Yin Yang paper

The forest is vast, and everything is silent.

In the deep jungle, there is only the sound of the engine roaring.

Qu He hugged the steamed bun tightly and huddled in a corner of the back seat, bouncing up and down his butt from time to time, but Qu Shuo, on the other hand, looked calm and didn't take it seriously at all.

This forest is called an insurmountable time and space by the locals, and it is also called a god by foreign tourists. They say that in the deepest part of it, the ancient Chinese civilization is hidden, and the secrets of isolation are engraved.

However, there is only one dilapidated temple here.

Qu He got out of the car trembling, lying on top of Mantou, and pressed Mantou until he whimpered.

Qu Shuo pulled him off Mantou's body, while Qu He protested, he grabbed Qu Shuo's body like an octopus.

"Oh my god, this place is so scary, what kind of place is this?" Qu He looked around and hugged Qu Shuo's neck with both hands.

Qu Shuo couldn't let him go, so he dragged him inside like this: "Qu Family Ancestral Hall."

"What? Ancestral hall? Why is it in this kind of place?"

Qu Shuo stepped forward and pushed open the painted wooden door. Despite the moss and broken bricks and broken tiles on the outside of the temple, the inside was clean and tidy with continuous incense sticks.

"Let go." Qu Shuo said, "Go, kneel down."

Qu He didn't move, Qu Shuo sighed lightly, then dragged him to kneel down on the futon together.

"The ancestors of the Qu family are enshrined here, come and recognize them," Qu Shuo said.

Qu He poked his head out from the back of Qu Shuo's neck to look at the rows of rankings. Although he was a little panicked, it might be because of his family. Qu He had a different feeling: "The top one is ours. Grandpa?"

Qu Shuo nodded: "The patriarch of the Qu family passed by this place when he was young and lost his way. Later, by accident, he ran into the place of death, but because he did many good deeds and had no evil results, he was released back to the world. Since then, he has a pair of eyesight The yin and yang eyes, the responsibility of the Qu family began from then on."

Qu He loosened his arms around Qu Shuo's neck, he swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly, "What, what responsibility?"

Qu Shuo turned his head. He didn't know whether it was because of the flickering candle or because Qu He was afraid. How could he see Qu Shuo's smiling expression: "Collect the soul."

Qu He heard him continue to say: "Didn't you ask me what kind of business the Qu family does? What they do is this dead business."

Qu He let go of his hand with difficulty, and sat down on the ground.

"So far, I'm sorry." Qu He hurriedly got up and wanted to run outside, but Qu Shuo closed the door first.

"I brought you to meet the adoptive father, and brought you here to worship the ancestors, do you think I will let you go again?" Qu Shuo pressed Qu He's left shoulder with an oppressive breath: "The adoptive father passed away, Dead souls that cannot return to their place will disturb the normal operation of the world, Qu He, this is your lifelong responsibility, and you cannot let it go."

Qu He shook his head and stepped back: "Don't, I don't have the great ideal of saving the common people, and don't you have you in the Qu family? You can do it too. Besides, if you don't want to leave it behind, I won't be left behind either." So many years?"

"Qu He!" Qu Shuo was a little annoyed, and Qu He didn't dare to speak anymore.

"The adoptive father is not a hard-hearted person, so he sent you out naturally for his reasons." Qu Shuo didn't seem to want to tell Qu He at first, but now he thought, it would be better if he said it earlier: "Your birthday It’s not very good, the yin energy is too heavy and you will be born with many diseases and disasters. Your biological mother also died on the operating table due to hemorrhage. They can only foster you to others to ensure your healthy growth."

Qu He was still quite upset: "Then, what about you?"

Qu Shuo just said, "I am your father's adopted son, that's all."

Qu He nodded and said nothing.

After the two stood like this for a while, Qu Shuo said again, "The Qu family needs you."

"But I don't know anything." Qu He struggled, he didn't want to take on the job, but he seemed to have a conscience to run away.

"Everything can be learned, you don't have to worry about it." Qu Shuo stepped forward and presented something from a wooden box under the queue, which looked very similar to the customs clearance document that Tang Seng kept holding in Journey to the West.

"This is a yin-yang note, but all the dead souls signed by you will be recorded in the book, and then they can pass through their reincarnation." Qu Shuo handed it to Qu He, who opened it to look, but it was still blank .

"It's ready." Qu Shuo said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Qu He's mind was still unclear.

"Go back to Qu's house, in City H, you can get there in half an hour." Qu Shuo said as he walked out of the temple, and carried Mantou, who had been guarding the door, into the car.

Qu He hurriedly put away the Yin-Yang paper and ran up, anyway, he only felt that Qu Shuo was safe by his side, and he was afraid of going anywhere alone.

This time Qu Shuo only made two detours in the dense forest before reaching the main road, which was much smoother.

"The ancestral hall is built here, won't others be suspicious when they see it?" Qu He asked.

Qu Shuo said: "No, they can't find it and can't get in at all."

"Oh......"

"You are actually different from what I imagined." Qu Shuo said suddenly.

"what?"

"Aunt An said that you were thin and small. When you were a child, you would cry whenever you made any noise. If you cried all night, no one could coax you. So I thought you would not be able to accept it when I told you this, but it seems that you can bear it. It's still pretty high."

Qu He replied hesitantly: "Ah... I really can't accept it..."

If one day a person tells you that your mission in life is to collect souls and catch ghosts, then whoever you put them on will think that this person is sick, and you may have to beat him up.But Qu He believed it. Although he was very scared, he didn't doubt anything Qu Shuo said.

Mantou felt his master's uneasiness, so he voluntarily tilted his head and lay on Qu He's lap to let him stroke his fur.

Qu He smiled, pouted at the steamed bun's head, and silently turned his head to look at the rare scenery outside the window.

Qu Shuo said half an hour's drive, and indeed it was only half an hour.

The car stopped at a private villa in H City, the gate opened, and Qu Shuo slowly drove Qu He around a huge fountain and flower beds full of roses.

Qu He looked at the exquisite villa in front of him, which exuded the smell of a capitalist family everywhere.

"Here we are, come down." Qu Shuo knocked on the car window.

Qu He, Mantou, and Mantou stood at the door and looked up at the white castle-like building, feeling a sense of desolation. There were even gray and green moss rubbed on his clothes from the temple.

Qu Shuo stepped forward and took Qu He's hand and walked up the steps. Two bodyguards stood on both sides and bowed down respectfully: "Third brother, young master."

Qu He quietly asked Qu Shuo, "They call you third brother?"

Qu Shuo replied, "It's just a title."

The interior of the villa is not the European-style decoration that Qu He thought, but Chinese classical style everywhere. What's interesting is that there is actually a rattan chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that connect to the back garden.

In addition, the tea sets on the mahogany furniture are not just decorations, but people often sit there and brew a pot.Whether it is partitions or stairs, even the borders of the corners are wooden reliefs.

The whole living room was full, but something was missing.

Qu He stared at the painting and calligraphy on the opposite side of the sofa and the mahogany sword hanging beside it before realizing that there is not even a TV in this house.

"Father likes to be quiet." Qu Shuo saw Qu He's doubts.

As soon as the words fell, someone came down from the second floor with slippers on. Hearing the voice, he looked very anxious. Qu He looked up curiously, and saw a woman with a happy face, wearing an ordinary floral cotton dress, with a little bit of hair. Messy, neither long nor short, just up to the shoulders, as if just woke up.

"Is the young master back?" The woman walked down the stairs step by step, but almost stepped on the air.

Qu Shuo strode over to help the woman, complaining a little: "No hurry, there's someone here, it's Qu He."

The woman's smile deepened, and she quickly combed her hair with her hands, and pinned the broken hair behind her ears: "This is faster than what was agreed, and I didn't prepare any delicious food."

Qu Shuo helped her walk down slowly: "Qu He, come, this is Aunt An."

Qu He stood there somewhat cautiously, especially when he saw the woman's eyes.

A woman is very beautiful, she must have been absolutely beautiful when she was young, but now she has wrinkles but is still very energetic, but the eyes are invisible.

"Aunt An." Qu He leaned over slightly, staring into her eyes a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of the box of exquisite snacks in the car, Qu Shuo said that Aunt An specially made them for him, it would be a lie not to be moved.How beautiful the soul must be to embellish such a small thing without seeing it.

"Young master." Aunt An grabbed her skirt and said with a crying voice: "Don't dislike Auntie, Auntie has bad eyesight, aren't you scared?"

Qu He shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's okay, Aunt An, I have to thank you for making the dim sum, it's delicious!"

"Really?" Aunt An was really happy: "Then I'll make it for you again. I've made the dough. The third child said that I'll be back tomorrow, so I'll just wait. Love to eat well, love to eat well , when you were a child, you loved to eat things made by your aunt, sweet things."

Qu Shuo answered, "Aunt An, shall I help you?"

"What are you talking about!" Aunt An touched Qu Shuo's arm and knocked on his forehead: "The kitchen is a place where women come in, you are always talking nonsense."

Qu Shuo pursed his lips and smiled lightly, then said: "Okay, then you can go, I'm already hungry."

In response, Aunt An let go of Qu Shuo's hand and groped her way to the kitchen.

Qu He whispered: "Don't you need help?"

Qu Shuo shook his head and looked at Aunt An's back: "She's so happy."

Qu He nodded, and the steamed buns at his feet rubbed against his legs, trying to be cute at him.

Qu Shuo said, "Go upstairs, I'll tell you about the family affairs."

Qu He followed and walked up, and halfway down he looked down at the living room, and suddenly the full decorations opened a way invisibly, allowing Aunt An to come and go freely in this house.

"Come with me." Qu Shuo called to him.

The two entered the room at the end of the second floor. There was not much decoration inside. White was the main tone, and it seemed that no one had ever lived there.

Qu Shuo closed the door, went to the window and opened the curtains, the sun suddenly poured down, and the room became more popular.

"This is your biological mother's room when she was alive." Qu Shuo said, "Later, the adoptive father went to live on the third floor by himself, and nothing here has been touched."

Qu He looked at everything here silently, he was completely unfamiliar with it, and couldn't find any impression.

There is a photo frame beside the bed, the man inside is Qu Xiaofeng, he is sitting on a chair, and beside him is a graceful woman, wearing a cheongsam, she has the gracefulness of Jiangnan water town, her hair is tied behind her head, slanted Inserted an emerald green hairpin.The woman smiled very softly, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Qu He's, and the tails of her eyes were full of style. She was really a rare beauty.

Qu He reached out and touched the corners of his eyes. He usually looked droopy at the corners of his eyes, which seemed a bit difficult to get along with, but when he smiled, he looked like a woman, slanted up, so charming.

"You are very similar to Madam." Qu Shuo said the same.

"You call her Madam?" Qu He sounded even more awkward. Why are the words in this person's mouth so different?

"I've never seen her, but everyone calls her that. He is the only wife of the adoptive father and the only wife of the Qu family."

Qu He knew it, but when he looked at it again, he was startled, and saw that the photo was not of two people, but three people, and Qu Xiaofeng was holding a child in his arms.

"Huh? Who is this? Me? No, it's not me..." Qu He was almost stupid, because Qu Shuo just said that his mother died when he was born.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, you have an older sister, Qu Meng, who just graduated at 24 this year and is now abroad." Qu Shuo was very calm.

"elder sister?"

"Yes, that's why they call me third brother, because I'm the third child to enter the Qu family."

"Then, how old are you this year?" Qu He looked at Qu Shuo, feeling that he seemed to be older than himself.

"25." Qu Shuo said.

Qu He mouthed the word oh, he is only 22 this year, really young. . .master.

The Qu family has its own listed companies, most of which are operating abroad, and Qu Meng is now fully managing them.

The male lead is outside, the female lead is inside, the Qu family defines it like this, even though Qu He complained: "I don't feel that I am outside the lead at all."

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly there was a high-pitched sound downstairs: "Hey, where is the person? I don't know if I'm coming back today? No one picked me up?" Then he lowered his voice a little: "Oh my aunt, why are you talking again?" Into the kitchen? Who? Quhe? He's back? Where is he?"

Qu Shuo glanced at his watch: "Let's go, it's time to eat, and I'll meet your sister too."

But Qu Meng is impatient. As soon as Qu Shuo opened the door, the tall and beautiful girl couldn't help but sneak in: "Third brother! Let me see the little skinny monkey."

"Who?" Qu He was taken aback.

Qu Meng swung her ponytail and grabbed Qu He's face: "The little skinny monkey looks handsome when he grows up."

Qu He chuckled: "Thank you, please let me go."