Twilight Boundary

 Chapter 600 The time of acceptance

“After handing over the money to buy a life, the person’s life will be taken away within seven days.”

 “If you can’t accept it, you will lose face.”

“It would be fine if you were an ordinary person. If you lose this face, the worst thing you can do is withdraw from the world and come out with a different font name in a few years, but you can’t do that!”

"You paid for your life as a knife catcher. If you can't buy your life, then it will be your Hu family's face and the Zhenzong Mansion's face that will be lost. How serious is this?"

“But now that the time has come, you have done nothing but sharpened your knife?”

Old Abacus really couldn't stand it anymore. When he arrived in Guazhou City, it had already been five and a half days since he gave away the money to buy his life. In the last day and a half, there were so many things that needed to be done, but... Hu Ma seemed to be at leisure.

Wandering around the garden to sharpen his knife, he did nothing else. He was so anxious that he wandered around. Even Wuya couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Teacher, what are you yelling about here? Go talk to the shopkeeper." Brother, say it!”

 “Haha, Mr. Chunsheng, why do you have to look so sad?”

Old Abacus stood up suddenly, with a face full of disbelief: "Did he ask about the toad disease?"

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Wu Ya felt even more strange and said: "Since the shopkeeper has an idea in mind, let's just follow it!"

Because the pimple on the young master's body is fading now, but it has not fully healed yet, so the people in this family still respect these talented people. No one dares not to listen to what they say, and they will open it when asked. As soon as the incense table was set up, the incense table was also set up.

"What do you mean there are no people of our own in this city? According to me, this city is full of our own people."

As he spoke, he slowly lit up the candles on the incense table, grabbed a handful of incense ash, and sprinkled it straight in front of the incense table. He stared intently and shouted in a low voice: "Because I believe in justice in this world. !”

"Although I heard that the emperor of Zhencong Mansion could not suppress it, and the prince of Guanzhou Mansion who had been personally ennobled by the emperor's order was beaten into clay with a mace, but the iron threshold of the Yan family, he will definitely You can't get in..."

“Don’t say that he is just a small swordsman. I heard that the master of Zhenzhen Mansion came in person before he even got on the bridge. Can he really ignore this hero of the world?”

But in this dull moment, next to the master of the Yan family, a man wearing a light yellow robe with a good bearing smiled and said: "I know you are still a little worried, but the things in this world cannot be bigger than a reasonable word. ”

As he spoke, Hu Ma took a long breath and said, "The master of Zhencong Mansion would rather kill his relatives than follow personal relationships in order to win the hearts of the people in the world."

Suddenly something occurred to him, and he jumped up as if on fire, and whispered: "I seem to understand the reason why the ancestor must stay with him, go and have a look!"

"You can worry about this for me, which shows that Brother Abacus really cares about our family. I promised him 200 kilograms of blood food, but he has not lost anything."

Wu Ya felt strange: "Master, didn't you say that my fate was light and you didn't let me ask?"

 “He...what is he talking about?”

She didn't hide it from Hu Ma and said with a smile: "The teacher is worrying in the front yard. You said you are not doing anything serious, you are just fooling him."

Of course, because she is a concubine in her title, I only invited some good friends to come over and have a little gathering.

At the same time, the Iron Gate Yan family in Guazhou Prefecture had just set up a banquet. It was said that it was catching up with the birthday of the third concubine of the Yan family. Although it was not the main hall, there was no need for it. It was celebrated with great fanfare, but also with festivities.

"Mr. Chunsheng, there is really no need to worry. Not everyone can step through the iron threshold of Yan Mansion!"

 “Also, give him the message!”

 “Your teacher asked you to come?”

Finally, someone mentioned this issue, and everyone who had been holding it in all night couldn't hold it in any longer. They all said, "That's right, I don't think that the ghost is really brave enough to come here!"

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Wuya looked at it, but felt curious, and said: "Brother, shopkeeper, what is this?"

Everyone at the banquet was talking loudly and enjoying the wine. From time to time, they would share some strange stories about people and come to accompany the wine. The troupe in the middle of the banquet was playing hard, and the two sleeves of green clothes on the stage danced beautifully.

Wu Ya paused for a moment, then whispered: "Teacher, the shopkeeper really set up an altar in the garden behind, and then all of a sudden all kinds of little guys came in, vying to tell him all kinds of things. What's the matter..." "What?"

 “If he asks me where I get my confidence, then tell him…”

Seeing Wu Ya coming over, Hu Ma took the tea, took a sip, and asked Wu Ya with a smile.

Hu Ma smiled and said: "But please reassure him that we are not really not doing business. Wuya, do you know that although I follow the path of a person who watches the year, I am also a person who follows the path of ghosts?"

 “Please, please…”

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"Walk!"

Wu Ya respected and appreciated Hu Ma for her benefactor and did not doubt him. But seeing what Old Abacus said, she also picked up tea and came to the garden of the house. She found Hu Ma and saw him. The housekeeper of Zhengming Mansion opened the back door.

Now in the Yan family's house, lamps are lit on all sides and wine is cooked. There are seven or eight tables of banquets in the courtyard, and people are sitting in front and back, including Mr. Liu from the south of the city, Mr. Gongyang from Weizhuang outside the city, Aunt Li from Qiaoshou Pavilion and even King Tiejian sent congratulatory gifts.

As soon as night fell, the group began to drink. Mr. Yan of the Yan family took the main seat, and his concubine sat beside him with her charming eyes, serving him while drinking. She used white jade inlaid with silver. He used his chopsticks to pick up vegetables and feed them to him.

Wu Ya said: "Several brats were vying to tell him, and two of them started fighting over the one who reported the news first, gouging their eyes and pulling out their hair..."

“The master of Zhenzong Mansion’s method of killing relatives has almost become a joke, but now he is still bragging about it?”

Wu Ya nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, the shopkeeper's face was already blue when he heard that. Just now, he had removed the altar, took the knife, closed the small door, and brought Brother Datong with him. He strode out of the gate."

"But look at me? I was born with only a few cents, but how can I hide from anything?"

A group of people were talking and laughing loudly, which really diluted the invisible depression in the room. Everyone was about to take advantage of the good atmosphere and drink a few drinks, but unexpectedly, someone in the crowd was wearing a silver robe. The man with carved patterns on his boots and a red crown smiled and said:

"Now I am going to set up an altar in the Zhao Mansion and open this small door to facilitate the entry and exit of ghosts and gods without harming the blessings of the Zhao family. Tell you, teacher, I believe that I only need to set up this altar and the ghosts and gods will be there. Come, complain and complain.”

Suddenly he thought of something and said to Wu Ya: "Good disciple, I can't bear to ask, why don't you go to that boy and ask about it?"

 Lao Abacus's brows were knitted into a knot, and a look of uncertainty surged in his eyes. After a long, long time, he just raised his head blankly: "No way?"

Outsiders don't know, but people in the family know that this third concubine of the Yan family is a little medical fairy in the Siming family, so her reputation is nothing, but she is important in the family. Not light.

 Lao Abacus was even more unbelievable: "Did you also find out what happened behind the Earth Snake Temple?"

"this…"

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 Lao Baanpan’s hands trembled for a moment: “You’re not going to ask about the Yan family’s affairs just like that, are you?”

 “That won’t work either…”

Wuya nodded: "I heard some kid said it."

Old Abacus said angrily: "This kid is sweet-mouthed when he wants something from you. Once he has an idea in his mind, he keeps it to himself. He just makes you anxious. Last time in Shima Town, he had already thought about it and just coaxed me. Worry about him."

Occasionally, during the breaks between talking and laughing, some of them would look at each other, but they could clearly see the dull and worried look in each other's eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, the scholar in white clothes on the left side of the Yan family couldn't help but look a little pale. He forced a smile, but couldn't speak.

 “Pfft…”

Wu Ya was shaken by Hu Ma's words and her eyes were full of sorrow. But after she went back to talk to Lao Abacus, she was so shocked that Lao Abacus spat out the tea in his mouth.

But the inexplicable thing is that no matter how the atmosphere looks, no matter how lively the people at the table are with smiles on their faces and their voices are deliberately loud, there is always a depressing atmosphere somehow, making the lantern shine even brighter. It looked a bit bleak.

Old Abacus sighed and said: "It's because our ancestor failed to live up to his expectations and couldn't afford the three major sacrifices in his life. He said something vague. He didn't let us leave, but he didn't make it clear to us..."

 “Don’t go!”

"We are following the path of ghosts, so we are close to ghosts and gods. No matter what shady tricks they have in this city, we can hide them from people, but not from ghosts and gods. If we go to investigate, it will be very troublesome. In this case, we will not investigate Well, just get up and ask the ghosts and gods."

Wu Ya felt close to him when he saw Hu Ma's smile. Maybe this shopkeeper sometimes has a similar temperament to his elder brother Wu Song? Of course, in detail, it's not the same. Brother Wusong has a more mysterious temperament.

"Oh, it's also interesting. I followed the ghost sect, but found a Shou Sui to be a catcher. We have a general who protects the law in front of King Tiejian here. Talking about the elders and younger ones in the Shousui sect, maybe the catcher is here. I have to kowtow to the Dharma Protector General first..."

Old Abacus's face stiffened, and he said hurriedly: "Actually, in the past few days, I have also figured out that you are life-saving, and you can't run away anyway. Think about how many of our sect can worship the ancestors." Master, everyone has a light fate, why? Only a light fate can avoid trouble!"

 “But…but…”

Another woman, whose whole body was wrapped in a black robe, with only a small head outside, followed and said: "The main reason is that the people in the Hu family are ruthless people, and they kill all their relatives. Killing two passers-by doesn't feel like much pressure..."

With one sentence, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little depressing. They looked at each other in shock. The scholar in white who sat next to Mr. Yan was even more shocked and knocked down the wine glass in his hand.

 (End of this chapter)