Modify destiny starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 184 “Mom, it’s so delicious!”

"Dad, Mom, we have a guest at home!"

As soon as Du Jiu entered the door, he shouted loudly.

"Who, who is here?"

Du Mu walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron, wiping her wet hands on the apron. She was impartial and blocked the door to the kitchen.

There was a constant sound of "bang bang bang" chopping bones in the kitchen.

Du Jiu swallowed subconsciously, thinking that he would drink bone soup again tonight.

If you're lucky, there's still some meat on the big bones, and the tarsal meat is so delicious to chew.

Du Mu looked at the door. It was already evening, and there was still some residual light from the sunset shining into the house, but now the house became dark.

Because a man who was not very tall carried a huge wooden box on his back, blocking the entire door.

It also blocked the light.

"boom……"

The sound of chopping bones was still coming from the kitchen.

"who are you?"

Du Mu asked with a frown.

Du Jiu rushed forward and hugged Du Mu, "He is an opera singer from outside. He has no place to live, so I brought him to our house."

Du Mu was about to get angry. Why did you bring her to our house without a place to live?
Don't die?

"You gave me money!"

Du Jiu lowered his voice and said.

Du Mu's face suddenly changed, and she quickly greeted him: "It turns out it's the big brother from out of town, sit down, sit down, sit down first when you come in."

"Jiu'er, if you haven't gone to pour tea, what are you doing standing still?"

"Haha, you're welcome. I'm an actor who has been making a living all over the world. My common name is Bao Min. This sister-in-law can just call me Lao Bao."

Bao Min said and looked towards the kitchen again.

Du Mu's face changed slightly and she explained: "Today, the head of the house went to the street to chop some bones and prepare some soup."

Bao Min nodded, "Then I, Old Bao, can be considered lucky."

As he spoke, he was about to take down the big wooden box behind him.

Du's mother stepped forward to help, but Bao Min raised his hand to block her, "Haha, no need, I can do it myself."

"Which room should I stay in tonight?"

"Jiu'er, Jiu'er, I won't take your Uncle Bao with me yet."

The half-grown boy took Bao Min to the next room again. Mother Du looked at it for a while, then turned back to the kitchen.

Du Jiu sent Bao Min to the next room and then returned to the living room.

Mother Du took out two coins from her arms, stuffed them into his hands, touched his head, and praised: "You are indeed my good boy. He knows how to earn money to support the family at a young age."

"Awesome."

Du Jiu put it away and touched the three copper plates on his chest. He felt that he would have a good sleep tonight.

……

Soon.

The Du family's dinner began.

After Bao Min accepted Du Mu's hints, he first paid two pieces of silver as the rent for these days, and then he was qualified to serve.

Father Du is not tall, he is short in stature and has a dull expression. He also looks a bit confused and taciturn.

However, Du Mu kept greeting her.

There is a large pot of bones placed in the middle of the table, and two plates of wild vegetables next to it.

In this day and age, the food is pretty good.

Ordinary people find it difficult to eat dinner, so they rely on clear soup with little water and wild vegetables.

But Bao Min never took his chopsticks to the big bone, and just concentrated on eating wild vegetables.

Du Jiu was holding a big bone and chewing it happily.

Du Mu looked at Bao Min but said nothing.

The night was dark.

In Mother Du's room, she pushed Father Du and whispered, "When will we do it?"

"Do it? What hand?"

"This is all delivered to your door, why don't you do something?"

Du Mu urged.

"That's right, Dad, why do you think I brought him home? Uncle Wang's family gave us some pieces of meat last time, and we have to return it to others."

Under the bed, Du Jiu's head suddenly popped up and he lowered his voice and said.

Du Mu, who was lying beside the bed, stretched out her right hand and stuffed him back.

Father Du then muttered and stood up, "Then take him to the back mountain to see if he can catch more prey for us."

"What if he can't catch it?"

Du Jiu's voice came from under the bed again.

"Your father is here, how can you not catch it?"

Du Jiu thought about the big bone soup he had eaten at night. The wild boar bones were so fragrant. Only his father had this ability. When everyone had no meat to eat, he was the only one who could catch big wild boars.

Next room.

Bao Min didn't sleep either. He got up under the moonlight, squatted on the bedside, next to the big box he carried on his back, and muttered:

"Dabao, Erbao, someone wants to treat your father as a big wild boar. What do you think we should do?"

"Dabao, how can you say that your father is a big wild boar? You are wrong. If I were a wild boar, who would you be?"

"Come, come, Erbao is still good."

"I know I love you daddy."

After saying that, Bao Min patted the wooden box gently again, making a low sound.

Bao Min gently opened the wooden box and opened it a crack. He could vaguely see through the moonlight that there were two wooden sculptures inside.

lifelike.

One male and one female.

Bao Min carefully took out the wooden sculpture of a man and quickly closed the wooden box, as if he was afraid of being seen.

After he took it out, he laid it flat on the bed.

There is no trace of brilliance on the face of the wood carving. It can only be vaguely seen through the clothes. It is a wood carving of a man.

"Boom boom boom——"

Someone knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Bao Min asked.

"it's me."

Father Du's dull voice sounded.

"Oh, it's Brother Du, what's the matter so late?"

In the dim room, the wooden sculpture placed by the bedside had suddenly become the size of an ordinary person. He sat up with his upper body in a daze, and then got off the bed.

Bao Min stepped out of the way, the wooden sculpture swung its body stiffly, and went to open the door.

The sound of heavy breathing could still be heard outside the door, and it was also a little hurried, as if he was facing some huge difficulty.

The woodcarving walked behind the door.

quietly.

The woodcarving stretched out its hand.

The wood carving opened the door.

Father Du who was standing outside the door was stunned subconsciously when he saw this tall man but a wood carving with no features on his face, but he quickly forced a smile.

"Old Bao, what are you doing this late at night?"

He had forgotten that the wooden box Bao Min was carrying could not hold such a large wooden sculpture.

He still wants to talk.

The woodcarving directly raised his hand and hugged him tightly.

Father Du was suddenly shocked and wanted to speak, but he found that his mouth seemed to be blocked and he could not make a sound no matter what.

He saw that the wooden carving was close in front of him.

"Mom, why don't you think dad is back yet?"

"I didn't hear any movement either."

Du Jiu's doubtful voice came from under the bed.

"You melon boy, how can you be so fast? Maybe your father is chatting with your Uncle Bao."

Du Mu was also a little worried.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Both mother and son were stunned, startled and afraid to speak.

"His father?"

"What's going on with you, where are you?"

Du Mu lay on the bed and complained without looking back.Du Jiu, who was lying on his side at the bottom of the bed and looking at the door, was trembling with fear.

Because what came in was not his father at all... but a stiff-walking... wooden sculpture.

Through the moonlight shining in through the gate, he could see that the face of this adult-sized wooden sculpture was empty.

Seeing the wooden sculpture getting closer and closer, Du Jiu couldn't see its upper body and could only see its legs. He finally couldn't help shouting: "Mother, mother!"

Du Mu was still muttering and cursing, "You coward, what are you shouting for...ah!"

Du Mu, who was lying on the bed, let out a shrill scream.

Then there was a noise on the bed, like a violent struggle.

Du Jiu huddled in the corner, not daring to take a breath, but his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the movement on the bed finally died down.

Du Jiu suddenly felt something dripping on his face and it felt a little hot.

He reached out and wiped some of it, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It had a fishy smell.

is blood.

He guessed something, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the bed.

The black hair was slowly falling down. It could be seen that a woman had stuck her head out of the bed and was still lowering her head, obviously to see what was under the bed.

Du Jiu was very nervous and scared.

He curled up into a ball as much as possible, and more and more of his hair hung down.

He saw a human face.

It was Du Mu, it was his mother. His tense expression finally relaxed. He lay down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Du Mu spoke.

The corners of her mouth were stained red, like blood. She looked at Du Jiu in the corner and grinned:

"Your mother, it's so delicious."

……

"Is it tasty?"

"Mom, it's delicious!"

In Qian'an Town, Du Jiu held Du Mu in one hand and candied haws in the other, skipping forward.

If a discerning person observes carefully, they can see it at a glance. Du Jiu's body was shaking as he walked.

"Walk faster. Your Uncle Bao should be almost done with his acting. We need to help him carry his things back for dinner."

"I know."

Du Jiu touched the three copper plates on his chest again. Only this could give him some peace of mind.

Soon.

The mother and son came to the middle of the town.

Maybe the two wooden sculptures on the stage weren't interesting enough, or maybe people today simply don't have the leisure to watch a show.

In short, there were not many people watching, just twos and threes.

Seeing the person coming, Bao Min immediately urged him to stop performing and leave.

The few spectators who finally managed to leave cursed and left.

After collecting the table, Bao Min was still carrying the huge wooden box. As before, his wooden box would not be touched by anyone under any circumstances.

Go back to Du's house.

Father Du has already prepared lunch, which is still stewed bone soup.

But this time, Du Jiu didn't dare to take his chopsticks no matter what Ru He was, but Bao Min kept putting food into his bowl, urging him to eat quickly.

Mother Du asked in a low voice with joy in her eyes.

"Dad, have you found the right one?"

"I found it, I found it."

Bao Min reached out and touched Du Jiu's little head while replying with a smile.

A hint of joy flashed in Du Mu's eyes, and she smiled and stopped asking.

Bao Min then said: "This is what was left over from the past two days. Are you really not going to eat it?"

"Eat, eat, I'll eat right now."

Du Jiu shouted while crying.

"What are you calling me?"

"Master... Master..."

Starting from the second day, a few more people came to watch the performance in the middle of the town.

There was a little more on the third day.

Every day.

……

"Grandma, the whole world is in chaos. Is Jingzhou so peaceful and peaceful?"

In the low forest, a cattail leaf fan was slowly flying, and an old man with gray hair was sitting on it.

The old man gave himself a new name, called "Nonsense".

At this moment, the old man also summoned his destiny map.

He looked at the numbers above with a look of helplessness.

[Destiny: Xu Changsheng]

[Destiny method: 98 strands (purple)]

[Fate number: six blue and five green, capital of B]

It had been a few days since he entered Jingzhou. Xu Changsheng believed that he was not a timid person and would rush forward if anything happened on the way.

But despite this, I still only got 1 ray of purple fate.

But if converted into blue fate method, there are 100 strands, which is actually quite a lot.

But compared to Xu Changsheng, who had experienced big events (watching the skyrocketing increase in purple magic), these 100 wisps of blue magic were still too few.

Of course, the main reason is that the 100 wisps of purple fate are so close.

Along the way, Xu Changsheng has fantasized countless times that after he has the first purple destiny, his whole life will take off.

'What if the palace master and the palace master beg me to be the senior brother? '

'In this case, Li Qiongxian...oh no, let's call him Xiao Li then. '

'There is also Chun Yuwen, who will then be called my junior brother again. '

Xu Changsheng couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

"Hey, there's a town ahead. Go in and have a look."

Xu Changsheng, who has been traveling around the world for half a year, has more or less experience. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are people, there are disputes and fate.

Otherwise, if I am always walking in the wilderness, who will contribute my fate?

He found a secluded place, put away his magic weapon, and when he walked out again, he had reached the peak of Qi Condensation.

In a small town like this, even if there are Qi cultivators, they are probably still in the Qi Condensation stage. If I go there with the Fetal Breath Realm cultivation level, I am afraid of scaring them.

Tsk, my sword cultivator is so considerate... Xu Changsheng thought as he entered the town.

There are not many people in the town, and Xu Changsheng has long been used to this situation.

So as soon as he entered the town, he quietly scanned the area with his spiritual consciousness and found nothing unusual.

He followed the trace swept by his spiritual consciousness and went to the only inn in the town.

As everyone knows, Bao Min, who lives in Du's house and is enjoying a massage with wood carvings, suddenly opens his eyes...

It was at this moment that Xu Changsheng, who had just walked into the inn, felt his heart skip a beat.

There is danger...the blue destiny number [foretelling good or bad luck] is warning.

It seems that this town is not so peaceful... Xu Changsheng had some expectations in his heart.

"Hey, it's so late. Does this guest live in the upper room or the middle room?"

The shopkeeper who was both the shopkeeper and the waiter in the inn asked with a smile.

Xu Changsheng looked at him with a faint look, and suddenly asked: "Who is the most powerful in this town?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but he still replied honestly: "Mayor, the guest asked this..."

"Have there been any outsiders recently?"

"No."

The shopkeeper insisted.

But the next second, he found that the counter in front of him had spontaneously ignited out of thin air. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back and hid in the corner.

"Immortal, please forgive me, Immortal."

Xu Changsheng was about to speak when he seemed to feel something and looked down.

The fire he set actually burned his own feet.

The shopkeeper was no longer afraid and started to sneer instead.

But while smiling, he was stunned.

Because he discovered that the man in front of him was completely burned by a fire.

It's like...a piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)