Chapter Forty-Eight: An Unexpected Spirit
"After I warned them, they ignored me, and then I kept my original intention, and I fell asleep at dawn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Chen Tianyou stared at the pair of red embroidered shoes, in a trance, it was reminding him that last night was not a dream.
"What then?" Yan Chuxin felt a little anxious.
"I can only wait, because there are still people visiting here during the day, and they are popular, so they are even more reluctant to come out."
Today is the weekend, and the number of people who come to the ancient town has doubled, and the people who have entered the museum one after another have arrived one after another, and the yin qi in the museum has dissipated a lot.
Although Chen Tianyou and Yan Chuxin didn't sleep well last night, they were young and in good health, and they didn't feel sleepy now, but for the sake of working at night, Wu Fangfang found someone to take them to his home in Dongzha to rest.
At noon, they washed up, went to the town for two meals, went around a few times, took a look at the scenic spots in Xizha, and then it was the closing time of the three-inch golden lotus.
With the experience of the previous day, they were accustomed to the bluffing crying, laughing and soundtrack, and they were also accustomed to the terrifying atmosphere created by the more than 800 pairs of small shoes in the museum.
The two of them sat in the corner of yesterday's wall, waiting for them to appear.
Chuxin stroked the amulet on his chest and asked Chen Tianyou: "You said that this amulet is so powerful, will they dare not approach?" I forgot to take it out of my bag yesterday. ā
"This amulet should be able to help you ward off evil spirits, and they don't dare to get on your body for the time being. Rest assured, they're definitely going to show up, and they seem to love the shoes. ā
Tianyou leaned against the root of the wall, thinking about the battle strategy for a while,
After waiting for most of the night, Chuxin relaxed his vigilance, yawned, and was a little bored. But this exhibition hall is large, and the light can't shine in the daytime, and it is even colder in the early morning.
"God bless, lend me your coat." Chu Chu tugged at Tianyou's sleeve, but he didn't react.
"Hey! Did you hear that? Lend me the clothes. ā
As soon as Chuxin's words fell, Tianyou took off his clothes abruptly and threw them on top of Chuxin's head.
Chuxin was a little angry, and her head was covered, and it took a while to break free before she tore off the coat, and as soon as she put it on her body, she saw an amazing scene.
Tianyou was writhing towards her, and at his feet was a pair of golden embroidered shoes, which were flat shoes, embroidered with delicate flowers. But men's feet wear small shoes and can only barely be tucked into their toes.
Seeing him walking towards her in a charming manner, Chuxin had a very strange feeling, she remembered what Tianyou told her in the morning, could it be that he was taken on this time?
"God bless, God bless? What are you doing? Chu Xin asked tentatively.
The facial features on Tianyou's face are still his, but that expression is not what a man should have at all, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are all plays, and Chuxin almost thought that he would babble and sing.
"Are you a ghost?"
Tianyou smiled and leaned back and said, "Guess? ā
Chuxin almost rolled his eyes, and his tone was unpleasant: "I don't guess!" You tell me directly. ā
He looked at her with amusement and said, "I'm not human. ā
Talking nonsense again, Chuxin also saw that she was not a human being.
Chu Chu thought for a while, and then asked, "My eyes can see ghosts, but why can't I see you?" ā
"Ghosts? I don't know what you mean by ghosts. Tianyou shook his head, it didn't look like a disguise.
"Demons are spirits after death. What dynasty are you? Haven't heard of a similar legend? ā
Tianyou looked confused and said, "We are really not human, and we have no life and death. ā
"And what exactly are you?" Chuxin is really impatient to speculate.
Tianyou lifted one leg, shook the shoes on his feet with his toes, and replied, "Oh." ā
Chu Chu looked at it for a while, then understood what he meant, and exclaimed, "You are these little shoes?" ā
Tianyou nodded.
No wonder they can't see it, after hundreds of years, this shoe has become a monster. Tianyou blinked and looked at Chuxin, she felt panicked.
"Do you have a name?"
Tianyou smiled bitterly and replied, "Name? We only remember that the master's name is Lingyun, Yanran, Xiaohong, and Mrs. Li, where do we have a name? ā
Chuxin also felt that he had asked a stupid question, and said, "Your daily pleasure is to play tricks on people?" Yesterday I was on my body, and today I occupy his territory? ā
Tianyou shook his head aggrievedly and said: "There are few people here during the day, and we don't dare to come out, and it will be even more lonely at night. ā
"What's the deal with those vanished shoes?"
"These shoes are like your human flesh, and we are what you call 'ghosts' or 'spirits'. The reason why the flesh does not rot is because the spirit body is still there. ā
"Then you mean the shoes are missing because the spirit of the shoes is gone?"
Tianyou nodded.
When Chu Chu suddenly thought of Ai Hong, could he disappear one day? She asked, "How long do spirits generally exist?" ā
"It's all bad, it depends on how strong your own ideas are."
Chen Tianyou sighed, it was a pure woman's sigh, this was a woman's shoe, so even its spirit body was more charming.
He lamented: "Our life is very monotonous, and what we know is limited to what our master sees and hears. Some of them weep all day long, resenting the abandonment of their husbands; Some are bent on keeping men's hearts, and women are embarrassed by women; Some died of depression because they married someone they didn't love. ā
This ancient woman is indeed pitiful, and the feudal patriarchal patriarchal system and feudal moral norms make the relationship between men and women a master-slave and respectful relationship. From the father at home, from the husband when married, and from the son when the husband dies, a woman's life revolves around a man. These small shoes have witnessed one marriage tragedy after another, and this inhumane approach to suppressing human nature is incomprehensible to the original intention.
Pursuing this period of history, there was foot binding in the Tang Dynasty, and it is impossible to know when and where it began. It is generally believed that the people of the Song Dynasty regarded women's small feet as beautiful, so the Northern Song Dynasty Shenzong Yuanfeng was the period when it became popular. This behavior is mainly prevalent in high society, and women have to wrap their feet tightly with cloth from early childhood, so that the foot bones are deformed and the foot shape is small, resulting in walking like a child, and can only walk on the heel. This deformed aesthetic may have a lot to do with the prosperity of science in the Song and Ming dynasties, women are accessories, so they have to cater to the aesthetics of male perversion.
Chuxin Ping often sees more ghosts and demons, and the last time I dealt with monsters was in Pingyao. She had never imagined that the shoes she had been wearing on her feet were also spirits, and she didn't seem to have enough respect for them.
However, these small shoes carry the blood and tears of women's oppression, and the resentment in them is naturally heavy, and it is reasonable to refine them into monsters. (To be continued.) )