The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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The crowds of Chengdong’s foreigners’ homes gathered, and the couples outside the Jinyi Huafu were stuffing the bags in their hands into the hands of the old monks who were kind to the eyebrows: “The masters are willing to exorcise the evil spirits in our house, and they are grateful to them. Although they are outside the body, the masters help It’s good for Bodhisattva to make a golden body."

The monk had to send all the white, and the eyebrows were a sacred bone, and the hands were combined: "Amitabha."

Surrounded by a circle to watch the lively people, they all point to the monk's singularity. This is the famous Huijue master who has recently become famous in Beijing. It is said that he can know the past and pass the future. He only settled in Beijing in the past few days, often helping the rich. People do things that pray for evil and exorcism, and they are extremely effective.

After taking over the baggage, Master Huijue said goodbye to everyone, walked alone, turned to the bustling streets, and entered a dark narrow alley with a second-in-one house. He went to the door and groaned. A child came to open the door and greeted him.

After Huijue entered the yard, Xiaotong said: "Master, there are guests visiting."

"Guest?" He was shocked. He had no acquaintance in this middle school. Although he was puzzled, he still walked calmly.

There is a girl in the hall standing in the hall, but she is only 11 or 2 years old, and she is dressed up. When Tsui Yi saw him, he smiled. He felt a glimpse of it, only heard a soft voice coming from behind him: "Master."

Huijue looked down at the sound, and the outline of a girl appeared in the darkness. Cui Yizhu walked to one side, and as the light came, the shadows in the darkness also revealed the original appearance.

It is a young girl who is still young and tender, and should be at the same age as Tsui Yi. A red and white embroidered white character constantly headline collar collar slanting loose flower skirt, even in the dark, still can not cover the good face, she smiled and looked at Huijue, as if watching a acquaintance for many years, a pair of slightly uplifting The light in the eyes is clear, but the inexplicable people can't see clearly.

"Girl is...?" Hui Jue said, the girl in front of her is strange, and there is no memory about her.

"While the master does not know me, I have heard about the master's name. I am coming today, I want to ask the master, how is my birthday?" she asked.

"Was the girl is still young, how can she come alone and ask?" Huiju asked.

"The fate is bumpy, the road ahead is unknown." Jiang Wei only said eight words.

A glimpse of Huijue, a little thought, said: "So, please write down the girl's birthday."

Jiang Wei wrote the pen.

When she was writing, Huijue was quietly observing her. Seeing this girl's style is extraordinary, must be the lady of the nobles, acting unpredictable, but there is a bit of arrogance between the eyebrows, the current turn of the year, and then look at the look around her, in a short while, the heart has already make up your mind.

Jiang Wei will write a note of the birth of the eight characters to the front of Huijue: "Master please see."

Huijue spread the paper and reached out to remove the beads between the necks. He said nothing, and after half a column of incense, the brows gradually wrinkled.

When the dewdrops were seen, they looked at Jiang's face and smiled and asked: "What about the master?"

Huijue looked at Jiang Wei, and then stopped for a while, then shook his head and sighed heavily.

"Master but said no problem." Unlike his sorrowful look, Jiang Wei is extremely relaxed, and his face is as if he is counting on others.

Hui Jue said: "The girl is so ominous, I am afraid, it is the name of the lonely star."

"Scorpio Lone Star?" Jiang Yan chewed four words, Hui Yan lower eyebrows and eyes, really like a sorrowful Bodhisattva. Just listen to Jiang Weidao: "Master Gao Ming, I am indeed the life of a lonely star. My mother is so ruined by me, and my brother is because of my whereabouts, and now I am strange in the house."

Her voice is astonished, as if she is really sad, Huijuan said: "Although this, the girl does not have to worry, the old man has a way to rewrite the girl's life. The girl has the heart, the next day, the old man went to the girl's house, and the government The relatives discussed it."

“Why did the master help me?” asked Jiang.

Huijue bowed his head and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, the compassion of his family."

"The master is really good. This is not the case with a master like a master. I have heard of a story. It is a monk in Ganzhou. In the weektime, the flag of Gaochun is used to swindle and swindle and collect a lot of money."

When he heard the words "Zhangzhou", Huijue’s hands trembled slightly. I only heard Jiang Wei’s gentle voice coming from the opposite side: “This monk is an orphan. When he was a child, he was adopted by a recreational. This recreation is the originator of teaching him to deceive. You used him as a tool to make money. When he learned that some of the tricks of the recreation gradually grew up, he personally strangled the recreation, and deceived everyone to say that Master was gone, inherited the leisurely robes, and continued to be a master of swindling and cheating." Aton, said: "Speaking, the monk of Chenzhou is exactly the same as the master's law. I wonder if you have heard this story, Huijue?"

Huijue, like a woodcarving, usually sits in the same place, and has a thin layer of cold sweat from behind the ridge. These secrets have never been said to others. Moreover, it was a matter of decades ago. This little girl was afraid at the time. Not yet born, why do these things know clearly? He looked up, the girl's lips on the opposite side was a playful smile, where there was a trace of sadness?

Huijue heard his dry voice: "Daddy...had never heard of it."

"There are many things in the world. Masters don't necessarily have heard all kinds of things, but I have some interesting things here. I can tell the masters, such as the child, which reminds me of the story of the monk in a family. When she was defrauding, she had the first place with the lady of the family. The young lady was pregnant, but she refused to tell who the father of the child was until she died. Until her family wanted to discard the debilitated baby, this The deceitful and compassionate monk proposed to accept the disciples. The younger family is naturally happy to see what they are, but they do not know that the baby is the son of a monk."

Hearing here, there is still a little bit of calmness and supernaturalness on the face of Huijue. It is already cold and sweaty and looks nervous.

"After the baby was handed over to the monk, but because of the insufficiency of the phase, he needed to use his precious medicine to hang his life. He was helpless and had to double the money. But Zhangzhou was only square inch, so he came to the most prosperous capital. Many, he has a reputation, earned a lot of money, can criticize his son." Jiang Wei smiled slightly: "Master, what do you think of this story?"

"Who are you?" Silence for a long while, Huiju asked. For the girl in front of him, he really couldn’t see through it, thinking that she should have been ordered by an expert to meet her. Otherwise, a stranger who has never seen a face, but buried him in the bottom of his heart can never see the secret of the human being, so it is daunting to say it!

For the first time in his life, Huijue, who played other people in the applause, had a feeling of being unable to control.

Jiang Wei looked at him quietly: "I am just a lonely star. Huijue, you have two choices now. First, kill me. Your secret will never be known. Second, listen to me, I will keep this secret for you."

Her expression was calm, and there was no uneasiness about the uncertainty of the future situation, as if she had already determined what the answer to Huijue was. Huijue looked at her and suddenly raised a pleasant heart. He asked: "How do you know these things?"

"Huijue, can you save your son?" Jiang Wei did not answer his words.

son? Huijue’s body was stiff, and the little thought that he had just born was gone. He remembered the son lying on the hospital bed. The doctor said that his son was born with a deficiency. If he could not be nursed with a famous medicine, his body was weak. He has been a fake monk for so many years, and he did not expect to get a son in his later years. He wants to save his son.

"You... is there any way?" Huiju asked.

"If you do what I said, I promise you that your life will be good, your son will get the best doctor, and you will not worry about the money that can't afford expensive medicine, not to the east. Running west, I lived in fear and fear all day." Her charming double eyes are amazing, with a little bit of confusion in her tone: "You will enjoy the respect of thousands of people, countless wealth and long-term stability, you will Become the most effective sorghum, you will become a national teacher."

Huijue was almost fascinated by the scene she described, but his life of deceiving for so many years is not white. It is especially sensitive in this respect. He soon returned to God and said: "Girl, you are taking the old man. Jokes, I don’t know what the girl is looking for in the end, but the old man is just an ordinary person. When you are not in the name of sorghum, many things may be powerless."

Jiang Wei looked at him calmly and smiled: "Knowing the past, passing the future? Only so many things are in the past. It seems that I still need to prove one thing to you."

Huijue does not speak.

"Tonight, there will be haunted things happening in the prefecture of the city. In the morning, you will be asked to go to practice tomorrow." Jiang Weidao.

Huijue only thinks incredible: "Girl?"

"If you believe in my words, don't believe it, if you want to save your son, just do what I said." Jiang said: "After ten days, it is the old lady's birthday banquet in Jiang Shangshu, I want you to be there that day. Going to pray for the old lady's practice, I accidentally found that there is a demon in the house. It turns out that Miss Jiang Fu is a lonely star." She smiled lightly: "The master's technique is so brilliant, I don't need to teach it."

"How do you be so sure that I will come that day?" Huijue could not help but ask.

Jiang Yan stood up and said: "I haven't told you already, know the past, the future?" Back to the light, she looks gentle, looks like a painting, a bright red, but teaches people cold. As if the beauty of the skin is a devil's heart, it is like a demon woman in hell.

Jiang Yan took the donkey to the door and suddenly remembered what he looked like: "Forgot to say, my name is Jiang Wei, the Jiang family in Beijing, and the eldest daughter."

Waiting to get out of the dark alley, the dewdrops glared at Jiang's face and cautiously said: "The girl is sure that the monk will come over the consequences of the tenth day?"

"Nature will come over." Huijue sees his baby son as a life. Every time he opens the spring, his son's condition will be aggravated by the weather. The previous life is to use the soft underbelly of Huijue. After a few years, he thought that Hui He felt that his son had bought Huijue at the expense of his illness, and Huijue was also a personal talent. He was a national teacher under the arrangement of Xuanyuan, providing many conveniences for Xuanyuan.

In this world, she did the same, and she used Huijue as her own before she announced her hand. Nowadays, during the Spring Festival, Huijue looked at her son's condition and thought of her words. It was hard to be tempted.

There are many weaknesses in the world, and people can grasp it with a soft rib. Now I want to come, but thanks to the previous World Declaration, in order to make her a competent chess piece in the palace, tell these secrets without reservation, otherwise there is no such news, how many people should want to conquer Huijue? difficult.

Dewzhu said: "Thanks to Wu Yanniang who mentioned this to the girl, the mother and daughter of Yu Huayuan could think of such a sinister method. It is too poisonous!"

On the night of the return to the government, Hung Hom rushed to the hustle and bustle, saying that it was Jiang Quan who asked the Taoist priests to go to the house for a long time since the old lady’s birthday party. Although she did not say it clearly, the Taoist who mentioned the way of doing it was the Yunyou Taoist who passed through Jiang’s house for Chiang Kai-shek five years ago.

At the end, Hung Hom said: "The old lady's birthday banquet is a big event. In short, I can't be sloppy. Please ask Missy."

Jiang Xiao smiled and thanked him. By the way, she returned a human condition. Inadvertently mentioned that Xia Fu and Jiang Fu had a misunderstanding. Jiang Quan was not completely guilty of Xiayan, but also relieved.

Hung Hom is a wise man, Jiang Yisi and this, a slight smile, Xiayan can actually think of the trick to re-apply this trick, five years ago, it should be said that the last life is because she is stupid, it is like a clay man Playing with it, now that Summer Research wants to repeat what happened in the past, I am afraid it is not that simple.

Dewdrops glared at the front: "The carriage on Miss Lin’s house is coming."

When Jiang Yi looked back, she saw a carriage in the rouge shop in front of the lane. Lin Zixiang jumped from the carriage and saw Jiang Yan’s face: "How do you temper like this, teach me a while and wait."

Jiang Yan smiled and said: "When you come over, you have lost some time on the road. Let's take a look at it."

Mrs. Jiang’s wife’s birthday was imminent. Jiang Yan did not have the heart to give her a gift, and she greeted Xia Yan, saying that Miss Lin Jia Lin went with the sisters. Lin Zixiang’s invitation to Xiayan naturally refused to be rejected by Jiang Yan. He thought that Jiang Susu’s face could not go out on the face, and his heart was resentful but he could not help.

When Fang stepped into the door of the rouge shop, he saw a crisp sound: "Hey, self-fragrance, sister-in-law, can wait for you for a long time." Dong Yinger greeted them with enthusiasm, but Zhao Wei on the other side was somewhat helpless: I am so quick to spit out the powder, let's go out."

Dong Yinger climbed Zhao’s hand: “I’m not here, I’m talking about you, you’re going to be smashing now, how come you don’t know how to pack yourself, and you’re still a fake kid, beware of the future’s husband.”

Zhao Wei was born into a family of military officials. Naturally, he couldn’t pick up these squeaky powdered ladies, and Dong Ying’er was entangled. Jiang Yan smiled and said: "The fat powder shop has been visited a lot. I know that the city has opened a new jewelry building. There are many rare treasures in the city. In addition to gold and silver jewelry, there are many precious sword weapons, dazzling, why not go to Zhao. Got a question?"

Zhao Yi listened and said: "If you are really, you can't help me."

Jiang Yan smiled and said: "How dare I bully my sister."

Dong Yinger always loves to see the novelty. Hearing this, he said: "So, my sister, we will go to the jewelry building, I am missing a pair of exquisite bracelets."

Lin Zixiang also felt good. Several people got on the carriage and went all the way to the city.

When the carriage stopped, Dong Yinger jumped out of the car first, and Jiang Wei followed them out. I saw a tower-shaped tower and wrote the three characters of "Yi Bao Ge".

A few people walked into the building, and a pretty nephew led them into the room and explained: "The first floor is jewellery, and the second floor is a precious weapon. I don't know what the ladies want to see. ”

"jewelry!"

"weapon!"

Dong Yinger and Zhao Wei called out at the same time, Dong Yinger glared at Zhao Wei: "Are you doing it right with me?"

"You know that I never look at those people on weekdays. It is better to leave separately. After reading it, come down." Zhao Wei proposed.

Lin Zixiang said: "Just do it, I also stay here to see jewelry, and I don't know about weapons anyway. Hey sister, what about you?"

"My sister is going to stay with us to see the jewelry." Dong Yinger interjected, but he saw Jiang Xiao smiled and shook his head: "I want to see the weapon."

"Seeing weapons?" Not only Dong Yinger and Lin Zixiang, Zhao Wei also stunned, glaring at her, she couldn't be channeled: "You don't practice martial arts, what weapons?"

Jiang Wei apologized: "My brother didn't have an audio message after he came to the army. I don't know when I can come back. But I think if he can come back, he will be a proud and irony man. If there is a good weapon, it must be very appropriate. "And then said: "But just look at it."

The rest of the people listened to her words and they were a little moved. Zhao said: "I have also been a bit of a weapon, and I will go up and make an idea for you."

Jiang Wei smiled and asked, and the two went to the second floor. As the outside rumors said, they were all superior weapons, or they gave off a secluded gleam, or for many years in history. When they came in, they felt radiant. He has already screamed: "There are so many, there are still auras!"

Jiang glared at her. Zhao Wei touched a sword hanging on the wall. When the hand was put on, he felt a shock and took a few steps back. He was excited: "Sure enough, baby!"

Jiang Wei did not have such excitement as Zhao Wei. He looked around and thought that one of the hard clouds and hard shields should be extremely suitable for Jiang Xinzhi. In the battlefield, Jiang Xinzhi was safer if he had such a armor. However, she looked at the silver underneath, and suddenly felt a headache, and did not say that all her money is now used to buy Jingzhong Chenliang, even if there is, it is not enough.

She continued to move forward, her eyes were attracted by the same thing in the basket, and she reached out and picked it up. It was a delicate and compact bracelet. The blue light that was emitted was beautiful. Jiang Yan put her on her hand and the bracelet was lined up. The white hand is more and more slender. Zhao Wei came over and said strangely: "How can there be jewelry on this floor?"

The jewellery building next to them explained: "This is the bloodmoon bracelet, which is used for..." When I didn't finish it, I saw Jiang Wei skillfully holding down the pattern protruding from the middle of the bracelet to her.

"Miss?" It was a bit stunned and his face was a bit stiff.

"I won't press it." Jiang Yan faded the bracelet from his hand: "How many needles are there?"

"Nine." 丫鬟 stiff explanation: "But there are poisons."

Zhao Wei saw Jiang Yan’s movements, but he was a bit worried. Seeing that he understood it: “There are still such institutions!” Then he looked at Jiang Wei: “Hey sister, you have never touched these things on weekdays. I don't know how to use it. How do you know it?” Jiang Cai’s proficient appearance is not the first time he saw it.

Jiang Wei smiled slightly: "The mother has said this kind of bracelet in the original book."

Zhao Wei nodded. "It turned out to be the case, but this thing can only be regarded as a hidden weapon. I still prefer the sword."

Jiang Yan stretched out his fingers and stroked the smooth surface of the bracelet, and the light was deep and deep. In the last world, Jiang Quan once found a similar bracelet for Jiang Susu. At that time, Jiang Susu wore it day and night. Jiang’s envy was tight, but after all, he did not have the courage to say to Jiang Quan that he wanted one. I can only pretend that the silver bracelet on my wrist has such a function. I occasionally touch it and lie to myself.

Thinking about it now, it seems like a dream that is not really true. The **** bracelet in his hand looks better than Jiang Susu, and he can hold more needles. He also explained that the needle inside the needle will be pulled back through the tiny silk thread, and it is poisonous and placed in her. It is extremely appropriate to be around. However, Jiang Yan shook his head and put the bracelet back.

"Does the girl feel bad?" The 丫鬟 丫鬟 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮 阮

"I don't have that much money." Jiang Wei smiled. I can only bear the pain and cut my love.

"Me too." Zhao Yu reluctantly looked at the sword hanging on the wall: "I hope to say that I can move."

The two looked at each other and smiled. After reading the things in the building, they went downstairs to find Lin Zixiang.

After they left, the celadon lion head, which had been explained to them by the side of the room, went to the wall behind the room and pressed it. A small door opened and there was an elegant room next to it. Separated so close, the dialogue in the hall is not difficult to hear clearly.

"The master," said the tribute: "Miss Jiang Jia is in the bloodmoon bracelet." Then put the tray up.

The man sitting in the elegant room "gone" and did not say back: "Put it up."

"Yes." He quietly retreated.

The man walked to the window, and the drizzle of the rain made everything in the middle of Beijing become paralyzed, but it could not obscure the sight of the people. A moment later, downstairs, Jiang Wei and several people got on the carriage, and the carriage rolled the rut and slowly drove away.

On this day, Dong Yinger went out to choose the birthday ceremony. At the end of the day, Jiang Wei did not buy anything. Dong Yinger curiously asked: "Would you go back empty-handed?"

"I don't have silver." Jiang Yan smiled softly.

I don’t want Miss Houmen’s days to be so sad. Dong Ying’s three people are somewhat sympathetic to her. I want to help her with some money, and I’m afraid that Jiang’s self-esteem will be damaged. I have to appease a few words. However, looking at Jiang Wei's appearance, she recalled the life of her father who died from her mother's death, and her pity for her was deeper.

Jiang Wei did not care about the other three to see her gaze, calmly go back to the house with dew. On the way back to the government, Luzhu asked: "Girl, really do not buy anything?"

"Where is there silver?" Jiang Wei still said: "Now there is no penny, and buying cheap items will make people laugh."

"The girl shouldn't buy so much grain, at least half of it." Dew licked her mouth and opened the carriage's curtain and looked out. "It's strange to say that the rain has not stopped. It is actually I have thought for a dozen or so days." She thought for a moment and said: "The slave said, if the rain has been kept going, the girl who bought the grain will be able to make a fortune. But this is the case." There will be many more people in Beijing." Dew frowned: "It's really embarrassing."

Jiang Xin’s heart is not laughing. Those Chen grain did not intend to sell at all. Dew’s desire to make money is afraid of losing. However, Jiang Wei does not intend to tell Luzhu this time. She said: "I don't have a gift for the old lady's birthday feast. Huijue is the best gift."

The dewdrop eyes turned and smiled. "The girl is right. This gift is bigger than anything. The slave can't wait to wait for that day."

When the two returned to the government, the next person in the house saw Jiang Yan returning empty and empty. If there was a lot of talks, he went to Yu Huayuan and told the incident. Jiang Susu said that he was talking to Xiayan. He heard this saying: "It’s just a poor man. It must have been bought without money."

Xiayan points her forehead: "No matter what, you have to finish a hundred words, this time you have the love of your grandmother, your father will be more comfortable."

"I know." Jiang Susu was a little impatient: "Just don't know what Jiang Wei sent, if there is nothing to prepare, there will be a good show."

Xia Yan smiled and said: "No matter what kind of gift she has prepared, she will not be able to ask for the old lady's favor."

“Why?” asked Chiang Susu.

“Who would like a star in the sky?” Xia Yan’s flashed a hint of haze. Moreover, Mrs. Jiang always believes in ghosts and gods, and every year she has to make a lot of incense money. Such people are extremely jealous of the things of ghosts and gods. Especially when Jiang came into trouble, even if Jiang Quan was not the wife of Mrs. Jiang’s wife, but for the mother and son for so many years, there was one or two points of true heart. As the old lady of Chiang Mai, it is even more impossible to watch the danger of the disaster in Chiang Kai-shek. Sit back and ignore. This time, Jiang Wei must have been escaping.

Jiang Susu glared at the expression of Xiayan, and guessed a few points in his heart. He asked: "Is there a way?"

Xia Yan's kindness put her in her arms and touched her head: "You just know that everything that Niang has done is for you and Super, don't let the mother disappoint."

Jiang Susu cuddling in the summer research, the beautiful eyes are very big, and the hatred is chilling. She said: "I know, mother, grandmother's birthday, I really can't wait to wait for it to come."

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