Bone

Chapter 83

The four of them left the hustle and bustle of the city behind, withdrew from the street full of shops, and walked onto the trail.Both sides of the path are full of ordinary people's houses, and the ears turn from noisy to quiet, replaced by the sound of children playing, gossiping, birds chirping... It is peaceful and beautiful.

The two little leaves always entered the world to get rid of evil spirits, rarely when they walked quietly on the street, they felt fresh when looking at everything, and now there was no senior brother by their side, the two of them relaxed their movements a lot, half unable to hold back Curious in my heart, half caring about the "bad luck" that the two of Qin called, every time I passed by a house, I tried to look into the courtyard of the house, but Qin Nianjiu knocked me down several times before I stopped.

Ye Jinzhu clutched his painful forehead, and stared at Qin Nianjiu daringly, "...you won't even let me see, how can I find clues?!"

"..." Qin Nianjiu rolled his eyes back at him, "Look, you'll see the wife changing her clothes later, I'll see how your elder brother treats you."

As soon as Fu Duanshui was mentioned, Ye Jinzhu became wilted, and kicked the stone in a sullen way, "How do I find it..."

Tan Fengyue said lightly: "Look for it according to your fate."

Qin Nianjiu also felt a headache, and was about to say another way, try divination or something, when suddenly someone said: "I'll step on it, I'll step on it, I'll step on your little head—"

Without even thinking about it, he knocked Ye Jin hard one by one, "Why are you swearing!"

Ye Jin was stunned, "I didn't..."

"Cough——" Ye Yunting pointed cautiously at a street corner not far away, "It came from over there, it seems that someone is performing the technique of 'beating a villain'..."

"..." Qin Nianjiu touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and rubbed Ye Jinzhu's head as compensation, "Go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Jinzhu to react, he dragged Tan Fengyue and Ye Yunting, who was laughing uncontrollably, and walked over quickly.

In vain, Ye Jinzhu glared at Qin Nianjiu angrily, stomped a few steps, and then reluctantly followed up to see what happened—then he was stunned, "This..."

It's no wonder that evil cultivator misheard just now, he has a baby face, and his voice is soft, but there are a group of people who are bouncing around the street corner, chanting the "little man's formula" while jumping. big kids.

"I step on, I step on. I step on your little head, so that you will never come out; I step on, I step on. I step on your little hand, so that you will not accept money; Stepping on your little man's neck, trampling on you until you fall asleep and never wake up—"

In the cool shade covered by the courtyard wall, several children clapped their hands and danced on the small squares drawn on the ground. The few children who failed to play held the branches of the trees and beat the ground with their hands, bursts of laughter arose. The birds on the treetops couldn't rest in shock.

It was supposed to be a childish and beautiful picture, but it was a bit chilled by the incantations they chanted.

"..." Ye Jinzhu was dumbfounded, "...who taught them this?"

This technique of "beating the villain" is really a kind of witchcraft, it can suppress the villain and transfer luck for oneself, but this technique itself is a bit sinister, before performing this technique, one must first report to God, After this operation, you have to throw beans to dispel it, pray for blessings and throw the bamboo, so that you can get rid of disasters... You must know that words have spirits. Like them, they only recite mantras without praying to God. If you recruit yourself, you will transfer your good luck!

When he was shocked, Qin Nianjiu strode forward and stopped their game sharply.

The child was playing happily, but was suddenly interrupted, and looked at this handsome adult who appeared out of nowhere with a puffy face, "... who are you! We don't care how we play!"

Tan Fengyue and Qin Nianjiu stood side by side, looking at the group of children coldly, "Who taught you this game?"

"..." The child was a little afraid of this cold-faced man in Tsing Yi for no reason. Playing like this, I want you to take care of it!"

Qin Nianjiu wanted to say something more, but the leading child snorted and made a face at him, "Ignore them, let's go, let's go play somewhere else!"

After that, you pull me and I pull you and run away in a swarm.

"..." Qin Nianjiu was almost stunned by the anger of these little brats, "I don't know what's good..."

...Growing up playing this kind of game since they were young, who is going to be bad if they don't?

During a period of silence, Ye Yun paused and said "Hey", stepped forward to pick up the branch left by the child, held it in his hand and looked it over several times, "Is this a locust tree branch?"

As soon as he reminded them, everyone looked up at the trees planted around them. In front of the house, behind the house, on both sides of the road, beside the pool and the river, there were mulberry trees, willow trees, pagoda trees, poplar trees, neem trees...it was really something that beckoned. What to plant, the "Five Ghost Trees" are all planted, or the same sentence-living in such a place, whoever will be moldy?

"There are... trees in every household? What else..." Seeing two strange things, Ye Jinzhu felt that something was wrong when he looked at everything, and figured out what would happen if there was something wrong here, and draw inferences from one instance In a blink of an eye, I saw the portraits of door gods pasted on the doors of the houses, "Is there something wrong with these door god stickers..."

The statues of the door gods are pasted on the door to drive away disasters, ward off evil spirits, and welcome blessings. If there is nothing wrong with the portraits of the door gods, as long as the city people return home from the gate, they will be able to get rid of the bad luck on their bodies. Tan Fengyue took a closer look The statue of the door god on the gate of the courtyard couldn't bear to look straight away again, "...well, there is nothing right about this place."

The door god portrait reprinted from the woodcut depicts two gods, wrapped in silk, standing on cirrus clouds, holding a long sword and golden mace, with a dragon and a tiger lying down. The tiger in question is a crouching tiger, and the dragon is a coiling dragon—sleeping, and the fluttering long silk is entangled with the weapons in the hands of the two gods—and restrained... What use can this be?

Finding out what's wrong with this place, Ye Yunting became even more confused, "But... if it is said that there are traitors who intend to harm the people in the city, why do they just let them have a little bad luck instead of—" Do something more insidious?

……indeed.Qin Nianjiu thought: "Luck and luck, no loss and no gain. If someone is unlucky, someone will be lucky... So many people have been affected by bad luck, where did their original luck go... Collected Accumulated, but a big fortune."

"..." Tan Fengyue listened to him reading, narrowing her eyes thoughtfully, "Tell me, if such a fortune is passed on to others, is it enough to bring a dying emperor back to life? "

……

The unitary time has not yet arrived, and the harvest is already quite rich.Tan and Qin walked towards the tea booth with deep thoughts, and the two little leaves trailed behind with heavy footsteps, whispering to each other, "No way...the national teacher Wuming is really secretly mobilizing the people's luck for the emperor." ...? Isn't this going against the sky...?"

"There is still such a skill..."

"The national teacher is really not a good stubble..."

"Go back and report to senior brother..."

The two talked while walking, and when they got close to the tea pavilion, they caught a glimpse of Tan and Qin's footsteps, followed their gazes, and there was a group of blurred human figures sticking close to them!

Ye Yunting looked serious, and blurted out: "Where is the ghost!"

After investigating strange events all day long, Ye Jinzhu pulled out his long sword without thinking like a frightened bird, and stabbed at the group of phantom figures——

Qin Nianjiu hurriedly pulled Sanjiu behind him, took the black umbrella to block Ye Jinzhu's long sword, and said in surprise, "Do you have yin and yang eyes?"

Seeing him protecting the ghosts, the two little leaves frowned, and were about to say something, Tan Fengyue waved and compiled a "Zhaoling Appearance" and pasted it on Sanjiu's forehead, and pulled him out, "This is our The ghost servant boy of the two has just returned from an investigation. Don't make mistakes."

...It's really worthy of being an evil cultivator from the sect, who actually enslaved the little devil to do things for him.Why?So, the child who spoke in the sound transmission paper crane that day was this brat?Ye Jin put his sword back into its sheath one by one, looked at the brat curiously, saw that he was sticking his tongue out at him with his eyelids open, so he stuck his tongue back with his eyelids open, and scolded him more, "Stinky brat!"

Qin Nianjiu held down Sanjiu in time to prevent him from replying, "How did you guys see him?"

"Why can't you see it?" The little ghost couldn't reply, Ye Jinzhu thought he was better than the little ghost, and said triumphantly: "We are born like this, why are we two talented?"

"...Where?" Ye Yunting is always modest, "I can only see some shapes and phantoms vaguely. I just saw this... er, brother ghost's figure is more solid, so I mistook him for a ghost... ... A misunderstanding, what an offence."

Originally, Sanjiu was not allowed to appear in front of them, just in case, fearing that they, as members of the sect, would feel something, but he didn't expect these two little leaves to be able to vaguely see his human form... Qin Nianjiu inevitably admired the two brothers After a few minutes, I forgot to press Sanjiu for a moment, and then I heard Sanjiu yell: "Who is your ghost brother, who is so familiar, bah! Don't talk about business, come up and draw your sword at me!"

Ye Jin heard one by one and wanted to draw his sword again, "What are you talking about!"

Seeing that these two are about to fight, Tan Fengyue separated them a bit first, and said to Sanjiu: "Business? What did you find in the west of the city?"

When Xianjun came forward, Sanjiu naturally had no choice but to be honest, glared at Ye Jin one by one, and then replied in a low voice: "It is true that I have discovered something... the smell in the city is too offensive, I can't stand it, so I will give you a few words." I ran to the cemetery outside and talked to some ghosts—"

"Ha!" Ye Jinzhu remembered the hatred of that glance and insisted on choking him, "Who knows that ghosts don't remember their past events, what can you find out if you chat with them?"

"I haven't finished my sentence yet. It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry." Sanjiu said unforgivingly, and gave him a hard look. "They don't remember things, but they have tombstones. Their tombstones are engraved With the date of death, I found that among the dead in the past two years, there are surprisingly many people born on October [-]rd, and there are both men, women and children!"

Qin Nianjiu was slightly taken aback, "Do you know how they all died?"

"Hey, I asked about that too." Sanjiu tugged at Gui Jun's hand as if asking for credit, "They died less than two years ago, and they barely remembered the cause of their death, but they all said it was——they died suddenly for no reason. Yes, it was fine the day before..."

Sudden death, the same birthday... Relating to the earlier discovery, Qin Nianjiu turned his head stiffly and looked at Tan Fengyue, "When the former palace... girl mentioned to us the various effects of the forbidden technique, did you say that there is a 'reversal of luck'? Fate' this crop?"

Hearing his question, the two little leaves were also stunned. Could it be that the national teacher is using forbidden techniques to divert the people's luck and kill the people's lives, so as to save the emperor's life?

Tan Fengyue pursed her lips and said nothing, she already recognized the matter seven or eight percent in her heart.

After regaining his senses for a moment, Ye Yunting bowed his head with his sword in his arms and said, "When we go back to our orders, please ask the prince to see when the emperor's birthday is."