The so-called children's ditch is really not too far from Fucheng. In the north and west of the city, less than three miles away from the official road, among the overgrown barren grass, there is really a mud puddle and ditch.

This ditch is not a natural formation, the two sides are flat and smooth, and a line wades out, and the water that leads out of the moat is obviously artificially dug. But for some reason, it came to an end when it came here, and it should have been abandoned before it was completed. Now in spring, there is not much water in the moat, and there is no moisture in this small depression.

Mr. Peng, Huzi and Zhao Shankun, who were originally with the girl from Chunfeng Garden, made an appointment to meet here, but the husband and son came early, and they carried the lamp to shine around, but there was no one.

Zhao Shankun didn't know what happened today, and suddenly said that he wanted to come over and have a look. He said that he was curious, he had been in the ghost house for so long, but he had never seen what Mr. Peng's exorcism and demon subjugation were like. Mr. Peng felt that it was not a big deal to send a baby spirit with a frightening dream, so it was okay to ask Zhao Shankun to follow, so he agreed.

But Zhao Shankun regretted it when he came. In the middle of the night, there is no one in the wilderness and there is a black and steep place, and the barren grass and rocky beaches reflected by the lamp all look like a kind of rugged and strange shape. Although Zhao Shankun has a little martial arts, he is only an eleven-year-old child, he was a pampered young master before, and he can sleep uncomfortably and immersively, so you can imagine how panicked he is in his heart.

"Brother Huzi, my good senior brother," Zhao Shankun pulled Huzi's cuffs, "Otherwise...... Let's go back, it's going to be three watches, and she won't come yet...... After a while, the dew should be cold. ”

Huzi rubbed Zhao Shankun's head and sneered: "? Finish? During the day, I told you not to follow, just your little cowardice to scare out another problem, and it will be difficult to clean up when the time comes. Now that you're here, you're messing around again, do you regret it? It's late. ”

Zhao Shankun shook off Huzi's hand and grimaced at Huzi: "I'm not afraid, I'm bold!" ”

Seeing that he hugged his arms and turned around and stopped talking, Huzi ignored him, and turned to Mr. Peng and said, "Master, what Shankun said is right, it's been such an hour, Xu just won't come." Otherwise, let's go back first, and I'll go to Chunfeng Garden tomorrow morning to ask, and I don't have to wait here." Besides, this place ......" Huzi rubbed his eyebrows as he said: "I really panicked when I looked at it." ”

"Panic?" Zhao Shankun hurriedly leaned closer to Mr. Peng's side, "Brother Huzi, don't scare me!" ”

"He really didn't scare you." Mr. Peng patted Zhao Shankun on the shoulder, "Although not everyone can turn into a ghost after death, but the resentment of dying when a new life is too heavy, and there are many people who turn into ghosts." Their minds are not opened, except for those who can find their mother's breath to follow, they have basically become earthbound spirits. In Huzi's eyes, this place should be very lively. ”

"Indeed," Huzi squatted down, pulled out a small skull from the soil, and held it in the palm of his hand, "The one named Xiuniang said that the babies were thrown here, and what he said was true. Most of them are stillborns, and many of them are left alive. Iniquity...... Master, you said that those who learn the Tao teach to open the yin and yang eyes, can you teach me a way to close the yin and yang eyes? ”

Mr. Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Huzi, you deserve it, and I can't help it as a teacher, just bear with it." ”

Zhao Shankun trembled when he listened to these two people chatting, he really regretted coming! Seeing him like this, Huzi laughed, poked him on the forehead, and said, "What are you afraid of?" There's a ghost living in you, so much more powerful than all of them! What's more, with me and your uncle here, what elves and ghosts can turn the sky upside down? ”

Zhao Shankun is right to think about it carefully, what is he afraid of? I have a terrible ghost on my back! It's not right, this can't be called a terrible ghost, this is a heroic soul who died on the battlefield! I don't know how many times more powerful than those little ghosts, so why should I be afraid of them?

Thinking about it like this, he felt a lot more comfortable, and shook his arms: "Who is afraid?" I'm cold, shivering! ”

Huzi was about to say a few more words to him, but he heard some "rustling" sounds in the distance, and when he looked over there, a light floated over in the distance.

"People are here," Huzi pointed to that side, "and waited for half the night." ”

"Mr. Peng, you have worked hard!" The embroiderer came before she arrived, "I'm really sorry to be late, and the guest wants to find me by name, and I can't shirk it." It wasn't until such a time that I got out of my body, didn't I delay anything? ”

Mr. Peng shrugged his nose and asked, "Girl, are you ...... It's the reception of guests...... Just came here? ”

"Oh, Mr. Peng, what are you talking about?" Close, Xiuniang shook her handkerchief, "Don't say such a shameful thing, delay is delay, just know, don't say it thoroughly in front of the child." Didn't you delay? ”

"Ahem," Mr. Peng didn't know what to say, so he coughed, "No delay." Are you ready for meat? ”

"Ready, ready!" The embroidery girl raised a small burden tied around her waist, squatted down and scattered on the ground. Inside was cut beef, roast chicken, and a elbow. I really listened to Mr. Peng's instructions, and I didn't fool around in the meat area.

"Huzi, clean up." Mr. Peng instructed.

Huzi took the dish plate in the food box and arranged it in the shape of a "product", and the three incense sticks were inserted in the middle. Huzi pinched the trick in his hand, and with a flick of his fingertips, three small flames fell on the incense head, burning the incense. It's a good sign, and the imp still wants to talk. If this incense can't be lit, or it is simply broken into two, then this little ghost has made up her mind to pay for her biological mother's death before she is willing to give up, then it will be troublesome.

"Come and get down on your knees." Mr. Peng called the embroidery girl. The embroidery lady was a little embarrassed: "This ...... Do I still have to kneel for her? ”

"Don't you even want to kneel?" Huzi sneered on the side, "It's just that the child is born alive, and you abandoned it in the wilderness, which harmed her life." Now kneeling down and kowtowing has become a difficult thing! If you don't kneel, we'll pack up our things and leave. Da Luo Immortal will not be able to save you when he descends to earth. ”

"Yikes! Don't say these infiltrating words," the embroidery girl panicked, "I'll kneel!" I kneel! ”

The embroidered lady knelt down steadily towards the three incense sticks, and Mr. Peng took out a yellow watch from his sleeve, unfolded it and read: "Born to die early, my biological parents know that it is difficult to settle their grievances. Therefore, please offer incense and lead the paper for the boat. Thinking of the blood and blood, October is connected to Guati without separation, and go by the wind, Dengxian Island Yao Pond, Shangbo Mountain clouds and mist. Although there have been, mothers do not know anything when they cry, feel guilty, and often have emotional ties, and they have always complained and listened carefully. ”

As soon as he raised his hand after reading, the yellow table paper flew down, after all, it was not next to the ground, and it was an inch high, and it changed into a small paper boat.

The embroidery girl was already stunned. Huzi reminded her on the side: "If you have anything to say, tell your child quickly, whether it is willing to leave or not depends on you." ”

Xiuniang came back to her senses and remembered that she had prepared a rhetoric. Before he could speak, tears began to fall.

She choked up and wiped her tears, and said: "Child, it's not that you're ruthless for your mother, but it's really a hard-working person for your mother." There is no rice in the pot at home, my father and mother sold me to Chunfeng Yuan in order to survive, my mother couldn't do such a cheap thing, but she couldn't stand the beating, after all, she still obeyed, and since then she has lived a life of living on skin and flesh. It's not that I don't want you, it's that there is no room for children in a brothel. You didn't have a big life to take medicine to beat it off, but you were born with soft hands and soft feet, your mother was staked into a deed of sale and fed, but you just suffered with me in this world. was confused for a while, and actually abandoned you in the wilderness. Mother...... Mother misses you! ”

At this time, the embroidery girl was already crying breathlessly. Huzi also felt uncomfortable in his heart, he thought: If this woman is telling the truth, she is really a hard-working person. But as long as there is still a bite to eat, who wants to abandon their children in the wilderness?

Xiuniang covered her face and cried for a while, and then said: "October pregnancy, you have been in your mother's belly for so long, you can really say that you will leave it behind." After the old bustard forced me to abandon you, I often thought, I am an ordinary woman, if you grow up to the age of marriage, but what kind of flower and moon look? At that time, the matchmaker who came to the door to propose marriage broke through the threshold of our family...... It's a pity that I'm a woman in a brothel, even if I raised you? It's good luck to be born with a bad skin, and if you do some rough work to get by, if you regenerate a good-looking appearance, it will inevitably ...... And for the mother's general situation. Daughter, you can go on the road with peace of mind, you are torturing me like this, I just know that you are uneasy in your heart, and you will be angry after death. I feel bad......"

Speaking of which, the embroidery girl couldn't go on anymore, and couldn't stop wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and the embroidery girl shivered fiercely, and the boat hanging in front of the incense moved forward. The wind grew stronger and stronger, swirling around the three plates of meat, carrying the paper boat into the air. The sparks that flew up from the incense head fell on the paper boat, burning the yellow paper boat clean.

When the wind gradually subsided, Mr. Peng stepped forward to extinguish the incense that was still burning and said, "Get up, this is the end." ”

"Is it that simple?" The embroidery lady looks like she should have been tossed enough, but at this time she still doesn't believe that the matter has been resolved.

"It's as simple as that." Huzi's tone was not so mean, "If you still don't want to go, make some children's clothes, pants, shoes and hats, and burn a little chat to express your heart on Qingming and this child's death day." ”

Xiuniang stood up, shook her shoulders, and immediately blossomed: "It's really okay!" My back is much lighter, and the injuries on my legs and feet are clean! Mr. Peng is really a good skill, and the slave family really didn't see the wrong person. ”

How can this turn face be faster than turning a book? Huzi was surprised in his heart, saying that women are made of water, and they are especially fickle, but there is no such change! Shicai burst into tears, tears flowed, are they all acting failures? This kind of hard work, I'm afraid that the bosses in the drum tower can't compare.

"Naturally, it's good!" Huzi's face turned cold again, "The little ghost lying on your back is gone, so it will naturally be brisk." It's also a pity that you came early, if it drags on for a year and a half, your back will be bent. ”

"You kid can say something scary!" Xiuniang first glared at Huzi with disgust, and then turned to Mr. Peng, "Mr. Gao Ming, it's just that how to calculate the incense money?" ”

When the sufferer asks about this, he usually responds with some clichés. It stands to reason that "nothing is too little, Jinshan is not too much, it is your benevolence to give more and less, and you can do it yourself." Mr. Peng really couldn't believe in this woman's character, so he bit the price: "Two coins of silver." ”

The embroidery girl screamed: "Yo! You robbery! Two pieces of silver, how long do I have to work hard to save it? You guys are good, you want two coins of silver when you get three sticks of incense on a piece of paper, it's really a profitable deal! ”

Huzi smiled: "If I really robbed, you can't live without this." Three sticks of incense are a piece of yellow table paper, not worth a penny, and they know how to send away the debt collector on you, which is worth two dollars of silver. Let's clearly mark the price, Tong Suo is not deceived, I didn't ask in advance, this is really resentful of yourself. ”

"I didn't do that." Zhao Shankun interjected, "You don't have to pay first when you go to the restaurant to eat, but if you order sea cucumber bird's nest shark fin, there is no reason not to give this price." ”

This time, Huzi rolled up his sleeves, but Mr. Peng didn't stop him. The embroidery girl shook her handkerchief and smiled: "What are you doing here...... Isn't it just two pieces of silver? What a big deal! Can I still miss your account? A joke makes you nervous like this...... In the future, when you go to Chunfeng Garden, remember me, I'll give you a cheaper. Come on, kid, you take it. ”

The embroidery lady took out two coins of silver from her sachet and threw it into Zhao Shankun's hands. Zhao Shankun just stopped here, and immediately said: "That's not right! That's less than two dollars! ”

"Child," the embroidery girl crossed her waist, "don't talk nonsense, have you ever seen how heavy two coins of silver are?" ”

Zhao Shankun glared: "Why haven't I seen it?" I have a maximum of one and a half pennies in my hand, and you have to make up for it! ”

Xiuniang glanced at Mr. Peng and Huzi on the left and right, and finally took out a small piece and threw it over.

"Is this enough?"

Zhao Shankun slapped his hands up and down: "It's almost." ”

Xiuniang picked up the lantern and food box, twisted her body and walked out of a short distance, and then turned her head: "A few people will come to Chunfeng Garden, remember me!" ”

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