Renew

This panic came out of nowhere, just like being caught doing something wrong.

Rong Li originally wanted to clarify Dan Xuan's relationship with Mr. Dong Heng, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to defend the mysterious and unpredictable Mr. Dong Heng.

Is it really so heartless and ruthless to practice the ruthless method?

Hua Su backed away, leaning against the railing, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm talking about Mr. Dong Heng, why do you look aggrieved."

Rong Li opened his eyes and pretended to be calm.

Hua Su turned his head and looked at Zhou Qinglin, "If you are borrowed for good luck, you will be killed. You are safe at this moment, but you can't tell the next moment. A court official like him has a lot of money." Qi, his good fortune, is exactly what those evil spirits will covet."

Rong Li understood that the black mist on Zhou Qinglin's seal hall did not come by coincidence.

Several maidservants came one after another and served some food. Although the portions were small, they looked exquisite and ordinary people couldn't afford them.

Zhou Qinglin would sigh from time to time, his expression was really not good-looking, he said after a long while: "I thought she would have a good life in Qi'an, when I go to Qi'an, if I can have a few more words with her... But it’s not appropriate to gossip privately if we each start a family.”

Rong Xin was restless, thinking back to Hua Su's words, Wuqing said that if he really doesn't have any affection, then Danxuan will bear the disaster for her, is he willing to do so, or is he coerced.

She obviously only heard about Mr. Dong Heng from other people's words, but... she didn't want to think too badly of her.

There are many strange things in it, that Mr. Dong Heng cultivated the ruthless way, so he shouldn't be bewitched by others to frame Hua Su.So why did a Sanxian with profound Taoism leave Dongming Lake and hide around in the mortal world without people or ghosts?

Who harmed whom?

Seeing her distracted, Lin Que quickly asked, "What's the matter, but you have a headache again?"

Zhou Qinglin also looked over, and said in a deep voice: "I should have thought a long time ago that this theater troupe should be invited to the mansion, so that the madam and the girl don't have to go this far. The cold wind blows for nothing. If it makes you sick , Zhou is really sorry."

Rong Li concentrated his attention, shook his head and said: "My lord is serious, I was just thinking about something, and my mind was distracted."

Lin Que's brows frowned even deeper, "The Rong family... things have come to this, don't think too much, just stay in the imperial city well."

She had a worried look on her face, she obviously thought that Rong Li was unhappy because he remembered the matter of the Rong family.

Zhou Qinglin nodded, "If you have any difficulties, just send me a letter."

Lin Que was stunned, whispering, "Over the years, the Shan family has received a lot of gifts, most of them from the Zhou residence. Although the Shan family also returned gifts, they have never sat down and chatted with Mr. Zhou as they are today. "

Zhou Qinglin said: "It's because the younger generation didn't think carefully."

Hua Su stared at Zhou Qinglin for a while, then suddenly said, "Why does it smell like incense?"

Confused, Rong Li moved his nostrils slightly, but he couldn't smell anything.

Hua Su leaned on the red railing with one arm, kowtowed with her slender hand, and after a long while reluctantly approached, she stretched out her hand and twirled Zhou Qinglin's sleeve.

Rong Li looked at her fingertips, but didn't see clearly what she was twisting in her hand.

Hua Su raised his hand and blew lightly on his fingertips, "Incense ash."

She raised her hands high and squinted her eyes slightly, "If it's just worshiping gods or worshiping the ancestors on weekdays, it shouldn't be infected with such a strong smell. If it takes longer, he might even marinate the flesh."

Rong Li secretly sniffed again, but still couldn't smell it, the incense was burning here, maybe the incense covered up the smell.

Hua Su snorted softly, "You have to get closer to smell it."

Rong Li squeezed his fingers, and glanced at Zhou Qinglin quietly, for some reason, he felt that the black mist on his seal seemed to be thicker.

Hua Su's face turned cold, and he also noticed the strangeness, "It shouldn't be like this, but you can still take away your luck right under my nose?"

She leaned down slowly, and looked at Zhou Qinglin's seal in such a grandiose manner that she almost didn't knead it with her hands.

At this time, if Zhou Qinglin suddenly saw this cold-faced ghost with cinnabar on his forehead, he would be scared out of his wits.

Hua Su looked at it for a while before straightening up, "I have to go to the Zhoufu to have a look, this thing dared to spread wild in the imperial city, and even spread it on the big red man next to the emperor, it seems that the background is not small, if it is the ghost king seal Come, this imperial city... we may not be able to stay longer."

Rong Li turned her eyes, and pinched her legs with two fingers through her clothes. She was very thin, but where did she get a few taels of flesh on her legs? This pulling made her whole body ache, and her complexion suddenly turned pale again. A few points.

She swayed, as if she couldn't sit still, her lips were slightly parted to pant, she raised her thin arms, and pinched Lin Que's cuffs with her hands.

Lin Que was frightened, and hastily pulled her sideways body back, "Li'er, Li'er?"

Rongli was gasping for breath, unable to speak a word, his slender eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes were dripping wet.

Lin Que hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Qinglin stood up straight, raised his voice and shouted: "Find a doctor, come quickly!"

Although he knew some strategies for governing the country, he was not a doctor. Seeing that Rongli leaned weakly on Lin Que, he wanted to but was powerless.

Rong Li clenched Lin Que's cuffs tightly, the hair on his cheeks was in a mess, and the red scarf was imprinted on his face, leaving a red mark.The corners of her eyes were moist, and she suddenly bowed her waist, as if she wanted to cough, but she didn't have much strength.

Lin Que caressed her back, feeling extremely anxious, not knowing what to do, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Hua Su was used to seeing this girl put on a show, but she suddenly saw her wrinkle her face, and almost poured out the ghostly air, but just as she raised her hand, she saw Rong Li squinting at her, her eyes were moist and moist, His complexion was paler than onyx, but his eyes were...smart and cunning.

I forgot, this girl is obviously a mortal, but she is more cunning than the fox demon.

Hua Su pressed her hand tightly to her side, hiding the urgency in her eyes, pretending to ignore it.

Rong Li narrowed his gaze, and after a while he said, "Unfortunate." The voice was thin and weak, so pitiful.

Hua Su moved her five fingers on the black robe slightly, and almost believed the girl's words again.

Although this girl is not in good health, she is still alive and well, and occasionally she can jump up and down. Such a person who is still alive, has not yet become a ghost, but she is already talking nonsense.

This person can sometimes deceive ghosts.

"Where is the pain?" Lin Que was worried.

Rong Li let go of her cuff, turned to press on her heart, and said softly: "The chest is tight, and the head suddenly hurts."

Zhou Qinglin raised his voice again, "Doctor, why don't you come!"

The footsteps sounded hurriedly, and a doctor carrying a medicine box ran up, cupped his hands and said, "Master Zhou."

Zhou Qinglin hurriedly said, "Go and show this girl!"

The doctor stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Miss, I offended you."

Rong Li stretched out his slender wrist, coughed lightly, and saw the doctor put his hand over.

The longer the doctor kept his pulse, the more complicated his expression became, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his whole face was almost wrinkled.

Rong Li leaned against Lin Que, as if all the energy in his body had been exhausted, his waist and back were as soft as the silk hanging everywhere, and he couldn't support it.

The doctor withdrew his hand, shook his head and said: "I have never seen such a weak pulse, my lord, let the old man say something harsh, this girl's pulse is like a person who is dying, her vitality is exhausted, and she is like floating."

Rongli has heard such words no less than a hundred times since she was a child, and every doctor who has examined her pulse has a look of pain on her face, and they can't even prescribe a prescription, so they only let the people in the mansion prepare for her funeral earlier .So the coffin was carried with me since I was a child, and after a period of time, I would replace it with another one. The girl from another family tailored her clothes, and she measured her body in order to make a new coffin that fit well.

She was supposed to die early tomorrow, but she was still alive sickly. Other people's family reported good news every year, but she was like a day every year. There were no good news. Only the doctor told her that she was going to die.

When he was about to die, the coffin could be used, but it was a pity that he couldn't die after so many years.

Rong Li's expression turned cold, and he uttered a sound without crying or hurting, so calm that it made Lin Que feel distressed.

Lin Que stroked her hair, and put her head on his shoulder, "Just listen to what you said, how many people can recover from serious illnesses, and we, Li'er, have a good life, and we can definitely do the same."

Zhou Qinglin frowned tightly, "That's right, everything has to be positive."

Rong Li said softly: "It's okay, since I was born, no one thinks that I can live long, it's always better to prepare earlier."

Lin Que pressed her cheek, "Don't talk nonsense, it will definitely get better in the future."

Zhou Qinglin could only look at the doctor, "Is there any way to recuperate?"

The doctor shook his head: "Forgive the old man for his inability to return to heaven."

He took the medicine box and left without even writing a perfunctory prescription, and writing it would be of no avail.

Downstairs, the theater troupe had already set up on the stage, and the gongs were tense, and it became lively all at once.

Zhou Qinglin beckoned the maidservant from far away to come over, the maid bowed her head and approached, and heard Zhou Qinglin say: "Go down and give some rewards, I won't listen to this show today."

The maid nodded and turned to go downstairs.

Zhou Qinglin sighed, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come, and let the girl suffer for nothing."

Rong Li said softly: "It was I who defeated Master Zhou's interest."

Zhou Qinglin was very sorry, "It's a pity that this troupe will only sing for three days, and they will go to other places after three days. If Madam and Miss still want to listen, why don't I invite this troupe to Shan's house some other day."

Lin Que was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "What a shame, if Li'er is in better health some other day, if your lord is still interested, you might as well come to the theater again."

Zhou Qinglin thought for a while, "Well, how about I invite this theater troupe to the mansion, the Zhou mansion is closer than the Junyi Building, but I have to trouble my wife and the girl to go there again."

"It can't be trouble, I'm afraid I'm bothering your lord." Lin Que said.

"Why bother!" Zhou Qinglin smiled a little, the corners of his mouth raised for a moment, and straightened again, "It's just that the girl's body needs to be taken care of, I'm afraid the doctor just now can't do it, there are many famous doctors in the imperial city , will surely find someone who can prescribe it.”

"My lord's auspicious words." Rong Li raised his eyes, "Since this troupe will only sing for three days, if you don't mind bothering me, you might as well listen to it tomorrow. I'm afraid they have something to do on the last day, today... Really defeated the interest of adults."

So the matter was settled like this, Rongli's complexion had returned to normal when he left the Junyi building, but his feet were a little limp when walking, which was obviously caused by twisting his own legs.

Hua Su turned her head to look at her and snorted coldly.

Rong Li felt inexplicable, it wasn't this ghost's leg that was twisted, so why did he look unhappy.

After returning to the mansion and entering the house, Hua Su said: "I'm afraid there is something offered in the Zhou mansion."

Rong Li sat down and pulled up her skirt a little higher, but what she just pinched in the Junyi building was her thigh, so she had to lift her thigh to see if it was bruised, how could she do that in front of this ghost? .

She rubbed it uncomfortably, and whispered, "What does this have to do with Mr. Zhou being borrowed from luck?"

Hua Su said in a low voice: "Fortune is borrowed for many reasons, among them is the enshrining of evil spirits who are backlashed by them. If ordinary evil spirits and ghosts want to take advantage of the luck of mortals, they have to attach themselves to them. This is the last resort of mortals. Do it voluntarily, mortals only need to light incense and kowtow three times, even if they are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, their luck can be borrowed."

Rong Li stammered: "Then, what kind of ghost is that in the Zhou Mansion?"

Seeing her tense shoulders, Hua Su couldn't help but said, "Go and have a look and you'll know, but it won't matter if you take a look."

The next day, Zhou Qinglin really invited the troupe to his residence, and even sent someone to Shan's house to ask about Rongli.

Lin Que came over in person and saw that Rongli's complexion improved a lot, so he accepted Zhou Qinglin's invitation.

The theater troupe is already waiting in the Zhou mansion, and the Zhou mansion is not as big as Qi Anrong's house, but in the imperial city, it can be regarded as a big family, so the famous people around the emperor shouldn't live in such a shabby place .

Rong Li got out of the sedan chair, squeezed the collar of the fox fur coat, and carefully inspected the lintel before entering the door, but he couldn't see any ghosts.

Before going out, Hua Su reluctantly walked into Chuizhu's body. The kitten hadn't been taken away for a few days. Seeing the ghost walking towards it, she didn't realize the danger for a while, and it still purred weakly. He let out a sound, but as soon as he finished the sound, his body was taken over.

Rong Li hugged the cat with a complicated expression, very solemnly, just like hugging his ancestors.

Hua Su whispered in her ear, "Have you heard that?"

Rong Li sniffed, and smelled the smell of incense, it seemed that paper money was burned, the smell was not too different from a temple with a lot of incense.

The cat lying in her arms moved its ears slightly, as if listening to something.

Lin Que got off the sedan chair and took Rongli's arm, fearing that the girl would fall while walking, she wished she could hold her in her palm.

Rong Li was led into the Zhou Mansion, just as he stepped through the threshold, the strong smell that was almost choking came over his face.She almost held her breath and looked around restrainedly.

The cat in his arms was unwilling to be hugged, and jumped to the ground as soon as he kicked his legs, just like a dog, and would follow people closely.

The maid who led the way looked at it in surprise, "Girl, you are such a good cat, you can even follow people!"

Rong Li smiled, "It's because it's smart, it's not because I raised it well."

The black cat's tail stood straight up. It was much bigger than when it was brought back to Rong's house, and its steps were more vigorous.

Lin Que smelled the tangy incense, and asked in surprise: "Did a mage be invited to do it in the mansion?"

The servant girl was talkative, and immediately said: "Where is the sorcerer, I invited it before, but the sorcerer seemed to be cheating, and the method didn't work at all, so he was invited out by the lord. Two days ago, the lord got a stone statue." It is said that it can protect the family house, and it was given by an adult surnamed Zhang in the court. When it was enshrined in the mansion of Mr. Zhang a few days ago, it really prevented some disasters for Mr. Zhang."

Lin Que was stunned when he heard that, "Is that stone statue really so effective?"

The maid nodded: "It's a pity that I can't see what is carved on the stone statue. It looks a bit fierce. The incense in front of the stone statue has not been broken for the past few days, and the yellow paper has been burning. The food is delicious and served. I hope that the stone statue will bless you." Our lords are flying to the top."

Naturally, Rong Li didn't believe in such things as prosperity, but it fulfilled what Hua Su said earlier, and the mansion enshrined things.She looked down at the cat following her feet, wondering what the ghost was thinking.

The cat walks like a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, and whispers in Rongli's ear with that indifferent voice: "There are no gods and Buddhas in this house that can protect the safety of the house, and it's almost as good as taking away luck."

Rong Li felt that something was wrong, if the stone statue really saved that lord surnamed Zhang from disasters, it shouldn't be the evil spirit that took people's luck away.

Hua Su snorted, "I'll take a look later."

Rong Li took Lin Que's arm, feeling distressed in his heart, if this cat ran around, he still hoped that Master Zhou would not be angry.

The maid who led the way said again: "However... there was a thin crack on the stone statue yesterday, and I don't know why. What a disaster, that's why the crack was broken, and the disaster has been avoided, even though the stone statue is cracked, it can be considered a good thing."

"It's broad daylight, why are you still dreaming? It's a good thing." Hua Su said abruptly.

Rong Li's expression did not change, "Then... can others worship the stone statue?"

The maid turned her head and smiled and said: "Of course it can, this stone statue was given by others, how could it not allow others to worship it? In the past two days, the servants of the mansion have also burnt incense and paper for it. The girl only needs to tell the adults , Your Excellency will definitely be willing to take the girl to have a look."

Rong Li nodded slightly, thinking that the cat should not have to run around by itself.

When he arrived in the courtyard, he saw that the theater stage had already been set up. Zhou Qinglin was standing by the table with his hands behind his back. Beside him stood a plump and slim beautiful woman. Her face was full of pink and beautification. She should be Zhou Qinglin's wife.

Zhou Qinglin heard the voice, turned around and said, "Madam, please."

Lin Que nodded slightly at him, sat down a bit cautiously, looked at Mr. Zhou and his wife who were standing there for a while, and said with a smile: "It's the first time to see Mrs. Zhou, and she is a perfect match for your lord. "There is no bitterness in the words, and they are very sincere.

Rong Li leaned forward to salute, and stood next to Lin Que. This week, the master of the Zhou family didn't sit down, how could she just sit down like this.

It seems that Zhou Qinglin and Rong Changting are different after all. After Dan Xuan's death, Rong Changting wished to find ten or eight people like her, and he was so mad that he reincarnated his own daughters as dead wives.

It can't be said that Zhou Qinglin doesn't have deep affection, if he didn't care, why would he give gifts to Shan's house every year, presumably because he doesn't want to treat others as Dan Xuan, and he really treats this lady well.

Zhou Qinglin sat down with his front swing up, clapped his hands to make the troupe start singing, and turned around to help his wife sit down, very thoughtful.

The opera tone suddenly rises, and it is as soft as water, telling the story of this opera slowly.

I don't know where the stone statue is placed, but even in such a spacious garden, I can smell the incense.

Looking again, Zhou Qinglin's seal was still pitch black, like ink stains.

Rong Li coughed lightly, picked up the gaiwan and took a sip of water, suddenly his knees were heavy, and the cat that was crouching at her feet jumped up and landed on her lap.

Such a small cat, but its weight is not light, and its eyes are green, which is really weird.

Hua Su said with disgust: "The ground is full of incense blown by the wind, dirty, let me stand."

Rong Li only felt his knees go numb, why didn't this ghost think it was dirty when he walked down the ground before, but now he does?

She moved her legs, feeling that Hua Su's weight towards her... probably was insignificant.

Hua Su said calmly: "Looking at Zhou Qinglin's life fire, there shouldn't be any major disasters. If a fall can break the stone statue, then this stone statue is a bit of a joke. It's better to enshrine it to me."

Rong Li pursed his lips and remained silent, staring fixedly at the pheasant tail on the hat of the actor on the stage.

"There must be something hidden in that stone statue." Hua Su said again, "It's quite well hidden, not even a trace of ghost energy leaked out."

Rong Li coughed a few times, and when the play was over, he seemed to be unable to hold back, coughed louder, and breathlessly said: "When I was in Qi'an, because I was not in good health, the family never invited me People sing opera and music, father always thinks it is too noisy and disturbs my rest, this is the first time for me to listen to opera, it is really interesting."

These words were spoken intermittently, as if he was about to catch his breath.

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly poured water for her, "Drink some water and speak slowly."

Rong Li smiled, "It's okay, I was choked on, how could there be such a strong smell of incense in your lord's house?"

Zhou Qinglin raised his forehead and said guiltily: "Zhou has been sloppy again. He got a stone statue in the past few days. He didn't dare to break the incense. He even forgot that the house is smelling everywhere."

Rong Li shook his head, "I'll be fine in a while."

Hua Su snorted coldly, "Forcing myself to cough so hard, I'm not afraid of coughing up my throat."

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I forgot the timing, sorry