To the Yongfu Inn is really well arranged, after dinner is already a full moon hanging, Xiao Yuan wants to hire a carriage to go to Yangzhou again, the purse is enough for ten taels of silver in the sleeve, and Xiao Yunrong sister went out together.

Because it is getting hot in June and July, at the intersection of alleys and alleys, in addition to the merchants and vendors, the people who shake the pu fan and take advantage of the cool wind are the people in the Qiaomen market.

I didn't go far, and I met a merchant selling all kinds of toys, a row of children, surrounded by naughty children, and adults who were dragged by raw and reluctant faces.

"What's the fun about that? I don't want you to play twice. The lord clutched his money bag tightly, and his words carried a contemptuous look.

The merchant stared at his money bag: "Ye Li doesn't blame the child, you can take a look at this kaleidoscope, just one glance, and you like it too." ”

I looked at it closely, and then I looked at the child's tears.

"Debt collector, buy this and go back to write two more words, are you willing?" It must be willing, squirting to take out a copper plate, pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other.

"Sister, I want this." Sister Rong pointed to a grimace mask, with unkempt hair and a terrifying face, as if she was Zhong Kui, the judge in the underworld.

The merchant saw that she was pink, and took off a beauty mask to her: "This is good." ”

Sister Rong shook her head, grabbed one of Xiao Kite's sleeves, but looked at her brother pitifully.

"Buy!" Xiao Yun had some odds and ends, so he bought it out of pocket to cover Sister Rong's face.

Sister Rong was very happy, a bouncing little Zhong Kui, which attracted the attention of passers-by, pointing and laughing.

Xiao Kite saw that there were donkeys full of sugar rolling, the south was rich, and many people from the north came here to do business, and they could get a glimpse of the clues from eating.

Roll out the steamed yellow rice noodles into large sheets, cover them with fine sand, roll them into strips, sprinkle dried bean noodles in the cracks of the bamboo sieve, and use a knife to do everything.

Xiao Yuan bought three pieces, one person tasted the taste, Sister Rong lifted the bottom of the mask one by one for eating cakes, and the corners of Zhong Kui's mouth were stained with yellow dry noodles, which was inexplicably festive.

Just passing by Canglang Mansion, Xiao Yan wanted to go inside to have a look, and Sister Rong also wanted to follow, Xiao Yuan saw a person on the side of the road with a monkey, a sheep and a dog performing arts, so he waited for them outside.

Xiao Yun pushed the door open, and pulled Sister Rong to walk in, there was no one, the weeds around were from the growth to the waist, the moonlight shone on the shadows of the trees, the flowers and branches trembled, a wisp of night breeze passed, the crows and insects chirped, and they felt cool.

Passing through the willow leaf cave door, it is a small square courtyard, and Chen Aqiao died in the main room, that is, in front of him.

Sister Rong refused to go in, so Xiao Yun rolled her donkey for her to eat, and told her to sit on the stack and not run around.

The moonlight shines directly into the window, there is no need for a candle, it is already very bright, and when you glance around, there are only beds, tables and chairs, and the surface is covered with thick dust, and there is nothing else to see.

He glanced at the chair that bound Chen Aqiao, and it was still resting on the ground as it was, and his four legs were gnawed into holes by black spots.

The black spot must have been Chen Aqiao's blood splash.

He stroked his robe and felt bored, so he turned to leave, and only raised the curtain when he walked to the threshold, when he suddenly heard a small laugh behind him, gloomy and compassionate.

Xiao Yun's footsteps paused slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to look back, and in a trance he felt as if he had been lightly blown on his neck, and his hairs stood up, and he shuddered.

I simply walked out of the room without looking back, and saw that Sister Rong was still sitting there obediently eating cakes, and my heart was relieved.

At this time, I suddenly saw a young man fighting with a sword, with green shirts and trousers, Chen Qiao shoes, black hair curled up with silver hairpins, sharp sword eyebrows, high nose and thin lips, and sharp jaws, which looked very heroic.

He didn't seem to expect that there would be people here, so he looked at Xiao Yan, glanced at Xiao Zhong Kui again, and frowned.