Mr. Shen is diligent and busy even though she is pregnant.
Dinner is pickled vegetables, steamed cakes and a pot of soup and porridge.
Zhou Yi ate with gusto, and chatted with Shen Tong about all the articles in the world.
Whether it was the influence he received while living in the Xu Mansion or the humanistic features written in small black letters, he had all kinds of allusions at his fingertips. He knew the beauty of the capital and the secrets of the rivers and lakes. He looked like a literary monk with stories.
As for Shen Tong, he was the only scholar in Laojing Village and the hope of the whole village. When he met such a knowledgeable monk, he was naturally overjoyed.
Mrs. Shen on the side also smiled and said: "It's really lucky for someone like Master Yichen to come to our Laojing Village."
"Yeah yeah."
Shen Tong nodded repeatedly: "By the way, I haven't asked yet, why did Master Yichen come to our village? Is he passing by or is there something else?"
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "The young monk is here to find someone."
"Looking for someone?" "Who is Master Yichen looking for?"
Shen Tong and Shen asked at the same time.
Zhou Yi sighed softly: "The young monk came to see a young lady. The young monk hit it off with her and talked happily for several days. But just a few days ago, he suddenly lost his voice. So he came not far away, hoping to find her. "
Hearing this, Shen Tong looked strange, and a slight blush appeared on Shen's face. Apparently, she didn't expect that this handsome monk with elegant conversation was actually looking for the girl.
Although there has been no real monk in this world for a long time, the village often encounters some fake monks who are prostitutes and deceivers.
But after a conversation with Master Yichen, Shen Tong was very sure that the man in front of him must be a true monk with virtue.
Shen Tong was silent for a moment and asked: "I wonder what the name of the little lady that Master Yichen is looking for is? Which village does she live in? What is her ranking?"
Zhou Yi sighed softly: "The little monk only knows her nickname, and he doesn't know the rest. Her nickname is Xiaoqian."
"Xiaoqian?"
Shen Tong muttered in a low voice and glanced at Shen. She shook her head slightly, expressing her ignorance.
"It doesn't matter. I just need to find her slowly, little monk."
Zhou Yi took the little raccoon slave and lived in the west room of the Shen family.
Mrs. Shen was afraid that the monk would have mysophobia, so she specially made a new bedding.
Zhou Yi naturally expressed his gratitude.
After Mrs. Shen left, the little raccoon slave jumped on the bed first and rolled under the quilt.
"Meow……"
"You go to sleep first."
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the bedside, looking out the window at the dark mountain shadows in the distance, and flashed back in his mind the scene where he had just met Shen Tong and his wife.
"Ms. Shen is an ordinary person, not a female ghost. There is no problem. But where did the trace of ghost energy in Shen Tong come from? Could it be that... a scumbag had an affair with a female ghost?"
A night of silence.
Nothing particularly strange happened.
Except for the entrance to the village, there were a series of profound auras, both from people practicing human magic and from demons.
These scents lingered at the entrance of the village, appearing and disappearing, but did not enter. They were obviously watching and waiting.
In the next few days, Zhou Yi took Li Nu and stayed at Shen's house.
When you open the door of the house and look up, you can see the green mountain surrounded by clouds and mist not far away, standing between heaven and earth, and you feel relaxed and happy.
Every day was nothing more than doing morning lessons, reciting sutras, reading books, discussing literature and Taoism with Shen Tong, and walking around Laojing Village with Li Nu.
When I had nothing to do, I played the hidden hook game with the children and listened to the old man from the country telling the history of Laojing Village.
Laojing Village is a large village with more than 300 households and a long history. The family trees of many families can even be traced back to the early years of the previous dynasty.
For example, the Shen family has ancestors who served as high-ranking officials in the county. They have stone monuments and archways, and are given alchemy books by the emperor. They were also a wealthy family at one time.
However, after entering the Chen and Tang Dynasties, the wealthy families in the past declined one after another, and now they are no different from the villagers in the countryside.
That is to say, Shen Tong was more ambitious and was admitted to the scholar examination at the age of sixteen. However, he failed in the exams many times and was never able to take the next step.
Shen Tong and Zhou Yi hit it off immediately, and Shen was also reasonable. After knowing that Zhou Yi was looking for someone, she offered to let him stay at her house for a while, and it would not be too late to leave after he found the girl Xiaoqian.
…
Outside Laojing Village, in front of a temporary bamboo house built in the forest, a group of martial arts practitioners wearing crane feather cloaks looked at the glistening water mirror in front of them.
In the Water Mirror Technique, it is the scene in Shen Tong's home.
In the yard, chickens and dogs were fighting, Shen Tong was fetching water from the well, and Mrs. Shen was busy preparing dinner with her belly in hand.
Apart from this, there is no third person or ghost.
Everything seemed perfectly normal.
"So, the young lady of the Shen family is not a female ghost?"
"Yes, uncle. The disciples dressed up in disguise and snooped around the Shen family several times. The Shen family is no different from ordinary women in the world."
"This is already the fifth day. There is still no female ghost in the Shen family. It should be fine."
"But why did Shen Xiucai want to throw away the Shadow Chasing Talisman five days ago?"
"Yes, if it weren't for this, the disciples wouldn't have stared at him for so long."
"Haha, I guess he is another ignorant scholar who was influenced by the former Prime Minister Xu Wentai. He doesn't like the masters and the arts, so he behaves like this."
"Why don't we just go into the village, arrest them, and question them?"
"Don't alert the snake. Those female ghosts are guarding a huge secret. The Lord God has told us that we must be careful. I think we can change to another village."
The water mirror disappears.
The magic cultivators stopped lingering, took out their invisibility charms one after another, and headed east.
They didn't find out.
On the top of a big tree next to the bamboo house, a nuthatch flashed cold light in its eyes, fluttered into the air, and in a blink of an eye, it had flown to the mountain forest on the other side.
Furry claws stretched out from behind the trees to catch the nuthatch.
Suddenly, the beast's claw turned into a human hand.
"All the magic cultivators in Luofu Mountain have left. It seems that the few female ghosts that slipped through the net are not in Laojing Village."
"Then, Your Majesty, shall we continue to guard?"
"Humph, think of us as stupid. Let's go and follow those magic cultivators quietly. Remember, don't use magic to avoid alerting them."
A series of ferocious black shadows swept out of the forest, chasing the direction in which the Luofushan magic cultivator left.
…
In Laojing Village.
Shen family.
A copper candlestick with a corner missing.
In the flickering candlelight, a wonderful light and shadow unfolded: the dozen or so magic cultivators, as well as the big demons following the magic cultivators, finally left Laojing Village and rushed to the next village.
"Have you finally given up? You are really patient."
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.
The hidden formation surrounding Shen Tong's courtyard dispersed.
As early as the first day, Zhou Yi knew that the scholar Shen Tong's attempt to throw away the talisman could not be concealed from the group of magic cultivators who claimed to be "immortals".
Although he didn't throw away the talisman in the end, he instead pulled the talisman into a ball, which aroused even more suspicion.
Those magic cultivators from Luofu Mountain chose to spy on Shen Tong and his wife like him.
As for Zhou Yi, he didn't notice it at first glance.
But then he quickly realized where the female ghost he wanted to find was hidden.
He didn't want the magic cultivators from Luofu Mountain and the group of monsters to come and disturb him, so he secretly used a hidden formation to block himself and the ghosts' breath.
"Meow……"
The little raccoon slave screamed in his sleep. Seeing that the monk had no intention of coming down to sleep with him, he curled up his legs and turned over to continue sleeping.
Zhou Yi held the candlestick and walked out of the west room where he was staying, crossed the yard and came to the main hall.
In the center of the main hall, next to the round table where we usually eat.
Mrs. Shen was sitting with her head bowed.
Shen Tong persuaded Mr. Shen earnestly from the side, trying to persuade Mr. Shen to go back to the house and sleep.
But Mrs. Shen turned a deaf ear to it. The moonlight shone from the patio and reflected on her cheeks, making her skin even more pale. You could even vaguely see the blood vessels and veins under the skin.
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi came over, placed the candlestick on the corner of the table, and then sat down on the side facing Shen.
He stared at the delicate and pregnant woman across from him, and asked after a while: "How long are you going to keep pretending?"
Shen suddenly raised her head, stared at Zhou Yi, and said quietly: "When did you find out?"