Urban Night Returner

It was getting late, Lu Bi came out of the small kitchen with a food box, walked unhurriedly, looked around without any trace, saw the blue shirt on the corner of the corridor, couldn't help speeding up her feet, and smiled slightly on her face Come: "Mr. Shen, where are you studying?"

Sure enough, Shen Mobai had a book in his hand, but he didn't read it. He was looking at the North Chamber in a daze. Hearing Lu Bi's words, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and bowed: "Miss Bi."

Lu Bi held the young master's milk soup in her hand, she didn't dare to stay longer, but she couldn't bear to leave, she pursed her lips and smiled: "What book are you reading, sir, so lost in thought?" It's full of twists and turns, like words but not words, like pictures but not pictures, and half of them can't be read.

Shen Mobai smiled, and stuffed the book into his sleeve: "How are you doing these days, young master?"

Lu Bi nodded: "Okay. I slept well at night. It seems that these two mastiffs are really useful." Strange to say, since the two mastiffs bought into the door, the young master has slept soundly in the past few nights, and never sleeps again. He didn't cry at night, and Shen Mobai didn't enter the side courtyard for several nights. Lu Bi could only take a look at him on the way to the small kitchen every morning and evening, and felt a little regretful between words.

Shen Mobai smiled slightly, and thoughtfully said: "I'm afraid it's not about the mastiff... This young master, will he live in the house from now on?"

Lu Bi was stunned, and then realized that it was Luo Jing he was asking, and couldn't help curling his lips and said, "I'm afraid I can't? There was a lot of trouble when I came back. If I really stay here for a long time, I'm afraid it will turn upside down." ?”

Shen Mobai asked suspiciously, "What's the trouble?"

Lu Bi covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Mr. Shen really doesn't hear what's going on outside the window. What's going on? You don't know at all..." Looking around and looking around, he whispered, "Mr. was also in the yard that day. Here, you should have heard it—the tablet of Aunt Chen in front is going to be entered into the ancestral hall. Who has heard of such a thing?"

Shen Mobai didn't understand these things very well, he said in a daze: "Isn't it possible?"

Lu Bi bent over with a smile: "Where is there any aunt who can enter the ancestral hall? Besides, I heard that this aunt was not happy when she was born, and even the eldest young master made a plan first, and he was born to restrain his father and family. ..." Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered my own identity. If I followed the young master, even if I had a son and a half in the future, it would be my aunt's life. I was silent for a while, and forced a smile, "I'm afraid the milk soup will be cold. I have to send it to the young master first. The young master has slept soundly these few days, so don’t just ignore him, sir, and come in and walk around often. If there are any clothes that need to be mended and washed, just talk to me.” Speaking of this , face slightly red.

Shen Mobai didn't think so, instead he said: "If the eldest young master lives in the house all the time, I won't be needed anymore. I think it's better to go back to the mountain to live."

Lu Bi was stunned, and the footsteps that were about to leave couldn't help but stop: "Sir, you want to leave? Why, what mountain do you want to go back to?"

Shen Mobai smiled slightly: "Yeah, I used to live on the mountain, and I was just curious about going down the mountain, so it's time to go back..." His voice was very soft, Lu Bi looked at his gentle smile, and never noticed what he said What.It wasn't until she heard someone calling her from a distance that she came back to her senses, her face was flushed, she muttered something in a low voice, and ran away as if fleeing.

Shen Mobai didn't pay attention to Lu Bi's expression, only felt that the sun had gradually set and the light was dim, and he couldn't read anymore, so he sleeved his book and walked along the corridor to the backyard.He lives in the backyard like the servants, but he has a separate room, which is more spacious.After the servants were busy all day, they couldn't help but get together and chat for a while. When they got excited, their voices became louder, and they crept in through the window: "... I heard that there are many men who are good men in the army. The bodyguard he brought, Biquan, has a pretty face, I think it must be..."

"Nonsense, didn't he bring a maid with him?"

"What do you know! They are two brothers and sisters, one named Biyan and the other named Biquan, both of whom are serving him. I heard from Yuzhu, who tidied up the North Courtyard, that one day when she was delivering tea, she saw Biquan's clothes." Come out indiscriminately, with a face full of spring."

"You're still full of love? Yuzhu said this to you, you two...hehe..."

"...Arguing to bring my aunt's memorial tablet into the ancestral hall, hey, how could the master agree!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. He is now a celebrity under the commander-in-chief, and the master is still under his control. How dare you not agree?"

"Let's not talk about getting back the wild woman, but also bringing the wild man, which made the master half dead, how could he agree to it! Anyway, the commander's soldiers are going to the border soon, and the master is procrastinating. When he leaves, nothing will happen naturally."

"I'm afraid he won't, and that wild woman won't stay in the house too..."

"Then why, when you go to the border, don't you have to take it with you?"

Hearing what they were saying, Shen Mobai's voice became louder and louder, even closing the window couldn't stop it, so he walked out again in desperation.At this time, it was already dark, and he came out quietly, but no one noticed.Seeing him, the two giant mastiffs tied with iron chains in the main courtyard only raised their heads, wagged their tails slightly, and then fell down again.Shen Mobai smiled slightly, knelt down and smoothed the fur of the two mastiffs, then stood up and walked out again.It was getting dark early in Changzhou, and Luo Ping was exhausted raising food for several days. At this time, everyone went to their courtyards. Except for the lights shining through the windows, the courtyard was already quiet.In the darkness, I saw a figure dodging, appearing and disappearing among the bamboo bushes at the base of the wall, walking towards the north courtyard.Shen Mobai frowned slightly, and followed slowly.

The figure was slender, obviously a woman, but in the darkness of night, her outline was blurred, she disappeared outside the north courtyard.There is no one in the north courtyard.The servants of the Hefu were somewhat afraid of this young master who appeared suddenly, so he didn't call, and happily went to sneak away.Shen Mobai walked in hesitantly, the room was lit like beans, and there was a faint whimpering sound.Shen Mobai was puzzled, so he couldn't help but took a few steps forward, and suddenly there was a scream, which made him tremble, and then he heard a young man's voice out of tune: "Master, please forgive me... Shou, I can't bear it..." The words were broken, it seemed to be painful, but it also carried an indescribable joy.There was no answer, and his groans became louder and louder. Shen Mobai leaned closer to listen carefully, but heard the faint sound of water mixed with the groans, and occasionally the bed board creaked.He grew up on the mountain since he was a child, and he didn't know about these bed affairs. After a long while, he suddenly thought of the gossip of the servants, his face turned red, he turned around, and in a panic, he kicked the flowerpot next to him. On the road, I also stumbled.The flower pot rolled down the steps repeatedly, and there was a shout in the room: "Who is that!" The door was pushed open suddenly, and Shen Mobai had just stood still, but someone had already pushed him to the corner by his collar: "Who are you!"

Shen Mobai only felt a strange smell rushing towards his face. Although he didn't understand it, he vaguely knew it was the breath after the affair. The two of them were so close that the breath of that person poured into their noses, and it was inevitable to avoid it. His face turned red involuntarily: "I—"

Luo Jing was not familiar with the voice, just now, knowing that this person is not very skilled, naturally he is not a bandit assassin or something, so he relaxed a little: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Shen Mobai was at a loss as to how to answer, when a young man came out from the room holding a lamp, shone a light on his face, and said, "Master, it seems to be the accountant in the house, his surname should be Shen." His voice was still a little hoarse , I was disheveled, but I brought out a coat and put it on Luo Jing's shoulders.Shen Mobai peeked at him, thinking that this must be that Biquan, as expected, his features were pretty, the blush on his face hadn't faded, and red marks could still be seen on the half-open neckline.Just as he was thinking wildly, his neck tightened and he couldn't breathe, Luo Jing already had a murderous expression on his face: "What is the accountant doing in the North Courtyard? You don't want those eyes, do you?"

Shen Mobai flinched slightly, and struggled to say: "I am—" After saying a few words, he felt that he couldn't speak, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I heard that the young master wants mother's tablet to enter the ancestral hall?"

Luo Jing frowned, and his hands tightened again: "It's your turn to talk!"

Shen Mobai's feet were almost off the ground, and he desperately tried to break his hand, how could he break it?Luo Jing looked coldly at his face flushed, and then let go of him suddenly: "Get lost! If you want to inquire about things that have nothing to do with you, be careful of your life!"

Shen Mobai touched his sore neck, feeling lingering fear, but looking at the tear-stained woman by the corner, he finally mustered up his courage and said, "Young Master, Lingtang doesn't want to enter the Luo Family Ancestral Hall."

Luo Jing was about to go back to the room, but when he heard the words, he turned around suddenly, his eyes were full of anger: "Nonsense, who sent you here!"

Shen Mobai flinched from his shock, and said softly: "This is Lingtang's meaning."

Luo Jing laughed back angrily: "Okay, you are a magic stick! Biquan, take him down, send him to the yamen tomorrow morning, and punish him for his gossip!"

Biquan promised, and he would pick him up as soon as he came up.Shen Mobai struggled and said: "I'm not a magic stick. Lingtang is in the courtyard, but you can't see it, Young Master."

He spoke so earnestly that Luo Jing and Bi Quan couldn't help turning their eyes to the courtyard.The night was dark, so naturally I couldn't see anything clearly, but I felt a slight cold wind seemed to linger around me, and I could only hear Shen Mobai whispering in my ear: "Lingtang is here, right beside you, but she can't touch you, You can't see her either."

Luo Jing felt chills on the back of his neck from what he said, and was about to get angry, but hearing his soft voice with a hint of sadness, somehow he couldn't get angry.But it was only for a moment, and then he sneered and said: "You are getting better! Biquan, slap your mouth!"

Biquan agreed and was about to step forward.Shen Mobai already knew that this Eldest Young Master is a powerful person, he took a step back when he heard this, and said softly: "I'm telling the truth, if Eldest Young Master doesn't believe it, you can ask a ghost."

Luo Jing raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Shen Mobai looked at his side and said, "Please, let Lingtang tell you in person."

Four or five candles were lit in the room, and Biquan ran in and out several times before he got enough sand to spread on the table.Shen Mobai broke off a branch from the locust tree in the courtyard, trimmed off the side branches, and carefully carved the end with a knife.Luo Jing originally had the intention of watching a play, seeing him so meticulous, he couldn't help but leaned over to take a look, but couldn't see anything, and asked: "What is this?"

After Shen Mobai finished carving, he sharpened the lower end a little, and said: "The shaman pen." He smoothed the sand surface with his hand, inserted the shaman pen in the middle, turned his head and said to Luo Jing, "You two, please step back. Yin souls are most afraid of yang energy. bright."

Luo Jing sneered in his heart, took the Biquan fruit and took two steps back, thinking: Let's see how you play tricks.I saw Shen Mobai standing in front of the table and muttering something softly, reaching out to hold the pen.There was a moment of silence in the room, Biquan watched with wide eyes, but there was no movement for a while.His eyes were a little sour, and he couldn't help blinking.In the blink of an eye, I suddenly felt that the candle flame on the table turned slightly green, and there was a faint cool breeze from the back of my neck, as if something invisible flew past my eyes.The room was originally very warm with a brazier on, but at this moment it suddenly felt cold, and shivered cleverly.He wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked.He looked at Luo Jing in a blink of an eye, and saw that Luo Jing's eyes were fixed on the table, and when he looked again, the pen had already moved.He had seen this incident of supporting the spirit before, and said that it was ghosts and gods descending, but in fact it was all written by the spirit supporter.But at this time, Shen Mobai's hand was only covering the shaman's brush, with five fingers spread out, and his palm was lightly resting on the shaman's brush. It was really unreasonable to say that he was drawing, but the shaman's brush was actually moving.Biquan squinted his eyes and saw a few words slowly scratched on the sand: "Jing—my son, I haven't seen him for 15 years, but he has grown up. I am very happy."

Luo Jing was startled and suspicious.These words are nothing, but the handwriting is really similar to his dead mother.However, he was only 13 years old when his mother died, and his mother's handwriting was not very large. After all, there are some differences between writing on the sand and writing on paper, so it is not certain.

Shen Mobai saw that the sand surface was full after writing the ten or so characters, so he stretched out his hand to smooth them out one by one.Then the pen began to move slowly again: "Is the jade bracelet left behind from that year still there? The child is old, and he will marry a wife and have children. I look forward to it."

Luo Jing was shocked.When his mother was dying that year, he untied a jade bracelet from her wrist and gave it to him, saying that it was passed down by his grandmother and passed on to his wife in the future.This jade bracelet is not very valuable, if it is not for someone who knows, it will definitely not be mentioned alone.By this time, he had already half believed in the theory of asking the spirit to help the spirit.

Shen Mobai leveled the surface of the sand, and wrote with a pen: "It is not my wish to enter the temple. I have a false name behind me, and the clouds and smoke pass by. The old scene of Qiantang is suitable for burying the bones. My son remembers that the day when the son is prosperous, the mother is still alive. .”

The pen moves slowly, revealing the handwriting one by one.Luo Jing felt a gust of cool wind always lingering around him, as if a hand was stroking his hair, he couldn't help but take a step forward, just as the word "mother" was about to come out, Shen Mobai's wrist trembled, and the pen suddenly came out of it When it was broken, the surface of the sand suddenly became chaotic.Biquan let out a cry and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Shen Mobai's palm was scratched by the pen, and he said with a wry smile: "The young master's yang energy is too strong, and the ghost can't bear it, so he has already left."

Luo Jing grabbed his wrist and said sharply, "Going? Where are you going?"

Shen Mobai's wrist was painfully twisted by him, he frowned and said: "Of course I returned to the place where the bones are buried."

Luo Jing looked back at the incense table, mother's tablet was still there, and said sharply: "The tablet is still here, why isn't she here?"

Shen Mobai pulled his hand out of his hand, rubbed his wrist and said: "The soul is attached to the tomb but not the owner, so there is a saying that it is safe to be buried in the earth. The ancestral hall has a seat, but it is enjoyed during the sacrifice. And the person who enters the ancestral tablet, if If the virtue is not enough, even if it is sacrificed, it cannot be enjoyed. It is all a false name. On the contrary, it is a place where bones are buried. If the atmosphere is thick and warm, and the scenery is pleasant, the soul will be safe."

Luo Jing stared at the tablet in a daze: "So, she hasn't been by my side for more than ten years?" He had brought his mother's tablet with him since he left home. He thought that carrying this tablet was like being with his mother, but Shen Mobai said, " The soul attaches to the tomb but not to the owner", completely negating his idea.

Shen Mobai shook his head lightly.Luo Jing stood in a daze for a while, then suddenly turned to stare at him: "Who are you? How can a accountant live in a courtyard every night? How can he know so many things?"

Shen Mobai hesitated for a moment, and said: "I was born able to see ghosts, but I don't know the reason. I live in a side courtyard just to drive away ghosts for the young master."

Luo Jing raised his eyebrows: "Exorcism? What ghost?"

Shen Mobai hesitated and said: "That's right, some night ghosts..."

"Nonsense!" Luo Jing had recovered his calm and cold look at this time, "This is the Luo family's ancestral inheritance. Nothing has happened for many years. How could there be ghosts all of a sudden?" He took a step forward, almost touching In front of Shen Mobai, "Is this ghost brought by you?"

Shen Mobai frowned slightly: "How can the young master speak like this?"

Luo Jing sneered: "Because you didn't tell the truth! You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I'll send you to the government and burn you alive for the crime of deceiving people!"

Shen Mobai couldn't help but took a step back, put his hands together and gently recited a Buddha's name, and then his expression calmed down: "The young master's hostility is too strong, which will damage the yin blessing, and we should refrain from anger and anger, which is the way of self-cultivation and well-being. .”

Luo Jing waved his hand: "Don't talk so much nonsense! Anyway, I am born to be bloodthirsty and restrain my family. I don't need to quit, and I can't quit! But you, if you don't tell the truth, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!" His outline was tough Murderous aura radiated from his face, and his tall figure was pressed down like a mountain. Shen Mobai felt a little breathless. He lowered his head and lightly recited a few Buddha's mantras before he calmed down: "What I said is true talk."

Luo Jing's eyes sharpened: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

He didn't move extra, just glanced down, Shen Mobai already felt a chill in his neck, as if a knife was pressed against it.Frowning tightly, he finally couldn't withstand Luo Jing's pressure, and said in a low voice: "There really is a ghost. It's just that it's just the ghost of the Luo family's ancestors, not a foreign ghost."

Luo Jing was stunned, but his eyes became colder: "The ancestors of the Luo family came to disturb their children and grandchildren, and cut off their own incense? You tell me such a lie, do you think I am a fool?"

Shen Mobai bit his lip in annoyance.He had never lied in his life, Luo Jing's accusation made him a little displeased, and the coercion also made him uncomfortable, so he finally said: "Young master, he is not a member of the Luo family."