Siheyuan: I can change size at will

For a week in a row, Yi Zhonghai was stabbed all over his body.

He not only had to endure physical pain, but also mental fatigue.

After all, he had to go to the hospital every night, so he couldn't sleep well.

He finally couldn't hold on any longer and decided to find someone to come and exorcise the evil spirits for him.

It was true that he shouldn't believe in feudal superstitions, but so many bizarre things had happened to him that he had to consider whether he had been possessed by evil spirits or cursed.

Otherwise I can’t explain why I’m being pricked by needles every day.

Cao Zhengshuang naturally knew what Yi Zhonghai was thinking. He had been observing Yi Zhonghai and even went to the black market to buy a Taoist robe a few days ago.

He found that there were no policemen in the courtyard today, so he set up a stall at the door and waited for Yi Zhonghai to take the bait.

"Tomorrow is the weekend. I'm going to go to Biyun Temple to burn incense and ask a master to help me."

Yi Zhonghai made a secret decision on his way back.

As a result, I actually saw a Taoist priest at the gate of the courtyard.

"Hey, there's a Taoist priest at the door. Do you want to ask this Taoist priest?"

Yi Zhonghai, thinking of seeking medical advice from all sources, went up to him and asked, "Master, are you setting up a stall to tell fortunes?"

At this time, Cao Zhengshuang disguised himself as a serious Taoist priest. He activated the voice changer and chose the voice of an adult male Taoist priest.

Cao Zhengshuang said in a mysterious way: "This Taoist priest does not tell fortunes. I am just setting up a stall here to help a few people who are destined to meet me."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he immediately understood. It turned out that this Taoist priest was also afraid of the police.

He understands, he understands very well. After all, he is also afraid of being accused of promoting feudal superstition.

"Then Taoist priest, please take a look at me and see if I have encountered any difficulties recently."

This can also be considered a test for Yi Zhonghai.

If what the Taoist priest said was true, then he would consider inviting the Taoist priest home to check out why he was being pricked by needles every night.

Cao Zhengshuang glanced at Yi Zhonghai and immediately sighed, "You must have been having a lot of trouble lately, suffering from illness and sleepless nights, right?"

"Master, you are truly amazing. It is indeed true."

Originally Yi Zhonghai was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that this Taoist priest could calculate so accurately.

Yi Zhonghai said excitedly: "Then the Taoist priest has found the problem? Can you help me solve it?"

Cao Zhengshuang nodded confidently and said, "There is no problem in the entire capital that I, the divine fortune teller, cannot figure out.

Take me home to have a look and I will give you some pointers."

"Thank you so much, Master."

Yi Zhonghai looked around the front yard and saw that there was no one there, so he immediately invited the Taoist priest Cao Zhengshuang into the house.

Cao Zhengshuang walked into the room and pretended to look around. Then he stared at Yi Zhonghai's face for a while and concluded, "You are cursed."

"Ah, I'm actually cursed?"

Yi Zhonghai was shocked, but after thinking about it, he realized that this was really possible.

Otherwise, I can't explain why I get pricked by needles every night.

Curses are different from possessing evil spirits. Possessions are irregular, but curses have traces.

Finally finding the problem, Yi Zhonghai was no longer afraid. He continued to ask: "Master, do you know how to resolve this curse?"

Cao Zhengshuang nodded: "This is an easy matter for me, as the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.

As long as you find the person who cursed you and destroy the prop that cast the curse, you will be safe."

"Then Taoist Priest, please help me find it. After it's done, I will definitely..."

Yi Zhonghai is a poor man now, so how can he have money to give to the Taoist priest?

Cao Zhengshuang also knew that Yi Zhonghai had no money, so he didn't want Yi Zhonghai's money.

The primary goal is to make Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang fight each other, let them fight among themselves, and love and hate each other.

“I don’t do things for money, I just want to help people.

Let me calculate it for you."

Cao Zhengshuang started to pretend to be a shaman in the room again. Finally, after a breakdance, he said, "I found it."

"Master, please speak."

Cao Zhengshuang pointed to Jia Zhang's house across the street and said, "The curse comes from across the street. The prop of this curse is very strange, it's a rag doll, and it seems to be hidden behind someone's portrait.

You can go in and find the doll, then destroy it completely, and your curse will be broken."

"It turned out to be Jia Zhang. Why is she so cruel?"

Yi Zhonghai found it a little hard to believe. He was so good to the Jia family and often helped them, but Jia Zhang was cursing him at home.

"In addition to this curse, you have another curse."

Hiss!

Yi Zhonghai took a breath of cold air.

"Master, please tell me, what curse is on me?"

Cao Zhengshuang said seriously, "This is a very vicious curse that can make you childless."

Yi Zhonghai suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he had no children for so many years, it turned out that he was cursed.

"Master, please save me!"

Yi Zhonghai knelt on the ground, hugging Cao Zhengshuang's thighs and crying.

Faced with the prospect of having no descendants, Jia Zhang's curse on herself no longer mattered at all.

Sure enough, this thing can easily control Yi Zhonghai.

He no longer needs dignity, and he doesn't mind being pricked by needles for a few days. Yi Zhonghai has only one most important request, and that is to have a son, his own.

Cao Zhengshuang said: "Let me ask you, what is your last name?"

"My last name is Yi, and my name is Yi Zhonghai."

"That's right, you don't have children because of your last name?"

"Hey, what's wrong with my last name?"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned.

He thought of various possibilities, even wondered if he was cursed by someone else, but he never thought it was a problem with his name.

“Let me analyze it for you.

Your last name is Yi, which can be separated into two parts: Riwu and Wuri.

The sun symbolizes the origin of life, the revival of all things, and the mother of life.

"Wu" means "don't", which means to refuse.

If you don't want this life, doesn't that mean you won't have offspring?"

Hiss!

Yi Zhonghai felt completely unwell now.

This breakdown of the word seems to make sense, but something seems wrong.

"Master, that's impossible, why are my dad and grandpa fine?

They all have the surname Yi, how come they still have descendants? Are we all adopted?"

Cao Zhengshuang explained: "It's not like that. The main reason is that your surname is originally Riwu, but because the people in your courtyard are too violent, many people are oppressing you.

You were overwhelmed by them, so your Yi character was broken into two halves."

Hiss!

Yi Zhonghai thought about it and felt that there was some truth in it. He had been bullied by Cao Zhengshuang, Jia Zhangshi, Liu Haizhong and others during this period of time, and he was really overwhelmed by them.

"Then, Taoist priest, do you have a solution?"

"There are two."

"Please give me some pointers, Taoist priest."

"The first is to change your last name, and the second is to subdue all those who overpower you!"