yi, Feng Yi smiled sadly.

"Hey, why are you taking off my clothes?"

Without saying a word, the fifth son untied Tan Zishi's outer robe first, and took out a small kit from the clothes.

"For the physical examination, unclean things are not allowed to be brought in." The fifth son looked at the kit and handed the things to Feng Yi.

"That's my father..."

Feng Yi took the kit, "...your father?"

Tan Zishi stretched out his hand to grab it, but the five sons stretched out their hands to stop him.

"That's my father's ashes, you...you give it back to me, bastard!"

"Heh... unlucky thing!" Feng Yi waved his hand casually, and the kit fell into a pool of lotus leaves, and disappeared with a "plop".

"You..." Tan Zishi punched the fifth son in the chest, knocked him to the ground, and then rushed towards Feng Yi.

Feng Yi's expression didn't change, he turned his side slightly, the pool was completely empty, and he also fell into the pool.

As soon as the pool entered the water, it thrashed and struggled like a drowning grasshopper, "Help, help, I...I can't swim...uh..."

He drank two or three sips of water while talking.

Feng Yi stood on the shore and watched coldly, tapping the tip of his fan on the back of his hand, "In our Feng family, people are not so current, what should be said and what should not be said, you'd better think carefully before speaking."

After all, shake your sleeves and leave.

"Bastard! Killing a thousand swords!... Uh... I curse you... Uh... cut off your children and grandchildren..."

Little Wuzi stood by the pool to prevent Tan Zishi from drowning.

Tan Zishi cursed with his mouth open, drank a few sips of water from time to time, and finally rolled his eyes again.

When Tan Zishi rolled his eyes, Tanxi stood on the bank and sighed again, remembering what Mr. Tan entrusted to him at the end of his life, he said in his heart, that's fine, he's been used to being domineering since he was a child, and naturally his bad roots are hard to get rid of, so let him suffer more It may not be a good thing, so I gave up thinking about helping him out.

After tossing for a while, the housekeeper led the servants to fish up the pool, changed into coarse cloth, and threw it into a firewood shed in the backyard.

When it was dusk, Tan Zishi suddenly sat up from the ground, opened the door and went out.

Half of the white filial cloth had been withdrawn from the Feng mansion, and the servants were coming and going, all of them looked hurried, carrying shelves, and stepping on stools to pick white lanterns and silks, but no one noticed Tan Zishi.

Turning east and west, the Feng family mansion is hardly smaller than Tanfu, but more winding than Tanfu.

Tanzi actually found the lotus pond and walked along the pond to look for his father's ashes. When he found the east side of the pond, the bright red sun reflected in the water, the sky was full of sunset, and a golden kit bag was floating under a piece of new lotus.

Tanzi was secretly delighted, he quickly reached out to hook it, held it in his hand and opened it to look, only poured out a bag of clean water, Master Tan's ashes had already been melted into a pool of clean water.

Tan Zishi knelt by the lotus pond, staring blankly at the lotus leaves soaked in the sunlight, and clenched his fists.

At night, the five sons smiled and held a food box and knocked on the door.

The door opened slightly, a hand stretched out, and the door closed again.

The fifth son sighed for a while, a mere servant who couldn't stand on the stage dared to be so arrogant, just turned around to leave, only heard a roar from inside, a bowl of porridge poured out from the crack of the door, followed by two steamed buns ,a pair of chopsticks.

The five sons hurriedly moved away, but fortunately only got one sleeve dirty, and opened their mouths to curse: "Hey, young master Tan is such a big air, now that he has sold himself as a slave, why do he pretend to be so arrogant, how can he get the master and the young master?" It's really fucking unlucky to scatter in front of you."

While talking, he wiped the porridge off his sleeve with his hand.

Tan Zi was really angry, kicked the door of the room, and wanted to fight with him.

The fifth son is not a vegetarian either, he said in his heart, he is both a servant and a slave, why can you bully me, fight with him without even thinking about it.

Tanzi was not as strong as his five sons, and within a moment, he was crushed by his five sons and hammered his face.

Tan Zishi was covering his face with his arms, while struggling to turn over, trying to break free.

There was a lot of movement between the two. The big wolfdog guarding the corner door in the backyard got up from its den and barked at them.

This backyard was left by Feng's family for the servants to live in. Entering from the west gate, a yard of side rooms and woodsheds formed a patio, and the servants lit up lights one after another and stretched out their heads to watch the excitement.

Tan Zishi was beaten black and blue by the five sons. Those who watched the excitement were watching the excitement, and those who were busy with their work were busy with their work. No one was too lazy to fight.

The fifth son was tired, so he stood up, looked at Tan Zishi covering his head on the ground, snorted coldly, and ran to the front yard to complain to Feng Yi.

Hearing this, Feng Yi hugged the little concubine Ji beside him, without raising his head, he said: "Since he doesn't want to eat, let him grant his wish, let's feed the dog."

The fifth son was ordered to feed Tan Zishi's food to the big wolf dog at the door, then locked him in the firewood room, locked him, rubbed his hands, gloated and said, "Our young master is destined, sixth son, when will you know?" Since I am a servant, I will let you out anytime."

Tan Zishi raised his foot to look at the door and kicked hard, fell down on the straw shop, and fell asleep in a huff.

Tan Xi looked at the young master's temperamental Tan Zishi, and was really worried about him. He really didn't understand the world at all, and he was square and piercing. If he wanted to make him smooth and flexible, he would have to suffer a lot.

The fifth son locked the door, and Tanxi was also troubled. He couldn't get out, so he could only find a clean place and sit with Tanxi.

After sitting for a while, Tan Xi stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. The moon outside illuminated Tan Zishi's face brightly. Tan Xi couldn't help sighing: "Tan Zishi, Tan Zishi, you are really miserable. If your father hadn't gone, you wouldn't be so depressed right now."

Such a savage young master of Jingui, who was supposed to enjoy gold and silver, embrace soft fragrance and powder, but now he has ended up like a servant, it is really a trick of luck.

Tanxi thought about it, but forgot that he was also an accomplice in the fire.

"Father...my father is still inside, hurry...quickly save my father..."

Tanzishi on the Caopu suddenly screamed, and Tanxi hurriedly looked up.

Not far away, a raging fire was burning in a halo, and the fire burned all the way to the sky along the beams of the house. A group of servants circled around the fire, and Tanzi really jumped to the side.

Tan Zishi yelled at the group of people: "A bunch of useless bastards, my father is still inside, hurry up and save my father." As he spoke, he kicked a servant.

Those servants stopped moving, stared at him blankly, and suddenly grinned at him, smiling and disappearing.

Tanzi was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Little Gezi, Qin Qing, come out to me quickly!"

The servants were all missing, so Tan Zishi had no choice but to rush into the fire scene by himself.

Tanxi looked at Tanzi's absurd dream and yawned.

After a while, Tan Zishi fell down from the grass porch, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his teeth were grinding.

Tanxi felt a little unbearable, seeing Tanzi struggling in the fire scene in the dream, and seeing the people on the ground looking like they were dying, she had no choice but to fall into his dream again.

As soon as Tanxi lifted his foot, he felt that there was chaos in front of his eyes, and it was only after a while that he became clear again, and there was already a raging fire in front of him.

Tanzi really rushed into the moon arch in the backyard. Several old birch trees in the yard were crackling and burning, and their dry branches fell from a high place with flames. The cellar was closed, and there was a loud bang in the wine cellar, the entire roof was blown away by the heat, the beams and doorposts collapsed instantly, flying in all directions.

The beam on one side of the wine cellar just fell down. Tanzi was so frightened that he forgot to dodge for a while, and stood in the fire and shouted for help.

Tanxi raised her feet and tentatively stepped into the fire, but her feet were a little hot.

The scorching heat of the Tanxi Ninja walked quickly behind Tan Zishi, saw that half of the robe on his body was already on fire, and quickly patted it with his hand, but saw that the fire was not weak, but burned even hotter, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

Tan Zishi turned around and met him face to face, his expression froze for a moment, and for a moment he forgot that he was in the fire scene.

"You, you...you are..." Tan Zishi's lips trembled, and he pointed his finger at his nose, unable to speak clearly.

Tanxi managed to force a smile, "Hey...it's me..."

Before he finished speaking, the little boy couldn't catch his breath, and he was about to fall back when he rolled his eyes.

"Hey, don't get dizzy, I'm Tan Xi, don't you know me?" Tan Xi hurriedly reached out and grabbed his neckline, and when he was dizzy, he might have another nightmare.

Tan Zishi fell backwards, narrowed his eyes, looked at Tanxi again, rolled his eyes again, and fell backwards with Tanxi.

Tan Xi couldn't catch the little boy, and was about to fall to the ground, so he quickly reached out and patted his face, "Tan Zishi, it's me, I'm Tan Xi, Tan Xi, don't you know me?"

Then he patted the other half of his face hard, and Tan Zishi opened his eyes suddenly.

"Are you... a monster?" Tan Zishi stood firm and stared at Tan Xi.

"I'm not a monster, I'm a ghost."

When Tanzi heard the words, his eyes began to roll up again.

"Hey...don't get dizzy..." Tanxi hurriedly grabbed his collar again.

"Ah, fire, the fire is on the clothes, ah!" Tan Zishi suddenly jumped up.

Tanxi hurriedly helped him shoot the fire.

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