"boom!"

In the garden behind the house.

The air current rotates and the dead leaves fly.

In the open space, Luo Qingzhou punched heavily, and the strong wind roared, practicing the Thunderbolt Fist from slow to fast.

In the past, he didn't come here to practice, first because he was afraid of hurting the flowers and plants and leaving too obvious traces; second, he was afraid that when he was concentrating on practicing, someone would knock on the door in the front yard and not be heard.

There is nothing we can do today.

Tonight, the mother-in-law and the rest of the Qin family are going to the Yueyue Tingyu Garden. It is estimated that in the afternoon, the maids and servants will go to the garden to make preparations.

He definitely can't go there to practice anymore.

The front yard is not suitable either.

When practicing Ben Lei Fist, there was so much noise that you could hear someone passing by the door.

So I can only come to the backyard.

But he didn't plan to practice for too long today.

After typing three times in a row and sweating slightly, he stopped.

Back to the front yard.

I boiled hot water in the kitchen, wiped myself, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the room.

Sit down by the window.

First I closed my eyes and meditated, then I opened the book and started reading carefully.

"A gentleman behaves in his position and does not want to be outside of it. If he is rich and noble, he behaves in wealth and honor; if he is poor and lowly, he behaves in poverty and humbleness; if he is a barbarian, he behaves like a barbarian; if he is always in trouble, he behaves in adversity. How can a gentleman be content without being in a position...

…”

"Sincerity is self-made, and Tao is self-made. Honesty is the end and beginning of things. Insincerity is nothing. Therefore, a gentleman's sincerity is precious. Honesty is not self-made..."

Although Luo Qingzhou had already memorized these articles in his mind, every time he read them again, he would read them word for word in his mind again.

And every time, there seems to be a new experience.

After reading "The Doctrine of the Mean", I also read "The Analects", "Book of Changes", "Shangshu", etc.

Have seen these.

Looking through the bookshelf next to him, he found that the Second Young Master Qin had brought him many good books last time.

In addition to the books required for the imperial examination, there are also several novels about ghosts and ghosts, stories about ghosts and gods, and widely circulated collections of folk tales.

Luo Qingzhou took out the books from the bookshelf, piled them on the desk, and read them one by one.

I soon became addicted to it.

"There is a volcano outside the southern wilderness, and fires burn day and night. In the fire is a rat weighing a hundred kilograms, with hair more than two feet long, as thin as silk, which can be made into cloth. It always lives in the fire, and comes out from time to time to turn white. It is driven away by water and enriched.

He died, and his hair was used to weave it into cloth..."

"The prince of Changshan is the grandson of the great Sikou. There are many monsters in the house. I saw a spring stool in the building, the flesh is red, and it is very smooth..."

Luo Qingzhou watched The Rise and couldn't put it down.

Time passes quietly.

Before I knew it, the sun had set.

When Xiaodie's knock on the door rang outside, he woke up from the weird and wonderful stories in the book.

I looked up and looked out the window, it was already evening.

He calmed down, put away the sun and moon bronze mirror and the dark blue juice on the mirror, then went out and opened the courtyard door.

Xiaodie was standing outside with food in her hands. When she saw him opening the door, she whispered: "Master, are you practicing in the house?"

Luo Qingzhou took the food from her hand and walked back to the small courtyard and said: "I am reading a book. Last time, the Second Young Master Qin sent some books. There were some very interesting books in them. I was distracted for a while."

Xiaodie asked curiously: "Sir, what kind of book is it? Is it good?"

Luo Qingzhou sat down at the stone table in the courtyard and said while eating: "If you want to tell ghost stories, I will tell them to you tonight."

"Ah! No, slave, don't listen..."

When Xiaodie heard that it was about ghosts, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she waved her hands repeatedly.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Xiaodie said with a grimace: "Of course I'm afraid, who isn't afraid of ghosts?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Then have you seen ghosts?"

Xiaodie quickly shook her head: "No... I have never seen a ghost. If I had seen one, I would have been scared to death."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her frightened face and thought of what he had just read in the book.

"The weaker a person is, the more timid and guilty he is, the more likely he is to see ghosts. Ghosts belong to Yin and love to haunt women with strong Yin Qi, men with weak Yang Qi, people suffering from diseases, and people who feel flustered when walking alone in the dark.

A timid person…”

"If Yang Qi is strong, ghosts will be afraid; if blood Qi is strong, ghosts will be afraid; if you are courageous, little ghosts will be frightened... If you encounter ghosts, overcome your fear, be fearless and scold them bravely, have a righteous mind, and the other party will retreat..."

There are warriors and monsters in this world. I wonder if there are really ghosts?

Luo Qingzhou thought to himself as he lowered his head and ate his meal.

This little girl is timid. You can't talk to her about these things anymore, lest she have nightmares at night.

With his current energy and blood, even if he encounters a ghost, he probably won't dare to approach him.

Thinking of ghosts, ghosts, and wandering souls who lost consciousness in the dark night and were alone and confused, he suddenly thought of his mother.

After her mother was killed, she could not be buried in the Luo family grave due to her low status.

At that time, no one in the Luo family was even willing to give up a small piece of land for him to bury his mother.

The eldest lady said something that he always remembered: How could such a lowly and despicable woman soil the land of our Luo family? It has affected the feng shui of our Luo family. It would be difficult for her to be reincarnated as a cow or a horse in her next life.

Forgive him!

So in the end, he had to bury his mother in the mountains and forests outside the city.

And that mountain forest is only a few kilometers away from the village where his mother and he once lived.

When people in that village die, they are sometimes buried in that forest.

So my mother can be considered as having returned to her roots and laid to rest.

However, the hatred caused by this incident has always been buried deep in his heart.

When I think about it now, I still grit my teeth with hatred.

The actions of the Luo family, as well as the cold-blooded meanness of the eldest lady and Luo Yannian, were deeply engraved in his bones, and even if he changed his soul, he would never forget them.

He will remember this hatred and his mother's murder!

only……

I don’t know if my mother died in the earth as the book said, because she died unjustly and could not let go of him and became an unjust ghost, wandering alone in the dark night, or if she had already been reincarnated and reborn as a human being.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingzhou felt a little overwhelmed.

It would be great if we could open our heavenly eyes and see ghosts and ghosts as recorded in the book.

That way, he won't be afraid.

He would go to his mother's grave and go to the mountains and forests to have a good look.

Maybe I can see that weak and pitiful woman again, see that familiar and friendly face, and then talk to her, chat with her, and accompany her tenderly.

Even though she has no body and no memory...

Luo Qingzhou was thinking wildly as he finished his meal.

at this time.

Night has fallen.

A full moon rises in the sky.

The small courtyard was illuminated with snow-white light.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, took out the sun and moon bronze mirror from under the bed, put the side with the moon carved upward, and placed it on the desk in front of the window, ready to light a lamp and continue reading.

The bright moonlight spilled in through the window lattice and fell into the mirror. The moonlight in the mirror became dark and blurry.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at it casually and was suddenly stunned.

He thought he had seen it wrong.

He stretched out his head again and faced the mirror, blocking the moonlight outside the window. Just like before, he couldn't see himself in the mirror!

He was stunned, and quickly picked up the bronze mirror on the table and faced it again.

He stood with his back to the window, and the moonlight fell on him, and together with his cheek, it fell into the dark mirror carved with the moon.

Suddenly he appeared in the mirror again.

But that face was not only eerie and strange, it actually twisted and fluttered like mist.
Chapter completed!