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Chapter 164 Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety(2/2)

He had been so earnest about Ji Que before, but in fact it was for this injury. He felt that using the other party's means, he should be able to solve his injury.

But this young genius looked very polite and had no airs, but he was always indifferent.

In fact, Ji Que really didn't understand the other party's meaning, and he really only knows how to beat people and cannot save people.

Thinking of the monk's previous squatting in the cesspool, he shouted "Monster, just come and help me." Coupled with this voice, Ji Que finally couldn't bear it and let out a burst of "Kukuku" laughter.

Lin Xiangzhi smiled and said, "What are you laughing at? Others are just hurt."

As she talked, she couldn't help laughing.

So in Lu's house late at night, there was a moaning of the monk's powerful "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh." On the other hand, there was Ji Que's "Kukuku" laughter. He scared the nearby slaves and thought that there was another ghost in the mansion.

The next morning, Ji Que had just gotten up and when he pushed open the door, he saw a row of people standing outside.

He wanted to leave early, so he said to the maid who was in charge last night: "Have your manager woke up?"

"The second young master is awake." The maid said tremblingly.

"Then tell him to check out." Ji Que said.

"Okay, let's go here, little one." The maid said respectfully.

Everyone could see that Ji Xianren was leaving with her cousin, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

The Lu Mansion in the early morning is elegant and quiet, with bamboos and flowers lined beside the white walls, giving a sense of order.

It is said that this house was designed by famous craftsmen outside, and it does not look as tacky as the house of ordinary nouveau riche.

But the main hall was still in a mess, and the blood was still in shocking red.

That was a filth that could not be washed away by clean water, so it could only be shoveled away and refilled.

The second master of the Lu family rushed over and immediately gave someone money. Ji Que got a black gold-lined money bag. It was not heavy to buy, but it was much more valuable than the other demon-subduing masters.

People are not blind, they know who is the mainstay.

"Because my father was lying in bed sick, he was still unconscious. This is all I can take out now, totaling 2,300 taels of silver notes, and a pair of jade bis that are of good quality. Please don't dislike me." The second young master of the Lu family said sincerely.

The two thousand taels of reward were given, and three hundred taels were given, and a pair of jade bis that should be worth a thousand taels of silver was given. It can only be said that the second son of the Lu family was very good at being a human being.

Ji Que collected the money and couldn't help asking: "Where is the little mother your father married to live in? Take me to see."

The Lu Mansion did not dare to neglect it, so he quickly asked the servants to come to the carriage and took Ji Xianren and his cousin.

In the carriage, Lin Xiangzhi couldn't help asking: "Why, are you worried that it was not removed?"

Ji Que shook his head and said, "No, these straw men always remind people of another kind of evil spirit."

The concubine that Mr. Lu forced to marry lived on the edge of the town.

There can be said to be the slums here, all with huts and thatched huts.

Not only the locals live here, but also some outsiders who have fled to famine and gradually gained a foothold, so they are mixed.

It is said that Mr. Lu saw this concubine grinding tofu there, and suddenly became kind-hearted and wanted to marry the other party as his concubine.

As a result, the concubine disagreed and eventually it seemed that the concubine's parents sold her, so she had to go to Lu's mansion.

The concubine's parents and family should have taken the money and felt a little guilty about the concubine, so they quickly moved away and the residence was empty.

It was a small courtyard with yellow mud walls and thatched roof, which looked dilapidated.

The things in the room were almost moved, leaving only a few rotten bamboo baskets and two lame stools, but the room where the concubine lived before seemed to have not moved anything.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with an old table, a stool, and a bed all in it.

Ji Que soon noticed that there was a bright red on the walls of the room.

It was a hole drawn in the wall, and there was a piece of red cloth covering something.

Ji Que's first reaction was the red veil when the woman got married.

So he easily revealed it.

The moment the red cloth was unveiled, Lin Xiangzhi felt that all the hairs on her body stood up.

This hole is not big, so naturally it will not be the bride under the red cloth, but a statue of a god.

From here, the hole in the wall is almost a shrine.

The shrine was facing the end of the bed, which means that the concubine had to face such a statue of god every time she slept during her lifetime.

A gust of wind blew, making the statue rustle.

It was not until this time that Lin Xiangzhi discovered that the human figure was actually made of paper.

To be honest, this was the first time she saw a statue made of paper, and she felt a particularly uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

Because it looks so similar to the human, especially the face, which is somewhat similar to the concubine last night.

Imagine a woman who faces such a paper statue when she sleeps every day, and that statue becomes more and more like her, or rather, it is the woman who deliberately makes the statue more and more like herself.

This kind of thing is quite terrifying to think about it.

At this time, Ji Que lifted up the statue of the paper, observed it carefully, and even opened the outer layer of the paper to determine its gender.

Because he felt that this statue of god was very similar to the statue of god on the immortal mountain in the memory of the big-bellied paper man.

No, he even felt that it was the same thing, but there were more changes as time passed.

After all, it is impossible for every statue of God to perfectly reproduce the original appearance of God.

"No wonder." Ji Que murmured.

Last night, he felt that the scarecrows were a bit similar to the paper man in the Song Mansion before, but he didn't expect that it was really a change brought about by the same thing.

This is a coincidence. If you don’t go to find Him, He always appears in front of you.

This can only be blamed for his luck.

Ji Que thought about this and put away the one-foot-high paper man statue.

This thing is worth studying, and this should be the biggest gain in addition to money on the way.
Chapter completed!
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