Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

Butler Zhang kindly reminded: "My son, the names of living people are generally not written on prayer lamps."

The family will agree: "Yes, if you write about living people, you are asking for marriage. This...is not appropriate."

"..."

Liang Duan's hand holding the pen trembled, and his mouth felt a little dry.The rabbit lamp with the inscribed name fell on the table, and Liang Duan looked at it for a long time with a complicated expression before helping him up.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Another famous family came to report: "My son, I have asked one by one at the firewood room, and the answers are correct. They all say that they have seen ghosts in the past few days."

Liang Duan put the rabbit lamp into a cumbersome box: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes, some people said that they heard a woman crying at night, and guessed if it was a nanny..."

"Did the nanny come back to seek revenge?" Liang Duan raised his eyebrows.

home will be the default.

Steward Zhang asked: "My lord, the news about this ghost image has already spread in the backyard. It has caused panic among people. It is better to come up with a plan as soon as possible."

"No, someone will deal with it in the next few days." Liang Duan sneered.

Early the next morning, a group of Taoist priests blocked the gate of the other courtyard of the Wangfu, claiming that they were ordered by King Liang to come to help exorcise evil spirits.

As soon as Butler Zhang welcomed the people in, the Taoist priest in charge flicked his whisk and sniffed the next door to Liang Duan like a dog: "This place is extremely sinister, there must be evil spirits."

"Ah?" Steward Zhang glanced at Zhong Xue, who was rolling a copybook in the yard to tease the little yellow chicken.

"Who is this?" Xu Xiaoqing held the little chicken and swept the Taoist priest very unkindly.

"Exorcist?" Zhong Xue asked with a smile.

He has also heard rumors of ghosts in other courtyards of the Wangfu. It is said that ghosts will be seen in the firewood room and servants' bedroom every time he arrives. If he listens carefully, he can hear faint cries. The middle-aged women's.

As soon as he finished asking, the Taoist priest came to his side, sniffed his nose and sniffed several times, which made Zhong Xue very embarrassed.

Steward Zhang: "Master Daoist, that is our concubine."

The Taoist looked at Butler Zhang with a different face: "Is there anyone in your house who was born on the night when the gate of hell is opened?"

This smelly Taoist did it on purpose... Zhong Xue frowned: "Master, what do you mean by asking?"

The Taoist stood up straight, and said with a mysterious face: "Someone in your house died in vain. The soul was supposed to go to the underworld, but it was captured by a force of the deepest..."

The Taoist chattered a series of words, all that Zhong Xue, born on the [-]th day of the seventh lunar month, was too dark, which prevented the ghost envoy from collecting his soul, and also aroused the resentment in the nanny, making her haunt every night.

"Stop rambling, let's just talk about what to do." Zhong Xue asked Xu Xiaoqing to put the little yellow chicken into the nest, and put the copybook into the bookcase.

Taoist: "Pindao and the palace are also predestined. If the poor Taoist and all his fellow Taoists practice for the palace for seven days, no matter what kind of evil comes, it will be eliminated."

Zhong Xue heheed twice, seven days is enough for you to visit the other courtyards of the Wangfu.Eliminate evil spirits... The person who made the layout really has a rich imagination.

"As long as the son agrees, you can do whatever you want." Zhong Xue asked for some clean paper, spread it out, and continued to practice calligraphy, no matter what the Taoist said, he would be perfunctory.

then……

Zhong Xue looked at the yellow talismans at her door and frowned: "Damn it, it's really easy to let them do whatever they want. Am I a monster? There's something wrong with sticking so many things at my door! Xu Xiaoqing, tear them up for me."

After a cup of tea, Xu Xiaoqing was holding a basket full of yellow talismans: "Master, I am tearing them up and pasting them. There are too many of them. I just drank some water when they pasted them again."

"What about the other yards?" Zhong Xue asked.

"Other yards are pasted like sheep shit, sparsely, but our yard is full of stickers! I asked them why they only posted our yard, and the dog Taoist priest who took the lead said, young master, you were born on Ghost Festival, and you have a lot of gloom." , the suppression must be redoubled, isn’t it clearly aimed at us.” Xu Xiaoqing became angry.

Before Zhong Xue could figure out what to do, an angry shout came from the next door.

Liang Duan is back.

"What's posted in the courtyard next door?" Liang Duan asked coldly.

Butler Zhang learned the Taoist's words from him, Liang Duan took a deep breath, rushed directly to Zhongxue's yard, and grabbed the Taoist priest who was pasting the talisman in the hut by the neck: "There are four walls between the firewood room and the servant's bedroom. What the hell are you posting here! Get out of here!"

Before the words were finished, the Taoist priest was thrown out of the door, and the rest of the Taoist priests who were holding a lot of spells in their hands also scattered like birds and beasts.

Immediately, Liang Duan called in two teams of generals, and surrounded the Jingzhe Courtyard completely.

"Aren't you going to be angry if you almost put a spell on your face?" Liang Duan said impatiently as he blocked Zhong Xue in the corner.

Zhong Xue was taken aback: "Angry, but you came here before you could get angry."

Liang Duan watched him silent for a long time, said, "If there are idlers waiting to come in in the future, just call them out" and left.

Leaving the Shocking Insects Courtyard, Liang Duan went to the firewood house, with Steward Zhang following behind.

"Didn't I say before that you can't let King Liang's people get close to Zhong Xue, you take my words as deaf ears?" Liang Duan said displeased.

Butler Zhang was in a cold sweat: "The old slave stopped me, I can't stop him."

"What about the general? Can't the general stop him?"

Butler Zhang anxiously scratched his head: "After all, they are sent by the old prince. If they do something, it will be spread that the reputation of the prince will be damaged."

"My reputation has been ruined a long time ago." Liang Duan often said that Zhong Xue ruined his reputation, but in fact, since he knew the truth about his life experience, he never cared about his reputation. The yard, I cut off his leg when that leg stepped in."

……

Just about to have dinner, the chopsticks were all set, when Butler Zhang suddenly came to send a message.

"My son... let me live with him for seven days?" Zhong Xue pointed at herself in disbelief.

Steward Zhang nodded: "That's right, the prince said that these Taoist priests were sent by King Liang, and the concubine Shizi is not safe alone."

Xu Xiaoqing, who was ignored every time, was unhappy: "I am with the young master, why are you alone."

"Are you going to use meat to block you in danger?" Liang Duan suddenly appeared and yelled at Xu Xiaoqing.

"I..." Xu Xiaoqing knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood.

Zhong Xue was taken away by Liang Duan inexplicably.

At the dinner table, Zhong Xue was a little embarrassed, took a few mouthfuls of food casually, and had nothing to say: "That group of people behaved strangely, and they must have some other purpose."

"I know." Liang Duan filled half a bowl of soup: "Do you still remember the incomplete imperial edict we found in the King Liang's secret chamber?"

Zhong Xue was taken aback for a moment: "King Liang wants that imperial decree?"

"No. The king of Liang wants the jade ring, and the imperial decree is what the emperor wants." Liang Duan said lightly, "This wave of people is clearly using the banner of King Liang, and they are indeed coming under the banner of King Liang. But there are not only people from King Liang in there."

"It seems that the imperial decree has another mystery." Zhong Xue speculated.

Liang Duan hummed: "I've been checked by someone, but I don't have a clue yet, I just know..." His eyes suddenly darkened, and his mood obviously dropped, "Stop talking, let's eat."

Zhong Xue took a look at him, and obediently ate with a silent head. Just after taking two bites, a piece of fat braised pork was delivered to the bowl.

"Xu Xiaoqing said you like this."

Zhong Xue opened her mouth, and when she looked up, Liang Duan's gaze had already moved away.

"Thank you."

"Ah."

After bathing in the evening, Zhong Xue entered the bedroom wearing a single shirt with most of her chest open, and Liang Duan came back just as she sat down and her hair was not completely dry.

"No business today?" Zhong Xue asked.

"It's done."

As soon as Liang Duan took off his outer shirt, he rushed outside and called out. Two servants entered the room, and after finishing their ceremony, they spread out a mat on the ground beside the bed, took out two quilts from the cabinet, and quickly tidied them up. Backed off again.

"My son, is this... a floor shop?" Zhong Xuenahan asked.

Liang Duan took a sip of tea: "Or do I really sleep with you?"

Zhong Xue: "What's wrong with that? I won't do anything to you."

Liang Duan glanced at him suspiciously, but said nothing.

Late at night, the lights were turned on, Liang Duan slept on the ground, and Zhong Xue slept on the bed.

The moonlight shone into the room through the window lattice, Zhong Xue blinked her eyelids: "My lord."

"What's wrong with you?" This was the third time Zhong Xue called him.

"I still can't sleep."

Liang Duan turned over irritably, "If you can't sleep, it's a dumpling. If you can't sleep, just boil it. If you call me again, I'll throw you out immediately."

"Oh." Zhong Xue took a deep breath, "One dumpling, two dumplings, three..."

"Shut up!" Liang Duan sat up angrily, "I asked you to count the dumplings, but I didn't ask you to count them aloud!"

Just as Liang Duan finished warning, the system also sounded.

[If you dare to count in your head, I will play the most dazzling national style, DJ version for you. 】

"........."

"My son, you can't sleep either, why don't you come and chat." Zhong Xue asked at the risk of being thrown out.

Zhong Xue hugged a ball of quilt, climbed to the side of the bed and poked the end of the beam lightly.

"Don't you want to live?" Liang Duan turned over and said solemnly.

"I want to live, I just let go of the longevity lamp, why don't I want to live." Zhong Xue leaned closer to the bed again, "My son, let me tell you a story."

"Boring." Liang Duan frowned.

"Then tell me a story. Listening to a story before going to bed is very hypnotic. Maybe I will fall asleep after listening to it." Zhong Xue suggested.

"Push your nose on your face."

Zhong Xue lay back in embarrassment, stretched all over her body, staring at the top of the bed in a daze.

After a while, a cold voice suddenly came from my ear.

"There was a little boy before, and his father was very strict with him. No matter what he said or did, if he made a mistake, he would be punished. There were big and small injuries on his body, some were scalded with hot water, and some were whipped."

Zhong Xue's heart twitched: "It hurts."

"Fortunately, after playing a lot, the little boy gradually got used to it, and felt that it was because his father had expected too much of him, and it was only because he didn't meet it. Since then, he has improved even more in both studies and martial arts. Working hard, he only hoped to get his father's approval. Until one day, he suddenly discovered that he was actually not..." Liang Duan turned over gently, "Zhong Xue?"

No one should.

He called again, but still no answer.

"Fall asleep so quickly." Liang Duan chuckled, just as he closed his eyes, something hit him in a daze.

Zhong Xue lay on Liang Duan's body like a big crab. As soon as Liang Duan moved, Zhong Xue hugged him tightly.

Zhong Xue rubbed Liang Duan's chest.Liang Duan originally planned to throw him off, but he gave up the moment he grabbed Zhong Xue's forearm: "Zhong Xue? Zhong Xue?"

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