Chapter Twenty-Three: The Infant Spirit
After Ruoshui woke up, he heard Chen's mother come to report that there were many people piled up at the door of Zhou's house, crying and making trouble, begging Ruoshui to save her life. Ruoshui went out to look at the strange baby face that was smiling.
Ruoshui frowned when he saw the baby's weird smiling face, and said coldly: "Xu Wen hurt your life, naturally he has the karmic retribution he deserves, but you shouldn't come to the yang world to harm people." ”
It turned out that the baby's face that was supported by everyone was Xu Wen, and the old man who was over the age of sixteen was Xu Wen's grandfather Xu Zhengye. After Xu Wen returned from the Zhou family, he told his grandfather about the matter, and he said that he suspected that Ruoshui and the young lady in the song hall were arranged by others to deal with the Xu family.
Xu Zhengye is more cautious, let Xu Wen find someone to check again, don't fall out with the other party. Xu Wen responded to Xu Zhengye's words, so he found a few friends on the road, and prepared to check the young lady in the dance hall first.
In fact, the young lady of this dance hall is also a poor person, this girl's name is Ji Lin, and her family is also a medium-sized family in Nanjing, at least the kind that does not worry about food and clothing. Unfortunately, his father died early and his mother remarried. The stepfather didn't allow her mother to marry Ji Lin, so her mother abandoned Ji Lin and followed her stepfather to live a good life. The helpless Ji Lin was finally taken by the owner of the Nanjing Song and Dance Hall and became a singing lady in the dance hall.
Ji Lin was born in a well-educated family and knew etiquette, righteousness and shame, so since she came to the dance hall, she just sang, never drank with guests, and never sold her body. That day, Xu Wen happened to meet Ji Lin, who had changed his clothes and was about to go home, and without saying a word, he pulled Ji Lin away and forced Ji Lin to ask for him.
At that time, Xu Wen drank too much, and no matter how Ji Lin cried and struggled, he was unmoved. After waking up, he regarded Ji Lin as the kind of woman who was not serious, and sent Ji Lin away after giving some money.
Ji Lin knows his identity, even if he is forced, but in the face of a rich and powerful person like Xu Wen, it is impossible for him to get justice back, let alone make the other party responsible for himself. I know what my identity is, and it is impossible for the other party to want someone like me to be his wife.
So Ji Lin swallowed his anger and took the money, ready to forget everything that happened that day. But God didn't fulfill people's wishes, and it didn't take long for Ji Lin to find out that she was pregnant. Ji Lin used to believe in Buddhism, she believed in karma, and she was unwilling to strangle the opportunity for her child to be born in this world in the cradle. But now she can't even take care of herself, how can she take care of a child?
So she begged Xu Wen, she thought that this child was Xu Wen's biological flesh and blood after all, and Xu Wen should not be treated badly. This child has a good home with his father. But I didn't think about anything.
But she never dreamed that Xu Wen not only did not accept this child, but also beat herself half to death with someone because she came to the door to beg for help, and even the child in her womb was miscarried. It was the first time she had a hatred for someone, a hatred she hadn't even felt when her mother had abandoned her. The mass of flesh and blood on the ground was her own child, she was killed by her own father before she could come to this world to take a look, her eyes were red, and the word revenge came to mind for the first time.
When Ji Lin was a child, she heard the old man in the alley say that if a woman commits suicide by wearing a red dress, she will become a powerful ghost after death. So Ji Lin used all her savings to buy a piece of red silk that ordinary people use for happy events. A blood-red dress was made out of satin.
It was the Midyear Festival in two days, Ji Lin deliberately chose this day, put on that blood-red dress and hanged herself in the rental house, and when people found the body, Ji Lin clenched her fists tightly, and several big men couldn't break it no matter how hard they tried.
Xu Wen and his friends on the road came to the door at this time, and when Xu Wen came in, the fingers that the previous few big men couldn't break were released by themselves. The white paper held in his fist floated to Xu Wen's hand with the wind, and a few curious people came up to take a look, only to see a few words written on it in blood, "Xu Wen, give me my son's life back." ”
Xu Wen's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly threw away the paper in his hand. The moment he threw away the paper, Xu Wen suddenly felt a wave of yin qi rushing towards his face, and then he lost consciousness. The people around didn't know what was going on, but Xu Wen threw away the piece of paper in his hand, picked up a stick by the wall, and slammed it on himself.
When Xu Wen was rescued by a few friends, he had been beaten half to death by himself, and at this time, a baby's face had already appeared on Xu Wen's face. When Xu Zhengye heard the news and came over, the baby's face on Xu Wen's face was already very clear. Xu Zhengye thought of what Xu Wen reported to him today, and he was busy with people, so he carried Xu Wen to Zhou's house for help.
Xu Zhengye only believed that the little girl was a real master at this time, and they reminded Xu Wen in advance, saying that he would have bad consequences if he killed his own child. Xu Wen didn't believe it, this is good, looking at the baby's face, maybe it was the little ghost who was killed.
The baby's face, which was still smiling just now, was full of vigilance after seeing Ruoshui, and snorted, "Don't you humans often say it? Kill for your life! Why can't he pay for his life when he kills someone! He harmed me from being born, and I didn't even have the opportunity to be reincarnated, and my mother committed suicide. I don't have a mother anymore, and other little ghosts are bullying me. I want him to die too, to pay for my life and my mother! ”
Xu Wen, a thirty-year-old man, said this in a childish voice, which made the people around him feel terrified, only Ruoshui did not have any expression on his face, and said lightly: "I said, he has his karma." You shouldn't come to the sun to harm people. For the sake of your innocent and tragic death, I will help you to transcend and help you reincarnate. You come out. ”
The baby's face screamed, "I don't want it!" I want revenge! I want him dead! If he doesn't die, I'm not going anywhere! ”
The Xu family has been passed down for several generations, and Xu Zhengye has heard such a grandson, and when he heard the words, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ruoshui: "Ask the master to save my grandson's life, I am willing to exchange all my property for my grandson's life." Don't let this little ghost harm my grandson's life! ”
Ruoshui's expression on his face was still indifferent, and a cold voice came out: "I won't let the little ghost harm people under my nose." ”
Xu Zhengye hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, master, thank you!" ”
The little ghost felt the spiritual power gradually released from Ruoshui's body, and his little body trembled slightly: "Master, don't hurt me." I...... Isn't it okay if I don't hurt anyone? ”
Ruoshui saw that the little baby was full of horror, pursed his mouth, and looked very aggrieved, and he felt compassion for a while, so he put away his spiritual power and smiled: "If you don't hurt people, I won't hurt you, don't worry, with me, you will definitely be able to enter reincarnation." ”
The little baby showed two cute little dimples on his face, and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, sister, you are so good." When the little baby's voice fell, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and the blood was fused with the spirit of Ji Lin's anger and the resentment of the little baby.
If the water is defenseless, he has just collected the spiritual power of his whole body. In the hurry of getting up just now, the stabbing knife was still under the pillow. A trace of horror flashed in Ruoshui's eyes, she knew that if she was hit, she was afraid that she would be seriously injured if she didn't die.