On the seventh day of the first month, Yanjing.

This year's spring came particularly early, and in five or nine days, two or three peach blossoms had bloomed on the peach blossom branches next to the Taihe Gate, restlessly wanting to share the light with the red plum on the palace wall.

Because it is the seventh day, according to the past custom, the emperor gave a banquet to the courtiers of grace in the temple of heaven. From noon to the palaces, the lights were turned on, and the young emperor, who had just ascended the throne, finally got tired, so the singing and dancing stopped, and the courtiers went back to the mansion drunk.

On the first watch, because there were clouds, the moon was not clear. The door of the small mansion in the thirteenth lane of Baile Fang in the west of the city quietly opened, and the whistling night wind blew the two lanterns on the lintel squeaked, which frightened the people inside to close the door.

"This dead-skinned, rotten-boned dog! I can't go to Fengtian Temple, and I don't know how to be lazy and go home early when I'm on duty! I don't know where to hold a woman and drink flower wine! Drink, drink! Drunk to death with that rotten bone scum! The woman in her thirties scolded and walked back with her handkerchief. After taking two steps, I saw the thin woman facing each other from the railing under the eaves, and the resentment in my chest exploded like a cannonball stained with wine!

"Look at what you see! The master promised to come back to teach Tong'er to study, and he couldn't see you in the house! ”

"Yes, ma'am......" The young concubine bowed her head in fear, and quickly disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

"Phew! Bad luck! The main room took a sip, and suddenly a biting cool breeze came from nowhere, piercing her neck, "Sizzle......"

The moon was pulled into the shadow by the clouds again, and only a thin layer of light was left that shone the ghostly courtyard in a miserable and miserable light. The woman was already afraid, but at this time the cool breeze was blowing, and her ears seemed to be haunting if there was nothing, whether it was a cat meow or a ghost crying...... She remembered the rebel who was executed at the gate of the vegetable market in Dongshi not long ago, she was too timid to look at it, and heard Mrs. Wang at the door say that cutting people is like chopping melons and vegetables, and the blood is flowing like a river, and every miserable white head can't close its eyes......

Thinking about it like this, the whimpering sound in the wind became clearer, and the wind piercing into the neck seemed to become more piercing. She no longer dared to be in the courtyard of the courtyard, and the Taoist Bodhisattva told the Buddha and walked back to her house.

The concubine returned to the west house where she lived with a melancholy stomach, her master was only a small five-rank official in the court, and his family was powerless, and he couldn't afford to live in the mansion of the powerful in the east of the city. She is not a particular person, she is from a lowly background, and it is a blessing in her life to be able to marry into an official family. It's just that the housewife is mean, and her life is like a fire, she sighs about her bumpy livelihood, and dismantles her hair in a daze at the chaotic mirror.

After less than a moment's pause, she blinked, realizing that something seemed to be reflected in the mirror...... She was startled at first, but soon realized that the chubby figure was very familiar. The originally gray and cold chest suddenly became hot again, and the gloomy fog disappeared in an instant. She stood up suddenly, and the moment she stood up, her neck seemed to be pierced with a cold wind, and she didn't care about it and walked around the yarn cabinet happily: "Master!" Why don't you come back and say hello......"

Unfortunately, she could no longer say the following words, and her eyes were full of only a fat body hanging on the screen, and a miserable white head staring at her......

Five watch days, Yanjing City Xibai Le Fang, thirteen lanes. The wind was still quiet in the alleys, and the only sound that could be heard was the roaring of torches, occasionally mixed with a whisper or two, and soon fell silent again. No one noticed that behind a door diagonally across the alley lay a pair of confused and curious eyes.

She just wanted to exclaim, but her master covered her mouth and dragged her back to the house desperately. So she saw only one look, and that glance was enough for her heart to palpitate.

"Don't talk! Don't make a sound! Forget the one you saw tonight! The man's voice in her ears trembled more than his body, "Let him know, our family has to be the same as the other door!" ”

He?

Her frightened eyes widened, and she remembered that there seemed to be a unique and unusual figure in the endless flow of figures.

The man was tall and slender, and his crimson flying fish suit reflected a soft light in the firelight, like his eyes half-hidden in the shadows, warm and affectionate. Yes, the first thing she felt when those eyes gave her was gentleness, and it was because of this that she felt like she had seen a hellish Shura.

Who would look at the corpses lifted out with a smile on their lips, as if looking at their beloved lover.

If it's not Shura, it's an evil ghost.

"Overseer, there are more than thirteen members in a family, and the corpses are almost stiff, and they should have died at the same time." Zifan's big stall came out with the last sentence. He was a man, and most of the ordinary corpses knew when they died at a glance. There are no waste people in the east factory, and everyone who can sit on the main stall has a stunt.

As for the one......

"How did you die?" He asked idly, as if he was not asking about thirteen lives, but about cats and dogs on the side of the road.

The big stall head looked embarrassed, he had lived for nearly forty years and rarely had a place where he was difficult on the corpse, but this time he was difficult: "The surface of the corpse has no injuries or marks, no dirt or dirt and no water, no different color on the skin and nails, and no dirt and blood flowing out of the mouth and nose." Subordinate...... I can't see the details for a while. ”

"Huh?" The man picked a slightly higher note, and his eyes finally showed the first real smile of the night, but everyone shuddered with laughter, "Interesting." Is there a way to die that you can't even see? ”

Before leaving, he hid the handkerchief in his sleeve and lightly swept the "Wangfu" plaque hanging on the opposite side, and someone immediately waved his hand at the bottom: "The overseer is at ease, his subordinates will cook." ”

He just glanced at it, didn't say anything, closed his cloak, looked back at the mansion that was already empty, and squinted slightly: "Really, interesting." ”

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"Interesting! It's so much fun! The young man on the donkey cart slapped his legs and laughed, his round face was full of red smiles, and he couldn't help but be happy, "The dignified martial arts alliance leader actually issued a long sky order to recruit heroes to find a pug for him!" Isn't that so much fun!! ”

There were three people squeezed on the swaying donkey cart, and he smiled heartily and slapped it, and the body trembled, and the two donkeys in front of him quacked and screamed, and there was a momentum of running away and throwing the brothers on the car away.

A little girl leaning on the front of the car hurriedly grabbed a long pole, pulled up a hemp rope with her hands and feet, tied two radishes, shook her wrist, and the radish accurately hung on the donkey's mouth.

With a bite to eat, the donkey continued to pull the cart along the bumpy dirt road.

After pacifying the donkey, the little girl sat back in her thatched pile and looked at the young man bitterly: "Brother Yu, you can be light, we can rent these two donkeys and the car, and we will have to pay them back when we arrive in Xiangyang!" ”

"Uh......" The young man scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and said with a smile, "I can save it!" Save! Ay! What is it called, Brother Yu Yu! Everyone is a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes! Informal! Call Brother Yu! ”

Although it was just the first time they met, the little girl didn't recognize her life, and simply called "Brother Yu", which made the young man smile and respond. After the joy was over, his interest was still on the dog that the martial arts alliance leader had lost: "Sister Qin, do you think this old man of the martial arts alliance leader is crazy?!" A dog is also worthy of such a stirring up of the people, and he really thinks that he has become the emperor of the soil??? ”

Qin slowly thought about it seriously, and replied seriously: "Maybe people really like that dog very much?" ”

"Humph!" A third man's voice rang out on the flat ground.

The two were stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was from the man who had fallen asleep in the haystack after getting into the car in the corner. The man's hair was disheveled, and he was tied into knots with oil stains to cover most of his face, and the only chin that was exposed was also covered with mud, not to mention the clothes. A piece of blue cloth on the left, a red cloth on the right, colorful and never the same, ugly and refreshing.

At a glance, you can see that it is a disciple of the beggar gang.

When the young man saw him squeaking, he greeted him warmly: "This beggar brother, it's so boring to sleep, let's chat together to pass the time on the road!" ”

The beggar gang didn't move, but just changed his posture and nested there, and a thick sleepy voice came out of his messy hair: "You're right, that old man is an out-and-out madman!" As he spoke, he opened his mouth and curled up to ignore the two of them.

The two looked at each other again, Yu Chi had always been broad-hearted, and he didn't take his eccentricity to heart at all, and instead jumped the topic to Mrs. Tang's 80th birthday next month.

Qin Chu took out half a steamed bun from his small baggage, and while listening to his chatter, he broke the steamed bun and ate it in pieces, but his heart was entangled in the dog that the martial arts alliance leader had lost.

In this way, bumpy all the way, nagging all the way, dozing all the way, the three of them finally arrived in Xiangyang. Qin slowly led the donkey to return the carriage to the post station, retrieved the deposit, and distributed it to the other two. She carefully tucked the money bag back to her chest and patted Fang Anxin: "Take care of those two, say goodbye!" See you soon! ”

"Sister, I said that you are young alone...... Yu Chi looked at it slightly, "It's only twelve or three, and your father and mother will let you go out alone?" ”

Qin Slow, who had already stumbled towards the market, turned around when he heard this, and waved his hand at him: "I'm sixteen!! ”

"Huh? Yes! Then if you have something, come to this city to find me in the Yang Dart Bureau!! Yu Chi shouted, and she didn't know if she heard it, so she saw a small person disappear into the crowd in a puff of smoke, "Alas...... The little girl is quite pathetic, isn't she, brother? ”

As soon as he turned around, the beggar gang hero who was still napping in the corner was gone.

After saying goodbye and finishing the letter, Qin slowly stood hesitantly in a noodle restaurant with his burden, and suddenly a half-ear-by-ear and half-familiar shout suddenly came from behind: "Hey! Chick! ”

She looked back in a daze, and the beggar gang hero stood in front of her frankly, his beard was still unshaven, and he was still lazy: "Do you want to invite the master to eat a bowl of noodles!" ”

Subconsciously touched her money bag, she muttered: "I'm poor......"

"I'm poorer!"

"......" Qin looked at him in a daze, as if he had never seen such a brazen person, and he was dragged in before he could return to his senses: "Let's go, my master, this temple of the five internal organs is about to collapse with hunger!" ”

The noodle shop is not big, and the shop is very simple, but there are surprisingly many people. The beggar helped the disciple drag Qin slowly, and it was easy to find half a table in a corner place. It was originally a table, but it was split in half by the stingy shopkeeper's knife, one on the left and the other on the right.

Qin was leaning against the right side of the wall, while the other half was sitting alone, with a bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him, a pair of chopsticks inserted diagonally into it, and a handful of white noodles with green onions had been formed into cakes......