Wanbao Lady

Chapter 419 Food Luck

After a while, the eldest lady of the Shen family took out two identical embroidered handkerchiefs, both with a crescent-colored background and water lily patterns embroidered on them.

"Please look at these two handkerchiefs!"

Qin Lingshan was not good at this, so she just glanced around, but her attention was immediately caught by the embroidered handkerchief on the right.

Although Mrs. Qin was also attracted by the embroidered handkerchief on the right at the first moment, she maintained a mindset of studying and distinguishing. Moreover, as an experienced embroiderer with decades of experience, she paid more attention to details than the first impression, so she managed to treat them equally.

After looking and touching, I actually found some problems.

"The material of the silk handkerchief is exactly the same, and the pattern is exactly the same, but the stitches... the one on the right is a little rough, and the workmanship is not up to par; the one on the left is more delicate and even, and each stitch is just right, and there are some clever ideas in it, which can only be done by an experienced hand with many years of embroidery. In terms of skill, the one on the left is better. But..."

Madam Qin looked at the embroidered handkerchief on the right and hissed, "In terms of appeal, this one is obviously much better. The hibiscus flowers on it are so lifelike, as if they are about to come out! The embroidery thread..."

She carefully compared the two embroidery threads. "The colors are the same, and the materials are similar. But why does this one look more eye-catching?"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard his daughter beside him say faintly: "Because the embroidery thread on the right is not made by ordinary people!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room looked over and their expressions suddenly changed.

Having just encountered a real ghost incident, the words of this Miss Qin made them think in that direction...

"Miss Qin, you mean..." Mrs. Shen stood up suddenly, feeling nervous and excited.

Qin Lingshan pointed at the handkerchief, nodded and said, "Yes, there is ghost energy on this handkerchief! And it is the ghost energy of two kinds of ghosts. Although it is restrained very well, it is still there."

At this moment, the people of Pianyunzhuang suddenly realized what was going on, but at the same time they were extremely angry.

"Okay, you're colluding with ghosts to do something sinister!"

"I just said that our stuff is no worse than theirs, why are theirs more attractive?"

"Mother was right back then. Song Er Niang clearly had bad intentions and deserved to be expelled from our Pianyun Manor! But I never expected that her fame would rise because of collusion with ghosts!"

The family members talked to each other, venting the resentment that had been in their hearts for years.

But Miss Qin remained silent, her eyes fixed on the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, her face gloomy and unclear.

Seeing this, Madam Qin couldn't help but ask in a gentle voice: "But did you find anything else?"

Hearing this, Qin Lingshan nodded, her face gloomy, "This handkerchief is absorbing my luck!"

Moreover, these "luck" were not stored in the embroidery handkerchief. Instead, they seemed to be taken away by some mysterious existence and disappeared.

In her eyes, she saw two layers of very faint ghost energy attached to the embroidered handkerchief. The inner layer was like a greedy big mouth, sucking the "luck" in her body bit by bit. But the quality of the ghost energy was relatively low, and its owner should be a not very powerful ghost.

The outer layer covered and concealed the inner layer of ghost energy, so that even if a cultivator saw it, they would not be able to detect any clues. Moreover, the quality of the ghost energy was quite high, and its owner must be a great ghost.

Unfortunately, no matter how well you hide, nothing can escape her sharp eyes.

"Luck? This handkerchief can absorb people's good luck?" The second son of the Shen family said in disbelief.

"Yes, it can be understood that way."

This time, everyone was even more dumbfounded.

"If this person loses his good luck, won't he be unlucky?"

"Oh, if that's the case, then wouldn't the customers who bought their clothes be in trouble?"

"What is the intention of this black-hearted Song Er Niang?!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Lingshan's mind was filled with thoughts.

I heard from Madam Shen that Jinxiu Manor, owned by Song Erniang, has been open for ten years!

In the past ten years, countless items of clothing, handkerchiefs, round fans, and the like have been sold. Every time one item is sold, one person's good fortune is gradually eroded, and then he becomes unlucky.

And when all the good luck is eaten up...there is only one way out, which is death!

However, compared with other deaths, these deaths caused by bad luck are not "too conspicuous".

For example, choking to death while eating, falling into water, being hit by falling objects, falling while walking...

When encountering such a thing, most people would not care too much and would only sigh that the person is unlucky, not to mention attracting the attention of the government.

Even if the government cares, who would think about a piece of clothing or a handkerchief?

What's more, most people can't really see the ghostly aura on these embroideries! Be more careful when selling them, spread them out...

In this way, the mastermind behind the scenes can reap a large amount of people's good luck and rest easy.

But why does the other party need so much human luck?

Thinking of this, she immediately asked, "Where is Jinxiu Manor?"

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is the day.

Xu Shi.

After a busy day, Song Erniang had just returned to her bedroom and closed the door when she was suddenly startled.

There was a young woman in red sitting in the room, staring at her without blinking.

She was so scared that she screamed immediately, turned around to pull the door, but found that it was tightly closed and she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried.

As he kept shouting, he gradually realized that the people outside seemed not to have heard him, and no one came to check!

This time, even if she couldn't figure it out, she realized something was wrong.

I could only bite the bullet and asked tremblingly: "Who are you? What is your purpose here?"

But the woman in front of her looked at her with interest, and said sarcastically, "How interesting. You make clothes yourself, but only sell them to customers, but no one in the village wears them... Are you hiding something?"

Song Erniang's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She looked around and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. Please..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw the woman who was originally sitting on the stool appear in front of her as if she had teleported. Song Erniang was so frightened that her breathing suddenly stopped.

The woman was holding a brocade handkerchief in her hand, and she said in a low voice, "Tell me! Who gave you the embroidery thread on it?"

An invisible pressure enveloped the entire room, frightening Song Erniang so much that she immediately collapsed to the ground, terrified.

That fierce look seemed to torture her to death, making her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.

After struggling for a while, Song Erniang finally pointed outside with trembling teeth and said, "I don't know that man... but he would trade with us near the rocky ditch outside the city every month... Lady, spare my life!"

Having said that, she immediately prostrated herself on the ground.

"Rock ditch?"

Seeing the woman in front of her confused, Song Erniang quickly explained: "It's a steep ravine, which is shrouded in fog all year round. People can fall into it if they are not careful, so generally no one goes there."

The next moment, a ray of light suddenly hit her, and Song Erniang subconsciously blocked it.

However, he did not feel any pain in his body. Instead, after he put down his arms, the woman disappeared.

Seeing this, she immediately felt relieved.

But before she could stand up, she heard a voice in her ear: "I have already put a mark in your body, and someone will come to catch you later, don't even think about escaping!"

Hearing this, the skin on Song Erniang's face trembled twice. She was anxious and angry, and she fainted.