Taiping Inn

After walking a hundred miles on the mountain road, Nan Kezi and Zhou Aniu came to Zhoujia Village. At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and there were a few dim lights in the village, allowing people to see a vague outline. But Nan Kezi only took a look and his face became solemn, because the evil spirit of this village was too heavy, and the fierceness could be felt from a long distance, so the situation of the people in it could be imagined.

Nan Kezi did not enter the village immediately, but asked Zhou Aniu to wait there. He went to a hilltop alone, just overlooking the entire village. Looking at it again, he saw a clue. The layout of this village can't be said to be good or bad. It lies in a valley. The surrounding mountains can't hide wind and gather water, but it can't gather evil either. However, someone built a long canal in the northeast of the village and built an earth dam in the northwest, turning the original long strip into a trapezoid.

In Feng Shui theory, a place that is more than twice as long as it is wide, not rectangular, but one end is big and the other end is small, forming a trapezoid, is called a coffin land, which is extremely unlucky. The village is now in such a coffin land.

Nan Kezi knew that with the Feng Shui of this place, even if there was no Taiyin corpse, there would most likely be disasters. Now with the Taiyin corpse, if time goes on, I am afraid that the whole village will be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Nan Kezi did not dare to hesitate any more, and hurried back, and quickly entered the village with Zhou Aniu.

As soon as they entered the village, they saw many villagers running to the west of the village. They were not too surprised to see Zhou Aniu and Nan Kezi. After all, Zhou Aniu had left the village for only one or two days, and Nan Kezi's outfit as a wandering Taoist was not unusual.

Zhou Aniu went to inquire about it, and it turned out that something happened at the home of the village teacher.

It is strange to say that there is a scholar and even a private school in such a remote village. According to Zhou Aniu, the reason why the village moved here to avoid disaster was entirely because of the idea of ​​this scholar.

Speaking of this scholar, he has been teaching in the village for more than 20 years. Many old people in the village said that this old scholar is an outsider. His ancestral home is in Jiangnan. His ancestors have also served as county magistrates. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are already great officials. The grandfather of the old scholar also served as county magistrates and teachers. However, in his father's generation, he was not very successful. He failed in the exams many times and could only make a living by being a teacher. In the generation of the old scholar, the family has completely fallen into decline.

However, for the people of Zhoujia Village, even if the family fell into decline, the old scholar was very generous and lavish when he first arrived in the village. However, over the years, his family fortune has been almost squandered. Fortunately, the people have an innate respect for scholars who can read and write. Whenever there is an important matter, they will ask the old scholar for advice and respectfully call him Mr. Zhao. In addition, the old gentleman also knows some medical skills because he is "not a good prime minister but a good doctor". Therefore, over the years, the old scholar's status in the village is still very high, not as good as the elder of the clan.

Hearing this, Nan Kezi decided to go and find out, maybe he can get something.

There was no official road between the villages, only a dirt path about ten feet wide. Under the guidance of Zhou Aniu, Nan Kezi arrived in front of a thatched cottage. The cottage was quite large, probably used for teaching in the front and living in the back. It was surrounded by a fence and used as a yard. At this time, an old hen was foraging for food with a group of chicks, and they were not afraid of people.

Nan Kezi took a look and said nothing.

Zhou Aniu asked other onlookers and learned the general situation. This scholar had an old wife, a woman from this village. They had a son, who was born in old age. He was named Zhao Qi. He was just coming of age this year. Although he had come here to avoid disaster, the old scholar still had an obsession, that is, to let his son study hard, hoping that one day he could get a good name on the list of successful candidates, so as to bring honor to the family. Zhao Qi really lived up to his expectations. He was extremely intelligent. He started learning at the age of three and could read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of ten. Over the years, under the guidance of his father, he read a lot of books. He just passed the provincial examination in this year's autumn. He will go to Beijing to take the examination in the spring next year.

But yesterday, when Zhao Qi was reading in the house, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He asked who it was, but no one answered. The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Zhao Qi asked who it was again, but still no one answered. In desperation, Zhao Qi had to open the door, but when he opened the door, he saw a female ghost standing in front of the door, with a pale face, a long tongue touching the ground, and two ferocious eyes, and she suddenly pounced on Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi was terrified, screamed, and woke up, and found himself still sitting in front of the table. It turned out that it was just a nightmare. At this time, the knock on the door came again. Zhao Qi was startled and asked tremblingly: "Who is it?" The person outside the door shouted: "Qi'er, it's your mother, open the door." It turned out to be his mother. Zhao Qi went to open the door, and then said that he had just had a nightmare, dreaming of a female ghost, with a very scary appearance. His mother smiled and said: "Is it like this?" Zhao Qi looked up and saw that it was not his mother, but the female ghost just now who was grinning at him.

Zhao Qi's legs softened and he fainted again. When he woke up, he found himself still lying on the table with a book in his hand. At this time, the knock on the door sounded again. Zhao Qi was terrified, sweating profusely, and dared not breathe more. Then the knocking stopped suddenly. Zhao Qi was so shocked that he trembled all over and sat there in a daze. Suddenly, a female ghost head popped out from the window and grinned at Zhao Qi, "Why don't you open the door for me?"

Zhao Qi was shocked and vomited twice, and his eyes turned dark and unconscious. When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the window bed, and my parents were around me, and then I told me what happened just now. But not long after he finished speaking, Zhao Qi stared at the door again, screamed in shock, and then completely fainted, and had not woken up yet.

"Female ghost?" Nan Kezi pondered for a moment, then said to Zhou Aniu: "I'll report it to you and say I'm willing to treat this young man."

Zhou Aniu said: "It is his blessing to be willing to treat him by the old god. Just go straight..."

Nan Kezi's face darkened: "Complete report!"

Zhou Aniu hurried forward and shouted: "Friends, fellow villagers, let me give you a gift, let me give you a gift, the old god has arrived, and I am exorcising evil spirits for our whole village."

The crowd, which was already a little noisy, suddenly calmed down and looked at Zhou Aniu.

Zhou Aniu was quite proud and could not wait to tell his experiences to many villagers, and there were many exaggerated words. However, the villagers were not from the world, so they naturally could not tell the truth and falsehood. They immediately gave Nan Ke. As an immortal from heaven, Zi surrounded Nan Kezi with a look of awe on his face, and he almost knelt down to worship. At this moment, another old man squeezed out of the crowd and came to Nan Kezi. This man had a bit of elegance, and he should be the Mr. Zhao that Zhou Aniu mentioned.

Compared to the ignorant people, Mr. Zhao is a man who has read books and seen the world after all. Naturally, he will not regard Nan Kezi as an immortal in heaven, but only regards him as a certain successful Taoist and Taoist Quanzhen, and bow to him. : "The little old man Zhao Huan has seen a real person, and he is the dog son..."

Nan Kezi waved his hand and said, "I have known all this. Please take me to see the son."

Zhao Huan hurriedly led the way in front and came to the house. He saw a young man lying on the bed. Zhao Qi's mother was waiting beside him. When he saw Nan Kezi, he immediately cried and said, "Old immortal, please be sure to do it." Save my son..."

As he said that, he wanted to kneel down and kowtow.

Poor parents in the world. Although Nan Kezi has no children, he can still understand this feeling. He waved his sleeves and lifted them up with a breeze, saying, "No need to do this."

Zhao Huan looked stern and scolded, "What kind of swearing is it?"

Zhao Qi's mother immediately restrained her crying and just sobbed softly.

Nan Kezi came to the bed and looked at him intently.

I saw that the young man looked pale and his breath was weak, but he had not completely cut off his vitality, which seemed to be a symptom of "abscessive soul".

The so-called "soul loss" is the common saying of the people. Because of fright or other reasons, one of the three souls and seven spirits or one spirit comes out of the body, making people confused, like a living dead person generally.