"This Mama Zeng is married to Mrs. Zhao, an old man who has been called for many years, and her identity is very unusual, how can she tiptoe into my room at night, and talk to the maid about spying on me? Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao is uneasy and kind, but what can I do that is worthy of her surveillance, and listen to what they are saying. ”

Hong Yi's soul came out of his shell, but when he saw such a thing, he sneered in his heart and drifted over.

He wanted to see what was worthy of Mrs. Zhao's attention as a little scholar, and he actually sent out all the important people around him.

"There are gods who are three feet above their heads, and their cunning and deceit must be known to the ghosts and gods. This statement is not without reason. ”

Hong Yi thought in his heart, his soul came out of the shell, and he was also a ghost, the first time he heard Hong Gui calculating himself, and the second time he heard the yīn plot of Zeng Mama and the maid, which is simply a true portrayal of the "three feet above the head" in the book.

"He's sitting on the bed now, and I don't know if he's asleep or whatever, but I haven't seen him practicing martial arts. The maid heard Mama Zeng's question, and hurriedly answered what she had noticed.

Of course, these all reached Hong Yi's ears word for word.

"Well, you should pay close attention to any movement of him, any unusual movement, report it to me, and then I will tell it to Madame, and find an opportunity to find his clothes, hide books, and see if there is anything unusual. ”

"Mama Zeng, you can rest assured, I guarantee that even if he loses a hair, I will know and report it to you. The maid glanced in the direction of the inner room, and said in a clear way.

"Search my things, fortunately, I have read all the martial scriptures and burned them, but the Mida Sutra should be paid attention to, if this group of villains knows, there will be endless troubles. Hong Yi's heart moved, and he felt a little lucky.

Although he is a person who pays attention, these four maids serve every day, with ill intentions, and if one of them does not pay attention, he will really discover the Mida Sutra.

But now that he heard it, he also woke up, and Hong Yi was secretly in his heart.

"Starting today, your monthly routine will increase to 10 taels a month. Mama Zeng said again.

"Thank you, Madame, for the reward. The maid hurriedly thanked Mrs. Zhao, although Mrs. Zhao was not present, but the maid still behaved very respectfully: "But I look at the demeanor of that kid, it seems that he does not plan to live in the Hou Mansion permanently, next month is the scientific examination, in the examination to become a master, he will definitely move out, what should I do then? I heard that he is very literate, and the exam must be confident." ”

"You are very jīng Ming, you can see his thoughts, I will tell Madame when I turn around, and reward you well." Zeng Mama sighed, and her tone changed to yīn cold: "I naturally won't let him pass the exam, does he have literary talent......

"Do you want me to eat and eat? The maid said.

"No, it's easy to expose the horse's feet, and it's too obvious, on the contrary, you have to serve every good meal and drink, so that no one can find fault with it. Zeng Mama made a weird yīn Shen, opened her mouth, and smiled: "Hehe...... I have my own way. There is still a month left in the imperial examination, and if he has nightmares at night, haunted by grievances, and his soul is greatly injured, it will be seen how he will take the examination. ”

The dim moonlit night, the corner of the wall, and the weird smiling face of the old woman yīn, all of this set off Mama Zeng like a ghost.

When the maid saw Zeng Mama's face, her face was startled.

"You go, don't let him find any clues, this kid is also very good, not a simple character. It can be seen from the fact that he secretly got acquainted with Princess Zhennan that he is scheming. Mama Zeng waved her hand.

"I'll take notice. The maid nodded, and walked lightly into the room.

"He practiced martial arts, I think he only practiced to the point of muscles and muscles, and it is very shallow, but this idea of qi and blood, in the face of confusion of the soul, will not play a role, but if he is allowed to practice again, he will be old for a long time, and his blood is strong, I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress him, or not, let him have a nightmare for a month, and then let him hurt his soul, and then say, God does not know the ghost, let him hurt his spirit, what can I do?"

After the maid entered the house, Mama Zeng smiled and talked to herself, walked to a hidden corner behind the rockery, sat down, and closed her eyes.

"Huh?"

As soon as Hong Yi saw it, he knew that this Zeng Mama was contemplating and contemplating, and she came out of the shell.

The smug look on Mama Zeng's self-talk just now, Hong Yi also saw it clearly. When he heard that he was going to make himself have nightmares every night and hurt his soul, he knew that the other party was a person who cultivated the art of the soul.

Who said that I have cultivated the Immortal Dao now, even if I don't cultivate, I am upright, I don't do bad things, I don't turn into deceit, and I keep the sages in my heart, how can you confuse me?"

An irrepressible anger swelled in Hong Yi's heart.

Although Hong Yi's cultivation of the soul technique is a little small, the soul can swim at night, and even rì swim, relying on this ability, he can do a lot of illegal things, but Hong Yi never does it, only cultivates and strengthens the soul, wanders and is familiar with "water xìng", and at most watches Hong Xuejiao practice boxing, which is also a normal thing.

Similarly, if you borrow the ability to pretend to be a god and a ghost by borrowing the ability to come out of the shell, it is an evil demon, and if you stick to yourself, concentrate on strengthening your soul, and travel the world, that is the right path of immortals.

This difference is very clear in Hong Yi's heart when he has been reading since he was a child.

Seeing this kind of villain, ghostly, Hong Yi especially hated and despised in his heart.

"Huh?"

Just when Hong Yi was hating and angry in his heart, Mama Zeng, who was sitting on the ground and meditating, seemed to feel something, her eyes opened suddenly, and she looked over here.

Hong Yi immediately dodged into the room, put his soul back in place, and at the same time lay down and pretended to sleep.

He wanted to see how this Zeng Mama dealt with him.

The other party's martial arts are far above Hong Yi, since he wants to harm himself, Hong Yi has to be careful.

"Maybe it was an illusion just now? It seems that someone is spying on me with a geist? It's a pity that I haven't practiced to the realm of an innate martial artist, otherwise my blood qi is strong enough to see any geist god clearly. ”

Zeng Mama didn't notice anything, and Yīnyīn's eyes closed again, entering the realm of visualization.

About two hours later, the Hou Mansion was also quiet, and it was quiet in the dead of night. The top of Mama Zeng's head moved, and then the person's breathing and heartbeat calmed down, obviously the soul was out of the shell and out of the body.

At the same time, Hong Yi was lying down and pretending to sleep, and suddenly he heard the sound of whirring wind between his ears, blowing the door rattling, as if a ghost was crying, and at the same time, the moonlight shone in from the window, and the shadows twisted one after another, as if crawling on the ground, trying to struggle!

The wind blows, the shadows under the moon twist, crawling on the ground, trying to struggle! This feeling is so strange that it frightens people's hearts.

"This is the art of ecstasy?"

Hong Yi clearly knew in his heart that his eyes were not opened, how could he see the distortion of the moon shadow in the room? This must be an illusion.

But this illusion is too real, immersive, and if you don't know the details, unsuspecting people, you can't tell the real from the fake at all.

Hong Yi knew in his heart that he wanted to open his eyes to see what it was like, but suddenly, he couldn't control his hands and feet, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

It's like a person who has been trapped in a nightmare, knowing that the dream is fake, but the person just can't wake up!

This feeling, helplessness, panic.

"The void is vast, I sit zhōngyāng, thousands of lifetimes snap my fingers in an instant, everything is vain. Hong Yi didn't panic, he cultivated the Mida Sutra, and the illusion he experienced was much more powerful than this, he smiled coldly in his heart, and suddenly immersed himself in the realm of unity with the Mida Buddha.

Light shines in the void!

Hong Yi felt that his divine soul jumped out at once, and the golden light all over his body was intense, like a fierce explosion, and all the ghosts in the room evaporated in one fell swoop.

When I opened my eyes, the moonlight shè came in, and it was very quiet, where were there any ghosts and winds?

Everything just now was all a divine soul fighting method with phantom thoughts.

At the same time, Hong Yi's ears heard a terrible scream coming from the rockery outside the wing, like a wounded beast.