Small country with few people

After breakfast was ready, Ye Luqian personally went to call Mrs. Zhou, mother and daughter down for dinner.

Mrs. Zhou's daughter actually changed into men's clothes that didn't fit her well. Dou Wen circled around her, "Little girl?"

"Not a girl."

It's still a male duck's voice in the voice-changing period.

Dou Wen's eyes widened in surprise.

Mrs. Zhou: "Pang'er has learned some ventriloquism."

ventriloquist!

The ability to imitate anyone's voice, Dou Wen had only heard of it before, but did not expect that someone really has this ability.

"At first I thought you were a little girl so I couldn't ask you, but now I'm fine, what's your name?"

"Boy Yuwenpang, torrentially torrenting, thank you benefactor for saving his life." Yuwenpang saluted Ye Luqian as he spoke.

On the contrary, Ye Luqian felt embarrassed, "It's a little effort, my lord, you don't have to worry about it."

"Our mother and son have nowhere to go, so we are here to bother our benefactor. I will give you the rent and before the meal." Yu Wenpang made it very clear that he would not take advantage of Ye Luqian.

Dou Wen couldn't stop laughing, brother, this is great, but he seems to see your heart clearly and wants to draw a clear line with you.

I just don't know what Mrs. Zhou thinks.

Ye Luqian smiled wryly, originally she wanted to have dinner with her sweetheart, but she was mistaken, she thought they were from a small family by looking at the clothes, but Yu Wenpeng showed it a little bit, of course he could see that the mother and son must be of noble status.

Yu Wenpang insisted on paying the shop fee for three months and took the food with his mother to the room to eat.

After the two left, Dou Wen comforted: "It's okay, brother, there are no grasses anywhere in the world. You are almost half a century old, and you should get used to it... Ouch."

Ye Luqian pinched his tender face like when he was a child, "Eat yours."

The food was delicious, and Dou Wen praised his senior brother as if he didn't want money. Ye Luqian happily cooked this meal and ate it without taste, "...there are still a few roasted sweet potatoes in the stove, which are almost ready."

Dou Wen immediately jumped up and went to the stove and picked up the sweet potatoes with a fire stick. The unextinguished embers ignited the dry firewood, and it burned quickly. , Four plump sweet potatoes were picked up by the yellow paper, and the dust was wiped off with a small brush. Dou Wen peeled one first, and handed it to the senior brother flatteringly.

Ye Luqian was depressed, and couldn't help laughing when he saw his junior brother's funny little black face, he had a free and easy temper.

"Forget it, don't think about it, I don't have that life..."

The outstretched hand didn't get anything, the sweet potato fell on the table with a clatter, Ye Luqian's face turned cloudy.

"...Brother, I really didn't mean to."

Dou Wen wanted to cry but had no tears, so he stared at him, and he behaved well, what are you doing pinching him.

It's not on the flesh, but on the soul, the pain is like being kicked at the root of life.

Thanks to Dou Wen for being able to hold back.

Ye Luqian picked up the roasted sweet potato and took a bite. As expected, he planted it himself. Seeing the painful look on his junior brother's face, he asked suspiciously, "It's really uncomfortable? Why does it hurt?"

Dou Wen is not in good health. Since he went to the mountain for three days, he has been sick twice for no reason. Even though the weather hasn’t changed, he doesn’t wear more or less clothes. Even if he is sick, ordinary parents can’t tell even if they invite a doctor. So, the problems all over his body were not brought from his mother's womb, nor were wind evils entering his body, but fate.

The most serious one was in the sixteenth year, when the master was still alive, he took the two of them directly to the retreat cave, found a pool of pure gold in Fangshui, and threw Dou Wen into it to soak.

No matter how serious it was, even he, a mortal with naked eyes, could vaguely see the black chains swimming on Dou Wen's fair skin.

The master said it was a fate lock.

After a while of pain, Dou Wen lay motionless on the table as if his soul had been sucked out. Xiao Yi circled around him, then got under the table and confessed his head from the wooden board, and buried it in his arm right in front of Dou Wen. s face.

Dou Wen: "..."

Scared him to death!

Ye Luqian saw his junior brother baring his teeth in pain for a while, startled for a while, thought of something, opened his eyes and looked around, but he didn't see anything.

"Dou Wen, is there anything around you?"

Seeing that the senior brother is stiff all over, despite Ye Luqian's tall and burly man, he can pick up a bunch of bandits by himself on weekdays, but he is really afraid of ghosts.When Dou Wen had just learned a little skill, he would open his eyes to his senior brother while he was drunk. It was the first time Dou Wen was beaten, and his butt was almost swollen.

"No, there is nothing. There are so many talismans posted at home, how can ghosts come in."

"Don't mention that word!" Ye Luqian shivered reflexively. He, who had never seen a ghost in his life for more than 20 years, suddenly got up early in the morning and went down to drink wine. It happened to be the Ching Ming Festival, and he was almost scared by the ghosts all over the city. die.

After returning home, the younger brother was whipped. Dou Wen was beaten for the first time. Before, it was very painful, it didn't hurt but it screamed loudly.Ye Luqian said very seriously that an ordinary person might be scared to death.After shadowing each other, the senior brothers consciously grew up a lot. After that, Ye Luqian got into the habit of carrying amulets with him, and Dou Wen was... not so bearish.

Dou Wen lived alone in the deep mountains and old forests and did not suffer from illness. This made Ye Luqian feel very strange. He couldn't bear it for a long time if he were to switch with Dou Wen. Wen went with him, but Dou Wen was not interested at all.

"Would you like to visit King Fu this time?" Ye Luqian asked.

King Fu governs hundreds of counties in 28 counties in seven prefectures including Yueyang City. The population accounts for [-]% of the country, and the relationship with the royal family is not good.But I waited and waited and I didn’t see King Fu turned back. The title of King Fu has been passed on for five times so far, and the blood relationship with the royal family is very thin, and this King Fu has never been to the capital since he took over.

King Fu and Dou Wen have a good friendship. Firstly, Dou Wen’s biological parents live in Yueyang City. They have to live with their quilts in their hands. The doctor said that Dou Wen might die tomorrow or live to be eighty or ninety years old, but King Fu will never live past twenty.

This year, Lord Fu's 20th birthday was five years earlier.

I don't know how many feet the grass on the old doctor's grave is.

"Little Fuzi..." Dou Wen picked up a peanut with his chopsticks, "I kind of miss him, but if I go to his place, I'll be in trouble. Just asking me to tell my fortune every day is unbearable."

King Fu's life is poor, and he is extremely afraid of death. He can't wait to see if he will be stimulated by the great power of the earth to stop his heart.

Although we are friends, but we can meet... let's forget it.

Can't bear it, Dou Wen thought, he is also a poor little man who will die at any time.

"Hiss..." Ye Luqian yelled, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, but it hurts a lot.

Dou Wen blinked, and quickly pulled the living soul over, what are you doing by pulling his hair if you have nothing to do.

After breakfast, finally had a chance to get along with the living soul, Dou Wen used an excuse to clean up the wine cellar, Ye Luqian knew that the younger brother was a drunkard and did not tell him to go.

Dou Wen carried the living soul into the wine cellar as lightly as if he was holding nothing.I don't know if the wine cellar existed long ago or was dug later by the senior brother, the scale is not small.In fact, if Dou Wen looked through books such as Xunlong Diancao from the vast library in the secluded Huangli, he would be able to tell that this place is not a wine cellar at all, but a burial pit.

At this moment, without knowing it, he ran to the tomb and Taoist Master Dou pulled out two bowls from his sleeve, picked up the best jar of wine here precisely, and drank a cup in the morning.

"Would you like to take a sip?" He handed the wine glass to Shenghun's mouth.

Ordinary ghosts cannot drink alcohol, but alcoholics are an exception.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi leaned over to the wine bowl, bent down and sniffed it, his narrow and sharp eyes showed confusion, he opened his mouth, picked up the thin bowl and drank it with his head raised.

It's like flooding a golden mountain.

I don't know where the drink went, but it didn't spill on the ground. Dou Wen knew he could drink it.

He patted the stool and said, "Come on, sit down and drink together."

Daoist Dou didn't care about his alcohol addiction, so Shenghun tried the "sit" action. At first he couldn't sit still, and the soul body involuntarily penetrated the entity. , Reality turns virtual, virtual reality turns real..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shenghun sat down firmly and made a little noise.

Dou Wenjiu was held in his mouth for a long time without swallowing it. He really deserved to be a living Bodhisattva. It was the first time he came out of his body and recited a mantra for the first time, which was much better than that of an ordinary man who only succeeded after dozens of recitations.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Dou Wen began to think about how to get his soul back into his body. After all, the general out of body will automatically return to his body after waking up, but Xiao Yi's situation is a little bit different. Sure enough, Dou Daochang, who was drunk early in the morning, grabbed Shenghun's hand and looked closely, "Do you feel a strong pulling sensation, like the feeling of a kite being pulled by money."

Soul nodded.

Dou Wen sat upright all of a sudden, wondering: "Then why are you still here?"

Shenghun tilted his head doubtfully, "I don't know."

It took only the next day to answer the questions accurately!It's amazing!

Those newly born ghosts forget their past and wander around with corpses. It’s not just talk. If they don’t receive a huge stimulus, they won’t be able to remember who they are and how they died until they are reincarnated or their souls are scattered. It is very likely that they will become evil spirits and cause harm to the world.Therefore, it is God's will that the ghost can't remember the past.

Although he had never seen other living souls, Dou Wen felt that he could not see better quality living souls.Those living souls written in the book that instinctively want to absorb people's yang energy are simply fake.

"Where does your family live?" He needs to know Xiao Yi's address in order to send him back. If he is always floating outside, his body will become a living dead. It would be terrible if he was buried alive.

"Can't remember."

This answer was expected, Dou Wen thought, a ghost is still a ghost, not a monster.

"You've been here for a day, and it's not an option to go on like this. What if something happens to your body? You close your eyes, try to find the feeling, and maybe you can go back." Dou Wen said to himself , did not consider at all whether Xiao Yi wanted to go back.

Xiao Yi then closed his eyes, and there was a strong pulling feeling, and he had to work hard to resist it, "I don't feel it." This is talking nonsense with eyes open.

"Oh." Dou Wen thought that there was no rush after all.

Living soul Xiao Yi was wearing red-purple pajamas. The material was expensive. This small inn like senior brother could buy more than a dozen. The sky was dark yesterday and he was dazzled by the golden light and purple. He didn't look carefully, "Your surname is Xiao , Guo’s surname, do you know Xiao Chuo?” He thinks this person is probably from the clan.

Xiao Chuo is the name of King Fu.

Dou Wen also asked casually.

Who knew that the reaction of the living soul was extremely intense, "Xiao Chuo, it's not a good thing."

Dou Wen was excited all of a sudden, he really knew each other!

"You know him?"

Xiao Yi was talking fast for a while, but when he thought about it further, he couldn't remember anything, "Xiao Chuo, who is it?"

"Fu Wang, the Dragon King of the south of the Yangtze River." Xiao Chuo controls the life and death of millions of people in the south of the Yangtze River, so the folks call him the "Dragon King" affectionately.

Dragons are generally totems that only the emperor can use, and other princes can only use dragons as decorations.

This is a taboo of disrespect.

It stands to reason that Xiao Chuo, who is so timid and afraid of death, dared to use the five-clawed golden dragon decoration, and even acquiesced in the title of Dragon King, Dou Wen didn't know the truth.

Xiao Yi frowned unsightly, as if hearing Fu Wang's name made people feel unhappy, repeated "Xiao Chuo is not a good person" many times, Dou Wen got tired of hearing it, and quickly told him to shut up, "Okay Well, he is not a good person, so let’s not mention him.”

Dou Wen didn't realize that there was something wrong with talking ill of a friend behind his back, anyway, Xiao Chuo couldn't hear it, and he didn't mean it. He looked enviously at the other party's golden light, and he couldn't help but leaned over and took a few puffs.

Yesterday, when the two of them were sleeping next to each other, Dou Wen used the second-hand golden light a lot. According to his analysis, the degree of difficulty in sucking the golden light is also different in different parts of the other person's body. The golden light on the chest, waist and abdomen, limbs and back is particularly solid, and you can't take a breath even with great effort.

Xiao Yi looked suspiciously at the man whose head suddenly came close to blowing on his face, the itching and numb feeling was very comfortable, and he couldn't help but want him to take a few more breaths.

Jin Guang, who was not very active last night, now drilled into his nose as if he didn't want money. Dou Wensu was used to it, and when he was suddenly greeted by Da Hu Da Ni, his eyes went dark, and his nosebleeds flowed out of happiness.Although his body looks like he can drink several catties of wine a day, he only wears a thin shirt in the cold winter, but the inside is already riddled with holes. If a doctor comes to check the pulse, put him and the wrist of a corpse that has just died , Doctors may not be able to find out which one is a living person.

Dou Wen seized the time to take a few more breaths, the golden light was lost faster than it could be replenished, and he couldn't help but sigh again how many lifetimes of merit this person had to cultivate to have the life of a living Bodhisattva today.

He has been a villain for several lifetimes before he got to where he is today.

Seeing that Dou Wen stayed in the cellar for almost half an hour, worried that the cellar would be stuffy in case the weak sick Wen Zi fainted, Ye Luqian came down with a sackcloth on his shoulders and knocked on the door, "If you want to drink, come up and drink."

Dou Wen replied, "It's more interesting to drink in the wine cellar."

Ye Luqian thought that his younger brother's elegant disease had occurred again, so he shouted: "Come out quickly or you will be locked in."

Ye Luqian could only say such threats to children, Dou Wen laughed and climbed up with the half-drunk wine jar in his left hand and Xiao Yi in the other.

Ye Luqian said: "It smells bad, I usually cover my mouth and nose when I go down, but you like it."

Dou Wen has a problem, he likes smells that other people don't like, such as the smell of ink, paint, and even the smell of durian.

On the third day, Shenghun stayed in the inn obediently, and went wherever Dou Wen went. He said it was driven by instinct, but Dou Wen didn't doubt it, but when he went to the toilet, Shenghun stopped following him. Instinct is just talking.Mrs. Zhou, mother and son still lived in seclusion. He told his senior brother that he saw a strange bird with a bamboo tube tied to its feet sneaking into Yu Wenpang's room. Ye Luqian just pretended not to know when he told him.

Dou Wen felt that the brother had a big heart and was blind, and that a half-mature lady was a treasure, and she would take it home without asking the details, and if she didn't keep it all, she would die in a foreign land one day.

"I'm going to write a letter to Brother Ma, saying that you are old and confused."

Lao Ma is a hero, well-known in the world, many people are afraid of him, Dou Wen felt that his reputation was not true when he was a child, his surname was Ma, and his name was not good, so he looked like a second-rate hero.Ma Daxia is Ye Luqian's close friend, he became a grandfather not long ago, and he is in a certain famous mountain and river, upholding justice for all kinds of things in the world and enjoying his old age, standing with Ye Luqian is like two generations.

"Well, old horse." Ye Luqian quickly peeled a sweet orange and stuffed half of it into his mouth and half into Dou Wen's mouth, but the taste in Dou Wen's mouth was still there after drinking, and the orange tasted bad in his mouth .

"Unpalatable." Dou Wen stuck out his tongue.

"It's pretty sweet." Ye Luqian smacked her lips.

Ye Luqian peeled another orange, and ate it by herself this time. After eating, she suddenly remembered, "I have a letter from you."

"Oh?" Dou Wen was a little surprised. The only one who could send a letter to Ye Luqian knowing the relationship between their brothers and sisters was Fu Wang. Besides, no one could enter his bamboo forest, and the brother's inn was not easy to find. "Who?" written."

"I really don't know." Ye Luqian went to the backyard to seal the yellowed letter.

Dou Wen picked up the crumpled letter, "When was this sent?"

Ye Luqian calculated, "Three years ago."

Dou Wen twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing more about the rough nerves of his senior. The letter was so sticky that it was not torn apart. Dou Wen pressed his finger on the sticky button and gently stroked it with his fingertips, like scissors cutting it open. He unfolded the letter paper and took a closer look, stuffed it back into the envelope after a while, and said to Ye Luqian, "It's from my father."

Ye Luqian was very surprised, "Oh! Your father!"

Dou Wen's father, Ye Luqian, met him once, and brought several boxes of gold, silver and jewelry to Youhuangli, begging his master to accept Dou Wen.

But in fact, the master, like Ye Luqian, took the Jianghu road. Taoism and so on are all based on gourds and scoops. It depends on fate whether drawing talismans to exorcise ghosts is useful, and the ones who go out to hang out are all the magic tools left by the masters. and old ben.It is difficult to recruit disciples in Taoism, so if you can't get a genius who is both martial and dao, then you have to recruit smart fools. You don't need to know it, but you have to be able to teach it.Therefore, the masters, masters and uncles of Cangshu Pavilion in Youhuangli wrote Xiao Shangao's experience with all their strength, just to help the stupid disciples and grandchildren understand Wuhe Dao.

Ye Luqian asked; "What happened to your father?"

"died."

dead, dead?

"How did you die?"

"Following the former prince to rebel, he was found to have taken poison with his whole family and committed suicide."

Ye Luqian didn't understand, the Dou family was in Fu Wang's territory, what did it have to do with the bullshit in Gyeonggi?

"Then what are you writing to do?"

Mentioning this Dou Wen was even more speechless, "He said that I don't think I will live long and I didn't save the seed for the old Dou's family. Even if I kept it, it might not be a good seed. After thinking about it, he secretly sent his youngest son to a certain place. Let me go find him and bring him up to carry on the family line of the Dou family."

……Oh.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Luqian could only praise Lao Dou with a thumbs up, "Your father is worthy of being a rebellious person, he has a thick skin. It is the only smart thing your father did to send you to the mountain. Then you How did you plan?"

Dou Wen threw the letter into the stove, "What's the matter with me, Daoist? Once you enter the Taoist gate, it's as deep as the sea. From then on, ordinary people are passers-by."

Ye Luqian moved her lips, wanting to say, Junior Brother, you are a lay disciple, not a member of the Daoist sect, not to mention that the Daoist sect can marry wives and have children.

Dou Wen said it happily, but felt a little depressed in his heart. Why should the old man say that he can't plant it well? It's okay!

Suddenly, he felt a burst of temperature on his head. It turned out that Shenghun was stroking his head slowly, from the top of the head to the end of the hair, his movements were extremely gentle.

Very warm, and a little bit like crying.

But one time, two times, three or four times is a bit annoying. Although the Bodhisattva is good, he can't always worship right or wrong.

If he continued to slap like this, he was going to be bald. He fanned it a few times, but after driving it away, he touched it again, probably because he felt that it felt good, and he smiled when he touched it.

Ye Luqian asked him if there were mosquitoes, Dou Wen had to endure it, and finally endured the visitor, and then stepped aside, Shenghun was about to follow him.

"Stand there and don't move!" Dou Wen reprimanded in a low voice.

Shenghun looked aggrieved, as if to say, "You sucked me just now, and last night, I let you suck it, and you are still not happy after touching you twice."

The originally soft hair became rough after repeated rubbing. Dou Daochang was very concerned about the image, so he hurriedly wetted it with water and wiped it. He said domineeringly: "I can suck you, but you can't touch me."

What kind of reason is this, only the instinctive living soul Xiao Yi doesn’t understand, and there is no more Sometimes it's like a little girl.

The reprimanded living soul simply turned his head to the wall, and stuck his head into the wall. Dou Wen grabbed his arm and pulled it out a few times like pulling a carrot, but he didn't pull it out. He deliberately walked away for a while and then sneaked back Seeing that he was still the same, he had no choice but to go around to the other side of the wall to persuade him, and Shenghun then followed him down the donkey field.

As a road idiot, Dou Wen couldn't go out by himself, so Ye Luqian lent him the human-savvy horse and a pug who could see for eight years.So Dou Wen stopped in front of a very honest-looking horse with shrewd eyes and a pug sticking out its tongue lying on the horse's neck.

"Tsk."

He walked around the unremarkable horse with long eyelashes.

The horse wagged its tail uncomfortably, and the dog wagged its tail too.

"Brother, did you buy this horse?"

"No," Ye Luqian asked if he knew how to ride a horse, then put on the saddle and bridle, "Isn't this master raised?"

No, really not.

Dou Wen recognized the horse and the dog, and whenever the snow covered the mountains and the mountains were green and yellow, he would always run to their bamboo forest to find relatives to eat and drink, very cheeky and slippery.Dou Wen didn't pay attention either, he disappeared at some point, and turned out to be walking with his senior brother.

The horse face and the dog face also recognized Dou Wen, showing a very humane and flattering smile, a dog smile is not unusual, but a horse smile is very rare, the thick lips are turned outward, revealing the well-ground die teeth.

Ye Luqian trembled: "Did it laugh?"

What else could he do with this brother who believed in ghosts but not demons, Dou Wen said perfunctorily: "Well, I laughed, I guess it's because I look good."

Ye Luqian: "I think I recognize you, after all, you grew up together."

Dou Wen paused, realizing that the number of years for these two goblins to eat and drink in the bamboo forest had to be extended.

Most goblins still like to maintain their original bodies, and don't like to change into human form, and they don't think that they can't be ridden or pulled by carts once they become elves.Of course, they are not as competitive as the sturdy male wild horse relatives when they meet wild horse brothers by chance, or when wild horses running in the grassland dance to court.

Even if it becomes refined.

It's useless to become a sperm, and the female wild horse still doesn't like it.

Ye Luqian didn't comment on the younger brother's sudden proposal to go for a walk in Yueyang City. Dou Wen said that he would just go for a walk. Ye Luqian thought he was still thinking about his younger brother. Calculating the eldest son is also a true portrayal of Guo Huiyiyao.

When Dou Wen rode away on horseback, Ye Luqian saw that there was no one around, and gave old Douzi a hard "pooh".

What the hell, should have died long ago.