seven words nine ink

The days are peaceful and uneventful, no one will visit the door, as if isolated from the world.

Naturally, Pei Yiyun would not come to visit, and Xiao Qiyan was on fire, so naturally he would not post any more posts.

Jiang Mojiu was so busy around the stove all day long that he became happier and happier.As for the wind and rain outside the door, or Bai Yanyu, he threw them all aside.

As the moon set and the stars sank, Jiang Mojiu got up energetically.

Recently, Xiao Qiyan likes pasta, steamed buns, flower rolls and Yangchun noodles. Even if he wants to eat cured meat, he still wants to eat cured meat dumplings.

That being the case, Jiang Mojiu kneaded the dough and woke it up all day, and it didn't bother him at all.

Unexpectedly, when he was sent to Xiao Qiyan's room, he opened the door and entered, but saw Xiao Qiyan sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a quilt, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, drowsy. Hearing the sound of him entering the room, There is no action.

Jiang Mojiu was puzzled in his heart, suppressed his curiosity and did not ask. After finishing the arrangement neatly, he dawdled for a while, only waiting for Xiao Qiyan to speak.

Suddenly there was a barely audible sob, which brought back Jiang Mojiu's thoughts, and subconsciously looked at Xiao Qiyan.

After Xiao Qiyan rolled his eyes, he asked impatiently: "Jiang Mojiu! What's the matter next door? The crying and crying all day long seems to be haunted. If it's really haunted, can you take it away and give me some peace?" "

"Eh?" Jiang Mojiu blinked and replied, "Is there any sound from next door?"

"You're a cat! You're a cat!" Xiao Qiyan almost exploded: "Why are you not as sensitive to sounds as I am? Why are you pretending not to hear!"

Jiang Mojiu smiled dryly: "Then I'll go and find out."

Naturally, lunch would be delayed, but for Xiao Qiyan, being able to solve the source of the sound was the most important issue, and nothing else was a big deal.

Naturally, he waved his hand and let Jiang Mojiu go.

Jiang Mojiu carried a vegetable basket and walked around the street next door pretending to be nonchalant. There were only three vegetable farmers in total, and they couldn't cheer up and yell seriously. Jiang Mojiu wandered the street for an hour in a daze.

I bought a few green onions, a few heads of garlic, and the family situation of the uncle and aunt who sold the vegetables with a smile like a flower, and I heard everything clearly.

Neighbors are ignorant, children are unhappy...

Grandpa and aunt are fine, and they like their parents' slander, so Jiang Mojiu doesn't need to do anything, but squats beside them with a smile on his face, pouring out endless gossip.

After returning home, Xiao Qiyan was sitting on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard, his face was so gloomy that it could almost rain, but there was a stack of books in front of him, Jiang Mojiu almost thought that he was a hard-working scholar who was trapped by the books up.

Jiang Mojiu pretended not to see it, took the vegetables and went to the kitchen, humming a little song and arranged them in an orderly manner.

Tsk, Jiang Mojiu felt that he had learned badly.

Xiao Qiyan was even more able to hold his breath, and looked drowsy as if nothing had happened.

Tormented by raging gossip, Jiang Mojiu couldn't bear it anymore, and sat beside Xiao Qiyan holding a few heads of garlic.

Xiao Qiyan slightly raised his eyelids, and asked feebly, "What are you doing?"

"Do you know the daughter of Dong's family next door?" Jiang Mojiu moved a stool closer to Xiao Qiyan, elbowed Xiao Qiyan, and raised his chin as a gesture.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Qiyan regained his energy in an instant, flipping through the scroll that had been in front of him for a day, and said indifferently.

"I heard that she has a good friend. She has been a childhood sweetheart since she was a child. However, she has not heard from the bamboo horse for the Beijing exam for several years. Miss Dong's family firmly believes that the bamboo horse will achieve something. She has been rebelling against her family and waiting hard. Now she is old. , the Dong family couldn't bear to see such a disobedient daughter, and wanted to marry her off. Miss Dong's family would naturally refuse to do so, but her father found a husband's family for her, and she was just waiting for a better life to pass the dowry Now, Ms. Dong is crying and crying all day long, trying to force her to die, but Mrs. Dong's wife is still unwilling to back down, yelling that if her daughter refuses to marry, she has to wipe her neck. The whole family insists on their opinions , making a fuss, and no one is willing to back down."

Xiao Qiyan seemed confused, closed the scroll and let out a long sigh: "Since it is arguing, why is it so loud?"

"The Dong family's parents locked Ms. Dong in the room, and she was not allowed to make any more noise. Just wait for the day to get on the sedan chair. Ms. Dong simply used a hunger strike to show her determination, and made another mess." Jiang Mojiu couldn't help but sigh: "Mrs. Dong's family wears a knife all day long, and she wants to show Miss Dong's suicide to herself."

Xiao Qiyan thought for a while, then disdainfully despised Jiang Mojiu: "Why are you so gossip, there are three aunts and six wives who you don't know about."

Jiang Mojiu would not listen to his words, and looked at Xiao Qiyan with apprehensive eyes: "Tell me, what is Miss Dong's going to do."

"It's up to her to do what she wants. I wish she could go out early and stop disturbing my sleep."

Xiao Qiyan was naturally hard-spoken and soft-hearted, looking at Jiang Mojiu's expectant eyes, Wangtian rolled his eyes, sighed, and pinched his fingers in resignation.

Jiang Mo held his breath and did not dare to disturb him, waiting for him to finish the calculation.

"Miss Dong's scholar has already been in high school."

Jiang Mojiu shouted, "Abandoned her? Won't you come back?"

"What do you know!" Xiao Qiyan couldn't bear it any longer: "The emperor placed high hopes on him and sent him to a remote area, hoping to make some achievements and become a capable minister. He once asked someone to bring a letter back, The letter was lost, the man didn't dare to explain that he lost the letter, so he simply didn't mention it, but told him that Miss Dong's family already knew about it, and asked him not to send any more letters, concentrate on making progress, and wait for him to come back and get married."

"This person is really vicious." Jiang Mojiu muttered in a low voice: "Then...now Miss Dong..."

"I'm afraid that not long after she got married, the scholar would have made meritorious service and returned to the court, and she couldn't wait to return home. Ms. Dong, who was forced to marry at that time, felt ashamed and hanged herself..." Xiao Qiyan stretched out his hand, clenched his four fingers into a fist, and said fiercely Swipe your thumb across the neck and make a "click" sound.

"That can't be done, that can't be done." Jiang Mojiu said eagerly, reaching out to hold Xiao Qiyan's arm: "Is there any way?"

"Then..." Xiao Qiyan smirked evilly.

Jiang Mojiu suddenly realized and nodded, and went to answer.

Since that day, Miss Dong's family has been seriously ill. No matter how many doctors she consulted, she couldn't find out the cause of the disease, and no matter how many bitter medicines she took, it didn't work.

It was heard that Miss Dong's family became more and more serious. She couldn't drink soup and medicine all day long, and she didn't touch water or rice. She lost weight quickly.

Later, it became more serious. Ms. Dong's family coughed up blood all day long, she didn't know what to do, and started talking nonsense. The in-law's family who said she would choose another day to hire her had no news.

The master and wife of Dong's family were running around in a hurry. It's not easy to let such a young girl die in their own home. What kind of thing is this?What I didn't expect was that before I had time to figure it out, rumors came from outside, saying that Miss Dong's family disrespected the true God and was punished.

Some people also said that Miss Dong's family didn't keep her duty, she was spotted by the demon clan, and she was going to be asked to be his wife.

The miscellaneous words spread more and more fiercely, all of them seemed to be true, and Jiang Mojiu almost believed them.

If anyone wants to argue with them, everyone who argues with reason will say that they are right.

Seven aunts and eight aunts, no one would admit that they were chasing after the wind, adding fuel and jealousy, and only believed their imaginations to be true, but they were very annoyed by Miss Dong's family in their hearts, why is she still alive?

It seemed that they had an enmity with Miss Dong's family, and each of them spoke their own theories with certainty, imposing death on Miss Dong's family.

Xiao Qiyan was clearly aware of the outside world, and sneered at Jiang Mojiu: "You see, the world's ability to turn black and white and add oil and vinegar wantonly?"

Jiang Mojiu nodded in agreement with lingering fears in his heart. It was terrible, too terrible. No wonder humans didn't live long. If they lived long, what would happen.

The demons with many bad deeds in the legend are no worse than the tongues of the world.

Fearing rumors and rumors, the Dong family couldn't bear the disturbance, so they hired wave after wave of magicians and fairy maidens. After taking the hard-earned money, they all shook their heads and left with regretful faces, as if they were afraid of getting into any trouble.

The Dong family really believed it. While busy pinching their thighs and spending a lot of money to invite real people, they complained in their hearts about Miss Dong's family. Their own family education is very strict, so why did they give birth to a girl who doesn't understand etiquette and shame.

This made Jiang Mojiu's heart agitated, and he also wanted to pretend to be a magic stick, and go through the motions to earn some hard money.

Not long after, a celestial master who claimed to be in command of millions of heavenly soldiers came and walked around the outside of Dong's mansion. He said that he had bumped into something unclean. The Dong family believed in the celestial master as if they had been rescued. If not, let him toss around in the courtyard day and night.

Xiao Qiyan stood in his own courtyard, snorting coldly with disdain, wishing that the celestial master with boundless magic power could hear and despise him through sound transmission.

From then on, the incense burners in Dong's mansion were lit day and night as if they didn't need money, lest there would be less, and dozens of more incense burners were added in the courtyard, lest there would be places that could not be smoked.

The incense that was burning day and night drifted over along the wind, Jiang Mojiu was choked so hard that she couldn't stop coughing, she really hated herself for being troublesome.

And maliciously speculated, I really don't know how this celestial master managed to exorcise evil spirits amidst the choking celestial energy.

I really don't want to die for money.

Xiao Qiyan simply went back to bigu, but Jiang Mojiu couldn't express his objection, after all, he couldn't bear the incense and went to dinner.

But life is really boring, and he can't devote himself to practice. Looking at the smog outside the window, Xiao Qiyan pursed his mouth very unhappy, and wanted to go out to play with Pei Yiyun, so he should avoid it, but Pei Yiyun often declined.I can only shut myself in the house, with books as companions, and have no intention of reading.

The days of burning incense for a living are less than one month old, and Miss Dong's family has not improved. Although the Dong family does not doubt the magic power of the celestial master, it is because the money in their pockets does not want to be damaged again, so they simply ask the celestial master to leave with good words. .

The Celestial Master also cooperated very much, and walked away contentedly with the money in his hands.

Since then, the Dong family has given up all kinds of methods, sent people to prepare the shroud and coffin, and didn't care much about Miss Dong, and just waited for her to die, and held a tofu banquet.

Jiang Mojiu was so angry that he jumped up and down, who is this, who is it? Although Miss Dong is suffering from illness, she is still a living person, and the family members are too heartless.

Jiang Mojiu was about to stand in front of Dong's house with his waist pinched, pointing at Sang and scolding Kui, but Xiao Qiyan grabbed him by the collar and came back.