It appeared three days in a row, and it happened to be the fifth watch. Could it not be scary? ! "
The monk glanced at the sky, and finally opened his mouth with cherished words, and only said two words coldly: "Where are the people?"
Hearing this, the court waiter immediately thawed and came back to life. He pointed to a bend in the wall in the distance and hurriedly said: "Just left! Maybe I haven't entered the door yet! I recognize the abandoned house of the Jiang Family Medical Hall. Master, I, I will take you there?"
However, soon, the court waiter regretted that he wanted to slap himself: Let your mouth be fast!
How hard it was for him to walk with a human-shaped icicle in this cold winter. The waiter felt that in just a few alleys, he was about to give up half his life. He glanced at the young monk from time to time, and came down several times, but he didn't dare to ask a word he wanted to ask. He only remembered a small mole on the monk's neck.
Before the waiter was frozen to death, they finally reached the corner of the back alley of the Jiang Family Medical Hall.
As the waiter had expected, the scholar, who couldn't carry his shoulders and hands, hadn't even entered the door yet, and was walking down the alley with the food box moving step by step.
The strange thing is that he whispered to himself as he walked, and his voice was different, sometimes it was clear and pleasant, and sometimes it was hoarse and dull.
"Did you go up Lishan yourself to catch a chicken for me? According to this schedule, will you be able to come back before the first month?" This is the clearer one.
"It's always faster than the one who can't walk." This is the low-pitched one.
"I think you probably don't want to live anymore."
"No talent, I just died three years ago."
"… "
The scholar played the two roles, and eloquently deduced "Why is it so sick?", and then, he slipped into the courtyard like a piece of paper along the cracks in the dilapidated and mottled walls of the Jiang family. .
The waiter behind the wall accidentally watched the whole process, and was so frightened that he wanted to run away. His feet were raised, and he remembered that there was a frozen monk sticking beside him. He impatiently took out a purse, shoved it into the master's arms without saying a word, and said "talk to express my heart", and people were already running out of Erli.
The monk frowned and glanced at the purse in his hand.
I don't know how long this thing has been washed, it has long been unrecognizable, and it has an old oily smell.
He almost raised his hand and wanted to throw the unclean thing, but the rope was about to leave his hand, and he was hooked back with one finger. With a face of disgust that was neither too strong nor too light, he quietly walked to the door of the Jiang Family Medical Hall with a rag purse.
The waiter who fled back to Jiuweiju leaned against the wall and panted for a long time, and then he even described what he had just seen to the watchman who was watching the stall for him. Said: "I suddenly feel that the master is a little familiar."
"You are guarding this stall all day, and there are so many people going from south to north. Naturally, everyone is familiar with each other." The watchman said angrily.
"..." The waiter took a deep breath and straightened up, his eyes swept over the green wall he was supporting inadvertently, and his eyes suddenly stopped.
On the blue wall was a notice of sea arrest from half a month ago, but it was a little unfortunate that it snowed heavily just after it was posted. Once the notice was frozen and drenched, the picture was so mottled that it was impossible to see the portrait the next day. Even the waiter who set up the stall early only caught a glimpse at that time, leaving a vague impression.
Now, most of the notice has been peeled off, leaving only the neck of the portrait, and a small mole on the side of the neck is vaguely visible, which is exactly the same as the neck of the master just now.
The clerk was instantly shocked: This is a criminal who has a heavy reward!
The author has something to say:
I'm here again~
This article may be more bloody, Xuan Miangong, Xue Xianshou, don't be wrong ~ still 1vs1, he, what! ~
Note[1]: The first paragraph is the original source of inspiration, which is adapted from Lang Ying's "Seven Repairs Class Draft", the original text: the father of my friend Jin Mao, at the end of Chenghua, a tourist in Xinhui County, Guangdong, one day, early tide Fang Ping, a dragon fell from the sky on the battlefield. The fishmen each used the wood they carried to beat him to death. Officials and people came to watch him. It was tall and handsome, its length was several dozen feet long, its head and feet were scaled and horns were like a picture. , but the belly is mostly red. This can be described as obvious.
Chapter 2 The Paper Man (2)
The Jiang Family Medical Hall is located in Yanchao Lane. Most of the wooden parts of the house were burned in the fire three years ago. Now only the westernmost half of the wing is left, which can withstand the wind and rain. It's not very useful, it shouldn't be fooled, but it can hide ghosts.
Jiang Shining, the son of the Jiang family who was not as good as the weak crown, just lived as a lonely ghost in his own house.
After he slid into the house through the crack in the wall, he was delayed for a while, but his mouth was not idle—
"Is the door and the wing across the East China Sea?" The clear voice couldn't hold back anymore.
Jiang Shining opened his mouth and said, with a tuberculosis face turned to the sky