"Now"
The poor Jinshi Quzhi was demoted to Sitan County, a small county in the south of the Yangtze River, because he was falsely accused of plagiarism by the emperor's consort.
That's not the worst.
A murder also occurred during his tenure.
Bizarre, serial, murder.
The dead have one thing in common:
They were all poisonous insects that invaded the body and died suddenly.
However, crisis is also opportunity. ——The governor who is about to come to clear the prisons with orders, cherishes talents and often makes special recommendations.
Qu Zhi burned up the lamp and carefully examined the insect corpses collected from the corpse, regardless of his body trembling due to instinctive revulsion:
Even the smallest insects can reach the nine heavens.
This is the case.
The same goes for revenge.
——The other side.
A few years later, Yuyao, a businesswoman whose family was in trouble because her mother was rumored to be a "witch girl" by many people, returned to Sitan County.
With her two little urns.
It is said that when hundreds of insects enter the urn, the victor turns into a poison.
The fearful servant pretended to be nervous when passing through the customs inspection, which attracted the soldiers guarding the city to come to confirm.
After Yuyao deceived her with soft words, she rode sideways on her Yunnan horse and condescendingly pulled the nanny into the power fence veil:
"No need to test, I just come back to kill people."
"Please forgive me, miss! I'm just afraid. They found out that I was a refugee and drove them away. That's why I lost my temper..."
"Watch your mouth. You are afraid that there will be one more refugee in Sitan County, but you have never thought that I can make one less person in the world?"
…
At the end of the confrontation, both sides discovered that the opponent had the same object as their own -
Those made of Miao silver and of the same shape,
Butterfly hairpin.
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Past
Badai in the village died overnight.
Old Badai was hanging on a stilt building, with a venomous snake around his neck like a rope.
The bus went across the Wind and Rain Bridge, dragging the sacrificial robe behind it on the river bed.
Little Badai was lying in the Lusheng Ping with a centipede on his chest as long as his forearm.
Amanganai said,
It's a voodoo girl!
The voodoo girl poisoned them to death!
But the bewitched girl...
Wasn't the Gu girl already burned on the knife ladder?
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Summary
At the end of the story, the storyteller Jianzi accompanied the fishing drum and sang a newly composed Taoist sentiment:
"The kind of poison I'm going to talk about can turn a lady into a prostitute and a prince into a beggar."
"But it doesn't need to descend, let alone touch. Even the spell only has two simple words - hey, everyone can say it, everyone can say it."
"Some people don't know it's a voodoo, but they've raised it and controlled it to perfection; some people know it's a voodoo, but they allow it to be reincarnated by the three pure spirits and the four emperors, and there's no way to get rid of it~"
"These two words are-"
Intention: for dignity, for the dignity of creation. For freedom, for freedom of expression.
