Chapter 7: The Coffin Array (I)

A man and a woman on the ground are dressed as rich people, especially women, wearing a purple flag with gold and embroidery and a snake with a pearl buckle, the rouge is rubbed richly, the thick eyebrows and flat lips, at this time crying all the gouache on the face, the rouge on the lips is also pasted into a ball, like a watermelon with a cracked shell. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Mushu grabbed the jade and said in amazement, "Your shopkeeper? Aunt Xue? ”

Lu Yuanyan got up as if he had expected it, took a medicine box in the corner, and coughed lightly, "Where is your old man now?" What are the symptoms? ”

They are all neighbors, Zhou Mushu naturally knows these two people, and added, "The old man of his family is the old man Ling who quarreled with Fu Ruoning this morning. ”

"Old Man Ling?" Lu Yuanyan touched his chin thoughtfully, "Why is my son's surname expensive?" ”

Zhou Mushu opened his mouth, and just wanted to say that their family was full of people, but was interrupted by a wail, and it was the goatee shopkeeper who had been trembling all the time.

"My dad went back this morning to make up for it, I didn't expect to call him at noon, but he couldn't get up, we went to see him, he was paralyzed, and now he is lying on the bed board panting! Doctor, you save him, save me and bankrupt my family! ”

Aunt Xue wiped the corners of her eyes, "Our two fathers have suffered a lot!" Doctor Lu, save him! ”

Zhou Mushu couldn't stop sighing in his heart, the shopkeeper and Aunt Xue are well-known filial sons, the Qing Dynasty was gone a few years ago, and Niu Hulu's family had no bottom in this imperial city.

The old man Ling Tai is a rusty knife in his bones, rotten and shaft, he only feels ashamed of his ancestors' family business, he can't keep the country and can't keep his home, and after a toss, his brain is suddenly not very bright, but he still remembers his bearing when he was young, and he walked around the streets and alleys on crutches all day to promote their Manchu wolf-like spirit, which is a bit like that Rong Beile Ye, who made trouble several times and three times, and became an old scoundrel in the eyes of the neighborhood.

Fortunately, his son Guishun was angry, and used the remaining antiques from his ancestors as silver to open a cloth shop, and gradually became a rare rich family in this area, and he was quite filial to the old man, but filial piety is difficult to go against the way of heaven, and the old man is afraid that he will not live long.

"Cheng, you guys hurry up and lead the way, it looks like you're going to be busy today." Lu Yuanyan was so wordy about this file, he stuffed a few possible medicines into the box, and hurriedly followed out in plain clothes.

Zhou Mushu couldn't understand the meaning of this "busy to death" at this time, and he didn't know that he was going, so he got on a thief ship that couldn't get close to the shore, and stood with Yu Silly in his arms, and heard a shout in front of him, "What are you doing standing stupidly, hurry up." ”

Zhou Mushu pointed to himself, "I'll go too?" ”

Lu Yuanyan shouted, "Why don't you watch the store with Fu Ruoning?" ”

Apprentice Zhou weighed it again and again, but still ran out.

Passing through the two crooked and slanted streets, a broken wall that leaks wind and grass can see the small Western-style cloth shop of your shopkeeper's house, since the foreigners entered the country, this Western-style Western-style building has risen from the ground, one after another, it is not uncommon, but in the land where they live, it is really very few, so Zhou Mushu was very curious about this place when he was a child, and he often scurried around here, and he recognized it everywhere.

Familiarly followed the shopkeeper and his wife in, a few glasses were wiped to see the figures, and the first few girls wearing red and green behind the counter saw the two of them coming in one after the other, so they secretly covered their mouths and laughed.

Zhou Mushu was seventeen years old when his hormones skyrocketed, and he was panicked when he was swept away by the girls' eyes, so he lowered his head and didn't meet their eyes, but Lu Yuanyan stabbed him, smiling obscenely, and his small round glasses were shining, "What's the matter, tell the shopkeeper which one you like, look at the eyes of those girls looking at you, tsk." ”

Zhou Mushu didn't want to pay attention to him, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly swept over the door and said, "They are laughing at you as a doctor dressed like a flower chicken." ”

This is a joke, purely without thinking about fighting back against Lu Yuanyan, but after saying Zhou Mushu, he regretted it, the father of the shopkeeper and his wife was still dying on the kang, and the doctor who invited him was still free to chirp with a student Sichun, and no one would be happy.

At this time, Lu Yuanyan listened to his words and quietly threw a wink at a few girls, in terms of appearance, Lu Yuanyan was also in his twenties, coupled with a sven scum dress with bells and whistles, which made the girls laugh immediately.

Zhou Mushu went to see the shopkeeper and his wife with a weak heart, and saw that the two of them looked in a hurry as if they hadn't noticed this, so he was relieved.

Aunt Xue was immediately called away by a girl as soon as she arrived at the store, and the shopkeeper flicked her sleeves, and the huge jade wrench shook her blind eyes, and pointed to a white Western door with multicolored glass inlaid at the back of the cloth shop, and said politely, "This is the humble house." ”

When he pushed open the door and walked in, Zhou Mushu hesitated, behind the door were two stone steps, flanked by high gray brick courtyard walls, it was obvious that this expensive shopkeeper connected his shop with the house, and there were a few dripping clothes on it, and even two women's bright red belly pockets.

But Zhou Mushu's hesitation is not because of this, with the length of the street behind the store, you can know that this road will not be very long, at this time the morning has passed, to the point where every household eats, the tip of the nose is already fragrant with food, but this alley is full of fog, and you can only barely see seven or eight steps in front of you when you stare at it.

"Why is it so foggy?" Zhou Mushu only felt a cold breath circling around him for a while, shrunk his head and muttered quietly.

But the shopkeeper walked forward without hesitation, didn't hear what he said, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Lu Yuanyan pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "He said that your boss has a great career and filial piety. ”

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed when he heard this, scratched his melon skin hat, sped up by two points, bowed down and said, "This is all neighborhood, and Mu Shu also knows that I have been down, so this will torment me." ”

Zhou Mushu opened his mouth, turned his head and caught a glimpse of Lu Yuanyan's face with a look that he had never seen in the past few days, a little serious, but with a sense of mockery, as if he knew what Zhou Mushu was going to say, and said in a low voice, "Go over first, and then talk about it in detail later." ”

The alley is easy to walk, one road to the end, it is indeed not long, the three of them quickly entered a courtyard, in the largest hall in the middle, the old man Ling was lying on the couch, wrapped in a blanket in the summer, his face was gray, and he was lying on his back with his mouth wide open, which reminded Zhou Mushu of the fish in the lotus pond that dried up and waited to die.

Lu Yuanyan looked around at the hall, took the soft cushion from the box and began to call the pulse, Old Man Ling's hand was taken out of the blanket, the condition of his arm was like an earthworm climbing a tree vine, thin and shriveled, as if it would be broken into slag when folded, Lu Yuanyan's expression began to turn into real seriousness, Zhou Mushu watched Boss Lu's eyebrows slowly wrinkle on the side, and finally twisted it until he couldn't twist it anymore, and couldn't stop sighing in his heart, it seems that Old Man Ling, who was still alive and kicking in the morning, was really powerless.

The shopkeeper obviously also saw Lu Yuanyan's expression, and sniffed with teary eyes, "How?" What disease? ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuanyan's fingers slowly jumped twice, and he raised his eyes, "When people are old, their health is naturally a little poor, I have a prescription, but this prescription is my family's treasure, outsiders can't look at it, and I need to fry it on the spot, and I also need your shopkeeper to send me a stove in." ”

"It's... Can't you let me wait? I'm not at ease. The shopkeeper rubbed his sleeves, and the two lines of tears seemed to be coming down again.

"But I also said this in the front, medicine is a good thing, but whether it can be cured depends on the creation of your old man, in addition, the ancestral secret recipe is really not for you to see, this is the rule." Lu Yuanyan put the old man's hand back on the blanket, and didn't look at the pitiful appearance of the shopkeeper, his words were euphemistic, but the meaning was very obvious: Your father's life Lord Yama is in charge, I will help you drag it, who has more strength between me and the King of Yama, it's really hard to say, in addition, please go out and don't disturb me to see a doctor.

Your shopkeeper is a smart person, and he read the meaning between the lines clearly, gritted his teeth and looked at the person on the couch twice, clenched his fists and said, "Okay, I'll go and prepare." ”

Seeing people hurriedly going out, Zhou Mushu paced to the edge of the couch, "Am I going to do it or go out?" ”

Lu Yuanyan was rolling the old man's eyelids and didn't raise his head, "There is a well in the yard, you get some water, wait for the stove to come in, and then lock the door." ”

Zhou Mushu nodded noncommittally and went out, the courtyard is not big, there is a bluestone well under the crooked neck tree in the middle, the house on the east side seems to be sold, separated by a fence, there is an old man smoking dry tobacco under the corridor, and a few children with open crotch pants are frolicking, the house on the west side is smaller, and the roof is already a little biased, there is grass, and the door is also locked, swaying in the wind, and it looks like it is about to collapse at any time.

Zhou Mushu Ma'er fetched water, and couldn't help but glance out of the yard again, the fog in the corridor was still not dispersed, and he just wanted to go back to the house but felt cold behind him, as if someone was staring.

There is often a feeling of being stared at, more or less when walking alone at night, there will always be some scary thoughts that come out, Zhou Mushu is not the first time, but this blue sky and white day, the sun is hanging in the sky with a red face, and the cicadas on the trees behind him are still screaming happily at ten o'clock in the morning, it is really a little strange.

What's even more strange is that Zhou Mushu may have been annoyed by Lu Yuanyan's strange words, and he unconsciously stared at the thick fog, as if something would come out of the next second.

The mist was ethereal and permeated with yin qi, and suddenly it became a bubble like boiling water, and the bubbles were spreading out to both sides in an orderly manner.

Is something coming?

Zhou Mushu's hand holding the barrel tightened, and the sound of his heart vibrating clearly crawled up the nerves to the eardrum, beating the drum again and again, and he actually had a strange feeling, which made him unable to move his steps and eyes.

Excited or excited?

The bubbles grew bigger and bigger, and the first thing that appeared inside was a black melon skin hat, and then the expensive shopkeeper ran in, holding a smoking tin stove filled with coal, and kept muttering, "Oh, it's burning me." ”

Zhou Mushu came back to his senses at this time, slapped the little cold well water left in his hand on his temples, and smiled bitterly and was a little stunned, he just was... Actually a little disappointed?