Chapter 023: Buns (23)
The buns are out of the cage, exuding a strange fragrance. The nurse picked up a bun, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, thinking of the special bun skin and the special bun filling behind the thin dough, she was so busy putting down the bun in her hand.
This bun, if you are not a ruthless person, you can't eat it. If you eat it, you will be punished.
The nurse placed the buns one by one and carried them up to the small building.
"Miss, the buns are steamed."
"Hmm!"
Miss Yang hummed softly, sat down at the table, picked up a bun and asked, "What kind of stuffing is this?" β
"Miss Hui, it's stuffed with sauce and meat."
"It's a good bag today, and it looks better than the previous days."
"Miss Xie's compliment!" The nurse stepped aside: "The old slave used fresh sheep intestines to make thread today, and after high temperature steaming, the skin and thread have been integrated into the filling of the bun." Miss try it and see if it suits your appetite. β
"No wonder I smell the smell of this bun today, it turns out that the nurse has put a lot of thought into it."
Miss Yang pinched the bun and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, she stopped all her movements, and even her expression froze on her face. The nurse lowered her head and only looked at it from the corner of her eye, and when she saw the young lady like this, she didn't even dare to take a breath of air.
Miss Yang opened her mouth and took a hard bite of the bun, as if it was not the bun that she was biting, but her enemy.
After swallowing the whole bun into her stomach, Miss Yang's expression softened slightly. She looked at the nurse, pointed to the buns on the plate, and asked, "Nurse, you said, my illness has been better?" β
The nurse thought about it and didn't dare to reply casually.
"My mother said that I was born with this disease, and there is no possibility of healing in this life, but I don't believe it. I believe that man will conquer heaven, and I have not done any great evil since I was born, so why should God punish me in this way. Since it's a punishment, then I'm just a little worse, and people don't kill for themselves. β
"Miss is not wrong, it is God who is wrong, and it is the unfair fate arranged by God for Miss."
"Fate?" Miss Yang looked at her palm: "That fortune teller told me that people's fate is in this palm, but why can't I see that my fate is like this?" β
"This fortune teller's words, the young lady can't be trusted. These people rely on a mouth to make a living, true and false, false and true, Miss only listens to what she is willing to listen to. β
"Nurse, you know better than I do." Miss Yang picked up another bun, put it to her mouth and took a bite gently: "At the beginning, for my illness, my father and mother also asked for a doctor for me, but they said the same thing one by two. Later, my mother was sick, and my father didn't have the heart to care about my affairs anymore, so I could only worry about myself. I pray to God, I worship Buddha, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am not willing to give up. Because I understand what my illness means to a woman.
After that, you know the nurse. I met the fortune teller and he told me this recipe. When I first heard it, I was surprised and disgusted, and I thought how could there be such a cruel recipe in the world. I actually want to use an unformed child to make a bun filling. But later, I accepted my fate, and I also figured out that no one's life in this world is as important as mine. β
"Miss." The nurse opened her mouth, but she didn't know what else she could say at this moment.
"Nurse, do you think I'm terrible, I actually eat these buns made of children. But you know what? Although I ate a lot of steamed buns, these children who were made into steamed buns were not harmed by me. I just told the green branch to help me go to the countryside to find out if there was any kind of child who died young, or if a peasant woman was pregnant with a child but didn't want it, I paid a high price for it.
Originally, I thought that there would be no parents who would send their children to me. As a result, I thought wrong, those people were more terrible than me. β
"The old slaves are also from the countryside, and it is difficult for children in the countryside to give birth and raise, and those who are parents are afraid that they also have their own difficulties."
"You're right, so I'm happy to help them. I took in their children who died young, gave them the money they needed, and we took what we needed, and I don't think there was anything wrong with what I did, and there was anything to blame God. It's a sale, a fair deal, isn't it? β
"That's what Miss said." The nurse's head lowered: "The old slave has a doubt in his heart, I don't know whether to ask or not?" β
"The nurse wants to ask about those bun skins, right?"
"The old slave shouldn't talk too much."
"It doesn't matter. You are the person next to me, and the person I trust the most, and these things are nothing to tell you. Wrapping buns in human skin is not my idea. If it were my own thoughts, I would rather choose those girls with fine skin and tender flesh than those fishy men. Nurse, have you ever tasted the taste of this bun, when you bite into your mouth, it is full of the smell of those stinky men, even if you have cleaned the skin very clean, but the taste still exists. β
"Was it Midoriwig's idea for Miss?"
"Sort of. One day, she mysteriously told me that she had a better prescription to make my illness cured sooner. I didn't ask any questions, so I let her do it. When she got those things back, I knew what they were. However, it doesn't matter, I'm already like this, what's the point of eating an extra human skin. β
Miss Yang said and stood up: "That's it for tonight, I'm sleepy, nurse, you should go back and rest early." β
"Then the rest of these buns ......"
"Pull it down. I've just said so much, and I don't have an appetite for what I've said. β
Miss Yang waved her hand, and the nurse looked at the bun on the table and took it down.
The moment the door was closed, the candle flame was extinguished. The moonlight crept through the window lattice and crept into the bedroom, and behind Miss Yang, countless overlapping shadows appeared.
She turned abruptly and looked at the shadow on the ground, the corners of her mouth turned upward, and let out a sinister smile.
"Alive, you are waste. If you die, you can only make my bun skin and let me swallow it in my belly. What can you do with such incompetence? Or do you think, what am I going to be afraid of you? β
Those shadows slowly overlapped, and finally merged into Miss Yang's shadow. Miss Yang dozed off, stepped onto the bed, and gently closed her eyes. In the room, a baby's low cry could be heard, and she rolled over and gently hit her belly with her hand. Say, "Quiet! β
"She's in a spell!"
On the opposite eaves, Xing Ruyi sat side by side with the fox.
"It's a demon in her heart, she is not a bad person, but she has been bewitched by others."
"People don't die for themselves, and she was right. It's just that she shouldn't believe the fortune teller's bastard words and use some unborn child to make bun filling. β
"This is probably what you mortals call a rush to the doctor!"
Xing Ruyi nodded, suddenly turned to the fox, and asked, "Do you think this Miss Yang family has been calculated?" β
"What do you meanβthe Lady?"
Xing Ruyi nodded.
"Calculate the time, the green branch should also arrive, why don't we go to the gate of the Yang Mansion again to join in the fun?"
The fox did not answer, but directly wrapped his arm around Xing Ruyi's waist, and when he got up, he had already flown into the air. Xing Ruyi hugged the fox contentedly, but unfortunately, such a romantic two-person flight only lasted a few seconds. When he landed on the open space in front of the Yang Mansion, Xing Ruyi sighed in disappointment, but he still hung on the fox and refused to let go.
The dark wind swept in with black clouds, instantly obscuring the moonlight above their heads. Xing Ruyi lightly touched the fox with his elbow, pointed to the place in front of the Yang Mansion near the pair of stone lions, and said, "The green branch is here!" β
After a burst of flying sand and rocks, the green branches appeared, still the same as when they were in the grove. Only the head and limbs, the rest of which are white bones. At this time, if the watchman passes by here, he is afraid that he will be scared to death.
The angry green branch exuded a strong resentment all over his body, but when that resentment hit the vermilion gate of the Yang Mansion, he was blocked back.
"As the saying goes, if you are rich, you are not benevolent, it seems that the late Yang family did not do anything good during his lifetime, otherwise, how could he think of hanging a gossip mirror to exorcise ghosts on this main gate."
"You can see that?"
"Of course."
Xing Ruyi pointed to her eyes, and the fox realized that her eyes had also changed color. It turned out that as early as the moment the green branch appeared, she had driven her own ghost magic. She is now born with a pair of ghost eyes, so she can naturally penetrate the door plaque of the Yang Mansion and see the gossip mirror hanging in the back.
The yellow beam of light that shot out of the gossip mirror directly covered the green branches. Midoriwig roared angrily as he shielded his face with his half-skeletal arms. She tried to break free from the gossip mirror, but found that she couldn't do anything about it.
Yingniang also appeared, and she was also dressed up before. She fluttered next to the green branch and asked her, "Do you want to enter the Yang Mansion?" Want revenge? β
Midori looked at her and didn't reply.
"Green Branch, you have to understand that I am not the one who killed you. Like you, I was victimized by the Yang family, and we share common hatred and enemies. Now, as long as you nod your head, I can help you break this gossip mirror and let you return to the Yang Mansion to get everything you deserve. But, I didn't help you for free, I want you to help me kill everyone in the Yang Mansion! β
"Why?"
The green branch asked rhetorically, and at the same time tried his best to resist the encroachment of the gossip mirror.
"As I said, we share a common hatred and enemy. Yang Fu, took your life and took your child, and they also took my life and took my child. Yingniang's eyes turned red, she looked at the green branches, and said in a hypnotic tone: "Promise me, kill them all, kill everyone in the Yang Mansion!" β