Grandpa's rat cry made Miss Xie's corpse chaotic for a while. However, Daddy's screams were not just to scare Miss Xie's corpse.

Just when Grandpa made Miss Xie's corpse unrelenting, Zhu Yuzi took advantage of the weakness and climbed onto the shoulder of Miss Xie's corpse. The black cat at her feet really only had the shape of a cat, but it did not have the nature of a cat, and she could neither smell the scent of the bamboo slip nor hear the footsteps of the bamboo slipper.

When Zhu Yuzi first entered Xie's house, Xie's father was very surprised, because so many cats in the family didn't find it. It was naturally a breeze to avoid the fake cat.

Grandpa pointed to the shoulder of Miss Xie's corpse and said, "Do you think I just learned to scare you by rats?" Look at your shoulder! ”

Miss Xie's corpse looked sideways, and suddenly lost her face, and stretched out her hand to knock the bamboo slip down, but after stretching out her hand, she didn't dare to touch it, for fear that it would bite her fingers. She jumped on her feet and screamed in her mouth, as frightened as if she had seen a ghost.

Grandpa shouted at the bamboo slipper: "Bite her skin!" ”

Miss Xie's corpse was so panicked that she forgot to run through the door, or spewed corpse gas to blow away the bamboo slipper. Her body was the same as that of an ordinary timid woman who lost her mind in fear when she saw something terrible. Although she has a thousand years of cultivation, she is just a timid girl at this moment.

The bamboo slipper bit at the snow-white neck of Miss Xie's corpse.

Miss Xie's body turned her head and looked over her shoulder in horror, but there was nothing to resist.

Grandpa rushed forward with an arrow, put his right hand on the neck of Miss Xie's corpse, and drove the bamboo slip away.

"You've got a hole in your neck bitten by a rat. I'm holding it down with my hand now. If I let go of my hand, your corpse will leak out, and your skin may burst like a firecracker set off during the Chinese New Year. Daddy's hand carefully held the snow-white and delicate neck of Miss Xie's corpse, like holding a fragile porcelain vase.

Miss Xie's corpse suddenly fell silent.

Luo Buzhai saw the sharp turn of this scene, but before he could react, he stayed in place in a daze.

"The rats are gone?" Miss Xie's corpse didn't care about the quality of the skin, so she first asked if Zhu Yuzi had left.

Grandpa nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

"My skin got a hole in it?" Miss Xie's corpse asked.

"Yes." Grandpa nodded again.

"This is the first time I've had a man touch my body." Miss Xie's corpse's tone of voice also changed sharply.

Daddy shuddered and almost let go of his hand.

"I didn't expect you to be so shy." Miss Xie's corpse whispered.

"I didn't expect you to be so afraid of mice." Grandpa replied.

"The dog still bites Lu Dongbin. He is a fairy, and he is also afraid of dog bites. I'm a parasitic grass, what's so embarrassing about being afraid of mice? Miss Xie's corpse's mouth was still as hard as ever, unaffected by the shock just now. It's also her nature, just like her fear of rats.

Grandpa didn't want to talk to her, and said indifferently: "While I'm close to you now, you can spew out corpse gas in one breath and freeze me to death in an instant." But as soon as my hand twitches before I die, the rat-bitten hole in your neck will crack. Grandpa imagined the beautiful woman in front of him shattering like a vase.

Miss Xie's corpse smiled and said, "Since you know that my corpse qi can freeze you to death, why do you risk your life to hold my wounds?" ”

"Because you're starting to have a human nature, not just an ordinary demon and evil spirit. You can be moved by the people of the Xie family, learn needlework, hide your strength, and even promise to marry yourself off and be a real daughter for them. This is something that ordinary people's children may not be able to do. Daddy said.

Luo Buzhai finally came back to his senses, desperately squeezed his eyebrows at his father, and motioned for his father to let go suddenly, so that Miss Xie's body exploded like a cannonball, and didn't talk nonsense with her. He had already put his hands at the side of his face, afraid that the rotten flesh and rotten blood would be splashed on his face later.

But Grandpa turned a blind eye to Luo Buzhai.

Miss Xie's corpse listened to her grandfather's words, squinted at her father's arm around her neck, and said with a wry smile: "It's all dying, and I'm still thinking about others." ”

Grandpa quoted the poem that made her suddenly enlightened and said: "Wuling Creek introduced the Ghost Gate Pass, and Chu Balcony drove to Senluo Palace. That's just what life is all about. If you understand this, you will look down on life and death, gain and lose ordinary, and leave a good if you can. ”

"I've been enlightened for more than a thousand years, but I didn't expect that you haven't understood it deeply." Miss Xie's corpse sighed, "Okay, you say, what else did you save me besides because I had human feelings?" ”

Grandpa shook his head and said, "Nothing else." I just want to help you fulfill your wishes. You want to kill us because you want the truth about their daughter to never be known to them. If I make you burst, they will still know the truth and be heartbroken. I hope you will continue to be their daughter and continue to do your embroidery, but not to harm others in the future. ”

"That's what I wanted to do. It's just that some people are too curious, and they accidentally discover my secrets, and I have to let them lose their lives. ”

Daddy said, "You can use other methods to keep them silent." ”

"In what way?" Miss Xie's corpse asked.

Grandpa said, "I have a friend who knows a kind of charm, which is called the Three Silence Charm, also known as the Dumb Mouth Charm. There are sixteen words on the symbol, 'Dangerous deeds are inferior, and misfortune is spared; The golden man admonished and kept silent. It makes it impossible for those who know the truth to say what they know. If you promise me not to do evil again, I can go to a friend and ask for this spell for you. ”

Miss Xie's corpse said: "I don't want to harm people △ The more evil there is, the more difficult it will be to survive the thunderstorm." It would be great if you could help me get this spell. But the wound on my body has formed, and as soon as your hand is released, I will lose my sustenance. You can't keep your hands on my neck, can you? ”

Luo Buzhai immediately persuaded: "That's it, that's it." She's going to die sooner or later, and no amount of charity you give her is useless. He waved his hand as he spoke, motioning for his father to let go. He didn't dare to say it directly, for fear of arousing the anger of Miss Xie's corpse, and a breath of corpse gas sprayed at him.

Grandpa stopped Luo Buzhai from approaching with his other hand, and said to Miss Xie's corpse: "As long as you promise me not to do evil again, I will have a way to save you." ”

"Of course I can promise you." Miss Xie's corpse said.

"It's useless to just talk about it. We're going to sign it. Grandpa turned to Luo Buzhai and said, "Mr. Luo, go get a pen and paper, I want to sign an agreement with her." ”

There is pen and ink in the house. Luo Buzhai laid out the paper, ground the ink, licked the ink with the tip of the pen, and then asked, "Young Master Ma, the pen and ink are ready." He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his father's gourd, but when he saw his serious attitude, he put aside his doubts for the time being and concentrated on cooperating with his father.

Luo Buzhai was afraid that the room would be too dark, so he lit a kerosene lamp again. The room suddenly lit up. At that time, the electric light of the foreigners had been introduced, and the first electric light of the Beijing master was used in the Yiluan Hall of the Empress Dowager Cixi's bedroom, and then there were shadows of electric lights in other places. But private electricity has not yet appeared.

Due to the suppression of corpse qi, the light of the kerosene lamp is only the size of a mung bean, and it seems that it will go out at any time. There are a lot of sparks on the wick, and Luo Buzhai has to keep using a small wire to pluck the sparks.

Lights are not flowers. After the wick is burned, the ashes are still on the wick, and the ashes in the red-hot state are like flowers in the flames, hence the name lamp.

When my father was alive, I used to see the lights. At that time, almost every household used electric lights, but my grandfather still used kerosene lamps, and the lights appeared on the wick like flowers blooming at night. Although the lanterns are beautiful, they affect the lighting. So, my grandfather, who was lying on the old bamboo chair, often handed me a small wire and told me to carefully remove the light from the wick.

One stormy night, my father watched me turn on the lanterns, and suddenly recited a poem: "You can't control the creation, you can turn it on when you want to." Washing the wind and rain night, the spring is full of silver. ”

I asked Xiucai's father, "Grandpa, what are you reading?" ”

Grandpa replied in a voice of vicissitudes of life: "This creation is uncontrollable, you see that the wind and rain outside have destroyed all the flowers, but there are still flowers blooming on this wick." No matter how great your power is, you can't control the creation of the world. It's a pity that you're too young now, and you don't know how to dial the lantern flower in your heart. It's dark in the house again......"

I hurriedly focused on turning the lights. There is skill in plucking the lantern, and if you dial it too hard, it will extinguish the light, and you can only gently pick it off. The fallen lanterns fall from the lampstand to the tabletop, from bright red to dark red, and finally to pitch black, just like spring flowers from bloom to withering.

After Luo Buzhai picked out a few lanterns, he picked up the pen and wrote down the content of his father's dictation on paper. It was a letter of agreement between Grandpa and Miss Xie's corpse.

After the agreement was written, Grandpa asked Luo Buzhai to use a brush to smear ink on the thumb of Miss Xie's corpse.

"If there is no red mark, you can press a black mark." Daddy said.

Miss Tse's body left a black fingerprint on the agreement.

Grandpa continued to protect the neck of Miss Xie's corpse with one hand, and lifted the piece of paper with the other hand to look at it, and when he saw that there was no problem, he asked Luo Buzhai to bring the kerosene lamp over.

Luo Buzhai thought that his father couldn't see clearly, so he immediately brought the kerosene lamp over.

Grandpa pointed the corner of the agreement at the kerosene lamp.

Luo Buzhai was taken aback, hurriedly removed the kerosene lamp, and asked incomprehensibly, "Young Master Ma, are you stupid?" Just now I was asked to write these words, and she pressed her handprint as proof, why do you want to burn it again? ”

Miss Xie's body was also a little surprised.

Grandpa held up the agreement and said, "I know this is an agreement between me and her. But this kind of thing is not safe anywhere, she has great powers, no matter where I put it, she can steal it back and regret it. If I burn it now, then she will never be able to take it back. ”

Miss Xie's corpse glanced at her father, and there was no question, only admiration.

Luo Buzhai moved the kerosene lamp back and lit a corner of the agreement.