Chapter 32: Downward Spiral Battle
"This Sister Zeng is Mrs. Zhao's accompanying marriage, years of old people, the identity is also very unusual, how can tiptoe into the night outside my room, but also talk with the maid to monitor me? Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao is unsettled, but what can I have that is worth her spying on, and listen to what they are talking about."
Hong Yi's divine soul was out of its shell, but he saw such a thing, in his heart, he laughed coldly again and drifted over.
He would like to see, he is a small scholar, in the end, what is worth so much attention from Lady Zhao, actually sent out all the important people around her to make use of.
"Raise your head three feet and there is a god, wit and guile are bound to be known to the ghosts and gods. This saying is not without reason."
Hong Yi thought in his heart, his own soul came out of his shell, he was also considered a ghost and god, the first time he heard Hong Gui counting himself, the second time he heard the conspiracy of Sister Zeng and the maids, it was simply a true portrayal of what the book said, "Raise your head three feet and there is a god".
"He is sitting on the bed right now, I don't know if he is sleeping or doing something else, but I didn't see him practicing martial arts." The maid heard Sister Zeng's question and hurriedly answered what she had noticed.
Of course, all of these were transmitted word for word inside Hong Yi's ears.
"Well, you guys have to pay close attention to any movement of his, any unusual movement, you have to report it to me, then I will say it to madam, look for opportunities to look for his clothes, hidden books, and see if there is anything unusual, you guys are all shrewd maids, don't need me to explain in detail about this aspect, right?"
"Sister Tseng, you can rest assured, guarantee that even if he loses a hair, I will know to report it to you." The maid glanced in the direction of the inner room and shrewdly said.
"Searching my things? Fortunately, I have read all the martial arts scriptures and then burned them, that Maitreya scripture should be taken care of, if I let this group of villains know about it, the consequences will be endless." Hong Yi's heart fluttered and felt a bit thankful again.
Although he is a person who pays attention, but these four maids serve every day and have evil intentions, a lack of attention, would really find out the Maitreya Sutra.
But now since he heard it, it was also a wake up call, Hong Yi's heart was secretly vigilant since.
"Starting today, your monthly allowance is increased to ten taels a month." Sister Zeng added.
"Many thanks for your reward, madam." The maid hurriedly thanked Madam Zhao, although Madam Zhao was not present, the maid still acted respectfully, "However, I see that brat's demeanor, it seems that he doesn't intend to live permanently in the middle of the Marquis' residence, next month will be the Imperial Examination, and if he becomes a lord after he wins the examination, he will surely move out, what will he do then? I heard that he has a few literary skills, the examination must be sure."
"You are very shrewd, you can see such a mind of his, turn around and I will report to madam and reward you well." Sister Zeng praised a sentence, the tone turned grim: "I naturally will not let him pass the exam, does he have literary talent ......"
"Do you want me to tamper with the food? Make him unable to take the imperial examination." The maid said.
"That's not necessary, it's easy to expose the horse's foot, and it's too obvious, on the contrary, you have to serve every meal with good food and drink, so that no one can pick a fault." Sister Zeng a weird gloomy, open his mouth, hehehe smile, "Hehehe ...... I have my own way. The imperial examination is still a month away, this month if he has nightmares day and night, the wrongful spirit haunts his body, and his soul is greatly injured, let's see how he can still take the imperial examination."
The dim moonlit night, the wall corner, the old woman's gloomy and eerie smiling face, all of this set off Sister Zeng as a demonic ghost.
The maid's face was startled when she saw Sister Zeng's gloomy face.
"You go, don't let him find out any clues, this kid is also shrewd as well, not a simple character. From the fact that he actually secretly befriended Princess Zhennan, it's obvious that his heart is deep." Sister Zeng waved her hand.
"I will pay attention." The maid nodded and lightly walked into the house.
"He practiced martial arts, I see that he also only practiced to the point of sinew and flesh, still shallow, but this point of qi and blood, in the face of God's soul confuse, also can not play a role, but if you let him practice further, years and years, qi and blood rigidity, only afraid that all can not suppress him, also, let him do a month's nightmare first, frighten and hurt his God's soul, then say, God does not know the ghosts and ghosts, so that he hurt the God, can not help me What can he do to me?"
After the maid went into the house, Sister Zeng smiled grimly, muttered to herself, walked to a hidden corner behind the wigwam and sat down, closing her eyes.
"Hmm?"
As soon as Hong Yi took a look, he knew that this Sister Zeng was tuning her mind to observe and come out of her shell.
The smug look that Sister Zeng had just muttered to herself, Hong Yi had also seen it clearly. Hearing that she wanted to make herself have nightmares night after night and injure her divine soul, she knew that the other party was someone who practiced the art of divine soul.
"Demon people! How dare you come to plague me! Who said that I am now practicing the Immortal Way, even when I didn't practice, I was all righteous, I didn't do anything wrong, I wasn't opportunistic and deceitful, and I kept the sages in my heart, how can you confuse me?"
An irrepressible anger surged in Hong Yi's heart.
Although Hong Yi cultivation soul art slightly accomplished, the soul can swim at night, and even day trip, originally relying on this ability, can do a lot of unlawful things, but Hong Yi never do, only cultivate and strengthen the soul, wandering familiar with the "water", at most watch Hong Xuejiao practice boxing, which is also normal things.
The same cultivation soul, if the ability to borrow out of the shell to play God, the fly and dog, that is the evil way of the demon, and tightly guard themselves, the soul of the mind to grow, swimming in the world, that is the immortal way of the right way.
This difference, Hong Yi grew up reading, heart very understand.
Seeing this kind of villain, ghost, Hong Yi heart especially hate despise.
"Eh?"
Just when Hong Yi's heart hated and raged, Sister Zeng who was sitting on the ground and tuning her mind to visualize seemed to have sensed something, her eyes opened at once and looked over this way.
Hong Yi immediately dodged into the room and returned his soul to its place while his body lay down for a false sleep.
He would like to see how this Sister Zeng would deal with him.
The other party's martial arts skills were excellent, far above Hong Yi, since he wanted to harm himself, Hong Yi had to be careful as well.
"Maybe it was an illusion just now? It seems that someone is spying on me with a wandering spirit? It's a pity that I haven't practiced to the realm of an innate martial artist yet, or else my blood qi would be strong enough to see clearly any wandering souls yin gods."
Sister Zeng did not find anything, and her gloomy eyes closed again, entering the realm of visualization.
After about two hours, the marquis house was quiet in the middle of the night. The top of Sister Zeng's head moved, and then the person's breathing, heartbeat all quieted down, apparently the divine soul came out of its shell and left the body.
At the same time, Hong Yi lay down to fake sleep, suddenly between the ears heard a whistling wind, blowing the door rattling, seemingly ghosts cry, at the same time, the moonlight from inside the window to shine in, a shadow twisted, as if crawling on the ground, to struggle up!
The wind blew, and the shadow twisted under the moon, crawling on the ground to struggle up! This feeling was so bizarre that it would scare one's guts out.
"This is the art of mesmerizing the gods?"
Hong Yi knew clearly in his heart that his eyes were not even open, how could he see the moon shadow twisting inside the room? This was definitely an illusion.
But this kind of illusion was too real, being in the room, if one did not know the bottom line and had no defense, one would not be able to tell the real from the fake.
Hong Yi understood in his heart and wanted to open his eyes to see what it was really like, but suddenly, he actually couldn't control his arms and legs, nor could he open his eyes at all.
It was like a person who had been subdued by a nightmare, knowing that the dream was fake, but the person just couldn't wake up!
This feeling, helplessness, panic.
"The void is vast, I am sitting in the center, a thousand lifetimes of snapping my fingers, all kinds of things, are all illusions." Hong Yi, however, did not panic, he practiced the Maitreya Sutra and experienced illusions much more powerful than this, with a cold smile in his heart, he suddenly immersed himself into the realm of unity with that Maitreya Buddha.
A great light shone in the void!
Hong Yi felt his divine soul jump out at once, his body was covered in intense golden light, like a blazing sun exploding, vaporizing all the ghostly shadows that filled the room at once.
When he opened his eyes, the moonlight came in, and it was very peaceful, where were the ghostly shadows and the sound of the wind? There was no golden light either.
Everything just now, all are illusionary thoughts of the divine soul fighting.
At the same time, Hong Yi's ears, however, inside his ears, heard a mournful scream from the rockery outside the compartment, such as a wounded beast.
