The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 124 Story
"Girls always ask for anything they lack, how can I make it if I don't worry too much about it?"

Zhouliang sighed, and then said with a naive smile: "Since the old lady asked the slave to take care of the girl's daily life, what if the slave didn't do his best? Speaking of which, girls from other people's families are all in a hurry to do needlework after they get married. The girl is always in a hurry, so I have to put away the needlework that the girl usually does, so as not to be caught blind when the time comes."

"Your mouth is getting more and more clever." Ji Songxian spat around the beam: "I'm just talking about you for nothing, and you have so many words to block me. It can be seen that the simple and straightforward in daily life are just pretending to coax me."

Speaking of this, she herself couldn't help laughing: "But I have to thank you, if you hadn't been careful, my son might be caught blind now."

The master and the servant talked for a long time, then smiled around the beam and went to get some light meals for lunch. Ji Songxian had nothing to do, so he stood in front of the window and watched the snowflakes for a while, thinking about the weather, Cheng Huaijin would go back It's really hard to catch up, so don't make any mistakes on the way.

Seeing that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, Ji Songxian's original mood of admiring the snow was gone, and he was very anxious for Cheng Huaijin.

For a while, the snow flakes were thick and tight, the sky and the earth were white, and there was a lot of heat on the glass, which turned white, and the scenery outside could not be seen clearly. Ji Songxian simply stopped looking, and settled down to write some words. .

She wanted to put away Huang Liangmeng's book first, and write a book about fairy tales.

The background of the story is set in a world of self-cultivation. In that world, men are superior to women, or women are superior to men. In that world, the strong are respected. What she wants to write is that the two brothers and sisters are ordinary people. Every time a sect in the cultivation world seeks apprentices, both brother and sister have spiritual roots, so they are recruited into the sect.

However, the spiritual roots of the two brothers and sisters are not surprisingly good, and they are just outsiders when they enter the sect, and they are often oppressed and bullied.

Afterwards, the two brothers and sisters each had a chance to find strange objects, and they entered the country and started to make rapid progress, slowly emerging.

At that time, no one in the cultivation world had been able to ascend for thousands of years. Everyone believed that it was because of the increasingly scarce treasures of heaven and earth, and the lack of aura. The real reason is that all the people in the cultivation world take human life as a trifling matter, only caring about fighting for it but not cultivating merit.

In this way, the two brothers and sisters practiced hard while cultivating merits and virtues, avoiding cause and effect as much as possible, but they would not give in to those who bullied them.

Ji Songxian had roughly thought out the story, and then began to add some details. In the middle of the afternoon, he roughly figured out the whole story, first wrote an outline on paper, and just finished writing, he saw the food around the beam and called her Have a meal.

Ji Songxian put down his pen, washed his hands, picked up a bowl, drank some porridge, and ate some small pickles. After eating a small bowl, he put down the bowl and stopped eating.

After eating around the beam, she packed up her things, but she hadn't packed it here yet, when she saw the door curtain raised, a little girl came in with a jade white plum vase, with a sprig of red plums stuck in it.

"This plum blossom is good, where did you fold it?"

When Ji Songxian saw that the plum blossoms were in full bloom, he was a little happy, and asked while admiring them.

The little girl smiled: "Where is it from the slave, the eighth son went out with his friends to enjoy the snow today, it seems to be talking about some village outside, where the plum blossoms are just in bloom, when he came back, he picked a branch for the girl and sent it to the slave. Come."

While talking, the girl clapped her hands together: "It's hard for Master Hachi to think about the girl in such a heavy snow day."

Ji Songxian smiled: "It's not hard for him, but it's hard for you. In such a cold day, you come here with your hands holding the bottle. I'm afraid it will be frozen."

She asked Rao Liang to grab a handful of copper coins and give it to the little girl: "I'll buy you some wine."

The little girl smiled and thanked her a thousand times. After saying a few words, she took the money and went happily.

Ji Songxian watched the plum blossoms for a while and then it was dark. It was rare for her to have such a leisure time, so she simply did nothing, changed clothes, sat on the bed and talked with the quilt around the beam.

She wrapped a quilt on the bed, and wrapped a quilt on the couch under the bed. Both of them only showed their heads and talked in a low voice. When I was young, I thought that I could sell a good master's house in my life, but I didn't think that my dream would come true, that I could come to serve the girl, not have to be beaten and scolded every day, eat well and wear well, and the girl treats the slave well. Well, now that I think about it, such a good day is like a dream, I am afraid that one day the dream will be gone, and I will still sleep on the cold kang in Yaxing."

Ji Songxian gave her a white look: "Nonsense, it seems that you are also free, so let me tell you a story."

"Yes, my slave loves to listen to stories the most, let me tell you, girl."

Rao Liang responded with a grin, and closed the quilt again: "Listen carefully, I will tell Sister Su Xin and the others tomorrow."

"Listen up." Ji Songxian became playful for a while, and wanted to tell the ghost story, but he couldn't find the good one for a while, so he took a book from the depths of his memory that is said to be read by many people in later generations to tell. .

This book seems to be written on the Internet. There were many people who read it at the time, and it was called a ghost blowing the lamp.

Ji Songxian came slowly, and just after a short speech, she was so scared that the face turned pale and asked for forgiveness, but Ji Songxian didn't forgive her, and continued to talk, and after a while, there was a scream and shivering under the quilt.

In such a quiet night, there was only the sound of rustling and falling snow, but suddenly there was a scream, and several rooms in Ji's house were frightened.

Mrs. Sun had already gone to bed, but when her son heard the movement, he immediately sat up and pushed Ji Gang: "Master, listen, it seems that there is movement in my sister's room."

While she was talking, she put on her clothes and sat up, and called the girl to go and have a look. She couldn't lie down by herself, so she put on her big clothes and went to Ji Songxian's room. Shi and Tao, a few people went to Ji Songxian's courtyard together, and they heard a burst of laughter.

The four of them looked at each other and walked along the corridor to the corridor, stomped their feet and knocked on the door.

At first I thought it was the door that came around the beam, but it was Ji Songxian who opened the door. Sun frowned at the sight: "Why did my sister come to open the door in such a cold day, and the door was around the beam?"

Ji Songxian's face was a little flushed, and Wang Shi gave her a look: "Even if you come to open the door, you should wear thicker clothes. What if you get cold?"

While talking, the four of them entered the room together, but they saw that there was no one in the room. Mrs. Sun asked immediately, "Where is Raoliang? Why aren't you in the room?"

Ji Songxian walked to the side of the couch with a smile, stretched out his hand and lifted the quilt, and the whole person around the beam was huddled like a silkworm baby, and the whole person was still shaking.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Sun didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she saw the way around the beam.

"Eldest madam." Rao Liang jumped down from the couch suddenly, and grabbed Mrs. Sun's hand: "Young lady will never learn well. In this weather, you scare me with a book about ghosts. You are so good at scaring people that you almost scare me to death. "

"What's the matter?" Wang Shi was a little interested when she heard it: "My sister told a story? Tell us what story."

Let alone going to bed now, but because it was getting dark early, it was really early for my son, and he was really not used to sleeping.

Ji Songxian nodded with a smile, and asked the four of them to sit down, and hurriedly asked the beam to make tea.

After the seat was settled, Ji Songxian smiled: "It's just that the girl around Liang has been talking so hard these days, so I wanted to scare her, but I just told a ghost story. I didn't expect to scare her like that. The sisters-in-law are really sorry."

"The old lady was shocked by the screaming." Su Xin smiled: "At that time, I told my slave, "Shu Xin, you hurry to see the girl, but something happened, and this slave was also scared, and hurried over I didn't expect that it was caused by the little hoof of Zhuoliang, and the slave ran away for nothing.

When Zhuo Liang heard this, he followed his heart and begged for forgiveness: "Good sister, dear sister, dear sister, please forgive me, don't dare again."

Tao Shi's eyes were shining brightly: "Sister, tell us quickly, what kind of story is it?"

The other few also kept urging, Ji Songxian had no choice but to retell the story of the ghost blowing the lamp, and after a while, those four also hugged together in fright, although they were afraid, they were still full of curiosity and kept urging Follow Ji Songxian to speak quickly.

After talking for a while, Mrs. Ba and Mrs. Wu also rushed over. Seeing a few people who were fascinated by the story, they also sat down to listen. For a while, there was an exclamation and a scream in the room. It's also really scary at night.

The few people had been listening for a long time, Ji Songxian was tired from telling stories, and seeing that the sky was getting darker, he said he wanted to rest and send them away.

After seeing off the listeners, Ji Songxian drank several glasses of water to relieve her thirst. She was sleepy with her son, even if she was around the beam. The master and servant stopped talking and went to bed directly.

Ji Songxian didn't expect the Wu family to return to the room. The men of Ji's family asked what was going on, so they told about Ji Songxian's storytelling to scare people around. The men who were hooked for a while also wanted to hear the story.

The women of Ji's family had no choice but to talk in detail, and for a while, the entire courtyard of Ji's family was full of exclamations.

On the second day when the snow stopped, Ji Songxian got up early in the morning to wash up and went to greet Mrs. Wu, and when he passed by, he saw a room full of dark circles, Ji Songxian was shocked, and hurriedly asked: "Father, brothers, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you were beaten?"

When she asked, she stared at Wu's and Sun's from time to time.

Wu Shi was so angry that he almost slapped Ji Songxian: "What are you thinking, girl? Although your mother and I are better, I have never hit your father. It's not all because of your story. Your father scared you." Didn't sleep all night."

Is this the truth?

Ji Songxian was a little dumbfounded.

Then Ji Mian rubbed his eyes and smiled and said, "We can't be afraid once in vain. Others have to suffer from this scare. How about this? My sister finds time to finish telling the story, and I will write it for you. This is a good book." I’m afraid that all of Jinling will be full of people talking about ghosts.”

Ji Songxian thought of Empress Dowager Gao and Princess Jinyang who were still being frightened by ghosts in the palace, and thought that the book "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" would make Empress Dowager Gao and Princess Jinyang more frightened, so he said with a smile: "What the sixth brother said is very true. , In this way, after I finish talking with the sixth brother, the sixth brother will add or subtract some content and write a book."

After a pause, she continued: "It doesn't have to be finished in one go. The story is too long, so I'll write a short story first, and then I'll write another one if it sells well."

(End of this chapter)