Out of the Liumin Lane is a piece of hilly land that is not high, in the early summer season is overgrown with green grass, over the hills, at the foot of the mountain by the water is the Yizhuang Temple, even the mountain gate does not have one, just stand more than a dozen houses, some have been dilapidated, close to the side of the road one is quite neat, the plaque hanging on the door is blurred by the wind and sun, there is a stone incense burner with mottled black light in front of the door, at a glance this is the small temple of the Taoist priest.

On the left side of the small temple is a vegetable field that has been reclaimed, and some melon beans planted by Wang Laodao are lush and green. Behind the small temple is a cemetery of Yizhuang, with a number of tombstones erected. Before the four-haired man entered the house, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Bullnose ..... the king liar...... Lai Pi Lao said, I have sent you alms, but I have not come out to greet you. ”

After calling for a long time, no one answered. Simao walked around the main hall, did not see a figure, and then turned out of the back door, only to see an ox cart parked in the courtyard, the ground guard accompanied by an official messenger was coming out of the spiritual room, followed by two old farmers who looked like people. This land security and official are also very familiar with Simao.

The official's surname is Liu, because there is a mole on the back of his neck, and he is born with more than three inches of hair, and he does not shave it off in plain life, and because Liu Heliu has the same sound, he is nicknamed Liu Pumao, and he is the official of the fast class in the third class. In the Qing Dynasty, the county yamen was divided into three classes: soap, strong and fast, and the soap class was responsible for standing and executing when the county was promoted to the court to ask about the case; Zhuang class, also known as the people's strong, bears matters such as poor strength, urging science, and levying comparisons; Kuaiban is also known as fast arrest, responsible for arresting rapes and thieves, solving cases, releasing prisoners and other matters, Liu Pumao is doing this business. Seeing him and Dibao appear at the same time, followed by the hired people, Simao understood what was going on, and he greeted him with a smile: "Brother Liu, did you meet the ownerless corpse?" ”

Liu Pumao spat on the ground: "It's really fucking bad luck today, I met such a drowned ghost in my life, and I ran away in a hot day, and I had to settle the case when I went back." ”

Di Bao's surname is Zhou, and he is accompanied by a smiling face: "Liu Tou, who said it wasn't?" Encountering such a stranger drowned here, causing a room of people to run errands under the poisonous sun. You see it's already dark, I've already prepared wine and dinner, how about we have two cups of drink? ”

"How embarrassing is that?" Liu Pumao smiled and said, "I'll invite you." ”

Zhou Dibao's face turned red and he looked very angry: "What is this called, it's my land, if you let you have a treat, I won't see anyone in the future." Besides, don't blame me for not recognizing you as a brother. ”

Liu Pumao was half helpless, half very regretful: "Look at you, aren't you in a hurry?" If I want to be humble, it will be half-hearted, but I said it, only this once, and you are not allowed to rob me next time. ”

Simao had a very envious expression on his face: "Zhou Dibao, Brother Liu, what are friends, you two are called friends, or true friends, tsk tsk......."

In a series of praises from Simao, the two people stood shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, and strode in the direction of Zhouzhuang.

Looking at the distant figures of the two, Simao snorted disdainfully. Turning his head, he saw that the two people were setting up a car, obviously preparing to go home, and then stepped forward and asked, "Two big brothers, do you see Wang Daoshi?" ”

"He's still in the mourning room, cleaning the dead." One of the people replied angrily.

"Where's this guy who just sent it? How did he die? Where did you die? Simao asked in a row.

The man cherished words like gold: "Drowned in the ditch in the mountain behind Zhouzhuang, stranger." ”

Simao nodded, and before he could ask again, the two had already picked up the ox, grabbed the ox rope, and drove the ox cart away, obviously unwilling to say more.

Simao glanced thoughtfully at the spiritual room in front of him, and walked over with a step. Since the memory of playing Simao, I often mixed with this Wang Taoist priest, in addition to burning incense and wishing or extending the doctor's medicine, and then worshiping the ancestors, the surrounding people rarely come to this Yizhuang Temple, mainly because the spiritual room here is parked with some ownerless abandoned corpses, thinking about it is mad. However, Simao didn't seem to have any scruples at all, and the first time he came, he dared to break into the mourning hall to uncover the linen list to see the dead body, and Daoist Wang also felt incredible. Later, once he drank too much wine and told Simao that he was not a mortal, and he was born to eat yin and yang rice. Simao asked him what yin and yang rice was, but Wang Daoist refused to say another word after beating him to death. But since then, Simao has often watched Daoist Wang pick up the corpse while listening to him tell various stories that can be deciphered from the traces on the corpse. Simao listened with great interest, and often asked Daoist Wang a lot of questions, he knew that this was actually an autopsy, which should have been done by the yamen.

Simao stepped into the mourning hall, the sky was already dark at this time, and there was a candle lit in the hall, and the Taoist priest Wang was holding this candle, shining on a male corpse lying flat in front of him, frowning and motionless. His thinning hair barely tied up in a bun, and a pair of mouse eyes shone in the candlelight. The old Taoist priest didn't look back, but it was as if he had eyes on the back of his head: "You are here, come and see, how did this person die?" Test your eyesight. ”

Simao walked closer, leaned over and took a closer look, the male corpse was about forty years old, dressed in coarse cloth coats, barefoot feet, his body was stiff, his skin was pale, and he was slightly swollen, his stomach was slightly bulging, and there were faint scars on his arms and feet, and there was no trace of blood.

"Drowned, you don't need to ask, you see his belly bulging so high, I'm afraid it contains a lot of water." Simao said disdainfully, as if he felt that the problem was too simple.

Daoist Wang didn't answer, but suddenly asked, "It's dark, why are you running here with me?" You're here to cheat me about the wine and food, I can tell you, I'm still empty in the Five Organs Temple, and I haven't settled dinner yet. Leave me to eat and drink, don't talk. ”

"Okay, you miscellaneous cow nose, I'm kind enough to send you an offering, it's good for you, the dog bites Lu Dongbin, it's okay, I'll go, and I won't give you this old liar if I give it to the beggar on the side of the road." Simao deliberately took out the silver and silver ticket of Bai Huahua from his arms and shook them in front of Daoist Wang.

"Look at what you said, I tease you, I can't afford to make a joke, really." Daoist Wang's expression turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and a flower bloomed on his wrinkled old face, and he came to Simao with a flattering tone: "I stewed a pot of dog meat, and a jar of old wine, and was preparing to use it myself, and then pinched my fingers, and calculated that you are coming today, of course I have to keep it and wait for you to come and taste it together, I don't believe you to see, the dog meat is still sitting in the pot, tsk..... that is called a fragrant ......."

"When did you old liar worship a Sichuan opera master?" Simao asked.

Wang Daoist was stunned: "What Sichuan opera master?" What do you mean? ”

"I've learned to change my face." Simao had a narrow expression on his face, turned around and left, shouting as he walked: "The dog's leg belongs to me, otherwise I will give the silver to the beggar flower on the side of the road." ”

Wang Daoist Pug followed closely behind, stretched out two fingers, "Two, two dog legs are yours, you don't want me to be still." ”