If there is a book, it is short, and if there is no book, it is long. Speaking of which, Huzi burned his watch to pass on the immortals, and it has been three days since he "cured the disease" for the prefect's son.

Hu Qiqi really didn't lie to him, the crystal pill like a glass bead fell into An Yanei's mouth but half a pillar of incense, and the flesh and blood on An Yanei's body turned out to be full again, and the color of his skin was no longer like frost and wax, but was no different from ordinary people.

And without waiting for An Zhifu to be happy, An Yanei, who came to his senses completely, first gave his daughter-in-law who helped him up a sturdy big-eared thunder! And kept asking where his "fairy sister" was. At this point, even if it is the bitter master's own family affairs, Huzi, Zhang Daxian and Zhang Li are just "watching things", so they naturally retreated with interest.

Incense money is also called a god-worshipping card, to put it bluntly, people have settled things for you, you have to give money to others, and the essence of general trading is still the same. The money in hand was not as much as Huzi imagined, only thirty taels, and the fork was in Zhang Lina.

Although Zhang Li is a mallet, he came to this mansion to cheat some money, but An Zhifu didn't know about it. Although An Zhifu also felt that Zhang Li did not treat his son well, he also saw Zhang Li burn a fox soul from the painting scroll! In this way, if Zhang Daxian and Huzi say something more, it will inevitably be suspected of being jealous and jealous and suppressing their peers in front of the bitter master. So neither of them spoke.

Seventy taels of silver, An Zhifu gave Zhang Li ten taels, and Huzi and Zhang Daxian sixty taels. After all, Huzi was not invited by An Zhifu, but a helper brought by Zhang Daxian. The bitter master's family had nothing to do with Huzi, so the money was naturally handed over to Zhang Daxian, and Huzi took thirty taels of silver from it according to the original agreement.

But even if it is only these thirty taels of silver, it is enough to make Hu Zile bloom. Think about it, what can you do with thirty taels of snowflake silver? Before this incident, when had Huzi ever grasped so much silver in his hands? The money didn't arrive, and I always thought about how I would do it if I had money one day, but when I really made a windfall one day, most of this person just didn't know how to spend it for a while. As the old saying goes, "a poor boy can't fit two taels of sesame oil in his belly"!

In the past three days, when the opera troupe went out to hang their throats in the morning, Huzi followed him to the river to practice, and when the sun hung high, the chaos of Manchangtufu went to find the dog who had gone to school to play, and he lived very comfortably. But there is one thing, after sunset, he didn't dare to go to the front hall of the Drum Tower.

Why? Because of the daughter of the prefect's family, Ann Jien. This female champion who stayed abroad was frightened and fainted by Hu Chuanwen who was recruited by Huzi's method that night, but for some reason she became interested in this godly and ghostly thing. Xu felt that Zhang Daxian was obscene, so he came to find Peng Huzi.

I don't know how I found out that Huzi lived in the Drum Tower, and she looked for it the first day. said that Huzi was not in the Drum Tower at the time, and even if she was, she couldn't get into this door. The Drum Tower is a theater troupe that sits on the ground, and it is also a professional class, which is a pure cadre class. What is a dry class? That is, the people who are on stage are all men, and she is not the female dependant of anyone's family, can the troupe let her into the backyard?

Since you can't enter the courtyard, you can always spend money to listen to the play. An Xien's mind was also active, she wore a man's full costume, dressed as a young master, and entered the Drum Tower to listen to the play at the time of the gong at night. I didn't go to the private room, but I ordered a pot of tea, asked for snacks, and sat down in the lobby on the first floor.

There are only two or three boxes on the second floor of the Drum Tower that are sold to ordinary guests to listen to the play, and the remaining few rooms are all reserved by people all year round. Huzi is not so thick-skinned, and he goes to play in the private room of the Venerable Family. He just carried a small bag of melon seeds, walking around the lobby, and tonight when the seats were full, he could lean against the pillar and swallow melon seeds and hear the end.

The day Ann came was full.

How chaotic is it in the theater? Cheering, coaxing, delivering tea, buying snacks and tea, throwing hot towels to wipe people's faces, what are you doing? Therefore, it takes a lot of effort to find someone when singing in the drum tower of this opera. There is one thing alone, the Drum Tower does not buy standing tickets. There are one hundred and eight seats in the hall, twenty tea tables, and a few private rooms upstairs, which are not sold out today, sorry, please be early tomorrow. So Huzi, a master who stands and listens to the play, can be regarded as standing out from the crowd.

An Xien's mind was not on the play, not long after the gong was opened, she swept around twice and saw the tiger who was thinking on the stage. Hit the front teahouse, and in three steps and two steps, he rushed to the pillar behind, grabbed Huzi's hand, and asked Huzi to understand.

What does it mean? Huzi listened to one head two. It turned out that this An Jien didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and it wasn't until he saw the fox ghost fairy Hu Chuanwen that he recognized the elves in this world. This matter is undoubtedly a matter of the earth falling to An Jien. It's like a frog in a well that knows that the sky should be as big as the mouth of a well, and when it sees the vast world outside, it will not feel the vastness of the world, but will only think about how to return to the well. Because no matter how big the world outside is, it is not as good as that small well to make the toad feel at ease.

An Jien is like a shrimp toad that has left the well, but she can't go back to the well, so she naturally wants to know what it's like outside! Therefore, she found Peng Huzi and asked him to understand this ghost matter.

Huzi listened to An Xien's words and didn't feel guilty: If I knew about ghosts and gods, I would have been in the immortal class a long time ago, and I would have enjoyed endless rock sugar gourds every day, why should I bother with you here? So he persuaded: "Miss, you have time to work hard to pretend to be a man to find me, why don't you buy two copies of "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" and "Journey to the West" tomorrow and read them, if you think this is cheesy, you can also read two volumes of "Youyang Miscellaneous", don't embarrass me." This is something inherited from our master, you are a ninth-rate figure, you can't do Buddhism and Taoism in the ninth-rate learning, and you can't worship a ninth-rate master like me. ”

But this Miss An seems to be a king who eats scales - she is iron-hearted, so she holds the hand of the tiger and does not let go: "How can those family words be compared to a clergyman like you?" Are you familiar with those ghosts? Why did you come here as soon as you called her? ”

Huzi complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to offend this eldest lady thoroughly, so he pointed to the stage and said: "Eldest lady, look, what is staged on this stage is the story of ghosts." They played a lot more interesting than I did. ”

It turned out that An Jien and Huzi talked for a long time, and the stage was down, and the main drama was played for a long time. Now the table on stage is "Zhong Kui Marrying Sister", Zhong Kui was killed by a traitor, lost his leader, and died headfirst in the Jinluan Palace, turning into a ghost!

The actors on stage are also working hard, and the audience is also applauding - and even crying. After listening to two sentences, An Jien was also attracted, and her eyes were completely on the stage.

Huzi is a Lian family, and An Xien is distracted again, so he naturally easily broke free from other people's hands and escaped! An Xien felt empty in her hands, and when she looked back, Huzi had already run away. She hurriedly chased after her, and when she saw Huzi passing through a small door, she called someone to stop her: "This master...... This young lady, you have to be on the seat to listen to the play, behind us is the inner courtyard, where the disciples live, where do you have a ** share. ”

Since she was stopped, An Xien had no choice, but shouted to the door: "I will come to listen to the play every day in the future!" ”

Huzi's mouth was full of bitterness, and he muttered to himself: "What kind of sin has this created, and it has brought such a business to the Drum Tower!" So from that day on, An Xien came to listen to the play every day, but Huzi didn't dare to go to the front to play again.

Just three days later, Mr. Peng and Li Lintang still didn't believe it, and Huzi was also happy. Just when he felt that this day was so peaceful, a small servant in the government handed over a red lacquered invitation to Huzi.

When this little guy first came, Huzi's heart jumped twice, and his heart was that Hu Seventeen didn't keep his word, what happened to the pill he gave, and what kind of illness did An Yanei commit? After thinking about it, it was not right, something really happened, where did the Governor of An come from to hand over the post, and he had already sent two officials to tie him up with chains and escort him to the mansion.

When I opened it, Huzi was even more confused. It turned out that there were guests at the house of the Na'an Governor's Mansion, saying that they wanted to get acquainted with the "Taoist strange people" in Changtu Mansion, so they set up a banquet to invite each other. How can there be a guest at home who asks a large group of "watchers" to accompany the wine? Huzi asked this little guy, and the little guy couldn't say it clearly, so he said that the man was an old friend of the prefect of An when he was an official in Beijing in the early years, and he was a Taoist priest.

Huzi originally intended not to go, and if he went to the mansion of An Zhifu, wouldn't he have to meet An Jien again? Thinking of the oriole-like voice, it was so noisy that there was a duck crowing in people's heads, Huzi didn't want to see her again, so he didn't want to go.

Chu An didn't think so, he persuaded Huzi and said, "It's the prefect who invites guests to dinner, can he easily excuse himself?" If it is said that it is enough to send someone to inform him, but it is to send someone to deliver the post, then you have to go, if this makes people think that you look down on him, then how can your master and apprentice live in Changtu Mansion in the future? ”

Listen to the advice of others to eat enough. Huzi thought about it, what if he really offended the prefect? So let's bite the bullet.

Since the guest wanted to get acquainted with the "Taoist strange man" in Changtu Mansion, Huzi felt that Zhang Daxian should be indispensable, so he wanted to ask him to go with him, and he also had a care. In fact, strictly speaking, Zhang Daxian is not a Taoist person, it is shamanism to invite immortals to come to the body of the hall, and Zhang Daxian himself is a Buddhist cultivator, so it has nothing to do with Taoism in any case. But Huzi felt that there was no Taoist temple in Changtu Mansion, and the Anzhi Mansion didn't know much about their group of "people who watched things", so maybe they just pulled Zhang Daxian in to make up the numbers?

came to the door to ask, and sure enough, this Daxian also received an invitation. In this way, he can't hide from Zhang Li with two knives.

In the evening of the next day, they quietly walked through the back door, and the two entered the backyard of the government together. Huzi has made up his mind, eat more and talk less, and it is best to have peace during the banquet.