Shangqiu City, next to a small porridge stall, under the eaves

Looking at the silver ingots shining in the sun in Jiujin's hands, the beggar standing in the shadow of the eaves licked his lips that were a little dry and peeling, and his tone was a little hesitant,

"Uncle, you ......"

Twenty taels of silver can be used for a family that farms in the fields, and eats for a year without doing anything.

This is very tempting for a beggar who has no worries.

But when he thought of the mask on this uncle's face, he always felt furious in his heart.

Standing quietly in place, watching the expression on the beggar's face change from light to dark, Jiujin knew that his heart must be struggling.

But he was not in a hurry,

Because, the scales have begun to tilt,

Only the last bit of weight is missing.

Sighing regretfully, Jiujin shook his head, moved his palm, checked the silver in his hand, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "Don't want to.......?"

Watching the ingots of glowing silver withdraw from the white palm, the beggar's heart struggled violently in pain.

"Yes, uncle, I am willing to go!"

"Okay, then you stand here, I'll go and say hello to the stall owner, and I'll wave and you'll come over." Jiujin looked at the beggar in front of him with satisfaction, and the red lines on the mask's eyeballs had spread for some time, getting closer and closer to the eyes.

"Boss, today I invite this beggar to drink porridge, and let him drink as much as you want. It was almost noon, and the stall owner who was about to close the stall was suddenly stopped, and he looked up to see that it was the customer who had just eaten fried dough sticks at his stall.

With a little innocent smile, he raised his eyes and looked, not far away, he kept raising his head, glanced at the beggar who looked here, arched his hand at the nine catties in front of him, and then swung it, and continued to clean up the stall in front of him.

"It's porridge money. It was still the twenty taels of silver, and the nine catties were taken out of the sleeve robe, and the silver was put on the lid by the porridge bucket, making a "bang!" sound.

Looking at the ingot of silver, the stall owner stopped what he was doing.

"If you can get him to drink until he can't drink, that's an added bonus. How?"

Looking at the stall owner's eyes, Jiujin once again took out a piece of silver from his sleeve robe and flashed it in front of the stall owner.

Look at the silver light, look at the size of the fist, the reward in this hand is definitely bigger than the one on the lid of your own pot, it is not small!

"The guest officer gives the silver, so what to do, I will listen to you. ”

He took out a bowl, put the porridge bucket and spoon out again, and the stall owner said as he quickly laid out the dick.

"Let's get started. ”

Jiujin beckoned to the beggar not far away, and after seeing him walking towards this side, he pulled up a bench nearby and sat at the very end of the porridge stall, crossed Erlang's legs, put his hands on his legs, supported his head, and quietly watched the good show that was about to start in front of him.

......

Qingpingfang, noon

"Autumn equinox, downstairs to check the road guide, let's still use the old way. ”

The scholar and Han Qiufen stood under the restaurant where they had changed their clothes yesterday, looking at the door close at hand, and did not move their steps.

Looking around, the scholar pulled the sleeve of the autumn equinox, whispered, and walked along the outside of the wall of the restaurant into the sandwich between the two houses.

Seeing that the scholar was gone, Han Qiufen wandered outside for a while, looked left and right without a trace, and walked in along the restaurant on the right and the sandwich of the house next to him.

Still yesterday at the railing on the second floor, the two jumped up in the air from two directions.

Bent down, pointed out, pointed forward, and finally put the finger in front of his lips. The scholar squinted his eyes and saw Han Qiufen, nodded, and walked slowly forward.

From both ends, keeping the same movements, the two walked slowly towards the place where the two of them changed clothes and took off their masks.

The window was still ridged, and the room was still the same furnishings, and there was no one.

The scholar and Han Qiufen glanced at each other, the scholar nodded, and took the first step towards the wooden window.

The movement that came in was too great, the small table placed against the wall shook for a while, and a cup shook to the edge, and when it was about to fall, the scholar hurriedly copied it.

OK......

The box with vermilion lacquer!

Putting the cup on the table, the scholar quickened his pace and walked quickly to the small box, and after a "pop", the small box opened.

It's still the masks, but the dresses below that belong to different people, to men, women and children, are gone.

There were only a dozen masks lying alone in the box.

The scholar scratched his head in confusion and picked up a mask casually.

The mask is laughing......

This mask is not those subtle smiles of yesterday, and the smile on this mask can be described as crazy.

The lips that were about to reach the ear were curled, and the two were about to fall out, and the hysterical eyeballs were looking at him.

The scholar, whose scalp was a little numb, put down the mask in his hand.

Picked up another one at random,

This .......

It's terrified.......

The eyes shaped by the vivid painting skills are shrunk into a pupil the size of a pinpoint, and the whites of the eyes cover two-thirds of the entire eye socket.

The lips that trembled slightly and opened to the sides.

It...... Looking at my .......

Behind!

The scholar's eyes shrank to the extreme in an instant, and sweat broke out from his back.

These masks ......

Yesterday's smile, bitter smile, sneer....... It's all gone........

A mask of madness........ Look at me........ That's hysterical madness........

The rest of the masks are panicked, scared, frightened.

And........

They're all looking behind me!!

Bang!

The sound of the cup falling to the ground and breaking became the rhythm of the beginning,

Ahh

A strange chant suddenly sounded, inaccurate, with twilight and joy.

There are seams in the cage, and there are seams in the air,

The birds that can't be stopped,

Want to run out......

The sky wept, and the ground slippery,

It was that dawn of the night

Even the white crane and the turtle fell,

Don't get up yet,

Turn your head and you'll find that

Who is standing behind you?