Metaphysical Talisman Wife Fortune-telling Spirit: Orion eats chaff and I eat meat

"If you want some small money, free food and free accommodation, I will give it to you. Of course I can't give it to anyone who wants my inn."

"If you two are short of money and want to eat and sleep here for one night, just stay here. I don't want your rent or food. I just hope that you will tell the truth whether you have really met my son."

When the old man spoke, there were tears in his eyes, but he forced himself to remain calm.

Xiao Luoyi felt sad and knew that Sun Bingyi probably wouldn't believe him if he said what he had seen before.

After thinking about it, Xiao Luoyi drew a talisman on the spot and handed it to Sun Bingyi: "Wear this talisman close to your body and don't take it off when you sleep tonight. You will know it tomorrow morning."

The pretty young lady's strokes and talismans were drawn in such a smooth and smooth manner that Sun Bingyi was stunned for a moment: "Are you a member of the Taoist sect?"

Xiao Luoyi nodded: "Yes. We are destined to meet each other. Since I met Sun Youwei and promised to come back to spread the word, I will naturally keep it true."

She pointed to the front yard: "Please give us a room. Let's stay there first, eat something and rest. We'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

If Sun Bingyi believes in himself tomorrow morning, he can talk about other things.

If Sun Bingyi doesn't believe in him, he can just leave on his own without bothering him.

The couple took the little fox to live there.

That night, Sun Bingyi had a dream.

In the dream, my son, whom I had not seen for more than a year, was naked and lying in a pit with no trace of clothing on him. There was a hole in his chest that was bleeding.

"Dad, I'm so cold here. Please come and collect my body and take me back..."

Sun Bingyi had a long dream.

In the dream, he saw his son with those people who had come to eat and drink for free. He also saw those people grinning, stripping off his son's clothes and stabbing him in the chest. After his son died, he pushed his son into the pit. , walked away...

At the end of the dream, a young couple came to the pit. Seeing that all that was left of him was a skeleton, they kindly covered his bones with earth and buried them, and then agreed to send a message for him.

Sun Youwei curled up into a ball and reminded Sun Bingyi: "Those who harmed me will come again. You must not expose your flaws, otherwise it will be a disaster!"

"Cock, Cock, Cock..." The golden rooster croaked, and Sun Bingyi woke up. His face was full of tears. He couldn't sleep and sat up.

Following what his son said in his dream, Sun Bingyi pried open the mouse hole under the bed and took out a thousand taels of silver notes. Only then did he confirm that it was not because he missed his son too much that he dreamed of his son, but that his son really had a dream.

Before dawn, Sun Bingyi was fully dressed and sitting in the lobby.

The waiter who got up early to light the fire looked at a person sitting upright in the dark lobby and screamed in fright: "Mother!"

When he saw that it was actually the boss, the waiter patted his chest and was afraid: "My dear dad, boss, did you not sleep at night?"

Sun Bingyi glanced at the waiter: "It's none of your business. Go and work in the kitchen and prepare the best breakfast for the couple last night!"

"Yes." Although the waiter didn't understand why Boss Sun was suddenly so nice to the couple last night, he still obeyed and did as he was told.

After a while, the aroma of porridge, steamed buns, and meat mixed with the faint smell of fireworks filled the entire inn, and the sky gradually became brighter.

As soon as Xiao Luoyi and Chen Huaijin went downstairs, they saw their host Sun Bingyi waiting in the lobby of the inn.

Sun Bingyi said nothing, just stood up, dusted off his clothes, and bowed respectfully to the couple. Xiao Luoyi and Chen Huaijin looked at each other and understood: Sun Bingyi believed it.

"You two have breakfast first, and we'll talk after dinner." Sun Bingyi was not in a hurry, and asked the waiter to serve the deliciously fried onion-flavored meatloaf, white fat pork buns, millet and pumpkin porridge...

Xiao Luoyi and Chen Huaijin tasted a few mouthfuls and both thought it tasted very good, so they immediately started to enjoy it.

Even the little fox, holding the onion-flavored meat pie in his two little paws, was also eating with great enthusiasm, and from time to time he would take a cautious sip of millet pumpkin porridge.

Looking at the white fox sitting on the bench and eating breakfast, Sun Bingyi's eyes flashed slightly: This little lady is not an ordinary person, even this fox is familiar with human nature.

After Xiao Luoyi and Chen Huaijin finished eating, they looked at Sun Bingyi, who made an invitation gesture and asked them to follow them to yesterday's accounting room.

As soon as he entered the door, Sun Bingyi knelt down towards the two of them: "Please help me!"

Xiao Luoyi sighed: "I let your son fall asleep last night and explained it to you. Do you believe it?"

Sun Bingyi kowtowed: "I believe it! Among the people who came to fight Qiufeng before, there were those who attacked him!"

It was clear that they had killed their son with their own hands, but they still pretended to be his friends, passed on fake messages, ate and drank together, and even tried to set up their own inn!

When he thought of this, Sun Bingyi's eyes turned red: "They are so cruel!"

Xiao Luoyi looked at the old man who was trembling with hatred, and explained softly: "I only promise to send his soul home, and then tell you his burial place, and you can find a way to bring him back." Buried.”

"I know! I know..." Sun Bingyi nodded and took out an envelope from his lapel. "This is my little thought. I am grateful to you two for your kindness. Please don't dislike it."

Xiao Luoyi took the envelope: "You go find a piece of your son's underwear and I will store your son's soul in the clothes. When you bring back his bones, you can bury him with the underwear. "

"Okay, okay..." Sun Bingyi found a piece of his son's inner garment. Xiao Luoyi tied it up like a rag doll and asked Sun Bingyi to hold it in his hands.

"Ali, come here." Xiao Luoyi shouted, and the little fox immediately jumped from the table to Xiao Luoyi's arms, tilted his head: "Zhizhi..."

The moment the invisible and colorless soul fell into the body of the rag doll, Sun Bingyi clearly felt that the rag doll in his palm was heavier and a little colder.

My son's soul...is back!

Sun Bingyi burst into tears, but tried not to cry.

"Okay, put this rag doll on the bed in his room and cover it with a quilt. When you go to find his bones, take this rag doll with you and he will lead you to find his own bones..."

Xiao Luoyi gave some more instructions before saying goodbye and preparing to leave.

Sun Bingyi was grateful for Xiao Luoyi's meticulousness and enthusiasm. Seeing that they were about to leave, he thought for a while and called Xiao Luoyi: "Ms. Xiao, there is something that my son has told you?"

"What's the matter?" Xiao Luoyi looked confused.

"I heard that you two are going to Western Yunnan. Western Yunnan used to be the territory of King Pingxi. I thought it might be helpful to tell you about it for your next trip... Before my son got into trouble, he was working for King Pingxi. of."

Xiao Luoyi and Chen Huaijin looked at each other and said in shock: "King Pingxi? Didn't he die two years ago?"

Sun Bingyi nodded and elaborated. (End of chapter)