In front of Xue Xiaoqi, Song Liyun didn't want to explain any further, so she just took Xiao An's hand and headed towards the Ji residence.
Anyway, if I go with Xiao An, Song Zhenping will definitely come.
Xiao An doesn't talk much, but now she's completely obedient to Song Liyun.
He didn't know what a haunted house was.
Ignorant and fearless, he followed Song Liyun away.
Song Zhenping: "...!"
With two against one, he couldn't argue with the two of them, so he had no choice but to obediently follow along and check out the house first.
Knowing that Song Liyun and her brother were determined to go to the haunted house, Xue Xiaoqi refused to accompany them and made an excuse to leave.
He only said that if a selection was made, Song Zhenping would go to the military camp to find a clerk to register the military households, and all military households would be under the management of the camp.
Following the overgrown road to the outside of the Ji residence, then through the thicket of trees, we stood in front of the Ji residence again.
Song Liyun then truly realized that this house was indeed quite nice.
The daytime sunlight illuminated every corner, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere of the house from the previous night.
Birds perched atop the courtyard wall, singing melodiously.
A tabby cat was sunbathing in the grass when it saw someone coming. It darted up the wall, startling a bird so much that it pooped and flew away.
Looking at these lively and adorable animals, Song Zhenping, who had been terrified the whole way, was no longer afraid.
He pointed at the bird and told Song Liyun that it was called "Fried Chili," and that it was timid and would poop when startled. He and Xiao An had been hit by poop when they were chopping firewood on the mountain.
Standing in front of the abandoned house, listening to her brother talk about chopping firewood, Xiao An seemed to think of something interesting. She bit her lip and smiled, a rare sight indeed.
The front yard was still messy during the day. Song Zhenping clicked his tongue in regret as he casually straightened up the overturned chairs and benches.
These are all pieces of furniture made from the finest wood. Although they are covered in cobwebs and dust after five years, they can be wiped clean and shine brightly again.
"Yun'er, you're saying we'll live here from now on? It's such a big house, will Luo Baihu and the others agree to it?"
Standing in the sunlight, Song Zhenping raised his hand to shield his forehead as he looked into the room, feeling uneasy.
His affection overcame his fear, and he even forgot about the rumors of a "haunted house," only worrying that the military camp wouldn't allow it.
Song Liyun smiled and said softly, "They should agree."
She didn't say that it was a haunted house, and no one would argue about it.
After looking at the main gate and two side gates in the front yard, plus the kitchen and storage room, the three siblings walked through the passageway to the hanging flower gate.
The smoky atmosphere instantly dampened Song Zhenping's excitement. Remembering the haunted house's reputation, his face paled, and he whispered, "Yun'er, this... this place has been burned down. Could there be... you know... inside? We can't go in."
Well, that's the "ghost" from the rumors, of course.
Song Liyun thought of the big monkey she had locked in the side courtyard and felt that she should put the brothers at ease as soon as possible so that she could move over sooner.
However, Song Zhenping is a person of this era, so it's useless to talk to him about science.
Song Liyun was not in a hurry; she had already made preparations.
Many things that are difficult to explain and fall outside the realm of science can be addressed through theology.
All Song Liyun needed to do was convince the village boy that there were no ghosts here, or that there were characters even more powerful than ghosts.
Look at Xiao An, who knows nothing, squatting on the ground picking at the pretty little pebbles embedded in the ground.
Song Liyun didn't go any further inside. Instead, she took a small silver cloth bag off her belt and handed it to Song Zhenping: "Brother, this can help us."
Song Zhenping glanced at it, and it seemed familiar. He touched it; it was still smooth and delicate. "It can help us. Oh! This is the one we found at the temple..."
Song Zhenping recalled that in Xiaoshi Village, his stepmother would sometimes bring things home, saying they were household gods invited from the temple, which could protect the peace of the family.
Everyone in the family would go to worship, but he and his younger brother were not allowed to get close.
Seeing that he recognized the items as belonging to the "Cloth Bag Monk" temple, Song Liyun nodded and gestured for Song Zhenping to look at her hands.
Song Zhenping was puzzled, but he watched intently. He saw Song Liyun put her fingers into the small cloth bag, about the size of her palm, and rummage around as if she was taking something out.
As she withdrew her fingers, a silver ingot appeared in her palm, gleaming in the sunlight.
"This...this...this..." Song Zhenping's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he pointed at the silver ingot and kept stammering.
Seeing Song Zhenping's terror, Song Liyun simply placed the silver ingot in his hand: "Brother, feel it to see if it's real."
Song Zhenping stared blankly at the silver ingot for a long time. Song Liyun thought he was about to fall asleep, but then she saw Song Zhenping put the silver ingot to his mouth and bite down hard.
The silver ingots were genuine; they were the betrothal gifts that Song Lao Er had taken from the Xue family. Each ingot weighed five taels, totaling twenty taels, and Song Liyun had packed them up with the gift box and taken them away.
When Song Zhenping turned nineteen, it was actually the first time he had ever touched a silver ingot.
Tasting is how humans explore the unknown from infancy, so biting a shiny object is almost instinctive.
Looking at the deep teeth marks on the silver ingot, Song Zhenping murmured, "How could it be real silver?"
"What's so strange about that! Brother, I don't know what's going on with this bag, there are so many things inside. Let me show you another one." Before he could react, Song Liyun had already produced a clay pot.
A brand new... clay pot!
Song Zhenping's legs went weak, and he took a step back, almost falling, which startled Xiao An, who was touching the brickwork on the wall.
As soon as Xiao An turned around, he saw the bag in Song Liyun's hand. He pointed at the bag and suddenly said, "Temple, monk!"
When Xiao An pointed it out, Song Zhenping almost fainted: This bag is the treasure of "Cloth Bag Monk". Uncle Kui once said something about "three inches of heaven and earth, one foot of universe", which can hold anything. This treasure... how could it be in Yun'er's hands?
Song Liyun revealed a look of surprise: "...!"
Xiao An isn't stupid!
Thanks to the rich theological culture of the Wu Dynasty, Song Zhenping accepted the existence of the "Qiankun Bag" almost instantly.
Now, Song Liyun was no longer in a hurry to look at the house. She and her brother Song Zhenping squatted by the second gate and began to "study the treasures".
The three of them took turns reaching into the small bag to rummage through it.
The two brothers naturally couldn't take anything out, while Song Liyun could always take out some strange things.
Song Zhenping's face was flushed, and his voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Yun'er, hide the bag well. This is a treasure, and only you can use it. Don't let anyone else see it."
Xiao An looked up at Song Liyun, her eyes full of envy and admiration: Second Sister is so amazing to be able to take out a big pot from a small bag.
Song Liyun deftly stuffed the small bag into her bosom and put it close to her body before saying smugly, "Now that we have the Bodhisattva's protection, nothing in the house can hurt us, right, brother?"
Song Zhenping nodded vigorously: "We've been here for an hour and haven't heard anything. There must be some treasure here."
"Yun'er, we don't need to be afraid anymore. Let's hurry up and tidy this place up."
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