What kind of thing is a half-soul, Jiang Yunyao knows.

Her master, who had wandered somewhere, once said that people have three souls and seven spirits, and if they accidentally scattered half of their souls—especially their souls—they would become demented, as if their brains had been burned out, until they returned.

In other words, Jiang Yunyao herself is the soul of this girl. Now that the soul is back, the girl (she) is naturally normal.

Jiang Yunyao was thinking about how to fool the past, when she suddenly heard the maid say, "Where in this world is there any half-soul?" It's all used by Taoist priests to fool fools and foolish women, don't say that Langjun doesn't believe it, even slaves and maids who know a little about poetry and books don't believe it. So later, the Taoist priest was beaten out by Lang Jun, and he didn't even give him a little money. ”

Jiang Yunyao shivered excitedly.

She looked at the maid carefully, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall figure, as if she was used to working hard. I think it's because this stupid girl is not easy to serve, so I sent a powerful maid to serve. The maid combed her double snail bun, and the Luo skirt on her body was soft and soft, not like the clothes of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but like clothes from ancient times. But which dynasty it is, Jiang Yunyao can't tell.

But it was obvious that the maid didn't believe in ghosts and gods in every word.

Who is there in this world who does not believe in ghosts and gods?

"The son is silent, and the strange force is confused."

Therefore, Jiang Yunyao speculated that the family she was in must be the one who was a big family in ancient times, who had been hairpins for generations and passed on Confucianism thoroughly. And most likely, it is now a certain dynasty after the Western Han Dynasty. Because it was only after the Western Han Dynasty that Confucianism became completely popular.

She was a little stunned.

After all, the words of divination and numerology that he is best at are purely three religions and nine streams in this era, which is disliked by the family.

Jiang Yunyao secretly warned herself that she must be careful in everything in the future, and don't be arrested as a witch. After a while, the maid tidied her up, took her hand and came to the front hall, pointing to the two people sitting in the hall, that was the old lady, that was Lang Jun, it was like teaching a young child, and he repeated it three or five times.

The man and the woman sitting in the hall were about fifty years old, and the woman was close to the age of old age, and it seemed that she should be mother and child. Jiang Yunyao secretly thought that he was a fool now, so he stepped forward, tilted his head to look at them, and called his grandmother and father glutinously.

The old lady beat her legs and sighed: "Erniang is already sixteen years old, but she still can't salute." ”

The middle-aged man turned his head sideways to comfort her: "Mother, don't worry, Erniang has been chaotic since she was a child, so let's teach it slowly." ”

When Jiang Yunyao heard this, she broke out in a cold sweat again. She secretly thought that she was fortunate that she was a fool, otherwise she would be completely exposed in terms of etiquette and salutation. But she thought that she could not always be a fool, so she came to the old lady and looked at her with a blank eye.

The old lady smiled lovingly and said, "Ah Yao come here to sit." ”

Jiang Yunyao secretly thought, it turns out that "herself" is also called A-Yao, but she doesn't know what her surname is? She replied glutinously, followed the example of the old lady, and sat upright on the couch. This kind of sitting posture is actually a test of skill, and she only sat for a moment, and then she complained bitterly.

The old lady sighed softly and said, "Ah Yao is in good spirits today. ”

Jiang Yunyao raised her head slightly, and a look of ignorance and confusion appeared on her face. She knows that her sudden change of "good" will definitely make people feel shocked, so the only way is to let herself get better slowly so as not to arouse suspicion.

The old lady smiled lovingly, and was about to say something more, when suddenly a servant rushed in from outside, sweating profusely in a hurry, and said in a blazing voice: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun is not good, the Turks have called." The defenders outside the city gate have retreated, and in three or two days, Jinyang City will be broken! Lang Jun still took the old lady and the two ladies to take refuge in the city as soon as possible. If it's too late, it'll be too late! ”

As he spoke, he raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat, his face flushed with anxiety.

The middle-aged man Huo Ran stood up: "What did you say?!" ”

He walked back and forth in the room, and his face was a little anxious. The Turks have always come and gone whenever they want, but every time they come, they will attack the city and plunder the pool, taking away the whole city's grain, gold and silver wealth before they will stop. Turkic ...... Turkic ......

"You go to Cui's house and ask." He commanded, "Whatever news there is, come to me quickly." ”

The servant groaned and hurried away again. The atmosphere in the house suddenly dropped to freezing, and the old lady called the maid just now to come in and take Jiang Yunyao back to the house. Jiang Yunyao wanted to ask about the Turks, but now she was a fool, even if she asked out loud, she would probably not respond to her, so she gave up.

She was carried into the house by the maid, and tied up like a bear child.

Jiang Yunyao stared dryly.

She looked at the sturdy rope around her waist, and at the door that was fastened, and she couldn't laugh or cry. I think this girl usually likes to run around, so when the maids are not there, they will tie her up with a rope, for fear that she will run away.

Jiang Yunyao stared at the rope for a moment, then sighed gloomily, and plucked a handful of petals from the potted plant on the windowsill.

She clasped the petals in her hand, flipped them over a few times in a strange and complex rhythm, and then threw them up.

The petals fluttered down to the bluestone floor, showing a strange distribution.

Heaven and earth are harmonious, and the yin and yin are different, so they should be fierce.

Jiang Yunyao glanced at the room strangely, those furnishings were still neatly and neatly, and they were all made of precious and rare materials, obviously rich and noble. And there is still a faint fragrance of flowers wafting in this room, and even the position of the bronze mirror is auspicious, how can it be fierce?

Could it be that after she crossed over, even her ability to divination has deteriorated?

Jiang Yunyao was puzzled.

She picked up the petals from the ground piece by piece, ready to make another divination. Suddenly, the door was opened from the outside, and a glare of sunlight shone straight in, followed by a long, graceful shadow standing in front of her.

A woman sneered and chuckled: "You say, if I throw you into the Turkic army, you will taste the ravage. Will my cousin be sad about the taste of being torn to death? ”

Jiang Yunyao raised her head and saw a woman in her thirties.

The woman's face was four or five points similar to herself, and she was wearing Qiluo and hairpin ring jewelry, and she was obviously a woman from a wealthy family. Contacting Lang Jun and the old lady who I just met in the hall, it is not difficult to guess that this woman is the wife of that Lang Jun. She suddenly remembered that when she was passing through the corner gate just now, she had heard the little servants talking about the fact that the mother of this body had passed away more than ten years ago. Now the hostess of the house is Lang Jun's steproom, and she is also the cousin and handkerchief of the first lady.

So, this is the drama of stepmom and stepdaughter?

The step-lady walked up to Jiang Yunyao, pinched her chin, looked at her carefully for a moment, and sneered: "You still look the most like her, even the eldest lady has to be ashamed of herself." As soon as I saw your face, I couldn't help but want to scratch it. Say, "Shall I row?" ”

Sharp nails were grinding against her cheeks, as if they were really about to make two cuts.

Jiang Yunyao rolled her eyes helplessly, and endured it again: "Are the furnishings in this room all arranged by my mother?" ”

"Furnishings?" Mrs. Steproom was stunned for a moment, and then smiled arrogantly, "Naturally, I arranged it, is A-Yao still satisfied?" Look at this quilt," she said, pointing to the quilt on the couch and sneering, "there's a lot of oleander mixed in there." There are also these two tassels, does A-Yao look beautiful? These are specially dyed with impatiens to disguise the aroma and color of safflower. There is also the rouge gouache in the makeup, presumably Ah Yao is also quite comfortable to use. She bowed. Coming over, he did not hide the mockery in his eyes, "What's the use of me telling you this?" You never understood. After that, it seemed to be a little regretful.

Jiang Yunyao came to his senses.

It turned out that it was not that she was at fault, but that there was indeed a big murderer in this house, and there were big murderers everywhere!

She glanced at the step-lady and asked, "You hate me?" ”

The step-lady laughed wildly: "Annoyed with you? No, no, no, how could I be angry with you? You're innocent, but who made you look like this? From the hair to the tips of the toes, there is your mother's shadow in every trace and every place. Every time I see you, I can't wait, I can't—"

Jiang Yunyao asked again, "Do you hate my mother?" ”

The stepwife's eyes instantly turned cold, faintly with a bit of fierceness: "I hate her? How dare I hate her? A noble girl from a high family, with ten miles of red makeup, is better than everyone in the clan to marry. I'm just a cousin who I picked up, how dare I hate her? Where dare you hate my cousin? Heh......"

Jiang Yunyao sighed softly and said secretly, I see.

This is the grudge of the previous generation, and it has been carried over to this girl......

The step-lady gritted her teeth and said word for word: "Just because she is the girl of her aunt and uncle's relatives, she uses everything well, and I can only choose the side to use?" I don't! I'll take what she has, and if I can't take it, I'll destroy her! By the end of her speech, she was already faintly crazy, and her eyes seemed to glow with a hint of blood.

Jiang Yunyao didn't want to hear it anymore, so she slashed it with her backhand and slashed it on the back of the neck of the stepwife. The step-lady didn't even snort, and tilted her head and fell into her arms. This trick was learned by her brothers, and it was said to be very ineffective, but because the step-lady was a delicate woman and slightly half a head shorter than her, she succeeded in one attempt.

She secretly said that it was a fluke, and threw the step-lady on the low couch, pinching the petals scattered on the ground, a little worried.

If you can practice these hexagrams to perfection and count the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine "accurate" hexagrams, you can be promoted to a generation of hexagram gods, and from then on, even the gods can't stop her.

But right now, where is she going to find the tortoiseshell yarrow Five Emperor Money, which is full of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine accurate hexagrams?