On the days of July and August, the heat was scorching, and the people in the alley skewers had to be free, a pu fan, a pot of mint cores, three or two snuffs and a game of chess, and they squatted under the shade of the trees to rest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This land is like a lump of incense, clinging to Shichahai like a slurry, except for the courtyard where the ancestors have taken root for generations, the rest are the places where some dignitaries and dignitaries are vying for, one is that this is at the foot of the root of the imperial city, stained with the royal spirit of the Forbidden City, and the second is because this place is all old mansions, and there are even two Baylor mansions, an old palace, all say that the old mansions hide treasures, not to mention the treasures left after the Huanghuang Qing Dynasty was destroyed, and no one will let go.

Kang Yan Middle School is near this pimple of land, and there are often well-dressed half-grown children passing by, but few people are willing to come in, they are all young people with strong blood, new culture, new ideas, naturally sneer at these rotten things.

Zhou Mushu was holding a piece of butter paper and slowly walking into the alley at this time, although his white face had never been expressionless, but there was a faint excitement in his eyes, and the butter paper bag under his hand was also clenched for three points, straight to the old but clean clothes on his chest with a few black folds.

"Mushu!" Someone behind him shouted, his voice loud and frivolous, "What are you doing in such an alley, do you still want to learn from other people's old houses to make a fortune?" ”

Zhou Mushu didn't speak, just frowned slightly, the trace of dissatisfaction was fleeting, and his feet were a little faster, but the person behind him didn't give up, shouted at the top of his voice, and turned the bicycle bell twice, and the sound came out several meters away.

"The stuff in those old houses is not clean! Don't mess with anything you shouldn't mess with! The conditions at home can't afford to let you go to the hospital! “

The wind in the alley is in the form of a trumpet, Gu Xianzhi's voice is not small, and this time it is even transmitted like a broadcast, and several old men playing chess under the trees raised their eyes, looked at the people in front of them through the crooked glasses frame, and grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow and black cigarette teeth and smiled.

"Doll, what your brother said is right, don't enter this old house if you can, don't get the things you want, make yourself a mess first."

Zhou Mushu opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't say it, just breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to walk forward as if he was concentrating, his steps were very slow, but also very steady, like a walk, and like a solemn ceremony, one of the old men took a puff of dry smoke and snorted, "Now these dolls, where are they slipping away, I'm afraid that another one will go to Rongbeile Mansion to die." “

The shriveled old men who were staring at the chessboard raised their heads and looked at Zhou Mushu when they heard this, their faces were quite frightened, and with a hint of regret, someone sighed quietly, "It's been more than ten years, and it hasn't stopped, and it doesn't stop until it makes the chicken and dog restless. “

"Old five, there is a god with three feet on your head, and you can speak leisurely." The old man in a gray and blue robe spoke, the old man's beard was all white, his beard trembled, and he held a chess piece in his left hand, knocking on the chessboard "popping", but the words were a literati popularity, "That Mrs. Jinlan treats everyone well on weekdays, although it is a house-filling, people live with everyone's demeanor, I think I became a Hanlin back then, she has not married into the Rong Mansion, and she has been cooking more than a dozen ......"

"Come on, Qiu Hanlin Qiu Ge, you still have to drag out this old sesame rotten millet to make soup, and it doesn't smell too musty." It was a middle-aged man who spoke, his face full of disdain and contempt, "You said that this Mrs. Jinlan has a deep affection for you?" Oh, twenty eggs are not worth a box of gold and silver, and when the butt turns, this is Rong Belle's concubine, for so many years, have people thought about you in gold and silver? ”

The voice became louder and louder, there was the argument of the former Qing Lao Hanlin's red face, the consolation of the mud, and a few shouts of melon seed skin, but Zhou Mushu didn't even look back, just walked firmly into the depths of the alley, as long as he got there, it seemed that everything was settled.

The noise behind him became farther and farther away, Zhou Mushu finally stood still, sighed as if he had collapsed after exercise, raised his hand and knocked on a small vermilion door in front of him.

It's just a small side door! Zhou Mushu squinted and raised his head, looking a little stunned for a while, the door suddenly "squeak-" opened a small crack, and a gray-haired head poked out of it, although it was white, it was only the back of the head, the front half of this person's head was bare, and a pair of shining eyes below made Zhou Mushu a little flustered.

"Who are you looking for? Ahem. “

As soon as the old man spoke, Zhou Mushu was a little flustered, his voice was hoarse and low, and he didn't have much strength, as if he was going to fall down in front of him in the next second.

Zhou Mushu swallowed his saliva, his throat was also a little tight, this voice was familiar to him, Wang Erye smoked a big cigarette to smoke his throat like this, just turned forty and returned to the west, looking at the situation of this old eunuch, it is estimated that it is not far away, he thought, unconsciously shivered, the sun outside was scorching, as soon as the door opened, there was a burst of yin air blowing out like a wind on the ground, which made people feel excited.

"Who are you looking for?" The old eunuch asked again tremblingly, and also covered the Zhu Gate a little more vigilantly.

"Don't, don't!" Zhou Mushu hurriedly came back to his senses, handed over the butter paper, and said with a smile, "I am Kangren's student, and there is a gentleman in a silk coat outside who asked me to give this to you, saying that as long as I stay in Mrs. Jinlan's room for three days, everything will be easy until he comes." “

The old eunuch was still very alert, but he raised his hand to take the butter paper packet, opened it with suspicion, and his brows, which were already twisted like snakes, were tightened a little, and he muttered in a dumb voice, "Huh, this? ”

Zhou Mushu was also stunned, but he couldn't care so much at the moment, watching the sun crawl down, as soon as he turned around, he slipped out like a fish, his steps were much brisker, and he only explained loudly, "The silk coat said, your lady is sick like this, and you will be the dead horse as the live horse doctor, you can't be wrong, as long as three days, three days will be done!" “

There is no need to take a slow stance, Zhou Mushu rushed into another alley in twos and threes, but was pulled by his sleeve, and turned around to be a very delicate little girl, eleven or twelve years old, wearing a light dress, with a sweet and glutinous voice, but the tone was quite old-fashioned, "Have you done everything?" ”

"That's it." Zhou Mushu nodded honestly.

The little girl glanced at the alley intentionally or unintentionally, a trace of indescribable light flashed in her eyes, but it was fleeting, she smiled at him, raised her hand and threw out a cloth bag, "Twenty oceans, say okay." ”

Zhou Mushu hurriedly took it, carefully protected it in his arms and nodded, and finally soaked in sweat and smiled contentedly, the little girl saw that he was sure to be fine, shook her head and was about to leave, but was called again.

"Girl, what the hell is this Haunted Mansion of Rongbelor?" Zhou Mushu was obviously a little worried, "I just saw that in that door, there was a cold air from beginning to end, I don't have anything, can my mother eat when she is sick?" ”

He agreed to help, in order to have enough twenty oceans to buy his mother's medicine for a while, if he went on a trip, he would be infected with some of Gu Xianzhi's words, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

When the little girl heard him speak, she laughed out loud, and called a rickshaw, "I've hugged my second uncle's baby for so long, don't talk about this Rongbeile Mansion, even if you go down to Qing Dongling, it's not a problem." ”

Zhou Mushu was still standing stunned, the little girl jumped into the rickshaw with her skirt and smiled at him, "If you feel flustered, in three days, you can come to Rongbeile Mansion, and I will let the second uncle exorcise evil spirits for you!" Hahaha. ”

The little girl's voice was very loud, which attracted the sideways glances of others, Zhou Mushu's face was already thin, but now he was even more red, gritted his teeth, and ran to the Chengdong Pharmacy with the twenty oceans in his arms.

There is no lack of hustle and bustle in the courtyard of Baylor Mansion, the next hall is full of flowers, sheng singing and dancing, the smoke in the air for a long time is so smoked that people can't open their eyes, the gray-haired Rong Baylor is shrunk on the cloud brocade goose down cushion and plays with a jade carved swan, a pair of lazy and lazy eyes squint comfortably, snort slightly, the white and fat women around them, and the women with heavy makeup will be courteous and hand over the slow-burning small smoked gun at hand, and Rong Baylor can't wait to take a sip, and he can't wait to stretch out a white and tender crispy hand lightly, and said coquettishly, "Wrongdoer." ”

Rong Beile moved his body, and began to squint and look up and down at the young actors invited from the opera troupe in the capital.

The person at the head is even worse, but the red makeup and pink Dai are carrying a gun, singing the famous "Mu Guiying is in charge", even if the smoke is around, it is difficult to hide a handsome demeanor, it is a corner of the city, the bamboo gentleman Jiang Yiruo.

The reason why this person is called a "bamboo gentleman" is because even if people in the world look down on the ninth-rate actor, no one dares to look down on this Jiang Yiruo, this Jiang Yiruo was a soldier in his early years, but he was injured and sent back within two years, and entered the opera troupe at the age of seventeen to learn art.

Although Jiang Yiruo is the one who sings Hua Dan with his voice, on the stage, everyone is as soft as he is, but he takes off his costume, but he is very different from those Dan corners, just being a soldier is extraordinary, and he has a lot of quirks, one is that he loves bamboo like his life, and the other is that someone invites him to sing, it depends on his mood, otherwise no one will go, so he gave the nickname "Bamboo Gentleman".

Everyone knows that this Rong Beile is very, men and women are very, and they are all good for him, this time I thought that if Jiang Yi didn't come, who knew that it didn't take much to speak, and he actually responded with a full mouth.

"Lord Baylor~" Someone pulled the dizzy old Baylor back from Mu Guiying's body, and climbed the gorgeous buckle with a green hand, it was the aunt of the Belle Xinna, who was young and tight, and she was also very smart, and said delicately, "That Jinlan strange disease is not good, is it not possible to let her occupy the good land in our house?" ”

The face of Rong Baylor sank, and even his already dark face became black, and the jade swan in his hand slammed to the old sandalwood table, and it made a loud noise, and after this time, even the sound of musical instruments stopped, just because the old Baylor was too angry, his eyes rolled over, and he almost didn't pass, and the old woman went up to support him, and kept stroking the chest of the old Baylor, and he didn't want to frown and rub the corners of his eyes, "Evil, evil, what are you doing with this master of evil." ”

The aunt was so frightened by the variables in front of her that she knelt on the ground, and she didn't dare to make a sound, but only grabbed her indigo handkerchief and trembled.

This room is in a mess, but that room is surprisingly quiet.

The old eunuch carefully folded the oiled paper and put it in the drawer, and wiped the contents of the paper carefully and put it beside the bed.

The bed is a good bed with yellow pears, but it has been a little creaking for a long time, and there is a skinny body lying on it, and her face has long been gray and aging, but it can be seen that it is a woman, the woman barely opened her eyes, staring at the sky in a daze, and the corners of her mouth are uncontrollably pulled out from time to time A weird smile, mixed with the sound of "grunting", in this dim small courtyard is extremely mad.

Her left and right hands were placed at her sides, but her right hand with the jade bracelet twitched from time to time.

But even so, she still has a neat bun mixed with jasmine oil, a jade hairpin, and a well-fitting emerald flag suit.

The old eunuch stood for a while with cloudy eyes full of tears, but suddenly turned around and kowtowed three times to the baby beside the bed, and the sound was earth-shattering.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, if the Bodhisattva blesses the third sister to get better, you can take the cheap life of the old slave, God bless, God bless, it's really him, he's really back!"