Xi Ping loves to go to his grandparents' house to play, and the businessman travels all over the world, and he can sometimes go out for sightseeing with him. He has seen how the big shopkeepers in Cui Ji negotiate business—Ding is Dingmao is Mao, how much is the goods, how to get the money, how to pick up the goods...even who should manage the goods on and off the ship, and how to hand them over. To put it on paper, make a deed.
His uncle told him since he was a child that it is not a good thing to talk about everything and talk about it without mentioning the specific arrangement.
The "Tai Sui Xingjun" that Xi Ping carries with him is always concerned about the country and the people, and he is full of words to make a living for the people, but he doesn't mention the key points in vain—so far, he has never said anything about himself. How did it come here, did not say when to leave, how to leave, whether it will harm his "host", and even a verbal guarantee of "will not harm you" was intended to pass.
Xi Ping suspected that the evil spirit took him for a fool who had never seen the world.
Just now he pretended to work hard and flipped through a few introductory classics in Yanhai Building. It turns out that, as the evil spirit said, the "inspiration" of mortals is chaotic, a bit similar to intuition, unlike him, which can channel spirits to the five sense organs.
Even in some classics, "psychic" means "opening of the spiritual orifice".
So here comes the question, since he didn't have a spiritual aperture, why can he be psychic
The "stone cone and cuneiform bone" mentioned by Da Xie Chong gave Xi Ping a little enlightenment-after a person opens the spiritual orifice, the meridians connect to the world, just like there is a "road" that can pass the spiritual energy; Another method is to open another "channel" on the body, so that the spiritual energy can pass through it, and some magical powers in the spiritual orifice period will also be obtained.
From this, Xi Ping speculates that he is able to communicate with psychics now, probably because he has an extra "channel" in his body... This can also explain why Tai Sui clearly did not wake up when he entered the inspiration mustard, but he was still able to communicate with his ears .
In other words, the "Tai Sui Xingjun" attached to him can logically breathe out spiritual energy by himself.
So... why did Xie Chong urge him to open his spiritual aperture early? It's really pitiful to say it, as if only he opened the spiritual aperture, the majestic "Xing Jun" can get a little spiritual energy.
Elder Su said that if you use the "certain tortoise" to ask others, you will touch their inspiration, so Xi Ping only asked himself if he would only be taken away if he opened his spiritual aperture.
The fairy device confirmed his guess... Now Xi Ping almost understands.
What this evil spirit is playing is the idea of "the dove occupying the magpie's nest".
Xi Ping didn't panic - at least not when he found himself possessed by Tai Sui.
At the gate of the Qiankun Pagoda the day before, the scorching pain he suffered seemed to still remain in his bones. Afterwards, Xi Ping's unusual obedience made Da Xiechong think that he had been beaten and calmed down, but he didn't know that it aroused him. ferocity.
For someone Xi Ping likes, it's okay to rub him and rub him, even if he got angry at the time, he doesn't take it to heart after the incident.
But others can't do it. The young master doesn't eat the set of one stick and one sweet date. If anyone dares to hit him with a stick, he will plant him in the soil.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Chen," Xi Ping thought, "I must get rid of the evil spirit you worshiped. If I can still live afterward, your revenge will be mine."
Just don't rush this.
Xi Ping tested Tai Sui as if nothing had happened, and said: "Senior, I offended His Royal Highness the Fourth Highness terribly today, I don't think he will stop until he steps on me. Or you can stop pointing me out and just practice for me."
Tai Sui said indifferently: "Are you ordering me?"
Xi Ping keenly heard that he wasn't angry, so he continued to climb along the pole: "The fourth prince, the direct descendants of the immortal sect, honed their inspiration since childhood, and rushed to enter the inner sect. They have as many spirit stones as they want. But after so many years, I still haven’t opened my spiritual aperture. On the contrary, those disciples... disciples... are still subordinates, alas, what is love? , you must have a secret recipe, right?"
"There is no such thing as a secret book in Xuanmen, each individual has his own fate," Tai Sui said, "If you have nothing to do, don't read the storybooks of You Xia Sanxian."
"Then you have opened the spiritual aperture, and you are familiar with it twice. It is not faster than me groping around by myself? Didn't you also say, senior, that only if I open the spiritual aperture can it be good for you?"
Tai Sui saw that he only "worked hard" for a day before painting the wall, and wanted to find crooked ways to be lazy, and then thought of those casual cultivators who betrayed their close friends and turned against their relatives for the position of a "registered disciple", seeing this kid became even more embarrassing. Feeling pleasing to the eye, he said impatiently: "The spirit orifice grows on your altar and is connected with your mind, how can others cultivate for you?"
Xi Ping let out an "ah" in disappointment, but thought in his heart: No wonder.
No wonder the evil spirit could even control his heartbeat and breathing, but instead of simply taking his body away, it took a lot of trouble to discipline him.
In other words, if he loses his intelligence, goes crazy, or dies, no matter how well his body is preserved, the evil spirit can only parasitize it, and don't even think about successfully seizing it.
And before that, the other party couldn't invade his spiritual altar and spy on his mind and thoughts, only if he was willing to communicate.
Back at Qiuziyuan, Xi Ping saw the white jade was bright at a glance, and there was a letter at home.
Xi Ping had something in his mind, so he didn't look carefully, but just glanced absently.
With just this one glance, he saw that there was a typo in the letter - the word "clothes" was a little missing.
The old lady's eyes were dazzled, and she hadn't read any books, and typos were not new. But the old man told him to add clothes and food every day, and it is unlikely that he would even write this word wrong... Among the people Xi Ping knew, there was only one person who could write the word "clothes" a little less, and that was his third brother, King Zhuang. There is such a word in the imperial concubine's boudoir name, and he wants to avoid his mother's taboo.
Looking at the short note again, besides exhortations, there are a few sentences at the end, to the effect that "grandmother is always confused, and often forgets the front after she says it, so don't be too wordy." At first glance, there is nothing wrong with these words, the old people love to talk about the wheels, but the old lady of their family does not know that she has this problem, because even if the story in her mouth has been told more than ten times, the whole family will still pretend to be tacit. It's the first time I've heard of it.
The more Xi Ping read it, the more he felt that the person who wrote the letter was King Zhuang.
It was given by the third brother, so it was probably not a pair, it was three yuan, and the third brother kept a piece for himself, so he could see the letters written between him and the old lady at the same time, and he could also contact him alone. Based on Xi Ping's understanding of him, if he writes back at this moment, his grandmother should not be able to see it.
To imitate a grandmother's handwriting, it is a child's play for Zhuang Wang, and he deliberately left the last few words, probably because he is afraid that the real old lady will write a letter later, so as to prepare the groundwork in advance.
Xi Ping's thoughts changed sharply, and he knew that it was the fact that he named the half-occasion "Xi Yue" that made his third brother feel that something was wrong.
His heart beat faster involuntarily, and then he was afraid that Tai Sui would find out, so he jumped up and called out to Xi Yue who was standing beside him in surprise: "You! From now on, you are not allowed to peek without my permission. I'm so close, do you hear me?"
Ban Ou was startled by his voice, and then looked over in bewilderment: the moody master seemed to have forgotten about his illiteracy.
"Go out. The old lady is really..." Xi Ping waved his hand at the half-martial, scratching his ears and looking for a pen, while quickly figuring out what he should write and how to tell his third brother about his being possessed.
But just as he was about to write, Xi Ping was startled: No, why didn't the third brother just say something
Why imitate grandma's handwriting and contact him in such a cryptic way
He thought of the golden tortoise in Yanhai Tower. Elder Su said that if he inquired about other people's affairs, he might be caught by the other party's inspiration.
In other words, the degraded fairy artifact is not something that is safe and confidential.
In the blink of an eye, Xi Ping restrained the idea of making small moves.
He collected himself, pretending that the person who wrote the letter had changed, just as usual, flirting with his grandmother, and talking about strange people and strange things around him as usual... Today is mainly "strange people" ". He first carefully drew a blue-faced and long-toothed Xi Yue, and then drew Luo Qingshi next to him—a pretty image, only half doll and half tall.
After writing the letter in a thrilling manner, Xi Ping took out the reincarnated wooden Karma Beast as if nothing had happened: "Senior, how can I use this?"
But Tai Sui was silent for a moment, and said: "I think it's better for you not to write bad things about your senior brother."
Xi Ping: "Huh?"
"White jade is a degraded fairy artifact," Tai Sui said, "The reason why no one likes to make a degraded fairy artifact is because these precious rubbish are full of loopholes. Even half-immortals in the enlightened stage can peep at them at will if they have a little skill. What's more about building a foundation? You just drew Luo Qingshi's ghost picture on the ground, it's no different from humiliating him face to face."
Xi Ping: "...what I draw is not a picture of ghosts."
Tai Sui ignored him.
"No," Xi Ping "suddenly remembered something" and said angrily, "Senior, why didn't you tell me just now?"
"People always have to be taught a few times before they can remember." Tai Sui said coldly, "Xuanmen is not in your world. There are three thousand ways, and you can't imagine what methods and magic weapons others will have. This seat teaches you the first One lesson is to be careful in what you say and do.”
Xi Ping fell silent, his expression obviously dissatisfied.
Tai Sui watched him commit suicide and did not remind him on purpose, because he realized that the correspondence with Xi Ping at this time was not the same as that of the usual letter, so he became suspicious.
But looking at it now, he felt that he should have worried too much: that silly young master didn't know anything about it. And the people on the other side saw him burying Luo Qingshi in such a way and didn't remind him. They seemed to be not very familiar with the matter of "cannot write the name of a master on a degraded immortal weapon", and they are probably mortals who are not familiar with the Taoist rules... Maybe they are embarrassed to express their concern father and brother and the like.
Xi Ping played the role of the young master who has no place to complain about his grievances—he did deliberately use Luo Qingshi to tempt the evil spirit, and by the way secretly sent a letter to his third brother, but he really didn't intentionally "draw ghost pictures" to humiliate anyone.
How can someone deliberately humiliate someone knowing that they can see it, looking for trouble? The portraits he painted are clearly serious portraits!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the big evil was not appreciative, and angrily played with the reincarnation wooden sculpture.
Suddenly, his fingers holding the woodcarving felt slightly chilly, and countless noises exploded in Xi Ping's ears, and he tried to withdraw his hand...but it didn't work.
Tai Sui controlled his hand and held the woodcarving firmly.
"Calm down," Tai Sui said, "Entering meditation, haven't you learned it?"
Xi Ping tried his best to ignore the movement in his ear, closed his eyes, and focused on the space between his brows. Different scenes in front of his eyes flashed quickly, and in an instant, Xi Ping met and separated from countless pairs of cloudy or dim eyes, and finally stopped on the girl's slightly lighter almond eyes.
Ah ring was found.
Ah Xiang handed Chunying a pot of water—Chunying had just scolded the half-scented street without stopping, dragged out the eighteen generations of uneasy and kind-hearted Xianyu ancestors, and defiled them one by one. The old gambler hid in the house and pretended to be Die, I didn't even dare to fart.
However, after such a hearty scolding, the two of them didn't feel much relieved.
Chunying took the little girl around for a day. She has an unbelievably wide range of people, and she seems to be able to get in touch with anyone in the entire southern suburbs. However, even so, they still found nothing. They only found out that this matter was supervised by Jing Zhaoyin himself, and all those arrested had already been sent to prison.
Chunying also found a foreman surnamed Lu on the Nanjiao wharf, who always boasted that he had a brother-in-law who was a soldier in the city defense. This gentleman is a well-known hungry ghost in sex. When he saw Chunying, he squinted and looked her up and down three times, but when he asked if he could find someone to clear up the relationship, he took Harazi back: "What do you say?" Well, if such a big incident happened in the factory area, even the big shopkeeper will be punished, you are a woman, don't go to that one to die!"
Seeing that it was getting late, Chunying bought a bowl of noodles for Ah Xiang, but she didn't eat it herself, so she sat beside her frowning and worrying.
Chunying seems to be very familiar with everything about Ah Xiang and her grandfather, she can blurt out her grandfather's name and his nickname in her hometown, and knows where they live. But Ah Xiang came to Jinping for more than half a year, but he didn't know that his grandfather knew such a person at all, so he couldn't help asking: "Aunt Chun, how did you and my grandfather know each other?"
"None of your business." Chunying said angrily, "Eat your meal."
When she was almost finished eating, Chunying said again: "Go back by yourself after eating, you don't have to worry about your father's business. Go home and change your clothes. Since your father raised you as a boy, you can continue to be a baby boy." Boys—anyway, you can't distinguish between male and female because of your ugly appearance."
Ah Xiang didn't say a word, not wanting to provoke her. She was grateful for this woman she met by chance, and didn't want to have any bad thoughts about Chunying, but this Auntie Chun really didn't speak human words, and if she wanted to be calm under this dog's mouth, she had to have the cultivation base of a Buddha.
After Chunying finished speaking, she set a row of big children for the noodle stall owner, then remembered something, turned around and threw a small silver bead in front of Ah Xiang, and left without saying a word.
It's been a long time... I can't remember how many years ago, at that time she was not as old as the little girl Ah Xiang, her parents were both dead, and she fled to Ling County. That year, there was a rare heavy snowfall in the south of the Yangtze River, which froze the world. In order to survive, her brother sold her for two taels of silver and made her a concubine to the old landlord.
The second young master of the old landlord's house is a scholar... not very smart, he has been studying in elementary school for twenty years without any achievements, but he has a good heart. When this happened, the silly young master felt that his father was worthless, so he paid two taels of silver to ask his family to go to work, "buy" her, and asked her to help with chores throughout the winter to pay off the debt.
In the spring, the silly young master returned the deed of sale to her, and said to her: "The old man is dying, my elder brother may not be able to accommodate me, so I won't keep you. You are smart and good at work. Go to Ning’an or Jinping are both good, if you work as a servant for a rich family, you may not be able to earn a decent reputation. The old lady of a noble family is more expensive than our country lady.”
The second young master's name is Wei Pengcheng, and he can't memorize Qilu in two months, and the locals call him "Wei Er Stupid". The second fool is short of heart, but has a pair of willow-leaf eyes, with a conspicuous red mole on the eyebrow and at the corner of the eye, very handsome, and gave Chunying the most comfortable winter in her life.
After many years, when he asked her for directions with his dim dog eyes in the southern suburb of Jinping, she recognized the pair of red moles at a glance...but she had no face to recall the old days.
Put your mother's shit, Wei Ersha, how easy is it to "earn a face"? Isn't the young master's evening scene miserable!
Chunying dismissed Ah Xiang, straightened her clothes, and knocked on Foreman Lu's door. The foreman usually lives by the canal for the convenience of work, and he only goes home once in ten and a half months. They usually have a small courtyard, which is much better than the coolies sleeping in Datong bunk.
When the surname Lu opened the door and saw her, his eyes lit up: "What do you mean, isn't sister Chunying not taking my work for any money?"
Chunying said nothing, just wiped her temples with a smile.
Foreman Lu thought of something: "What you said this afternoon will not happen."
Chunying walked up gracefully, and blew on his face: "Really?"
"I can't, I..."
Chunying put one hand on his lips: "Then I want you...to slap your face?"
Foreman Lu's eyes flickered for a while, he swallowed, and let Chunying in.
With a "creak", the wooden door shut off the sound of the canal.
Ah Xiang on the street corner curled up in a shaded corner, biting his teeth, his nails almost sunk into the reincarnation wooden sign on his neck.
Xi Ping suddenly opened his eyes and broke away from the dark world: "Senior, can you do anything? Let go of my hand without you, I will write to my grandmother and my father..."
Tai Sui: "Oh, how are you going to explain it to your father?"
Xi Ping's mind was spinning very fast: "Let's say that I accidentally touched some fairy artifact in Qianxiu Temple and saw it. My father is a mortal, and he doesn't know anything about fairy artifacts. He doesn't know if he makes up any true and false."
Tai Sui thought: That must be the owner of another piece of white jade.
Xi Ping: "Senior, don't worry, I never let him see that I have fooled my father with nonsense from the editor, let me go, they..."
"Hush," Tai Sui sealed his mouth, and forced him to close his eyes, "Don't make noise, wait."
Xi Ping couldn't speak, and he kept calling "senior" endlessly in his heart.
"What are you waiting for? Didn't you say that she is your disciple? Senior! Senior! Just wait for the big girl and the little girl and it's over!"
Tai Sui ignored him.
On the other side of the Reincarnating Wood, Ah Xiang began to seek medical advice from the gods in a hurry.
Thirty steps away from her, a man roared with obscenities, cracked his whip, and occasionally screamed uncontrollably from the crack of the door.
All the gods and demons looked at her compassionately and calmly, and did not respond to her, listening to her desperately swear.
There seemed to be auditory hallucinations in her ears: Will you give me your life before death, your corpse after death, your current body and skin, and your soul in the future
"I'll give you everything," she thought, "I'll give you everything, help me..."
However, she raised her head and found that there was no one around.
Ah Xiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a brick, and smashed it towards Foreman Lu's wooden door...
Blood was seen in the chaotic night, and the blood was smeared on the reincarnation wooden sign, and the girl's oath of "I will give you everything" was printed on it.
As soon as the blood soaked into the reincarnated wood, Xi Ping felt a warm touch from the wood carving, and at the same time, a line of words flashed on the divine card on Ah Xiang's chest:
The fire does not go away, and the sound of cicadas is endless.
The scene between Xi Ping's eyebrows fell apart, Ah Xiang disappeared, and he met a pair of male eyes.
The man was tall and tall, and he was wearing the armor of the city defense army. Before Xi Ping could react, he saw ecstasy flash across the man's face, and murmured to him: "Tai Sui!"
"He was arrested from the factory in the southern suburbs the day before yesterday. His name is Wei Pengcheng," Tai Sui said briefly, "Our people."
The man excitedly said: "Yes! The fire doesn't go away, and the cicadas are endless."
Immediately afterwards, the city guards disappeared, and Xi Ping met the white eyes of the old man again.
Tai Sui said: "Lu Zhen at the canal dock, insult my disciple, kill him."
Sen Leng's murderous intent hit Xi Ping's ears, and he was shocked.
The next moment, Tai Sui let go of him, the reincarnating wood in Xi Ping's palm fell to the ground, and all noises and images disappeared. In the silent Qiuzi courtyard, there was only the sound of wood carvings rolling on the floor.
Xi Ping's fingers trembled slightly.
He originally wanted to get the reincarnation wood, and by taking the opportunity of helping the little girl find someone, he might be able to spread some information...
"Senior," he asked in a low voice after a while, "You are so powerful, why didn't you act earlier?"
"A miracle can only be obtained by giving everything you have at the end of the road," the evil spirit said slowly. "Wouldn't it be unfair to others if you fail so easily?"