A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

Wencai took out an iron needle and pierced a little ghost card. The ghost baby's heart felt like it was pierced by a steel needle.

The ghost won't listen, and even an evil ghost can't stand piercing its heart with a sharp needle.

"No, no, from now on you are my father, she is my mother, and I am a good boy."

The little ghost baby rubbed his face with his hands, and immediately his murderous face turned into that of a cute little baby.

"Mom, I miss you so much."

The little ghost baby jumped into Ke Yun's arms.

"My child, you are back."

Ke Yun held the little ghost baby in her arms and thought something was wrong: "How did you grow up? And you don't look like my child."

"Mom, what did I look like before?"

The little ghost baby asked.

Ke Yun fell into memories, and her eyes became fixed.

The little ghost baby took the opportunity to stare at Ke Yun, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

Eyes are the windows to the soul; looking into each other's eyes allows one to glimpse into the soul.

In an instant, the little ghost baby entered Ke Yun's memory and saw a baby with slightly curly hair, a few dimples, and a small black mole on his hand.

The little ghost baby's body was shrinking, its face shape was changing, its hair was becoming curly, and small black moles were growing on its hands.

"Mom, look at me again."

When Ke Yun heard this and saw the little ghost baby, she instantly burst into tears.

"My child, you are really back."

Ke Yun is not completely crazy, she is still somewhat rational inside. When she snatches other people's children, she knows in her heart that they are not her children.

Just like Ye Erniang snatching the child, she was just seeking comfort.

The little ghost baby's transformation technique can read Ke Yun's memory and become exactly the same as Ke Yun's dead baby.

She was holding the little ghost baby and her madness value dropped rapidly.

Wencai remained silent.

Yiping and her daughter, and Adjutant Li and his wife did not expect that Wencai would use this method to treat Ke Yun.

Their mortal eyes couldn't see anything, but they could see Wencai produce two talismans like a magic trick.

Then Ke Yun began to talk to himself in the air.

It seems that the madness has not been cured, but at least he doesn't shout anymore.

He has changed from a martial madman to a literary madman.

Madmen can be divided into two types: literary madmen and martial madmen.

Most of the crazy writers are silly, and some of them cannot distinguish reality from reality and talk to themselves, but no matter what, crazy writers will not hurt anyone.

Violent lunatics are different. They are violent, self-mutilate, and run around hurting people.

Ke Yun is just a terrifying martial arts madman.

Now that Wencai has drawn all these talismans, Ke Yun has become a madman.

"Little ghost baby, from today on, you will take care of your mother. The incense of the Yuanbao candle is missing you."

Wencai communicated with the little ghost baby through his mind.

“This, Master, no, Dad, when will you take me to harm people?”

"Do your job well and take good care of your mother."

Wencai said this from his heart.

Next, Ke Yun began to communicate and chat with the little ghost baby.

The nursery rhyme that Ke Yun sang to the little ghost baby.

Wencai looked at Ke Yun's attributes and found that in just one stick of incense, Ke Yun's madness value had dropped from 80 to 60.

"Dad, Mom, you are so old."

Ke Yun suddenly looked up and stared at the white-haired father in front of him, and said something incomprehensible without any warning.

"Daughter, you finally recognize your parents."

Mrs. Li burst into tears, and Adjutant Li also stood up.

Yiping and her son also had tears in their eyes.

"It's amazing. Casting talismans to cure diseases is hard to believe unless you see it with your own eyes. May I ask where Brother Wencai learned his skills from?"

"My master Lin Ying, also known by his courtesy name Fengjiao, is also known as Uncle Nine."

Wencai answered.

"Uncle Jiu, is that Mr. Zombie, the zombie uncle Lin Jiu who saved Marshal Long?"

Adjutant Li thought of a legend he had heard when he was a warlord.

Marshal Long is a much more powerful commander than Lu Zhenhua.

Back then, Marshal Long was haunted by zombies and ghosts and was almost killed. It is said that he was rescued by a mysterious master and his two disciples.

It turned out that the person in front of him was one of the two disciples of the mysterious master.

For a moment, the rustic Wencai became mysterious in the eyes of Adjutant Li.

"I'm so lucky to have made friends with a little celestial master."

Adjutant Li felt that the bad luck in the front half of his body had been swept away.

What little master, Mr. Zombie, and Uncle Nine.

Yiping on the side didn't understand at all.

But she could understand that the brother in front of her who looked like an old man was truly an extraordinary person.

………………

After a few days, Ke Yun's condition was getting better and better.

When the madness value dropped to 30 points, Ke Yun was almost like a normal person except for occasional absent-mindedness.

"Dad, I gave me a name. From now on, you can call me Li Chongsheng."

The little ghost baby was very excited.

The little ghosts raised by concubines are all stillborn babies from abortion.

The nameless baby ghost is a homeless soul.

The next time Wencai saw the ghost baby was when Li was reborn.

It is discovered that the fate of Li Chongsheng's ghost is tied to Ke Yun and Adjutant Li and his wife.

He is no longer a homeless ghost. Even if his soul is shattered, he can gather it again thanks to the good deeds of the Li family.

Li Chongsheng saw Wencai looking at him and wondered what he would think of the future.

"Don't be angry, Dad. My mother gave me the name. I can change it to Xu Chongsheng."

Li Chongsheng misunderstood Wencai.

On this day, the rain turned from a drizzle into a storm with lightning and thunder.

Yiping was sitting in the room, holding a letter of admission from the Music Department of Shanghai Academy of Arts in her hand.

The tuition fee is one hundred yuan, how can she afford it?

Lu Zhenhua only gave the mother and daughter 20 yuan a month.

The twenty dollars is used to pay for food, drink, defecation and urination, and the three dollars rent.

It's really not enough to just buy clothes and some necessary daily necessities.

The shoes on Yiping's feet were all cracked. Whenever it rained, water would flow into her shoes, becoming damp for a long time and making her feet red.

A while ago, Fu Wenpei fell ill and spent thirty yuan in the hospital.

Now, her family still owes two months' rent.

The landlord has urged her several times, and Yiping feels embarrassed to delay any further.

Yiping misses her childhood in Northeast China very much, when she was a young lady living in a villa.

There are servants, breakfast, and hot water for bathing.

"I have to ask Lu Zhenhua for money. With 200 yuan, I can pay for school and rent, and even buy a new pair of shoes."

Yiping gritted her teeth, stood up and went to the outer room.

Under the oil lamp, Fu Wenpei was mending clothes.

"Mom, no, I need to go get the money. I can't delay the rent any longer."

"Speak nicely, don't let your temper get the better of you, take your umbrella, be careful when it gets dark..."

Fu Wenpei explained.

Yiping opened the door and ran into the rainy night.

"During this rain, Yiping went out. Is it that scene?"

Wencai also pushed open the door of his house. As soon as he entered, he raised his hand and took out a thick black cloth umbrella from the storage space.

It was raining heavily and her vision was blurred. Yiping walked onto the road, completely unaware that someone was following her.

However, even if she discovered Wencai, she just thought it was a coincidence.

She never imagined that someone could see through her fate.

"200 yuan will make this beauty suffer for the rest of her life."

In 1936, 200 yuan was a huge sum of money.

Pork is 1 cents per pound, and eggs are 8 cents.

A strong laborer can only earn 20 or 30 yuan a month after working hard.

Adjutant Li Adjutant Li pulls a rickshaw. In good times he can earn more than 20 yuan a month.

Wencai's entire property amounted to only 500 yuan.

In fact, Wencai could just give Yiping 200 yuan directly.

But the plot of Deep Love would be completely messed up, and Yiping, who is arrogant and stubborn, would definitely not accept, and dared not accept, his money.

Furthermore, simply giving a sum of money would not help the task of marrying Yiping at all.

Money can’t buy heroine.

Unless her mother had an accident and needed money to save her life.

If a person is extremely evil, he can make plans, such as arranging a car accident.

But I can’t write...

Yiping was wearing a red sweater on the upper body and a blue knee-length skirt on the lower body.

With a youthful face of eighteen or nineteen, she is exactly the type of heroine that would charm everyone in a romance movie.

She held up an umbrella that looked like Jigong's broken fan, which covered the front but not the back, and soon her whole body was wet.

"It's strange. Every time I go to that house, it always rains. It's really bad weather."

Yiping gurgled.

Suddenly, a bicycle hit her.