Chapter 063: Ghost Fishing Soup (5)

The children on this street are becoming more and more difficult to find, and the yellow skin wanders around the three streets, and he does not even see the shadow of a child. In addition, the matter of losing children caused a lot of trouble in the city, and most of the rich and noble families hired family guards to take close care, and poor families, although they could not afford to hire family guards, but several families merged into one, which was closely cared for by the hostess, and the men took turns to watch the night.

Huang Pizi, although his methods are ruthless, he is a person who deceives good and fears evil, and he tries not to provoke anyone who can not be provoked. In addition, the official named Chang Tai checked him very well, and even took him to the night road, and he also picked the place in the back alley, so he had to be more careful so as not to have an accident.

Leaning against the wall, he walked for a while, and saw a group of night guards in the distance, and then he became a weasel with a thief's head and brain, and jumped lightly onto the roof. Under the white moonlight, Huang Pizi squinted, glanced at the team of officials, and wagged his tail proudly.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew. Huang Pizi turned around vigilantly, and his two eyes wandered in the night for a long time. Seeing that there was only a black wind swirling behind him, he shook his head and jumped off the roof.

Xing Ruyi was standing in the middle of the black wind, surrounded by a cold black gas. The qi, like a messy thread, kept circling around her body.

The fox said that the energy in her body came from the underworld, a mysterious force that even the Immortal Lord could not peep into, which was both unfathomable and uncontrollable. Because they don't know where this power comes from, they only call it ghost magic in general terms. Fighting ghosts with ghosts is one of the conditions for Xing Ruyi to survive in this world, and it is also the task assigned to her by the Immortal King.

Next to Xing Ruyi, there was also a child standing, who was the tiger whose legs were cut off by the yellow skin. At this time, he opened his scarlet eyes and stared coldly at the weasel who was walking along the wall, with a thief head and a brain, but with leisurely steps.

"Huzi." Xing Ruyi pointed to the intersection not far from Huangpizi: "Go!" ”

Huzi nodded, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth. His body shook and disappeared into the night.

Huang Pizi heard a child singing: "Shake the pulp, the pulp swaying." Egg-in-law, want pasta. No cream, no oil, light Mimi......"

At the end of the street, a child in a coarse linen coat squatted with his back to the yellow skin. Beside him, there was also a red lantern, the candlelight swaying gently with the night wind, flickering and dimming.

The yellow skin turned into a human form and tiptoed behind the child. He was about to stretch out his hand, but he heard the child's lyrics change.

"Who killed the robin? It's me, Sparrow said. I killed the robin, with my bow and arrows. Who saw him die? It's me, said the fly, and I saw him die, with my little eyes. Who took his blood? It was I, said the fish, and I took his blood with my little saucer. Who's going to make the shroud? It's me, said the beetle, and I'll make a shroud for him......"

Huang Pizi felt a chill. The chill seemed to rise from the soles of his feet and slowly climbed above his head.

At this moment, the little child who was singing suddenly stopped singing and asked in a slightly sad voice, "Uncle, are you here to take me home?" ”

Huang Pizi nodded subconsciously, trying to dispel the chill. The child in front of him seemed to have turned into many heavy gold and silver ingots, shining warm all over his body.

"Yes, uncle is here to take you home? Child, you tell your uncle, why are you still standing on the street at such a late hour? ”

"Because," the little child stood up with the red lantern, "because I'm lost!" ”

"Lost? It's good to get lost! Huang Pizi approached with a smile and slowly put his hand on the child's shoulder: "Good! Don't be afraid, uncle will send you home! ”

"Uncle!" The child's head slowly turned from his shoulder. He looked at Huang Pizi and smiled weirdly: "Don't you recognize me?" ”

"You, you?"

"Uncle, I'm Huzi!" Huzi smiled outside: "Why did you forget me so quickly?" Don't you remember? In the ruined temple, you cut off my legs with a knife! You also threw me at the corner of the street and asked for a copper plate, because it was too little, so you got angry. ”

Huzi's expression was melancholy, his eyes were misty, and his mouth began to murmur the song that Ruyi had taught him.

Huang Pizi felt the chill again, and he wanted to take his hand off the child's shoulder, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Uncle, are you in a hurry? Rest assured, Huzi will earn you a lot of silver, lots and lots of silver. When the time comes, will you return the tiger's leg to the tiger? Huzi's father and mother are still looking for Huzi everywhere. Listen, that's my father's voice calling me, isn't it sad? If they knew that Huzi had no legs, they would be even more upset, because Huzi could no longer help his father deliver food and help his mother dry his clothes. ”

Huzi said, and the red lantern in his hand turned into strands of hemp rope. Huzi sang while weaving a whip.

Huang Pizi secretly pinched a formula, but was horrified to find that he had lost the ability to transform.

"Huzi, do you want to eat meat? My sister taught you to make a home-style stir-fried weasel, do you think it's good? ”

Xing Ruyi appeared, with a grotesque smile on his face, but he was holding a knife in his hand, which was the one used by Huang Pizi to cut off the tiger's legs in the broken temple. On the hilt of the knife, there was a black gas, but the blade of the knife was glowing with a strange red light, and the nose smelled a fishy smell.

"Okay! Okay! Huzi loves meat the most! Huzi grinned and wrapped the hemp rope around the yellow skin's body.

returned to the ruined temple, and the Bodhisattva who had broken his appearance was still sitting indifferently on the clay platform. It looked at the world indifferently, and its eyes glowed with an eerie wideness. A worn-out red cloth stained with rat footprints.

Huzi dragged the yellow skin and tied him to the cold, damp, fishy wooden bed. Xing Ruyi squatted in the corner, sharpening his knife unhurriedly.

"Huzi, you know what? After killing, the weasel should be washed first, and then smeared with salt and hung in a ventilated place to air dry. After that, stir-fry in a pan with ginger, garlic, chili, Sichuan pepper, star anise, and cinnamon. At this time, you can also add some bean paste as appropriate, the fragrance is really tempting. Of course, you can also chop off the weasel's two legs first, air dry, add a little water, dry boil, that taste, is also quite good. ”

Hu Zi smiled predictively: "Then cut off his two legs first, right?" ”

Xing Ruyi glanced at Huzi dotingly, got up, walked to Huang Pizi with a knife, and said, "Okay!" ”

Huang Pizi was anxious, he twisted his body strongly, and his eyes shone with fear.

He said, "You can't kill me!" I know who you are? If you kill me, my people will seek revenge on you! ”

Xing Ruyi didn't care, smiled faintly, leaned over to look at Huang Pizi and said, "Do you think I'll be afraid?" ”

Huang Pizi was stunned!

Xing Ruyi raised his knife and threw the two weasel legs on the ground. Huang Pizi let out a terrible scream, and the cry streaked across the night sky and spread to the deserted suburbs outside Luoyang City.

In front of the dilapidated grave, the fox raised his eyebrows and looked at the group of weasels who were probing their brains, and smiled elegantly, like a fairy. He said, "Air-dried weasel legs with peach blossom wine couldn't be better." It's just that there are two less, I wonder if you can give more? ”

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