Old Man Su looked at his former female apprentice, the once slender and beautiful twenty-eight beauty, and now he has become a thin and unkempt middle-aged woman.

"Rujin, I didn't expect you to refuse to even call your master, in your eyes, am I only worthy of Mr. Su?"

Old Man Su's voice is like a bell, majestic and majestic. I saw that Qin Rujin's body was slightly stunned, and a teardrop the size of a bean was like a boulder slammed on the ground.

He reached out to wipe away his tears and sighed silently.

"I said as early as 20 years ago that if I don't enter the Su family in this life, the master-apprentice relationship between you and me will be broken long ago, what's the use of calling those old-fashioned titles?"

Old Man Su probably didn't expect that he, a female apprentice, would still be so stubborn for more than 20 years.

He patted the chair handle excitedly.

"You also said that you will not enter the Occult Dharma in this life! What are you doing now? Look at the way you are now, no one is a ghost, no ghost. What kind of business are you doing in such a smoky place?"

Qin Rujin stood in place, like a primary school student, quietly listening to the master's scolding.

The more Old Man Su spoke, the more energetic he became, and walked directly to the pair of paper dolls, I don't know what kind of mental method was silently reciting in his mouth, and his two hands slapped down on the top of the puppet's head.

In an instant, I only heard two ghostly screams like whimpering from the paper puppet, and two thick black gases fluttered out above the puppet's head.

"Use the soul to make paper ties, what you do is hurting the principles of heaven and damaging yin and longevity, Qin-Ru-Jin, you let me down too much!"

Qin Rujin's face changed suddenly when she heard this, and the submissive look just now was instantly subverted, she raised her chin and lifted the bangs on her sideburns, and there was a round scar the size of a ping-pong ball on her forehead.

The surface of this scar is uneven, and it is covered with dense small ballast grains, dark red and brown in color, and the heart of the person who looks at it is straight.

I heard that Qin Rujin was unusually beautiful when he was young, and now he can vaguely see from his body and posture that he has an extraordinary temperament.

It's just that he is too thin, his whole cheeks are sunken inward, his face is dark yellow and haggard, his eyes are blank, and he is full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Qin Rujin pointed to the scar on his forehead and roared.

"Hurt the heavens, damage the yin virtues!...... Mr. Su, can you tell me what is the use of heavenly principles, what is yin virtue, and what is the injustice of heavenly ways, and regards all things as dogs. It is the way of heaven and the principle of heaven. It made me the person I am now. Now you speak to me of great benevolence and righteousness. If there is righteousness in this world, how can I be reduced to such a state!"

"You brought it on yourself!"

Old Man Su was furious for a moment, and a shout was like a landslide and tsunami.

"I warned you that you had to be with that man in the first place. I have said a long time ago, one life, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin virtue and five reading. Man's life is predestined. If you fight with the sky, you will only be doomed. ”

"Why?"

Qin Rujin's eyes were staring at Old Man Su, and those eyes were full of dissatisfaction and grief.

"Why should my life be determined by heaven? I worked so hard and gave it my all. Just to be able to stay with Yin Zhaoyun for a long time, I love him, and he loves me. Why does God have to break us apart?"

Yin Zhaoyun should be the official eunuch with whom Qin Rujin eloped in the mouth of Old Man Su. I remember that Old Man Su said that the zodiac signs between Qin Rujin and Yin Zhaoyun are conflicting, and the eight characters do not match. If they are forced together, the man will have a short life, and the woman will never recover.

What Qin Rujin is doing now is hurting the heavens and reason, and it is estimated that he will not get any good end. A word of admonition has been fulfilled in a woman, then the man .......

"Zhaoyun died! He died 18 years ago, with a hemangioma, and his whole body was festering, and he couldn't even take a picture of his posthumous body. ”

Qin Rujin solved the doubt in my heart.

"Zhaoyun has been gentle and frugal since he was a child, benevolent, righteous, courteous and faithful. If heaven is fair, why did he suffer from illness day and night at a young age. Hemangioma is a benign tumor, and doctors say that there is no risk to life. However, Zhaoyun couldn't stand it, and he was punctured and debrided in the hospital every day, no one or a ghost. ”

Old Man Su's body trembled slightly, he had long known that this would be the end. But when he heard Qin Rujin say it with his own ears, he would still feel sorry for this pair of infatuated men and women.

"And what about you, why are you like this?"

Old Man Su's attitude was gentle, although his female apprentice had done everything that hurt nature and reason, but in the eyes of the old man, he was always the little girl he loved the most.

Qin Rujin took out a box of cigarettes from his arms and lit them with an old-fashioned foreign fire next to the incense case. Take a sharp breath, the pleasure of nicotine pours from the throat to the lungs, and then from the nasal cavity, and the whole person is refreshed.

"Zhaoyun cut ties with his parents for me. We eloped to the harbor area. In the harbor area, two mainlanders who can't even speak Cantonese live in a coffin room the size of a bathroom, and their lives are hard and depressing.

At first, Zhaoyun worked as a salesman in a securities company, and I sold cigarettes at the entrance of the night market on Taro Street.

Later, Zhaoyun was diagnosed with a hemangioma, and the medical expenses in the harbor area were so high, and we had no medical insurance. In order to treat Zhaoyun, I did almost 360 lines, all of which I did.

Deceived by the pit, robbed and slippery, accompanied by singing and dedicated. I'm not even a human being. However, I still can't make up Zhaoyun's medical expenses, there is no way, in order to get money, in the end I can only make up my mind on the dead man. ”

Old Man Su listened, his body trembling. He couldn't imagine how painful and difficult the female apprentice he loved in those years was.

"What have you done? Maybe ....... ”

"Not perhaps. Qin Rujin resolutely denied Old Man Su.

"The rich ladies are greedy, I invite baby Gu for them. The big bosses love to hold grudges, in order to avenge their families. I helped them pick up their corpses, dig graves, and break feng shui. Drop the head, curse, parasite.

I have done everything that hurts the principles of heaven, and I have not fallen behind in the work that harms yin morality. What else could I be, I knew I would be punished. I can figure out my own ending.

However, before I go to the last step, I can do one thing that is lacking in virtue. I want to laugh and see everyone cry, I want to see what God can do to me, it's a big deal, there is no afterlife!"

Old Man Su clenched his fists, he knew that Qin Rujin could not be saved, and the lovely female apprentice back then had died more than twenty years ago. Qin Rujin in front of her now is just a distorted woman who is crazy.

The paper shop was smoky, and in front of the white porcelain eight-armed Arhat was a three-legged golden tripod incense burner. I don't know what kind of incense burned in the incense burner, black brown about the thickness of a thumb, white smoke burned upward, and the smoke smelled of wormwood mixed with alcohol.

The smoke seemed to have set up a barrier in the paper shop, making it difficult to fully see each other's appearance even if they were close to each other.

Old Man Su was gasping for breath by Qin Rujin, perhaps because he breathed too heavily during the ventilation and inhaled too much of the black-brown smell of burning incense. Old Man Su was choked and coughed repeatedly, this voice was very similar to the daily life of the respiratory department of the central hospital.

The big wave stepped forward and slapped Old Man Su's back, turning to the woman who was neither human nor ghost.

"Aunt Qin, is there any water? Grandpa is old and can't stand such a heavy incense. ”

It turns out that the black-brown incense is called Lingxiang, and listening to the name, it is quite a match for the woman surnamed Qin, and it is all so weird and evil.

"The guest who just came brought some tea, and I'll make some. ”

Qin Rujin found an old-fashioned red thermos in the corner of the room. Although these paper shops are small, they are like sparrows, and there is no shortage of daily necessities.

Qin Rujin casually picked up a glass for hospitality, only to see her pick up a huge chrysanthemum from the tea can, throw it into the glass, and pour boiling water. I made a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Mr. Su.

The tea is a good tea, with a strong chrysanthemum aroma, and the taste is unique but somewhat familiar.

Da Lang took the teacup, put it to his mouth to blow it cold, and handed it to Old Man Su to moisten his throat.

Qin Rujin still returned to her original position, sitting next to the incense table in front of the white porcelain eight-armed Arhat statue, and continued to fold the gold ingots slowly.