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Zhou Hengxi saw off his son surnamed Lu, and turned around to go to work on Lao Tzu surnamed Lu, but neither of them were worry-free ancestors, and they often caused troubles.He sighed, turned around and drove to find a little master with "supernatural powers" at the Dragon King Temple at Dongjiekou on behalf of Old Ancestor Lu.

Yang Sixian, whose real name is unknown, was nicknamed Yang Banxian by his father who died with him.He thinks he has two supernatural powers, so he deserves the elegant title of Immortal, although in the eyes of others, the only real thing worthy of the name is his pretty white face.

He himself is unreasonable and angry, and he often looks up with a pretty little face, akimbo, and argues with people everywhere, "If I count them all, then I can't really become a living Buddha, and there is still room left in the world." Stop me. Me, because of my strong body, suppressed that piece of immortality in my life. I will understand it by tomorrow, and you must respect me as a living god."

His family has relied on the sky for generations, and the Dragon King Temple handed down by his father Yang Banxian to his grandfather Yang Daxian—strictly speaking, it can no longer be counted in the scope of temples, and the reason for this is an interesting story. .

Because civilization is popular now, Yang Sixian's Longwang Temple has been robbed of a lot of business by the British foreign churches, so he learned from the pain and decided to learn and reform, starting from the facade first.He watched for many days, thinking that he knew the essence of the combination of Chinese and Western, and wanted to change the old temple into a small western-style building, but in the end it became a courtyard with four different shapes.

When the news spread, Yang Sixian gained another nickname of "half foreign", and gradually evolved into "half foreign stuff" in the word of mouth of the neighbors.

The person Zhou Hengxi was looking for was this "half-foreign guy" with a strange history.

The "half-foreign thing" wears a pair of small sunglasses on his face, and puts a mahogany low stool under his feet, lying leisurely on the grand teacher's chair to bask in the sun, humming Kunqu opera in his mouth, which is exactly the part of Concubine Yang's tearful farewell to Tang Minghuang, He sang emotionally and emotionally, and sniffled his nose in embarrassment.

Zhou Hengxi stood outside and listened for a while, thinking that this little living fairy is quite emotional.He stretched out his hand and patted the half-opened big red door, and Yang Sixian's high-spirited opera voice came from inside, "Which——?"

Zhou Hengxi gave a dry cough, and replied seriously, "I beg you, Marshal Lu's mansion."

Yang Sixian sat up from the grand teacher's chair, thought for a while, and patted his forehead clearly, "Oh, it's that Shaerfu handsome man from the Lu family, and his feelings are still the patrons of my father's generation."

Zhou Hengxi followed him and asked, "Who is your father?"

Yang Sixian told him solemnly, "The god of the Dragon King Temple counted Yang Banxian, the one who told the truth and was beaten out by the commander."

Zhou Hengxi nodded politely, "That's really a regular customer."

Yang Sixian bowed his hands respectfully to him, "Master, may I ask you, what does the commander-in-chief want from me here?"

"The marshal has a strange disease, and he said he was suspected of being disturbed by something unclean." Zhou Hengxi pondered for a while, and repeated what Marshal Lu said in detail, expressing his purpose of coming, "I don't know if you What do you think, if it's convenient, please come with me to the handsome mansion in person."

Yang Sixian didn't speak, he paced with splayed steps, and circled the grand master's slow chair twice with his hands behind his back, in an inscrutable and contemplative gesture, which made people wonder whether he was really supernatural or a fake fool.

Zhou Hengxi saw that he was walking backwards, as if he was about to come around again, and just about to speak, Yang Sixian suddenly came back to his senses.

"Okay, that's it." Xiao Huoxian seemed to have a firm mind, brushed off his old indigo robe refreshedly, turned around and said to Zhou Hengxi, "I want to trouble you, sir, to take me there." gone."

In the backyard of the Lu residence, the girls and boys of the family crowded in the small garden to watch the fun.

The source of the excitement——Yang Sixian, wearing the Tai Chi gossip clothes handed down from his ancestors at the moment, is dancing around the incense table with a wooden sword.The cuffs, which were stained with old oil stains, were tattered. He didn't look like a Taoist master with a big heart, and his descriptive posture fit somewhat with the acrobats under the overpass.

Marshal Lu couldn't stand the scorching sun, and sat on the grand master's chair in the southeast corner of the incense table, sweating profusely from the sun.

"Little master, you have been busy for a while, is my garden clean?"

"Never, ever." Yang Sixian put down the wooden sword in his hand, grabbed a handful of yellow paper talismans from the table, and suddenly exclaimed, bluffing the dizzy Marshal Lu.

"Master, have you... caught an evil creature?" Marshal Lu tentatively asked.

Yang Sixian smiled obsequiously on his face, "No, no, I forgot something. I don't know if there is a big red-crowned rooster in the house. Please kill a bowl of chicken blood and make it for me." lead."

Marshal Lu waved his hand, and the old butler squeezed out of the crowd, kicking the bald boy who was squatting on the ground watching the excitement.

"Dumb, go, butcher the chicken in the kitchen and bring over a bowl of blood."

The mute was a half-fool when he was a child, and his brain turned slowly, but his hands and feet were very diligent, and he could not give orders without effort.He nodded to the old housekeeper "ahhh", and trotted to the kitchen.

At this moment, Zhou Hengxi, who hadn't shown up until now, came over from nowhere and changed a wet towel for Marshal Lu.When passing the incense case, he exchanged glances with Yang Sixian.

Yang Sixian turned around and took the wine glass on the table, closed his eyes and muttered something, then opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes showed a fierce look, and slapped Marshal Lu next to him on the face, cursing, "I'll fuck your grandma!" Grandson, dare to play tricks in front of your great-grandfather, why don't you get out of here while your father and I are in a good mood today?"

Marshal Lu was used to being pampered, he was caught off guard by a hard blow on the face, his eyes were blinded immediately, and he almost fell to the ground from the grand master's chair facing the sun.

Yang Sixian stepped on his chair and jumped, grabbed the void in his hand, took a sip of wine and chased out, "Hey, what I took is your monstrous thing."

All the servants of the Lu Mansion watched the little master yelling into the air as if they had opened their eyes after beating their commander in chief, and they were so shocked that their hairs stood on end.

The old butler guessed that the little master was hysterical and wanted to go up to help him, but Zhou Hengxi who was standing beside him raised his hand to stop him.

The lively servants who were crowded just now automatically exited an empty circle, and only the mute walked over with chicken blood in his hand.

Yang Sixian drew a talisman on the mahogany sword with his fingers stained with chicken blood, and shouted loudly, "I'll excuse you, don't let the ghosts disturb you, Taishang Laojun is as urgent as a law, and find that evil for me."

He threw a handful of yellow paper talismans in his hand, and immediately jumped to the mute's feet and burned them.

"Ah——" The mute was startled, and desperately slapped the sparks that jumped onto his pants, and suddenly a round, small black thing like a fruit core fell out of him.

Yang Sixian kicked the little black thing into the fire, and there was a crisp sound of "cracking", and an unpleasant yellow smoke rose immediately.He covered his nose with his sleeve, picked it up with a mahogany sword, and a small bug with half of its body scorched fell out from it.

It is a living Gu.

In the study, Marshal Lu remained silent with a blank face, and on the table was the small incense burner that Zhou Hengxi found out from the mute room for feeding Gu.

Standing by the side, Yang Sixian secretly whispered to Zhou Hengxi, "Mr. Zhou, my slap was not for my father's personal revenge, it was purely for the sake of acting. If the commander gets angry, you have to intercede with me." ..."

Suddenly there was a loud bang, which frightened Yang Sixian, covering his ears and squatting on the ground. When he looked up, he found that Marshal Lu had thrown the ashtray on the carpet.

"Damn it, it's hard to defend against house thieves by day and night." Marshal Lu was so angry that the veins on his neck throbbed, "I spent so much time raising this kind of evil thing to harm my father, I think the dumb bastard is hiding deep enough, after a while Give him a hundred whips and see if he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid."

Zhou Hengxi shook his head, "Marshal, the house thief can only be interrogated slowly. We arrest people under the guise of doing something, just to avoid alarming the enemy. Besides, the mute may not be the only suspect in this matter."

Marshal Lu slapped the table angrily and urged him, "So what?"

Zhou Hengxi calmly thought about it calmly, and then concluded to him, "Firstly, the mute is a slave who bought into the mansion since he was a child, and his parents are all local poor ghosts in the alley, and the whole family is also considered the foundation. Innocent, there is no possibility of premeditating to kill you; both, only Miao people with great skills know how to use a special insect furnace to make Gu; moreover, if the mute is the mastermind, then he was exposed too smoothly."

Obviously, things are more complicated than imagined.Marshal Lu frowned and said nothing, waved his hand in a disturbed manner, and drove the two people out of the room.

"Mr. Zhou, do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world?" Out of the study, Yang Sixian walked out behind Zhou Hengxi, and suddenly said a word.

"What?" Zhou Hengxi glanced at him, not knowing which song this was sung again.

"I think people's hearts are like ghosts. I used to hang around with my father, and I saw a lot of bad things. Now that I think about it, I feel that dumb people are used as guns."

Yang Sixian scratched his head, feeling a little guilty, "If nothing happens to him in the future, please send me a letter so that I can feel better."

Zhou Hengxi nodded, thinking that although this little living fairy looks unreliable, he is actually a rare kindness in essence.

At this time, the mute was locked in a dark room in the side courtyard of the Lu Mansion, surrounded by stacks of firewood, squatting on the ground with his buttocks up, holding a half-broken wooden branch in his hand to pick up the dirt.

He didn't have a concept of right and wrong in his mind, he was arrested and locked up in the dark room in a chaotic state, and he didn't know how to think about it carefully.He concentrated on playing with the dirt, waiting for someone to come and let him out to eat.

"Dong dong", someone knocked on the window above his head twice, and the mute stood up with difficulty against the wall. He squatted on the ground for a long time, his legs were numb, and he didn't feel anything.

Hanging outside the window was a half-grown boy wearing a melon cap, sucking his nose, blinking his big foggy eyes and looking anxiously at the mute.

"Brother dumb, what's wrong with your leg, did the handsome man beat you up?"

The mute shook his head, pointed to the pair of little hands hanging on the window rail, and called "ahhh" twice at him, signaling the little boy to get down quickly.

"What the fuck." The half-grown boy wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and said with a suppressed cry, "You dumb, you can't even protect yourself and you worry about others, uh...it's all my fault... "

The mute was not in a hurry when he was locked in the darkroom, but when he saw him crying, he panicked, opened his mouth and yelled "Ahhh" twice, and frantically wiped the boy's tears through the railing, feeling very uncomfortable.

"You are a good person, and I can't harm you. I, Li Taosheng, do everything on my own, and I will never let you take the blame for me."

After the half-grown boy finished speaking, without waiting for the dumb to respond, he pushed his hand in hard, slid down from the window and ran away.The mute stared at his back, wanted to chase but couldn't chase him, wanted to shout but couldn't shout, and was so anxious that he patted his head with his hands.