The Heartless Mage Chapter 42: Spirit

Crescent Moon bought two unusually large carp from Hutongkou in the afternoon. The carp had been frozen to half-dead, and she threw it on the chopping board to scrape the scales and cut open the abdomen. After washing it, it was thrown into the cauldron. When the pot of fish soup was boiled, Master Gu used a rag to pad the ears of the pot, and carried the large pot all the way to the small stove in the west wing. Followed by Wuxin, Wuxin held a handful of green coriander in both hands. As soon as Master Gu put the pot in place, he leaned over and let go, and sprinkled all the coriander into the boiling fish soup.

After the Crescent Moon Palace, the steamed rice was brought in. Three big bowls of rice were poured out in a big way, and three people stood or sat around the cauldron and began to eat and drink.

With a little fire in the hearth, the fish soup is always hot. Mr. Gu was sweating down his neck while eating, and the top of his head was getting hot. Wuxin squatted quietly beside the stove, stretched out his chopsticks and slammed the bottom of the pot, poking out a plump tail of a big fish. He put the fish tail into the bowl with the soup and water, and he stuck out his tongue and licked a layer of meat.

Master Gu saw it and immediately said: "Crescent Moon, you will suffer in the future! Damn, he only eats alone!"

Crescent Moon sucked the head of a big fish with relish, and smacked her tongue out: "Oh, how can I still fight him?"

Wu Xin smiled at the two of them in front of her with red face and red ears, expressing shame without sincerity, and a big fishbone stuck to her face.

The three of them ate dinner on a large scale. Although Mr. Gu was a strong and strong man, he couldn't move, and he was lying on the bed and burping. Wuxin had a big belly, and thoughtfully drew on the wall with his fingers. Crescent Moon came back from the kitchen. After entering the door, she peeled off a piece of fruit candy and put it in her mouth: "There is a pot of fish soup left. Tomorrow, I will put some noodles and put it down, and I can cook a big pot."

Crescent Moon's thinking is relatively simple, cooking and laundry is her vocation. She has done a full day of housework from morning to night. She is tired and tired, but she is at ease and satisfied. It's a pity that there is no fixed small home yet. When there is a home in the future, there will be no more children in the family, and her ideal family. There are always gaps in life.

Crescent moon is like a mirror to the vision, so she refuses to think deeply. Thinking for nothing, she twisted a hot towel, knowing that she was inseparable from Wuxin no matter what. Pulling Wuxin over and pressing his head, she wiped off his hot sweat. Wuxin lowered his hands and lowered his head. At first glance, he looked very good, but in fact, he secretly used his big belly to push forward against the crescent moon. Crescent Moon couldn't stand, and after taking a few steps back, he slapped him, and scolded him angrily and with a smile: "You need a beating?"

Wuxin bent over and threw herself on Crescent Moon's chest without saying a word, unable to stand up and push away. Crescent Moon reluctantly rubbed his bald head with his face: "Shameless, you're sticking with me again!"

Master Gu sneered on the bed, smiling and feeling a little unpleasant: "Oh, when I'm settled, it's time to start a family!"

Crescent Moon couldn't shake Wuxin, she turned her head to look at Master Gu in surprise: "Didn't you have five concubines?"

Master Gu let out a long sigh: "What about a hundred? Seeing that I'm losing power, I'm all gone!"

Master Gu was reluctant to go back to the east wing to sleep, thinking it would be more interesting to stay in the west wing. He took out a few paper talismans hidden in the old cotton-padded jacket, and he and Wuxin picked out a few of them, and prepared them for tomorrow to slay demons and eliminate demons. Wuxin took out a pen and paper from the upper room, drew a lot of strange patterns from memory, and asked Master Gu, "How can I send a letter to Chenzi?"

Master Gu replied: "Chuchenzi doesn't live in the deep mountains and old forests, why don't you just send it directly from the post office?"

Wu Xin suddenly realized, and then folded a piece of paper and handed it out: "Tomorrow you go out and send it to Qingyun Temple."

Master Gu unfolded the paper and read it again: "What?"

Wuxin smiled and said, "I don't know what it is either. Chuchenzi probably understands a little bit. Let him study it!"

Master Gu said again: "When you arrive at the handsome mansion tomorrow night, you have to work harder and put on a posture, let the old coach know that it is not easy for you, and by the way, give me a little credit!"

He raised his head in disdain, and walked out the door in a padded jacket. Crescent Moon gave him a look, thinking he was going to relieve him. Unexpectedly, he didn't come back after waiting for a long time. Turning to Master Gu worriedly, she said, "Go out and see, it's dark, has he fallen into the pit?"

Master Gu reluctantly pushed open the door and walked out: "His eyes are better than wild cats, how can he fall into the pit in the last hut?"

After a while, Master Gu came back with a chill: "Crescent Moon, go to the kitchen and see for yourself. Your man has mixed the rest of the fish soup with rice and is eating!"

Inadvertently chewing day and night, I slept late the next day and didn't wake up until noon. After getting out of bed, he was caught by Crescent Moon. Crescent Moon measured his figure and found that he had grown more than half an inch taller and his appearance had changed. Not only did his cheeks become plumper, but he also developed a short layer on his head. Short black hair.

"Yeah!" Crescent Moon touched his scalp in surprise: "Is the hair on the top all grown?"

Inadvertently bent over and took off his pants: "The bottom is also full."

Crescent Moon twisted lightly between his legs immediately, dodging back unintentionally, and then began to shy face at Crescent Moon. The two rolled on the bed laughing and giggling. And Master Gu was sitting in the east wing, his neck stretched like a goose, still looking through the autumn water, waiting for Crescent Moon to call him for lunch.

Winter days are short, and the sky darkens before you know it. Just as Wuxin changed into the monk's robe and cloak, a car horn sounded outside the courtyard. Putting all the paper talismans into his sleeves, Wuxin straightened his expression, and then followed Master Gu out.

The car drove fast and fast, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the handsome mansion. The old coach changed into casual clothes, and as usual, he came forward to greet the mage in person. Wuxin got out of the car and walked in front of him, without asking about the young master's situation, he just put his palms together in a salute: "Amitabha."

The twilight was dark, and the old coach respectfully returned the salute: "Master, I will invite you to show off your supernatural abilities today."

Wuxin said softly: "Don't dare to be, the poor monk has no chance of winning."

The more he chokes the old coach, the more the old coach thinks he is really talented and has character. Abandoning Master Gu and entering the handsome mansion, he found that the air in the mansion was dense, and there were heavily armed soldiers standing guard everywhere. Murderous aura can overcome yin qi, and he has no intention to move forward slowly. Seeing that the old coach followed him steadily and did not flinch and panic, he knew that the other party's courage was several levels higher than that of Mr. Gu. Maybe the old coach just didn't know how to overcome it. The method of ghosts, otherwise, I will go into battle in person.

It's really polite to be polite, and he softly invited the mage to go into the building to rest for a while; Wuxin didn't have any plans to do things with the old coach, so he simply declined, and directly asked the old coach to lead the way and lead him to the back garden to bury himself. corpse.

The old man held the box gun on his waist with one hand, and he walked away and asked: "Master, the family has prepared black donkey hooves and black dog blood, and in the afternoon, he has also caught a few big cocks. Cinnabar peach wood swords and the like are also Yes, do you use it?"

Wuxin shook his head, and at the same time a strange feeling arose in his heart - the handsome mansion is too clean, and he didn't even encounter wandering souls along the way, which is very different from yesterday's situation. If the Twelfth Auntie ran away when scared, he wouldn't believe it. Besides, the Twelve Auntie's bones were still in the garden, how far can she wander as a new ghost?

Walking around the Ocean Tower, Wuxin followed the old coach through another pavilion, followed by a long line of guards. At the end, they stopped in a circle surrounded by flowers and willows. Several soldiers came out of the guard. They pulled out the wires from nowhere and began to put lights on the branches. Wuxin looked down and saw the white stubble of trees still exposed on the ground. It could be seen that the open space under his feet was newly opened up. When people were buried before, this place was probably still a desolate place with lush vegetation.

The light was turned on, and it was brightly illuminated within a radius of tens of meters. The adjutant stepped forward with a shovel, pointed to the ground in front of Wuxin, and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you digging now?"

Wuxin heard his voice tremble slightly, and guessed that he was the executor of the old commander's order at the beginning, and now he must be terrified. He glanced at the old man calmly, and found that the old man was staring at the adjutant's shovel with a very calm expression.

Nodding to the adjutant, Wuxin took a few steps back and cleared the space.

The lieutenant dismounted with several guards. It was a cold winter, and the ground was frozen solid, and a shovel shoveled down, only to dig up a little topsoil. The lieutenant was not able to dig hard, so he ordered an iron pickaxe, took off his hat, and led the head to dig hard. After digging to a certain extent and then changing the shovel, the lieutenant shoveled it in, and when he pulled it out, he jumped back suddenly, a corner of white appeared on the black soil, and it was the quilt that was dug.

Inadvertently, she tucked her hands into her big sleeves and stood there with her eyes closed. The ghost of the Twelfth Aunt still did not appear, and if it did not appear, it was even worse, because it was hard to say where she was dormant. Just as he was waiting, the sound of gold and stone suddenly sounded in front of him. Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes and heard a guard panting and saying, "I'm digging a stone slab."

Inadvertently asked: "How can there be a slate?"

Since the adjutant dug out the quilt, he retreated behind the people and stopped doing it: "Master, it turns out that this place is quite a big pit, and there is a well in the pit. The well is not in the right position, and it is useless. We filled the well and planted flowers and trees on top of it.”

When Wuxin heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that in order to suppress Yue Qiluo, his great master had put a lot of effort into burying her next to the well; As soon as the burial is accurate, the living person is directly buried in the most shady place, and it is strange if it is not haunted.

At this time, the movements of the guards gradually became meticulous. A large quilt roll with red satin surface appeared in the big dirt pit. It was firmly tied with hemp rope left and right, and the top of the quilt roll was still exposed. A bunch of messy long hair.

The old coach didn't let anyone dig any further, but asked Wuxin: "Master, do you think I poured a bucket of kerosene into the pit and set her on fire?"

Wuxin nodded and replied, "The corpse must be destroyed, but..."

He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to tell the old man the truth: "The soul of the twelfth concubine suddenly disappeared. I'm afraid it's not finished just by burning the bones."

The old man raised his eyebrows: "Is it gone? My house is big, can you look for it more carefully?"

Wuxin watched the guards pour kerosene into the pit under the command of the lieutenant, and felt something was wrong. The Twelve Aunt disappeared for no reason, something was wrong; it didn't seem right that the corpse was dug up so easily. The Twelfth Aunt was nothing more than borrowing the Yin Qi from the underground, so her cultivation base was higher than that of ordinary ghosts, but after all, she was a new ghost.

The lieutenant stood at the edge of the pit and took out a box of matches from his trouser pocket. A surge of yin qi suddenly rose, and he unconsciously waved a paper talisman from his sleeve, but before the paper talisman could be released, the adjutant's match was thrown down.

The flames "huh" soared as high as one person, and at the same time, a heart-piercing woman screamed from the pit. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "No, no, it's the movement of Mrs. Jiu - Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the surrounding adjutants and guards changed. And a person suddenly sat up in the midst of the blazing fire, posing to climb up the pit, but her legs were wrapped in quilts, her body was also surrounded by flames, and no one was willing to lend a hand, how could she climb up? She stretched out her hands with open teeth and claws, and she howled in a hoarse voice: "Old man..."

The old man saw that her skin was scorched to pieces, so he pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger at her head. After a gunshot, the pit immediately returned to silence, Jiu Yintai's muscles were all burning, and she took a posture of sitting upright and jumped into flames. And Wuxin pulled the old coach to avoid the scorching of the flames, and asked in a low voice, "Does the old coach usually prefer Jiuyitai?"

The old man looked indifferent, just frowned, as if he just wanted to have a little temper: "Yes, my little nine is the most annoying."

Wuxin suddenly remembered that he hadn't breathed for a long time, so he took a deep breath and sighed: "Twelfth Auntie just got on Jiuyitai's body - the female family members of the house are in danger!"