Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Lonely Star

In the middle of the joke, there was a childish voice at the entrance of the yard shouting the name of the little sample, and the little sample said that it was her good friend Stupid Bunny who was coming, and ran out with joy. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ะจะฉะฉ.(7)(9)XS.ัะžะœ. Please search to see the most complete! The fastest update

Lan'er and Hui'er both opened the window, craned their necks excitedly to look out, and beckoned Bunny Rabbit to come in and talk.

I'm afraid there is a fresh bustle to watch. The house is dull, but whenever there is a disturbance, it is the talk of the 'women' in the house after dinner, not to mention such a rare and bizarre thing, the children will inevitably run to tell each other, and it is the most positive.

Tutu was obviously anxious, out of breath, holding his knees with his hands, trying to adjust his breathing, shaking his head at us, tugging at the little hand, and talking quickly, with an anxious expression.

The little one hurriedly ran in after a moment: "Miss, it's not good, stupid rabbit said, that seventh aunt came to our yard with Yiyang Zhenren." Stupid Bunny Rabbit is running fast, come and report to us first. โ€

I asked, "It's not dark yet, how did it start?" โ€

"I heard that Aunt Seven was worried that the old man would come back at night and reprimand her, so she added an extra silver tael to the real person and asked him to open the altar early."

Hui'er asked: "Even if it is to open the altar, don't toss in her splendid garden, what are you doing here?" โ€

"I asked," Xiao Xiang'er looked anxious: "Stupid Rabbit said that the real person opened the eyes of the sky, pinched his fingers, Miss Qingyin was killed by a resentful 'female' ghost, and the 'female' ghost was angry, and happened to be bumped into by Miss Qingyin." He calculated the specific location, and the 'female' ghost was hidden in our wisteria building. How could the seventh aunt let go of this good opportunity to bury us, shouted at a bunch of people to watch the excitement, and rushed to our yard with great fanfare. What can we do? โ€

It's not just fanfare, Aunt Seven is afraid that she wants to beat the gong and drum, right? I whispered. This wisteria building was originally repaired by her mother, so that Qingyin moved over, and now Qingyin's "spirit" is not good, and the Taoist priest said, "Miss Qingyin was killed by a resentful 'female' ghost", which is tantamount to giving her an arrow that can be arrogant, so that she came all the way over, obviously frustrating her mother's face.

I remember that Aunt Seventh once taught Qingyin not to be too disobedient to her mother, lest her mother make any more stumbling blocks in her marriage in the future.

Is it just to demonstrate with my mother? Let her mother be jealous of her and dare not treat Qingyin harshly? Aunt Seven is also a scheming person, and she will never be so reckless.

That must have something else going on.

I told Hui'er to close the 'door' of the house, and let them toss in the yard, it's none of my business, hang it high, I'll watch the excitement in the house, if I can see what the 'door' is the best.

Soon there was a lively noise in the courtyard, and I looked out through the cracks in the slightly open windows, and a Taoist priest wearing a nine-beam Taoist crown and a blue and gray gossip robe was surrounded by a purple and red tree, his eyes were pinched, his mouth was full of words, and his face was full of compassion and peace. At a glance, it does have the bearing of a fairy wind bone. It must be the revered Yiyang real person.

Behind him was also followed by a Taoist boy about twelve or thirteen years old, with a green coat collar, two double buns combed with red rope, red lips and white teeth, and he was also a clever child at first glance, but it was a pity that he followed this pit to make a living of "Meng" abduction.

"Look, that Daotong is really carrying a big cloth bag, bulging, and there are a lot of treasures in it." Xiao Xiao Xiao lowered his voice excitedly, not looking at the real person's practice, stared at the little boy's hand intently, and muttered in a low voice: "Go back and ask that little Taoist boy for two treasures, and show off in front of the rabbit and a few of them." โ€

Hui'er and Lan'er also chatted excitedly, commenting on the real person.

The so-called real person doesn't talk about his hard work for the time being, just this skin bag can make people believe it. The face is full of uprightness, and the body is full of fairy wind.

His right hand, which was behind him, delicately picked up a sword 'flower', and a yellow talisman worn on the copper coin sword spontaneously combusted without wind, causing everyone in the courtyard to exclaim.

I glanced at the yard, Qingqing, Qingchou, Aunt Six, Aunt Seven, and Aunt Nine all came with her, and Qinglian timidly pulled Aunt Ten to stand outside the yard, not daring to approach. In addition, their respective maids stood crowded together in my small courtyard, and a vacant space was vacated in the center that was enough for Taoist priests to perform.

Yiyang Zhenren was jumping and moving in that open space, and Tiangang Bagua stepped in a good manner, with a majestic demeanor, and a great generation of grandmasters.

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw the people in the courtyard looking at him with awe. raised his hand to stop the whispered discussion of Hui'er and the others, and listened carefully, but to see what kind of 'female' ghost that person could make up.

Yiyang Zhenren made enough of the posture, and there were words in his mouth: "The thirty-seventh generation of disciples under the Shangqing 'door' came to the mansion, subdued demons and eliminated demons, and all the gods helped each other, I would like to invite the six stars of the Southern Dipper, the seven stars of the Big Dipper, listen to my orders, I am as anxious as the law of the Taishang Laojun!" โ€

As soon as the words fell, a flame rose from his fingertips and shot forward. The flame was originally heading towards the wisteria 'flower' frame, but it turned a corner halfway and came straight to my window.

Hui'er was startled, and closed the window tightly with a "bang".

Xiao Xian'er said excitedly: "I saw that when the little Taoist boy took the talisman paper from his bag, he secretly grabbed a handful of powder-like things and threw them in our direction. Miss, is that what you said, something that can set itself on fire? โ€

Is that clearly deliberately coming at us?

Before I could answer, there was a knock on the door of the house from outside, and there was a voice from a little girl: "Miss Qingwu, Yiyang Zhenren invites you to speak in the courtyard." โ€

Everyone in the room was a little surprised, and looked at me in bewilderment.

I can't 'fathom' this person's 'door', but hiding is not a way to do it. nodded at Lan'er: "Open the 'door' and he will go to see what kind of 'medicine' is sold in this gourd?" โ€

Lan'er and Hui'er nodded when they saw me, stepped forward to open the 'door' of the house, and walked out together.

As soon as Yiyang Zhenren saw me, he stepped back two steps sharply, like a beast avoiding a flood, pinching the five fingers in his hand up and down, with a surprised face, and he was silent for a long time.

The seventh aunt behind her couldn't wait, took two steps forward, and asked in a low voice, "Dare to ask the real person, is there anything wrong?" โ€

Yiyang Zhenren sighed lightly, seemed to be embarrassed, shook his head and was silent.

Aunt Seven glanced at me coldly and said sharply, "What's wrong, it's okay to say it." I'll hear you. โ€

The real person looked me up and down again, and said in a deep voice: "That's it, I'll just fight to self-destruct and cultivate, let's leak the heavenly opportunity again, I can't watch Nuo Da and a Su Mansion fall to the ground by her." This can be regarded as a blessing, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. โ€

Everyone in the courtyard gasped, and my heart also "popped", and secretly said "not good"! Obedient to the wind, he knows that he will have nothing good to say next!

Aunt Seven glanced at me strangely: "Real people are tired, keep my Su Mansion peaceful, I will be grateful." โ€

The little boy of Yiyang Zhenren said crisply: "My master has always been compassionate and compassionate, and he is a person who has attained the Tao, and he does not love the yellow and white mundane things. Receiving a gift from your house is just a matter of cutting off the cause and effect with your house, and the two will not owe each other from now on. The master broke through the heavens, and it was to be punished by heaven, and it could not be compared with that meager thank-you gift. โ€

Yiyang Zhenren reprimanded that Dao Tong in a low voice, and Dao Tong muttered unwillingly: "The last time you helped Huang Yuanwailang in the west of the city to subdue that pestering little ghost, you hurt your vitality, and the injury has not yet healed, and a little thank you gift is not enough to give you 'medicine'." โ€

The master and apprentice sang and harmonized, and in the bitter persuasion of the Taoist boy, the image of Yiyang Zhenren became taller and taller.

The seventh aunt also heard the voice: "The master has suffered for my house, and it is natural to thank each other with heavy gifts, that is a little bit of my heart." โ€

The real person just sang a song, offended, turned his head to look at me, twisted his beard and said; 'Nian Ganbi robbed his father, Nian Zhi Cai Xingke's mother, the Yuezhu official killed his brother and sister, and the Japanese branch injured the official Kefu's life. This young lady was born with a bad life, and she was born with a catastrophe, so it is not suitable to stay in this red world to suffer and harm others and herself. โ€œ

There was a lot of discussion in the courtyard for a while, and it exploded like an oil pan in an instant.

"No wonder she was born weak and sick, and she was saved several times when she lost her breath, and her life was so hard."

"As soon as she returned home, there were many things in the house, and there was no stability. It's all from her. โ€

"That is, it turns out that Madame has always been in good health, but now she can hardly even get out of the house. Is she the rumored Lone Star? โ€

......

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, I was so embarrassed now, I almost fell into the mud, and the man was still not at ease, he bought this Taoist priest, and kicked me hard, so that I would never turn over. Even if my father didn't believe in these nonsense, this would make it difficult for me to move in the house in the future.

Where did I hinder her plan, it's like killing them all, I'm afraid I have a bitter hatred with my last life, right?

Obstruct?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, could it be that Aunt Seven's flamboyant actions were not aimed at her mother, but aimed at me? Was this man instructed by him?

All along, I thought too one-sidedly about things, and I got into a dead end, thinking that I had been repeatedly victimized because of my mother, and this idea was preconceived, and I never considered other possibilities.

Now I suddenly remembered what Xiao Xiang'er overheard last time, I was obviously in the way of Aunt Seven and Qingyin's eyes, they were worried that my mother would favor me and send me to the capital, what kind of cheapness did I get in the way, and hindered Qingyin's bright future in the future. If it was because of this incident, the seventh aunt secretly poisoned me, ruined my reputation, and ruined my impression in my father and mother's heart, then the doubts of many things would be explained.

For example, deliberately damaging my father's purple clay pot, picking 'flowers' in the middle of the night, poisoning and framing me, which turned me against my mother, and instantly felt like an enlightenment, all of which I figured out.

On another note, maybe my father asked me to go to the Vanity Nunnery to protect me, not to avoid the plot of the poisoner?

I think I should have an open and honest conversation with my father before I go to the temple.

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