"boom!"
In the garden behind the house.
The air currents swirl and the dead leaves flutter.
In the open space, Luo Qingzhou punched heavily with a whistling wind as he practiced the Thunder Fist from slow to fast.
In the past, he didn't come here to practice, firstly because he was afraid of damaging the flowers and plants and leaving too obvious marks; secondly, he was afraid that when he was concentrating on practicing, he would not be able to hear someone knocking on the door in the front yard.
There is no way today.
Tonight, the mother-in-law and other people in the Qin family are going to Yueye Tingyu Garden. It is estimated that the maids and servants will go to the garden to make preparations in the afternoon.
He definitely can't go there to practice anymore.
The front yard is also not suitable.
The noise made when practicing the Thunder Fist was so loud that people passing by the door could hear it.
So I can only come to the backyard.
But he didn't plan to practice for too long today.
After hitting it three times in a row and sweating slightly all over, he stopped.
Back to the front yard.
After boiling some hot water in the kitchen, I wiped myself, changed into clean clothes, and returned to my room.
Sit down by the window.
He closed his eyes and calmed his mind first, then opened the book and began to read it carefully.
"A gentleman acts according to his position, and does not wish to go beyond it. If he is rich, he acts like a rich man; if he is poor, he acts like a poor man; if he is among foreigners, he acts like a foreigner; if he is in trouble, he acts like a troubled man. A gentleman is content wherever he goes..."
"Sincerity is self-fulfilling, and the Way is self-fulfilling. Sincerity is the beginning and end of things. Without sincerity, there is nothing. Therefore, a gentleman values sincerity. Sincerity is not just about self-fulfilling…"
Although Luo Qingzhou had memorized these articles in his mind a long time ago, every time he read them again, he would recite them again in his mind word by word.
And every time, it seems that I can have new experiences.
After reading "The Doctrine of the Mean", I read "The Analects of Confucius", "The Book of Changes", "The Book of History", etc.
I've seen all of these.
He flipped through the bookshelf next to him and found that the second son of Qin had brought him a lot of good books last time.
In addition to the books required for the imperial examination, there were also several strange novels, ghost stories, and widely circulated collections of folk legends.
Luo Qingzhou took out the books from the bookshelf, piled them on the desk, and began to read them one by one.
Soon I became addicted to it.
"Outside the southern wilderness there is a volcano that burns day and night. In the fire there is a rat that weighs a hundred pounds. Its fur is more than two feet long and as fine as silk, and can be made into cloth. It lives in the fire all the time, and from time to time it comes out and turns white. If you chase it with water and soak it, it will die. You can take its fur and weave it into cloth..."
"The Prince of Changshan is the grandson of the Grand Minister of Justice. There are many strange things in his house. I once saw a spring stool in his house, which was flesh-red and very smooth..."
Luo Qingzhou was so excited that he couldn't put it down.
Time passes quietly.
Before I knew it, the sun had set.
When Xiaodie knocked on the door, he was awakened from the strange and wonderful story in the book.
I looked out the window and saw that it was already evening.
He calmed himself down, put away the Sun and Moon Bronze Mirror and the dark blue juice on the mirror, then went out and opened the courtyard door.
Xiaodie was standing outside with the food in her hand. When she saw him open the door, she whispered, "Master, are you practicing in the house?"
Luo Qingzhou took the food from her hand, walked back to the courtyard and said, "I'm reading. The second young master Qin sent me some books last time. There were a few very interesting books in them. I was distracted for a while."
Xiaodie asked curiously, "Sir, what book is this? Is it good?"
Luo Qingzhou sat down at the stone table in the courtyard and ate his meal while saying, "If you want to hear ghost stories, I'll tell you tonight."
"Ah! No, I don't want to listen..."
When Xiaodie heard that it was about ghosts, she was so scared that her face turned pale and she waved her hands repeatedly.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
Xiaodie said with a bitter face: "Of course I am afraid, who isn't afraid of ghosts?"
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Have you ever seen a ghost?"
Xiaodie quickly shook her head: "No... I have never seen a ghost. If I had, I would have been scared to death."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her frightened face and thought of the words he had just read in the book.
"The weaker a person is, the more timid and guilty they are, the more likely they are to see ghosts. Ghosts are of the Yin element, and they love to haunt women with heavy Yin energy, men with weak Yang energy, people with illnesses, and those who are timid and nervous when walking alone in the dark..."
"When Yang Qi is strong, ghosts are afraid; when Blood Qi is strong, ghosts are afraid; when courage is strong, ghosts are frightened... If you encounter ghosts, overcome your fear, be fearless, bravely rebuke them, be righteous and energetic, and the ghosts will retreat..."
There are warriors and monsters in this world, but I wonder if ghosts really exist
Luo Qingzhou thought secretly in his heart and lowered his head to eat.
This little girl is timid. I can’t talk to her about these things anymore, otherwise she will have nightmares at night.
With his current energy and blood, even if he encounters ghosts, the other party probably won’t dare to approach him.
Thinking of ghosts, spirits, and the wandering souls who had lost consciousness, were alone and wandering aimlessly in the dark, he suddenly thought of his mother.
After her mother was murdered, she could not be buried in the Luo family tomb due to her low status.
At that time, no one in the Luo family was even willing to give up a small piece of land for him to bury his mother.
The eldest lady said something that he always remembered: How could such a lowly woman like this dirty the land of our Luo family? She has affected the feng shui of our Luo family. Even if she is reincarnated as a cow or a horse in the next life, it will be difficult to forgive her sin!
So in the end, he had to bury his mother in the mountains outside the city.
That forest was only a few kilometers away from the village where his mother and he used to live.
When people from that village died, they would sometimes be buried in that forest.
So my mother can be said to have returned to her hometown and rest in peace.
However, the hatred brought about by this incident has always been buried deep in his heart.
Thinking about it now, I still grit my teeth in hatred.
The Luo family's actions, as well as the cold-bloodedness and meanness of the eldest lady and Luo Yannian, were deeply engraved in his bones, and even if he changed his soul, he would find it difficult to forget them.
He will always remember this hatred and the murder of his mother!
only…
I don't know whether my mother was buried there as the books said, becoming a wronged soul wandering alone and helpless in the dark because she died unjustly and couldn't let him go, or whether she had already been reincarnated and became a human being again.
Thinking of this, Luo Qingzhou felt a little unappetizing.
How wonderful it would be if we could open our third eye as recorded in the book and see ghosts and spirits.
That way, he wouldn't be afraid.
He would go to his mother's grave and to the forest to take a good look.
Maybe I can see that weak and pitiful woman again, see that familiar and kind face, and then talk to her, chat with her, and accompany her gently.
Even though she no longer has a body or memories...
Luo Qingzhou finished his meal while thinking about random things.
at this time.
Night has fallen.
A full moon rises into the sky.
The small courtyard was illuminated in a blanket of white.
Luo Qingzhou returned to the room, took out the sun and moon bronze mirror from under the bed, placed it on the desk in front of the window with the moon carved on it facing up, and prepared to light a lamp to continue reading.
The bright moonlight poured in through the window lattice and fell into the mirror, and the moonlight in the mirror became dim and blurred.
Luo Qingzhou took a casual look and was suddenly stunned.
He thought he had seen it wrong.
He stretched his head all the way forward again, with his face facing the mirror, blocking the moonlight from the window. Just like before, he could not see himself in the mirror!
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the bronze mirror on the table and faced himself again.
He stood with his back to the window, the moonlight falling on his body and on his cheek into the dark mirror carved with the moon.
He suddenly appeared in the mirror again.
But that face was not only eerie and strange, it also twisted and floated like mist.
It looks extremely hideous and terrifying!