Jiajing Spiritual Records

Ning Huan gently gathered his sleeves tightly, buried his head and walked through the narrow and dark alley, Sa Yazi ran towards Su Xian's mansion.He was apprehensive all the way, looking around suspiciously, fearing that if he was not paying attention, he would be entangled by those ghost boys in the alley just now.At this moment, Ning Huan finally came to the gate of the Su Mansion, he breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and after calming down his panting breath, he knocked on the vermilion lacquered gate in front of him with his fingers.

Before the slightly bent fingers landed on the door, "Squeak—" the door opened.

"Su Xian?" Ning Huan asked a little surprised, "How do you know I'm outside?"

"Even if you fell asleep, you woke up with your movement." Su Xian leaned half against the door against the light, staring at Ning Huan with dark eyes, with a trace of imperceptible tiredness on his face, he rubbed He rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ning Huan stood outside the door with his hands behind his back. Hearing this, he cautiously leaned in, and whispered in Su Xian's ear, "Then...is the girl awake?"

"No." Suxian replied, he looked down at Ning Huan, frowned and corrected, "Don't call me girl, then Zhao Wanniang can be your mother when she is old."

"But...but she obviously looks seventeen or eighteen." Ning Huan muttered softly.

"Yeah." Su Xian didn't refute this time, he curled his lips casually and replied, "I'm also curious about how she hasn't aged after all these years." He turned half of his body to gesture to Ning Huan Come in, and then said, "I haven't asked you yet, what's the matter for coming to me so late?"

Ning Huan followed behind Su Xian, his eyes blinked slowly when he heard this.He cleared his throat and was about to speak, but Su Xian who looked back suddenly pulled him to him.

"What's wrong?" Ning Huan asked suspiciously.

"Did you encounter any dirty things on your way?" Su Xian asked back, frowning.

Ning Huan was taken aback, so he nodded hastily: "I'm planning to tell you." So he related everything that happened after the two of them left for the day, together with the ghost boy and the fortune teller in the alley just now, detailing everything. He spoke to Su Xian and listened.

"A fortune teller with a black cat?" Su Xian's eyes flickered with confusion.

Ning Huan nodded: "He also said that what I encountered was not a ghost, but an evil spirit. I don't know what he meant. But—" Ning Huan looked up at Su Xian, hesitantly said, "He said so Mysterious, it's probably a deceitful deceit?" Ning Huan cautiously asked Su Xian for proof, after all, who would want to be haunted by evil spirits!

"Who knows." Su Xian replied in a low voice.Under the moonlight, his slender and fine eyelashes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which perfectly concealed the complexity of his eyes.His eyes flickered slightly: "However, you really believe in fortune-telling in the world."

Hearing this, Ning Huan let out a long breath, grunted twice and then complained, "Hey - I knew it."

The evening wind blows, driving the leaves on the top of the tree to make a "snacking" sound.Ning Huan shivered from the cold, he tightened his sleeves, and moved to Su Xian's side.

Su Xian glanced sideways at Ning Huan, who was beside him, and frowned slightly: "I'm not afraid of catching a cold after wearing so little."

Ning Huan muttered in a low voice: "There is a stove burning in the room, how could I know it would be so cold outside." He pursed his lips slightly, the wind was coming towards him, and he ate the wind with his mouth.Ning Huan's round eyes turned unkindly, he made a detour and hid directly behind Su Xian, thinking to himself, Su Xian's figure really was just right for him to block the wind.

Su Xian saw through Ning Huan's small thoughts, turned his head and glanced at Ning Huan helplessly, he curled his lips and said: "Ning Huan, you really have this skill, why don't you go to my room and get a coat and put it on. "

"In your closet?" Ning Huan poked out half of his head from behind Su Xian, tilting his head and asked.

"Yeah." Before the words finished, Ning Huan behind him murmured "You didn't say it earlier", and rushed into the room in a hurry.

Hearing the commotion outside, Uncle Wang came out of the inner room slowly, and seeing his lord standing helplessly in the courtyard, he asked, "My lord, is it Mr. Ning?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him." Su Xian replied angrily.

Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and laughed cheerfully: "I mean, no wonder your lord is so happy."

The corners of Su Xian's mouth twitched, whoever saw him in a good mood. "Why am I happy!" His thin lips were almost drawn into a line, and he muttered in displeasure, "That annoying guy—why should I be happy when he comes." As he spoke, he didn't know what to think of He snorted softly.

"Yes." Uncle Wang shook his head with a smile: "Then it will be whatever your lord says."

Su Xian snorted, unable to deny it.

"Then... is that Zhao Wanniang awake?" After a while, Su Xian coughed unnaturally and changed the subject.

Uncle Wang shook his head: "She is full of wounds, and I don't know what she has suffered all these years. The doctor said that she might not wake up in three or four days." Uncle Wang looked at Su Xian and sighed, consolingly said, "It's been so many years, my lord. The past is over, don’t worry about the present.”

Su Xian's eyes darkened slightly: "I know." He looked at Uncle Wang, and suddenly remembered what Ning Huan said just now, so he asked: "Uncle Wang, do you remember that there is a black cat in the capital? fortune teller?"

Uncle Wang was stunned: "Why did your lord think of asking this? This fortune teller with a black cat in the capital—" He was silent for a while, and then replied, "Could it be that your lord is talking about the blind king in the north of the city."

"Blind Wang?" Suxian frowned slightly, wondering what happened to Siduo, a provocative smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he snorted softly, "That half-immortal who was smashed by me. "

"But didn't your lord get nothing out of it?" Uncle Wang immediately smiled and exposed him mercilessly.

Su Xian curled his lips, and admitted with great reluctance: "That half-immortal really has some skills."

Uncle Wang thought for a while and said, "However, that blind man still owes you a favor."

"This happened? How can I not remember?" Su Xian raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"My lord, have you forgotten about the drought in the deep mountains a few years ago? My lord saved his cat. Blind Wang cherishes cats like his life." Uncle Wang replied, "However, at that time, my lord, you didn't care about it at all. I want people to come in."

"Why?" Suxian asked suspiciously, as if he completely forgot about this.

"Old slave guessing." Uncle Wang laughed, "Probably because the adults lost face in the competition and refused to lose face, that's why they didn't want to let that blind man in."

"It's not that my lord smashed his shop and insisted that he was pretending to be a ghost. That's why Wang Banxian wanted to compete with my lord." Yin Chuan floated out from nowhere and echoed.

"Impossible!" Su Xian vetoed it.He squinted unkindly at Uncle Wang, who was smiling and downcast, and Yinchuan, who was not too serious, and sneered: "It is absolutely impossible for me to lose."

"But..." Yinchuanfang wanted to refute, but Suxian swallowed the rest of the words with a cold look.Suxian swept over Yinchuan as if threatening, and Yinchuan was so shocked that he replied word by word: "I, there is no way I can lose." After speaking, he went back to the room without looking back.

Su Xian turned around, curled his lips, and thought to himself, black cat and fortune teller, west?What exactly was blind Wang trying to tell himself through Ning Huan?

"Where did you put all your coats!" Fang entered the room, Su Xian heard Ning Huan babbling there and asked.He raised his eyebrows, and lazily replied: "Put it in the closet, you can just find one." His voice paused for a moment, and then changed his mind, "Forget it, I'll help you find it. "

Ning Huan put on a light-yellow coat that Su Xian had found, and with a smile on his lips, he showed a coy posture in front of Su Xian: "I dress just right, Mr. Su is just a good-looking flower shelf, but in fact, the skeleton is not good. I'm about the same as me, so don't say I have thin arms and legs." As he spoke, Ning Huan bared his teeth triumphantly.

Su Xian's expression suddenly became complicated, he squinted at Ning Huan, and a sneering smile appeared on the slightly raised half of his lips: "I wore this one on you four years ago." Pointing out the origin of that dress without mercy, his tone was light and fluffy, and under his eyelashes were full of pride that he didn't think it was a big deal.

Suxian's clothes when he was 14 years old.Ning Huan stopped laughing instantly, squinted his eyes as if he dared not speak out, snorted softly, and stopped talking.He was wearing a belt when suddenly a white cloth fell from his body.Su Xian raised his eyebrows, leaned over and picked it up from the ground.

"Give me something." Even when he spoke, he didn't glance at Su Xian indifferently.

Su Xian looked at the things in his hand, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked, "So you still keep the kit I gave you."

Ning Huan raised his eyes and glanced at Su Xian with disgust, and complained: "The thing you gave is too useless, do you see that I have encountered fewer weird things these days?"

"Then give it back to me." Su Xian snorted, indifferently.

The plain brocade pouch was casually thrown up and down in Su Xian's hands, Ning Huan's mouth twitched, and he rushed forward to snatch it with a sullen expression: "What you gave me is mine!" he muttered loudly.

Su Xian raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you dislike it just now?"

Ning Huan was still angry, he waved his hands, he didn't even bother to argue with Su Xian. "Hmph!" He snorted heavily, showing that he was still full of anger.

Su Xian gave a soft "tsk", he pulled the unfastened belt around Ning Huan's waist, and hooked it with his fingertips to bring Ning Huan to his side.

"What to do!" Ning Huan didn't want to talk to him at all.But they couldn't bear the distance between the two of them, they were so close to the ground for a while, even their breath was swept across Ning Huan's face.The broken hair on his forehead was lightly brushed, Su Xian raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes were bright, "Are you really angry?" Side face with cheeks.

Su Xian's eyelashes trembled, and with Ning Huan's exclamation of "Hey -", he opened the plain brocade bag.

"This is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Talisman." Su Xian replied casually, the familiar cold fragrance lingered all over Ning Huan's body, causing him to nod in a daze.In Subu’s kit there is a piece of crumpled yellow paper, the folds were smoothed out, and a group of weird totems were painted crookedly on it with cinnabar, “This is the first talisman I drew when I went to Sanqing Mountain when I was seven years old. Su Xian paused, then looked up at Ning Huan.Her black eyes gleamed, and her fine and slender eyelashes seemed to brush Ning Huan's cheeks.

Ning Huan lowered his eyes a little uneasy: "Then why did you give me the talisman you drew when you were young?"

The air was silent for a moment, Su Xian stared at the old kit, suddenly chuckled, he let out a "ts", and suddenly let go of Ning Huan: "How useful is the first talisman drawn by a seven-year-old child?" ?” Su Xian lazily fell on the bed, crossing his legs aggressively.He raised his head.

Ning Huan was taken aback, his face tensed.

"But it's not completely useless. After all, I've been gifted and intelligent since I was a child, and Taoism can be considered superior in Sanqing Mountain. It's still useful to avoid minor illnesses and disasters." Suxian slightly drew the corners of his lips.

"Are you bragging?" Ning Huan choked.For a moment, he didn't know what to think about, he turned around suddenly, his bright black eyes were filled with curiosity, "Then have you ever competed with Daoist Void? Who is stronger?"

Su Xian sneered, "Of course—" the words came to an abrupt end, he narrowed his eyes, squinted at Ning Huan, and snorted coldly, "I haven't tried it before, how would I know?" As soon as he changed his voice, his lowered eyes seemed to be interested in the kit in Ning Huan's hand again, "I'll draw a useful talisman for you to wear on your body some other day. But with your physique, I guess any talisman is not that big Use." Saying that, he sighed "tsk tsk".

"Who cares about it!" Ning Huan narrowed his eyes and wanted to throw the plain brocade bag on Su Xian.After trying several times, his subordinates finally withdrew their hands, turned around and left angrily.

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When Ning Huan left the house, he thought about going to see Zhao Wanniang, after all, he came here for the weird things that happened during the day. "Ning Huan?" Yinchuan floated over with a medicine jar in his hand.

"Miss Yinchuan." Ning Huan replied.Yinchuan stopped and looked at Ning Huan, her eyes fell on the plain brocade bag at his waist, she said in surprise, "Oh, isn't this my lord's thing?"

Ning Huan lowered his eyes and glanced, thinking of Suxian's tease just now, he said angrily: "Well, he sent me off."

Yinchuan raised his eyebrows and gave a "tsk", a strange smile appeared on the white paper face, against the dark color under the moonlit night, seeing Ning Huan panicked in his heart, he asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, Girl from Yinchuan."

"No—" Yinchuan laughed, his eyes full of joking, "Then you may keep it safe, this is what my lord wants to give to his wife." There was a thin layer of red.

The corners of the paper figurine's mouth widened further and widened, and the voice was protracted on purpose, as if an old god was present: "Why, didn't my lord tell you about it? Then you have to keep it safe, otherwise what will happen when he marries a wife in the future?" ?”

"No...no." Ning Huan glanced away unnaturally, and then changed the topic: "Then... is Zhao Wanniang still awake?"

"Zhao Wanniang? No." Yinchuan curled his lips and muttered, "I heard it will take another three to five days. It's strange to say, and I don't know what method she used. She hasn't done it all these years. Change." She handed the medicine jar in her hand to Ning Huan: "It's just in time for you to come, help me take this in, I have to go back to the kitchen to watch the fire."

Ning Huan nodded and quickly took it.After Yinchuan left, Ning Huan entered the house with the medicine jar.There was a strong smell of medicinal herbs in the guest room, and there was only one red candle burning on the square table in the middle, making the room a little dim, and Zhao Wanniang was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.Ning Huan carefully placed the medicine jar on the table.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the door, blowing the window paper and making a "rustling" sound, and the door of the guest room was closed tightly with a "bang".The candle on the table flickered and went out completely.The room was suddenly enveloped in darkness, Ning Huan frowned slightly, got up and was about to find a new candle to light again, before going out, the cold white moonlight shining through the window sill caught a glimpse behind him, he trembled suddenly, stiffened He had to turn around, only to see the white figure standing in front of Zhao Wanniang's bed with his back to him.

"Why are you here?" Ning Huan staggered back a step towards the door.He recognized that the white shadow was the female ghost he had seen during the day, so he asked loudly, "What are you trying to do to come here with me?"

The female ghost in white turned around, with a strange expression on her gray face, withered and sagging skin, two blood-red tears slowly flowed from her empty eye sockets, "one drop, two drops" smeared on the On her plain white clothes, "giggle", she suddenly opened her mouth wide, and a strange sound came out of her mouth.What exactly are you trying to tell me?Ning Huan frowned, subconsciously took a step closer. "Giggle" the strange sound continued, under the moonlight, Ning Huan was startled suddenly, and saw only half of the tongue left in the mouth of the white-clothed female ghost.