The ghost-catching princess, she always pretends to be weak

Chapter 1 If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts.

The night is thick, the mountains and fields are quiet and cold, and little phosphorus fires are scattered among the lonely graves on the roadside.

Not far away, there were occasional whining sounds of wild cats, and blood-red lanterns had already been hung up at Daxing Temple halfway up the mountain.

A woman wearing a red cloak hurried past the grave. The cloak wrapped her so tightly that her expression could not be seen clearly.

She was seen holding a lantern in her hand, and her steps were a little messy, as if she was being chased by someone.

There was indeed something behind her, but it was something unclean.

The dirty things with disheveled hair followed her with ease, and the shrill and horrifying sounds suddenly came closer and closer.

"Run, run, hahahaha, I'm here to catch you! Run!"

The woman in red suddenly stopped. She seemed to have unintentionally gathered the cloak that had been blown away by the wind, looking calm and composed.

The Hanged Ghost was furious when he saw this, and instantly rushed in front of the woman with a cloud of black energy.

"Who gave you the courage to take this road?"

I could see that there was a lifeless air all over its body, its eyes had already been squeezed out of its sockets, and a long blood-red tongue was sticking out of its mouth, hanging straight down.

The woman in red raised her mouth slightly and pulled down her hat in a hurry, revealing her delicate and small face.

There was no trace of fear in her expression, and there was even a little amusement upon closer inspection.

"Who gave you the courage to block my way?"

The Hanged Ghost has been walking this road at night for decades, causing countless harm to people. The moment he saw the woman's true face, he actually showed fear on his face.

"who are you?"

"The one who will get rid of you."

A talisman flew out of the woman's hand and hit the Hanged Ghost between the eyebrows hard.

The mountain wind suddenly stopped.

The jade pendant around his waist gradually gathered its light, and there was nothing dirty in front of him, just a puddle of yellow pus.

Tufu's Mansion

"Cough. Cough..." intermittent coughing came from the room.

"Girl, I will serve you to drink some water first. Why don't you call the doctor and come back to see me?"

Zisu carefully served the person on the couch.

"No need, cough. It's an old problem. It's not like you don't know."

Wen Jiu weakly took the tea cup, just touched his lips a little and didn't want to drink anymore.

"What can I do about the girl's health? The eldest princess's mansion sent someone a letter earlier, saying that they want to discuss the girl's marriage with the master and his wife."

Zi Su is really worried.

It was said that the girl in her family was blessed with good fortune. She was born into a high family and was engaged to the eldest princess's palace as a prospective heir apparent. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and she still held it in her mouth when she got married.

But who knew that her girl was suffering from a serious illness that could not be cured for a long time, lingering on the bed all day long, rarely appearing in front of others, and even rarely stepping out of the door.

If you become the Crown Princess with such a body, how will you manage the affairs of the Crown Prince's Mansion in the future?

"The engagement is still there?"

Wen Jiu, who was still dying just now, was excited when he heard Zi Su's words.

"Didn't my father say that he would ask the emperor to cancel the engagement?"

"Girl, have you stopped coughing?"

Zisu widened her eyes and looked at her girl who sat up from the couch. She seemed to be in a better state of mind than her.

"cough cough cough cough"

Wen Jiu came to his senses and quickly covered his chest and coughed a few more times.

Cough, cough, cough, your lungs are about to cough up and you still have to pretend!

What are those noble people in the palace planning? Do you insist on marrying a sick girl back to the royal family because of her poor health?
  "Zisu, go see if your father and mother are back. If they are, please invite them over."

Wen Jiu returned to his weak and helpless look just now, as if he would not be able to survive the next moment.

It's not that she can't survive it, she can't pretend anymore.

"Yes, girl."

Zisu withdrew in response. The girl's health was good and bad, and she didn't call the doctor to prescribe medicine. She really needed to ask the master and his wife to persuade her.

Within a moment, Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen walked into Wen Jiu's room thoughtfully.

Before the two of them took a sip of tea, Wen Jiu couldn't wait to speak.

"Dad, didn't you say you went to the emperor to break off the engagement?"

If Zi Su were here, she would never believe that this woman who spoke so energetically was actually the frail and sick girl in her family.

"Jiu'er, I really can't shirk it as a father. Dad has already said that you are worthless, but the emperor... ugh!"

There is really nothing Mr. Wen can do.

No one in the whole capital knew that the apple of his eye was a sickly man who could not leave the house all day long.

But the emperor was thinking about his kindness and said that even when he was just a prince who no one cared about when he was young, the tutor never gave up teaching him.

In order to respect the kindness of upbringing, the emperor insisted on pointing out this marriage for Wen Jiu so that his only daughter could have a good place.

"Why is this happening? Dad, did you do a good job in rescuing the driver?"

Wen Jiu couldn't help but raise his forehead and asked, "Does the prince have any hidden illness?"

"Bold! I think you are the one with hidden diseases!" Taifu Wen shouted angrily.

"The prince is a young hero. He served as the Jin Yi Guard and the governor at a young age. If it weren't for you! If it weren't for you, you are different from ordinary people! This kiss, even if you have to go by yourself, you will be successful!"

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Mrs. Wen thought there was nothing wrong with this, but why was something wrong?

"Father, go ahead. My daughter looks at you and wants to marry you." Wen Jiu opened and closed her mouth, looking at Tai Fu and wanting to slap her.

"Oh, okay, okay, the noise gives me a headache!" Seeing that the father and daughter were about to have a big quarrel, Mrs. Wen quickly came out to smooth things over.

"Master, what did you say about Jiu'er being different from ordinary people? We wanted to send her away at that time, so what does it have to do with her!"

Mrs. Wen felt sorry for Wen Jiu. At a young age, she was taken over by an old Taoist to learn how to draw talismans and catch ghosts. She didn't even do the hairpin ceremony.

If the old Taoist hadn't had some real ability, Mrs. Wen would never have let him take Wen Jiu away. It was just that at that time, Wen Jiu was really weak and sick, and it was difficult to feed him, so he had to take him away for a try.

"Jiu'er." Mrs. Wen took Wen Jiu's hand and said sincerely.

"You are just different from ordinary ladies, but you are not worse than them. If you are willing, Lu Xu is indeed a suitable candidate."

Wen Jiu lowered her eyes, seemingly touched, but she had never met Lu Xu, so she didn't know what was appropriate or inappropriate.

Now that Mrs. Wen has spoken to this extent, even if Wen Jiu still wants to break off the engagement, he can only think about it in the long term.

It’s summer time, and the cicadas are chirping incessantly.

It was rare that Wen hadn't received a ghost hunting order in the past few days, so she ordered her servants to bring a chair and place it by the window.

While flipping through the story book in my hand, I was eating the candied fruit that Zi Su asked the small kitchen to make. I felt so uncomfortable!
  Seeing Wen Jiu's health gradually improving, Zi Su felt a little more happy.

"If the girl likes these story books, why not go out for a walk?"

"Why do you have to go out for a walk if you like talking?" Wen Jiu looked back at Zisu in confusion.

"Girl, isn't today the day for begging for cleverness? It's the day of love in the storybook."

Zi Su put down the feather duster in her hand and seemed to be immersed in the story books she had read before.

"The young man and the young lady looked at each other affectionately under the Magpie Bridge, and the people around them cheered, and finally lived happily together."

Looking at the obsessed maid, Wen Jiu was speechless.

She always only cared about the Ghost Festival in July, but she didn't want to remember the Qi Qiao Festival.

But since this is what is written in the storybook, why not go out and take a look?

Dusk falls, stars and moonlight come.

The city has already been lit up with lights and squares everywhere.

The streets were filled with cries and shouts, which were getting louder and louder. This was ten times and a hundred times more lively than the usual capital city!
  Wen and Jiu followed the flow of people to the stone bridge. It was written in the storybook that a man and a woman who liked each other walked together to put out river lanterns. It turned out to be true!
  There are all kinds of lanterns floating on the river, as well as several exquisite and beautiful boats. From time to time, a few songs and laughter can be heard from inside.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt that all the trouble he had just gone through in the house to go out was no longer a problem. The Qiqiao Festival in the capital was really interesting!
  "Look, girl, she's so beautiful!" Zi Su was afraid that Wen Jiu would miss those beautiful things.

After Wen Jiu visited all the novel stalls, he realized that he had been walking for nearly an hour.

"Zisu, find a place to rest." She was really tired.

"Girl, this Zhangji Pastry Shop is very famous in the capital. Our pastry chef was specially hired by the master from here."

Because there were so many people and noisy, Zi Su could only yell loudly in Wen Jiu's ears, for fear that she wouldn't hear.

"Then let's go in and sit down quickly!" Although Wen Jiu doesn't like cakes, it would be nice to have a place to rest at this time.

While the two of them were recharging their energy inside, they did not forget to ask the shopkeeper about the most interesting places for the Qiqiao Festival in the capital, and prepared to join in the fun.

Before going out, Wen Jiu overheard the waiter in the shop complaining: "Strange, why is there a puddle of water here?"

She subconsciously glanced at that corner, and then left the pastry shop as if nothing had happened.

"Why is the girl so absent-minded?"

Zi Su was attentive, and after coming out of the pastry shop, the girl's interest seemed to have suddenly dropped.

"Zisu, I forgot my walnut cake at the pastry shop and didn't bring it over. Please go get it for me."

Wen Jiu suddenly stopped, his eyes showing a bit of coldness.

Zi Su recalled that they didn't seem to buy any walnut cakes at the pastry shop just now.

"Girl, did we buy walnut cake?"

"No?" Wen Jiu pretended to be surprised, "Then I want to eat a little bit. Please help me buy one."

"Yes, the girl is standing here waiting for you, slave. I will come as soon as you go."

It was rare for Wen Jiu to say what she wanted to eat, so as her personal maid, Zisu naturally had to do her best to satisfy her request.

Wen Jiu waited for Zisu to walk away and glanced around cautiously, then turned and quickly walked into a side alley, just out of sight of passers-by.

"Whatever you do with me."

There was no one in the alley. People who didn't know it thought that Wen Jiumo was stunned, and he was talking to himself there alone.

"Help me, please."

The little girl who spoke was dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old. Her face was pale and her eyes had long since lost their life.

But fortunately, the death was caused by drowning and not long ago, so the death condition is not scary.

Wen Jiu looked at the little water ghost expressionlessly and warned in a deep voice: "Don't follow me anymore."

"Sister, please help me." The kid leaned towards Wen Jiu again.

"I can't help you." Wen Jiu refused directly with a cold face.

This child is not an evil spirit, and there is no trace of filth in her body, but she does not want to get involved in this muddy water.

"It won't be long before someone comes to pick you up. Just follow him obediently." Wen Jiu said and left.

"Sister, please help me. I'm so cold. Sister" Wen Jiu saw that her body was dripping with water, and her body was still in the water?
  Wen Jiu, this is in the capital, don't meddle in other people's business, just take care of yourself! Take good care of it.
  Forget it, the last time!
  "What's your name? Where do you live? How did you die?"

Wen Jiu spoke very fast, and her words revealed her impatience. She just hoped to get rid of this brat as soon as possible.

Anan's already dull eyes seemed to light up.

She was a little afraid of Wen Jiu, but she was more afraid that her family would be worried if they couldn't find her.

"My name is Anan. I live in Liujia Village, not far from the capital. I didn't know I was so dead. I was just washing clothes by the well, and I woke up like this."

Wen Jiu didn't speak for a while after listening.

There were marks on the back of the kid's head. He was obviously knocked unconscious and thrown into the water and drowned alive.

But of course I couldn't tell her, for fear that she would be resentful.

Once a ghost has resentment, it will gradually develop the intention to harm others.

If the little ghost in front of him turns into an evil ghost due to resentment and hatred, it will be difficult for him to be reincarnated.

"I understand. It's too late today. I will help you find the body tomorrow."

Wen Jiu frowned slightly. The kid was still young, so he felt a little regretful.

She should have grown accustomed to it.

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