The nurse is the son of the main family, and she offended the old lady's companion a few days ago, so she was assigned to the Basil Courtyard. She has a lot of connections, so she is very well-informed, seeing the two little maids staring at her with curious eyes, for a while the problem of broken mouth came again, closed the door, and said in a low voice, "Don't say it, the eldest young master really has a hidden disease!" ”

Hidden disease? How did I not know? Youshu was stunned, two little hands groped on his body for a while, his vision was normal, his hearing was normal, his intelligence was normal, and he didn't lack arms or legs, why did he have a hidden disease? Could it be that there is a disease in the internal organs? Congenital heart-disease or neonatal pneumonia? But why didn't you feel any discomfort at all?

His overdeveloped brain began to think at the speed of light, listing all the congenital diseases and finding the corresponding symptoms and treatments. Because his head was stuffed with a huge amount of knowledge, the expression of surprise only appeared on his face for a moment, and then he reverted to his previous stupidity.

The two little maids glanced at the baby in the cradle, twisted their eyebrows and said, "Could it be that the eldest young master is a fool?" ”

Youshu is still thinking about the treatment of congenital heart disease, and she has not heard their words, and even if she hears them, she will not care. He has always been indifferent, except for eating well, sleeping well, and trying to live, he has no obsession with anything else. Whether others are good or bad for him, whether they like it or hate it, is never within his consideration.

"It looks like this," the nurse also leaned over to the cradle to look at it, and then shook her head and said, "But this doesn't hinder it, the eldest young master is smart or stupid, the master doesn't care." He's having a problem with his personality. ”

Personality? Could it be that I'm a lone star? Youshu quickly withdrew her thoughts from various illnesses and began to recall esoteric theological knowledge such as gossip, six lines, numerology, yin and yang, etc., and her already wooden expression became more and more sluggish.

"Could it be that the eldest young master is a lone star?" The old woman thought of it with Youshu.

"Not really." The nurse beckoned, asked everyone to lean their heads, and whispered, "There is an allusion in this." It is said that on the day the eldest young master was born, the old man had a dream, and dreamed that his former colleagues came to visit, saying that the old man owed him forty taels of silver that had not been repaid, and now he came to collect the debt. As soon as the old man woke up, the eldest young master was born, and the colleague had died five years earlier. Therefore, the old man firmly believed that the eldest young master was entrusted by his colleague and asked him for debts, so he was very displeased with the eldest young master, scolded one by one debt collector, and handed over forty taels of silver to his wife, saying that the eldest young master's food and clothing were all deducted from the inside, and the eldest young master should leave if he was deducted, and he was not a member of the Wang family. ”

"Actually, there is such a thing?" The two little maids shuddered, and when they looked at Youshu's face again, they felt very terrifying.

Youshu looked sluggish, no matter what, she couldn't imagine that there was such an inside story. He is obviously a concubine, when did he become a colleague in debt collection? The family doesn't owe him any money! Furthermore, how long can forty taels of silver be spent? After spending it, the family will really kick themselves out? His thoughts quickly shifted from causal fatalism to the prices of various dynasties, and he was quite worried about his future life.

The wife cried for several nights, worried about having a relationship with the eldest young master, so she threw him far away in the Basil Courtyard, out of sight and out of mind. A month later, Aunt Lin gave birth to the second young master, and when she landed, there were bursts of music, bells and drums, and the sun was shining, which was an auspicious omen, but didn't the eldest young master, a debt collector, make it more and more unbearable? Now, the second young master is the treasure of the master's heart, but the eldest young master is a mourning star. The nurse's face was depressed, and she couldn't leave immediately.

"How long is forty taels of silver enough? What about our monthly silver? What about the reward? Lost bounty? The little maid was about to cry, and the days of the wealthy house were obviously not as good as she expected.

A series of numbers appeared in Youshu's head. He deduced the prices of various dynasties in history, and found that under normal circumstances, ten taels of silver can cost an ordinary family a year and a half to two years. And he is only one person, so it stands to reason that he should be able to support him for a longer time, but considering that the Wang family is a large family, and the degree of food and clothing is much higher than that of the outside world, it is to cut back on food and clothing, and at most it can only last for four or five years.

After four or five years, the silver is spent, will the Wang family really drive themselves away? After all, it's his own flesh and blood, so don't he care about blood and kinship at all? However, the ancients were very superstitious, and some Shu did not dare to pin their hopes on uncertain factors. He wants to live, so he has to plan well from now on. First of all, he had to make a plan for what to do with the forty taels of silver.

"Our monthly silver is not counted, I heard that the forty taels of silver can only be spent on the eldest young master, such as what to eat, what to wear, and what to use." The nurse pursed her lips and sneered, "You still want to reward money?" Wait and drink the northwest wind! ”

When the old woman and the two little maids heard such shocking secrets, they were scared and disappointed, and they didn't have the heart to drink tea and chat, so they found an excuse to leave, and rarely stepped into the eldest young master's room from then on. The nurse suddenly felt a cold wind swirling overhead, hugged her shoulders and shivered, and ran away.

The room was quiet, and Youshu stored the budget table in her brain, and the specific implementation had to be adjusted according to the current prices. In short, he had to rely on the forty taels of silver to grow to adulthood, but he could not last that long, and he had to be twelve or thirteen years old before he could do it.

The superbrain is a well-known scumbag of war, with thin blood and brittle skin, and it can't stand fighting, but that's for zombies, if you meet ordinary people, Youshu can completely deal with it. Four or five years old may be a bit of a hanging, but twelve or thirteen years old is enough to stand on your own. Thinking like this, Youshu's eyelids drooped and he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a cold air flow blew on his face, as if an invisible person was looking at him very closely. Youshu, as a person with spiritual powers, is very sensitive to the perception of the outside world. He knew that there was another person in the room, and he had a deep hatred for himself. He turned back and forth inside, but his face was silly and silly, and there was a line of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Who is the other party? Or - what is it? He thought of the day he was born, the invisible cold snap that competed with himself for his body; Thinking of the deceased, the colleague who came to collect the debt, there was a vague guess. It seems that the dream is real, and the so-called "debt collector" is also real, but it is not himself, but the cold current. He wanted to take the body so that he could ask the family for a silver tael.

However, the other party never expected that a newborn baby would have such a strong soul power that it would ruin his plan to take over. If he dies and still dreams to collect debts, it can be seen that he is very obsessed and will never leave lightly. Now that the debtor has taken out the money he owes, but spends it on himself instead of paying it back to the creditor, how can he be willing, he will still wait for the opportunity to take his body.

Youshu was awe-inspiring in her heart, but there was no expression on her face. In any case, he will not give up the opportunity to be reborn to others in vain, this body and this new life, he is going to decide.

The cold current hovered around Youshu for a while and then slowly dissipated, not as domineering as when he was born, and he drilled into this skin regardless of it. Youshu has every reason to believe that when fighting for his body, it has been greatly damaged, and it is in a period of weakness at this time, and it is not a threat to himself for the time being. But the question is, will it remain in this harmless state forever?

Youshu has never seen ghosts, but she has studied the theory of yin and yang, and in some theories of the theory of yin and yang, some ghosts will dissipate with the passage of time, and some ghosts will become stronger and stronger until they condense and form, such as powerful ghosts. And this thing in his room is a debt collector, and it should be classified as a ghost. If the resentment persists, it may gradually become stronger, and it will be able to take it away again.

Youshu is not an optimist, and before doing something, she always thinks about the worst results. He didn't expect the ghost to leave on its own, let alone believe that it would slowly dissipate. In other words, he is now facing not only the problem of being abandoned by his family, but also the persecution from the ghosts. But now he is just a newborn baby, and he can't even pinch an ant to death, so how can he deal with a terrible ghost? Although his spiritual power is still there, due to the relationship of reincarnation and rebirth, his strength has been greatly weakened, far less than one-tenth of his previous life, and he can't be released, unless the ghost squeezes into his mind, he will be passively attacked.

Fortunately, this ghost is not resentful and his strength is not strong, so he will fall behind when he takes away. Therefore, in addition to cutting back on food and clothing and growing up quickly, Youshu has a more urgent task, that is, cultivating spiritual power. If the power of the ghost grows day by day, and he keeps standing still, he will inevitably die sooner or later.

But how can it be so easy to cultivate spiritual power, under the premise of lacking a zombie crystal nucleus, you can only rely on meditation. The speed of meditation cultivation is extremely slow, and it is often difficult to rise to a level for several years. Youshu can ensure that she will not be taken away now, but it is difficult to ensure that she will not be taken away in the future, and the only way to do it once and for all is to kill this ghost.

How do you kill a ghost? What to do? Splashing dog blood? Sticking yellow charms? Stabbed with a peachwood sword? These are the things that a small baby can't do at all. So, you still have to grow up quickly! Thinking like this, Youshu took her thumb and fell asleep.

The cold wind that had just dissipated recondensed and hovered over the cradle for a while, trying to get closer several times, but was bounced away by the intense vitality emanating from the little baby. It seemed a little tired, blowing through a field of melon seed shells and burrowing out through the cracks in the window.

Not long after, another richly dressed woman quietly came to the small courtyard, and found that all the servants were gone, and there was a trace of anger on her face, but she quickly relented. She motioned for her maid to be silent, crept to the door, and peered in through the curtain. The baby sleeps very soundly, with a pink little mouth with a thumb in it, and pouts from time to time, making sucking movements, and the little appearance is very cute. The woman looked at it and shed two lines of tears, and the wolf bèi left after the maid's repeated pulls.