Chapter 29: Fighting (Second Update) Is there anyone who can take care of this? ...
Zhu Gui said earnestly to his elder brother Zhu Fu: "I really saw the walking head. I don't know whose body it stole to appear here..."
At this point, he suddenly had an idea: "...I know, maybe the eldest son had some affair outside and was afraid that the Yao family would find out, so he killed the woman before the wedding. The woman was still resentful and came to seek revenge!"
Zhu Fu was silent for a while, then said seriously: "Your most important task now is to read less storybooks."
The more Zhu Gui thought about it, the more he felt that his reasoning was correct: "Then why do you think she came here, big brother?"
"It was a dark and windy day, and you didn't see her face clearly at all." Zhu Fu said with a hint of awe, "The woman today probably only bears a slight resemblance to her."
"Impossible, they are exactly the same."
This unfortunate thing, why is it so stubborn?
Zhu Fu pinched his brows in pain. Just as he was about to continue speaking, a servant came in and urged, "Shisanlang, Shisilang, the master's wife is here. The 'wish-fulfilling ceremony' is about to begin. The master is urging you to go quickly."
"I'll be right there." Zhu Fu pinched Zhu Gui and said through gritted teeth, "What day is today? Don't be confused! If you serve your uncle well this time, maybe he can help us run a decent shop and we don't have to hang around on the streets all the time. You're already 22, do you still want to get married?"
Zhu Gui nodded: "There is no such woman ahead, I am not afraid."
"Look at what you have accomplished!"
Zhu Fu picked up his brother with a look of disappointment and went to the front yard, where his master's wife, dressed in a red mandarin shirt, was already there.
The master's wife's master was the master's master. She wore an official hat, held a colorful ribbon in her left hand, and an eight-treasure copper bell in her right hand, and stood in front of an earthenware altar.
Cooked pork and the blood-stained ropes used to tie the slaughtered animals had been placed in front of the altar. Two servants were holding a tea basin containing "wish papers" and a "wish bowl" filled with fermented wine.
As soon as Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui arrived, two servants came forward and handed the tea basin and wish bowl to them.
This was a vow-fulfilling ceremony that had been agreed upon earlier. In order for the eldest son of the Zhu family to be engaged smoothly, Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu had made a wish before the gods. Now, they needed to give the god of joy a proof that their wish had been fulfilled before they could welcome the bride with peace of mind.
At this moment, it was pitch black outside. All the lanterns that should have been lit were out, leaving only the flickering light of a few fireflies.
In contrast, the room was too bright, and everyone's face was pale. Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu stood in the corner expressionlessly, and the servants also stood there indifferently.
The palms of the Fugui brothers were sweating a little. Somehow they didn't dare to look at the quiet earthenware altar. They knew about the God of Joy. Master Zhu had been worshipping it for many years and said it was very effective.
They didn't need to do anything to fulfill the wish. They just had to help insert the wish paper and the wish bowl into the cooked pork, and the rest of the process would be carried out by the master's wife.
The two brothers looked at each other, took a deep breath, their arms trembled a little, and the two tea basins also shook slightly.
The master's wife glanced at them, and this look was so cold that the hair on the back of their necks stood up. They cursed in their hearts and forced themselves to straighten their chests so that people would not look down on them.
According to the pre-rehearsed method, the two walked to the cooked pork and inserted the wish paper and wish bowl on it.
The pork was stewed very well, and the problems that the two people were worried about, such as unstable insertion, did not occur, and this step was completed very smoothly.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui quickly stepped aside. The sweat from their foreheads flowed down their temples, but they did not dare to wipe it off. They watched their master's wife perform the ritual without even breathing.
The master's wife rang the bell with one hand and swung the ribbon with the other. She took mysterious steps and chanted: "The bell is ringing, and the conversation is going on. To repay the benefactor, listen to the reason... *"
Amid the sound of "ding-dang-dang", the room became colder and colder. The sweat on Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui's backs stuck to their clothes, making them shiver.
"Your temple will soon be complete. I will give you a magic pen to tick your vows and faith. If you draw a 'finished' word without ticking it, your faith and faith will be like being thrown into the water..."
A writing brush flew out from the master's wife's arms, causing Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui to open their eyes wide. They looked around, trying to find the silk thread mechanism behind the brush, but saw nothing.
No one was holding a brush, but the brush was seen flying in the air, writing three words:
Yes, yes, yes
“Ding ding dong!”
The brush was suspended in mid-air, and the mistress continued to recite: "The wish for the thread has been fulfilled, the wish for the paper has been fulfilled, and the butcher's official must be invited to the hall to end the relationship once and for all without question..."
As the master's wife jumped and circled rhythmically, the earthenware jar swayed back and forth without wind, and the wish paper and bowl on the cooked pork ignited without fire with a bang.
"Remove your doubts and you will have a long and blessed life; fulfill your past wishes and you will have endless happiness and prosperity; be cremated and turned into ashes, and there will be no future troubles...＊"
At this point, the vow-fulfilling ceremony is nearing its end.
The master's wife's expression relaxed a little, Master Zhu and his wife also smiled a little, and the servants all let out a breath.
Only then did Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui dare to raise their hands slightly and wipe the dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.
The cold feeling in the room gradually disappeared, as if some invisible existence was leaving.
Just when everyone thought that their vow had been fulfilled and breathed a sigh of relief, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from the room where only the sound of bells and the master's wife chanting could be heard.
The earthenware jar swayed violently from side to side and vibrated hummingly, as if something was trying to get out of the jar.
The strong smell of blood and cold air spread throughout the house.
Zhu Fu and Zhu Gui's hands froze in mid-air as they wiped their sweat. Madam Zhu's face turned pale, and Master Zhu screamed in fear, "Master's wife, what happened? Why did Master Xi suddenly get angry?"
The master's wife ignored him, her face extremely gloomy, she turned her head and looked towards the guest room, gritting her teeth and said: "An evil spirit has come to your house, Master Xi must punish it!"
After saying that, she threw away the colored ribbon, carried the eight-treasure copper bell, walked out of the front yard, and went straight to the guest room.
Wherever she passed, all the lanterns ignited without fire, illuminating a bright road.
Mrs. Zhu rolled her eyes and almost fainted. Master Zhu chased her a few steps and saw where she went. He asked the servants anxiously, "Who is there?"
This servant was in charge of tea in the front yard. He had no idea about the guest room arrangements. He hesitated for a moment and could not answer.
On this happy day, an evil spirit suddenly appeared and made trouble. Zhu Fu knew that he could not wade into this muddy water, so he grabbed his brothers and tried to sneak away.
When he grabbed his brother, he found that his hands were icy cold, like a ghost.
Zhu Fu was startled, let go and turned around to see that Zhu Gui's face was as pale as paper and he was muttering something.
He leaned in to listen and only heard three words: "That head..."
Zhu Fu was startled, then he remembered what Zhu Gui had just said, and froze: "Is that the woman in the guest room?"
Zhu Gui nodded stiffly.
Zhu Fu turned around in horror and looked towards the guest room again.
Zhu Gui was actually right. The female ghost with a human head actually stole someone else's body and entered the city. She also sneaked into the Zhu family and was discovered by the God of Joy!
If the God of Joy could take her in, it would also relieve the brothers of a worry, which would be a good thing.
Zhu Fu's eyes flickered, and all kinds of thoughts turned over in his mind. Seeing Master Zhu pacing on the spot and sighing anxiously, he made up his mind, pulled Zhu Gui forward and said, "Third Uncle, Ah Gui and I will go and take a look for you!"
Master Zhu was startled, then he grasped his hand and said, "I didn't expect that I have two good sons like you in my family. Shisanlang, you and Agui just watch from a distance and don't get close. Your own safety comes first."
“Brother, you…”
Zhu Gui took a deep breath and was about to protest when Zhu Fu dragged him towards the guest room.
"Now the safest place is around Master's Wife." Zhu Fu said quickly in a low voice, "It's written in the storybook, these evil spirits love to break into the crowds of mortals, grab a few scapegoats, or absorb the living to restore their energy..."
Zhu Gui was stunned by what he heard. Sometimes he thought that what his elder brother said made a lot of sense. But sometimes he thought that his elder brother should read less storybooks. How could what those scholars wrote be reliable? The two thoughts alternated, causing his expression to change constantly.
While he was struggling and hesitating, the two had already arrived near the guest room and he heard the rapid ringing of bells and the distant sound of a conch shell.
It's the Master's Wife and the evil spirit fighting each other!
The two men looked at each other and quickly stepped back. It seemed that there was a fight ahead, so there was no need to get too close.
Zhu Fu was about to give another warning when he heard a scream in his ears. Under the bright lights, a large red figure flew out of the guest room and fell in front of his toes.
“Ding-dong!”
An eight-treasure copper bell rolled down beside the figure.
Zhu Fu looked down and saw that the figure was none other than his master's wife, who had a dignified face and an imposing aura.
However, at this moment, she was spitting blood from her mouth, her face was gray and blue, and she was obviously at a disadvantage.
Unexpectedly, the human-headed female ghost was so powerful. Zhu Fu's legs went weak and he knew he had miscalculated, so he turned around and wanted to run.
A thin young man in tattered clothes walked out of the guest room. His face was as pale as ice, and a golden umbrella was suspended in the air above his head, emitting a righteous and majestic aura.
It was Qu Shan, the leader of the Luojiao Sizhou branch.
"Who is this evil spirit that dares to do evil under my nose?"
Qu Shan shouted sternly.
The master's wife wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered, "What a wicked heretic, turning against the Heavenly Gang! I have already notified the government, just wait for the incident at the market!"
Zhu Fu, who hurriedly fled from his master's wife, looked at her, then looked at Qu Shan. After thinking for a long time, he felt that neither of them seemed to be righteous, but both were upright and awe-inspiring, and there was nothing unusual about them.
He had personally experienced this with his master's wife, and the earthenware jar looked suspicious no matter how he looked at it.
But after all, she was invited by her own cousin, and now she keeps saying that she has already informed the government, which seems to be very confident.
The person who came out of the guest room at the other end was identified as an evil spirit by the master's wife, but with the small umbrella opened, he looked so dignified and didn't look like a bad person at all.
Unable to judge, he frowned and asked his brother beside him: "Who do you think is good and who is bad between the two of them?"
"I don't know." A familiar female voice answered him.
Zhu Fu was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head and saw the woman who had walked up to him at some point.
On the other side of the woman, Zhu Gui was killing a chicken and wiping its neck, making a gesture.
Zhu Fu looked at Zhu Gui, then at this normal-looking woman, and finally understood why Zhu Gui said with such certainty that she was the head found at the mass grave.
Seeing this face, all the memories of that night came flooding back to Zhu Fu, and he realized that he could actually remember a face so clearly, as if...
It was as if she was fear itself. Just one look at her would engrave it on your heart and you would never forget it for the rest of your life.
Zhu Fu began to tremble all over.
Li Zhou felt waves of fear surge into her body. She glanced at Zhu Fu again and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm here and won't let them hurt any innocent people."
Hearing this, Zhu Fu's eyes went dark. He looked towards Qu Shan and his master's wife who were fighting, and he cried out silently in his heart:
Stop fighting among yourselves, the real evil is here!
Is there anyone who can take care of this?
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