The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 121

Luo Zuyin stood in front of the west window of the room on the top floor of the watchtower, with a sad face.

Outside the window is a dark city.With a few exceptions, the lights were out in most houses.

The street was even more clean, as if it had been chewed by a dog.

Looking out of this window, across a block, there is a dark alley.

Coffin Lane.

I don't know how many years ago, this alley was famous for its coffin shop.

Later, after so many years, the coffin shops in the alley were closed one after another until there was no one left.However, the name Coffin Lane has been used to this day.

In the depths of Coffin Lane, in the dark night, there was only one house, brightly lit.

It has been like this every night since the family moved in.

What's more, the lights are often kept on all night.

It can be seen that the night life of this family is very rich.

This is so rare in this day and age.

At this moment, a brighter round lamp suddenly rose from the yard.

It rose to the height of a tree, and hung there, motionless.

Both Luo Zuyin and Qi Youming saw this scene.

The two looked at each other, with disbelief on their faces.

At night, other people's houses turned off the lights early, stayed at home not daring to make a sound, or went to bed early.

As rich as Luo Zuyin, he did not dare to light more lamps at home at night, and only lighted some dim oil lamps.I'm afraid that the lights in the house are too bright, which will be eye-catching and attract the ghosts and ghosts parading the streets.

Their house... is lighting Kongming lanterns?
I'm afraid that my home is not prominent enough, and the wild ghosts can't find a place, right?

Luo Zuyin complained in his heart, looked back at Qi Youming, and asked: "You said, the door god hanging in this Lu's house really has some skills?"

Qi Youming thought for a while, and said with certainty: "Master, judging from my years of experience in seeing people, I'm afraid it's true."

"Um……"

Qi Youming said again: "Master, think about it, this Coffin Lane is known to be the residence of the God of Joy, its territory. But now, a stranger has lived in its place for six days in a row, but there is nothing wrong with it. Sir, tell me, isn't this strange?"

Luo Zuyin nodded, and said: "It makes sense. But...it's useless for us to believe it. You have to let that old Cheng Yun believe it, otherwise he won't marry his daughter."

Cheng Yun, another wealthy family in Dinghezhou.

He has no children under his knees, and he has a daughter when he is old, and there is only such a daughter.

Moreover, it is said that his daughter is also very beautiful.

Rich, only daughter.

These two points alone are enough to drive the young men in Dinghezhou County crazy.

Luo Zuyin and his son tried their best to let Cheng Yun relax and allow his daughter to marry.

However, the problem is that Cheng Yun is old enough to have a daughter, and he really dotes on this daughter, like a jewel in the palm of his hand, the flesh and blood of his heart.

How could it be possible for Cheng Yun to let his daughter be defiled by the God of Joy?
Therefore, although the marriage was promised verbally, it has been delayed.

Originally, they were going to wait for the two Changong Mountain disciples to take action to get rid of the God of Joy before they could get married.

However, seeing that these two priests are so unreliable, does Luo Zuyin dare to wait?
Such a good friend is placed here, I don't know how many people are poaching his corner every day.

In desperation, Luo Zuyin had no choice but to send people around to search for "superior people" to see if there is a solution to Xishen.It was only then that I heard from the public that there was a man surnamed Lu who had recently lived in Coffin Lane.He has a pair of magical door gods, who can exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts, and even the God of Joy is afraid of them.

In the spirit of making a big shot, he immediately sent Qi Youming to the door to buy.

Not long after Qi Youming left, he came back.

The bad news is: the bid failed, and the buyer didn't sell it.

The good news is: this door god seems to be really good.

Qi Youming rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I have an idea."

This Qi Youming is called the housekeeper, but in fact he is more like Luo Zuyin's "Military Advisor", and he has always had his own ideas.

Luo Zuyin has always valued his opinions.

Seeing that Qi Youming told Luo Zuyin in detail, Luo Zuyin couldn't help being overjoyed, and praised repeatedly: "Two birds with one stone, it's really high!"

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A round of bright moon hangs high over the treetops, illuminating the huge courtyard like daytime.

In the yard, there are many fists and shouts.

Xiaofeng is practicing boxing again.

Zuo Qiuling stood watching from the sidelines, giving pointers from time to time.After all, she has been immersed in Lingwuquan for many years, and her boxing experience is even higher than that of Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was still lying on the rattan chair, looking sideways, but he was too lazy to get up and practice boxing.

It's a rare good time, and it doesn't hurt to take a day off.

Jing Yanxiu was sitting sideways on the recliner next to him, peeling a lychee.

Carefully peel off the rough outer skin to reveal the crystal clear, pink and juicy flesh inside.

Jing Yanxiu squeezed the flesh with her fingers and stuffed it into Lu Qian's mouth.

Lychees are rare in the north, and none of the three women have seen them.If it weren't for Dinghezhou's bustling business and tourism, a small county town might not have sold it.

After Xiaofeng punched a few times, the fist wind became more and more intense, and gradually became a little excited, her feet moved, and she slowly approached Lu Qian.

Zuo Qiuling discovered Xiaofeng's intentions, so she didn't say a word, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, watching quietly.

After a while, Xiaofeng turned over suddenly, and a powder fist was wrapped in a strong wind, and hit Lu Qian.

After she punched first, she shouted: "Master, be careful—"

Lu Qian was eating the lychees pinched by Jing Yanxiu with his head down, when he suddenly felt the strong wind blowing against his face, he raised his hand almost subconsciously, and grabbed Xiaofeng's fist with his palm.

Xiaofeng's fist was enveloping and castrated, it was extremely powerful.The strength of the fist passed through Lu Qian, and it was all pressed onto the recliner under him.

There was only a "click", and the legs of the recliner broke.The entire recliner was completely lying on the ground.

After the reclining chair landed and lay flat, there was Lu Qian.

However, Lu Qian put his other hand on the ground, straightened his waist, and used a series of flying kicks to force Xiaofeng back.

"Ouch—"

Jing Yanxiu was caught off guard, followed her buttocks onto the ground, and immediately let out an exclamation.

Lu Qian supported the ground with his hands, and then pushed hard, and his whole body bounced up in the air, attacking Xiaofeng fiercely.

Xiaofeng was first forced back by Lu Qian's chain legs, and before she could catch her breath, she felt the blowing wind of the fist, and her breathing was suddenly suffocated.

The first move has been lost, she can only parry at this time, and has no power to fight back.

In three or five strokes, Xiaofeng was cut by Lu Qian's sweeping leg again, and with an "oops", he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

When Lu Qian got up, he had already grabbed her waist and resisted her.

Xiaofeng was sweating profusely, and beads of sweat were still hanging on his face. After he got up and stood still, he smiled at Lu Qian, stuck out his tongue, and said, "Sir, the chair is broken."

Lu Qian glared at her, and said, "It's not just the chair, Yanxiu was broken by you, so she's crying there."

Although he stared, there was no sense of reproach in Lu Qian's expression and words, but a hint of pampering instead.

Xiaofeng looked up at Lu Qian, and immediately felt sweet.

Unexpectedly, a pair of soft lips touched her lips.

A touch of sweetness flows into the mouth.

"Hmm... so sweet."

Xiaofeng took a bite of the pulp in her mouth, a sweet and sweet fragrance melted in her mouth immediately.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

A small, sobbing cry came to Lu Qian's ears again.

And the crying became more and more intense.

When Lu Qian heard the cry, he couldn't help but startled. Jing Yanxiu doesn't have a tailbone, so she couldn't cry like this after being pricked, right?

He raised his head, looked at Jing Yanxiu, and said, "Why are you still crying?"

Jing Yanxiu had got up from the ground at this time, her back was facing Lu Qian, and she just put the lychees she picked up from the ground on the table.

Hearing Lu Qian's words, she turned around, looked at Lu Qian suspiciously, and said, "Is my husband talking about me? I... I didn't cry."

"woo woo woo woo……"

The whimpering and crying actually got louder.

The cry was obviously a woman, but the tone was very weird, not like a normal human cry.

Zuo Qiuling turned her head and took a glance, then pointed to the room behind them, and said:

"Sanggong, this cry... This cry came from our room."

When Zuo Qiuling said this, she seemed a little frightened, and her voice trembled a little.

Lu Qian stared at Zuo Qiuling and asked, "Can you hear me clearly? This is impossible. There are gods and jade barriers pasted on the gate and the door of the house, so it is impossible for ghosts to come in. If it is a human being, it is impossible. Might have sneaked in quietly, and she wouldn't have sat in the room crying?"

Zuo Qiuling nodded seriously, and said, "That's right, the crying came from inside the room."

After saying a word, the four of them turned their heads together and looked towards the north room.

At the main entrance of the hall, Shen Tu and Yu Lei are pasted on the two doors.

However, at this moment, the door of the house is open.

Xiaofeng was the last to enter the house, and when she came out, she didn't close the door.

(End of this chapter)