After I faked my death, the magician went crazy

Li Ziping sat cross-legged on the bed. Now that he has escaped from the ghost market, he has to recover his physical strength and skills first. Now that something happened, he doesn't know where the original owner's body is now.

"Master Ping, what's wrong with you, Master Ping?" Wu Cheng jumped onto the Sifang table.

Li Ziping rubbed his belly. He hadn't eaten for several days, and his chest was almost sticking to his back. He rummaged for a while, and finally found several exquisite boxes in the box in the southeast corner of the room. There were even snacks inside. Nothing, just useless children's toys and a bunch of dried candied haws, and a blouse with sleeves embroidered with cherry blossoms.

The headless ghost laughed "creakingly", "Master Ping, your previous preferences are so unique."

Li Ziping found a relatively clean raven-black robe in an old blackened cabinet, put it on casually, and took the headless ghost to the kitchen to look for food.

This Zifu is a courtyard with three entrances, and the layout is exquisite and elegant. Now that the sun is shining, the servants in the kitchen have all gone down to hide from their laziness.

Li Ziping came in through the window. Although the chicken soup in the kitchen was a bit cold, it still exuded a burst of fragrance. There was also the eight-treasure duck, the fat and oil came out. He swallowed and tore off one The duck leg was thrown to the headless ghost.

The headless ghost took a bite, the delicious taste fascinated the eyes.

The two of them were eating heartily, when a fat woman came to the door, and was teaching two young maids who seemed to have just arrived, "The young master has woken up, you should know what to do, just like today , placed in the meal every day.”

"Yes." The two little maids replied submissively.

Li Ziping regained his energy, put down his food, and leaned against the kitchen door to listen carefully.

A servant girl seemed very worried, and her voice became extremely soft: "Sister, will this thing kill the young master? Although the master doesn't care about him, if such a fatal thing happens, if it comes to light, at least It was the two of us who went up."

Another servant girl quickly covered her mouth, "I heard from Mammy, it's just some bad-looking medicine, and besides, the master doesn't care about this fool." Then, she began to talk about the past.

It turns out that Ziping's mother, that is, the beautiful woman who was exiled to Wujian Temple, was originally the daughter of a merchant with a wealthy family background, while his father was a poor scholar. When they met at a poetry meeting, the scholar surnamed Zhou fell in love at first sight.

Zhou Ye secretly donated poems full of affection many times, and soon there were rumors in the whole bookstore.

Ms. Jiao angrily took her servants to question her. Not only was Zhou Ye willing to make amends and be punished, but she also gave her a collection of poems that she had written as a gift.

Miss Jiao felt moved, so she begged her father.

Not long after, Zhou Ye married into Zi's family and gave birth to a daughter named Ziying, who played the piano and played harmoniously.

Zhou Ye also listened to his father-in-law's persuasion, put down the pen and ink in his hand, and took over the business from then on, focusing on business.

But after the father-in-law and mother-in-law passed away, Zhou Ye's childhood sweetheart came to the door with a big belly, and Ziping's mother found out that the two had already been engaged in their hometown.

Zhou Ye missed appointments before, felt guilty towards Qingmei, and gave some silver taels from time to time, and the two came and went.

Originally, Zhou Ye was going to use some money to send the other party away, but she disappeared the next day and there was no news from her. Unexpectedly, now that she was pregnant and came to seek refuge, Ziping's mother was so angry that she almost had a miscarriage that night.

Zhou Ye knelt beside Ziping's mother's bed that night, vowing never to let this childhood sweetheart, that is, "Yingniang" pass her by...

However, after this Yingniang came to the house, she made many troubles. Ziping's mother was originally a young lady who was raised in a boudoir.Several times of grievances, coupled with pregnancy stimulation, long-term bed rest, gave birth to a weak male fetus, and passed away.

The male fetus is Zi Ping, who is a few years older, but has been unable to babble for a long time, and is said by a wandering Taoist priest to be a person who has lost his soul, and his stupidity may accompany him for a lifetime.

The father didn't even have any expectations for this son who didn't have his surname. Even his daughter Zi Ying disappeared, and he didn't try his best to find it.

A few days ago, it was Yingniang's son who deliberately smeared a layer of oil around his bowl.

Li Ziping squeezed the bowl in his hand tightly, thinking that this Ziping was a fool, so he didn't like his father and lived in the farthest and dilapidated courtyard, so it turned out that there were all kinds of pasts in it.

I'm afraid that this father whose conscience was eaten by dogs didn't take care of his mother after she left, let alone pay respects to her. No wonder the woman dressed in fine clothes turned into a wandering ghost.

"Master Ping, give me that duck's butt too, don't waste it." The headless ghost was about to drool.

"Who!" The two maids outside the door seemed to have heard movement in the kitchen, and pushed the door in, only to see that a fragrant eight-treasure duck had been gnawed until only a skeleton remained, with bones beside it.A servant girl pointed to the mousetrap under the table, "Look, I reminded you when I went out to pack up the food, now it's over, this mouse ate it, we will really be scolded now. "

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Full of wine and food, Li Ziping returned to the side courtyard, looked at the dusty bronze mirror, and tidied it up casually. I have to say that if it weren't for the prejudice of others, outsiders would definitely think that this was a well-read poem. The young master of the book will never be associated with the word "stupid".

Unexpectedly, there was a sound of beating and cursing outside the door, and the two wooden doors were kicked open like shredded paper: "Bold and evil, let's be presumptuous here, take your life!"

A bearded Taoist priest, holding a mahogany sword, rushed through the door, followed by a black-faced young man of fourteen or fifteen years old and a gorgeously dressed woman. This person was Yingniang.

This Yingniang is really interesting, she is dressed very similarly to Ziping's mother, the beautiful woman in Wujiandian, but her face is imitated and painted nondescript.

The two saw that Ziping was lying on the bed, motionless, just like the previous few days.

Li Ziping sweated secretly, but luckily his hands and feet were fast enough to hide the headless ghost in the pile of children's ingenious woodworking toys.

"Mother, look, I said that idiot is a monster, so many men in the town suddenly disappeared, no one was alive or dead, maybe this big idiot climbed the @ wall to go out at night to do it." Zhou who spoke Chengren is Yingniang's son.

The old housekeeper who was walking at the back, panting, led a group of maidservants and servants to stop the Taoist priest, "Master Ping has been a fool since he was a child, how could he do such a thing, if something goes wrong, how are you going to explain it to the master?"

Since Yingniang took charge of the house, all the original servants have changed. Only the old butler is still there. He is also in charge of some of Zi's business and accounts, so although he is a servant, the weight of his words is different.

Everyone didn't dare to move, but this Zhou Chengren jumped out and kicked on the wooden bed. Anyway, he is Master Zhou Zhou Chengren's favorite son. The brother of the opposite sex, Young Master Ping, who is lying on the bed, no matter how you look at it, it will hinder him and his mother. In his eyes, he didn't care at all how his father got into Zi's family back then.

Yingniang covered her eyes pretendingly, "Master is a kind person. I wanted to find a Taoist priest to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be true. I'm sorry for my sister. I didn't take good care of her only son..." Seeing that she was about to Passed out from crying.

Li Ziping closed his eyes, this lady is really tea-smelling, on the one hand she is convinced that he is a demon, on the other hand she wants to kill her relatives righteously.

"Go away!" Zhou Chengren pushed away the old housekeeper irritably, snatched the Taoist priest's mahogany sword, and picked up Young Master Ping's quilt.

Li Ziping felt that the tip of the sword had reached his throat...

All the servants held their breaths. This young master Ping was always called stupid by the lady, and he would not let the doctor come to the door. Fortunately, there was a housekeeper who loved this young master, and usually arranged for someone to teach him simple reading and writing. Unfortunately, Ziping learned how to read and write. Not many.

I saw the second young master leading a strange Taoist priest early this morning, and no one stopped him along the way. After all, although the people in the town didn't say anything, everyone knew that Zifu had long since become Zhou's residence.

Although the mahogany sword in Zhou Chengren's hand was not fatal, if it was stabbed with the sword, it would definitely be bad. When the time comes to cooperate with this Taoist priest of unknown origin, even if his father is not willing, he will have to hand over the young master.

When the tip of the sword was about to cut through Li Ziping's throat, he suddenly opened his eyes, a carp straightened up, spurted a mouthful of blood, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and stabbed at Zhou Chengren's shoulder.

"Ghost!" Zhou Chengren looked resentfully at a boy in a gray cloth shirt, who was the servant who brought the gruel to Master Ping just now.

The original owner's sick and delicate physique in the original book finally had some real effect. Before that, his luck was not going well, and there happened to be a mouthful of stagnant blood in his chest.

"Hey! The demon brother wants to play with me!" Li Ziping pulled out the mahogany sword on Zhou Chengren's shoulder, and stabbed it hard again, "Daddy said, it's better to have an even number, sons and daughters make pairs!"

A few servants who had never been to the side courtyard couldn't help laughing, this Young Master Ping is not stupid.

The gorgeously dressed woman yelled "Son!" and rushed forward screaming.

Li Ziping also brandished the mahogany sword, chasing the mother and son, "Brother demon, take your life!" All the people in the room followed suit, all confused.

"Stop! What are you doing!" Zhou Ye, also known as Master Zhou, hurried back from the outside. He didn't expect to be in such a mess after being away for several days.

Seeing her son injured, Yingniang was already irritated, but she was chased by a lunatic, and when she heard a loud cry, she couldn't hold back, grabbed the bowl of porridge on the Sifang table, and threw it over.

As soon as Mr. Zhou finished speaking, his head was smashed by a broken bowl with a gap, and a few grains of rice with a sour smell remained along his forehead.

"That's enough!" Master Zhou roared angrily, and finally calmed down. The old butler temporarily invited the Taoist priest away and cleaned up Young Master Ping's room.

Master Zhou was about to slap this disobedient son, when the old housekeeper stepped forward, "Master, the young master lost his mother when he was young, and his sister was abducted when he was young. I can't find him so far. If the young lady is still there , after all, heartache is not appropriate."

The voice was not loud, but he could hear it clearly. He was originally angry, but when the old housekeeper mentioned his daughter Zi Ying, he couldn't get angry anymore.

Zhou Chengren stood aside, not daring to speak, Master Zhou slapped him in the face again: "Nonsense!" But he was thinking in his heart, fortunately, he had already invited Daoist Xu Ming from the Sanqing Realm, and he could do it tomorrow. come.

Master Zhou slapped Zhou Chengren with all his strength, and the corners of Zhou Chengren's mouth were bloodshot, and he asked a few women who watched the fun to carry Yingniang away.

After the group of people left, the unconvinced Zhou Chengren turned back halfway, commanded a few servants in his room, smashed the only square table in the young master's room, and carried away a few exquisite boxes.

After taking it away, Li Ziping remembered that the headless ghost was still inside!