Chapter 22 Chapter 1 Go to the Photo Studio Fu League Song

Riye.He won the first battle and gained a lot. The few of us were very happy, probably because the money in our wallets was bulging, and Tian Gudao gained the confidence to walk, his legs were swaying like crabs, and the ghost cub followed behind. Back in Liye, as soon as we arrived at the residence, Mrs. Shu next door called us: "You are back. When you were away, several groups of people came to dig out corns, and there were also people who treated bruises..." Aunt Shu is a caring person. We thanked Aunt Shu. As soon as we entered the "Go to the Photo Studio", we began to worship the spirit cards of the ancestors.

According to the teacher's rules, every time the body is expelled, one must worship the ancestor master, one is to report, and the other is to pray for the continued protection of the disciple. "Go to the photo studio" is the small building we rented in Liye. It is the name of my house. The reason why it is called "Go to the photo studio" means that we often go out to chase corpses, and most of them go to film; the second meaning is, We corpse hunters don't like to keep the shadow of the corpse we drove in our minds. "Xiucai, we forgot to set up an archway for the God of Wealth. We will go to the temple later and ask for one to go home, and bless us to get rich and get rid of poverty as soon as possible." After paying homage to the ancestor, Tian Gudao was thoughtful.

In fact, I have already arranged Wangcai utensils Liu Haixian in the building.Although Immortal Liu Hai is not among the Gods of Wealth, he takes pleasure in teasing toads and is an immortal who helps people prosper.The fairy with bangs I arranged has a unique shape, carrying a broom, carrying a bunch of money, and playing with toads.Of course, if there are toads to follow, it is a thing of prosperity, which can protect the owner's prosperity and protect the house. I leaned on the railing facing the street on the second floor of the studio, watching the apricot-yellow banner of "Zhu Youke" fluttering in the wind, a sense of accomplishment spontaneously arose.

"My lord, does Master Leng live here?" A girl dressed as a maid downstairs asked with her head up, and behind her stood a woman who looked like a young lady. Although the maid was dressed plainly, she was somewhat handsome.The woman behind her has a cloudy temples, red lips and bright teeth, jade fingers and red makeup, looking very enchanting and moving. When I saw that woman, my mind was a little distracted, and I felt that this woman seemed familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere before, but I couldn't remember it for a while.Could it be in a dream?When I was thinking about it, the maid repeated the previous words again, and I was shocked and realized.

After talking to each other, they realized that they were master and servant, and they came from Phoenix.That woman was the younger sister of Master Tian who was the first dead body we overtook when we left for the exam. She has been looking for us all the way for some time. My heart tightened: Could it be that something happened to Master Tian's body?Could it be that the souls are scattered, or the zombies are causing trouble, making the village restless? I quickly ran downstairs, welcomed them into the house, and called Tian Gudao and Ghost Cub to come downstairs to entertain the guests.

It turned out that the servant girl was Wang Erya, and the woman was Tian Xiaomei. She came to see us because she heard that her sister-in-law, Ms. Li, gave birth to a baby while we were driving the corpse.The family believed that the baby was Tian Shiye's posthumous son, and wanted to claim the posthumous son back. Wang Erya said: "My master has only one son and one daughter under his knees. Now my young master has died, because I heard that the young lady gave birth to a posthumous child on the way back to the soul. The master thinks that the baby is incense from the Tian family. Now the young master has passed away. Since ancient times, the continuation of the incense of the Tian family has depended on the posthumous child. Therefore, the master specially asked me to accompany my young lady to find someone, and asked Master Leng to return the posthumous child to us..."

The posthumous child they are talking about is naturally a ghost cub, and this ghost cub is nothing special, but a soul boy with both yin and yang.If he is kept in Tian's family, not only will he lose his spirituality, but also many accidents will happen, and the situation will not be under the control of Tian's family.And these are mysteries of the underworld, they cannot be told to outsiders, and the Tian family is no exception. I'm really surprised, how did the Tian family know about ghost cubs and monsters? "There is no posthumous child, nothing!" Tian Gudao retorted.

Tian Xiaomei said: "At first, some idlers told us about the posthumous child. We didn't believe it. We thought it was too outrageous and unbelievable, so we didn't take it seriously. Later, my brother and sister-in-law entrusted our family with a dream. , Said that the child is the flesh and blood of the Tian family, and should be taken back to be raised. Our family has had such a dream, and more than once, so repeated, we began to be a little suspicious. Soon, my brother dreamed again, saying that he had possessed Wan Nianlihuamao, sister-in-law has possessed the thousand-year-old golden silk fox, dedicated to avenging the wronged ghosts. My brother said in a dream that the Tongren prostitute was killed by them. Later we heard the news of the death of the prefect of Tongren. Believe it or not."

At this time, Gui Zaiyao came down from the upstairs, saw Tian Xiaomei, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over at once, very affectionate, as if he had flesh and blood. Tian Xiaomei was startled at first, probably because she felt abrupt and frightened by the appearance of the ghost cub, she didn't evade afterwards, and hugged the ghost cub in her arms.At this time, the ghost cub has grown up a lot, and looks like a seven-year-old child, and he can't speak yet. Because we know the mystery of the ghost cubs, we naturally refuse to admit the posthumous child, nor tell them the fact that the ghost cubs are posthumous, let alone hand them over to them to take the ghost cubs back.

"Whose child is this?" Wang Erya asked while looking at the ghost cub. "This is my nephew!" Tian Gudao replied quickly.I'm afraid they will find out the secret of the ghost cub. In fact, the ghost cub was born in less than a month, and has already grown into the appearance of a seven-year-old child, and the Tian family will never notice it. Seeing that we did not intend to return the posthumous child, Tian Xiaomei and the servant girl seemed to be unable to force it because of the lack of hard evidence, and their faces were sullen. "If you don't return my young master, we'll just stay here and won't leave, hum!" Wang Erya said angrily, and then went out with her own lady.

We watched their backs, and found that the two women really ran to the pavilion opposite us to seek accommodation. Tian Gudao ran out to inquire, then came back and told me: "Xiucai, it's not good!" It turned out that the two women had rented the building opposite us for a long-term stay. It seemed that they wanted to spend a long time with us, and they looked like they would never give up until they achieved their goals. Tian Gudao looked at this posture, and said unseriously: "Xiucai, it seems that we are going to have a catastrophe, Amitabha!" At night, Liye, who had been busy all day, seemed to be tired, and his voice faded away.The moonlight is dim, quietly sprinkled on the eaves of the building, and the Youshui meanders and flows quietly behind our house, giving people a rare peace and comfort. "Woo--woo--", suddenly, a sound of xun came from the ear, the sound of the xun was deep and deep, and the song "Autumn Thoughts on the Dressing Table" was like flowing clouds and flowing water, blowing mesmerizingly, the sound of humming, mourning, Euphemistically, sadly, like a lonely lamp that doesn't know what to think, and sighs when it rolls up the curtain and looks at the moon and sky.The longing is so strong that it breaks the heart and makes people cry.With the sound of the humming Xun, there seems to be a scene in front of us: butterflies fly over the swing frame, the courtyard is empty and silent, and the moon is half-curved, just like a dream is in full swing, and the breeze is half drunk without wine.Sauvignon Blanc, cutting constantly, looking forward to the autumn water but not returning, the strings of the zither are broken, the rouge is getting colder and the clothes are getting wider, the flowers are blooming everywhere, for whom alone leaning on the railing... I haven't heard such a sad and beautiful Xun sound for a long time. I went looking for the sound, but saw that the sound came from Tian Xiaomei's window opposite us.He thought to himself, this young girl Tian has been out for some time, she must be missing her sweetheart.A woman's yearning for spring may be the most pitiful thing in the world. "Xiucai, this voice is too sad and mournful, I'm afraid it will attract the ghosts of grievances and ghosts of love!" Tian Gudao frowned and said to me. Tian Gudao's worry is not unreasonable.Among many musical instruments, the sounds of Xun and Erhu are easy to attract ghosts, and Xun is particularly prominent. The Xun is a musical instrument that has been used by the ancients since thousands of years ago.At that time, when the ancients were hunting with pomegranates, they discovered that if they blow air at the small holes on the pomegranates used for tying ropes, they can make whining sounds.This sound is very similar to the cry of wild animals. The ancients made xuns out of human or animal bones and used them to lure and kill wild animals. Xun, since the day it was born, has been full of strong bloody smell, and its voice is sad, poignant, choking, and it is easy to arouse resentment.Those unjust ghosts, especially lonely ghosts who are desperate because of love, are particularly sensitive to this kind of sound. This kind of poignant note can easily arouse their sadness, so they come here in search of the sound, waiting for their former lover at the source of the sound, He refused to leave for a long time. I cast the yin technique and wiped the yang fire from my forehead, and sure enough, I saw a male and female wild ghost, leaning against each other on the side of the street under Tian Xiaomei's window sill. Hanged himself and died for love.The male ghost looked at the court official, with a haggard appearance, grinning his teeth, and let out bursts of resentment, and then he kept caressing the female ghost's long hair... In the distance, another young woman walked in, with a pale face that could not be wiped away. , It seems to go to the Millennium Covenant.Then, there were ghosts continuously gushing out one after another, heading towards Tian Xiaomei's residence, it was like a dream in the world of mortals... Seeing this scene, I originally wanted to take the tiger teeth in my arms and take away these wild ghosts, but seeing the pity and hatred of the ghosts, my heart softened. However, Tian Gudao had already taken out the ghost lock rope and threw it down, locking the male and female ghosts firmly, and the ghosts did not struggle. At this time, I was worried about Tian Xiaomei again. Both their master and servant are women, and they are inherently sinister. If they play such a sad song, it may be dangerous. Ordinary love ghosts will not hurt people, but if When encountering a ghost who hanged himself to death, their lives are in danger.At this time, only by quickly accumulating yang energy can the ghost be hidden. That being the case, I have to find a way to interrupt Tian Xiaomei's Xun sound. So, Tian Gudao volunteered and said that he ran over to tell her not to blow it. Tian Gudao's suggestion is too straightforward, and if it is not done well, it will cause quarrels. I said: "Why don't we have a poem against Tian Xiaomei, if she wins, then we will let her take back the posthumous child; if we lose, don't mention the posthumous child again, and quickly leave... " When Tian Gudao heard it, he clapped his hands and smiled: "Good idea! But you know that people don't understand poetry and books, but you come up with such an idea, scholar, you are so insidious!" Tian Gudao ran over quickly, and Gui Zai Yao followed behind, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. I took out the wolf flute cinnabar pen and played a song "Bijian Liuquan" with distinct strengths and weaknesses, bright rhythm and pleasant tones, in order to dilute Tian Xiaomei's mournful Xun sound.The music, with its crisp sound, shows the scene of gurgling water flowing happily in the deep mountains and valleys, reminiscent of the artistic conception described by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn": "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late. Autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upwards. The bamboo noise returns to the raccoon girl, the lotus moves down the fishing boat, and the spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can keep it for themselves." The poetic and picturesque pastoral scenery makes people linger... Sure enough, upon hearing the sound of my flute, the Xun Yin on the opposite side stopped. After a while, Tian Gudao turned back with the ghost cubs and monsters, and tied a bunch of ghosts up.He asked me to take the town ruler to collect all the ghosts.But I am grateful that most of these male and female ghosts died because of their love, and I can't bear it. Tian Gudao said: "Xiucai, you are such a nerd. These lonely ghosts are not sympathetic, and they will go out and harm people!" Seeing my silence, Tian Gudao took the town ruler from my package and collected all the ghosts. After the ghost town was over, Tian Gudao looked full of joy, and said: "Little sister Tian agreed to our invitation, that bitch is really hitting the rocks." Then he reported the situation over there: "When I ran over, I saw Tian Xiaomei's face was full of tears, so I teased her to say Miss Miss Spring? Her maid, Wang Erya, yelled at me, saying that her lady is still a big girl with yellow flowers, The song just now was played by the miss because she misses her brother..." Hearing what Tian Gudao said, I felt a little sorry for Tian Xiaomei. Tian Gudao and I brewed a pot of good Lizhou beef tea, then came to the corridor on the second floor, looking around, the guest room rented by Tian Xiaomei was directly opposite.At this time, their master and servant were also leaning on the corridor on the second floor, and they were ready. We said the rules again, and Tian Xiaomei readily agreed. In the first round, Tian Gudao and Wang Erya faced folk songs. In the Western Regions of Hunan Province, there are mostly Tujia and Miao ethnic groups. People here are good at singing and dancing.Even a marriage proposal has to be done through folk songs.On red weddings, the male guests and the female guests occupy one side, and each invites a singer to fight like a ring. All are impromptu singing, the voice is melodious, and the sentences are moving. The time for the song competition lasted from the dark of the previous day to the dawn of the next day. It doesn't matter if your voice is hoarse, but what matters is that you can't sing with poor lyrics.The singer who won looked up and looked around like a proud king, while the singer who lost was dejected, like a castrated rooster, with embarrassment on his face, he sneaked into the crowd despondently, and disappeared in an instant. Even when a dead person celebrates a white wedding, they have to set up a stage to commemorate their dead relatives.Tian Gudao's uncle is a well-known singer in the local area. When he was young, he sang folk songs well and was quite famous in Chenzhou and Yongshun.It is said that his wife was able to sing folk songs well. Later, when she got old and her voice was broken, she was invited to compose lyrics on the scene of fighting songs.When Tian Gudao was a child, he often followed his uncle with bare buttocks, eagerly waiting for sweets and food from others, and then flaunted them around. This kind of experience somewhat influenced him. Folk songs are naturally Tian Gudao's forte, so he didn't have time to think about it, and he shouted at the top of his voice: The moon comes out bright, Light up half of my sister's room. There is everything in half the room, Only one chatter is missing. My sister is opposite and my brother is in the room. Maimai is separated by a block. Cowherd and Weaver Girl have a magpie bridge, How does the elder brother get to the sister? Tian Gudao really has the bearing of his uncle, I couldn't help saying hello for him.As soon as the singing fell to the tune, only Wang Erya's singing from the opposite side could be heard drifting over: The moon comes out bright, According to the loquat yellow behind the house. Loquat is so delicious that you have to spit out its seeds. If you don't want to lose your seeds, you just dislike him. My sister is in the boudoir, my brother is in the corridor, It's just a block away. Pull a jade belt to transform the Milky Way, Brother Mo lightly thought of his sister. "Kuang, kuang, kuang..." Suddenly, the sound of a gong sounded behind us, which startled us.Looking back, it turned out that it was the ghost cub who took our small Yingong to drive away the corpse and beat it. Tian Gudao blamed him for coming out to make trouble, but the ghost boy didn't care, and let out a "hee hee" smirk. I stopped Tian Gudao: "Let the ghost cub beat the gong to add to the fun, every round." The ghost cub was very excited to beat the gong in his hand, and the sound of the gong swayed out... One song is right, another song starts again. If you don't answer, I will answer. Ask your little sister if it's okay. The cowhide drum can withstand beating, The bacon in the fire pit is smoked. I saw my sister wearing a veil from afar, Where are you going? The journey is long and I will see you off, Gossip along the way. Wang Erya didn't show any weakness, she answered casually, and she seemed to be an expert in antiphonal singing: The alpine flute is crisp and loud, I have something to say without answering. Cowhide drums are afraid of plague cattle, Bacon raw maggots girl upset. Only Lang loves deeply in the world, My sister is willing to pair with Lang. I thought I'd meet Friendship Lang, Unexpectedly, I met a frivolous man. Tian Gudao was not discouraged when he met his opponent, and continued to sing: My sister is busy at home, Wash the pot and cook rice and wait for parents. Hearing Konoha running, Arrive at Houshan to meet your lover. If you ask how long your lover is, Wagging its tail and begging for four legs. It was a small dog with big yellow flowers, Advise my sister not to go to the wrong bed. While applauding, I felt that this ancient road was too wicked, so I promised a yellow dog to be my lover.Wang Erya was a little angry, and sang the upside-down song—— Sing to sing upside-down songs, The wind blows the rock head and rolls up the slope. Sister combs her hair and hands in the room, Suddenly I heard someone outside the door biting a dog. Pick up a dog's head and hit a brick, I was afraid that Brick would bite my hand. ... The two fought and sang to no avail. "Okay, okay, okay!" At this moment, cheers suddenly sounded downstairs, followed by endless applause. When we looked down, it turned out that the street downstairs was full of onlookers, probably attracted by the singing.In this lively place, people have become numb to the excitement of the past. Seeing this kind of ingenious antiphonal competition today, they have a refreshing feeling, so they gather around one after another, and people flock here from time to time.The prostitutes in the brothel in Rijege also heard the news, and it didn't take long for the small building to leak. Tian Gudao was very excited when he saw this posture, and whispered in my ear: "Scholar, God help us, this is our opportunity to spread the word, grandma is a kimchi, if you don't make money, even God will not tolerate it!" Tian Gudao raised his voice with great follicular energy, his veins bulged, and he did not spare his singing. Wang Erya also yelled coquettishly, looking like a woman. The two climaxed one after another, and the applause continued downstairs. Tian Gudao and Wang Erya sang and sang together, each with its own merits, if they kept singing like this, it might be hard to tell the winner. So, I interrupted their singing and decided to go to the second round, where I and Tian Xiaomei would pair the couplets. "Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" At this time, the Youshui River is flowing quietly, the small building is independent, the shadow of the moon is dim, and the scene is full of emotion. I want to pick a couplet from the ancients at random, and Tian Xiaomei can be dumbfounded: Wangjiang Tower, Wangjiang Flow, Wangjiang Tower Wangjiang Flow, Jianglou Eternal, River Flow Eternal. Unexpectedly, Miss Tian didn't even think about it, she just opened her mouth and said: Yinyuejing, Yinyueying, Yinyueying in Yinyuejing, Moonwell for ten thousand years, Moonying for ten thousand years. At this moment, there was an uproar downstairs.I don't know whether to blame me for not bullying weak women with ready-made couplets, or to applaud Tian Xiaomei's quick response. I couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that I had underestimated the two master and servant, it seemed that they were both masters with some ink.Tian Xiaomei seems to know the ancient couplets by heart. If I go on like this, I will be sending meat to the chopping block. It seems that quoting the ancients will not work, and I have to write difficult couplets by myself.After meditating for a while, I wrote a couplet—— Youshui brewing wine, the more you drink, the more you drink. After I chanted the couplet, I immediately won bursts of applause from the audience, and a young man who looked like a scholar clapped his hands in applause. This couplet was written impromptu by myself, and combined with the Youshui where I was behind. "Youshui brewing wine" is a spelling pair. Combining the word You and Shui together becomes the word "wine". "Beitong Dongxi" is a pun, which not only refers to the omniscient person who cooks wine, but also refers to the thoroughfare of the Youshui River extending in all directions. This kind of couplet, the idle people can't match it without seven or ten days. After the couplet was finished, I chuckled, waiting for the other party to make a fool of myself. Tian Xiaomei listened to my Shanghai couplet and was silent for a long time without making a sound. "Hurry up, hurry up and meet the second couplet!" After waiting for a while, Tian Gudao started booing next to him. On the opposite side, Wang Erya was very angry when she saw Tian Gudao's virtue. Not long after, Tian Xiaomei gave a coquettish voice and recited the next couplet: The black soil grinds the ink, the more it is ground, the blacker it becomes, and the blacker it gets, the more it is ground. Counting pens and inks will lead to dragons and snakes, and books ancient books, modern books, latitude and longitude. Before Tian Xiaomei finished speaking, there was another burst of applause and cheers from the audience.The ghost cub hurriedly knocked on the gong. I also said hello.Tian Gudao looked at me in confusion, probably because he didn't understand why I cheered for my opponent.How did he know that people who love writing and ink often respect each other very much.In such a short period of time, Tian Xiaomei actually came out with such a couplet, without any femininity, which really surprised me. Since Tian Xiaomei is so quick-witted, I decided to scold her and see how she reacts.So I wrote another couplet: The master lives in the east room, the servant lives in the west room, and the east and west rooms are not things. Tian Xiaomei pondered for a while, then blurted out an answer—— A scholar sits on the left, a slave sits on the right, and it is difficult to distinguish the left from the left. Seeing that he was scolded as a slave, Tian Gudao was furious.I wasn't angry, I started to appreciate this woman, and answered with a homophonic couplet with a smile: Sweet lips and rough words Tian Xiaomei is not sweet! Miss Tian immediately replied: It's too poisonous for a Confucian scholar to speak ill of a cold scholar! This way you come and go, a few rounds, time flies by. I sneered: The dressing table thinks of spring, ashamed to be a lady of everyone, how decent it is! Tian Xiaomei replied: To speak inappropriately, to read the Four Books and Five Classics in vain, is a disgrace to gentlemen! ... Repeatedly like this, the applause also repeated like a wave.The onlookers seem to be more enthusiastic than us, and they keep tinkering. I don't know if it's because I can't bear the limelight between me and Tian Xiaomei, Tian Gudao grabbed the conversation and said loudly: A hammer to the east and a stick to the west, I don't know what to say, the servant on the other side is so bold! The Wang Erya on the opposite side did not show any weakness, and answered in response: Before drawing a gourd and then talking about a ladle, the insanity is insane, don't bark like a beast next door! Provoking ridicule from the audience, Tian Gudao was a little lonely, and wanted to continue, but I stopped him, because his sudden jumping out was already rude. After the commotion subsided, Tian Xiaomei chanted a couplet, which immediately won applause: Fields and rice fields form their own li, and the head of the li judges things, regardless of right and wrong, right or wrong?Rye? This woman is really talented, such a good couple is probably rare in ten years.She used the method of splitting and ligating characters to form the word "Li" from the field, and the key point is to seamlessly inlay the place name Liye into it, using right and wrong to reason, using length to describe Li, and Li and Li are homophonic couplets. Such couplets should be the best among couplets! I am afraid that it will be difficult to match for a while, and my heart is a little hairy.If they don't match up, not only will there be a big shame, but the ghost cub will be returned to her. I regret that I bet too much today. When I was thinking hard and crying secretly, I suddenly saw a monk with a dazzling bald head in the crowd of onlookers. I was so excited that I suddenly came to inspiration and recited the next couplet: Human beings are Buddhas, and Buddhists paint paintings, especially good at Zen and inscriptions, Buddha seals!Imprint! Immediately there was thunderous applause and cheers downstairs. Tian Xiaomei joined the alliance with the place name Liye, and I responded with the personal name Foyin.Renfu is "Buddha", which also implies the technique of splitting and combining characters, and there are also homophonic relatives. I looked up at the moon, the moonlight had begun to hide in the clouds, the two sides had been facing each other for almost two hours, and the night was getting darker.We discussed with Tian Xiaomei that today's group arena match is over, and we will have another match at another day. She also felt that the time was too long, so she naturally agreed. After listening to our conversation, the ghost cub also raised the hammer and hit the gong several times in a row, "Kang, bang, bang, bang, bang..." The gong rang and the soldiers retreated. It was about to end, but the onlookers expressed strong opposition. It seemed that it was rare to watch such excitement, and it was not enjoyable yet, and everyone seemed to be unsatisfied. After we entered the room, a group of onlookers still stayed where they were talking, and refused to leave for a long time...