Jiajing Spiritual Records

"Young, young master, what, what's going on? Could it be haunted?" Ning Fu asked with a trembling voice with a pale face.

"Yes, yes. Young master, this place is evil, I think we should leave early?" Ning Gui huddled beside Ning Huan, looking around vigilantly, looking terrified.

Ning Huan lowered his eyes, staring at the tightly covered new soil in front of him, the soil was black, darker than the surrounding sudden color, as if it had been soaked in blood.Ning Huan hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, then let's leave first."

Ning Huan found his father and said goodbye.Father Wang was still wearing the big black clothes. He bowed his body, looked up at Ning Huan, and sighed slightly: "You are the only classmate of Ziqi here. It's not a smooth night, you take this With that said, he took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Ning Huan.

Ning Huan was slightly startled, and looked down at the talisman in his hand. The same yellow paper talisman was not much different from the one Su Xian had given him, so he accepted it after thinking about it.Ning Huan couldn't figure out what the father of the prince meant by the not being peaceful, so Fang wanted to ask, but father of the prince left and disappeared into the crowd.

It was getting darker outside, and the two servants were pressing again.Ning Huan bowed, bid farewell to the people around him, and stepped out of the gate of the palace.The outside is still as deserted and clear as it was when we came here. The white silk "Wang Zhai" is circled on the plaque, and most of the white "Xixi" characters pasted on the doorpost have fallen off, leaving only the outline of the "Xi" character on it.

Ning Gui glanced at the palace behind him, and complained, "Master, where is this place? It's too evil."

Ning Fu also echoed: "Yeah, just now I thought I was going to cheat the corpse. Hey, the young master should come less next time. If the housekeeper finds out that we let you come to this kind of place, it will be a must." Curse."

Ning Huan had something on his mind, even the servants of the two families kept chattering silently.Why is Wang Sheng's coffin a fraud?Could it be that the cause of death has something else hidden?Ever since he just entered the palace, Ning Huan felt that the atmosphere was not right. It seemed that everyone was full of taboos about ghost marriage, and they expected that something would happen to the coffin.Why?

A dark red crescent moon hung in the dark night, and the breeze blew by, taking away the last trace of warmth left in the air during the day.The weeds around made a "rustling" sound, Ning Huan was thinking about his thoughts while riding the horse, but he didn't notice the bluish-white mist gradually rising around him.

"Guest officer, you have to come into the store and have a look, we have everything you need here." An old and slow voice sounded next to his ear, Ning Huan jerked away, only to realize that Ning Fu and Ning Gui beside him had long since disappeared. .

He lowered his eyes and saw that the speaker was a very thin old man, with a hunched back that seemed to be no taller than Ning Huan's horse legs, with deep wrinkles on his face that almost covered the original features, wearing a thick black satin silk clothes.

"Won't the guest come into the store to have a look? We have everything we need in our store, including paper horses, fragrant barley, golden boys and jade girls."

Ning Huan turned his head stiffly, and followed the old man's gaze. Under a string of lanterns that shone with faint green candlelight, a row of goods were strangely displayed in the shop.Paper horses, barley, golden boys and jade girls are indeed true. There is a row of brand-new coffins parked in the store, and a white dress hangs boldly on the wall.

Ning Huan swallowed hard, turned his head, and was facing a dark red plaque not far away, with the inscription "ghost market", and suddenly a chill ran up Ning Huan's spine to the top of his head.The way we came here was gone, the road under our feet was paved with bluestone bricks and tiles, and there were shops made of gray and white stones on both sides. Three or two people in mourning clothes passed by Ning Huan's side expressionlessly, surrounded by With a low yell. "Guest officer, what do you need?"

Ning Huan glanced around, looking for an opportunity to leave, at this time the bustling ghost market suddenly gave way, and in the hazy mist, he saw a group of people coming from a distance, four paper-made children carrying a sedan chair He stopped in front of Ning Huan.The leading boy bowed respectfully to Ning Huan, and said, "Young Master, my master is here to invite you."

Ning Huan was slightly taken aback, and asked calmly: "Who is your master?" Zhizha Boy didn't speak, but lowered his head meekly, quietly maintaining his original movements while waiting for Ning Huan to get on the sedan chair.Ning Huan frowned and scanned the stagnant ghosts around him, gritted his teeth and finally got on the sedan chair.

The paper-tied boy finally stopped in front of a mansion gate. Ning Huan got off the sedan chair, looked up, and saw a few red "Xixi" characters pasted on the doorpost, and two strings of red lanterns adorning the surroundings. The windless ghost city is still swaying, and the door plaque in the middle is engraved with the word "Wang's House" in red paint.

Ning Huan was taken aback, he probably guessed who the owner of this house would be.The door opened from the inside with a "squeak", and Wang Sheng came out. He was still wearing the bright red bridegroom's clothes in the daytime, but he still looked like he was in life, with clean and handsome features.

"You..." The rotten and bloated corpse was still in Ning Huan's mind. He thought about the words for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

"Lang Jun, is the guest here?" A woman stepped out from inside, wearing a red wedding dress that Ning Huan had seen during the day, wearing a phoenix crown, with a smile on her face.I don't know if it was Ning Huan's illusion, but the moment Wang Sheng saw the woman beside him, his expression became extremely stiff.

"This is my wife." Wang Sheng lowered his head, his voice was always timid, as if he was afraid of something.

The woman chuckled lightly, her voice a little hoarse: "Mr. Sir, since it's a guest, why don't you invite the guest to come in and sit down." Wang Sheng hesitated for a while, looked at Ning Huan for a moment, and he bit Biting his lips as if he was determined to say something, he was suddenly pushed gently by the woman beside him, "Mr. Sir, the guests are still waiting outside, what are you thinking?" The woman's tone was soft, but Wang Sheng flinched suddenly For a moment, he lowered his eyes and dared not raise his head, and said slowly: "Brother Ning, long time no see, please come in and talk."

Unexpectedly, Ning Huan also gradually realized that something was wrong, he smiled and declined and said: "To tell you the truth, Brother Wang, I was invited here by you, and my two servants are still waiting outside. If we don't see each other for a while Look at me, I'm afraid you'll be worried. If there's anything, just talk about it here." Ning Huan rolled up his sleeves, put his hands in the cuffs, and there were a few yellow talismans that he asked Su Xian for a few days ago. .

Wang Sheng carefully glanced at the woman beside him, but heard her say: "How can this be done? The guests are waiting at the door, so there is no reason not to invite them in."

Ning Huan secretly thought something was wrong, and silently took half a step back: "I, I think I won't bother you." As he spoke, he was about to turn around and run away, but he didn't expect to see the woman standing upright beside him. behind.

The woman's face was gloomy, half of her face was covered by the shadow under the phoenix crown above her head, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her hoarse voice uttered a sharp tone: "Since you're here, there's still reason to go."

The woman twisted her smile, and stretched out her hand to pull Ning Huan into the door, but was suddenly pushed back by a golden light on Ning Huan's body.She was stunned, at this moment, Wang Sheng rushed up and hugged the woman's waist, and shouted at Ning Huan: "Run away." After speaking, Ning Huan was pushed out of the gate of the palace by a burst of force, and he faintly heard the woman's voice in a trance Sneered, "Hmph, my son died in my hands, yet he dared to fight me."

Ning Huan didn't get over it, he only heard someone shouting behind him: "Young master, young master!"

Ning Huan humbly replied: "Here it is!" Ning Fu and Ning Gui rushed over after hearing the sound.

Ning Gui wiped the cold sweat off his brow: "Master, where have you been? Why did you disappear in the blink of an eye? It scared me to death."

Ning Huan stared blankly at the yellow talisman in his hand, it must have saved him just now.The yellow talisman in his hand was given by the prince before he left, and it has completely changed at this time, the mantra on it is shining with a blood-red light, and it seems to be reorganized into another row of characters, Ning Huan looked at it for a long time He couldn't understand it, so he put it back on his cuff, and waved to Ning Fu and Ning Gui. He was already exhausted, so he just yelled weakly: "Let's go back and talk about it."

The next day, while Ning Huan was still lying on the bed, he heard the report from the servant at the door that Su Xian had arrived.

"What's the matter?" Su Xian asked when he saw Ning Huan lying sleepy as soon as he entered the door.

"Why are you here?" Ning Huan rolled over the quilt, facing Su Xian who was facing outside.At this time, half a paper figurine's head poked out from behind Suxian, "Miss Yinchuan, are you here too?"

The paper figurine came up to Ning Huan's bed with the bright red rouge and lipstick on it: "You sent those rouge and gouache?" A box of the most popular rouge in the capital, so he nodded.

It was rare for the paper figurine to give Ning Huan a good look: "It is more tasteful than the ones bought by adults." She walked around Ning Huan's bed twice, hesitated for a long time and asked, "How is it?" Ning Huan could see a hint of shame in the red rouge.

"What's the matter?" Ning Huan asked anxiously.

Yinchuan clicked his tongue: "You wood, how about Rouge?"

Ning Huan didn't understand either, so he thought for a while and replied: "That's right, the color is quite suitable for girls from Yinchuan, called white."

Su Xian chuckled, "She was originally made of paper, why do you think she is white? Besides, is there any difference between the one I bought and this? Aren't they all red? Could it be that I bought black? He looked at Ning Huan, who was curled up on the bed, embracing the bedding and unwilling to get out of bed, and hummed, "By the way, I'll send you over by yourself next time, or your little servant will think I want to use it. And you, Yinchuan." Suxian took a look at Yinchuan Road who was secretly looking at Ning Huan's room in front of the mirror, and said angrily, "Don't pile up all the rouge and powder in my room. It's said that Dongchang people are watching. Back to Li Shunzi, why is the dead eunuch looking at me wrong..."

After that, he glanced at the yellow talisman on the table, his face changed suddenly, he frowned and turned to ask Ning Huan, "Where did you get this thing?"

Ning Huan was taken aback: "Yes, someone gave it to me."

"What's going on?" Seeing Su Xian's serious face, Ning Huan explained what happened yesterday in detail.

Su Xian murmured: "Seven people make a game, and life and death make a pact. No, you have to return the things before the seven people make a game." He stared at the yellow talisman in his hand, and suddenly raised his head after a while, "It's late. "