Chapter Seventy-Eight: Preparation

There is a Dongxiang Courtyard in Nuoda, and there is not even a servant, and the third son of the Hou Mansion is so badly mixed, which can be regarded as unlucky. I remember that on the bright side, Hou Ye was not bad for himself, obviously he had assigned four maids and eight maids, but there was no one at the moment. It is estimated that it is the means of the concubine of the main house, and the power structure between the servants of the Hou Mansion is intricate. The backyard is dominated by his mother-in-law, and he can cover the sky to such an extent with one hand, but the Hou Ye has never noticed it, in addition to his own cowardly personality, it is also rare.

In the twilight morning, seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Zheng Yichen was half-lying on the soft collapse, holding a copy of "Alien Chronicles" in his hand, the lights dimmed, and he flipped through the pages.

That mother-in-law was on guard against herself! She didn't even give her a single book of learning, and the shelves she sent over were full of ghost novels, miscellaneous books, and Buddhist scriptures. It's rare that I can gradually become literate in the past! I saw a period of Dongshan Ji: Three miles south of Dongshan, there are tuna pearl fish in the Muhe River, and they can't eat Gu. Zheng Yichen shook his head, threw the book on the table, and pretended to sleep.

Cui'er came in with a basin of hot water: "Childe, soak your feet, freshly boiled hot water." Don't read under this lamplight, it's easy to get eye diseases. As he spoke, he took away the books and served Zheng Yichen to take off his shoes, before he got up and sat opposite, picked up his shoes and embroidered them.

In the dim light, Cui'er's gentle cheeks were lined with sparkles.

Zheng Yichen's eyes were burning, and Cui'er was a little blushing when she looked at it: "Childe, what are you staring at me?"

"I'm thinking, that hairpin was only replaced by a duck, it's so worthless, do you still want to come back?" Zheng Yichen quipped.

Cui'er glanced at it strangely: "Childe, how strange have you become when you come back this time!" After speaking, she sighed, her face was a little reluctant, "I think I think, but since I have already given it to Aunt Wang, where can I easily come back? Next year will be your crown gift Gongzi, and then you will be able to branch the house in a justifiable manner, and Madame will be able to have fewer means." If I say, Childe, you should be more comfortable and wait honestly until next year. also suffered less from the crimes of the eldest young master and the second young master. ”

Zheng Yichen smiled faintly: "You girl, how can you teach me a lesson, you are really bold, but for your sake, listen to you." ”

In the White God Palace, the candles were bright, Mo Ling sat on the couch, checked the map, and sat down The four heavenly kings were dressed in regular clothes, sitting left and right, reporting to the ghosts and gods in various places. At this time, Mo Ling suddenly raised his head and said to Lei Cheng: "Lei Cheng, tonight you go to the Jingchuan Marquis Mansion, take a hairpin, and send it to the stone bench outside Dongxiang Courtyard." The four heavenly kings were stunned almost at the same time: "Hairpin?"

Mo Ling nodded: "The Hou Mansion has its own imperial court and imperial fortune protection, it is not an idle place, and there are a few monks who have turned into Qingke to hide, you go cautiously, you can use spells to hide, and you can't reveal your whereabouts." There is another thing you need to do. ”

Lei Cheng is now the master second only to Hua Yong among the four heavenly kings, he incarnated as the god of wealth in the five directions, there are many temples in the countryside and county, and the incense can be called a hero. It's just that these incense sticks are automatically included in the Divine Record, and then distributed by Mo Ling. The four gods only turned into the true body of the Heavenly King when needed, and in front of Mo Ling, they were all ordinary people.

"Yes, God's Lord, his subordinates take orders!" Lei Cheng got up and replied.

Since Mo Ling took the lead in wearing the costumes of the Tang Dynasty in his previous life, the gods under his command have followed suit. To this end, Mo Li also designed a lot of uniforms and distributed them to his subordinates. Whether it is building palaces and temples or dressing, the gods of the Mo Ling family are unique in this world.

The Jingchuan Marquis Mansion is in the north of Jiannan City, covering a large area, and the main gate is also guarded by guards at night. Lei Cheng was dressed in black clothes, turning into a breeze from the side and flying in carefully, the imperial court luck canopy could block the local ghosts, but it could not stop the gods under Mo Ling's command. All the way to the servant's courtyard in North Point, Lei Cheng slowly entered a bedroom and pushed open a door.

There was a loud snoring on the couch indoors, it was Aunt Wang and her husband, Lei Cheng groped in the cabinet for a long time, and finally found a green jade gold-smeared hairpin, smiling. There are also a lot of gold and silver jewelry such as gold pendants and jade rings hidden below, Lei Cheng only took away the scattered silver, and came to Aunt Wang: "Look at your sleeping appearance, you are a greedy old man, give you a little punishment." It can also be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. "Carefully remove a strand of his hair.

Wiping his hand, a black cloud slowly dispersed from his forehead into Aunt Wang's body and disappeared. The sleeping appearance of Aunt Wang suddenly showed a look of struggle, and then her brows furrowed, as if she had encountered something terrible in her dream. Her arms shook again and again, scratching everywhere, and after a while, she was already sweating profusely, and with an exclamation, she suddenly bounced up, and her eyes were bloodshot, which frightened her husband to wake up, and asked in a loud voice: "What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Aunt Wang kept gasping for breath, and after a long time, she was stunned and calmed down a little, and her eyes were still frightened: "Old man!

Zheng Yichen put on a nightgown, came to the outside of the courtyard, picked up the hosta on the stone platform, and there was a bag of 100 taels of broken silver next to him.

With a smile on his face, he looked up, and vaguely, a black shadow invisible to the naked eye in the sky, facing the hazy moonlight, flew high into the sky, and left to the south.

Lei Cheng rushed back overnight, replied to Mo Ling, and presented his hair.

The white porcelain cup on the table was filled with fresh soil from the cemetery, and Mo Ling carved a piece of swarthy locust wood into a human shape, painted his nose and eyes, and wrapped his hair back and forth on the puppet, inserting it straight into the soil.

Hand seal formula: "One is uneasy to bind the heart, the second is lost in nature, and the third is lost in the soul." ”

The puppet moved slightly, and a cloud of black gas penetrated from the puppet's ears and nose, and the whole soil squirmed, and began to gradually engulf the puppet.

Early in the morning, Zheng Yichen got up early, and Cui'er prepared porridge and brought it over: "Childe, come over and eat after washing!"

Zheng Yichen smiled mysteriously, took out the hosta, and handed it to Cui'er: "Come here, give you a good thing, my son found this, how can you thank me this time?"

Cui'er began to be unimpressed: "Childe, what other good things can you have?" turned her head to see it, put down the tray at the moment, surprised and delighted, and hurriedly ran over a few steps to take it: "Childe! Where did you find this? Obviously, it has already been given to Aunt Wang? Why did it come to you again?"

"You don't care where you find it. Put it away, and don't give it to others at will in the future, you know?" Zheng Yichen commanded.

"But—" Cui'er was about to say more, but was interrupted.

"It's nothing, listen to me, no one knows, and Mrs. Wang doesn't know!"

Cui'er could only nod, put it away in her arms, turned around to serve the tray, the corners of her eyes were full of sweetness, and at this moment, a shout came from outside the hospital: "Dead girl! Let you wash your clothes early, why haven't you washed them yet?"

Aunt Wang slammed the door open, full of anger, only to see her eyes red, her eyes were black, her face was pale, and she looked like she hadn't slept for a long time.