The Yasha ghost took Fox Xin Xiaoqi in his hand, carried it on his waist, jumped up, and walked on the night wind.
The Yasha ghost is extremely fast and shuttles through the small holy land.
He walked on the wind almost all the way, only occasionally stepping on the roof and leaves without making any sound.
Only Hu Xin Xiaoqi, who was carried around his waist, could feel the whistling of the wind in his ears.
In the middle of the night, the countryside was quiet.
Occasionally, one or two guard dogs saw the yaksha ghost leaping in the air, but they did not dare to bark.
He only waited for the Yasha ghost to leave before he screamed twice in a stern voice.
Passing through Xiaosheng Township and heading eastward is Zhaojiazhuang.
Sixty-six people in Zhaojiazhuang all have the surname Zhao, and the Xiaoqi family is one of the richest families, mainly engaged in wood carving, bamboo carving, and the like.
Yaksha Ghost placed Fox Xin Xiaoqi at the door of the old house: "I'm going back first, you be careful."
Hu Xin Xiaoqi cupped his hands and thanked him: "I'll treat you to a drink another day."
The Yasha ghost waved his hand and disappeared into the night.
Hu Xin Xiaoqi looked left and right at the door of the old house and smiled with an unknown meaning.
Fox Heart Xiaoqi started knocking on the door.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The knock on the door was extremely clear in the night, echoing in the old house.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
Hu Xin Xiaoqi had clearly stopped, but the knocks on the door kept ringing in the old house.
It seems to be at the front door, it seems to be at the side door, it seems to be in the living room, and it seems to be at the door of the room.
Xiao Qi's uncle lived in the old house, and there was a servant who served him.
The elderly uncle was alarmed by the knocking on the door and called out: "Amin, is someone knocking on the door?"
A Ming was sleeping in the outer room of his uncle's room. He was already shivering. When he heard this, he answered with a trembling voice: "It seems so."
My uncle's heart skipped a beat and he was silent for a while.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The knocking on the door did not stop, and it sounded like it was outside the door.
"Uncle?" A Ming asked in a low voice, "Want to have a look?"
The uncle was silent for a moment and said, "Let's take a look."
A Ming opened the door carefully and looked outside with one eye, but saw nothing.
He was relieved that no one was in the yard.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The knock on the door rang again, and A Ming shivered, feeling that his lower abdomen was swollen so much that he had the urge to urinate.
"Uncle, someone is knocking on the door."
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The knock on the door was a little urgent, as if there was something important.
My uncle put on his clothes and got up, lit the oil lamp, and said, "Go and have a look."
A Ming helped his uncle to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
The knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
A Ming swallowed, opened the door bolt, and took a look outside.
In the dark night, only the wind was blowing the leaves and no one could be seen.
"No one." A Ming suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and his voice was trembling. He looked at his uncle.
My uncle was still calm and cursed: "No one is closing the door yet."
A Ming closed the door and bolted it, and no more knocking was heard.
A Ming heard his uncle sigh in relief, and he helped his uncle walk towards the room.
"Ta-ta-ta-"
It was the sound of shoes hitting the ground.
A Ming and his uncle stopped at the same time, and the sound of shoes hitting the ground also stopped.
My uncle felt a little tired and a little suspicious.
The two people hurriedly walked back to the room, and their footsteps began to sound in a hurry.
"Ta-ta-ta-"
A Ming bolted the door and finally felt a little more at ease.
He turned back to look at his uncle, his whole body seemed to be under a spell of immobilization.
The oil lamp was dim, and my uncle could not see that A Ming was shivering all over, his eyes had lost their luster, and his upper and lower teeth bumped together, biting his tongue.
But A Ming could see clearly that there was a person standing behind his uncle.
The man looked at A Ming in his uncle's shadow and smiled at A Ming.
"If you dare to speak, I will kill you." Amin even understood what that smile meant.
"Go to sleep, it's almost dawn." The uncle held the oil lamp and walked towards the inner room. The figure followed behind the uncle, but he didn't notice anything.
A Ming got into bed and retracted his head into the quilt, his whole body shivering.
My uncle walked into the inner room, put the oil lamp on the table, took off his clothes and went to bed.
"call--"
The oil lamp was blown out.
The uncle's hand holding the quilt stopped, his palms and back were sweating.
There was a little moonlight coming in through the window, so the room wasn't completely dark.
There seemed to be a hazy shadow standing beside the bed, looking at my uncle.
"Why is it windy?" My uncle said to himself and got into bed to sleep.
He closed his eyes tightly and pretended that he would fall asleep soon.
But he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, making him unable to breathe.
The uncle collapsed. He opened his eyes and asked tremblingly, "Is the second son back?"
The weight on his body suddenly disappeared.
"call--"
The oil lamp suddenly lit up, not a bright yellow flame, but a green, faint flame that stretched very long.
The light illuminated the hazy shadow beside the bed.
It's Xiao Qi.
His face looked as if it were powdered, white and without any blood.
The lips are red and the teeth are white. The lips are red like blood and the teeth are white like knives.
A pair of eyes were dark, like ink, glowing with green light.
The faint green light shone on Xiao Qi's face, revealing a cold blue color.
"Uncle, why do you want to kill me?"
My uncle trembled. He only felt that his body was extremely cold and he was unconscious.
I just felt like my heart was so blocked, as if it was filled with lead.
He said in horror: "It's not me who wants to harm you, it's your brother."
"Your father left you half of the family property, but you are a fool. How can your brother accept this?"
Fox Heart Xiaoqi laughed, showing his white teeth: "So you help him harm me."
My uncle burst into tears and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me. I'm old and I have to rely on your brother for support."
"I didn't want to come back to you, but the King of Hell wouldn't accept me." Fox Xin Xiaoqi looked at his uncle and asked, "Uncle, I have lost my soul and have nowhere to go. The wind makes me so cold, so cold."
The uncle's face suddenly turned pale. He got out of bed and kowtowed to Xiao Qi: "It's our Zhao family that feels sorry for you."
Fox Heart Xiaoqi lowered his head and stared at his uncle with a pale face: "Where did my soul go?"
The uncle suddenly backed away, trying to put some distance between him and Hu Xin Xiaoqi, but he bumped into the bed.
Hu Xin Xiaoqi's neck seemed to be infinitely long. No matter how much his uncle tried to hide, he could not distance himself.
Those green pupils stared at my uncle: "Did you hide my soul?"
My uncle cried: "Your soul was sold by your father!"
Hu Xin Xiaoqi's head moved away from his uncle, fell back to his body, and looked at his uncle coldly.
My uncle dared to hide it, so he told a story like he was pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
Xiao Qi's grandfather was once a well-known craftsman, best at carving.
Whether it is bamboo carving, wood carving or stone carving, it can always be carved with great charm.
The Zhao family made a fortune from this and became rich.
In Xiao Qi's father's generation, the Zhao family's business has become even bigger. All the carving businesses in Zhaojiazhuang are run by Xiao Qi's father.
But after Xiao Qi's grandfather passed away, Xiao Qi's father's craftsmanship was far from as amazing as his grandfather's, and the other people in Zhaojiazhuang were even further behind.
As a result, the Zhao family's business gradually declined.
Xiao Qi's father tried every means but could not reverse the situation.
Until one time, a business deal from Cochin came to my door. It was a batch of carvings, including all kinds of snake statues and all kinds of snake gods. Xiao Qi's father sent these carvings to Cochin for delivery.
There is Mount Jiaozhi in the Kingdom of Jiaozhi, and there is the Snake Mother Temple in the mountain.
I have heard people say it is extremely effective, but if you ask for it, you will get it.
Xiao Qi's father was moved, so he worshiped the snake mother and prayed for prosperous business and endless wealth.
That night, a divine snake came into his dream, saying that the snake mother was interested in his little son, and if his little son could serve the snake mother, his wish would be fulfilled.
There was no Xiaoqi at that time, and his father only had one son.
He thought of taking advantage of the situation and agreed to the snake's request, but he did not plan to have any more children.
But who knew that when he returned from Cochin, he found that Xiao Qi's mother was pregnant.
When he left Wu Ning and went to Jiaozhi, his wife was already pregnant, but she was only a month old at that time and there was no sign of pregnancy yet.
Xiao Qi's father thought he could deceive the snake mother, but he didn't know that the snake mother had already seen through everything.
Xiao Qi's father wanted to regret it, but it was already too late.
The night before Xiao Qi was born, his mother dreamed of a big snake that took a child from her belly.
She gave birth to Xiao Qi successfully, but soon discovered that it was just a body without a soul.
Xiao Qi's father got his wish, and the Zhao family received orders from Jiaozhi every year. As expected, they did not lose their wealth.
But he lost his youngest son forever.
