Chapter Ninety-Five: The Hanged Man
Zhou Xuanqing saw that the nearest Ruan Governor's Mansion had not yet eased up, for fear that the little concubine would really be cut off, so he quickly took out a yellow paper talisman and flew it from his palm.
"Definitely!"
The rune paper was attached to the back of the thin figure, and the whole person immediately trembled, and he couldn't move.
Governor Ruan came back to his senses at this moment, quickly gathered his complicated thoughts, helped the concubine up, and deliberately moved a few steps away from the side. When he pushed the figure away, he glanced at her face suspiciously, and his face showed surprise, and he quickly calmed down.
The concubine had a pale face, her hair and clothes were messy, she was crying pear blossoms with rain, and her body was weakly leaning on the arms of Ruan Zhifu. "Master, Xiaolan, she's crazy! Woo woo, scared the concubine to death......"
"What just happened? Isn't this your personal maid?" Ruan Zhifu took into account that there were still outsiders - especially Hou Ye, so he just raised his sleeves tactfully to wipe away her tears, and his face was serious.
The concubine choked and raised her head, trembling and pointing at the motionless maid.
"I woke up in the middle of the night and heard Xiaolan calling me outside the door, so I walked out unprepared. Little Ranch was strange and led me to this garden, and I was afraid that I was about to leave, when she suddenly pounced on me and strangled me. It's terrible, sir~ woo woo woo ......"
The little concubine showed panic on her face, but her eyes were very calm when she lowered her eyes. Zhou Xuanqing looked carefully from the side, and his heart was strange.
She was leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, so she couldn't help but speak: "Governor Ruan doesn't mind, let Xiaodao come in and take a look." ”
"Wait, after all, this is my family matter, and since I am the local prefect, it is more appropriate for me to send someone from the government to handle it. After Governor Ruan finished speaking, he found that Zhou Xuanqing had already stepped into the house. His face was a little displeased, but he didn't dare to get angry openly, so he had to turn to Liu Yanshu for help.
"Master Hou, what do you see here?"
Liu Yanshu raised his eyebrows and replied with a meaningful look, which seemed to be a little helpless and seemed to be a warning.
"Let her go, she's better. ”
Ruan Zhifu thought that the yamen would have the ability to handle the case, but when he glanced at the silent Hou Ye, he had no choice but to let people in, while helping the concubine in his arms to retreat to the corner.
There were some porcelain and beds and hangers, but they were all covered with a curtain and a layer of dust floating on them. As soon as I came in, I smelled a dull musty smell, and it was obvious that I had not lived there for a long time.
The room burned with a dim light, and when the wind blew, the reflection was slanted long.
The one named Xiaolan was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with crimson flowers, and he looked a little old. Before Zhou Xuanqing touched her, his clothes slipped off his shoulders, revealing the simple clothes of his subordinates inside.
Zhou Xuanqing half-squatted and looked at the person: at the age of seventeen or eighteen, his skin should be smooth and pink, but he looked pale and bloodless, and his eyes were dull and dull.
The concubine tilted her head slightly, poked her head out through the Ruan Governor's Mansion, pursed her lips, and reminded herself: "Is she sick? Or is she evil?" Master, my sister died in this room before, I always feel that this place is very evil, let you find someone to smash it and build a new one earlier, you don't listen......
"Sister?" Liu Yanshu glanced at Governor Ruan from the corner of his eyes.
Governor Ruan hurriedly explained: "Ah, it's the deceased wife of Xia Guan. Something happened back then... She committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam in this room. After speaking, his expression was dark and uncertain, and I don't know if it was sad.
The concubine raised her eyes to Zhou Xuanqing, who was examining herself, and her gaze was fierce, which frightened her to her face, and she turned her head sideways to avoid it, so that she was not too out of shape.
Liu Yanshu didn't plan to delve into people's affairs, but he knew a little in his heart: left and right were just competing for favor and the like.
Zhou Xuanqing heard the concubine's words, and sneered in his heart. This servant girl is by no means sick, nor is she evil, but more like poisoning.
It's just that she has no evidence, and she can't make assertions yet. After thinking about it for a moment, Zhou Xuanqing: "Oops" exclaimed, and slapped the handmaid on the door with one palm.
"This little lady is right, sure enough, there is a hanged ghost in this room!"
She said something god-like, and everyone inside and outside the house panicked: Could it be the dead lady?
Liu Yanshu stood there, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and his peach eyes narrowed deeply.
Zhou Xuanqing slowly removed her palm, and a yellow paper talisman was pasted on the maid's forehead, and she immediately lowered her head and closed her eyes.
"Xiaodao is the best at catching demons and killing ghosts, and the female ghost on the hanging beam is collected by Xiaodao. You don't need to be afraid, just don't come near for a while. ”
Chang Zizi, who came in a hurry, finally squeezed in from the crowd, but heard Zhou Xuanqing talking nonsense, and was about to open his mouth to stop - Leng Buding was swept away by Liu Yanshu, and Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi behind him immediately understood, one locked his shoulders, and the other covered him, and dragged him down.
Zhou Xuanqing didn't notice the movement at the door at all, and was concentrating on pinching the mantra with both hands, and the rune paper flew up in an instant, spinning up and down the roof beam.
"Innocent and not evil, do not attach to the body of the living, if it is attached, it must be evil and unright!" Xiaodao is here to spell Du'er......" After speaking, Zhou Xuanqing bit his little finger fiercely, and pressed the blood of his fingertips on the center of the maid's eyebrows, and a circle of golden rays instantly lit up.
The servant girl looked up suddenly, opened her mouth and vomited, and vomited out a lot of unquenched chyme. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhou Xuandian held the person in his hand, covering his nose and frowning with a smoky smell.
Everyone watched it wonderfully, but they forgot to be afraid while holding their breath.
Zhou Xuanqing turned around, suddenly shocked, and shouted to the concubine: "Little lady, don't move, that hanged ghost is hanging on top of your head." ”
A gleam flashed in her eyes, and she pushed the maidservant into Ruan Zhifu's arms. Governor Ruan was caught off guard, so he had to let go of his concubine's arms.
The concubine couldn't retreat at her feet, and in a flash, a Taoist robe had flashed in front of her.
Zhou Xuanqing reached out and grabbed her slender wrist and stuffed a talisman into her mouth.
"Phew!something!" The concubine wanted to spit it out, but Zhou Xuanqing grabbed her jaw and forced her to swallow.
The beauty couldn't resist, her tears of grievance filled her eyes, she looked weak, and looked at Governor Ruan for help.
Governor Ruan handed over the maid to his subordinates, and when he stepped forward, he was already angry, and said in an unkind tone: "Nuguan, this official thinks that you are a friend of the Hou Ye and regards you as a guest, what do you mean?"
"Exorcism, can't the prefect see it?" Zhou Xuanqing rolled his eyes, retracted his hand and clapped his hands, looking straight at him without shame.
"I forgot to mention that the ghost collector of the trail is to collect the money. Fang Cai is so fierce, for the sake of your deceased wife, give a discount, fifty taels. ”
"You!" Ruan Zhifu is a scholar, he can't say anything scolding, knowing that this little Daoist aunt is malicious blackmail, and he can't think of words to refute it, so he finally has to soften his tone to discuss.
"Aren't all Taoist priests pure-hearted, and do they still want to make a fortune?"
"Those who are pure-hearted and have few desires are monks, and the Taoists who came out of our palace are just mixed food. ”
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