Jiajing Spiritual Records

Suxian's eyes darkened, he looked at Zhao Wanniang, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, after a moment of silence, he asked: "Wanniang, who were you and my parents back then? town?"

"Including your parents, there are eight people, but..." Zhao Wanniang's voice paused slightly, "We had an accident on the way to find Sheren Town, and one of us died on the way." After finishing speaking, she slowly closed her eyes. He closed his eyes, "Maybe that was She Renzhen's warning, but none of us thought about it at the time."

Su Xian pursed his lips, looked down at her and asked again: "Then how did you escape from She Ren Town?"

Zhao Wanniang opened her eyes, and she looked blankly at the bed curtain above her head: "Since I got separated from your parents, I met someone who saved me. Speaking of She Renzhen, maybe he will be better than you." I know better."

"Who is he?" Su Xian frowned.

"He is the guide who led us to Sheren Town." Zhao Wanniang replied.She stared at the bed curtain and slowly fell to Suxian who was beside her, stared at him expressionlessly for a while, and replied, "Do you know the Yang family of the Panling puppet in southern Fujian?" Zhao Wanniang continued, "That person is Yang Qiong, the head of the Yang family 14 years ago, and he was the guide back then."

The cold whiteness spilled in through the window lattice, hitting the wall inside the house like a rippling lake.Under the dim candlelight, Zhao Wanniang's complexion was as pale as paper, she was panting heavily, her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes staring at Su Xian were a little distracted.Su Xian frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "I see, then Wanniang, you should rest earlier."

Su Xian and Ning Huan looked at each other and were about to leave.Pale hands grabbed Su Xian's sleeve, and Su Xian looked back and saw Wanniang's muddy eyes staring at him, her bloodless lips trembling: "Sheren Town reincarnates every seven years, the gate of ghosts Now 14 years have passed, and the day is approaching. I have to go back." She let go of her hand slowly, and glanced at the flickering white candle that Su Xian was looking at in the house in a daze, "If you want Go find your parents, there is not much time left for you to think about it."

Su Xian was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, his black eyes were like misty lakes, and he couldn't tell what it meant, his eyes flickered, and then he replied: "Understood." Zhao Wanniang closed her eyes slowly, and also No more sound.

Su Xian closed the door.Outside the house, Ning Huan looked at Su Xian, and tentatively asked softly: "Are you really planning to go to that Sheren Town?"

"Yeah." Su Xian replied absent-mindedly.Ning Huan cautiously raised his eyes to look at Su Xian, carefully considered the words and said each word: "Then can I go with you?"

"What are you going to do?" Su Xian frowned slightly, a trace of tiredness appeared between his brows, and he replied patiently, "You heard it just now, that place is extremely dangerous, and I'm not sure I can protect it." You are thoughtful, what are you going to do?"

"But..." Ning Huan licked his dry lips uneasily. He lowered his eyebrows and looked around his eyes, and leaned into Su Xian's ear and whispered, "Don't you think something is already watching us?"

Su Xian raised his eyebrows. "Do you still remember the ghost boy in the alley I told you about? 'Sheren Town, Zhenshe People, Qiqixuanye Ghost Gate Open', they all match." Ning Huan swallowed, only feeling his throat There was a bitter taste in the room, "Everything that happened in the past few days was too weird. I don't know whether those things are trying to save us or harm us." Ning Huan tugged at Suxian's sleeve "Just let me go with you, so many times, which time have I caused you trouble." Su Xian stared at Ning Huan's restless eyes, and frowned, as if lost in thought.

"Just let me go with you." Ning Huan begged again from the side.

"No." Suxian frowned, and pulled away Ning Huan's hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ning Huan, a smile was slowly drawn on the corner of his mouth, and he said every word: "Mr. Am I in trouble?"

"I didn't!" Ning Huan was suddenly annoyed, was he a troublemaker?He is not!Ning Huan pouted and muttered, "I've saved you several times. The time with the human-faced spider, the time with Xu Cun! And..." Ning Huan squinted his eyes, counting the days that he had treated Su Xian in detail. The "life-saving grace", but Su Xian's hands were still cut behind his back, thumping like a rabbit that was irritated.

"Mr. Ning has a really good memory, let alone I forget it. Then let me think about it, how many times have I saved you these days—" Su Xian showed a mocking smile, protracted the tone perfunctorily, and responded provocatively Shang Ninghuan's eyes.

"You, you ungrateful villain! I have saved your life many times! Four times! I'm counting, at least four times!"

Su Xian twitched the corner of his mouth: "Oh."

"I'm really going to be angry!" Ning Huan gritted his teeth and said, he squinted his eyes with a sense of momentum, but Su Xian beside him kept his face indifferent and didn't see any reaction.He curled his lips, was discouraged, and sighed, "I didn't expect that I, Ning Huan, paid the wrong money after all these years—" There was a bit of a storyteller's connotation in the cadence.

Su Xian frowned, and let go of Ning Huan's hand in disgust: "Where did you learn all these words?"

"Don't worry about it." Ning Huan was still angry.

Su Xian curled his lips, and said indifferently: "Well, if that's the case, then Mr. Ning will just stay at home these days and read more sage books—"

Ning Huan's black eyeballs rolled back and forth, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "So you agree that I will be with you?"

Su Xian glanced to the side unnaturally, and whispered in his mouth: "Let's talk about this later. Before I go to find that Sheren Town, I have to go to the Yang family of the Panling puppet family first."

Ning Huan nodded again and again, and Su Xian said "Let's talk" which means that it can be discussed, and since it can be discussed, it is likely to agree.Ning Huan asked: "Then where are you going to find them?"

Su Xian replied: "Their business started in the capital, although they have hidden their whereabouts a lot these years. However, when it comes to the current head of the family, I really know his whereabouts."

Ning Huan nodded, and then sighed with emotion: "I have never heard of the family of the Panling Puppet. I thought I had seen all the fun things in the capital."

Su Xian smiled and said, "You don't really think they are performing a puppet show?"

"Isn't it?" Ning Huan asked in surprise.

Su Xian shook his head: "They seem to be in the business of puppet shows, but they are actually in the business of little ghosts."

"Small ghost business?" Ning Huan slightly widened his black eyes.

Su Xian nodded, and explained: "The bones of children who died young were melted into puppets that had been casted, and sold to high-ranking officials in the capital. It is said that they can guarantee promotion and make a fortune."

Ning Huan stared at Su Xian: "The puppet is filled with children... would anyone really want it?"

Suxian said indifferently: "Why would those people dare to get promoted and get rich? The household department..." Suxian's words stopped suddenly.Ning Huan's eyes were still looking at him without blinking, waiting for his next sentence, his glazed pupils shone like fireflies under the moonlit night.Su Xian evoked a nasty smile and stopped talking.

"Who is in the household department, tell me quickly..." Seeing that Suxian stopped, Ning Huan hurriedly asked, "Tell me quickly."

"Why do you want to know everything?" Su Xian twitched his lips impatiently, and walked into the back room without looking back.Ning Huan chased after him, yelling: "Who is from the household department? You said it, how can you stop talking halfway?"

Su Xian entered the room and immediately turned off the lights, and went to bed with his back to Ning Huan.It was rare for Ning Huan not to complain aloud, he took off his boots in the dark, and leaned over eagerly, "Master Su, tell me quickly, who is there?"

Su Xian yawned slowly, turned around and replied lazily: "It's too late, let's talk tomorrow."

In the east of the city, in a remote corner, an inconspicuous house stood there.

Most of the red vermilion paint on the outer door has peeled off, exposing the logs inside, corroded by the damp water vapor and leaving a little bit of mildew.Green vines covered the entire exterior wall, and the courtyard looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time. Weeds sprouted wildly from the cracks in the stone slabs, covering the row of wing rooms behind with lush greenery.In Weiliang's room, white candles flickered gently on the pear wood table, muddy candle tears fell on the table, and the dim candle light illuminated half of the room.

"Da, da, da", someone's footsteps sounded in the room, and someone came over and gently held up the candlestick.The candlelight swept across the other half of the room, and half of the room was filled with shadows of people.They were motionless, and the crowd remained eerily silent.The candlelight fell on their faces, and a bright red smile appeared on their pale faces, only to realize that these were not people, but a bunch of puppets placed here.Puppets, large and small, were neatly placed in the house. The bride in wedding dress, the scholar in white robe and hat, the judge with a ghost face, under the bleak moonlit night, those grinning faces gave chills down the back. There was a strange light in his eyes.

"Squeak—" The man seemed to open another door in the house, behind which was a dark corridor.There was a damp smell in the air, mixed with an indescribable fishy smell that made people sick.The road was not long, and the man stopped in front of a mahogany door not long after.

After hesitating for a while, he opened the door, and the fishy smell in the room became stronger.Different from the wooden structure outside, the four walls here are made of stone. Because there is no sunlight all the year round, the gaps are covered with dark green moss, and several human-sized puppets are thrown messily on the ground.Strangely, these puppets all showed the appearance of the same person.

The person who came put the candlestick aside, and a heavy gasp suddenly sounded from the corner. "Brother." The person called out.

The dim candlelight shone on the corner of the stone room. The body of the person in the corner was stuck against the stone wall, with his head hanging down. The skin on his body drooped loosely, as if it was almost fused with the moss on the wall. "You're here." The man in the corner said, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes, there was a touch of yellow in his pupils, and his appearance was exactly the same as the scattered puppets on the ground.

"What's the big brother calling me?" the visitor asked with his head lowered.

The man lowered his head, the expression on his face could not be discerned by the dim candlelight, he was silent for a while, and said: "It has found it."

The visitor was taken aback.The man was panting, his chest was rising and falling, and there was a dark voice of "hissing" in his throat: "Listen, after I die, my body needs to be buried in the ground immediately, 64 soul-relief nails Around the coffin, and burn all these puppets, not one is allowed to stay."

"Big brother..."

The man shook his head, and a sigh sounded in the darkness: "It can't hide anymore, it has already found out, for the sake of the Yang family, you can't let it find me."

"Yes……"