Be a national teacher in Liaozhai Fanwen

The wind rolled the leaves howling, and the whole paper-like world finally moved again.

The old locust tree behind them rustled its branches and leaves, as if it was complaining about something, or it seemed that it was just crying.

"Mother-child Gu? What is that?" Du Zimei asked curiously.

Ruan Tao followed suit, and then explained: "Although mortals don't have the power to reach the sky, they always like to use their strength to change their fate. Some fates can be changed by one's own efforts, but some fates are actually God's will. With a mortal body It is not absurd to defy God's will."

"But people can become the master of all spirits because of their cleverness and cunning. Although people cannot directly fight against the way of heaven, they can subtly turn a corner in front of the way of heaven with the help of other non-human forces. .”

"It seems that many people like to look at Fengshui and change Fengshui. People with light horoscopes wear some gold, stone and jade, or Baojiaxian is one of the means."

"The above are fairly serious methods, but when some fate is really impossible, and Fengshui and Baojiaxian can't control it, people often take risks, such as raising little ghosts and raising Gu."

"Gu." Fusu said.

In the past, when he was in Beijing, he only saw this thing in various biographies. According to the biography, there are many Gu insects in the poisonous miasma of Baiyue, and there is a woman who refines Gu to become a witch. ".

At this time, Ruan Tao said again: "The mother-child Gu is a kind of monster Gu, and this kind of Gu is not the same as the Gu in the hands of the grass ghost woman in Baiyue. Most of the Gu in the hands of the grass ghost woman are 'medicines. ', and the demon..."

As he said that, he paused: "I don't know how to explain this thing for a while. You can probably understand that most of the 'grass hags' are refining insects, and the monsters are refining insects on the surface. Those above are refining people."

"Mother-child Gu is to refine a pregnant girl who has not been out of the pavilion into Gu, so that she can be with the child in her womb to help the whole family resist the fate that Baojiaxian and Fengshui can't bear, so that the whole family It will be smooth and worry-free, and the family members will live a long life."

"And the fourth girl of the Zhou family was obviously made into a mother-child voodoo by the family members. As for the pig cage... probably to make the fourth girl die completely and humiliately. It made her feel that her death was due to her lack of self-love, Humiliated the family, the family members did it out of necessity in order to preserve the family's face and reputation, and to preserve the reputation of other female family members in the family, not because the family members sacrificed her as a sacrifice for the sake of a momentary success."

"There are two advantages to doing this. One is that even if the girl on Thursday can't complain in the Yan Luo Palace, in people's eyes, she is 'damned'. The second is that even if she herself will eventually come back to take revenge, the resentment will not be too high Where to go, hang a Zhong Kui statue at home and it will be solved."

She died, sacrificed by the whole family.

She saved her brother and her family, and in the end she and her children lived among the corpses of insects, and was regarded as a disgrace to the family by her neighbors. fig leaf.

"........."

After Ruan Tao's voice fell, no one said anything, only the tree whimpered in the wind.

After a while, Du Zimei gritted her teeth and said, "A bunch of beasts."

Wang Mang sneered and shook his head: "Tiger venom doesn't eat its offspring, how can a person who preys on his own flesh and blood compare to an animal?"

"Then there is a question, who keeps these things?" Ruan Tao said.

"Zhou Youling?" Du Zimei asked.

"I think it's more or less the same." Ruantao nodded and said, "This is Zhou Youling's Gu barrier, so many things from outsiders can be produced in one go, and she can only keep them over there."

"Because the Fourth Miss treats me kindly, do you help the Fourth Miss to keep these things?" Fusu said.

**

In Zigong's courtyard, Ruan Ji, Kong Ming and others surrounded Zigong. Some of them were expressionless, some were smiling, and they were all in a posture of provoking a teacher.

Zi Gong admitted his mistake quickly: "There are a lot of adults, I don't know that I just went out for half a day and so many things happened for a long time, so now Ji Zhen and the others..."

Hu Chang sat on the side with his legs crossed, looking like he was watching a show: "Them? They are probably going around in a hurry around the matter of 'playing with fire and wetting the bed'! Ha! What kind of worker of yours? It's a catastrophe, go back and send a funeral to the capital early!"

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of several people were not good.

Kong Ming pondered and said: "No, there is Wang Xiang."

Wang Mang was able to be the prime minister at such a young age, and everyone in the court knew his abilities.

Coupled with Ruan Tao's cleverness, although his current skills are not so superb, they are not far behind those so-called elites in Zhuoling Pavilion, and he will definitely be able to save the day.

"Wang Mang?" Hu Chang raised his eyebrows slightly, "That little doll is quite interesting."

"How do you say that?" Li Taibai asked.

"That doll... has a humble fate but is a noble one." Hu Chang paused and looked up at the sky.

The last sentence was hidden in his throat: It is really not a sign of longevity...

"What should I do now? I have committed a great crime!" Zi Gong asked anxiously, "How else can I fix it?"

"Yes." Hu Chang got up and said, "Tomorrow will still be at this time, and I will burn Jiuyinzhi again, and then I will tell them the clues again. But..."

When they heard the first half of his sentence, everyone was overjoyed, but when the second half of the sentence came out, the hearts of several people who had calmed down a little came to their throats again.

"But what?" Ruan Ji squinted at the fox demon beside him.

He didn't like this guy very much, and he could feel that the fox actually didn't like them very much.

But the opponent's tail is really beautiful. When he cast the spell just now, the eight tails behind him were in full bloom. It is indeed no regret to see such a scene in life.

Hu Chang laughed lightly: "But here we are, one day has passed, and Gu Bao Zhongbao may have passed several years. As for what will happen tomorrow, whether they will or not, I don't know."

Hearing this, everyone frowned, and Kong Ming's habitual smile faded a lot.

Hu Chang had a relaxed look on his face, and he waved to them: "That's it, let's see each other tomorrow."

As he said that, the bright red figure disappeared from everyone's eyes. Before leaving, he left a sentence: "I hope I don't come to attend the funeral tomorrow."

Everyone: "..."

"Why does this fox feel so gloating?" Li Taibai said dissatisfied.

"The thing about the demon is not clear after all." Kong Ming said.

Ruan Ji snorted coldly: "No matter how you say it, you dragged our Tao'er over here. If something happens to this person, it's not just a simple gift at the funeral."

Ji Kang gently tugged at his sleeve: "Sizong, now is not the time to speak out of anger."

**

Ruan Tao picked and picked among the belongings of the girl on Thursday, and finally he picked up a carved silver comb.

The palm-sized comb looks small and exquisite, which is what girls love, but it doesn't look so conspicuous in this pile of things.

"What's wrong with this comb?" Fusu asked.

Ruan Tao frowned slightly, and he looked at the comb to the green sunlight - there was a hair hanging on it.

"Do you think this hair belongs to Miss Zhou, or Zhou Youling?" Ruan Tao asked.

The other three did not answer, nor could they answer.

A hair, the little girl's hair is all black and oily, how can you tell who belongs to whom?

Ruan Tao looked at that hair and thought for a while, then pursed his lips, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Gamble!"

I saw him take the hair out of the comb and twist it in his hands, and then he took out his own silver silk Buddha dust from the bundle behind him, he just wanted to move but seemed to think of something.

He smiled and said to Wang Mang, "Your Majesty, lend me your hand."

Wang Mang stretched out his hand without doubt.

Ruan Tao put the strand of hair on Wang Mang's palm, and then quickly slashed at Wang Mang's palm with Buddha Chen!

"hiss--"

Accompanied by Wang Mang's cry of pain, his palm was cut, and the bright red blood soaked the black hair in the palm.

Ruan Tao raised his eyebrows, discussing the correct usage of the hero.

"Thank you." Ruan Tao smiled and twirled Wang Mang's blood-soaked hair again.

He took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and bit it in his mouth, then blew lightly, a cluster of fox flames ignited from the air.

And this time the Fox Flame is different from the previous ones, it is no longer dark green, but with a hint of blue in the green.

Wang Mang grinned in pain as he held his cut hand, the blue-green fox flame twirled in his hand, and the blood in his hand stopped.

"Hey!" Wang Mang raised his palm, just about to praise Ruan Tao.

But now Ruan Tao's face is pale and his forehead is full of sweat, he doesn't look very good.

The blue-green fox flame began to burn the blood-soaked strand of hair in Ruan Tao's hand. A strand of hair was found where the flame turned to ashes after a slight smoldering, but now it burned for a long time.

The sweat on Ruan Tao's forehead became thicker and thicker, and at this moment he felt that his internal organs were being burned together.

Oh shit!It's really killing me!

Fortunately, the final effort paid off, and the strand of hair was burnt into a black-red fine powder.

A hair—a handful of fine powder was burnt.

Ruan Tao spit out the talisman in his mouth, and blew a breath towards the palm - the fine powder immediately turned into mist, enveloping the four of them.

In this vague scene, they heard the sound of the suona, and someone began to sing an opera, which was "The Peony Pavilion".

Immediately afterwards, a shadow of an ancestral hall appeared in front of him——

The ancestral hall is located in an extremely small courtyard. Turning your head and looking out of the door, the sky above the courtyard looks like a well, so oppressive that people feel that it is difficult to even breathe, and even birds don't bother to fly over it.

Then I heard a woman screaming outside: "She's back!!!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of messy footsteps, the sound of closing the door, and the sound of porcelain smashing to the ground.

Accompanied by the chaotic voices outside, the sky suddenly darkened, and it seemed that it was night again in a blink of an eye.

"mother--!"

A little girl's crying sounded in the courtyard. She cried and ran while running. She must have lost her way in the chaos and separated from her mother.

The girl's cries and her steps were getting closer and closer. In the next second, Ruan Tao and the others saw a girl in a red cloth jacket holding a tiger puppet walking in and weeping and climbing over the threshold of the ancestral hall.

As she climbed over the threshold, she threw herself on the ground and fell.

"Seven-year-old Zhou Youling." Wang Mang murmured.

"Clap--!"

I don't know what was broken outside, and the little girl shivered in fright.

She hastily pushed aside the pig cage on the futon, and hid under the altar, during which she cleverly pulled the pig cage down in front of the altar to block her figure.

Hey.

Yi's half finger that was broken from the pig cage fell on the futon and rolled to the ground with a grunt.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, blowing the candles in the ancestral hall to extinguish.

The little girl hid under the altar, closed her eyes tightly, bit the puppet in her arms, shivered, and said nothing.

The wind was blowing "whoosh", faintly carrying a woman's weeping.

After a while, a woman with disheveled hair and tattered dress walked into the ancestral hall waddling on her feet.

Her hair fell down to cover most of her face, and a white skull can be seen on the small half of skin exposed between her forehead. The road she walked left long wet marks, as if she just crawled out of the water of.

"Youling...?" The woman's hoarse voice seemed to have been polished by the sand in the river.

The little girl trembled and closed her eyes, trembling from crying and not daring to open her eyes, she just kept crying: "Fourth, fourth girl... Fourth girl..."