Chapter Twenty-Nine: Is It Him?
"Brother Shen, wait a moment for me. Passing through an alley, Yu Meng suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Shen Luo.
"Brother Yu, please. Shen Luo said.
Yu Meng walked quickly into the alley, and his figure quickly disappeared into it.
Shen Luo stopped and looked at the surrounding environment, thinking back to the various situations he had seen before, and secretly thinking in his heart about how to open his mouth and ask him about something when he arrived at Yu Meng's house.
"Big brother, please, can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten for two days. Shen Luo was pondering, and a crisp voice came from the side.
Shen Luo turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a little girl around seven or eight years old standing timidly not far away.
The little girl's sackcloth shirt was dirty and covered with patches, and her arms and calves were exposed because they were so wide that she held a broken bowl in her two hands, and looked at it with a wistful gaze.
"I don't have anything to eat, and I don't have any money...... Shen Luo was soft-hearted by the little girl, put his hand into his pocket, and tossed twice, indicating that he had nothing to do.
"Brother Shen, what's wrong?" Yu Meng's voice came, and he walked out of the alley quickly.
He had two more long black knives at his waist, much narrower than the back of the chopping knife he used before, but the blade was longer, and it was stuck diagonally on the back of his waist, and he was carrying something bulging in his arms.
When the little girl saw Yu Meng, especially the blade in his hand, her little face showed a look of panic, and she quickly turned around and fled.
"Alas, the world is bleak, and the people are miserable...... Let's go. Yu Meng saw this and sighed.
Shen Luo looked at the thin figure who fled in the wilderness, and his heart was a little blocked, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
The two continued on their way, and soon left the block.
There were many more trees on the side of the road ahead, and the road surface began to narrow, and residential courtyards began to appear on both sides of the road.
There are fewer pedestrians, homes are closed, roads may not be cleared for a long time, and fallen leaves are everywhere and tumbling in the wind.
Not long after, Shen Luo followed Yu Meng to a tall mansion, and the word "Yu Fu" was written on the plaque at the main entrance.
This house sits in the north and faces south, the main entrance is wide, enough for four or five people to walk in parallel, the two doors are painted with a layer of gold paint, although most of them have peeled off, still reveal a brilliant atmosphere, the door also places a pair of red lacquer stone carved lions that are two feet high, compared with the surrounding households, there is obviously a feeling of standing out from the crowd.
"Brother Yu, it turned out to be a child of a big family. Seeing this, Shen Luo smiled slightly.
"It's all my father's mess around, now the world is rampant with demons, the world is chaotic, what's the use of these appearances?"
Yu Meng said, and was about to step forward to push the door, when a sound of footsteps came from the side, but it was the three congregations who walked over quickly.
Yu Meng withdrew his hand and greeted him.
"Young master, Tian Chong has already been sent home, and the comfort silver has also been sent. A black-faced man said with his fists clenched.
"Okay, you've worked hard, let's go back and rest first. A hint of gloom flashed in Yu Meng's eyes, and he nodded and said.
The three servants agreed, nodded slightly to Shen Luo, said hello, and then turned around and went home.
"Brother Shen, I'll leave for a while, and I'll be back right away. After a few people left, Yu Meng groaned slightly and said to Shen Luo.
"Brother Yu has something to do, just go and get busy. Shen Luo knew that Yu Meng wanted to go to Tian Chong's house, so naturally he wouldn't stop him.
Yu Meng arched his hand and walked away quickly, heading in the direction of the previous ones.
Shen Luo watched Yu Meng's figure go away, and sighed secretly in his heart, just waiting in front of the mansion, while looking at the surrounding environment, but he was not bored.
A moment later, Yu Meng rushed back from the front, his eyes slightly red.
"Brother Shen has been waiting for a long time, let's go, follow me into the house. He said apologetically.
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.
"Young Master, you're back. ”
The heavy door creaked open, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little fat man greeted him with a smile, but when he saw Shen Luo behind, a trace of surprise flashed in his flexible eyes, and the sensible didn't ask much.
"Is my father back?" asked Yu Meng, whose expression had regained his composure.
"The lord has returned, in the inner room. The little fat man looked back and replied.
"This Shen Luo brother I just met, Xiao Shunzi, you go and clean up that wing room first. Yu Meng gave a command to the little fat man, led Shen Luo into the gate, and walked towards the inner courtyard.
This courtyard is a three-entry courtyard, with a rigorous layout, towering eaves and ridges, and a high-walled courtyard, which is quite spectacular.
However, what surprised Shen Luo was that there was no servant in the huge courtyard, which seemed quite deserted, and until now he entered the courtyard, he only saw the little Shunzi alone.
Think about it, your house in Chunhua County is not inferior to the house, but there are also a lot of servants and maids up and down.
Passing through the courtyard, the two came to a spacious main hall, the ground is paved with large artemisia bluestone, flat as a mirror, hard as iron, tables and chairs are also dark rosewood, and some antique ornaments are placed next to the walls on the left and right sides, which are quite luxuriously arranged.
It's just that in the deepest part of the hall, in front of a relief screen, there is a tall statue, but it is not three clear and six royal, five directions and five elders, but a middle-aged scribe with a pen, three long whiskers beating his chest, quite elegant.
In front of the statue is an incense table, full of incense, candles, offerings, etc., and incense smoke is swirling.
The statues, incense cases, and the extravagant decoration in the hall are very incongruous, and they look nondescript and even a little funny.
Shen Luo couldn't help but show a strange look when he saw the layout in the hall.
His family is also a wealthy businessman in the county, and he knows that rich and noble people pay the most attention to pomp and face, and every detail in the main hall of hospitality must be carefully arranged, how can this scene be made?
"Let the elder brother smile, my father is a person who learns the Tao, and he does things casually, and the layout of the house is a little messy. Yu Meng saw Shen Luo's expression and explained with a smile, obviously Shen Luo was not the only one who felt strange about the layout here.
"How can it be, Uncle Yu acts in an eclectic manner, which is everyone's demeanor. Is he free at the moment? Shen Luo smiled, and became a little interested in this person who had turned the main hall into a Taoist temple.
"Actually, you've already seen it. Yu Meng blinked and said mysteriously.
Shen Luo was stunned and was about to ask.
"Meng'er, where are you running around again, you rabbit cub, and you came back so late, and I waited for you for a long time! Did I let you buy something?" A slightly old voice sounded outside, and with the sound, a short and fat figure walked in.
Shen Luo turned his head and couldn't help but widen his eyes after seeing the appearance of the person who came.
It turned out to be him?
The person who came was none other than the short and fat old man in a golden silk robe among the previous immortal masters in the city, and he was also the one who rescued Yu Meng.
The old man is holding a vermilion wine gourd in his hand at the moment, his face is red, his eyes are foggy, and he is already three or four points drunk, he looks like an ordinary old man who is greedy for wine, where is there still the slightest bit of the high-minded immortal style when he was in the city before?