Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 44

They worked together to subdue Mrs. Seven, and He Tang trapped her in the qi, but he was afraid that she would run away, so he asked Yang Jinshu to find a way to stuff her into the Shura umbrella.

Yang Jinshu said helplessly: "He Tang, not all ghosts can learn Luosan."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"The Asura Umbrella is a magic weapon of the underworld. It can calm the soul and ward off evil spirits, and deter all evil ghosts. But if a ghost enters the Asura Umbrella, it will probably be swallowed by the Shura Umbrella, or its resentment will grow stronger and it will become a more powerful ghost."

"Then why are we going in?"

"We are not fierce ghosts." Yang Jinshu looked at the injured monks, "Masters, I wonder if you have a way to temporarily take Mrs. Seven into custody?"

"us……"

A fierce male voice suddenly came from not far away: "I have!"

Everyone turned their heads, and saw a middle-aged monk walking quickly with a chess box in his arms. He lifted the lid to reveal the lacquered characters of Buddhism engraved inside. He pushed forward and stared at the fainted Seventh Madam: "You Put this female ghost in this chess box, and she won't be able to do anything wrong."

Shi Tianning took a closer look: "What is this?"

This chess box looks ordinary and does no harm to him, so how can it restrain Mrs. Seven.

An old eminent monk explained: "Oh, this chess box is a utensil that has been handed down in our temple for a hundred years. It contains Buddhist scriptures stabbed by eminent monks. It is contaminated with the holy spirit of Buddhism in the temple. It has the effect of warding off evil spirits and suppressing ghosts. It can also be removed. The benefactor might as well try the hostility on Li Gui."

Yang Jinshu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He Tang then slowly put the seventh lady's soul into the little chess box.

The middle-aged monk closed the chess box, closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha."

He Tang stepped forward to take the chess box, but was blocked by the monk, and said sharply, "What are you going to do?"

He Tang was startled, and said, "I want to take her back to see Zhu Xiaowu...to her son!"

The monk was furious: "Little benefactor, you brought a ghost to meet a child? Have you forgotten what she did to the residents of Futu Town?!"

"But didn't you suppress her? What can she do in the chess box?"

"This statement is wrong. If this female ghost gets violent and swallows the child alive, what should I do?"

He Tang narrowed his eyes, snorted, and said with a smile: "I think you, a monk, have already made up your mind to take her in, right? How dare you lie to us!"

Shi Tianning raised his chin and looked at the monk: "Are you the monk they said...the one who was murdered by a ghost at home when you were young?"

"The name of the poor Taoist is pure."

"Master Qingjing... I don't think you are clean at all." Shi Tianning sarcastically smiled, then dodged close, snatched the chess box from his hand, and shouted to his partner, "Go!"

He Tang and Yang Jinshu were still in a daze, Wan Niang waved her sleeves, and the long sleeves flung out, blocking their sight, the sleeves fell apart, and the four ghosts had already disappeared in place with the chess box.

He Tang followed them and said excitedly, "Damn it, you two are so smart!"

Yang Jinshu was still a little dazed: "Leaving so rashly..."

"Oh, you nerd, can you stop chattering a little?" Shi Tianning was a little impatient, leading the way and drifting fast, "You said that you have been with He Tang for so long, why didn't this kid learn anything about his cleverness? Woolen cloth?"

"Jin Shu's head is used to pretend to be knowledgeable, and he won't play tricks like me." He Tang giggled, and threw himself on Yang Jinshu's back to ask him to carry it, "Let's take Madam Seven to see Xiao Wu, Their mother and son are reunited, maybe the Seventh Madam will be fine."

"I think this might be a bit difficult..." Wan Niang knew people's hearts best, and sighed in a low voice, "The Seventh Madam suffered so much grievance and suffering before she died, and the resentment in her heart was not light at all. She killed people along the way. I don't know how many life debts I have accumulated, and the hostility is too heavy, I am afraid it will not be cleared."

Shi Tianning felt strange: "She made such a big commotion, why didn't the underworld move at all? Just let her make trouble like this?"

Yang Jinshu nodded: "Recently, we have encountered so many things, and indeed we rarely see bad luck. Could it be that something happened to the underworld?"

"What could happen in the underworld? It's probably because these ghosts have thought of some way to escape." Shi Tianning thought for a while, and said, "Do you think that there have been too many troubles caused by ghosts recently? Since we went to Zhu's mansion until now It's been four or five months at least, and I've met a lot of ghosts, but it's too strange that no evil has interfered!"

"This matter is indeed strange, but let's settle the matter in front of us first." Yang Jinshu looked at the chess box in his hand, hesitating a bit, "Do you really want to take Mrs. Seven to see Xiao Wu?"

"Xiao Wu still doesn't know what happened to his mother..." He Tang also became entangled, "The life of this mother and child is too hard. Just trying to save one, something happened to the other, alas..."

Shi Tianning knocked on the lid of the chess box, and suggested: "How about we wake her up and ask?"

They traveled faster than the monks of Puyin Temple, and had time to stop and discuss, but the surrounding Buddha atmosphere was too strong, and they felt very uncomfortable, so they had to run to the inn to hide, and found another unoccupied room to sneak in secretly. The meeting of the four ghosts began.

They can see at night without needing a lamp. The four ghosts sat around the table and placed the seventh lady's chess box in the middle of the table.

He Tang still remembered what the middle-aged monk said, and couldn't help worrying: "If we open the chess box, will the seventh lady suddenly rush out to scare us?"

"You'll know if you try it?" Shi Tianning made a gesture to open the lid, but was stopped by Wan Niang.

"Don't underestimate the hostility of Mrs. Seven. This chessboard can only temporarily suppress her. We still have to think about it in the long run." She tapped the outer wall of the chess box lightly, only to hear the crisp sound of the chess box, which is different from ordinary wood. No difference.

"What should I do..." He Tang lay on the table without thinking, "When I think of Xiao Wu returning home and finding his mother dead, I dare not tell him the truth."

"I was going to take him back to find Mrs. Seven, but..." Shi Tianning couldn't help but sigh, "Fatality tricks people."

He Tang asked: "Good people don't live long, but evil people last for thousands of years...why does this sentence always come true?"

He pointed at the people present: "Brother Tianning is a good person, and Niang Wan is a good person. Although I don't know if I am a good person, I have never hurt anyone. There is also Jin Shu, who has been sick since he was a child. Well, the heart is so kind, but she still died so early. The seventh lady is the best lady in the Zhu Mansion, and she treats the younger generation and the servants very well, but what happened? Blame us for being heartless!"

He was puzzled and angry: "Why is this happening?"

Shi Tianning said, "Actually, I have killed many people in my travels, and it is reasonable to die due to disputes."

Wan Niang looked at He Tang with a rare and gentle smile: "He Tang, everything has a cause and effect, and I am also... reaping the consequences."

He Tang didn't expect them to refute him. He stared at Yang Jinshu with wide eyes. The latter looked around and found that his answer was very important. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "This is how I should be. Why should I blame others?"

He Tang, who was beaten repeatedly, laughed at himself: "You are right, I committed suicide, and no one forced me."

He looked at the chessboard on the table, which contained the seventh lady.He clasped his hands together and said softly: "But what's wrong with Mrs. Seven and Xiao Wu? Could it be that they lived too happily before?"

"The actions of the Zhu family are really too unreasonable. I'm afraid it's not just the Zhu family who are too cruel." Yang Jinshu knocked on the table lightly, and said seriously, "I suspect that someone in the mansion has something to do with the ghost. I want to repair the book One letter, asking Daoist Min for his opinion."

He Tang: "How do you revise books...you are a ghost and he is a human being, and he must be able to receive it after you write it!"

Yang Jinshu said with a smile: "Master Qing Rong is always by his side, it should be fine to help him close the letter."

"..." Forget about the master-student pair of Gu Ling Jue.He Tang held his chin and said, "Speaking of which, Daoist Min is also a big villain, scum! In the end, he also lived a long life!"

Yang Jinshu secretly sighed, not knowing how to speak for Min Yuejun.In any case, it's too cruel for him to kill his teacher and feed his dog...Who would be disdainful when thinking of what he did?

Shi Tianning said fair words from the side: "Actually, the magic stick is quite an asshole, but he died quite early."

"Although the magic stick has never killed anyone, but Qinglianguan because of him... oh..." He Tang sighed for a long time, and said helplessly, "I can't imagine what it will be like for them to be together every day in the future ?”

Wan Niang saw it clearly: "The magic stick intends to make amends, but after all, he also remembers the revenge of Daoist Min for killing him, and I'm afraid it can't be easily resolved."

"Wait, wait! Why are we talking about them? It's business!" He Tang tapped the chessboard, "What the hell are we going to do?"

Yang Jinshu: "How about...open it and have a look?"

He Tang rolled his eyes and said, "Jin Shu, do you have any magic weapon to snap back the cover quickly? Just in case."

"No need, I think this chessboard has been infiltrated by Buddha's light, and it is a high-quality magic weapon. After all, the seventh lady only acts with her hostility. After being taken away by us, it will not recover for a while."

With his words, He Tang felt relieved, carefully lifted the cover, and looked into the chessboard.

Four heads came together and stared at the chessboard.

Since Mrs. Seven entered, the Buddhist lacquer characters on the inner wall of the chessboard emitted golden light, enveloping her.Seventh Madam once again restored her original delicate face, huddled weakly into a ball, and fell to the center of the chessboard.

He Tang called softly: "Qiniang?"

Madame Seven seemed to hear his voice, got up from the plate, looked around, and finally saw four big heads above her head.She was startled: "He Tang? This... Where am I?"

"Qiniang, don't you remember what you did in Puyin Temple?"

Seventh Madam looked bewildered, not seeming to be fake.

The four ghosts closed the lid again and discussed, thinking that she might really not remember what she did when she became a ghost.

Opening the lid again, He Tang said seriously: "Qiniang, there is something you need to know..."

Seeing his serious expression, Mrs. Seven couldn't help but grabbed her sleeve nervously, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Is it related to Zishan?"

"For sure." He Tang glanced at the others and found that they were silent, so he continued, "Well... because you killed a lot of people when you became aggressive, we can't let you go to see me so casually. Little Five..."

"You... what did you say? I... I killed someone?" Seventh Madam sat down on the spot.

"Since you don't remember it, I won't describe it in detail, but seeing your son..." Although He Tang couldn't bear it, he still insisted, "We are afraid that you will hurt Xiao Wu, so... we won't let you See you."

"No! No!" Madam Seven knelt down and looked at him pitifully, "He Tang, let me meet Zishan, he is my son! I...I just want to see that he is safe and sound, He Tang... Qiniang, please..."

He Tang couldn't bear to watch, and buried his head in confusion.

Yang Jinshu sighed, patted him on the back of the neck, and said to Madam Seven: "Madam Seven, you can't control yourself, it's really too risky to take you to see Zishan, please forgive me."