When Wei Wushuang woke up again, he was lying on the boat, and there was the sound of the fire and the whistle of the teapot next to him.

Turning his head, Wei Wushuang looked in front of him, and in front of him was the pair of master and servant, snuggled by the stove and playing some kind of chess.

"Young Master! It's really boring for you to win the green lady every time! The servant girl pouted.

The man laughed, "I'm smarter than you, of course I can win you, if you're smarter than me, wouldn't you be Miss, I'm a buddy." ”

"The young master will be foolish," the girl laughed, "even if I am smarter than the young master, then I am also a servant, this medicine is almost ready, young master, you tell me about the effect of these medicines, why did I forget some of them." ”

"Stupid girl, come, the young master will tell you again, look, this is astragalus, astragalus, it is qi-replenishing, medically speaking, qi and blood are mutual, this lady has lost too much blood, and now she is in a state of blood deficiency, so naturally she wants to use this medicine."

"No, young master, but you said that ginseng is also a qi tonifier, and these two medicines don't look different at all," the maidservant girl thought, pointing to the medicinal herbs in the crockpot.

"Ouch, I also learned to ask questions, you are right, ginseng is also a qi tonic, but it is still different from astragalus, astragalus is mainly a spleen, what is the spleen, the spleen is the foundation of the day after tomorrow, the source of qi and blood biochemistry......"

Song Kai and Qingniang chattered around the stove, and the fragrance of medicine rose with the heat, wafting all over the cabin.

Outside was the sound of the boatman paddling, and although it was early winter, it was hot and tight in the cabin.

Wei Wushuang's nose suddenly felt a little sour, maybe it wasn't his nose, it was his heart. I've never felt this way. This warm and warm feeling?

I remember it when I was a child. There is only one grandmother left, every winter, the cold wind is biting, many times, Wei Wushuang even suspects that he can't survive those winters at all, grandma's arms are not warm, because grandma herself will freeze and stiffen every time.

It's winter again. At that time, I was less than five years old, my grandmother died, and I knelt on the grave, almost freezing to death, because there was nowhere to go.

A gray-haired nun walked by and carried herself.

Wei Wushuang thought that from now on, he would be able to have warmth and a full meal, but in fact, in the Taoist temple high on the snow, there was only the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha. Plus the continuous sound of wooden fish.

Little Wei Wushuang didn't understand, didn't understand why Master didn't smile all day long. I don't understand why she always closes her eyes and beats the wooden fish, and on that high mountain, except for the master and herself, there is only a mute mother-in-law left.

Wei Wushuang likes the mute mother-in-law, although the mute mother-in-law can't speak, but she loves Wei Wushuang the most, she always likes to carry the master on her back, pick up Wei Wushuang in a circle, and always like to secretly get some pieces of bacon and stuff them for Wei Wushuang to eat.

When she looks at herself, the mute mother-in-law often weeps.

Why did she weep? Maybe it's because I miss my loved ones.

Wei Wushuang stayed in the Taoist temple and began to practice martial arts, what martial arts are called, I don't know, anyway, I keep practicing every day, I keep practicing, as for why I practice martial arts, Wei Wushuang doesn't know, she only knows that only when practicing martial arts, she won't be bored.

Finally, at the age of eighteen, the master, whose hair had become even grayer, called out to himself and let himself choose, either to go down the mountain, or to stay in the Taoist temple and shave for himself.

At that moment, Wei Wushuang was a little confused, but she still said her heart, she wanted to go down the mountain, she wanted to go home to see, to see the grave of her grandmother who had died a long time ago.

"Idiot! You'll be back eventually," Master said this, and then turned around and entered the Taoist temple, and soon the sound of wooden fish sounded again.

Wei Wushuang was puzzled, but he still took the money given to him by his dumb mother-in-law and went down the mountain.

Coming all the way from the snow mountain to Jiangning, what he saw was the smell of Zhumen dog meat, and the frozen bones on the side of the road, Wei Wushuang couldn't understand, obviously the harvest of the dealer was very good, the wind and rain were smooth, and the livestock were thriving, why were so many people freezing to death, starving to death, selling women and outcasts......

When I arrived at Weijiazhuang, my heart that had been quiet and peaceful, suddenly full of hatred, the master said that there should be no sorrow and no joy, see through everything, and there is no way to do it for a long time, but I can't do it, when I saw the child's eyes, when I took the money, my heart was full of killing intent.

All the way to Suzhou City, seeing the heavenly crepe Dongliang eating wine at the Hongchen Inn, Wei Wushuang stayed until ......

The body is still very painful, it hurts even more than yesterday, and it is hot everywhere.

Wei Wushuang suddenly remembered that maybe Master was right, if there was no hatred, there would be no sin and pain today.

It's just that why does this pain make my heart feel more comfortable?

Wei Wushuang turned her head and looked at Song Kai and Qing Niang fixedly again, she suddenly felt that these two people were quite happy.

Song Kai blew the hot air, "The medicinal juice is ready." ”

Qing Niang turned her head and saw Wei Wushuang, "Ah, lady, you woke up, how do you feel?" ”

Wei Wushuang nodded slightly.

Song Kai said: "This is, there is a young master here, there are no dead people, ouch, it's really hot, Qingniang, you feed the medicine to Wushuang." ”

After taking the medicine, Wei Wushuang closed his eyes again.

It seemed to be night outside and it was a little cold.

The little maid leaned against the stove and said, "Young master, tell the story to the young lady again." ”

"Want to hear stories again?" Song Kai said, "But my shoulder, ouch, it hurts." ”

"Qing Niang will give you a beating," Qing Niang stood up and gave Song Kai a thump on the shoulder.

"My feet, oops, tired," Song Kai shook his legs.

"The young lady will rub it for you."

"Hehe, that's okay, today, let's tell a new story, let's tell a ...... Well, tell the story of the love of a ladyboy, once upon a time, there was a scholar, named Ning Caichen, who was generous and bold, square and self-respecting, once went to Jinhua, and after arriving in the north of the city, he went to a temple to rest. The pagoda in the main hall of the temple is magnificent, but the ground is covered with basil that is taller than a person, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time. The doors of the houses where the monks lived on the east and west sides were hidden, except for the door of a hut on the south side, which seemed to have a new lock......

Song Kai added fire to the stove while telling the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Qingniang listened to it, and she was completely fascinated, she held Song Kai's right leg, supported her cheeks with both hands, and looked at Song Kai fixedly, listening to it upside down.

Wei Wushuang on the bed was still a little sneering at first, but he was also fascinated by it, turned his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Song Kai by the fire.

"Early the next morning, a scholar from Lanxi came with a servant to take the exam. They lived in the east wing of the temple. Unexpectedly, the scholar died violently that night. After his death, it was found that there was a small hole in the center of his foot, as if it had been pierced by an awl, and wisps of blood were flowing out. No one knows what's going on. One night later, the scholar's servant also died, and his symptoms were exactly the same as those of the scholar. In the evening, Yan Sheng returned. Ning Caichen asked him if he knew the cause of death, and he thought it was a ghost's doing. Ning Caichen was upright and didn't take the ghost matter to heart at all. ……”

When he said this, the boat outside rippled slightly, and then the voice of the captain sounded, "Lang Jun, it's here, it's time to Hongchen Island." ”

Song Kai let out an "oh" and wanted to pull out his feet, although Qingniang's arms were very comfortable, and there was a bit of ambiguity of fullness, but Song Kai always felt that Qingniang was a little too small.

Qing Niang stared at Song Kai with big eyes, and didn't pay attention to Song Kai's feet on her chest, "Young master, that Ning Caichen, will he also be killed by Xiaoqian......" (To be continued......)