Jiajing Spiritual Records

"Let's go?" When Su Xian came, he was riding only one horse. He stepped on the horse, held the rein with one hand, and stretched out his hand to Ning Huan.Ning Huan was taken aback, his face blushed immediately, he slapped Su Xian's hand away, and muttered: "I don't sit in the front, what's the matter?"

Su Xian changed his serious appearance just now, and put on a playful smirk, the corners of his mouth slightly grinning, revealing his canine teeth.Ning Huan snorted, curled his lips and ignored him, and got on the horse directly.

"Where are we going next?" Ning Huan has already made up his mind to investigate the matter of Yaozhuang. Do you want to go back to Yan's house or..."

"No hurry." Suxian said, "The real image of the voodoo god is still there, and the Gu king will not leave for a while, so if he kills it now, it will easily scare the snake."

Ning Huan pursed his lips: "Then where are we going now?"

Suxian looked at the whitening sky in the east, thought for a while and said: "It's almost dawn, let's go, I'll take you to the wonton stall in the south of the city for breakfast."

Ning Huan was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out why he had to run from the north to the south of the city to eat breakfast, but he nodded, "That's fine."

Fog gradually formed around, and the air was filled with cold humidity. "Let's go." Su Xian turned the horse's head.

Ning Huan turned his head and stared at the dilapidated Yaozhuang in the blue-white mist. "Old lady Yao died, those snakes brought the old house back to Yin Road." Su Xian didn't turn his head, but he seemed to know what Ning Huan was thinking.

Ning Huan asked suspiciously: "Yin Road?"

"It's the way ghost messengers and dead people go." Su Xian said.

Ning Huan suddenly thought: "By the way, why is the Yaozhuang I saw today different from yesterday?"

"Yao Zhuang is in the Yin-Yang world. You can see a different scene from the Yin-Yang Road when you come from the Yin-Yang Road. What's the matter? Did you see the ghost?" Su Xian asked.

"Hmm..." Ning Huan murmured, "I didn't see... I saw a group of wild ghosts without eyeballs." Ning Huan remembered the group of white-clothed men on the ancient road, no, Yin Road, his face turned pale.

"Dead people can be scared like this." Su Xian snorted lightly, and cursed with a smile, "That's all!"

Ning Huan replied, "Isn't it because of the dead that people are afraid?"

Su Xian snorted: "It's just a lonely ghost, even if a ghost messenger comes, I can beat ten of them by myself."

"Bragging!"

It was still early, but many stalls had already been set up in the morning market in the south of the city.Su Xian led Ning Huan to a small stall and ordered two bowls of wontons.Su Xian was wearing casual clothes today, and the two of them buried their heads in eating breakfast, but they didn't attract many people's attention.

"Are you full?" Su Xian asked with his chin lazily propped up, looking at Ning Huan who was devouring.

Ning Huan finished the last bit of soup in the bowl, and belched contentedly.He raised his head, touched his stomach and said with emotion: "I said, why did you come from the north of the city to the south of the city to have breakfast? This wonton is so delicious!"

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and there was a small lantern hanging in front of the wonton stall.Su Xian smiled: "Well, I didn't come here to treat you to breakfast."

"Ah?" Ning Huan looked puzzled, Su Xian raised his chin towards a shop not far away, "This is for it, do you know 'beauty skin'?"

Ning Huan was taken aback: "'Beauty skin'? You mean the rice paper shop in the south of the city?"

Su Xian raised his eyebrows: "So you know?"

Ning Huan nodded: "I know. I have 'beauty skin' at home, and my cousin gave me one after returning to Beijing."

Su Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Huan with a slightly complicated expression.Ning Huan asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

Su Xian shook his head: "I'm afraid you will scold me if I say it out, so I'll show you what that 'beauty skin' is made of with your own eyes later."

Ning Huan was stunned, feeling an ominous premonition.He hesitated and asked: "You...you don't mean that... that thing is weird, right?" Ning Huan became more and more confused when he thought of the various demons and ghosts he had encountered in the past half month and Su Xian's entangled expression. I think I guessed it right.

"That's not it."

"Then..." Su Xian hissed and pinned Ning Huan's shoulders. At this time, the rice paper shop with its closed door opened in the distance, and a graceful woman stepped out.

"Do you know who she is?" Su Xian lowered his voice.Ning Huan looked at him puzzled, "A month ago Qian Mian returned to Beijing and brought a woman back from Miaojiang, and he placed her here."

Su Xian twitched his lips in mockery, "How could Qian Mian, a native of the Central Plains, be so proficient in those Miaojiang voodoo techniques? I suspected that this woman was the Miaojiang grass voodoo, and she was always planning behind it."

"Grass Gu Po?" Ning Huan stared blankly at the beautiful young woman in front of him, and frowned slightly, "Could it be that she killed the Yan family?"

"pretty close". "Su Xian said, "But there is one more thing that I always find strange.Yan Ziyan can be regarded as a well-known businessman in the capital, and he does not want to associate with dignitaries on weekdays.So what exactly did Qian Mian promise him to make him willing to risk his life to refine Gu for him? "

Ning Huan pursed his lips and shook his head.Although Granny Yao mentioned that the purpose of practicing Gu is to save people, but who is it to save?

The woman took out seven carved long boxes from the shop and placed them at the door one by one. Her graceful figure and gorgeous skirts attracted the attention of many people. The crowd rushed up in a swarm. It was obvious that they were all waiting here early. Want to buy 'beauty skin'.Su Xian stood up, pressed Ning Huan's shoulder, and signaled him to stay where he was, while he strode towards the woman.

Suxian was wearing black casual clothes today, with a milky white double-breasted jacket with bright silk surface on the back, and an ivory jade pendant on his right waist.Ning Huan snorted, he really didn't have to write "I have money" on his face.

Bai Jun's face and playful attire quickly caught the woman's attention, and the woman walked over with light steps: "My lord, what do you need?"

Su Xian stopped in front of the shop for a while, glanced at the goods displayed outside, pointed to one of the long boxes and asked, "How do you sell this?"

"This one costs 500 taels of silver. But if you want to buy it, I can give you a little bit cheaper." The woman smiled.

"No need." Su Xian took out a 500 tael bank note from his pocket and handed it to her directly. "My lord is refreshing." The woman took the bank note in Su Xian's hand, and handed over the long box with a smile.

Seeing Suxian approaching, Ning Huan hurriedly stood up to meet him: "What are you buying this for?"

"I found a chance to put something on that grassy Gu woman." Su Xian frowned, and pushed the long box in his hand away in disgust.

"Have you heard of meditation?" Ning Huan shook his head.

Su Xian didn't care about it, he just said: "I put two paper figurines on her body, after meditating, the three souls will directly attach to the paper figurines." Su Xian narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Miaojiang Gu I don't know the technique, but I am an expert in the three cleansing techniques."

Ning Huan was so shocked that he couldn't keep his mouth shut for a long time. Isn't this just the story book saying that the soul is out of his body?real or fake.

"What are the three souls attached to the paper figurine?" Ning Huan asked curiously.

Su Xian gave Ning Huan a sideways look, and wrote "Are you really a fool?"Ning Huan twitched the corners of his mouth, it was the first time he had heard someone speak so righteously about peeping.

The seven long carved boxes were quickly sold out by the crowd, Ning Huan and Su Xian hurriedly found an inn nearby.Ning Huan sat cross-legged on the bed early in the morning. He rubbed the hem of his clothes with an excited expression on his face: "How should you meditate?"

Su Xian looked at Ning Huan's excitement in disgust, he raised his hand and poked Ning Huan's forehead lightly.When Ning Huan came to his senses, he was already in the darkness, and suddenly heard a dull male voice: "Ma'am, you are back."

"How are the goods ready?" The voice was extremely familiar, it was the voice of the woman in the rice paper shop this morning.

The man said obsequiously: "Many of the brothels in the south of the city are closed, and it is difficult to get fresh goods. It happened that there was a long-distance eater (human trafficker) nearby, and I bought a lot from him. Big guy (man)."

Ning Huan thought to himself, what kind of slang is eating a long way?

The woman's voice was sullen and said: "How many times have I said that I don't want men!"

The man was so nervous that his tongue was tied up: "Madam, calm down, little... I will get you some fresh goods." Ning Huan suddenly thought of the notices all over the streets in the south of the city. ?

Ning Huan heard a noise, and the man backed out.A light appeared in front of Ning Huan's eyes, and the furnishings in the house appeared in front of his eyes. He is now a paper doll, and now he is caught between the hundred or so bank notes, unable to move.

Ning Huan looked around carefully, it was a simple women's boudoir, a few sheets of rice paper were placed on the rosewood table, and a brush with dried ink was placed on the corner of the inkstone.The woman walked around the screen and slowly approached the south wall.She put her hand on the hidden space on the wall and pressed lightly, only to hear a "Gala", and a dark passage appeared on the wall.

The fishy and stinky smell came to the nostrils.Ning Huan frowned, but the woman seemed to be familiar with the pungent smell, and walked towards the dark passage expressionlessly on the gold silk embroidered shoe surface.