Chapter 38: Strange Tales

Wine is indeed a good wine, rich and fragrant, fragrant, and intoxicating.

Wang Guan picked up the wine glass, glanced at the silent Daxiong Treasure Hall, and said loudly: "I heard a joke in the city of Nanjing, there is a landlord Lao Cai's son is illiterate, others persuade the rich man to hire a teacher to teach, the teacher first teaches the word "one", is a painting, the word "two" is a painting, the word "three" is a painting, and then the stupid son of the landlord's family proudly threw away the pen and told the rich man that he already knows the meaning of words and does not need a teacher. The rich man was so pleased that he resigned from his teacher. One day, the rich man wanted to invite a friend surnamed Wan to drink and ask his son to get up in the morning to write an invitation, but by noon he had not finished writing, so he went to his son to ask. His son complained: There are so many surnames in the world, why does that guest have the surname Wan? I've only written more than 500 drawings since the morning! ”

Hearing this boring joke, the demons looked at each other and looked at each other without saying a word, and after two or three seconds, they burst into laughter in unison.

Awkward but polite laughter filled the entire hall, and the Taoist priest crown happily raised his glass and said to the guests, "Drink with you!" ”

"Drink together!"

The demons smiled and drank their glasses.

The members of the mission team, watching the demons drink in their throats, also picked up their wine glasses and pretended to drink.

The spirit-soaked drink was truly extraordinary, and after any demon drank a glass, their faces flushed and confused, and the demons told old-fashioned jokes one by one, making the other ghosts laugh.

The demons, who have no jokes to tell, also tell the story of the recent cannibalism, when, where, and what kind of people.

"I robbed a group of merchants in the mountains the day before yesterday, and the best thing in them was a fat man, and the best thing on his body was liver, oily, fatty, and smooth."

"Wrong, the best thing for fat people to eat is the brain and intestines, and the brain is full of fat."

"I think thin people are better, chewy."

"Tsk, I really want to eat two more boys and girls...."

The drunken demon completely tore off the harmless disguise of humans and animals, and talked about the experience of eating.

The faces of the mission team sitting in the small corner were gloomy and uncertain, in the eyes of the demons, they were evil cultivators who had returned to the Central Plains from overseas.

As long as they dare to show the slightest bit of righteous indignation, they will be attacked by the demons at the first time, surrounded and killed.

Forbear.

The Shanxiao Daoist on the first seat looked around at the Daxiong Treasure Hall and said with a smile: "The banquet is a good banquet, and the wine is a good wine, how can there be no good meat?" ”

With a wave of his hand, the white-clothed ghost flew back to the sedan chair, and out of it came out a beautiful woman wearing a long red dress and holding her belly.

The woman had been unconscious, was carried to the hall, was aroused by the demonic aura, woke up on the spot, looked around and saw all the hideous and terrifying demons and monsters, screamed, almost fainted.

Hahahaha, when the demons saw the frightened tragic state of the pregnant woman, they laughed uncontrollably, and the arrogant laughter seemed to open the entire Mahavira Treasure Hall.

"Don't be afraid, come to your husband."

The crown Taoist on the first seat waved his hand and said to the woman with kind eyebrows.

"Husband, save me!" When the woman saw the crown, as if grasping a life-saving straw, she ran to the crown in a panic and hid behind him, "This is here..."

"This is the Lonely Han Temple, and this is the Demon Palace." The crown stroked the pregnant woman's hair with the skinny palm like chicken skin, and said gently: "Matchmaker, how long have you been with me?" ”

"Three, three years." The matchmaker said with a trembling tooth: "It has been three years since my husband ransomed me from the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion. ”

"It's been three years."

The crown sighed, reached out and touched the matchmaker's upright belly: "You are pregnant." ”

The matchmaker seemed to realize something, covered her stomach, and said with a pale face: "Husband, husband? ”

"The world says, sour and spicy girl, matchmaker, do you like to eat sour recently, or do you like to eat spicy?"

“.... Sour"

"That's the son?"

The crown stroked the size of his palm, and said to the demons: "It's good to give birth to a son, but giving birth to a son is more than giving birth to a daughter, one or two halves of meat." ”

The demons were stunned for a moment, but then suddenly realized and laughed uncontrollably.

"Yes, yes, what Daoist Wang Guan said is right, this baby boy is more meat than a baby girl."

The flattery of the demons sounded like a whisper from hell to the matchmaker, and she trembled all over her body and did not dare to move at all.

"Matchmaker, have you always been weird?"

The more frightened the woman became, the softer the crown's voice became, "My family is not prominent, the shop under my name is not doing well, and I am not even interested in buying farmland. You say, how did I accumulate a fortune in just a few years? ”

“.... Husband, husband can refine pills. ”

"That's right, alchemy. Then what kind of Dan am I refining? ”

"I don't know, I don't know ....."

"No, you know." Wang Guan smiled: "You know what kind of pill I have refined, so you insist on living in a small courtyard in the southern suburbs, and refuse to live in the palace." ”

The matchmaker turned pale and didn't say a word.

"Stupid woman, pitiful, pathetic, lamentable." Wang Guan smiled and stroked the matchmaker's belly, "Aren't you lately worrying about the waiter of the criminal department who returned after three years of mourning his mother, Wang Yi Wang Cun, secretly collecting evidence, thinking about reporting me, beating me into a dungeon, and rescuing your sister from the palace?" ”

The matchmaker's face was bloodless, trembling like chaff, and her teeth couldn't help but tremble.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the demons whispered, for these demons, what kind of criminal department squire, what kind of king and king have a contract, are all trivial things in the red world, they don't understand, and they don't want to understand what all this has to do with today's banquet.

"I see, that's it."

Li Ang sighed leisurely, turned around and whispered to his teammates: "In the thirteenth year of Jiajing, the Lonely Han Temple, the crown, accompanied the capital of Nanjing City.... I understood too late. ”

Xing Hechou lowered his voice and said hurriedly, "What do you understand?" ”

"From the very beginning, the system has been secretly reminding us of everything behind this mission, and all the clues are in front of us, but we haven't found it."

Li Ang smiled bitterly and hammered his brain with his knuckles, "Have you ever read a biographical information of the Ming Dynasty in the middle of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, compiled by the Hanlin Academy, "The Record of the Sacrifice of the National Dynasty""

???

What's that? Can I eat it?

"The Records of the Tribute to the National Dynasty" collects the original historical materials from the Hongwu to the Jiajing Twelve Dynasties, such as the precepts, the chronicles, the wild history, and the Shinto tablet, and classifies the clans, nobles, cabinets, filial sons, and righteous people, and collects a wide range of contents, and the credibility is extremely high, and the "History of the Ming Dynasty" is the same as the history of letters."

Li Ang explained at great speed: "And in such a history of letters, there is a shocking and sensational strange story written. ”