It's a good Qi Er's family, this hand is holding a ladle and playing wine trickle, and the mouth is even more tongue-in-cheek: "Xianggong is willing to come to patronize, the small shop is really full of luxury, and the women will pour five taels of good soju, and the right should be rewarded." ”

"Oh, how can my sister-in-law be like this? …… Anyway, this time it's really a sister-in-law. ”

"Xianggong is really polite, okay, the wine is poured, you can take it."

After the Qi Erjia handed over the pork belly, he smiled and said again.

"It's not the women who boast about it, this Qi family's secret sauce meat is famous far and wide, and everyone who has eaten a bite will praise it. Wouldn't it be a pity that Xianggong has no wine and food this time, so it's good to have two catties of sauce meat in a small shop? ”

"This ......"

As soon as he heard that Qi Erjia was so diligent that he had to sell the sauce meat to himself, this Yang Congxun's white face turned red.

There is no other reason, Yang Congxun is the first time to leave home, and he doesn't know how much it costs to eat and live on the road, and he has never been frugal when using the silver and two flowers. This way stopped and stopped, and he had already spent the seven taels of silver in his hand.

On that day, Yang Congxun weighed again and again in front of the Qi family's wine shop, and finally couldn't afford the bursts of meat aroma wafting from the cauldron in the back kitchen: "What my sister-in-law said is very true, please wrap a sauce chicken for Xiaosheng." ”

After that, Yang Congxun reached out and carefully touched it in his arms for a long time, and finally found a piece of broken silver weighing a penny and handed it to the Qi Er family who was smiling on the side.

Seeing that the silver money in Yang Xiucai's hand was a little small, the look on Qi Erjia's face was obviously a little hesitant, and after thinking about it again, he nodded heavily and said: "Okay, now there is only this sauce chicken left in the woman's house, so it will be according to Xianggong's will." ”

After bidding farewell to Qi Er's family, Yang Congxun, who was wandering on the streets of Yizhou with sauce chicken in his hand, really made a mistake in his heart, saying that he didn't know how to cherish money when he went out when he went out, and just then he spent the last piece of broken silver because of greed.

Now that this money bag is clean, how can I go back to my hometown? Besides, the sky is about to be dark, but he is already penniless, how can he find an inn to stay.

Just when Yang Congxun was thinking hard and worried, he suddenly heard the sound of Sanskrit singing wooden fish not far ahead.

Yang Congxun raised his eyes and found that there was a small temple about the size of two entrances and an area of half an acre in front of him, half a mile away from his right.

What is amazing is that there is a two-story attic in the back courtyard of the main hall of this small temple.

Seeing this, Yang Congxun immediately overjoyed, thinking that the other family might not allow me to take refuge in the night, and this monk must be merciful and may be able to allow me to stay here for a night.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Yizhou County Ya to post and ask the county lord for help, and I may be able to borrow some money from the county lord with this paper show. I only waited for the future to return home, and then I begged my father to ask someone to come and thank the county lord for his rescue grace.

After making up his mind, Yang Congxun first cleaned up his clothes slightly, and then raised his legs and stepped forward and knocked on the door knocker on the temple door.

But it was said that Yang Congxun raised his hand and pulled the door knocker, and the people in the room heard the sound of the door, and the sound of the Sanskrit singing wooden fish suddenly stopped.

After a while, the temple door on the left side was slightly open, and an old monk who was about fifty years old walked out with the support of a little monk who was about fourteen or fifteen sixteen.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is not talented, and he is now presiding over the management of our temple, and the donor is here at dusk, but do you want to find the old man?"

After Yang Cong carefully told the reason, the old monk first pondered for a moment, and then nodded his head.

"Although the small temple is very narrow, there are no more monks except for the old master and apprentice. At present, there is still an empty spare room in the attic of the backyard, so I asked Xiucai to settle it by himself. ”

Seeing that the abbot agreed to take him in, Yang Congxun was overjoyed and hurriedly gave a salute.

Xiao Sheng didn't notice it for a while, so much so that he used up his coil on the road, making himself trapped here. Master Tianxing, you are kind enough to take it in, and Xiaosheng is finally looking for a place to shelter from the wind and rain this time. ”

But it was said that after Yang Congxun said goodbye to the abbot and his party, he carried the bookcase on his back alone, and climbed up to the second-story attic along the old wooden escalator in the attic in the backyard.

Just as Yang Congxun pushed open the small door of the attic room, a damp, stuffy, and musty smell suddenly came to his face.

It turned out that this small cubicle on the second floor of the attic was originally only a place for the sundries in the temple, and was not used for living, so there were no extra sashes on the four walls of the compartment, only a small two-foot-sized window was opened on the north wall behind the house.

The little window was closed at the moment, and it was no wonder that it was so hot in this cabin.

However, Yang Congxun was penniless at the moment, and it was an unexpected joy to have a place to rest, although this small room was unbearably hot, Yang Congxun still pushed open the door and walked in.

When Yang Congxun moved into the small temple, the old abbot repeatedly admonished him.

"Donor, you are in a difficult time traveling, even if you want to stay in the small temple for a few more days, it doesn't hurt. It's just that the Han Temple is located in the wilderness, and there are only two of my master and apprentice in the temple, Xiucai, when you live alone in the attic, remember not to open the back window, so as not to attract the prying eyes of thieves! ”

That Yang Congxun is only one of the poor shows, and he is confident that there is no property around him that can be remembered by thieves, so he agreed before he thought about it.

At this time, it is dog days, the sun is scorching during the day, and even the night is unbearable.

Yang Congxun felt extremely depressed as soon as he went up to the attic, and immediately forgot the old abbot's admonition, and pushed the back window of the attic open, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing in his face, and for a while his whole body was indescribably useful.

It turned out that behind this attic was a wilderness, and not far away there were several old graves that had been abandoned for so long that the graves were covered with grass.

In addition, on the side of the deserted tomb near the small temple, there are three old coffins that have not had time to be buried and are temporarily parked here.

This Yang has always been bold, and he didn't care about it when he saw this, so he cleaned up a little in the small attic, opened the bookcase, took out the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and bookcase, and put it on the small table to read.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Congxun was a little tired from reading, so he got up and paced to the window to enjoy the night and relax.

At this time, the half-round full moon hangs obliquely in the sky, and there is silence all around, which is the beginning of the night.

That Yang thought to himself that the night was just right now, and there were still white wine, sauce, chicken and other things in his bookcase. Why don't you take out the wine and food, drink it for the month, and have a good time?

Yang Cong made up his mind, moved the small table to the window, and took out the wine and food from the bookcase and put it on the table

But he said that Yang Congxun pulled out the stopper of the pig's belly, first brought it to his mouth and took a sip, and then picked up the sauce chicken and chewed it fragrantly.

In this way, Yang Congxun unconsciously drank six or seven sips of wine in a row.

At this time, Yang Congxun's drunkenness had risen, he grinned, raised the pig's belly in his hand, walked crookedly to the window, leaned on the window lattice, and teased at the old coffin outside the window.

"Isn't it boring for me to be the only one here to drink on such a beautiful day? Now Xiucai, I have delicious food and wine here, if there are good ones among you, why don't you come up and drink and admire the moon together?"

Yang Congxun greeted a few times in a row, and found that there was still silence in the surroundings, so he immediately laughed, pouted and turned around to close the window and sleep.

At this moment, Yang Congxun suddenly heard a shrill 'Kara Kala' sound, as if something sharp was constantly scratching and scratching the thick wooden board.

When Yang Congxun heard the movement, he couldn't help but be puzzled, so he turned around and stared out the window.

At this time, I heard a 'bang', and among the few coffins that had not yet had time to be buried, the lid of the old coffin near the back wall of the small temple shook upwards violently, as if it had been pushed hard from the inside, and suddenly turned over from the coffin bed to one side, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Immediately after that, from the coffin sat a monster covered in white hair with only a pair of red eyes exposed!