Chapter 31: What Evil in the Middle?
As soon as Pan put away the dishes and chopsticks, he heard a knock on the door outside the house.
"Who?"
As soon as the door opened, except for Mr. Kong, who was dressed in a shirt, he was holding a spotted cat in his arms, and there were several unfamiliar faces beside him.
"Disturbed Sister-in-law Pan, these are friends, I don't know if my fourth mother has come back here?"
Pan Shi looked at Zhou Xuanqing, who was dressed in Taoist clothes, until he looked at the handsome Hou Ye, and was stunned when he heard this, and replied: "No, didn't you leave together?"
Mr. Kong was immediately discouraged, chatted a few inconsequential words, and planned to go back to his home to have a look.
At this time, Lao Pan's coughing sound happened to come from the back room, and after a pause, he shouted, "Who is here, mother-in-law? Is it Young Master Sun?"
"No, no, it's Mr. Kong and his friends. Pan Shi turned his head and shouted, then turned his head to stare at Zhou Xuanqing, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You are, the female crown of Yicheng Palace, right? ā
Zhou Xuanqing nodded in acquiescence, remembered another thing, and asked: "Not long ago, my junior brother brought a message to Lao Pan, hoping that he could go up the mountain to repair the palace view. It turned out that Lao Pan was injured in his leg and inconvenience, and I don't know if I can call someone else? ā
There is still a skylight on the roof of Yicheng Palace, and Zhou Xuanqing is always concerned about this matter after leaving.
"Okay, okay, I'll let Lao Pan know, hey, let's go in and sit down." Pan didn't seem to care about whether Hu Siniang was a human or a demon, and warmly greeted and brought the group into the house.
Liu Yanshu sat naturally on the right seat, and there were two door gods standing on the left and right, like Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi.
Mr. Kong was already in a hurry with the spotted cat in his arms, and he walked around the yard, and he didn't want to come in, "No, I'd better go back first." ā
Liu Yanshu glanced at Lu Shiyi and Mo Huaigu, "You go with him." The two demons immediately followed Mr. Kong out of the door.
Flicking his fingers on the desk, Liu Yanshu was not in a hurry or impatient, his eyes turned to the half-open door of the inner room, and his expression was thoughtful.
Zhou Xuanqing followed Pan into the inner room to see the old Pan on the couch. "Master Pan, how did you hurt your leg?"
"Besides, I just can't remember. On that day, the little Taoist priest of Yicheng Palace just told me about going up the mountain to make up the tiles, didn't he pull the cart out to buy some tiles, and then I forgot how I fell, and I only remembered that when I was pulled home, I had broken my leg. ā
"If you want me to say this, it's like being evil, a good person breaks his leg, and in the middle of the night he starts to get into a daze, which was not the case before. Female crown, look, do you want to help my old Pan practice to drive away evil spirits and turn bad luck?"
After listening to this, Zhou Xuanqing had a general idea in his heart. He commanded, "Whether it is evil or not is still uncertain, and bad luck is not arbitrary." In this case, can Sister-in-law Pan help me prepare a basin of water, a bronze mirror, plus plant ash and a red rope?"
Pan Shi hurriedly responded and prepared to go.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a while to go, Zhou Xuanqing began to carefully look at the sick old Pan, who was lying still on the couch, and he looked thin and haggard.
"Did anything special happen that day?" she asked casually.
Unexpectedly, Lao Pan was so excited that he almost knocked over a pot of water on the side of the low table. He put the pot down before he said slowly, "I want to think about it... I finished buying the tiles that day, and I walked down the street with my cart. The cart suddenly crooked, and the thing fell down... But I seemed to hold on to the car, and something ended up hitting my leg? ā
The two were silent for a while, and Pan came in with something.
Zhou Xuanqing sprinkled the ashes of plants and trees on the bronze mirror, took out a rune with a cinnabar rune from the dark pocket, burned it and melted it into a basin of water; And knot one end of the red rope with Lao Pan's fingers, press a section on the bronze mirror, and finally pinch the mantra with one hand...
The water in the basin was originally calm, but as Zhou Xuanqing chanted the mantra, there were gradually small ripples. After the incantation was recited, Lao Pan had already closed his eyes.
Zhou Xuanqing drew a circle along the water basin with his fingers, only to see the water surface turned into a mirror. A scene appears in the water mirror: a road, and the line of sight is a little down is a cart with several layers of tiles falling on the cart.
Continuing to walk for a while, it seemed to stop in a vacant place, and the picture in the mirror moved to the left, and on the lintel beam not far away, there was a plaque with the word "school" hanging on the lintel beam.
The gaze turned, and it jerked around the corner, the cart skewed, and the tiles fell to the ground. His gaze shifted down again, and the pants that wrapped his legs were torn, revealing bloody flesh.
He tried to get up and stand, but failed, and fell to the ground violently.
Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a cyan skirt flashing through the slanted thorns, and the tiles on the ground seemed to be swept away by the wind, and fell steadily back on the cart.
The man turned around and held a panicked child, whose forehead had been torn by the skin, and the man pressed his hand against the wound, and when he let go of his hand, the wound was gone. After putting the child down, the man turned his face back: it was a familiar face!
The man's expression was cloudy, and after thinking about it, he approached and squatted down step by step. I didn't know what I said, I blew my breath, and my eyes were completely confused. The bronze mirror shattered, and Lao Pan opened his eyes suddenly.
"IāI remembered!"
Hu Siniang, it's her.
Zhou Xuanqing walked out of the back room with a heavy heart, and his eyes touched Liu Yanshu who was waiting.
"Lao Pan was injured because the cart was crushed by the tiles. Hu Siniang was also there at the time, and she also saved a child. However, because he was seen by Lao Pan, Hu Siniang cast a little spell on him, telling him to forget this important memory. Because spells have drawbacks, Lao Pan will become obsessed at night. ā
She explained sentence by sentence, and Liu Yanshu listened patiently until she finished speaking.
"Finished?"
Zhou Xuanqing nodded in a muffled voice. In the past, Nanshan taught her that she relied on her ability to catch demons and subdue ghosts, and if she couldn't take it, it was better to have more than one thing. So my heart has always been frank and open, but like Hu Siniang, should I catch it or let it go?
What about a demon king like Yan Qingjun, chasing him down the mountain, in fact, he never thought about it. Zhou Xuanqing was like a mess at the moment, blocking his heart, and he had some troubles.
"Mr. Kong has already gone back to his house, if you do something good here, we should go over. ā
Liu Yanshu didn't say anything else, just said what he had to say. His peach eyes are well-born, and he is unruly and sharp when he is cold, and once he smiles, he overflows with a sense of comfort and ease.
For example, right now, it is clearly not comforting words, but with the pulse in the eyes, it makes people feel that they are comforting themselves.
"Master Hou, can I ask you something?" Zhou Xuanqing stared at Liu Yanshu's face.
Said as he walked. Liu Yanshu had already gotten up, with long legs and a step, looking a little hurried.
"Is it true that Master Hou can't stand it and can't fight the demon king, so he has to catch him?"
Liu Yanshu didn't stop, didn't squint, and replied with a tail, "Yes, Benhou has always been domineering, he can do whatever he wants, no reason is needed." ā