The year is over with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the summer.

In the sun, thousands of households always replace the old charms with new peaches.

On the first day of the New Year, the clouds and snow were finally collected over Guobei County, and the rising sun rose, and the golden light was scattered.

Firecrackers and gongs are sounding in the streets and alleys, and even the wind swept through the cold wind seems to have a hint of warm spring.

What is very different from the outside world is that the Huaishu Alley is still quiet. Several birds that leave their nests slide down from the branches, their slender claws jump lightly on the cold and hard bluestone slabs, and they occasionally bow their heads to peck at the remaining grass seeds in the gaps in the corners of the wall.

At the end of Huaishu Hutong, there were some whistling sounds of wind breaking from the vines and grass of the ghost house in the Li family.

Behind the mossy wall, there were figures of people. Three children wearing big red cotton jackets, and the joyful boys were lying on the cold artemisia aloof. The tiger-head hat he had just worn was tilted, revealing half of the round bald head.

After rolling for a while, his body became hot. He heard a low voice coming from not far away. The little boy sucked and spitted smoke, kicked his mighty tiger-head shoes, and ran in.

Behind the screen wall of the courtyard, in the relatively hidden open space, several men and the old Cangtou were meticulously conducting morning classes, either stance, practicing boxing, or playing guns. The boxing is always kept from the hand and song, and martial arts is the skill they rely on for their living, and they cannot be left behind at all.

Even if you are on the way to escape, you will practice diligently.

The three children ran in and saw that everyone was doing morning classes. They were embarrassed to stick out their tongues, silently joined in, and honestly stole their horses.

Among the dozens of people in their group, except Acheng who could not get injured, the only one who remained motionless was the middle-aged scholar who was respected as Brother Lu.

The middle-aged scholar did not seem to be afraid of the cold at all. He sat in the shadow of a wall and stared blankly at the book on his left hand in a daze. The bowl of tea in his right hand was still motionless, but he didn't know when it had cooled down, making his right hand look faintly blue.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came over with a teapot, took the middle-aged scholar's tea bowl, and replaced it with steaming tea.

Feeling the movement coming from beside him, the middle-aged scholar seemed to have returned to his soul, rubbed his blue-skinned right hand, took the tea bowl and took a sip.

"Brother Lu, do you really have to stay here for the New Year before leaving?"

"It's not a good idea to have a safe New Year. You can see it, and the children are very happy."

"I know you are worried about Acheng's injuries, but those Dongchang's swearing people and don't spit bones will be pursued by others in order to get promoted and make money."

"If Acheng's injury continues like this, he will not be able to pass the fifth place. He, an irrelevant person, will not die for us."

"When will we wait?"

"Acheng has a good foundation. As long as it is properly conditioned, you should be able to get out of bed and walk in ten days and half a month."

"That's how you count, you don't have to wait for the Shangyuan Festival. But the pursuit of Dongchang's fan is like a gangrene with bones. If you can't wait for that time, where will you hide?"

"From west to east, isn't there a deserted temple at the foot of Qinggeng Peak? If it really doesn't work, just hide there."

"Lanruo Temple? I heard it is a ghost temple that is rarely visited, and is entrenched by many demons and monsters."

"For us, demons and ghosts are always easier to deal with than humans."

...

Ghosts occupy people's land, and people occupy ghost nests.

Cause and effect flow, and life continues.

But it was said that the group of rioters who seemed to be fugitives entered the Li family's ghost house, and they planned to live for a long time to develop the Li family's wasteland courtyard into a new generation of owners Nie Xiaoqian, who recently read the "Tao Te Ching" and obtained the Three Treasures of Morality: No competition, no manifestation, no exposure.

Adhering to the principle of being a ghost with compassion, I decided to move out temporarily.

So on New Year's Eve, she waved her sleeves and drifted out of Huaishu Hutong without taking away a trace of dust.

Although the road is slippery after nightfall and the north wind is whizzing, it cannot suppress the lively hearts of the people for the New Year.

The streets are decorated with lights and bright everywhere, and dragons and lions dance on the streets and alleys, with crackling sounds of firecrackers coming one after another, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Nie Xiaoqian was far away from the crowd, looking at the prosperity of the world, but for some reason, she always felt something staring at her in secret. The sharp gazes like guns and swords seemed to pierce their ghost body out of thousands of holes.

"I didn't show up, could it be..."

Thinking of the possible discovery of some Taoist master, she was shocked and couldn't help but feel nervous.

Recently, I have been so relaxed that my vigilance has dropped to the lowest point.

When she was secretly blaming herself, she was in a panic and hurriedly crossed the wall, trying to escape from the distance and get rid of those gazes.

But no matter how she escaped, how fast she escaped, those ghosts whose eyes were as bright as ever, kept coming.

It was not until she walked through a short wall and entered a small courtyard the size of a palm that her eyes disappeared like ice and snow melted.

Standing in the lonely and dilapidated yard, she had no heart, but her heart was like a drum, and she felt so thrilling that she was almost breathless.

"If you are a master of Taoism, you should catch ghosts to the end. Why give up halfway? Do you think that I, a female ghost, is too weak and disdainful to catch them, so you keep them and become a ghost and then deal with them? If you are not a master of Taoism, what's going on with your eyes?"

Thinking of this, she carefully floated out the door.

The gate of this small yard is open. When you look around, you see a pair of Spring Festival couplets sticking on the gate.

The lotus is showing its posture and the demon is afraid, and the jade phoenix nods its head and is shocked by the ghosts and gods.

There are no taboos in the horizontal banner.

Subconsciously, she burst into laughter. But she laughed out loud, thinking that this was not the time to laugh, so she quickly curled her smile and turned to vigilance.

Then I felt that I was too heartless. In this danger, I could even be attracted by some boring external objects.

However, the ghost seems to be heartless. It seems that it is nothing to smile and relieve the tense nerves.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't know that this couplet actually had a thrilling origin.

The owner of the yard is a poor scholar. He accidentally went out and was unfortunately robbed by the bandits of Heifeng Village. Because he was too poor and had no money to redeem himself, he was forced to work in the village to redeem himself. During this period, he was destroyed by the two female devils in the village. One of the two female devils, one was named Furong and the other was named Yufeng.

The poor scholar later escaped and came back from his life by chance and wrote this couplet to replace the door god to suppress the house and drive away evil spirits.

Nie Xiaoqian walked out of the courtyard gate guarded by the two female devils. As soon as she turned around, four extremely fierce and sharp eyes diagonally opposite her, like sharp arrows, emitting from her to break up.

She groaned, her feet slipped, and she retreated back into the yard.

This retreat instantly avoided the gaze of gaze again.

When she was still scared, she remembered that the four sharp eyes just now seemed to be emitted by two door gods.

Incredible, Nie Xiaoqian decided to try again.

Sure enough, her eyes were like lightning. Once she was exposed to the sight of the door god, she immediately encountered the suppression of the eyes of the two door gods Ruju.

As the saying goes, Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong, but Nie Xiaoqian never thought that it was just Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong drawn on paper, who could actually travel through time and space to suppress this ghost.

The reason why she was hiding in this yard was because there was no door god in this yard. For this, she really had to thank Furong and Yufeng, the two female devils in Heifeng Village.

What she didn't know was that the door god posted by every household in Guobei County was actually one of the Taoist talismans wholesale in Laoshan.

However, after knowing what was going on in the eyes, Nie Xiaoqian calmed down.

Although the door god has the power of magic, she is as powerful as a prison, but she never thought of breaking into someone's house and killing people's lives. No matter how strong the door god's magic power is, she will be a prison. As long as she avoids it carefully, it will not pose much threat to her.

Then why is it okay to go around before New Year's Eve? I think it is probably because as time goes by, the magic power attached to the door god gradually dissipates and gradually loses the role of suppressing houses and exorcising evil spirits.

Because the door god guarded one side, Nie Xiaoqian could not leave from the front, so she walked straight to the back of the small yard.

She passed by a room where the lame table and footstool, the broken wooden bed, and the ragged scholar.

There is a couplet that is extremely eye-catching on the table: the rat fled because of food, and the dog sleeps boldly for the poor family.

"High-grace, elegant and elegant, flirting, flirting and embroidering skills, learning is not something that can be done, nothing can be achieved." Nie Xiaoqian remembered several idioms Yan Chixia described Ning Caichen in the movie, "Well, it seems that someone is waiting for relief."

He was huddling in the ragged quilt, worried that tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, would be in the pot, and the poor scholar could not sleep, in a trance, seemed to hear a woman talking in front of the bed, and sat up suddenly in frightened. But the lamp oil had been used up yesterday, so he could only watch the room with a pair of hungry eyes.

It is dark and winter, and I can only hear the sound of people begging for food through the house.
Chapter completed!