"Today's sauce pork knuckle is a little greasy, so the slave will go and make a pot of sour soup to relieve the greasy anger of the young lady."

Bai Zhi glanced back at Nanqiang, and flattered her: "Look at the little one's memory, where did the young lady come from, it's the son." ”

Nanqiang called people back: "Tell me, why are you willing to come back." ”

Bai Zhi was deflated, and sat back in his position with his head drooped: "I was really taken away by the bandits." ”

Bai Zhi raised her eyes and looked at Nanqiang sincerely, Nanqiang had a pair of legs crossed and his eyebrows and eyes were full.

"Really." Bai Zhi frowned again.

Nanqiang stretched out the tail note and mumbled.

Bai Zhi held her cheeks: "But fortunately, those two people are stupid, when one of them came over with a knife, I almost fainted with fright, if I really died, who will serve Miss in front of the horse in the future, the slave is not afraid of death, but I can't rest assured that Miss." ”

Nanqiang made a tiger face: "So you colluded with those two stunned people to deceive me for a hundred taels?" ”

Bai Zhi swallowed her saliva, and her voice was small: "I'm embarrassed to say, if you came to save me early in the morning, how could I make so many moths and pay me fifty taels of silver tickets." ”

"Huh?"

Bai Zhi immediately changed her words: "Then, it's not that I haven't cheated it, Miss is so smart, how can I fool Miss with this little trick." ”

Nanqiang looked at Bai Zhi who was a lot haggard, with a big dark circle under his eyelids.

She went in the middle of the night every day, and obviously saw that she ate hemp and hemp, and slept like a pig, she should eat and drink, how could she be haggard?

"There is no next time." Nanqiang's words Bai Zhi sounded like a reprimand, Bai Zhi bowed her head, and nodded as if a chicken was eating rice.

Nan Qiang's expression gradually darkened, and his tone slowed down: "Go back and rest, the master will go to Gao's house tonight." ”

Bai Zhi'er raised her head: "Miss, you don't have to take out this evil breath for me." ”

Bai Zhi continued: "They are quite pitiful. ”

A small fire was burning in a ruined temple in the suburbs, and the five-foot fat-waisted man bandaged the hands of the tall and thin man with a faded and torn canvas.

"Ming'er will go back to the countryside, the people in Kyoto City are too barbaric, stealing chickens and rice is not enough, and the life of marrying a daughter-in-law is not enough."

As soon as the tall and thin man thought that Bai Zhi had won the wind and water, he killed all sides, and he lost all the copper coins he brought out, and he broke his hand with a jump, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart.

Why did he tie up such goods for the first time?

The five-foot fat-waisted man pulled the canvas hard, and the tall and thin man kicked his legs in pain.

"You stupid melon, tap it, it hurts Lao Tzu to death!"

The tall and thin man spoke in a dialect, and the five-foot fat waist man's eyes were timid.

"Big, big brother, are you really back in the countryside?"

The tall and thin man's face gradually sank, and he pursed his lips and remained silent.

The five-foot fat-waisted man took out a silver ticket from his waist: "Big, big brother, I think this Kyoto City is quite silver, and it is very easy to earn." That's it, just like that, there will be fifty taels of silver tickets, five, fifty taels! ”

A glimmer of light flashed in the tall thin man's eyes: "Where did you come from?" ”

The tall and thin man's eyes were heavy: "You stole it?" ”

"No, it's not, he gave it to me."

"Fifty taels, twenty-five taels per person, it's enough to go back to the countryside to start a house, marry a mother-in-law, go back to have a peaceful birthday, and be a thief for his mother." The tall and thin man breathed a sigh of relief, dragging the fifty taels of silver tickets in his hand, completely forgetting that the fifty taels of silver tickets were originally taken out of the soles of Bai Zhi's shoes.

"Big, big brother, I think that, that guy is very good."

The corners of the tall and thin man's mouth twitched, okay? I only know how to eat and sleep all day long, and my temper is still big.

The little servants of the rich families are really much better than the poor people, and the fifty taels can be taken out casually.

"Tomorrow back in the country." The tall and thin man looked at the five-foot fat-waisted man, and the five-foot fat-waisted man nodded sluggishly: "Oh." ”

On the most prosperous street in Kyoto, Huaiqing sat on a stall, and a canvas hung next to the stall, on which handsome words were written: "Fortune telling, exorcism, seeking children, marriage." ”

Huaiqing sat on a stool, with a compass and a yellow fu on the table.

Huaiqing sat still, neither shouting nor looking at pedestrians, just pinching his fingers and pinching his half-closed eyes.

Nanqiang walked up to Huaiqing, and there happened to be an old woman who came to ask for a son for her daughter-in-law.

Huaiqing flickered, frightening the old woman to turn pale.

Nanqiang leaned on the lantern pillar on the side, crossed his hands, and listened to Huaiqing's serious nonsense with interest.

"Dao Chief, then, how should that be! What is the way to resolve it? ”

Huaiqing would open his eyes and look at the clothes of the woman in front of him.

"Ling Lang has been indulging in wine in Yuhua Zhai all day a day?"

The woman's brows tightened, and Huaiqing continued: "Your daughter-in-law was originally destined to have many sons and many blessings, but Ling Lang has done too many evils, and now he is entangled with foxes, and it is even more difficult to have children. It's not impossible to resolve it, it's just that the poor road is not very graspable, so the good people should ask for another master. ”

The woman's face was frightened, she sat on the stool for a long time and was reluctant to get up, the woman's body leaned forward slightly, and her voice was anxious: "Dao Chief, please save my son, I have silver, as long as the Dao Chief is willing to help and ask for an heir for my Wang family, I will personally go to the Taoist Temple to thank Dao Chang in the future." ”

Huaiqing's face was solemn, and she was silent, and the woman wanted to heat the ants on the pot.

After a long time, Huaiqing nodded: "Thinking of good people is also compassionate, and poor people make exceptions to help good people." ”

Huaiqing took out a yellow talisman, lit cinnabar and wrote the rune on it, folded it and handed it to the woman.

Then he took out a few small white porcelain bottles and handed them to the woman, and continued: "The good man put this charm under the pillow of Ling Lang's bed, and let Ling Lang not touch wine for half a year, not touch women, and not see his wife for half a year, so as not to let Ling Lang break the blessing of the good man's daughter-in-law. Half a year later, the ninth day of December is an auspicious day of the zodiac, and on that day, Lang and his wife can have sex with each other, so that they can get twice the result with half the effort. ”

The woman heard this, and then she was grateful, and stuffed a large silver ingot into Huaiqing, and added some broken silver as sesame oil money.

Huaiqing withdrew the silver ingot into the cuffs, and before he could put it in, it was pulled out by Nanqiang.

Huaiqing glanced at Nanqiang: "Do good people come to tell fortunes, or do they count marriages or ask for children to drive away evil spirits?" I see that the good man Yintang is blackened, and his face is pale, and he must soon have a great calamity. ”

"You dare to curse me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Nanqiang sat on his legs aside, threw the silver ingot in his hand, and leaned into Huaiqing's ear: "Tonight's teaching department?" ”

Nanqiang saw that Huaiqing was not interested, and lowered his throat again: "I recently found a good place to go." Kyoto's No. 1 gambling house, Jucaikaku, do you want to go? ”

"Fortune Pavilion?" Huaiqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Nanqiang.

"Do you know what that is? He is not tall, but he is not small. Huaiqing brushed his robe, and finally said, "Don't go." ”

Nanqiang got closer, this beautiful and charming person is not interested, gambling and drinking is not interested, or go to Chunfeng Building. ”

Huai Qing was immediately furious, turned his head and pinched Nanqiang's neck.

Chunfeng Building, the first place for male prostitutes in Kyoto, patronizes, and has many good Longyang.

Nanqiang got up, patted the dust on his robe, and turned around to remove the hanging cloth on the stall.

"Fortune telling."

As soon as Huaiqing wanted to get up, he heard a woman's crisp and cold voice.

Nanqiang and Huaiqing turned their heads to look at the woman, who was wearing a hat and couldn't see her face clearly.