The Zombie Book Boy

There was a little blood dripping on the book, and after a while, with a swipe, the girl who was motionless opened her eyes."

Bai Jia raised her eyebrows, as if she had grasped the point: "You mean, he brushed his hand over the book, aiming at the girl?"

"Yes, yes, immortals are very skilled in spells." Pang Zhu blushed, and he didn't know how he could be so interested.

"It's quite powerful." Bai Jia was noncommittal, and took out the book in his arms. The leftover book was well placed inside. According to Pang Zhu's words, there must be something strange in this book. As for the Taoist priest, Whether it is a fairy or not is another matter.

Outside the courtyard, there was a small round table. The criminal steward accompanied the two old men, who were sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting. This is the man who guarded the mountain. Today, not only these two are here, but also the young and old. Yes, but they all have time to spare, and they are all outside helping to clean up the weeds.

The three of them are about the same age and have been together for a long time, so their words are not so polite.But one of the old men said: "Xing Tian, ​​I have a matter with Lao Wei, I don't know if it's appropriate for you to tell me?"

The Xingguan said: "two old brothers, how many years of friendship have we had, how come we are so out of touch today, what should we say?"

At this point, I saw another old man, called Lao Wei, who thought it over and over again: "I don't know if Lao Zhu and I have always been suspicious. Recently, I always feel that someone is thinking about these two mountains."

"How do you say that?" The criminal manager put down his teacup and said sternly.

The old guard then said: "People from all over the world know that our mountain belongs to the Pang family's private property and cannot enter it, but there are some people who don't pay attention and keep digging into it."

Hearing this, the Xing Guanshi breathed a sigh of relief: "Maybe it's the foreigner, I don't know so much"

Lao Zhu, who was the first to start, answered at this time: "They all speak with a local accent, and I have met more than once, and I have been told, but it doesn't work."

Speaking like this, it was quite strange, "Where did this matter start?", the criminal manager frowned.

That old Zhu went on to say: "It should be that time years ago. At first, Lao Wei and I thought the same as you did before, so we didn't pay much attention to it. It was only after we saw each other more times that we paid more attention and realized that The strangeness in it, I wanted to communicate with you, but unfortunately you had another incident, so I put it aside temporarily, now, since the young master is here, I will tell you."

Years ago?After pondering for a long time, the criminal manager said, "I've made a note of this matter." It seems that after he settles down here, he has to go back to the old house and discuss this matter with the master.

The cook boiled hot water and made tea again, then the old Wei Tu said, "There is one more thing I want to explain to you. Today, the mountain is not very peaceful, and all the living things ran to the top. I think there are powerful beasts coming here. Lao Zhu and I walked around a few times when we came, but we didn’t find it. You should be careful when you go to sleep at night. You need to sprinkle more insect repellent powder on the corners by the door. in case"

"Thank you brother for reminding"

Several people were talking, when they saw four boys coming out from the back of the courtyard, "Is Master Yuan Bao here?" The two old men hurriedly got up and called their family members over.

As soon as the two sides met, the criminal manager took the lead, recognized the person, exchanged greetings for a while and drank a few cups of tea before getting up and leaving.

After the person left, the criminal manager called Pang Zhu over, and Bai Jia was about to walk away when he heard a hum: "You come too."

The three of them entered a wing room in the backyard, which was obviously used as a temporary study room, the bookshelves and desks were all new, and the books and classics of the Four Treasures of the Study Room were neatly prepared inside.

"Master Yuanbao, sit down for a moment." The criminal steward dragged the wooden box from the side of the bookshelf, opened the lid, pointed to the half-filled account book, and said, "This is the account book from previous years. You may or may not read it, young master." Then he took out a page of letter paper from his cuff: "This is what the mountain guards have to do today, and it needs to be detailed and copied." It is neat.

Bai Jia glanced at it, clicked his tongue, and saw that the criminal manager took out several blank account books from the bookshelf, spread them out one by one on the desk, and said, "From today onwards, the account books will be reopened, young master, you have to learn watching"

"Grandpa Xing, I don't see these things." When he was in the academy, Pang Zhu couldn't even memorize the most simple formulas. If he was asked to settle the score, he would probably be stunned.

The criminal manager was not soft-hearted this time, he just said: "Master Yuanbao, I can rely on you for everything else, but this calculation will not accomplish anything, you must learn", this business can be left to others to take care of, but the money expenditure must always be taken care of. In his hands, he is old, and he can see it for a while but can't care about it for a lifetime.

Pang Zhu sat bitterly, and the criminal manager turned his head to look at Bai Jia again, and said, "Boy Bai, you do the copying, and then teach the young master one by one. After a while, I will come If you are taking the school exam, if the young master doesn't make much progress, you should be careful with your skin."

Bai Jia was dumbfounded, this is so good, how could it be burned on him again, what the hell, it's not as good as the academy.

There are two ledgers, one records fresh fruits and dried goods, and the other records fur and meat. The subjects are detailed, somewhat similar to the double-entry bookkeeping method of later generations. Although it is cumbersome, it is clear at a glance.

Bai Jia randomly picked out a few old account books and looked through them, and found that Pang Youjia still had a shop in the county seat, where all the products from the mountains were put on the shelves. Apart from these, the shop also sold some bacon and smoked sausages. It is self-produced and sold, and it seems to be profitable.

After the criminal manager left, he moved a chair and sat face to face with Pang Zhu. He couldn't find someone to replace his scribbles, so he had to take a brush and copy the previous account books.Simply, this new account is easy to open. The left is just how big the mountain is, how many pigs there are in the mountain, how many males, how many females, how many pigs are pregnant, or how many wild grapes, A few green apricots, a few jujube trees, a few hazelnut trees, a few chestnut trees, and so on, which are cumbersome and complicated, and the other ones have to wait for the harvest to be recorded.

After finishing the registration, he went out of the pen bank again, that is, there were five pigs sent to the butcher shop, and the amount of money sold would not be known until tomorrow. As for the money delivery, according to Pang's old rules, one Delivery once.Pang Zhu only had two hills in his hands, and he didn't have many accounts, so it was easy to manage.

"Let's see for yourself, if you don't know anything, ask again." After Bai Jia finished transcribing, she handed the account book to Pang Zhu.

Pang Zhu opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but before he could say it, Bai Jia blocked him back: "If you want me to be punished, just say so, otherwise, don't disturb my reading."

He moved the chair to the window by himself, and after sitting down, he took out the books in his arms. Pang Zhu blinked, feeling aggrieved, and curled up in the armchair with the books in his hands.

The booklet is thread-bound, two centimeters thick, and the cover is the most common blue color. On the top are written four large characters, talismans and heavenly scriptures. Since they are talismans, they are Taoist things. Although he doesn't know much about this thing, he only knows However, the most commonly used method for exorcising evil and avoiding disasters is sealing, such as sealing a zombie or something, and I don't know if it will work for him now.

Thinking this way, Bai Jia opened the cover, and his eyes were filled with bright red, but he saw a red ghost painting on the white page. If he remembered correctly, the book should have been blank before.

Bai Jia flipped through it casually, and saw that the book had 72 pages in total. The paper was neither Xuan nor silk, but it was soft to the touch but also firm. There was a talisman in the center of each page. Although they were different, the specifications and standards Like a seal engraved on it.

He remembered that these talismans should be painted with cinnabar, but from these ghostly painted talismans, he could smell a strong smell of blood, which was sweeter than any kind of blood he had sucked.

Bai Jia caressed one of the pages uncontrollably, just as his fingertips touched it, as before, the dormant power in his body was awakened, pushing and rushing out. This time, the force was stronger and the feeling was clearer. It began to change, the nails grew longer, and the teeth protruded.

Bai Jiadun felt bad, but he couldn't control it, so he turned his body slightly, trying to face Pang Zhu with his back as much as possible, just like this, the talisman on his fingertips twisted, and slowly, slowly Slowly peeling off from the paper, the whole process took only a few breaths, the exact same talisman flew out of the air, and at the same time, his previous changes dissipated.

When he held the book in front of his eyes and wanted to explore it, he heard a person coming from behind, followed by Pang Zhu's flattering voice: "Bai Jia, can I sit with you?"

Because of nervousness, Bai Jia held his breath, and now he vomited it all out, but he didn't want to, the air went straight to the book, and before he could react, he saw the talisman fly out and hit the window edge , issued a loud 'boom'.

27

There was a thunder on the flat ground, and the small courtyard was shaken. Just as the criminal manager was about to pass the threshold, he was caught off guard and stumbled into the mud. A handful of old bones could not withstand such a fall, and immediately fell on the ground and couldn't get up. up.

The first person to come was Wang Dashan. He had just added hay from the stables. Seeing this, he ignored the sound of horses neighing and donkeys braying from the livestock shed, and hurriedly put him on his back to run out. His head said anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up, go back to the study", although he is old, his hand strength is not weak, and he hit it with a 'crack' sound.

Wang Dashan had a good temper, shrunk his neck, and said: "Minister Xing, take it easy, don't fall down again."

The criminal manager didn't care about it: "Hurry up, the young master is still inside."

As soon as he turned around, the servants from outside came over shouting all the way: "What a big movement, it doesn't look like an earthquake, it looks like a thunderstorm in the blue sky, it's scary!"

"That noise sounded like it came from the backyard, and I don't know what caused the noise."

Running to the front, I saw the half of the criminal officer's robe.