After a few days of laziness in Chengdu, Jia Cong was bored and wanted to find some excitement and fun. On this day, I happened to listen to a comment in the teahouse, and an uncle who ate tea mentioned a ghost house in the west of Chengdu.

It is said that three years ago, a foreign merchant bought a house in Chengdu, and because he did not come to live often, he sent a family of servants to look after the house. Suddenly, one day, all four of this slave's family died! The merchant is not there, but the official of the neighborhood newspaper. Because it was a foreigner and a slave who died, the people in the government did not pay much attention to the case, and there was no bitter master, so they left it down. The four of them died in an unknown manner, and the merchant did not dare to come to stay. The house has been empty for three years, and the idlers in the neighborhood have spread a lot of gossip, saying that there are ghosts in the house, and there are noses and eyes.

Jia Cong became interested. He changed his robe, drew a lot of evil talismans in his sleeves, and went to play a haunted house by himself.

In broad daylight, this guy is actually going through the wall in the light! Dusted off the dust on his body, and went to the people's hall, kitchen, and study with great interest. Seeing that the bedroom was full of dust and a beautiful Western-style machine with a large glass mirror, he couldn't help but regret it, shook his head and said, "It's the mirror that is dusty." Hearing the sound of "rattling", his feet were empty, and the whole person fell down "poof". Jia Congren was still lying on his stomach and didn't get up, and he had already shouted "whoop~~" in his mouth: "It has nothing to do with me!" I'm here for a tour! Heavenly Spirit Spirit Earth Spirit ~~ Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law-" After shouting, I looked around, it was pitch black, and I hurriedly took out the fire fold from my arms and shook it away.

I saw a tunnel in front of me, and I didn't know where to go straight ahead. He took a candle out of his bosom, lit it and held it high in his hand, and walked forward slowly, saying, "Don't mess around!" I know Zhang Tianshi! ”

After walking about seventy or eighty steps, his eyes suddenly opened up. Jia Cong couldn't help but whistle: "Good project!" How good it is to use this technology to repair subway stations! ”

At his feet was a staircase that went down, but at the bottom of the staircase there was an open space the size of five or six rooms, a bit like the sunken plaza of later generations with a roof. The open space is like an underground hall, in which there is a case, and the case is set up with an east bottle and a west mirror self-striking bell, and there are two Taishi chairs with books on their backs. At the bottom of the head, there are two rows of crescent armrests, and many pestles are densely packed. Jia Cong said to himself: "It looks like a conference room. Why don't you even have a plaque or a couplet? It's hard to guess without words. ”

But I heard someone say with a smile: "Mr. Jia is famous all over the world, why don't you ask Mr. Jia to draw up a pair?" ”

Jia Cong said casually: "Okay! He didn't look back, stood with his hands and looked at the place where the pair should have been hanging on the case, and thought for a moment, "What do you think of this pair?" There is more than a hand behind him, and there is no way to turn back. ”

The man slowly walked down another staircase and praised, "Good connection." Mr. Jia, is this trying to turn back? ”

"Mr. Ding still doesn't want to turn back?" Jia Cong turned around with a smile, "There is no way in front of you." ”

The person who came was Ding Wangji, and made a gesture to Jia Cong: "Mr. Jia is so interested." ”

Jia Cong looked around and said, "If Mr. Ding thinks this couplet is not good, there will be another couplet in his later life." Then he thought, "When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is no place for inaction." ”

Ding Wangji high-fived: "Good union!" ”

Jia Cong said with a smile: "Not bad." Do you want to hang out for face? ”

Ding Wangji smiled: "It's not good to hang here, it's okay to hang it elsewhere." ”

Jia Cong shrugged: "Thank you!" Nai casually sat in the first guest seat, "It turns out that this is your territory, I should have guessed it a long time ago." When people are lazy, they tend to forget things. ”

Ding Wangji said strangely: "How did Mr. Jia guess?" He also walked to the throne and sat down.

"When I was a child in my later years, my family teacher Lin Hai was also almost assassinated." Jia Cong said, "It's also because of the investigation of a small case, and that small case is about to involve a big case." Because he disturbed the first emperor, although the first emperor didn't know what was going on, he didn't allow him to investigate again. ”

Ding Wangji said: "No, Lin Hai is not a person from the first emperor. ”

"It is the people of the first emperor who are in trouble. The first emperor thought that the man was committing a trivial matter, so he asked Mr. Lin to stop. The corners of Jia Cong's mouth crooked, "That case only happened many years later, and it was the first Jiangxi governor Xu Hongmou to rebel." How about it, Mr. Ding, I can look up to you in my later years, and compare you to Lord Xu. ”

Ding Wangji frowned and said, "A reckless man who died at the hands of an assassin actually compares me to me? It's too contemptuous. ”

"Dare to ask Mr. Ding what rank he has?"

Ding Wangji said with a smile: "But if you can move the world, what does it matter if you have a few products?" ”

"Sure enough, you don't have to pay taxes if you pretend to be forced." Jia Cong rolled his eyes, "Dare to ask Mr. Ding, how do you get out here?" ”

Ding Wangji smiled dumbly: "Mr. Jia still wants to go out?" ”

Jia Cong set up Erlang's legs, took out two talismans from his sleeves and shook them: "Even Qiu Liang knows that I have come here to explore the haunted house." If you don't let me out, he'll be able to hollow out the house. ”

Ding Wangji said with a smile: "It's worth exchanging a house for Mr. Jia." ”

didn't wait for Jia Cong to play tricks, an iron net fell from the sky and wrapped him up! Jia Cong shouted, "Hey! Do you want to start the boat without saying a word! ”

The two men flashed out of nowhere, with ropes wrapped around their arms, and Jia Cong's arms were twisted through the iron net to tie him firmly. Tearing open the iron net, Ding Wangji ordered someone to scrutinize his belongings, and the only weapons were a sword at his waist and a short dagger in his boots. Ding Wangji said strangely: "Mr. Jia didn't even bring a firearm? ”

Jia Cong said: "This is a haunted house! What is the use of firearms against ghosts? I have a lot of charms with me. ”

Ding Wangji frowned, looked at the thick stack of twenty or thirty talismans, and asked another mess: "What are these?" ”

Jia Cong raised his chin: "Oh, the black donkey's hooves, specializing in making zongzi." ”

"Zongzi?"

"It's a dead and immortal zombie." Jia Cong said, "Love to bite." In case it happens, take this and stuff it into the zombie's mouth, and the zombie can't move. He shook his head again, "That cross is a sacred relic of Western Christianity, and vampires are most afraid of it." Peachwood sword, this doesn't need to be explained. Touching the golden talisman, made with the claws of a pangolin, is the most evil spirit. ”

Ding Wangji laughed: "You actually brought a lot of these things with you." ”

Jia Cong said innocently: "What do you bring with you when you come to the haunted house?" By the way," he bared his teeth, "Mr. Ding, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

Ding Wangji smiled slightly: "Guess? ”

"Ghost!"

"Then the hell." Ding Wangji motioned to the people below him to take him away.

Jia Cong took the initiative to follow the man who led the way, and at the same time shook his head and sang the tune: "My dear, you are not by my side, a day alone is like a year......" Walking through the stairs and seeing that Ding Wangji was about to disappear from the sight of the back of his head, he suddenly roared, "For the tribe - blood and thunder - strength and glory - " Ding Wangji only thought that he was crazy and did not move. Jia Cong let people go a long way, and they didn't know where they went.

There is an important literati meeting today, and Ding Wangji must go. He was still in his mother's filial piety, but people outside thought that Ding was just his adoptive mother, and this old sister-in-law died a disgraceful death, so he didn't dare to make a big funeral, and others didn't know about it. It is reasonable to say that others do not know what they themselves always know, and they should not refuse. This time, more than a dozen rare talents from Shu were gathered, and he had to go.

Because of the delay in dealing with Jia Cong's trespassing, Ding Wangji rushed to the flower building where the party was gathered, and the others had already drunk the second round, and they all grabbed him and wanted to punish him for drinking. He didn't shirk it, and drank three cups seriously. Then the banquet began to chant poems again, so it was not lively.

There was an elegant monk who was good at writing, mentioning that their temple had recently been renovated, and asked for couplets from all the great talents. Ding Wangji was thinking about his kung fu, and three or four gentlemen had casually recited some Zen Buddha couplets, and everyone praised them in unison. Ding Wangji was originally a genius, but he drank a few more glasses today, and the delicate powder beside him kept persuading him to drink, and his mind was a little uplifted. Seeing that everyone around him had a good pair, Ding Wangji couldn't think of it, so he was silent.

At this time, an old Confucian pointed at Ding Wangji with a smile and said: "Mr. Ding has not yet spoken, and the real good connection has not yet passed his ears." Everyone was busy making a fuss, urging Ding Wangji to hurry up, and the pink finger nudged his back, and the Ya monk also kissed Ding Wangji and saluted and begged for connection.

It's not okay to come out without a couplet. Ding Wangji had no choice but to read out the couplet that Jia Cong said: "When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere to do nothing." ”

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the old man took the lead in stroking his palm: "Wonderful!" Where did Mr. Ding come from! ”

The monk sang the Buddha: "Good union! Poor monk, thank you, Mr. Ding. ”

Another person shouted: "Mr. Ding is a genius in the world!" Late life is convinced! ”

Everyone praised and recommended this union as the leader today. Ding Wangji's heart was a little weak, and he immediately thought that Jia Cong would not live long, and no one knew, so he was safe.

On this day, he went home drunk, and his daughter-in-law couldn't help but feel cold when she saw it: "My mother-in-law has only been there for a few days, and my lord has gone out to drink!" ”

Ding Wangji said: "Don't worry! I took the enemy today, and on the day my mother turned seven, I will pay tribute to her old man with the heart and liver of the thief's head. ”

was so frightened that her daughter-in-law shuddered: "Master, don't come nonsense!" Fang wanted to ask again, but Ding Wangji had fallen asleep on the chaise longue.

On the other end, Jia Cong was lost, and Chen Siniang walked around the haunted house without seeing anyone and left. No one told King Shu and Qiu Liang about such a big event, only the people of Jia's horse shop looked around the street. Ding Wangji thought about it, but he was afraid that the people who came with him would be frightened, and he didn't dare to say that he knew with the officials. A few days ago, someone from Tonghammer Mountain came to tell him that Jia Cong and the others were rescued by a Taoist priest with strong martial arts, and Jia Cong told Qiu Liang that it was his own tongue that coaxed the mountain bandits. Although Ding Wangji found out that Jia Cong had recently followed an old Taoist priest, because he had disappeared and had not seen a Taoist priest with strong martial arts come out to investigate, he didn't know which one to believe.

Seeing Ding's four sevens, Ding Wangji went to see Jia Cong on a whim after worshipping in front of his mother's spirit. Outside the door, he heard "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight; 2234, 5678". Nai ordered the guards to open the door and go in, only to see Jia Cong stretching his arms and legs to move his muscles and bones, and said with a smile: "What is Mr. Jia doing." ”

Jia Cong said: "You don't understand, this is called radio gymnastics." No one should lose his love of life under any circumstances. He stopped, "Has your house been hollowed out?" ”

"Nope." Ding Wangji said, "The King of Shu doesn't know yet. ”

Jia Cong frowned: "What are you doing!" ”

Ding Wangji laughed and said, "Even if you dig out, you can't find Mr. Jia, just rest assured." ”

Jia Cong snorted: "It's hard to say. Nai scratched his head, "By the way, there's something I don't understand. Zhenyuan's old Taoist priest has high martial arts skills, and he is Wen Yong's relative, why did you kill him? ”

Ding Wangji glanced at him: "This person is not of the same mind as us. ”

"Then you can also coax to help~~ What a waste of talent if you die."

Ding Wangji said: "It's better to cherish Mr. Jia's talent in the future, and if you don't use it, you won't stay." ”

"Cut!" Jia Cong muttered, "It's boring, I don't know how to use the existing conditions flexibly, no wonder it's not as good as your Lao Tzu, and not as good as your brother!" Both of your brothers are smarter than you. ”

Ding Wangji saw that he was in prison, not only jumping with joy but also talking about it, and a wave of unhappiness welled up in his heart for no reason, and said with a smile: "I see that Chen Siniang is still a virgin." ”

Jia Cong's eyes were cold: "You don't want to look for death." ”

Ding Wangji sighed: "I saw it when she came in with a tea tray that day." I don't want her to go to that house to look for you a few days ago, but you are still a virgin. Mr. Jia, are you not good? ”

Jia Cong snorted: "Can't I know the fifth girl?" You know what! The more you like it, the more expensive it is, and it's not a fan who wants to sleep a few and sleep a few. ”

Ding Wangji came out with his hands in his hands, ordered the door to be locked left and right, and turned around and said, "This woman is my fan sooner or later." ”

Before the words fell, he felt a pain in front of his eyes, and he had already received two punches in the door. The guards guarding the door couldn't stop him, and watched Jia Cong punch Ding Wangji twice through the arms of the two of them, and hurriedly stopped him inside. Jia Cong bumped a few times and couldn't get out, and Sen Sen said: "Sooner or later, you thief will die in my hands." ”

Ding Wangji didn't care about the pain, laughed, and said, "Don't you want to know why I want to kill Zhenyuan?" I told him that it would be very easy to subdue a woman. Depending on which family she was a spy in the past, since she was a virgin, whoever slept with her first would naturally become someone's person. Zhenyuan didn't even listen to me for such a trivial matter, and he still pointed fingers. Keeping him is bound to be bad! ”

At this moment, the two guards had pushed Jia Cong into the house with a "plop" and locked the door with a "click".

Jia Cong said loudly inside: "More than that. At that time, Mr. Ding didn't know that Zhenyuan's gold medal was fake, thinking that he was a court agent. Zhenyuan knows that you are the son of Guo Shu, not the son of the King of Shu. There are not many people in the Shu Kingdom, and you have a way to kill others, but Zhenyuan's kung fu is too high to destroy him. But as long as he lives, your dove's plan to occupy the magpie's nest will never succeed. He paused and sneered, "Wansheng guessed correctly." Mr. Ding's plan is to kill the King of Shu Manmen first, and then pretend to be the outer chamber born to the Ding family and the King of Shu, so as to occupy this Shu country. ”

Ding Wangji was stunned in front of the door for half a cup of tea, as if he had been immobilized: "Mr. Jia is really talented!" I'm reluctant to kill you. After being stunned for a long time, he laughed, "Sure enough, when the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere to do nothing!" When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere to do nothing! Mr. Jia is worthy of being called the lower realm of heaven and man. He dusted off his clothes and drifted away.