If I add money to become a layman, I can cultivate immortality

Chapter 105 Is that woman named Nie Xiaoqian?
After some detailed questioning, Ding Xiu was almost sure that the problem was with Ruolan.

However, to find out why he was possessed by the evil spirit, we can only go to the scene to check.

After a while, under the leadership of Boss Jia, Ding Xiu and Ren Tingting walked into the room where Ruolan lived.

"Sister Ruolan, what's wrong with you?"

Ren Tingting's eyes were red, she sat next to Ruolan, held her hand and asked with concern.

"Tingting, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

This question is quite normal.

However, she then glanced at Ding Xiu, with a face like a peach blossom, eyes like autumn water, and an affectionate look like a peach hanging on a branch, just waiting for someone to pick it.

"Tingting, is he your husband? He is so handsome and handsome that my sister is so envious..."

These words are still quite normal and sound like polite words between sisters.

But paired with her coquettish look, she even deliberately licked her red lips, and her voice was so coquettish that it made people's hearts sway.

Boss Jia stood aside, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said sarcastically: "Young master, you also saw it, why should I lock her in the room and not let anyone in."

"Understood!" Ding Xiu nodded meaningfully, and his eyes carefully scanned the environment, layout, items, etc. in the room.

When he walked into the room, he confirmed his suspicion. Ruolan was indeed entangled with something, which caused her abnormality.

But what the hell is this thing?

Ding Xiu had previously asked Boss Jia about Ruolan's whereabouts in detail, such as whether he had been to any special place.

However, Boss Jia said that Ruolan seldom went out on weekdays. After recalling it carefully, it seemed that she just walked around the city and never went to any special place.

After a while, Ding Xiu's eyes fell on a mirror.

This mirror is not the mirror commonly used on the dressing table, but a simple and exquisite ancient mirror placed on the bookshelf.

The mirror should be made of bronze, and the edges of the mirror are decorated with gold and silver, and inlaid with red, green, and blue gemstones. It seems to be quite old and valuable.

Ding Xiu's heart moved and he turned around and asked, "Boss Jia, has this bronze mirror always been placed here?"

After hearing this, Boss Jia shook his head subconsciously, and then he had a flash of inspiration and vaguely realized something.

"By the way, I remembered..." Boss Jia said anxiously: "I went to the provincial capital at the beginning of the year and accidentally saw this ancient mirror in a jewelry store, so I bought it for her at a high price. As a gift.

Ruolan likes this ancient mirror very much. She wipes it carefully and plays with it every day. Could it be that..."

Speaking of this, Boss Jia couldn't help but look pale: "Judging from the time, she changed soon after giving her the bronze mirror. Is there something wrong with this bronze mirror?"

Ding Xiu said solemnly: "Yes, this is not an ancient mirror at all, but a magic weapon."

In the past, Ding Xiu might not have recognized him, but he did learn a lot from Uncle Jiu, and he had a certain understanding of magical weapons, talismans, spells, etc.

He judged from the style and pattern of the bronze mirror that it should be an ancient magic weapon.

It just looks like a bronze mirror, so it is sold as a bronze mirror.

"Magical weapon? Then...will it be fine if you take this thing away?"

Ding Xiu shook his head: "It's not that simple..."

Having said this, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the sky, and then said: "It's hard for me to make a conclusion now. Otherwise, we'll see what happens tonight."

Later, Ding Xiu called Boss Jia out of the house and told him to prepare some yellow paper, incense candles, red ropes, and a few big red roosters. Don't kill them yet, but wait until night.

Next, another incense table was arranged.

This is all done by learning and selling now. Ding Xiu has never done this alone before. He always assisted Uncle Jiu from the side. This time he had a rare opportunity to practice it himself, so naturally he was extra attentive.

It was finally getting dark.

Ding Xiu prepared everything, and then ordered the servants of Jia's family to kill the chickens and collect the blood.

While the blood was still steaming, Ding Xiu raised his hand to squeeze the secret, tapped the bronze mirror a few times, and then threw it into the blood basin.

At this time, a strange scene appeared in front of everyone in the Jia Mansion. They were so shocked that their scalps were numb and the soles of their feet were cold. One timid maid even screamed and fainted on the spot.

"Wow~"

Following a sharp and strange roar, a wisp of black mist emerged from the blood basin, and in the black mist, there was a faint twisting figure.

This figure is very strange, with eyes like beans and a scarlet luster. The head looks like a humanoid, but the body looks like a tree.

Could it be Taoyao?
When he saw the figure in the black mist clearly, Ding Xiu couldn't help but secretly said.

In fact, he had long sensed that there was a demon soul sealed in the bronze mirror, but he was not sure what kind of demon it was.

Taoyao is a legendary mountain spirit. It is transformed from the miasma in the mountains over the years. It likes to live in mahogany trees, so it is named Taoyao.

This thing is quite evil and can release a large amount of peach blossom miasma. Once you enter the peach blossom miasma by mistake, you will have hallucinations and both men and women will fall into erotic dreams.

In the end, he exhausted his energy and died.

Judging from the situation, this Taoyao should belong to a higher-level one. It is unknown which master killed it, leaving only a trace of its soul sealed in this magical weapon.

Then, for some unknown reason, this bronze mirror-shaped magical instrument found its way to the public, and passed through many hands. Finally, it was bought by Boss Jia as a gift to his concubine.

He had good intentions and wanted to please the beauty, but in the end he brought a disaster to the beauty.

"The evildoer will die!"

Ding Xiu shouted loudly, kneaded the formula with his left hand, and slapped it away with his right hand.

This palm is the God-Destroying Curse in Maoshan's secret technique.

Although Ding Xiu has not been studying Maoshan for a long time, he has already mastered several commonly used spells such as the God-Destroying Curse, the Fire Cloud Curse, the Demon-Suppressing Curse, the Wind Control Curse, and the Evil-Breaking Curse.

In short, it is enough to deal with this Tao Yao remnant soul that has been sealed for who knows how many years.

"Whoo~"

A gust of wind blew up, and the remnant soul of Tao Yao teleported behind Ding Xiu using the wind. The black mist surrounding it surged, turning into a sharp claw and grabbing at the top of Ding Xiu's head.

"Ding Xiu, be careful!"

Ren Tingting exclaimed from afar.

Ding Xiu was not slow either. He floated to the side, grabbed a piece of yellow paper from the void, and under the influence of his true energy, turned into a ball of blue flame and flew towards Taoyao's remnant soul.

The remnant soul of Tao Yao was obviously afraid of the fire and flew into the air to avoid it in panic.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu suddenly kicked the blood basin away, causing the chicken blood that had not yet solidified to fly everywhere.

"Zizzizi..."

There was a sizzling sound in the air, like water dripping in a fire, and at the same time there was the scream of Tao Yao's remnant soul.

Ding Xiu jumped up, raised his palm in the air, and struck down a pale golden palm shadow the size of a basin.

"boom!"

The remnant soul of Tao Yao couldn't avoid it, and the shadow and the black mist around her were like bubbles bursting and dispersing in all directions.

This time, both body and soul were truly destroyed.

"Okay, it's alright."

Ding Xiu smiled at Boss Jia and others who were still in a daze.

Boss Jia came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "The mage is really powerful. Please accept Jia's worship!"

At first he called Ding Xiu his little brother, and then he changed his name to his little master. Now he saw with his own eyes that Ding Xiu destroyed the monster in a few strokes, and he was even more shocked and admired. Then he was in awe and changed his name to the mage.

Ding Xiu raised his hand and said with a smile: "Boss Jia, there is no need to be polite. This monster has been sealed for a long time and is not very strong.

The same goes for this bronze mirror. After a long time, a ray of evil spirit will inevitably leak out. The third lady plays with it every day, which leads to being invaded by the evil spirit..."

After hearing this, Boss Jia couldn't help but feel scared, and raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat.

Ding Xiu continued: "Actually, that thing is not a bronze mirror, but a magic weapon shaped like a bronze mirror. It must not be used again."

Hearing this, Boss Jia quickly said: "Since it is a magic weapon, it must be useful to the mage, so just give it to the mage..."

Although the monster inside has been eliminated, Boss Jia already has a shadow in his heart. How can he dare to leave the bronze mirror at home?
Ding Xiu didn't refuse and said, "Thank you very much, Boss Jia."

"No, no, the Master has been so helpful. Jia should be very grateful..."

After that, Ding Xiu and Ren Tingting stayed in the county for another two days, and then left after Ruolan completely recovered.

When returning, Ding Xiu was in a good mood. After all, he had gained a lot from this trip.

In addition to the bronze mirror artifact, Boss Jia generously rewarded him with 50 yuan.

Although Ding Xiu is not that interested in money now, this thing is indispensable and can still be used when walking outside.

In the afternoon, the two returned to Renjia Town together.

After bidding farewell to Ren Tingting, Ding Xiu went to buy some cooked food and took it back to Yizhuang so that Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai could have a toothpaste.

Uncle Jiu is good at everything, but he is a bit stingy. Most of his food on weekdays consists of vegetables, tofu, pickles, radishes and the like.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Ding Xiu shook the paper bag in his hand at Wencai who was sweeping the floor: "Wencai, look what I bought."

From a long distance away, Wencai seemed to smell the smell of meat, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he rushed forward with saliva dripping.

"Great, we finally have some meat to eat tonight."

"You are not allowed to eat secretly."

"No, no, no..."

No wonder!
There are roast chicken, chicken legs, sauced pig's trotters... all his favorites in the paper bag.

After handing the paper bag to Wencai, Ding Xiu went to find Uncle Jiu, took out the bronze mirror magic weapon and handed it to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

When Uncle Jiu took it in his hand and looked at it, he couldn't help but look surprised: "Where did you get it from?"

"That's it..."

Ding Xiu explained his experience of going to the county seat.

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but look strange: "So, you kid can get rid of that evil spirit alone?"

Ding Xiu scratched his head in embarrassment: "It was just a fluke..."

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, how long have you been studying for? I'm afraid you will soon learn all my skills."

Upon hearing this, Ding Xiu hurriedly said: "Uncle Jiu, you really praise me too much. I have only learned a little bit. The main reason is that the evil seal has been sealed for too long and I don't have much strength."

In fact, he could somewhat guess why Uncle Jiu was so emotional, and he probably thought of the living treasures Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

A person with a bright mind is fond of playing and active, but refuses to study hard.

One is honest, but too honest, and there is a muscle missing from his brain.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now..." Uncle Jiu picked up the magic weapon and pointed at the pattern on the back: "Look carefully, there is an ancient character hidden in this pattern."

After saying this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but look at it carefully and said: "Sure enough, there is a word "kun"."

"Yes!" Uncle Jiu nodded: "If my prediction is correct, this should be one of a set of magical instruments, generally called the Eight Mirrors."

"Eight Mirrors?"

"Yes, I heard someone talk about it before when I was studying art in the mountains. The Eight Mirrors are generally used to arrange magic arrays. There are eight sides in total, namely Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui.

The eight magic weapons represent the eight directions, and they are also arranged according to the corresponding directions when setting up the formation. It is said to be very powerful.However, one side alone may have some uses, such as this Kun mirror, which must be used to seal evil spirits. "

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "Uncle Jiu, since we have a model, can we follow the example and make seven more mirrors to complete the Eight-Medium Mirror?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult!" Uncle Jiu shook his head: "The styles of the magic weapons may be the same, but the patterns on them are different. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask other brothers and sisters to see if I can find any clues or patterns. .”

"Well, that's fine too."

"Put away this magic weapon first. Later I will teach you a technique to seal away ghosts and evil spirits. This magic weapon will come in handy."

Upon hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but be overjoyed. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Ninth!"

Before he knew it, it was the eighth day of the lunar month, which was the day agreed with Ren Fa to bury Old Master Ren.

On this day, the weather is beautiful, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Mr. Ren’s grave is located on a hillside on the east side of the town. The terrain here is gentle, surrounded by mountains on two sides and water on the other. It can be regarded as a geomantic treasure.

Uncle Jiu, dressed in a Taoist robe, first placed an incense stick on the incense table, and then walked to the tomb to observe it carefully.

After Renfa finished putting on the incense, he walked to Uncle Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, back then the Feng Shui master said that this piece of land was difficult to find, and it was hard to find."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Yes, this hole has a name, it's called Dragonfly Dian Shui. The length of the hole is three feet and four feet, which is actually four, and the width and length of the hole, which is one foot and three, is actually three. Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried horizontally. It must be buried according to law. ."

Upon hearing this, Ren Fa gave a heartfelt thumbs up: "Uncle Jiu, that's amazing!"

Wencai scratched his head: "Master, what is a legal burial? Is it a French funeral?"

Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai dissatisfied.

Qiu Sheng is much smarter. Although he doesn't know, he won't make random guesses like a literary talent.

On the other side, Ding Xiu and Ren Tingting stood together and chatted quietly.

I don't know what happy things they talked about. Ren Tingting covered her mouth and smiled sweetly from time to time.

"Hey!" Suddenly, Ah Wei came over aggressively and pushed Ding Xiu on the shoulder: "Why are you so close to my cousin? You want to take advantage of her...ah!"

I wanted to show off my authority, but in the end my body staggered and I fell down with a "plop".

It turned out that this guy used too much force. He wanted to push Ding Xiu, but he missed it. The ground was slippery or some other reason, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

Ren Tingting glared at her cousin and shouted with an embarrassed look on her face: "Cousin, what are you talking about?"

Ah Wei looked aggrieved: "Cousin, he..."

"Awei, what are you making such a fuss about? What's the decency of this?" Ren Fa turned around and scolded.

This time, Awei didn't dare to say anything. He stood up dejectedly and patted the dirt on his body.

"Uncle Jiu, now that we have finished worshiping the gods, can we break the ground?"

"can!"

"start!"

With a roar, several workers walked up to the monument inscribed with "The Tomb of Ren Gongweiyong" and kicked the monument down with their feet, making the muscles on Ren Fa's face tremble.

When a group of workers started digging, Qiu Sheng finally couldn't help but walked up to the master and asked in a low voice: "Master, what is a legal burial?"

Uncle Jiu replied: "The so-called legal burial means that the coffin must be buried vertically."

"Yes, yes!" Ren Fa said: "That Feng Shui master said that if the coffin is buried vertically, the descendants will be great."

Uncle Jiu asked: "Is that good?"

Ren Fa couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: "To be honest, our Ren family's business has not been very smooth in the past 20 years. I don't know why."

"Master Ren, do you, the Ren family, have any grudge against Mr. Luo, a Feng Shui man?"

"Do you have a grudge?" Ren Fa was stunned: "Probably not. If he had, he wouldn't ask him for Feng Shui."

"Did Mrs. Ren have any issues with him during his lifetime?"

"This..." Ren Fa hesitated for a moment and then said: "This land originally belonged to him. My father spent a lot of money to buy it."

Uncle Jiu seemed a little unconvinced: "It's just inducement, no coercion?"

"I think should not be……"

"I think there must be..." Uncle Jiu walked to the dug grave and pointed: "Otherwise, how could he play tricks on your Ren family?"

Ren Fa was shocked: "Huh?"

"This hole was asked to be touched by dragonfly, but it ended up being sealed with cement. The head of the coffin couldn't even touch the water, so how could it be poured into it?

But he still has a conscience and will let you be moved and buried in 20 years. He will harm you for half your life but not for the rest of your life. He will harm you for one generation but not for eighteen generations..."

Hearing these words, Ren Fa was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat and his legs and feet became weak.

I didn’t expect that this old man’s tomb would hide such a big name?

"I saw the coffin head..."

With a loud shout, a group of people rushed forward to take a look. Sure enough, the coffin was buried vertically with its head upward.

Folk burial coffins are laid flat, just like people lying down to sleep. This is a natural thing. Have you ever heard of anyone sleeping standing up every night?

Not a horse.

Therefore, vertical burial is naturally a rare thing, which is surprising.

"Lift the coffin!" Uncle Jiu shouted.

So, some workers brought the wooden frame over.

There was a pulley on the wooden frame, and the rope was put on the head of the coffin. Using the pulley, seven or eight strong men pulled the other end of the rope and pulled out the entire coffin.

After the coffin was laid flat, Uncle Jiu turned around and said, "Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gongweiyong comes to light again. Anyone aged 36, 22, 35, or 48 and born in the Year of the Rooster or Ox will turn away."

At that moment, four or five people turned their backs.

"Everyone dress up and dress solemnly...remove the nails and open the coffin!"

The moment a few men removed the coffin lid, a plume of black smoke emitted strangely from the coffin.

"Quack quack..."

A group of bird monsters in the forest screamed and flew into the distance.

A gust of wind blew up, blowing a few black clouds.

Such a vision could not help but make the soles of the feet of those present feel cold.

Looking inside the coffin was even more surprising.

It has been 20 years. Under normal circumstances, Old Man Ren would have turned into a pile of withered bones, but now his body is intact, as if he is asleep.

Of course, there are still some differences. The skin is dry and gray-black, as if it has been poisoned.

His hands were folded in front of his abdomen, holding a copper abacus.

"Dad, it's really unfilial to disturb your old man and your child like this..."

Ren Fa was a filial son, so he immediately knelt on the ground and called out.

Ren Tingting also knelt down and called grandpa.

Afterwards, Ren Fa stood up and asked Uncle Jiu, "Uncle Jiu, can this tomb be used again?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "The dragonfly touches the water, and it touches it again and again. It will never hit the same location. This tomb is abandoned and can no longer be used."

"What should I do?"

Uncle Jiu said solemnly: "I suggest you be cremated on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Ren Fa immediately shook his head: "No, no, my father was most afraid of fire when he was alive and could not be cremated."

Uncle Jiu said earnestly: "Mr. Ren, you saw it just now. It's something unusual. If it's not cremated, there may be problems."

Ren Fa cupped his hands and begged: "Uncle Jiu, you can think of any way, but you can't cremate him."

Uncle Jiu sighed: "Okay, let's carry the coffin back to Yizhuang first, and I'll think of another way."

Ren Fa looked overjoyed and quickly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Ninth, thank you, Uncle Ninth."

In order to please his uncle, Awei immediately yelled at the workers: "What are you still doing? Come on, take it back to Yizhuang."

After the coffin was carried away, Uncle Jiu said to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai: "You two burn a plum blossom incense array in front of the tomb, and let me know how it turns out."

"Oh~"

Qiusheng and Wencai all responded.

"Remember, incense must be placed on every grave here."

At this time, Ding Xiu took the initiative and said, "Uncle Jiu, I'll stay too."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "Okay, just keep an eye here and don't let those two guys be lazy."

When Uncle Jiu came down the mountain, Ding Xiu lit a handful of incense, and then said to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai: "You two light the incense in front of the tomb, and I will go and add incense to the other tombs."

Qiu Sheng and the two were happy to be lazy, so naturally they had no objection.

Ding Xiu wandered around and found a tombstone with the words "Tomb of Dong Xiaoyu" engraved on it, and the dates of birth and death engraved in small characters next to it.

"It's such a shame that he died at the same age."

Ding Xiu placed a stick of incense in front of the grave, and picked a few flowers nearby and placed them in front of the grave.

"thanks……"

When he stood up, there was actually an erratic voice in his ears.

However, Ding Xiu did not panic like Qiu Sheng in the original plot. Instead, he pretended to look around, then glanced at the grave: "Are you talking?"

"Yes!"

"You are... Dong Xiaoyu?"

"Haha, you are really interesting. Aren't you afraid of me?"

Ding Xiu said seriously: "I was afraid before."

"You were afraid before? Then why aren't you afraid now?"

"That's because I once met a woman...well, to be precise, like a girl, she was also a female ghost."

"Really? Then how did you meet?"

"It's a long story..." Ding Xiu simply sat on the ground, as if telling a story: "In the evening, I passed by a dilapidated temple, and the words "Lanruo Temple" were faintly visible on the plaque.

I found a side room, lit a candle and read.Later, a woman in white clothes suddenly came..."

"Is that woman's name Nie Xiaoqian?"

Ding Xiu: "Huh? How does the girl know?"

……

(End of this chapter)