Should the soul

At noon, the sun was scorching hot, and Kong Jie squatted on the outer wall of the southeast corner of Duke Cheng's mansion, looking down at his little black shadow.

At first, he wanted to get closer. From the mansion, he first turned to the east corner gate of the back porch, passed three small buildings, and a small lane, and then went inside to the place Kong Jie wanted to see, but he was far away from it. They were stopped at [-] paces. Kong Jie saw that their clothes were more decent than Cheng Guogong's soldiers. Although he didn't know why, he also knew that it would be a bad thing to make publicity, so he just laughed and said that he was absent-minded If he was in the wrong place, he immediately avoided it. If the trip failed, he could only take a long detour and walk to the outer palace wall.

The scorching sun is the most upright and evil, but as soon as he approached here, Kong Jie suddenly felt a burst of stagnation and coldness in his chest.

Ghosts are more sensitive than mortals. They are good at absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and they are also prone to curse and evil. Like ordinary dirty things, mortals may not be affected if they touch them for a while, but they will do great harm to ghosts, so whenever Kong Jie feels something is wrong, he should hurry up Get out of the way, if it wasn't really about him this time, he would definitely not have come to do this miracle.

There was no one on the sidewalk, Kong Jie thought for a while, planning to enter only once, and once he saw clearly, he threw himself down on his side, put his cheek and ears on the ground, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The perception of the ghost spread out one by one. Kong Jie stuck to the root of the wall and entered through the wall, followed the dirt flower path, followed by the corridor. He felt a house with an extraordinary style. Then he took a breath, climbed up the white stone steps, and leaned into the door and window.

The inside of the hall was very dark, and the first thing that hit his face was a cold and dirty air. Before he could penetrate far, he immediately felt the magic weapon of suppression, which was black, huge, something like bronze, with patterned patterns Simple, heavy and thick, seeing it is like seeing a giant hammer pressing towards him. Kong Jie felt uncomfortable and couldn't get close to it, so he could only circle around it. After half a circle, he saw it with a hazy perspective. On a step, because of a bean of light, the things on it are clearly visible: everlasting lights, garlands, paper figurines, candles...

Kong Jie hurriedly opened his eyes, and under the blazing sun, he breathed out a mouthful of cold white air quickly.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up quickly as if he couldn't stand the cold, and ran away staggeringly, running a long way, with his heart still beating wildly, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead... …

He felt that there was a grave.

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The lively voice came out little by little, and Zhou Weng pushed open the door with a smile, "I heard you from a long way away. What's the matter, so happy."

"Today is Kong Jie's birthday!"

Someone took the initiative to respond: "Everyone, let's join in the fun together."

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it’s her birthday or not, it’s just that the diners in the mansion have heard that Kong Jie has recently been appreciated by Xianyuelou. Then they came over, the room was not too big, there were less than 30 diners, Kong Jie prepared Fuchunlou dishes for [-] people, at this time a group of people were sitting on the floor, Wang Pu stayed in the corner a little timidly, smiling a little reluctantly.

Seeing Zhou Weng get up quickly, Kong Jie said, "The big guy hasn't moved his chopsticks yet, and he was about to invite Ah Weng, but he was a step too late."

Zhou Weng took the wine glass with a smile on his face, and looked up and down at Kong Jie: "It's okay, I see that you have become more lively these days."

Kong Jie immediately said obediently: "Kong Jie has been doing nothing before and did not seek to make progress, please worry about it."

Living in the eastern capital is not easy, Zhou Weng understands.Anyone in this mansion who wants to survive and protect himself must keep his honor, favor and wealth in his heart at all times. Kong Jie, a kid who has been unknown for so many years, has suffered countless times of neglect and exclusion in secret.

Zhou Weng said with a smile: "It's a good thing to be willing to walk around. It's rare to see the mansion so lively. We are in harmony, and the father-in-law should worry less when he is outside."

You boldly asked Zhou Weng whether he was in the mansion today or if he was free. Zhou Weng smiled and replied that the man was not in the mansion today. Everyone couldn't help but sighed and was disappointed for a while.

After gossiping for a while, Kong Jie personally sent Zhou Weng out, and when he was at the door, he took the initiative to mention: "There is a small matter that I want to tell Zhou Weng, so as not to cause misunderstandings if I mention it later."

"You said."

"I didn't intend to go to the southeast corner of the house today..."

Zhou Weng paused for a moment, then opened his dazed old eyes: "That's a forbidden area? How did you get there?"

Kong Jie immediately said: "It was just a momentary negligence. I was shocked when I saw so many guards at once. Zhou Weng, what is locked in there? It looks scary."

Zhou Weng patted the back of his hand with a smile: "There, you still don't know, go back quickly, there are so many people waiting for you."

The tea-white wooden door opened and closed, and Kong Jie came back.A colleague in the room looked at him, did not speak, but asked in his heart: "What did you say to Zhou Weng, and you talked for so long?"

Kong Jie sat down with his hem up, and took the initiative to mention, "I just chatted with Zhou Weng about the forbidden area in the house."

Colleagues were surprised: "How did we talk about this?

Kong Jie: "It was because I didn't pay attention before, and I accidentally bumped into it today, and I sued Zhou Weng." He lifted the jug and poured wine for everyone: "Brothers, do you know what's going on there?"

Someone interjected: "You don't know, Su Jin has been here for the longest time to know that. It was planned by Tai Chang Ling who came to the mansion many years ago in person, and it is to suppress the souls of the dead."

Kong Jie opened his eyes wide: "Revenant?"

"Don't you know?" Su Jin's secretive expression was astonishing: "There is the tomb of King Anping."

Kong Jie paused.

This group of retainers and staff are usually busy finding their own way out, and rarely have the opportunity to gather together to secretly discuss the Duke of the State. The time and place are favorable, and everyone is very interested.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, you said King Anping is here, what is in the imperial tomb?"

"I have heard this. It is said that the tomb of King Anping in the Imperial Mausoleum is just a tomb of clothes, and there is no corpse at all. It is said that the father-in-law did not allow King Anping's body to enter the Imperial Mausoleum, and specially built a grave at home to bury his sweetheart."

"Also, I wonder if you have noticed that the father-in-law's bedroom, the one next to the outer study room, has never been used - the south courtyard is only limited to the outer study room, and only Zhou Weng can enter the east. I have heard a saying that It was the father-in-law who had already disposed of the body of the prince and put it on his couch..."

"stop!"

Kong Jie suddenly covered his mouth, his scalp exploded, "Don't say it, don't say it..."

"Ah, Kong Jie is timid!"

Someone joked, "He doesn't want to hear this, Su Jin, stop talking."

Kong Jie blushed and stood up thickly, thinking that he was not timid, but rather disgusted. He stepped firmly: "I'm going to take a breath!"

As the door closed with a bang, the people in the room began chatting unscrupulously again. After all, it is not easy to have a topic that is both sexy and scary. They suppressed their voices and were full of interest:

"Isn't this too unlucky?"

"That's right, who would put a dead body next to his bedroom to sleep with it?"

"Hey, Grandpa is afraid of something unlucky!"

"After killing so many people on the battlefield, how can he still be afraid of ghosts and gods? It would be good if ghosts and gods are not afraid of him."

……

Kong Jie is a ghost, and he already heard a lot. At this moment, they were talking all over the place, and put everything into their ears, making Kong Jie's melon seeds humming, and they were like a bunch of people in their hearts. What are you so excited about, you beasts!

His face was pale, his body was flooded with nausea from the inside out, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Cheng Guogong's face flashed across:

High nose bridge, indifferent eyebrows and eyes, condescending indifferently, with a look of disapproval...

There was another roar of laughter in the room.

Kong Jie quickly walked a little further away, sorting out his thoughts messily. Most of what these people said was rumored and conjectured, and they were not completely credible. He believed that his own eyes had seen Zhou Yin. If Zhou Yin really lived with the corpse, he would be It can be seen that there is a corpse's aura. The conjecture in this regard is purely absurd, but... these people's guesses about the identity of the tomb owner are quite reliable.

Kong Jie's memories are already messed up. He doesn't remember which year he died, but he only remembers that he has been wandering outside the gate of the void, wanting to reincarnate but unable to reincarnate. Passing through the Yellow River, stealing and snatching, and returning to the land as documents... Judging from the time, the time when he started wandering and the time when King Anping died seemed to coincide. If he had something to do with the tomb in the southeast corner, his In the previous life, I was afraid that she was really Zhou Yin's lover...

Before Kong Jie had time to think deeply, he shook off the goosebumps all over his body: "Stop!"

He warned himself: "Don't think so much, first confirm the 'yes' or 'no'!"

The night was very dark, Kong Jie walked to the rockery in a daze, and sat down on the flower bed in a self-defeating manner. Finally, the room was no longer entangled with the dead man in the southeast corner of the mansion and the bed of the Duke, and the sound of drinking and eating meat came out. , knocking out a soft echo in the moonlit night.

Kong Jie was submerged in the boundless cold daze, thinking bit by bit: He can't enter the forbidden area, but if there really is his own soul there, he can feel it through the funeral objects. Since there are guards, then he should think of a way Ask someone to take something out of it, and with just one use, he can confirm whether it is his previous life or not.

Wang Pu opened the door cautiously, looked with his head, and saw Kong Jie who was restless at this time——

With his eyes half open, he sat quietly beside the flower bed, as if he was in a daze, or sleepy, with a blank, confused, and puzzled expression on his face. When someone came to him, he suddenly raised his head, "... What's wrong?"

This reaction was a bit slow, and the round eyeballs seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

Taking advantage of the danger, Wang Pu suppressed his voice: "I have already found the person you are looking for. When will you meet?"

Kong Jie said "Oh" slowly, "This one", he paused, and asked Wang Pu to give him the names and addresses of those people, and he would go to see them when he was free. Wang Pu went back to his room and wrote When the note came out again, he hesitated when handing it over to Kong Jie: "What does the princess want to do with a private doctor?"

Once this item is handed over, this matter will be settled with him, and he will not be able to participate in the next one.

Kong Jie blinked his eyes rather slowly, and then slowly raised his right hand to make a gesture around his neck: "Your rules, don't you understand?" He stretched out his hand and took it.

Wang Pu was embarrassed, stopped asking, and turned his head to leave. Kong Jie looked at his back in despair and shouted as if giving up: "Come back!"

Wang Pu came back immediately, leaned over his head, Kong Jie pressed his neck and whispered: "This is not Wu Xinhou is coming back, the princess has been married for so many years and her stomach has not moved. She thinks the imperial physician in the palace is useless, and wants to inquire about it." Some folk remedies," he clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched Wang Pu's chest vigorously: "Understood? Don't say this, it's not good, how many heads do you and I have?"

As he spoke, he lazily turned his head away again, "Help them for me, I'll stay later."

The things in front of me are hot and alive, just like people.

Wang Pu clutched his painful chest and looked at Kong Jie. He knew that the people inside were different. He was a little scared, a little concerned, and a little afraid: "Then you... are you okay?"

Kong Jie shook his head dumbly: "It's nothing, it's just disgusting."

Wang Pu didn't understand: Do ghosts also feel sick?

But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he stepped forward with a heavy heart, walked to the door and looked back uneasy, and saw Kong Jie sitting on the rockery with his hands "slapped" on his face, a scary look in the night. Jumped, and then the two fish Lu Xituo Mjia weakly stroked his hands from his forehead to his chin, and cursed in a low voice: "...fuck."

Wang Pu was startled, not knowing what a ghost could worry about, so he put oil on his feet and hurried away.