Zhang Zheng looked into the lake, in the lotus pool, the maid was dragging a pink figure to the shore, her hair was scattered, and her white face was scraped with three or four blood marks, overflowing on the water surface and mingling.

As soon as the fifth lady was pulled ashore, the maid who was talking to her threw herself up with a sad face, and wailed bitterly: "Miss...... Wake up, Miss! ”

Zhang Zheng took a clean handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the wet maid, "Wipe it, the water is not clean, and the wound is easy to become inflamed." ”

The maid was flattered and thanked weakly, but before she had time to wipe it, she followed to the fifth lady's side and knelt in unison.

Suddenly there was a rush of panicked footsteps in the distance, and here came a richly dressed woman, dressed in gold and silver, followed by a group of slaves, and the momentum was menacing.

Zhang Zheng retreated silently, leaving from the secluded path, away from the place of right and wrong.

This little episode did not attract the attention of Zhang Zheng and the ghost doll, until four days later, a grandmother led two tiger-backed bear-waisted little maids menacingly, saw Guizi playing in the snow in the yard, only cursed in surprise two sentences, and then asked the little maid to leave in a hurry.

"This is really a monster, you can live so long without anyone delivering food!"

After a few people left, Zhang Zheng came out from behind the tree, his face was solemn, and he fell far behind and followed a few people.

While quietly following behind a few people, Zhang Zheng thought of the ghost doll and couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Do you know what they do?" ”

The ghost doll had already been irritated by this boring and incarcerated day, and said angrily: "I'm not a fairy, how do I know!" ”

After all, she has been locked up for so long, Zhang Zheng understands its attitude of ignoring it, but understanding is understanding, it doesn't mean that she has to suffer this anger in vain.

"Are you sensible? Now is not the time to quarrel with you. ”

Zhang Zheng stopped, hid behind a thick tree trunk, and looked at the crowd gathered by the lotus pond not far away, led by the old man, and the noble woman who had been hurriedly glimpsed by the lotus pond last time was by his side.

The most eye-catching thing is the yellow-robed Taoist priest who is facing the water of the lotus pond, holding the dust in his hand, with a void between his elbows, white eyebrows and crane hair, and the appearance of a dusty immortal.

With just one glance, Zhang Zheng crashed straight into the eyes of the Taoist priest who suddenly looked back, his eyes were like a mirror, and Zhang Zheng had nowhere to hide.

But it was only for a moment, and the Taoist priest withdrew his coercive gaze, as if it was just Zhang Zheng's illusion, but the cold sweat on his forehead clearly reminded Zhang Zheng that it was not an illusion.

The ghost doll did not notice the abnormality of the Taoist priest, but she could sense Zhang Zheng's instant mental tension, as if facing a great enemy.

Adhering to the caring spirit of the blood contract, the ghost doll asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's nothing, just that the Taoist priest over there just looked this way."

Zhang Zheng calmed down, but the ominous premonition became more and more intense, thinking of the ghost doll's words that it was the spirit of the earth, and hurriedly asked, "Where were you when you were conscious?" Answer honestly, don't fool yourself with fabricated lies. ”

The ghost doll snorted dissatisfiedly, but she also noticed that her expression was serious and serious at this time, and she couldn't allow it to be perfunctory at will.

"When I was conscious, I was by the lotus pond, but the lotus flowers were all dead, and there was only one stagnant water left. After that, my previous memories slowly recovered, I didn't lie to you before, I really only remember some vague fragments after the age of two, and I really didn't remember before the age of two. It seems that I was also in the lotus pond when I died, but I forgot how I died. ”

Zhang Zheng frowned and asked, "But this lotus pond?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Zheng took a deep look at Guizi who was being held by his grandmother, his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, his nails pierced into the flesh, he didn't feel pain, and there was no blood flowing out, only white dead flesh.

Mama was kneeling in front of the lord and the woman with Guizi in her arms, and couldn't wait to complain: "The slave has seen the master!" Second lady! This guy is really a monster, the dumb man has been dead for more than half a year, and no one has to take care of him. ”

The second lady in her mouth was the beautiful woman snuggling next to the master, and when she heard this, her delicate willow eyebrows were upside down, and her eyes staring at Guizi were as fierce as a bone knife.

The old man didn't look at Guizi, but only bowed his hand to the yellow-robed Taoist and said respectfully: "Dao Chief, the demon has been caught, and I asked the Dao Chief to work hard for my family to exorcise the demon." ”

The yellow-robed Taoist bowed slightly, but did not reply much.

I saw him facing the lotus pond, with a wave of his wide sleeves, a clay pot appeared out of thin air on the edge of the pool, lying firmly on the ground, and the mouth of the jar was facing the Taoist.

The Taoist priest turned to the side and ordered, "Put him on the ground, facing the mouth of the can, can you eat?" Put some in a jar. ”

The old man waved his hand and motioned for Mama to put the cinnamon down against the mouth of the can, and said distressedly: "Eat? I'm afraid the kitchen is not ready now. ”

The Taoist priest looked around, his eyes locked on the maid who happened to pass by in the distance, "Bring the decoction in her hand." ”

The lady recognized that the maid was the person who was serving beside her, and said hurriedly: "Dao Chief, can you ...... But that's the little girl's medicine. ”

"It's all right, he doesn't recognize it."

Madame's face is not very good-looking, where does she care about whether the demon knows or not, she is worried about her good daughter's illness, and it will take some time to boil another bowl.

The old man snorted coldly, stopped her stupid love, and commanded the people on the side: "Go, bring the decoction." ”

The decoction was handed to the Taoist priest, who wiped it on the dark medicine with his hands, and poured all the decoction into the clay pot, and a lot of black medicinal juice flowed out from the mouth of the jar and soaked into the stone cracks.

Immediately, the Taoist priest's eyes turned and fell on the old man, "You stand behind the crockpot, call him to climb into the crockpot, and don't touch him." ”

Let him call? The old man hesitated, but when he raised his eyes, he looked at the cold and dustless gaze of the Taoist priest, and there was a posture that he would throw his hands away if he didn't do it.

After not moving for a long time, he hesitated to speak, "Dao Chief, what am I calling?" ”

The yellow-robed Taoist priest said coldly: "Call him by name." ”

"He doesn't have a name."

"Then call him to the next life."

The old man stood stiffly behind the crockpot, and repeated coldly with his mouth twisted.

"Afterlife, come here, there's food in the jar."

"Afterlife, come here, there's food in the jar."

……

There was a dead silence all around, and the young boy on the ground was lying on the sun-scorching stones, wearing a thin shirt, and his pale face was still without a trace of warmth in the scorching sun, and he raised his head abruptly and bumped into the old man's eyes that had no warmth to speak of.

He tilted his head, copper bell eyes, needle pupils, how strange it looked, so shocked that the old man's voice suddenly stuck in his throat, and after a while, he continued to call repeatedly.

The young boy moved, his round eyes stuck to the decoction in the crockpot, and the bitterness that permeated the air dragged him to the crockpot a little bit, crookedly, and his pale lips opened and closed, making a meaningless "ahhhhh

Seeing that the child he saw was going to die, Zhang Zheng was a little unbearable, and he became inexplicably angry, and scolded quietly: "A bowl of bitter medicine can deceive him, I can't treat him badly, what a fool." ”

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Zheng suddenly realized something, and said: "You didn't just think of it at that time, did you?" ”

With the ghost doll's unreasonable and unreasonable nature, it doesn't answer the meaning that she is right, and it has no power to refute.

At this moment, Guizi had already climbed into the crockpot with his whole body, the Taoist priest's eyes were like torches, there were words in his mouth, and he quickly pinched the talisman in his hand, as fast as an afterimage.

"Boom-"

The crockpot stood upright, the lid of the jar clattered tightly, the body of the jar shook violently, and the gurgling sound of air swayed from the jar sullenly, as if boiling water was steaming in it.