All hearts do not die

Hanging money makes no difference to him.

But Zhao Yuanwai's face made him quite unhappy, so this time he was not polite, and put all these gold beads and silver ingots into his bag, and said: "This ghost is hard to get rid of for a while, she has a deep relationship with your Zhao family. , if you want to completely sever contact, you have to stick this golden feather talisman painted with chicken blood on your forehead for seven days, if it is less than seven days, there may be a catastrophe!"

So Yuanwai Zhao made a decisive decision, not only pasted it on his own forehead, but also made all the servants, maids, wet nurses, and even the talking parrot raised by the old lady to paste it - it is bound to wipe out all evil spirits. Lingdu blocks out!

Luo Fan felt a little bit like shooting himself in the foot with a stone, not to mention that these golden feather talismans are not easy to make, they are not yellow-bottomed talisman papers that can be bought in the market, but the curse marks on the talismans are all spent. He spends most of the day painting.After all, it hurts to waste your hard work, especially the statement that it takes seven days to stick a talisman is still nonsense.Seeing his satin-like golden feather talismans being pasted everywhere, Luo Fan only felt that his heart was bleeding.

Member Zhao was still not at ease, and said cheekily: "Young Master Luo, Master Luo, didn't you draw the talisman with your own blood when you were catching ghosts just now? I don't know the effect of the talisman drawn with chicken blood... Hehe, look. , Mr. Zhao pays more money, and you also give these talismans..."

Luo Fan didn't expect that he would dare to speak out. He frowned in disbelief and said, "Mr. Zhao is a moving blood bag? You have pasted more than a dozen golden feather talismans on the stone slab in the house alone. After it's over, Luo will give his life here!"

Zhao Yuanwai knew that this request was too much, so he smiled resentfully, and hurriedly called the concubine to pay homage to the benefactor.This little concubine didn't know when she went to touch up her makeup. When she came out, she had completely lost her previous haggard appearance.I saw her nodding her head gracefully, thanking Luo Fanxin softly, every frown and smile were tinged with an ambiguous scent of powder.

Luo Fanxin turned a blind eye to him, but Zhao Yuanwai's mouth twitched as he watched, as if he had tasted a jar of old sour vinegar.

Then the husband and concubine thought about the dead soul in the golden light ball again, they checked again and again whether it was reliable, whether they would never escape again, and begged Luo Fanxin not to be kind to women, and to dispel the resentful souls as soon as possible to avoid accidents.All in all, the ghost of the lady in the house must be wiped out, so they can't make them feel at ease.

Luo Fanxin didn't bother to talk to them any more, he just read a sentence insinuatingly: "If you plant kindness, you will reap good results, and if you reap evil results, there must be evil causes." After speaking, he left and returned to Hewanyuan overnight.

Walking on the road, not fast, he took out the golden light ball, held it up in one hand and cast the spell in the other, only to see the white shadow wake up slowly, and started to struggle needlessly again.

"Stop wasting your efforts in vain. I'll ask you a question. Answer it carefully, and I will help you re-enter reincarnation."

Bai Ying moved slightly, as if bowing in response.

The whole street was quiet, only the wide stream of water on the main street still had a slight "crawling" sound.Under the nearly full moon, he was the only one with fluttering clothes, and there was no one to match his pleasant voice.

The shallow sigh passed away along the flowing water, and his disappointment was like ripples on the water surface, which would return to calm after a circle of strokes, and then again and again, calm again and again.

got used to.

He stopped thinking about these annoying things, and walked lightly over the wall of the compound in the moonlight.

I didn't want to knock on the door to disturb Uncle Xu and Fu Sheng's rest, but when I entered the hospital, I found that Uncle Xu's room was still a little dimly lit, and the slight voice in the room disappeared after his toes landed.

"Has Uncle Xu rested?" Luo Fan knocked on his door tentatively.

After a while, the door opened, and Luo Fan was a little surprised. Uncle Xu looked tired and sad, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.Unable to refuse, he stepped into the door and looked around, but there was no one else in the room, only a row of spirit cards covered with white cloth were neatly arranged in the middle, and the unextinguished Brahma incense was blowing. White smoke came out repeatedly.

"Uncle Xu is missing his family again?" Luo Fan asked softly, seeing Uncle Xu nodded, he took out a few incense sticks and said, "Please allow me to offer some incense sticks too..." Without waiting for Uncle Xu After answering, he lit up the incense head, bowed three times and inserted the incense stick into the cauldron.

Uncle Xu's long-term indifferent face was obviously moved at this time, he said: "Young master is kind-hearted, I don't know how happy I am to know that the old man's family is in the spring... In the future, the old man will die alone in this communal courtyard. There are also people who can offer two sticks of incense to the old man when he thinks of it, that is really a blessing!"

Luo Fan's heart suddenly felt sad.

If no one remembers it, Rong Guang III seems to have never lived. If only one person remembers it, what a ridiculous half life?

I don't know how long Uncle Xu has lived like this alone, and there is no one around him who can talk. No wonder he always looks sad.Remembering that he was sick a few days ago, he and Fu Sheng took care of him, and after he left here, what should he do alone?Not to mention that there will be no descendants who burn incense in a hundred years, I am afraid that even the person who picked up the bones will not know where it is, it is really pitiful.

He didn't rest that night, he sat with Uncle Xu for a long time, and didn't go back to his room to meditate for a while until it was almost dawn.After running around in a daze for a few years, I never really thought about the future, it seems that it is really time to think about it.

The days in the cocoa courtyard passed quickly. When Luo Fan was free, he liked to sit under the cocoon tree and meditate. Uncle Xu made him a stone platform covered with thin cashmere felt, so it wouldn't be too cold. It won't be stuffy, so he likes it very much.It is strange to say that in the scorching July, the night trees in other places lost their flowers early, but the trees in this house not only have dense branches and leaves, but also bloom like a brocade.

"It can't be fake, can it?" He stared at the shade above his head and muttered to himself, then he took the hook and hooked it towards a cluster of flower branches——"crash" the small velvet flowers fell all over the ground, the fragrance It's more intense.

He picked up one and twisted it on his fingertips: "It's not fake..."

Uncle Xu stepped out of the room immediately when he heard the sound of the branches hitting the ground. His face darkened when he saw the green leaves and pink flowers on the ground. Did they go up the tree? Well, what are you doing to them?"

Luo Fan was inexplicably happy to listen to his reprimand, and always felt very kind, so he gave a dry cough and replied guiltily: "It's just strange, why hasn't the smallpox withered in such a hot place? I thought it was fake flowers..."

Uncle Xu: "I am an old man with so much leisure and ability? I still put fake flowers on the tree? Don't look at my lonely courtyard, but there is a very precious cold jade buried under it."

"Hanyu?" Luo Fan couldn't help being surprised.

This cold jade seemed to bring back memories of Uncle Xu, and he was a little sad: "This is a congratulatory gift from my old friend on my wedding day. The deceased wife used to be a foreign woman, and my marriage with her was not favored by my family. He is the only one who is willing to congratulate me... This cold jade can cool down the temperature, and I buried it under the tree in hope that the red flowers of this tree will wither later. Is it possible that you haven't felt it these days? Is it cooler here than outside?"

Luo Fan hesitated and said: "I... feel it! It's just that I didn't think about it, I thought it was because I often improved my martial arts level..." Besides, who would have thought that a half-old man who makes a living by setting up a stall would have Such a baby is casually buried under a tree...

Uncle Xu glanced at him, and said in other words: "It's Hungry Ghost Festival, don't go out at night, and avoid collisions."

After he said this, Luo Fanxin remembered that it was the day when the ghosts walked at night. If it was in the past, he would definitely remind his junior brother to "don't go out at night"-even if there is no evil thing that hits people on Songhe Ridge.

But today is different from the past, the more he wants to go out for a walk in these days.In response to Uncle Xu, Luo Fanxin went back to the room and started to prepare.

Fu Sheng prepared dinner early, but he didn't call out after calling him twice, so he pushed the door in with a bit of sullenness, but saw that he was staring intently at a golden ball in his hand, so he stretched out his hand in front of him. Shaking it, he said, "My lord, I am calling you to eat! What are you doing here? Isn't this the ghost of Mrs. Zhao?"

Luo Fan gave a "hmm" in his heart, and asked again: "Fu Sheng, what do you think of Xiaoyaoshui Street?"

Without hesitation, Fu Sheng said, "It's great! There are mountains, water, lively streets, and so many... strange and interesting people! I've been to so many places, and this is my favorite place!"

Luo Fanxin smiled and touched the top of his hair: "Then let's rent this coffin courtyard to live longer! It's very good here, and I like it too. It's just that we have to find a place to collect these dead souls and resentful spirits." It is best to have a Buddhist gate, listen to Buddhist scriptures and eat Buddhist smoke in the Buddhist hall, and those who don’t want to be liberated can also be liberated.”

Fu Sheng hurriedly raised a hand and volunteered: "I'll come! I'll inquire about finding the Buddhist hall!"

Seeing his enthusiasm, he must really want to stay here for a long time. Luo Fan felt a little relieved and also had some indescribable feelings.

Fu Sheng always felt that he was acting weird today, as if a kind old father finally looked forward to the day when his son would start a family and start a business, his expression was full of complexities, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps.Seeing that he kept those golden feather charms in his sleeves and stuffed the hook rope into his belt, he knew that he was going out again after dark, so he begged: "My lord, take me with you tonight, I can help busy!"

Luo Fanxin bent his index finger and tapped him on the forehead, and said with a smile, "Can you wave the flag for me and applaud to celebrate?"