Jiajing Spiritual Records

"Tick tock", "tick tock", the splashed blood slowly fell to the bottom of the bowl along the rim of the celadon bowl, and the sweet smell of blood filled the air.Zhi'er propped his chin and looked at his mother curiously: "Mom, what are you doing?"

Blood dripped down the woman's wrist. She looked down at the childish snow-white face, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and the blue and white porcelain bowl filled with blood was slowly and carefully overturned by her on the half-human, half-ghost "This is the Joyful Buddha, the Joyful Buddha who blesses people with peace and happiness." She murmured softly with kindness in her eyes, "Mother is begging him to bless my Zhu family with success, and to bless my family." My little Ziyang will be safe and happy for the rest of her life." In the warm yellow candlelight, her soft hair seemed to be gilded with a layer of blood-colored gold.Zhier nodded as if he understood.Zhu Ziyang knew since he was a child that there was a half-human, half-ghost ghost Buddha statue hidden in his mother's house, which was a god and Buddha who could keep people safe and happy.

"Mother, does she feel better?" Zhu Ziyang hurried back from the outside, just in time to meet the maid who was about to enter the house with a medicine jar.The little servant girl shook her head with her head downcast, and replied: "The sky is getting warmer, but the princess is coughing more and more."

Zhu Ziyang frowned, took the medicine pot from the servant girl's hand and said, "Understood, you can go down first."

In April, warm spring, Zhu Ziyang's mother's house was filled with a gloomy and dead air.In front of the vermilion window lattices, the heavy curtains firmly block the sunlight outside, leaving only a dim yellow candle flickering on and off.

"Ahem! Zi Yang?" A hoarse voice came from behind the bed curtain, the bright yellow curtain was lifted, and the people inside were thin and emaciated, "Why do you have time to come?" Zhu Ziyang's mother struggled to sit down. Get up.It was getting warmer, but my mother was still wearing a heavy winter jacket, and she looked sickly, pale and bloodless.

Zhu Ziyang smelled the faint smell of blood left in the house, and couldn't help but frowned. His mother was still pouring blood on the thing: "Mother..." Zhu Ziyang said softly.

"Zi Yang." Zhu Ziyang's mother smiled, and cut off his next words, she whispered, "It's just right, come quickly, go and bring me a bowl." She panted heavily, speaking intermittently, His mother was exhausting her blood bit by bit for the Zhu family.

"Mother, enough is enough..." Zhu Ziyang stood motionless in front of his mother's bed, his emotions finally opened the gate and rushed out, "How long has it been since my father visited you? Has the future passed? No, earlier, maybe that woman never came after she entered the door? Mother, for such a man, for the Zhu family, are you worth it!"

"Zi Yang!" She yelled at him in a low voice, and when she raised her eyes, she realized that the young man who was taller than her now had red eyes, and there was a kind of pleading light in his eyes.Zhu Ziyang's mother was taken aback, and the thousand words finally turned into a sigh. She waved to him: "Yang'er, come here."

Zhu Ziyang hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and knelt before his mother's bed.Her palm gently caressed his cheek, and the old and new bloodstains under the cuff were intertwined on the thin and white arm, "Mother just wants to do something for my Zi Yang before leaving. Please be happy Buddha, You You live in peace and joy—”

The autumn rain is getting cooler, but Princess Xingxian still hasn't survived this year's autumn. "We have so many handsome young men in Siam, do you really want to marry him? Although he loves you now, but he is a prince, how can a son of a wealthy family be willing to spend his whole life as a couple for you?"

A proud and sly smile appeared on her spotless face, Lingling's laughter seemed to echo in her ears, she replied: "He promised me, he said that he only likes me in this life."

The first time Zhu Ziyang heard the voice of that thing was the second day after his mother passed away, "Ziyang—" His mother's familiar voice came from behind the bright yellow curtain, and Zhu Ziyang was slightly taken aback.He walked into the house, followed the sound and opened the hidden compartment in the house, and the half-human, half-ghost ghost Buddha appeared in front of him.Looking at the expressionless Zhu Ziyang with a half-ghost face, he suddenly laughed sullenly: "Your father betrayed your mother, have you ever thought about avenging her?"

There is still a sweet smell of blood in the dark cell.Zhu Ziyang's hand hanging on one side clenched slightly, it was soaked with his mother's blood, he would naturally seek justice for her from the Zhu family. "I can help you." Ghost Buddha said, his four-handed skull let out a treacherous "giggle" laugh, with a hint of temptation in his tone.

"Help me?" Zhu Ziyang looked at the ghost Buddha in front of him, a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed the door of the hidden compartment with a "bang"...

"Master?" Geng Yi walked in, saw Zhu Ziyang, he looked around the room blankly, "What are you looking for? Let me help you." Zhu Ziyang looked back, his cold eyes met Geng Yi's. Instantly softened a little, he shook his head: "Nothing, let's go."

Geng Yi nodded in a daze, he turned his head and looked into the room, wondering, who did he hear the young master talking to just now?

Zhu Ziyang originally thought that after the first seven days, he would deal with the ghosts and Buddhas in the house, but he didn't expect someone to be one step ahead of him.A ghost Buddha was found in the lotus pond behind the mother's house. Because of the special status of the mother, she was soon accused of being a witch.The father was furious and wanted to burn all the relics of the mother.

The shape of the ghost Buddha is not similar to the thing in the hidden compartment of the house, it looks like a ghost drawn by the people through their imagination in the folk tales.And my mother was born in Siam, so how could she understand these folk things in the Central Plains.But the man was convinced, Zhu Ziyang looked at the half-human, half-ghost ghost Buddha, suddenly he changed his mind...

The ghost Buddha spoke to him again on the night his father died.He stood by the bed and stared at his father who was seriously ill, and the Siamese ancient curse bit by bit ate away his life.Everyone in the world said that King Xingxian had a strange disease, and no one in the capital could heal him.He sneered at his father, the man who reluctantly took his last breath after he had told all the truth.

His heart suddenly became empty, and he suddenly thought that his mother was willing to die for his father back then, but now his father was killed by himself. He smiled at himself, and then began to laugh loudly, revealing his disguise unscrupulously. In front of the moonlight and his father's body. "Heck, he's dead! He's dead!" Ghost Buddha laughed wantonly, imitating his mother's voice to disturb his thoughts.

The bright moonlight filled the folds of his sleeves, and Zhu Ziyang suddenly remembered that it was also such a night that year, that pair of palms scalded by the charcoal fire, carefully holding a crumpled book, with a smile on his face, Said to himself: "I want to leave something for the young master." If the young man knew that he was so unbearable, he would definitely be disappointed.

Zhu Ziyang did not expect that Geng Yi would admit all the crimes for himself, colluding with foreign countries, attempting to rebel, one by one, he actually confessed all of them.The emperor thought of brotherhood and imprisoned him in a corner of the palace for life.He shaved his hair and entered the empty door.But in the dead of night, when he dreamed back at midnight, he would always think of that dirty little face.Scene after scene, from when they met to the day he got married.

He buried the ghost Buddha deeply at the bottom of the lotus pond in front of the house. Since the day Geng Yi died, he watered it with his heart and blood every day, but the ghost Buddha never said anything to him again.He has guarded that ghost Buddha for twenty years, and he has been thinking about Geng Yi for almost ten years, and even the time has become long and slow...

"What do you wish for?" The pool water flowed over his waist, and the voice asked in his ear.

……

"Geng Yi." The wind raised his sleeves, Zhu Ziyang bathed in the morning light, looked at Geng Yi calmly.Tears of blood slid down his cheeks, dripping from his chin and fainting the ground under his feet, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to..."

I just want to see you again...

Like red light feathers flying all over the sky, Zhu Ziyang's figure was scattered in the wind.It started to rain in the sky, and the rainwater flowing over the bluestone slabs took away the traces of bright red on the ground.Geng Yi raised his head, dripping raindrops were scattered on the shattered armor, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said softly, "Master, when did Geng San ever blame you?"

The clatter of horseshoes sounded again, and General Ghost got on his horse.The morning fog was everywhere, and the Yin soldiers around adjusted their formation. They followed behind General Ghost and disappeared into the mist together with him.Vaguely, Ning Huan could see another person driving side by side beside the tall horse in the distance, his white belt fluttering gently in the faint halo...

A rain, a big dream, for the people in the capital, after waking up from the dream, life will return to the peace of the past.

"Let's go." Su Xian said suddenly, looking at Ning Huan who was standing there in a daze.

"Where are you going?" Ning Huan suddenly asked in surprise.

"Naturally go to that other courtyard in the imperial city, dig out the real statue of the Buddha of Joy and burn it, so as not to harm others in the future." Su Xian looked at Ning Huan's bewildered face, and softly "tsk" "Are you coming or not? I'll go by myself?" He said, and walked forward.

"Come here." Ning Huan hurriedly chased after him, "So there is really something under the lotus pond."

The two returned to the other courtyard of the palace, unexpectedly Geng Yang was already waiting there, the water in the lotus pond was drained, and a half-human, half-Buddha ghost Buddha statue was exposed under the mud.

"Lord Su."

Su Xian nodded: "Have you found it?"

There is one more bone beside the Buddha of Joy.Geng Yang nodded: "I found it." He paused, and then said, "I also found Zhu Ziyang's body."

Su Xian nodded, and silently stepped aside for him.Geng Yang took a deep breath, picked up a wooden stick on the ground and threw it at the Buddha statue of Xi Le on the ground, the clay Buddha statue was smashed to pieces, exposing the yellowed human bones inside.

Suxian squatted down, and he used a knife to poke away the shriveled corpse under the silt, and suddenly he sneered: "There are traces of being tied up on the hands and feet, where is the Buddha of Joy, he is clearly a ghost of a resentful spirit It’s just like it.” He took out a talisman from his sleeve, the yellow talisman curled up slightly in the breeze, and while he was chanting a mantra, a faint blue flame shot out of the yellow talisman instantly, burning all over the bones the whole body.

So far, the matter of the Buddha of Joy is finally over.

Su Xian looked at Geng Yang, who was at a loss, with a complicated look in his eyes, and asked, "What are you going to do next? You..."

Geng Yang was slightly taken aback, although Su Xian had only spoken half of what he said, Geng Yang already understood what he meant, and he smiled frankly: "I am a dead person, and General Geng gave him five souls back then. I, I was able to live on until now." He raised his head and looked at Su Xian, with a look of determination in his eyes, "Master Su also knows that I can't survive this life." He looked at the western sky, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Qi Yi smiled, "I often heard General Geng say that there is a desert in the west, where countless iron-clad soldiers are sleeping, and the good men of Ming Dynasty are guarding that place. I want to go there and have a look."

Su Xian's eyes flashed with fleeting grief, he nodded, looked at the bones on the ground and asked: "Then Zhu Ziyang's bones?"

Geng Yang was silent for a while and then said: "My surname is Geng. General Geng got Yang, and he probably still misses him." They were held together in the clothes, "For the sake of my mother, I will not recognize him as my father, but I don't blame him either. If it is General Geng, then I will bury them together."

Geng Yang said goodbye, and when he was leaving, it started to rain suddenly, and he could vaguely see a layer of white smoke enveloping his body, slowly seeping into his body along the rain.Geng Yang's footsteps stopped, and he stared up at the sky in a daze.After a long while, his arms covered his eyes, and warm tears fell together with the rain.

"That's..." Ning Huanfang wanted to ask, so he let Geng Yang go, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Su Xian chuckled lightly: "Zhu Ziyang has finally done a good deed in his life."

"He..." Ning Huan turned around suspiciously and asked.

"Zhu Ziyang used himself to make up for Geng Yang's damaged soul. From now on, Geng Yang can be regarded as an ordinary person."

"Really!" Ning Huan laughed happily, and the canine teeth on both sides grinned directly.Suddenly, Ning Huan seemed to think of something, he suppressed his smile, and looked at Su Xian fixedly: "So you already knew, Geng Yang is not a human being."

Su Xian raised his eyebrows, but did not speak.Suddenly, Ning Huan asked angrily, "Suxian, what about mutual trust? I'll accompany you through life and death, and this is the trust between us?"

Su Xian silently took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, dipped it in the black soil on the ground, and wiped it on the paper.Suddenly, a person who looks exactly like Ning Huan appeared out of thin air.Ning Huan was dumbfounded, he opened his mouth and immediately forgot the question just now, he circled around the paper figurine similar to him.After a while, he came back to his senses, "Don't try to divert the conversation."

It was rare for Ning Huan to be so righteous, how could he let Su Xian go so easily, he snorted and was about to continue to question, but at this moment he only heard Su Xian say: "Do you know why the emperor never goes to Concubine Xi's place?"

Ning Huan was taken aback, and asked, "Why?"

"It is said that the emperor thinks she has smelly feet."

"real or fake!"

……

"Going back? The people in the capital should all return to their original state. It was a big dream, and they can't remember anything when they wake up." Ning Huan nodded, and he had to go back to Ning Mansion to see everyone.

The two left the gate of the other courtyard. Before leaving, Ning Huan looked back at the abandoned courtyard for the last time.

"What wish do you want to make, the throne is still..." That drowsy voice sounded beside my ears.

"I want to..." He stopped talking suddenly, and after a long silence, he said, "I want to see him one last time."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it."