Suddenly feeling something soft and warm slipping over the back of his hand, as if being licked by a puppy, Shen Lou's fingertips couldn't help trembling slightly. It was only because the child was curious, and for fear of scaring him, he restrained himself from pretending not to know.
It took a while to open the coffin for an autopsy. Dong Shichuan's conclusion was similar to Lin Xin's, but at this time there was no skill that could make people lose their souls, so he guessed that he had encountered some kind of monster.
"Half a year ago, a strange thing happened in Dahuang. The whole family had just married a bride, but they died overnight. Only the bride was alive. She was just stupid for a while and didn't remember what happened. Huan Xinghai sent people there, I found out that the death of that family member is really terrible!" Mr. Dong said three sighs and said about the book, which attracted everyone's ears to listen.
"But like my son, is the skin all ruined?" Zhao Wanhu was anxious to know the cause of his son's death, and was impatient to listen to the long foreshadowing.
"That's not true, but it's also soulless." Seeing that Zhao's family didn't support him, Higashishikawa smacked his lips eagerly, and directly talked about the result, "After inspection, it was found that there are traces of soul-swallowing gu carvings near the Great Wilderness."
Shen Lou listened calmly, noncommittal. He knew about this matter, those people just lost their souls, but their souls were still there, and their horrific deaths were all caused by the grievances of the bride who was robbed after death.
"Soul-swallowing Gu carving..." Hearing this word, the Zhao family was a little flustered. This is a very famous monster in "Story of Foreign Objects". It is shaped like a sculpture but has minions and different horns. It enters the door at night and devours souls. Legend has it that a hundred years ago, a large number of people died because of this. The imperial court ordered a siege, and the family of cultivators dispatched one after another, and then they killed this monster. Now it has appeared again, and it also appeared in their home!
Just at this time, the servant came to report, "Second Young Master is awake."
The second young master of the Zhao family was in a coma for a day and a night, and the doctor couldn't find out the cause of the disease. Now that he finally woke up, Mrs. Zhao couldn't sit still immediately, and she pleaded guilty and went to the backyard to see her son.
"I also want to see the second young master." Lin Xin whispered to Zhao Wanhu.
He was clearly the master of the family, yet he called his cousin "Young Master". The people in Huanxinghai were a little surprised, but the Zhao family, who were used to hearing it, didn't feel anything wrong for a while. Zhao Wanhu tried his best to appear as a good uncle in front of outsiders, and said kindly: "Xin'er has a heart, let's go."
With Zhao Wanhu's approval, Lin Xin looked at Shen Lou questioningly again.
What does the Marquis of the Deer want to do, even the emperor doesn't need to ask, when did he have such a cute appearance? Shen Lou felt soft in his heart when he saw it, and nodded slightly, signaling him to take it easy.
Shen Qingque really likes well-behaved people, Lin Xin who ran out of the mourning hall curled his lips, in the previous life, Shen Lou didn't look good every time he saw him, presumably he couldn't understand his surly temper. Now that she unexpectedly met Shen Lou early, she had to make a good impression on him no matter what.
Rubbing his fingers, recalling the feeling he had just touched, Lin Xin couldn't help but secretly laughed. The little boy's hands feel as cool and smooth as jade, and I don't know if there are thin calluses on the base of his fingers... It would be even better if he could touch a dick...
Entering the second young master's courtyard, Lin Xin immediately put away the slightly wretched smile on his face, shrunk his shoulders, slid down the wall and stood under the window of the bedroom, trying to minimize his sense of existence.
"My son, did Xie Tianhe harm you?" Mrs. Zhao burst into tears when she saw her youngest son sitting on the bedside with dull eyes.
"Xie Tianhe?" The second young master looked bewildered, he couldn't remember how he fell into a coma, he couldn't even remember many past events, and if he thought about it too much, he would get a headache.
"You didn't become a fool, tsk." Lin Xin broke his short hands, but his strength was still too weak. The excitement was not seen, and the loving mother and filial son behind him did not notice, Lin Xin sauntered into Mrs. Zhao's yard with his hands behind his back.
Although he was very happy to see Shen Lou, but beauty is not enough for food, the most urgent thing is to leave the Zhao family as soon as possible and find his unreliable master.
The people in Mrs. Zhao's courtyard were already used to his coming and going, so they had no defense against this cowardly and useless Third Young Master. Only Mrs. Zhao's eldest maid, Chunshui, was in the room.
"Sister Chunshui, Madam asked you to give me ten taels of gold." Lin Xin opened his innocent eyes and stretched out his hand to Chunshui.
"What are you doing with the gold?" Chun Shui asked suspiciously.
"It's for that Mr. Dong, Ma'am said something about Huan Xinghai, and she wants to ask the second young master to go too." The child's words were confusing, but it didn't prevent Chun Shui from understanding. This is to give gifts to the people around Shizi, so that they can help to say good things, so that the second young master can follow Shizi to Huanxinghai.
Chun Shui, who thought he understood, immediately opened the box and gave him a bag of twelve pieces of gold.
The eldest young master died unexpectedly, and the second young master lost his memory for a short time. This coincided with the experience of Dahuang's family, and made Dong Shichuan's guess even more certain.
"Since that's the case, let the eldest son rest in peace." Shen Lou didn't want to say much, and left the mourning hall with his sleeves thrown away, and attributed this matter to the Soul Devouring Gu Eagle.
After the matter was found out, the Shen family members were about to leave.
There may be a Soul-swallowing Gu Eagle hidden in the house, how dare Zhao Wanhu let Shen Lou go, begging the son to stay for one more day, so that the masters of Huan Xinghai can help to investigate the monster, "The son came from a long way, if you don't need a meal Simple meal, this subordinate will not be ashamed to see the Duke of the country in the future."
After bowing his waist and speaking, Zhao Wanhu only felt a line of sight fall on the top of his head, and instantly looked at himself from the inside to the outside, and his heart suddenly thumped.
After a long silence, just when Zhao Wanhu thought that the son was about to lose his temper, Shen Lou said "yes" and ordered Huang Ge to lead people to search the mountain.
Zhao Wanhu was overjoyed, and immediately invited his son to sit in the warm pavilion with the best decoration.
In the Northern Territory, everything belongs to the Shen family. For a family like the Zhao family who has low immortal skills and lives only on the shadow of their ancestors, they have to rely on the breath of Huan Xinghai to survive. On this occasion, it is natural to let the son show his face.
Therefore, Mrs. Zhao didn't care that the youngest son was still in a daze, and ordered someone to tidy him up, then dragged him to the face of the son, saying that he was having dinner with the son.
"Your Majesty, please be quiet, please don't disturb me." The maid in purple stood guard in front of the warm pavilion, squinting haughtily at Zhao Wanhu, who had brought his family to "accompany the meal". This maid's name is Zishu, and like the guard named Huangge, she is Shen Lou's personal attendant and a cultivator from Huanxinghai. A gold-plated cloud-patterned sword hung on his waist, and a radiant deer glass was inlaid on the hilt, and the aura lingered in his movements, which was definitely not a good match.
Shen Lou looked at Zhao Ershao's typical three-eyed eyes of the Zhao family, feeling very impatient, and said coldly, "Call Ashin over."
Lin Xin, who was about to climb over the wall and leave with a bag of gold in his pocket, was brought to Shen Lou again in disgrace. Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Ershao, who made trouble, were driven back by Zhao Wanhu.
"How did you get into such a mess?"
The snow-white cotton robe that he had just put on yesterday was now full of mud spots, and the thin hemp rope on his head flew somewhere. In the morning, he was still a fair and pleasant little prince, but in the blink of an eye he turned back into a little beggar.
Hearing this, Lin Xin knew that Shen Lou's useless disease of benevolence and righteousness had flared up again. This man was decisive in fighting and commanding thousands of troops on the battlefield, but he couldn't change his disease of pity for the weak. This is Shen Lou's weakness and the only place that can restrain him.
"I went to the kitchen to get food, and accidentally fell." Lin Xin raised his head, eyes as bright as black sea pearls, and looked over pitifully.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Shen Lou frowned, feeling a sharp pain in his heart, this person couldn't even eat enough when he was a child! He signaled Lin Xin to sit down next to him, and pinched a piece of pastry to feed him.
Lin Xin's hands were dirty, and it was inconvenient to reach out, so he put his hands behind his back, opened his mouth obediently, and finished a piece of dessert in two bites. Because of his eagerness to eat, his mouth bulged like a little squirrel stuffed with nuts. Shen Lou felt his fingertips start to itch again, coughed lightly, raised his eyes and said to Zhao Wanhu: "If I want to ask this son to be my attendant, would Mr. Wanhu be willing?"
The author has something to say: Note: princes and princes can call themselves "solitary"
small theater:
Lou Lou: I asked him to warm my bed, are you moved
Zhao Wanhu: dare not move, dare not move