readx;?“ It's Yin Jiuye, they're here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" said Mrs. Guan.

I went out of the Westinghouse and went out side by side with Aunt Guan.

When I was about to go out of the gate, Aunt Guan suddenly held my hand.

I turned my face to look, and there were shining tears on Aunt Guan's cheeks.

"Tonight, I saw a lot of unexpected things. I knew from a young age that with my talent and qualifications, I would never be able to reach the realm of 'Heavenly Eye' or 'Heavenly Eye'. Therefore, it can only be an accident - life is indispensable for accidents, even life and death are accidents, and no one can escape accidents when accidents come. However, I am not afraid of accidents, because people live for a lifetime, and quality is not important to quantity. I have been obsessed with death for a long time, because only by death can the shackles of life be completely opened, allowing me to see those things that the living cannot see or touch. Thank you, stone, you are the key that unlocks the shackles of my life, thank you......" she said.

In the field of thaumaturgy, many sects are able to achieve the extremely high level of "opening the heavenly eye" through special cultivation methods, and as soon as the "heavenly eye" is opened, all kinds of confusion in the human world will be easily solved. Therefore, "opening the eyes of heaven" is the lifelong pursuit of thaumaturgical practitioners. In the realm of Tibetan Esoteric and Tantric Buddhism, practicing monks call this thaumaturgy "Tianyantong", which is one of the "five-body divine arts". Either way, it vividly describes the state of "great enlightenment" after the successful cultivation of this thaumaturgy.

My mood suddenly became extremely gloomy, because these words of the official lady were equivalent to her last words.

Accidents bring injuries, illnesses, pain, and death, and it is difficult for any family or person to bear the heavy blow of accidents. As for the shackles of life, it is associated with "one hundred and hundred". In the view of philosophers, the process of human life is a difficult process of "suffering and suffering", and only death is the permanent liberation from these sufferings. Therefore, when Aunt Guan mentioned "the shackles of life and obsession with death", she naturally had a premonition of "death".

"Auntie, don't say these frustrating words, if you have an accident, who else can the neighbors on Qushuiting Street count on when they get old?" I tried to persuade me, but my eyes turned red and my throat choked.

"Who has not died since ancient times?" said the official lady with a miserable smile, "What's more, people who are impermanent are no different from dead, and they have long forgotten how to write the word 'fear of death'." I often think that maybe only when I am really dead and get over there will I know who I really am?"

She let go, laughed on her back, and stepped out the door.

I was stunned inside the door, unable to face life and death as freely as she did.

"Yin Jiuye, Cui Erye, Kang Ye, Zong Third Brother, Tang Fourth Brother. The lady greeted the people who came outside the door.

All those who came answered in a whisper, and the fish rushed in.

I don't know any of those five people, but I think their clothes and faces are extremely ordinary, no different from the peddlers and pawns in the vegetable market, and they all have the unique rustic atmosphere of the old Jinan people.

The night was really dark, and they came out of the darkness, like wild wandering spirits who lived forever in the dark night, moving one by one, silently.

In fact, people like Yin Jiuye and Guan Da Niang are forgotten by the people in a peaceful and peaceful period, and only when there is a turmoil, everyone will treat them as guests. Very few people have the great wisdom to prepare for a rainy day, but only know how to hold on to the Buddha's feet in an emergency.

"Little official, let's put incense on Lao Xia first. The bald old man who came first said.

He didn't look at me squarely, but glanced at me obliquely out of the corner of his eye. This is the funeral of the Xia family, but it is obvious that he only has the official lady in his eyes.

Aunt Guan followed the old man's side and promised repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Yin Jiuye, please come with me." ”

Then, she raised her voice and ordered: "Stone, go and kneel in the spirit tent, and thank a few seniors for offering incense and worship." ”

I hurried back to the altar and fell to my knees.

The five of them entered the spirit shed, Yin Jiuye glanced at me again, and asked lightly: "Little official, this is the only seedling of the Xia family?"

Aunt Guan bowed down and replied: "Yes, his name is the word 'Tianshi', and his nickname is Stone." ”

Yin Jiuye has a slender hooked nose, and his eyes are not big, but his eyes are very bright, like two ghost fires.

"Hmph. Yin Jiuye shook his head and snorted coldly. So, the four people behind him laughed together.

"The Xia family is finished. "One person said bluntly.

"This child's face is too rigid, without edges and corners, without leakage. To say that it sounds good, it is an honest and loyal heirloom, and to say that it is ugly, it is stubborn and stupid...... The Xia family has been a hero for generations, and it is considered a thaumaturgical family in our industry, but this kid kneels here, and it will be useless to brag about anything!"

My face was hot, but I was speechless.

"Why so much nonsense? Shang Xiang!" Yin Jiu Ye scolded in a low voice.

He picked up three sticks of incense, lit them on the head of the candle, held them high above the top, and bowed three times to the portrait of his grandfather.

I quickly knelt down and kowtowed in thanks, and every time I bowed, my forehead touched the ground.

"Lao Xia, you are leaving, you want to be idle, throw away the mess in Jinan, and let everyone help you clean up? You are better, go over there to live a chic life, from now on, the disputes in the rivers and lakes have nothing to do with you." Lao Xia, under Jiuquan, you have to bless us to find that thing as soon as possible, and there will be a lot of life-and-death battles in our industry......" Yin Jiuye whispered and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

I knelt on the ground, and my eyes could only see Yin Jiuye's feet wearing cyan round cloth shoes. It turned out that when the incense was offered, his feet did not come together in a regular manner, but took a non-formal standing posture. This is a provocative and vigilant stance that is usually only used when two people are facing each other. Therefore, I immediately woke up to the fact that Yin Jiuye respectfully worshiped his grandfather on the surface, but his heart was full of hostility.

It is no wonder that the Chinese have the ancient adage that "peers are wronged", and since Yin Jiuye regarded my grandfather as a fellow believer, this "wronged" complex is inevitable.

The other four didn't mean to put on incense, but just stood on the side and watched with their hands in their hands.

Yin Jiuye touched the tip of his crooked nose and looked at his grandfather's portrait thoughtfully.

Aunt Guan couldn't help but remind: "Yin Jiuye, that monster is in the ice coffin in the North House, do you want to go and see it now?" Otherwise, I am afraid that there will be many dreams at night, which will disturb Uncle Xia's great dreams." ”

They came to carve cicadas for the grimaces in the ice coffin, and judging from the respectful attitude of the official lady, all the skills of these people are above her.

Yin Jiuye nodded: "Okay, let's go." ”

He led the way out of the shed, strode into the north room, and the rest of the people followed.

Inside and outside the north house, all the incense has been burned, and the ground is full of light incense ashes, flying one after another with the soles of everyone's shoes.

"Junior official, have you set up an incense array?" Yin Jiuye stopped outside the north house.

Beyond the threshold, the incense ash was messy, half of which had been swept away by the night wind.

"What a fuss!" someone muttered.

Aunt Guan smiled bitterly: "Yin Jiuye, everyone, I am cowardly, I am afraid that there will be evil ghosts, so as soon as I withdrew, I sealed the door with the 'Zhuge Shenhou Wuzhang Original Incense Array', waiting for you to come to help." ”

"What are the demons afraid of?" Yin Jiuye is here!" The man smiled disdainfully again, "When I was young, Yin Jiuye personally caught a bird stew to eat, what are you afraid of?"

Aunt Guan frowned: "This ...... Everyone, I'm afraid that this time it's a little tricky, just now on the phone is relatively simple, when Uncle Xia went on the road, I personally helped him clean up and down, and I have completed all the procedures of 'sealing and exorcising evil spirits', just for fear of accidents. The cicada came in a strange way, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with the demons—"

The man sneered: "It has nothing to do with the evil ghosts, what are you asking Yin Jiuye to do?"

Yin Jiuye raised his hand to stop the man from continuing to fight.

I followed behind Aunt Guan, anxious, but I couldn't interject.

"Remove the incense array. Yin Jiuye said.

He was the most prestigious of the group, and as soon as he spoke, others were immediately silenced.

Mrs. Guan nodded, gently stretched out her left foot, stepped on the thin incense ash, and swept it left and then right twice, and the incense ash was swept to both sides of the door, and most of them fell into the brick cracks.

"Junior official, I have always thought that you are a smart person, what do you think about this incident?" Yin Jiuye asked lightly.

Aunt Guan thought about it, her chest rose and fell a few times, and she mustered up the courage to answer: "I suspect that it has something to do with Miao Jiang's Gu technique." ”

Except for Yin Jiuye, the faces of the others all changed.

Gu art belongs to the thaumaturgy in the Yunnan-Guichuan area, which is very different from the thaumaturgical sects north of the Yangtze River, especially on both sides of the Yellow River, especially known for its bitterness and viciousness.

I have read many examples of Gu magic killing people in ancient books, and the death of the killed person is horrific and disgusting.

"Really? That's troublesome. Yin Jiuye's tone was still light, but his eyes kept rolling around, as if he was thinking about something quickly.

"Please. The official lady stretched out her hand into the house.

Yin Jiuye smiled: "You are half the master of the Xia family, lead the way." ”

Mrs. Guan strode into the house, leaned down, and gently blew on the lid of the ice coffin, and the incense ash fell to the ground one after another, revealing the original face of the plexiglass coffin lid. At this moment, the strange cicada did not move, still hanging upside down on the inside of the coffin lid, showing the grimace on its abdomen flatly.

Several people silently dispersed, surrounding the ice coffin in the middle, but no one was the first to speak.

It seemed to me that as the hours passed, the sunken part of the grimace seemed to get deeper. It is conceivable that if those nicks were deepened infinitely, a hollowed-out grimace would be carved into the cicada's body.

Yin Jiuye took out a magnifying glass with a brass handle from his pocket and aimed it at the abdomen of the strange cicada.

I looked over from the side, and the magnification of the mirror was four, and the grimace on the cicada's belly immediately became extremely clear.

Everyone stood for a few minutes, and Yin Jiuye broke the dead silence: "Can any of you first say what you feel about this thing?"

The four men looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Whether it's a demon or a Gu worm, we have to catch it out first and then take it to the microscope to study. Yin Jiuye said again.

The man from before gasped: "Yin Jiuye, if it's a Miao Jiang Gu worm, let's not act rashly, right? Once something goes wrong, I'm afraid it will fly out and harm the people of the city." Then our sins will be great. ”

Regarding Gu, the world is full of false information, and that kind of thaumaturgy is held up to the sky, as if all the insects in the world will become strange Gu worms that kill people without seeing blood as long as they are slightly manipulated by the hands of the Gu releasers. Over time, Miao Jiang's Gu technique became more and more mysterious and weird, while the Jiangbei people talked about Gu color change, and they scared themselves.

Yin Jiuye flexed his fingers and tapped lightly on the ice coffin, making a rhythmic tuk tuk sound.

Of course, the coffin lid will inevitably be opened, because tomorrow there will be a friend's farewell ceremony, funeral home stove incineration and other links, which link must be opened.

"You say, what are cicadas most afraid of?" Yin Jiuye asked, touching the tip of his nose.

That hooked nose made him look extremely sinister and cunning, and in front of me and Aunt Guan, he was always on top, always showing a look of disdain.

"I'm afraid that a child will hit it with a slingshot, and I'm afraid that someone will stick to it with a pole. The man rushed to answer.

Such an answer is meaningless and does not solve the problem at hand.

Yin Jiuye bent down, his hooked nose almost attached to the lid of the coffin, and looked at the cicada through a magnifying glass up close.

"Well, how so?" he exclaimed.

Aunt Guan was startled, subconsciously bent over, leaned over to look, and leaned against Yin Jiuye's shoulder.

Saying that it was too late, Yin Jiuye let go, dropped the magnifying glass, pulled his hands around the wrists of the official lady, and tied her hands with a white inverted strap.

"You-Yin Jiuye, what are you going to do?" Lady Guan was shocked and angry, and jumped away.

The other four people were like a god, and at the same time they surrounded the past and tied the ankles of the official lady with the same binding straps.

The official lady still wanted to scream, but the person before took out a sharp knife and pressed it horizontally on her neck.

"Don't scream, our intention is very simple, as long as the 'Divine Water Mirror', we will never hurt people. Lao Xia is dead, and you are the only one left in the Xia family except this child, and a fool can guess that the clue to that thing is on the two of you. So, don't be verbose, and speak up quickly, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin. Yin Jiuye was still staring at the strange cicada, his tone was light, and he didn't take the life of the official lady in his eyes at all.

I didn't run away, and even if I did, I wouldn't have escaped the palms of the four.

It was only then that I noticed that when they came in, one of the people behind had already locked the door.

"I don't know, I'm not from the Xia family. Aunt Guan said.

Yin Jiuye didn't get up, tilted his head, glanced back and forth on the faces of me and Aunt Guan, and laughed dryly: "Hehe, we old Jinan people all say that good dogs don't stand in the way of others, and good people don't get in the way of other people's money." You two, tonight is in my way. So, you'd better figure out whether you want to say it or not. Otherwise, two dead people have to be added to this white business, and a pot of stew, large and small, can be regarded as a good thing for the Xia family, hehe, hehe......"

The other four people were gearing up, and it seemed that they couldn't hold it anymore.

Aunt Guan sighed: "It turns out that you have already calculated, just waiting for my phone call to lure the wolf into the room?"

Yin Jiuye's joy and anger were invisible, and his tone was still light: "Junior officials, they are all old Jinan people, and they are all mixed in this industry, how valuable is the treasure of the 'Divine Appearance Water Mirror', no one has to talk about it, right?"

Aunt Guan shook her head: "I really don't know, Uncle Xia was in a hurry and didn't leave anything." Besides, as you all know, he has been delirious for more than ten years, rarely speaks, and sometimes when he says a few words, it is all crazy words, and no one can understand it. Yin Jiuye, if you want to find a clue to the 'Divine Appearance Water Mirror' from me, it's really hard for the dead. ”

"Little soup. Yin Jiuye shouted.

The wrist of the person holding the knife tightened, and the blade was strong, and blood immediately burst from the neck of the official lady.

Yin Jiuye laughed: "Xiao Tang, I want you to be careful with the knife, don't hurt the little official, how can you-"

The man had a small black beard in the middle of the man, in the shape of a short "one", and as soon as he spoke, the thick black "one" trembled.

"Yin Jiuye, I didn't mean it, I was just anxious for money. Xiaoyu replied.

I saw his black beard jumping and jumping like a huge copper-headed black-winged fly, and I was very disgusted. If there's a fly swatter in my hand, I'll be the first to swatt it to death.

"Yes, yes, everyone is hungry for money. But Xiaotang, don't hurt the junior official, everyone has something to say, talk calmly, so as not to hurt the harmony. "Yin Jiuye instructed.

Xiao Tang nodded yes again and again, I just breathed a sigh of relief, but he suddenly bent his elbows, and the sharp knife fell together, and it was inserted into the shoulder socket of the official aunt.

With such a severe pain, Aunt Guan naturally wanted to open her mouth to call, but the little soup had already prepared, holding a handkerchief in her other hand, and Aunt Guan opened her mouth, and the handkerchief was stuffed into her mouth, and she couldn't scream for half a sound.

I remember the night my eldest brother was killed, and the enemy's sharp knife was plunged into his palm, and it was the same. No matter how painful it is, it can't struggle, because the enemy has already planned everything, laid a trap, and is waiting for us to drill.

Ten years ago, the mysterious person who killed the eldest brother wanted the "Divine Water Mirror", and ten years later, this group of strange people hidden in the old Jinan folk also wanted the "Divine Water Mirror". In their opinion, the "Divine Water Mirror" must be hidden in the Xia family, and as the only heir of the Xia family, it is absolutely impossible not to know the whereabouts of that treasure.

Maybe tonight is the day I die, and the sharp knife pierced the official aunt is equivalent to piercing me, and they are just killing chickens and monkeys by doing this.

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