Lao Guo's words were indeed correct. Hong Guoguo's hatred was only between her peers.
As soon as he heard that Aunt Mei was going to the Li family mansion to get rid of the evil spirits, Fei Jingting looked at Aunt Mei and something was wrong. There is a saying that "destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents". Fei Jingting thought that replacing the wealth with
The path is similar.
He began to frown and asked: "Fellow Taoist Mei, who invited you to go to Li's mansion to get rid of evil spirits?"
"Of course he is the owner of the house."
"Oh," Fei Jingting said thoughtfully: "How many oceans did the owner of the house promise you?"
Mei Sangu gestured with two fingers, and Fei Jingting nodded: "Two thousand, it's not a lot."
"Ahem..." Mei Sangu couldn't take a deep breath and coughed suddenly. After a long while, she said: "What two thousand, it's two hundred!"
Fei Jingting let out a sigh of relief. He would still be reluctant to part with it if it were two thousand oceans. Two hundred...it's so trivial!
He immediately said earnestly: "How about this, I give you two hundred yuan, and you leave me the chance to get rid of evil spirits?"
"ah?"
Third Aunt Mei was dumbfounded. She had never encountered such a thing in her life. She was given two hundred yuan for no reason, just asking for the opportunity to catch monsters and eliminate ghosts... This thing is weird no matter how you think about it.
Aunt Mei opened her mouth to agree, but then she thought about it. Fei Jingting would rather give up two hundred yuan to go to the Li family's mansion. Could there be some secret treasure hidden in the Li family's mansion? Even if it is not a secret treasure, gold and silver treasures are good.
of.
Thinking of this, she didn't rush to agree. She sipped her tea and looked at Fei Jingting's expression.
After a long while, Fei Jingting couldn't hold it any longer: "If it's okay, Fellow Taoist Mei, please give me a word."
"It's not impossible...it's just what's the secret of Li's mansion that makes Mr. Fei so worried?"
Where did the secret come from? Fei Jingting just wanted to get rid of evil spirits and exchange for spiritual inspiration.
Fei Jingting looked at Sangu Mei's expression and knew that she was not easy to dismiss, so he said truthfully: "This matter is related to my practice. In my practice, I must kill demons."
"oh……"
Mei Sangu obviously didn't believe it.
Fei Jingting thought for a while and said nothing. Third Aunt Mei became suspicious for no reason. If she said anything more now, it would only make Third Aunt Mei even more suspicious.
Fu Yunzhao rolled his eyes and remained silent. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, he said to Xini: "Hey, it's almost noon. Sister Mei, please stay and have a meal together. We haven't seen each other in almost two months."
, I also want to talk to Sister Mei for a while."
But Mei Sangu said with a smile: "There is no need to eat, sister will come to see you another day." She looked at Fei Jingting and said: "Mr. Fei, walking in the world is a word of trust. Since I have promised the owner of the house, this
It’s never easy to regret something when things come to a close.”
Tsk, this woman really can't understand.
Fei Jingting said: "That's fine, then let's all rely on our own abilities."
Sangu Mei didn't stay any longer, got up and left.
As soon as she left, the little girl Fu Yunzhao patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief: "Finally she's gone...Brother Jingting, Sister Mei is very difficult to deal with. You'd better not mess with her."
"I messed with her? Now she's the one messing with me, okay!"
Fei Jingting was furious when he mentioned Sangu Mei. If he had known this, he would have stopped pretending to be an expert and followed Yang Jinglin to the Li family mansion.
It's really troublesome now. It's not good to catch up with others as soon as they take off, right? As an expert in cultivating the Taoism, you also need to have some face, right?
Evil spirits usually cause trouble at night, and it was still early now. Fei Jingting thought about going out after dinner to inquire about it. If that didn't work, he might as well go to the house and get rid of the evil spirit himself.
Feeling depressed, Fei Jingting was too lazy to go out to buy food. He gave Fu Yunzhao some silver coins and asked the little girl to buy some food back.
The two of them sat opposite each other and ate quietly at the table. Halfway through the meal, they heard the door open and someone walked in.
There was a soft sound of footsteps, and I turned around and saw Ni Qiufeng through the window.
After catching a glimpse of Fei Jingting, Ni Qiufeng smiled and walked a few steps forward. Then he caught a glimpse of Fu Yunzhao opposite Fei Jingting. The smile on Ni Qiufeng's face froze, and he paused before moving forward again.
Entering the house, Ni Qiufeng called out sweetly: "Brother Jingting, are you just eating?"
"Have you eaten? If not, let's eat some together."
"I've eaten..." She looked at Fu Yunzhao: "...This little girl is so handsome. Brother Jingting, she is...your relative?"
"A little beggar found on the street."
Fu Yunzhao quit and shouted: "You are the beggar! I sleep in a ruined temple to save money, the inn is so expensive!"
Fei Jingting was irritated by Sangu Mei's interference, so he started to tease her, and immediately retorted: "Beggars don't sleep in inns because they want to save money."
"That's different!" Fu Yunzhao said angrily, but didn't know how to refute. She couldn't honestly admit that she was stingy, could she?
Ni Qiufeng saw the two people bickering lively, but they fought without breaking up. It was obvious that they were used to bickering. She felt a little sour in her heart. These days, some bad things happened in Ni Qiufeng's family.
Zhang Hu's unruly mother-in-law tried another trick after her plan failed. She thought that the pill business would be easy to do. Now that the pills were on the market and she had many regular customers, she decided to take the pill business into her own hands.
Here, let Ni Qiufeng do some other things.
As a result, with more income in this family, won't life get better and better?
Mrs. Zhang Hu first mentioned it to Ni Qiufeng, but Ni Qiufeng disagreed. Mrs. Zhang Hu then made plans to stuff Ni Qiufeng into the newly opened cotton spinning factory.
The old Qianpo's abacus was rattling. She earned more than ten yuan a month from pills, ten yuan a month from working in a cotton spinning factory, and more than twenty yuan a month. This income was more than when her son Zhang Dongcheng was alive. After a few years of accumulation, she collapsed.
Dou studied and earned all the money for her marriage.
How can Ni Qiufeng be willing? The cotton spinning factory works for at least fourteen hours a day. There is draft in winter and sweltering heat in summer. After working in the cotton spinning factory for a year, those female workers seem to have aged ten years. How can this be human work?
There was a big quarrel between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and Ni Qiufeng felt sad, knowing that Zhang Hu only cared about her grandson Bendou, and as for her daughter-in-law who continued their marriage, she was just a life of a cow and horse for the Zhang family.
As a result, Ni Qiufeng's originally loose thoughts became firmer again. During these days, she went out early and came back late, determined to find an old man to marry off Zhang Hu's old pious wife.
I came here today to pick up pills, and secondly, I hadn’t seen Fei Jingting for a while, and I missed him. Unexpectedly, when I arrived, I found that there was a bright-eyed little girl beside Fei Jingting.
The little girl was not tall, and she looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was prettier than herself...it was just that she was younger than herself, but she was even prettier than herself.
While Ni Qiufeng felt sad, her sense of crisis increased greatly.
With Fu Yunzhao around, Ni Qiufeng couldn't ask anything, so he could only stare at Fei Jingting with eyes as autumnal as autumn water.
Fei Jingting was shocked by what he saw. He thought about it for a long time before he figured it out... Is the little widow jealous?
After giving the pills to Ni Qiufeng, Ni Qiufeng bit the corners of her lips and walked out reluctantly.
He turned around and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jingting, how long will she... stay? The house in the courtyard is still vacant, why not let her live there."
Fei Jingting thought for a while and said, "No need, the courtyard will expire soon, and it will be a hassle to move around. She will just stay here for a while, and then leave after a few months."
"Oh... Then Brother Jingting, you go back to eat, I'm leaving first."
Walking out of the courtyard, Ni Qiufeng's heart became more and more entangled. How many months would it take to stay here? If you really have something to do, one night would be enough. How could it take more than a few months?
Wringing her hands together, Ni Qiufeng hated the Zhang family that trapped her more and more, and wished she could escape from the Zhang family now. She gritted her teeth and walked faster and faster, taking a deep breath, her face was already covered with frost.
…………………………
After lunch, Fu Yunzhao, that wild girl, was scolded by Fei Jingting, so she obediently washed the dishes, and then ran out to play again.
Fei Jingting stayed at home by himself, with no intention of boxing or etching cloud seals. He simply closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and recuperated his energy. Until evening, Fei Jingting finally couldn't hold back anymore.
He got up and went out, inquired about the location of the Li family's mansion, and went there in a rickshaw.
As soon as they entered the alley, they saw two plain white lanterns hanging at the bright gate in the distance. A few dozen people gathered around the gate to watch the excitement, and gossip drifted into Fei Jingting's ears on the wind.
"Is this the fourth one?"
"It's too awful."
"I have advised you a long time ago that this house cannot be lived in. It is evil."
"This fourth aunt just passed away two years ago. She is only eighteen or nineteen years old. She looks so pretty. It's a pity."
"Come out, come out!"
"If something happens at night, should it be sent at dawn?"
The door opened during the conversation, and a funeral procession walked out of the courtyard amidst the sound of blowing and blowing. The servants, dressed in sackcloth and wrapped in white cloth around their waists, silently scattered paper money, and some servants mumbled something.
, followed by the coffin carried by four people. The most peculiar thing is that there are many talismans on the coffin.
After the coffin, there were monks and Taoist priests singing sutras, playing and playing music, and it was very lively.
Fei Jingting mingled in the crowd watching the fun and took a strange look, then he heard a rough voice beside him saying: "Master Zhou just doesn't believe in evil! If he had listened to the advice earlier, four people would not have died in a row."
Fei Jingting turned his head and saw that the speaker was an old man with white hair and beard wearing a felt hat, so he asked, "Old sir, what's so weird about this house?"
The old man glanced at him and said, "Aren't you a local, sir? This matter... I can't say."
You can't say it? Fei Jingtingqi, why can't you say it?
At this time, a frivolous voice said from behind: "I know, but I can't say it when I'm hungry."
The man who spoke was not tall, had a frivolous face, and was in ruins. He looked like an idle gangster.
The old man angrily scolded the man: "Pang Er! Don't open your mouth and cause disaster!"
Pang Er smiled disdainfully, raised his right hand and gave a thumbs up behind his back: "I am a parishioner. Father George of Our Lady of Victory Church washed my hands for me. Normally evil men will be wiped out with a glare!"
"Bah! You forget your ancestors by counting the scriptures! You forget your ancestors just to stutter and eat!"
"Lao Qi, don't be so shameless. What do you believe in me that's bothering you, an old bastard?"
Some of the onlookers offered some words of persuasion and then pulled the old man away. Pang Er rubbed his belly and walked up to him and said to Fei Jingting, "It's getting late, sir. Do you still want to hear about this house?"