When night fell, the outline of a person appeared on the bed and quilt in the room of the Jin family's daughter-in-law, with her pregnant belly slightly visible.
The other one seemed to be holding an Optimus Prime, about a foot long and three fingers thick.
The daughter-in-law of the Jin family seemed to have noticed someone coming, but the room was dark and she could not distinguish the appearance of the person. However, then the whole room emitted a golden shimmer, illuminating the person's appearance.
"Madam, do you want to marry me?" Master Jinzhu asked, holding a golden bamboo in his hand.
The light source in this room comes from this golden bamboo, and this bamboo is the original appearance of Optimus Prime.
"Ms. sir, are you back? My mother-in-law always doesn't believe what I say." The Jin family's daughter-in-law said aggrievedly.
"I'm sorry, madam, but I have something important to do when I come back this time. You must answer me." Master Jin Zhu said to his wife in a serious tone.
"What's the matter?" The Jin family's daughter-in-law didn't understand why Master Jin Zhu looked so solemn, but she still suppressed her curiosity and asked Master Jin Zhu.
"Bamboo will grow new branches if it is cut down. Will a human head grow again if it is cut off?" Master Jinzhu asked with a hopeful look on his face.
What kind of question is this? Did your husband become stupid by studying, or did he become stupid by cultivating immortals to ask such a question?
The daughter-in-law of the Jin family suddenly had this thought in her mind, so she blurted out: "Bamboo will grow new branches if you look at it, but how will it grow if a human head is cut off?"
After hearing this, Master Jin Bamboo's face turned gray and ferocious, but in a flash, the golden golden rod in his hand also withered in half, leaving only half of the bamboo body still maintaining its golden appearance.
The daughter-in-law of the Jin family saw the ugly expression on Master Jin Zhu's face and knew she had made a mistake. She lowered her head in fear and did not dare to answer. Then Master Jin Zhu snorted coldly, angrily set off a wave of majesty, and his figure disappeared.
There was only one golden bamboo leaf left in the room.
Next, Master Jin Zhu arrived in the room of the old lady of the Jin family. The old lady was old and sleeping soundly. The arrival of Master Jin Zhu did not wake up the old lady Jin.
"Mother! Mother! If a tree is cut down, it will grow new branches. If a person's head is cut off, will it grow back?" Then Master Jinzhu pushed the old lady Jin and shook her awake.
The old Mrs. Jin who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and saw Master Jin Zhu kneeling beside the bed and looking at her anxiously.
"Zhu'er? When did you come back?" Old Mrs. Jin asked Master Jin Zhu in surprise.
"Mom, don't worry about this for now. Please answer me quickly. If a tree is cut down, it will grow new branches. Will a person's head grow back if it is cut off?" Master Jinzhu said anxiously.
"What are you kidding about? If a person's head is cut off, it won't grow back."
The golden bamboo withered completely, and in less than a moment, it turned into a gray bamboo pole.
A trace of blood also appeared on Master Jinzhu's neck.
"Mom, you gave the wrong answer." Master Jin Zhu said, blood beads appeared in the blood line, and then the blood beads became more and more, the blood flowed out, and Master Jin Zhu's head also fell to the ground, making a dull landing sound.
But the head on the ground still kept saying: "Mom, I don't want to die. Mom, it was the dog emperor who chopped off my head. Mom, I want revenge. Mom, you must put my body in the vegetable vat."
In it, soak it with the blood of five animals, and bury the vat next to your father. Don’t forget it, mother..."
Master Jin Zhu spoke, but his voice gradually became weaker and weaker, and the rest of the words gradually became inaudible.
Then, when the sun rose three o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Jin woke up to the sound of roosters crowing, secretly having a strange dream.
He looked at the bedside, and then at the place where the head fell in the dream. It was empty, with nothing out of the ordinary.
Old Mrs. Jin couldn't help but think of the abnormality when Master Jinzhu was born. It's not necessarily true that it was abnormal. When Master Jinzhu was born, he couldn't stop crying and couldn't be comforted by any method.
The newborn baby made so much noise that even the babies in the neighborhood were awakened by the cry, so they responded to the cry one after another, and the frightened dogs were barking.
Master Jin had no choice but to carry him out and to the backyard.
There was a purple bamboo forest in the backyard a long time ago. Strangely enough, the baby stopped crying as soon as he hugged it to the edge of the bamboo forest. Mr. Jin thought it had calmed down, so he took it home, but as soon as he walked into the house, he started crying again.
Just now, a Taoist priest was visiting to ask for water. After meeting Master Jinzhu, he said bluntly that the child was fatefully connected to a bamboo in the bamboo forest, and that the baby must be passed on to that bamboo in order to achieve peace.
The so-called successor worshiping ceremony is commonly known as "succession worshiping", also known as "recognizing relatives". Some children who are sick and thin will also perform the ceremony of worshiping the successor, and worshiping the successor is not limited to people.
Things worship the successor.
For example, "Tree Mother" or "Stone Father", such as Mandrill or Bodhisattva, the span is very large and the successions are different. Parents who wish to be the successors for their children also believe that different successors will bring different benefits to their children.
So, under the guidance of the wandering Taoist priest, Mr. Jin bought incense and candles for incense, and five animals and fruits. The five animals were made into dishes, and the fruits and vegetables were turned into wine. The Taoist priest carrying a food box gave instructions to Mr. Jin.
Holding the Golden Bamboo Master in his arms, he bowed three times in the bamboo forest, inserted incense candles and lit the incense. Even the Golden Bamboo Master kowtowed in the bamboo forest under the control of the Taoist priests, all the way to the head of a big Golden Bamboo.
When Mr. Jin saw this big golden bamboo, he was shocked to realize that the Taoist priest might be a stranger from outside the country, because he had also visited this purple bamboo forest with his wife and did not see any big golden bamboo. However, this golden bamboo was tall and thick.
, the size is close to that of an old tree, and it is so conspicuous. It is obvious that it cannot grow like this in just a few years.
Seeing this, the Taoist priest put the food boxes aside and muttered something. Then he carried Master Jinzhu to the head of the bamboo and asked Master Jinzhu to stand against the bamboo.
And named the doll "Golden Bamboo Master".
Master Jinzhu didn't cry or fuss, he just hugged the bamboo with an affectionate look and was still smiling.
After that, Master Jinzhu grew up like a normal child until he married a wife. However, after marrying for a year, he still had no children. Master Jinzhu went to Shengjing to study. He often exchanged letters, most of which expressed his homesickness and longing for his mother.
Missing my wife.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alas." Old Mrs. Jin sighed, and called the maid. She washed and changed clothes under the maid's service, and then ordered the servants to notify the witches and wizards to go to the hall.
"Did you find anything last night?" Old Mrs. Jin asked everyone who had just had breakfast.
There are many different opinions among the people. Some people say that the trouble is a fox demon, and they have to fight it off with all their strength, and their vitality is seriously damaged. Others say that the trouble is the soul of the deceased who had a grudge against Mr. Jin during his lifetime, and wants to kill it.
The chickens and dogs harassing the Jin family are restless... There are different opinions, and some even have some quarrels with each other that they are not dealing with. It seems that they are about to fight. It is just that it is not convenient to perform a full-scale martial arts in someone else's home, so they can only show off with lip service.
Qin Yuelou held the porridge bowl and stirred the porridge with a spoon, making a sizzling sound. The side dishes included pickled mustard, spicy cabbage, and some dried fish and meat. The porridge gained a little moisture under the infiltration of the porridge, so it would not be dry when chewed.
It's chewy, but it has also lost its chewiness. The flavor of vegetables and meat that goes with porridge has penetrated into the tasteless white porridge.
On the other hand was a large white steamed bun, which was fermented to just the right degree and was soft and slightly sweet. This was due to the reaction between salivary enzymes and the steamed bun.
No one paid attention to Qin Yuelou. The little goddess Xiaohua hugged Hu Qiye and didn't make a sound, just watching quietly.
Then Hu Qiye moved his tail, and Xiaohua immediately understood, but timidly said: "The Young Master of the Jin family did not come back last night."
But these timid words were drowned in the quarrels of others, so Xiaohuashe lowered her head in fear. Qin Yuelou also knew Xiaohua's temperament from Hu Qiye's mouth.
In fact, she is socially anxious. Because of her social anxiety, she speaks very little and has a small face. When someone asks questions, she always speaks briefly and to the point, but that is all pretending. Fortunately, the inquirers do not rush to her, so she creates a good relationship for Xiaohua.
Provide time and preparation for buffering and mental building.
This also led to the querent's impression of Xiaohua being generally of a superior demeanor. In addition, she was indeed good at saying good things but not bad at bad things, so she was regarded as a capable little goddess.
Qin Yuelou felt that this was actually just a crow's mouth, but in a way, it was indeed a symbol of ability.
So Qin Yuelou finished the steamed buns and porridge in three gulps, put the bowl on the table next to him, and directly drew the long sword. The clanking of the sword was endless, covering up the squabbles, so Qin Yuelou
Lou pushed the sword back into the scabbard and said loudly.
"Little Goddess Hua said that Mr. Jin didn't come last night. I've finished my words. Who agrees and who opposes?"
Hu Qiye shook his ears and looked at the other people in the Jin family hall.
These people are all mortals, but they all have quick minds and eloquent tongues. Aren't they easy enough to deceive people?
But the words spoken by incompetent magicians are all ambiguous. They just try to manipulate the psychology of others through factors such as demeanor, actions, words, etc. They can deceive others when they encounter good things, and they can also deceive them when encountering bad things. In short, it is an application of psychology, which is caused by controlling human nature.
It's just deception.
Then, someone choked. The thin middle-aged man with sparse hair looked a bit like a fairy in his clothes, but he was holding his neck and talking as hard as a dead duck, but he looked like he was crazy about ribs.
"I'm a poor fortune teller who is very accurate. She's a little girl..." Before Pai Gu finished speaking, Qin Yuelou stood in front of Pai Gu from one end of the hall, and the long sword in his hand was also attached to Pai Gu.
on fingers.
From getting up to running forward to drawing the sword, he was so fast that no one could see clearly. He showed off his skills so that others would know that he was indeed capable.
"You said you are very accurate in fortune-telling. Do you want to calculate whether I will cut off your fingers with this sword?" Qin Yuelou's expression was very kind, but the subtext in his tone was just like when the wind is strong.
If you pee, it will definitely splash on your pants, as if you are very sure that you will cut them off.
Cold sweat fell from the forehead of Pai Gu. The sharp edge of the sword cut the flesh and blood, and the blood was rushing to flow out.
"I reckon, I reckon you won't be able to chop it down."
After the words fell, the sword edge fell, and a piece of little finger fell down. Hu Qiye's eyes were quick and his tail was quick, covering Xiaohua's eyes.
Before Paigu could react, he only saw Qin Yuelou putting the little finger in front of him and shaking it.
"My calculation is wrong. If you calculate again, I will help you pick it up." Qin Yuelou's smile was still so kind.
Paigu reacted and was about to scream out when Qin Yuelou covered his mouth and shouted sternly with a ruthless look on his face: "I'm telling you, does it count? If it doesn't count, I'll chop again until you count."
"
Then Qin Yuelou let go of his hand.
"Forget it." He became so affable again, like the sunny and cheerful big brother next door.
"I don't think you can." Paigu said weakly despite the pain.
"My calculation was wrong. Not only can I know how to do it, but I can also take it back intact for you." Qin Yuelou pointed his little finger at the broken hole and roughly poked it back.
There was also a tiny healing needle in his hand, and he inserted it into it.
This is a gadget developed by the scientific research team, specifically used for joining amputated limbs. However, the product iteration was too fast, and this gadget was eliminated and reduced to accumulated inventory. It was not considered waste, but it could not keep up with the speed. Therefore, Qin Yue
The building will be taken out.
"People don't say anything, so why do you think you're so popular? Does it make you feel accomplished to embarrass a little girl?" Qin Yuelou slapped Paigu's face with his sword, which was extremely insulting.
Qin Yuelou's behavior of not taking the master's family seriously did not cause the master's family to stop him. On the other hand, Old Mrs. Jin was just like a normal person.
Old Mrs. Jin was seen leisurely drinking tea, her ears twitching, and the Jin family's daughter-in-law stood silently beside Old Mrs. Jin without saying a word.
It wasn't until Mrs. Jin finished drinking tea that she looked at the Jin family's wife.
Then the Jin family's daughter-in-law said: "My husband... he really didn't come last night."
No one said anything now. They all said that their calculations were wrong, or they said that it was external factors. In short, they were looking for excuses for themselves, and they conveniently passed the blame to their opponents to evade.
"I still say what I said, those who have the ability stay, and those who have no ability get out. If it weren't for this young hero and the little flower goddess, wouldn't I have kept you in the dark?" Old Mrs. Jin said calmly, "Maybe
It is true that some of you have failed in your efforts and have been interfered with by others. Or maybe there are external factors in my family. My husband’s enemies during his lifetime are still targeting my family’s fox demon. But what I want is the results, not your nonsense.
"
Although the sentences were a bit fierce and vulgar, Mrs. Jin was very well-mannered and only emphasized the word "bullshit".
Then someone gave up his hand and said that he was not good at learning, so he got up and left.
But in Qin Yuelou's opinion, he is not thick-skinned enough and cannot learn enough.
After they left, some people made a slight move, but their expressions showed a slight struggle. It was obvious that money and silk moved people's hearts, and there was a war between heaven and man in their hearts, but they still chose to stay.
Mrs. Jin was about to say something when she heard a scream coming from outside the door.
Naturally, everyone heard it, and the person who had just left ran back.
The man who left ran back, frightened and almost crazy, with disheveled hair, no obvious injuries on his body, and just yelling.
"There are monsters! There are monsters! Right outside the door! Lots of them! Lots of them!"
Qin Yuelou raised his eyebrows and looked at Hu Qiye.
Hu Qiye scratched his ears and sent the message to Qin Yuelou.
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