Chapter 114 Gu
People always like to prepare some good things when they worship their ancestors.
Poor families are willing to offer food rations, while rich families are willing to offer gold and silver.
As for the noble families, they are naturally willing to pay for rare and precious treasures to commemorate their ancestors.
"Our ancestors were picky eaters and only liked to eat light and refreshing food. Ordinary people were skinny while rich people were greasy. But scholars were just right. They were well-educated and elegant." Xie Jinghe held the book of poetry in his hand and muttered to himself, "As a filial son and grandson, Jinghe will definitely serve our ancestors. There are also some requirements for selecting scholars. They must have a good birth date, be clean in body and mind, and be well-versed in poetry and literature."
"If any step is wrong, this pot of poetry and painting soup will be ruined..."
After Xie Jinghe finished speaking, the servants in the courtyard couldn't help but lower their heads. Great shock lingered in their hearts, but their faces showed a hidden and deep envy.
The Xie family precepts are as numerous as the stars in the sky, ranging from the words and deeds of their descendants to etiquette and morality.
Xie Jinghe took out a jade flute from his sleeve and placed it to his lips. The long and melodious sound of the flute rang out in the gloomy courtyard, like crying and complaining.
There is a saying in the Xie family precepts that when the young men in the family see death, they will feel grief-stricken.
Faced with the death of several scholars, Xie Jinghe was determined to give them a decent death.
Everyone in the Xie family must respect the Xie family precepts, let alone the contemporary heir, Xie Yulang.
I don't know when the wind started to blow in the courtyard, bringing with it a slight chill and carrying away the rich fragrance in the courtyard.
The coolness was very light, yet very strong, like rime under the snow, captivating the heart.
Xie Jinghe instantly thought of Chu Songjun.
He hadn't seen him for some time.
His father wanted him to enter the government, and had recently assigned him important tasks within the Xie family one after another. He was so busy that he had no spare time or energy.
Song Jun is currently investigating a case in the Dali Temple.
Xie Jinghe thought that maybe after he finished preparing the supplies for the ancestor worship, he could go find Song Jun to have a drink and relax. There was a new dessert shop that had just opened in Xijing, and he would definitely like the food.
Thinking of this, the cramped courtyard seemed more spacious.
The temperature is getting lower.
Xie Jinghe suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Scenes suddenly flashed through my mind.
The sound of the flute stopped.
The sound of footsteps approaching behind the door.
Xie Jinghe turned around suddenly, frowning.
***
The door was knocked open, and a swarm of poisonous insects swarmed out like a black cloud covering the sky, smashing the door panel to pieces. The stench of the poisonous insects rose from the courtyard, and a woman in black flashed through the courtyard.
Chu Songjun put down his hands that were covering his face, and the parrot in his arms was blown into Chu Songjun's arms by the gust of wind. Chu Songjun coughed heart-wrenchingly, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the direction the woman left.
There was an unexpected candidate in the hospital.
This was beyond Chu Songjun's expectations.
It turned out to be Wen Shao, the witch from ten years ago!
During the last cycle, perhaps she was reminded by something and discovered the Dali Temple's hidden attack in advance. She immediately detonated the poisonous insect in the emperor's body, which indirectly caused the "pseudo-god baby" to sense the danger and intend to be born early.
Chu Songjun was not surprised that she was able to escape the trap carefully set by the Dali Temple. What surprised Chu Songjun even more was why Wen Shao appeared in Xijing again after ten years!
This time, the Gu girl is going to do something with Him behind her!
Xiao Ling screamed, "Chase him! Chase him!"
The parrot flapped its wings and grabbed Chu Songjun's clothes with its claws, extremely anxious, but suddenly heard the intermittent voice of the sinister young man.
The handkerchief in Chu Songjun's hand was stained with blood. Due to his violent coughing, the silk could not hold back the rapidly gushing blood. The fishy blood came out from between Chu Songjun's slender fingers, stained the leather caps on his fingers, and dripped into Chu Songjun's shaking and boiling shadow bit by bit.
The young man raised his cold eyes: "She can't escape."
In the air, countless pairs of tender footprints surrounded the entire Tonghua Lane. The evil ghosts held hands, shoulder to shoulder, staring motionlessly at the front with their scarlet eyes, and the yin energy rising into the sky was like a swirling whirlpool!
Wen Shao was stunned, the cold air seeped into his bones bit by bit, and his whole soul felt great fear at that moment.
Not unknown, but better than unknown.
This fear is called - death!
The jet-black hair was intertwined with the blood-red skirt, the poisonous insects were struggling and scattered all over the ground, and the scarlet and burnt scrolls slowly unfolded in a scene like purgatory. Everything was like a sudden giant net that suddenly pressed down towards Wen Shao.
"cough--"
Chu Songjun's face turned visibly pale, and his steps became weak and unsteady.
A door in Tonghua Lane opened quietly at some point. Chu Songjun looked over vigilantly. The Cassiae around him looked over coldly, and their razor-like eyes made the visitors pause.
"Jinghe?" Chu Songjun was stunned and blurted out: "What are you doing here?"
He subconsciously looked at Xie Jinghe's back inquiringly, but quickly controlled his gaze and decided not to delve too deeply into his friend's secrets.
Xie Jinghe pulled open the door frame a little, and a strange smell of spices came from inside. The smell was so strong that it stained Xie Jinghe's clothes. Half of the garden was revealed inside. The servants were holding incense burners quietly, and the curling smoke made the small courtyard look like a fairyland.
Chu Songjun noticed that Jueming was baring his teeth in the courtyard, and there seemed to be something inside to prevent ghosts.
He frowned inwardly, but did not doubt Xie Jinghe too much. After all, he and Xie Jinghe had known each other for many years and knew each other's personalities. The Xie family precepts regulated the words and deeds of Xie's descendants, and encouraged them to have lofty ambitions and make progress. The Xie family prospered because they respected the Xie family precepts, and their unique secret methods were also related to their ancestors, so they would definitely not do anything that violated the family precepts.
Let's take a step back and say that how could Chu Songjun not trust Xie Yulang's character?
Xie Jinghe took out the jade flute from his sleeve and showed it to Chu Songjun, saying with a smile: "Find a place to practice playing the flute. What about you? Are you here to catch the wanted criminal?"
Chu Songjun glanced at the jade flute in Xie Jinghe's hand, and paused for a moment. Some doubts suddenly arose in his heart, but he nodded on the surface: "Yes, there is danger, Jinghe, be careful."
Chu Songjun felt that something was wrong with Xie Jinghe, but time was tight, so he did not stop. He just wanted to quickly capture Wen Shao and force her to tell him the purpose of coming to Xijing. The sudden collapse of Xijing last time really left him with lingering fears.
Xie Jinghe couldn't help but take a step forward, but soon stopped and nodded: "Okay! Be careful! Song Jun!"
He watched Chu Songjun go away, turned back to close the door, and stood at the door for a long while: "Did he doubt me?"
Xie Jinghe, who had been staring at Chu Songjun, was unable to tell the difference. He felt a little lost, and everything in front of him seemed to be shrouded in mist again. He was like a child, unable to tell the direction to go. The entanglement and confusion between reality and family precepts in the past were like dust that had accumulated on the roof for years, falling towards him all at once. A huge sense of separation enveloped his body and mind again, and Xie Jinghe's heart was crumbling inch by inch.
The young man was as fragile as jade. He did not notice the trembling sound of his teeth fighting. He just said softly: "This time, he didn't tell me, no need to worry."
No one answered, and no one dared to answer. Only the scholar hanging on the roof was left swaying in the breeze.
Xie Jinghe turned around and his eyes gradually became firm.
He had to take care of everything before Chu Songjun had time to spare.
Perhaps, there are stronger people who can bear all of this, such as the father in the old house.
As the family motto states, a good son should be a filial son and a virtuous grandson. What's wrong with Xie Jinghe entrusting the responsibility of honoring his ancestors to his father who is worried about him?
He must not be caught!
***
"cough--"
Wen Shao, with her hair disheveled, was suspended in the air by her jet-black hair. She suddenly coughed dryly, coughing up chunks of blood and flesh, and her body was covered with bruises caused by the cold.
She was not anxious, confused, or frightened. Instead, she laughed softly in front of all the ghosts: "It's you! It's you guys...hahahahahahahahaha..."
But the person on the stage did not show the slightest emotion. His deep black eyes seemed to see through Wen Shao's surface and into his inner being, and saw the god behind Wen Shao.
Chu Songjun said calmly: "No matter what you do, you are destined to fail."
"Hehe, what do you think you are doing? Are you trying to stop me? You are not a good person! Are you a good person?"
Wen Shao sneered: "No, no, you can't stop it, you can't stop it! I have seen through the weaknesses of people like you! I have seen through everything! He understands this world better than anyone else, understands this deformed world, this world is a huge Gu field! We are Gu! You are also Gu! Everyone is Gu!"
Wen Shao paused, and a hint of fear slowly seeped out of his eyes: "Big Gu eats small Gu, big fish eats small fish, no one is spared! No one is spared!"
Her expression gradually turned puzzled. "I'm saving you! I'm saving you! I'm teaching you how to understand this cruel world! Gu! Gu is everywhere! I'm saving you! You will understand! You will understand!"
Xiao Ling crawled into Chu Songjun's arms fearfully: "It's this, it's this, there is an incarnation of great terror in the sky above Xijing!"
"It's you!" Wen Shao suddenly roared, bloodshot eyes bulging out, and finally exploded like a bomb, bright red blood slid down her face. She said: "It's you who ate them! It's you who ate you! It's you..."
Wen Shao trembled, his lips curled up in fear: "You eat you, and I eat me."
"Hahahahahaha—you are fools! Fools who know nothing—I am saving you! I am saving you! This world of Gu is breeding Gu!"
Xiao Ling shivered: "What's wrong with her? Why is she acting like this?"
Chu Songjun subconsciously covered Xiao Ling's parrot head to block his sight. He already knew what happened to Wen Shao.
She has been corrupted by the Outer Gods who have targeted her and has completely lost her sanity. All of her actions based on her ideals have also been distorted.
From Wen Shao's fragmentary words, we can clearly extract the word "gu".
The word "gu" in her life may represent fighting, competition, and even the survival of the fittest.
"The world is a huge poison field" is what Wen Shao distilled in her own words, which is her understanding of the nature of the world.
The foreign gods raise Gu in Xijing, and those who "eat" them are more essentially plundering resources. The "aristocratic families" are also the Gu in the palms of the foreign gods, and the Gu makers raise Gu in the ultimate goal of raising Gu Kings. The foreign gods always have their own purposes when raising Gu.
Those disorganized clues were fighting in Chu Songjun's mind, and he couldn't figure out for a moment what the Outer Gods were planning to do on the land of Xijing this time.
At this moment, Chu Songjun heard the already crazy Wen Shaozheng shouting: "Fear is the only thing that lasts forever in this world! Wake up! I'm saving you! Open your eyes and take a look at the world! Hahahahaha!"
Xiao Ling frowned and said, "Why did she suddenly go crazy?"
"Because I caught her." Chu Songjun sighed.
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, he is now a thorn in the eyes and flesh of the gods outside.
In fact, Chu Songjun has gradually realized something. Wen Shao seems to have nothing to do with the disappearance of the scholar. She just had bad luck and happened to be seen by him. Her behavior corresponds one by one with the details he found. The Gu in Wen Shao's hand can control people from aristocratic families. She may have used this to take Liu Lang away for her own ambitions, such as what she said, "saving you." But something is wrong. Chu Songjun always feels that something is wrong.
The aristocratic family's behavior was too calm, and the paper man's cleanup was too terrifying. Was it really Wen Shao's doing? Should he look at the two things separately?
It seemed to be some kind of premonition, some innate intuition, Chu Songjun's heart suddenly started beating, and a jade-white figure instantly broke into his mind.
Why did Jinghe appear in Tonghua Lane? Was it really what he said? Jinghe met him halfway, but tried to confuse him by telling him some of the facts, and kept trying to divert his attention during the conversation.
Jueming once pointed out to him cautiously that there were talismans in the courtyard to expel evil spirits, and the wind in the courtyard carried a faint sense of tension.
What is in the courtyard behind Jinghe? Is he...hiding something?
For the first time, Chu Songjun felt a little fear in his heart.
In his heart, Xie Jinghe is still the jade-like young man who has engraved the Xie family motto into his bones.
Things in the world are unpredictable, everything is subject to change, time flies by...
Has he changed?
Chu Songjun took a deep breath.
In his eyes, he was extremely pale, even with a hint of death. His hand was placed on the door, veins bulging, and he pushed hard.
The door creaked and opened.
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