The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

The gate of ghosts opens, all ghosts appear, and the souls who have not been reincarnated in the underworld return to the mortal world, and they can swim in their previous world for a day; the undead wandering in the world can also follow the guidance of the water and return to the Yinsi Wangchuan.

Wumei speculated: "He is afraid that he is going to become the ghost queen and escape back to the underworld along the ghost gate, so as not to be caught by us."

Hua Jue asked: "Then what should we do? Does the underworld care about this?"

Wumei shook his head: "The underworld judges the ghost's sins and demerits, and it needs to wait until the ghost has the willingness to reincarnate. In other words, the ghost will either stay in the mortal world and be directly killed by Taoist monks; or return to Wangchuan, Staying in one place for a long time without entering reincarnation is just too lonely, not many people would choose this way.”

Hua Jue hesitated: "Then what should we do? If he returns to the underworld, we have nothing to do."

But Xuanlong suddenly said: "It's okay, don't wait until then. If you count the time back three months, he is now weak, and he can't last the day when the ghost gate opens, unless he takes another person's life." .”

Hua Jue became nervous: "Who will he choose? In this way, he may not necessarily take Qi Guan's life."

After some discussion, they finally decided to go to Qi Guan again and tell everything they knew.Hua Jue knew that Qi Guan had already met Xuan Long's pretended Yao Feimeng, so she would definitely believe in their words, which was much more useful than discussing it in the City Lord's Mansion.

Qi Guan smiled gently and said: "I understand, but if this is the case, you might as well use me as a bait to make him take the bait when he is at the end of his strength."

Wumei rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Well, this man is also stubborn, and he looks like he's dead. Yao Feimeng won't harm anyone, stupid."

Although the voice was low, it didn't intentionally avoid Qi Guan himself.Qi Guan was not angry when he heard it, he only said: "I know several gentlemen have ways to seek good fortune and avoid evil, instead of doubting a certain's true intentions here, why not think of some ways to protect other people in Jiangling before the time comes. It’s just a method. This little gentleman also said that in order to absorb Yang Qi, he may also attack others.”

These words reminded Hua Jue.One day, after he returned to his room, he summoned a group of people for a meeting. A group of people met around the table and listened to him pointing out Jiangshan: "I checked with the city lord, and there are more than [-] households in Jiangling City. There are more than [-] households in the mountain village and so on, and if each family has a town house spell, if we all work hard, we should be able to finish writing before the ghost gate opens."

Wumei said: "Although my spells are not as powerful as those written with a judge's pen, they are more than enough to deal with ghosts."

Xiao Fenghuang also spoke: "But there is a problem. The spells of the judge's pen are only useful if you write them out. There are so many spells, and you are tired of writing them. We seem to be unable to help you."

Hua Jue blinked her eyes: "Have you heard the story of Nu Wa's creation of human beings? At first she squeezed the soil one by one, then got lazy, picked up the muddy water with a long rattan rope, and fell to the ground and became a villain; I Prepare to use lazy methods."

Little Fenghuang craned his neck to look, and saw Hua Jue and Xuan Long demonstrated it to him.Xuanlong wrote the word "Ping An" neatly on a piece of talisman paper, and Hua Jue took it, and carefully drew a circle behind it with a judge's pen, as if a teacher was correcting a student's homework.

Little Phoenix let out an "oh", imitated the example, and dipped his pointed beak in the ink and began to write.Even Hua Dabao was not idle, it was responsible for picking up the papers and putting them away in different categories.After the few people hadn't slept for a while, they piled up two boxes of simple spells written, and finally asked Qi Guan to go out, find the city master and Mr. Sang, and send people to distribute all these spells.

Hua Jue and his group huddled together on the bed and slept unsteadily for two whole days.Two days later, the results of the amulet distribution also came down. All the residents in Jiangling City had affixed amulets in front of their doors, and some of the remaining ones were useless, because the residents had moved and their names were not canceled, or their families were traveling abroad.

Hua Jue was always worried, and worried about the remaining few spells for a long time, and finally dragged Xuanlong to the street, trying to see if there were any fish that slipped through the net.

Xuanlong smiled: "Are your eyes sharper than those of the patrolling officers and soldiers?"

Hua Jue didn't admit it, clasped his hand and said, "Then let's just pretend we're out to play, brother Xiaofeng, we haven't come out alone for a long time."

Xuanlong took him in his arms, walked round and round according to the path he had scattered before, and then went home to clean the dust again.Hua Jue stood in front of the courtyard and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing: It was clear that there was no one in his house now, and the people in the city lord's mansion also took a picture of a spell at the gate of his courtyard according to the rules. This spell was written by Little Phoenix, with crooked handwriting , but the circle above is drawn quite standard.

Xuanlong washed the quilt, and came out to dry with Hua Jue, looked up at the sky, and suddenly said: "The snow is already small."

Hua Jue looked at it, and found that the snowflakes that fell day and night in the past few days had shrunk into tiny particles, and it didn't feel cold when it fell into the neck.Hua Jue opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and licked it.

He shrugged his shoulders, tilted his head and asked, "Brother Xiaofeng, what time is it today?"

Xuanlong kissed the corner of his eyes: "There are still two days left, and the gate of ghosts will open."

Hua Jue let out an "oh", and after thinking about it, said: "That's okay, we don't have to wait long."

He went to the City Lord's Mansion with Xuan Long to have a look, but he didn't choose a good time. Just after lunch time, Mr. Sang and the City Lord both fell asleep, and the people in the mansion were also drowsy, so they tried their best to get this time to take a nap.Hua Jue knew it was disturbing, so she followed Xuanlong out.

"Where are we going?" Hua Jue worried.

It is true that there is nothing else to do right now, but Hua Jue has not been free for a long time, and being alone with Xuanlong like today, she is reluctant to go back so early.

Xuan Long asked him: "Do you want to visit Aunt Yao?"

Hua Jue was reminded by him, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I have to go and have a look, let's go."

He picked and picked at home, picked out the best corn, filled several bags, and stuffed several bolts of silk cloth into the parcel.Hua Jue and Xuanlong went up the mountain, seeing no one around, they thought that Grandma Yao was not at home, and only when they walked in did they hear another noise in the courtyard of Yao's house. Grandma Yao was half kneeling in the courtyard, struggling to use a broken shovel Shovel the soil, carefully pull out the roots of a few half-frozen flowers, and put them on a spread cloth.

Hua Jue knocked on the door and asked in surprise, "Grandma, what are you doing?"

"Xiao Hua is here." Hearing what he said, the old man slowly got up from the ground, wiped his body with his hands, and smiled embarrassedly, "I am old and want to go back to my mother's house, so I will Take these flowers, too."

"Go back to her mother's house?" Hua Jue doubted her ears a little.Why do people at such an age suddenly want to travel far?

The old man nodded: "The old man died when I was young, and I took Qingci to Jiangling to study. I have been here for so many years, and I have never gone back to see it. I think, if I don't go back now, I will lose my old body. Probably won’t be able to go.”

Hua Jue was a little at a loss: "Is that so..."

He lowered his eyes and watched the old man slowly pack up his things, holding out those few ordinary flowers from the soil as if he was caring for some treasures. Xuanlong was about to help, but was stopped by Aunt Yao with a smile: "This is delicate work." , you youngsters can’t do it.”

Hua Jue followed Xuanlong to watch.

While tidying up, the old man told them: "When I was a girl, I always wanted to work in the Huaguan Meiguan, but unfortunately they don't accept women. I always don't understand, flowers are so delicate, but girls must be Only children can look good. People over there also say that girls who love flowers in this life will be beautiful in the next life."

Hua Jue smiled.

The old man said again: "I still read those legends of ghosts and ghosts, saying that there are flower demons, and flower demons have soul-hunting skills. I have thought about it for a long time, and I really want to taste what it is like."

Hua Jue still smiled: "Grandmother, those are all lies, there is no such thing as a flower demon."

Xuanlong looked at the soil that had been turned over in the courtyard: "When are you going to leave?"

Aunt Yao said: "Two days later, after two days, I can go back in a carriage with an old friend."

Hua Jue also knew that she had nothing to ask further.After sitting in Yao's courtyard with Xuan Long for a while, he got up to say goodbye.

Xuanlong took Hua Jue's hand, and heard the little fortune teller beside him ask, "Why didn't Yao Feimeng go home and have a look? My mother is still alive, but she wants to kill other people first."

"Practicely, cultivating the way of ghosts is the same as cultivating the way of demons. When it happens, the relatives will not recognize it." Xuanlong said.

Hua Jue glanced back, the Yao family's dilapidated small courtyard stood behind them as if it was isolated from the world, higher than the fine moss and gray bricks and tiles, when the morning mist rose, it was almost hidden in the clouds.It was this glance that made him feel that something was wrong, and he really couldn't remember it after thinking about it.

It wasn't until they went back to Qi Guan's mansion together with Xuan Long that Hua Jue remembered that—since they wrote thousands of talismans and distributed them to every household by the people in the city lord's mansion, every household in Jiangling A piece of yellow talisman paper will be affixed.But there was no such thing in front of Aunt Yao's door, it seemed empty.

Hua Jue speculated: "It was posted in the room, or it might be packed in the luggage."

Xuan Long echoed, "It's probably like this."

The door of the Qi Mansion was closed tightly, and the usual concierge was nowhere to be seen.Hua Jue felt strange, and after pushing the door a few times, she found that there was no push, so Xuanlong turned over from the other side of the courtyard wall with him on his back.As soon as she landed, Hua Jue smelled a lingering cool plum fragrance, looked up and saw the concierge who was supposed to be standing behind the door, and immediately knew that something was wrong.

Hua Jue stepped forward to check that the man still had a pulse, and hurriedly asked Xuanlong to feed him a piece of dragon scale.When he stepped into the side room and went to the place where they usually rested, he saw that a large area of ​​the room was also collapsed.Wumei lay motionless on the table, while Xiaofenghuang and Hua Dabao collapsed on the bed, sleeping deeply.

Hua Jue panicked, Xuanlong pulled him and made him press a dragon scale under the base of his tongue, then shook his head and said, "It's okay, they just fell asleep."

Leng Meixiang made Hua Jue dizzy, he grabbed Xuanlong's shoulders to stabilize his figure: "Isn't it two days before the ghost gate opens? No, where is Lord Qi?"

"Don't worry." Xuanlong touched his cheek, turned around and stepped out with him, a mist pressed down from the sky, diluting the fragrance in the courtyard, Xuanlong turned into a dragon body, carried Hua Jue through the door and left As soon as he came out, the majestic and dignified dragon head was raised, as if he was sniffing the breath carefully, and then rushed through the entire courtyard at high speed, but Qi Guan was still nowhere to be seen.

For a moment, Hua Jue felt that she had merged with Xuanlong, and saw hundreds of small and fierce dragon spirits floating in the air. They rushed to various places in Jiangling, like an invisible spreading net, slowing down the entire Jiangling. Slowly shrouded.A moment later, as if the branches and leaves carrying dew in the rainy day finally bent down, and when a drop of swollen water dropped, Jiao Ling bit an invisible shadow.

"By the river."

Almost at the same time, Xuanlong and Huajue said these three words together.Hua Jue closed her eyes tightly, turned her head to avoid the howling wind, and only opened her eyes when the hot current re-wrapped herself.Xuan Long led him to the ground slowly, and the two ran towards a pair of figures in the distance - one black and one red, Qi Guan's back was facing them, one hand naturally dropped, and the other wrapped around someone's shoulder.

Yao Feimeng stood on tiptoe, buried her chin on his shoulder, then stretched out her hand and pushed him lightly, pushing him directly to the ground, leaned over and sat astride him, tilted her head and dropped a lingering kiss on his neck.

At this moment, Hua Jue suddenly found that her feet were blood red.It was a flower, a bunch of amaryllis flowers, blooming all the way, piercing the man's eyes, almost causing pain in his eye sockets.A deep echo came from an unknown place, like a voice from the underworld: "March [-]rd, the gate of hell will open, and the law will welcome—"

The sound made his brain hurt, Hua Jue pressed his temples hard, and ran towards the two of them regardless, his mind was in chaos, he could hardly hear the voices around him, and he didn't hear Xuanlong's presence. Calling his name over and over again: "Hua Jue, Hua Jue? Hua Jue?"

Only red and white were left in Hua Jue's eyes, and he ran over panting, holding the judge's pen in his hand, and said coldly: "Break!"

At this moment, a strong wind blew up his dark red skirt and ink-like hair, as well as Yao Feimeng's fluttering body.The strange ghost still retained the appearance of dying at the age of 16. He was pale and cold. He stood up and smiled at Hua Jue. Instead of avoiding the sharp edge of the judge's pen, he ran towards him.

Xuanlong hissed from behind: "Hua Jue—"

Hua Jue felt a pain in her heart, and a large amount of blood gushed out between her lips and teeth.Yao Feimeng put his hands on his shoulders, winked at him, and asked him, "Did it snow in your place three months ago?"

Then he fell backwards, widening his empty eyes, reflecting the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Hua Jue never thought that ghosts also have blood. The word "broken" in the judge's pen directly destroyed his body. Yao Feimeng's whole body was shattered, and very small red marks appeared on his white skin, as if he was entangled in red silk threads. up.

Hua Jue's blood and Yan Gui's blood merged together.

Xuanlong finally caught up with him at this moment, knelt down and hugged him into his arms.Hua Jue saw the panic in his eyes, and touched his heart strangely, not knowing when he was injured there, he just tried his best to lean into his ear and said: "Quick... I'm about to go in, this time You must remember me, don't forget me."

Xuan Long held his hand and said softly, "Okay."

He saw the white light in front of him flourishing, and then turned into green mountains and green waters, and knew that he had entered the fantasy dream of the judge's pen again.

Yao Feimeng's dream, Yao Feimeng's life.