Chapter 63: Reminiscing about Erniang's past

The old bustard accomplished his mission with a small packet of powder bought for a few pennies. Since then, the royal puppy has been visiting the drunken smoke shop every now and then for fun, but he soon discovers that the girl he has just gotten his hands on is aging at an alarming rate. In just one month, she seemed to be a completely different person, her face was wrinkled, her eyes were dull, her teeth were yellow and loose, and her breasts were shrunken and sagging...... The goddess turned into an aunt in a blink of an eye, which made the emperor lose everything, and almost ended up with Xue Qingyun, I couldn't help but wonder if I had lost my eyes at the beginning, and then wondered if I would be infected with this aging disease, and even began to doubt life.

Since then, all the guests, including the royal dog, have stopped touching the girl, and she does not seem to be aging, but she has not regained her original appearance. For more than ten years, she has maintained the appearance of being in her fifties and sixties, living in seclusion on weekdays and wearing a veil when she goes out on the street. People gradually forgot her original name, so they called her "Erniang". According to common sense, the drunken smoke shop will not keep this kind of girl who has no use value, but Erniang is a very easy-going person, polite to everyone, and speaks softly, plus the bustard still has a trace of guilt for what he did before, and he is embarrassed to drive her away directly. What's more, Erniang's "color decay art is still there", piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs, all kinds of skills are not only not damaged like their faces, but are more exquisite than before. Covering your face, pulling up the curtains, blowing, playing and singing is also an excellent enjoyment, attracting many literati and artists to come to cheer. It's a pity that the number of people is decreasing, because most of them are vassals and elegant people, and at first they came to have a lively picture of freshness, but when they saw Erniang's appearance, they realized that they and her could not develop a romantic affair like in romance novels, and immediately adhered to the ancient precept that men and women are not intimate.

Over time, there are very few people who listen to music and appreciate art, and Erniang has lived in this prosperous place for twenty years like air, until the intermittent cry breaks the quiet loneliness. Erniang followed the sound and found the baby girl who was placed in a broken bamboo basket in the trash can on the corner of the street. As soon as the baby girl saw Erniang, she immediately stopped crying. When Erniang saw the baby girl, she was shocked, it was raining cold and biting strangely, and the umbrella she was holding had already formed a layer of frost, and although the baby girl was not clothed, her face was vegetable, and she looked sick, but her body was unharmed. What's even more incredible is that when the cold raindrops hit the baby girl's skin, they turned directly into wisps of steam and drifted into the air. Erniang reached out to hug her, and suddenly felt a powerful electric current coming from her fingertips, and she almost couldn't stand steadily. At this time, Erniang discovered that there seemed to be a dark gray gas rotating in the baby girl's chest, and countless white, orange, and purple electric lights burst out from this mass of gas, swimming along the meridians to the whole body.

Erniang felt a little scared, but she couldn't bear to leave the baby girl alone, so she lifted the broken bamboo basket, took three steps and ran back to the drunken smoke workshop. She rushed upstairs without looking back, closed the door as soon as she entered her room, and then put the bamboo basket on the table, and sat on the edge of the bed at a distance, gasping for breath, frightened. After recovering her strength, she cautiously approached the bamboo basket, and when she looked over, she saw that the baby girl was smiling sweetly at her, and there was no harm in the slightest, but the gas and electric light in her chest were still restless. Erniang suddenly thought that this baby girl had been abandoned here for an unknown amount of time, and her stomach must be hungry. She couldn't get milk for a while, so she had to go downstairs to find a big bowl of rice milk and feed it to the baby girl. The baby girl was not a picky eater either, and drank it all the time.

Strange to say, as soon as she drank this bowl of rice milk, all the gas and electric light in the baby girl's body disappeared, her skin gradually regained her luster, and even the heavy rain outside the window suddenly stopped, and the sky cleared again. Erniang faintly felt that this baby girl was a gift from God, and her future fate would be closely linked to her. Needless to say, this baby girl is a girl.

Since then, Erniang has been dependent on this girl, and the burden is even heavier, but Erniang would rather not have enough food and clothing, and never let the girl be hungry and frozen. In order to feed the two mouths, Erniang took over all the heavy and dirty work in the drunken smoke workshop, washing and cooking for the girls, serving tea and pouring water for the guests, and cleaning up the garbage inside and outside the house. But no matter how angry she was outside, as long as she went back to the house and saw the girl's cute smiling face, Erniang felt relaxed and tired. After the girl grew up, Erniang became her teacher again, taught her literacy, taught her skills, and passed on all her skills. The cold and summer come and go, the stars change, and in a blink of an eye, the little girl has grown into a big girl, and Erniang also feels that she is aging. In the past, she was just old and her body was still full of vitality, but now that she is in her thirties, she has almost completed the work that ordinary people can do in sixty years, and her years of hard work have already absorbed her vitality like a locust. She couldn't wash hundreds of clothes a day like before, she couldn't carry a bundle of firewood from the door to the room in one go, she couldn't hold a girl the same size as when she first came to the drunken smoke shop above her head, and what was even more fatal was that she found out that she had a strange disease.

When she found out about this strange disease, Erniang was mopping the floor. This room is the largest box in the drunken smoke shop, and several distinguished guests who have just been partying all night have a hangover and fall to the ground. Erniang dragged it carefully, like a painter, working on painting paper piled with shards of melon peel porcelain and vomit. But as I said earlier, she was old, and her hands and feet were not entirely at her mercy, and a dirty mop swept across the face of a distinguished guest, waking him up directly.

This man is the godson of the richest man in Arc Nao City, nicknamed "The Richest Man" - he has also thought of other more poetic nicknames, but only this nickname can make people know their identity at a glance. The "richest man" opened his hazy sleepy eyes, wiped his face, smelled it, and suddenly woke up halfway, staggering to find someone who dared to move a mop on Tai Sui's head. Erniang panicked early, and hurriedly took a clean towel to wipe the face of the "richest man". "The richest man" shook off the towel, didn't say a word, waved his fist, and hit Erniang with his head and face.

"Ouch!

"Ouch! I'm X!"

The first sound was said by Erniang, and the second sound was made by "the richest man". Erniang, whose hair was disrupted, thought that the "richest man" was learning to speak by herself, and she didn't bother combing it, and was about to continue to apologize, but she was stunned by the scene in front of her. The "richest man" who was still majestic just now sat on the ground, his eyes staring at his hands in a daze, those hands can no longer be called "hands": a layer of gray-brown hard spots grew on the skin, all the hairs on it dried up and fell off, the blood in the blood vessels below seemed to coagulate, and all the fingers lost their ability to move, frozen there, becoming dry, hard and black. And these changes are creeping up the arm and now to the shoulder......

Erniang didn't know what was going on, but the "richest man" knew very well in his heart: he was turning into wood one by one!

Several other drunks also woke up one after another to the screams of "the richest man", some were so frightened that they ran away, and some tried to go up to help, but they didn't know how to help.

"Chop off my hand! Cut off my hand!" The "richest man" who had no longer obeyed his hand shouted hysterically at his friend.

However, by the time his friends brought the axes, the "richest man" had been transformed into a wooden carving.

Because at the time of the incident, only Erniang and the "richest man" were sober, there was no third person around, and the "richest man" did not have time to say what happened, so when the panicked Erniang took advantage of the chaos to leave the scene, the friends of the "richest man" counted the account on the head of the drunken smoke shop, and confidently claimed that the wine and fruits provided by the drunken smoke shop were poisonous.

Erniang wasn't sure what was going on at the time, but she knew that the man had become like that after hitting her head, she caught a mouse and touched her hair with the mouse, and finally knew the truth of the matter. She was afraid that people would treat her as a monster when they found out about it, and she was even more afraid that her strange disease would hurt the people around her, especially the girl. In the painful struggle, Erniang remembered a legend she heard when she was a child, there is a person named Huahai Yixian in the world, who can cure all kinds of strange diseases, but no one has ever seen Huahai Yixian, and no one knows where this person is.

After thinking about it for a while, Erniang made a decision, she left all her savings to the girl, and a letter explaining the reason and purpose of her departure, and instructed many things, as if they would never meet again. >