There is a saying in Hongshi Village: If you ask for something, you can go to King Xiao's Mansion, take care of food and housing, and manage to stay.

Fan Zhi is a frequent visitor to Xiao Wangfu, he is a person who lives all over the world, and he eats all over the world with his kung fu.

His kung fu is ordinary, but he is a straightforward person, straightforward and cheerful, and likes to be helpful.

This point of his is deeply liked by Xiao Gongzi. It's just that it's late at night, and his sudden visit makes Bai Qi'er, the shopkeeper of the Xiao family, very angry.

He put on an overcoat, opened the door, and scolded angrily in displeasure: "In the middle of the night, what are you knocking?"

"I'm Fan Zhi. Fan Zhi dismounted, holding the reins in his hand.

"Who do I care who you are? Do you think this is your home?" "Come when you want, leave when you want?"

"No, butler white, I have something to ask for. ”

"What's the matter?"

"This woman has committed suicide, do you see if you can save him?"

"Bring it in" The white housekeeper closed the door, took Fan Zhi around a winding path, flower beds, rockery, and finally walked into a living room behind the rockery. There are two exits in this hall, east and west, and each exit has a fan-shaped screen, which is engraved with the remains of ancient Qingbian. The master of the Xiao family is a fan of Qingbian, and for several years, he has been collecting and looking for Qingbian's authentic works, but whenever he bumps into it, he will buy it at a high price and treasure it at home.

Fan Zhi tied up the horse, then hugged the Ling'er girl, and followed the white butler into an antique reception room. This small room is equipped with a small bed, table and stools, and some simple daily necessities. On a windowsill in the most prominent part of this room, a row of lush bonsai grows vigorously with intertwined roots.

Fan Zhi put Ling'er girl on an old wooden bed in the house, although this wooden bed is old, but it is an old antique, this bed is said to have a history of 1,800 years, it is cut from fine golden silk nan wood.

The grain of this wood is rich and varied, and it can also be changed with each other. Fan Zhi looked at the dragon scales on the bed and asked Baiqi'er: "This bed is really special, the texture on the bed is really beautiful." ”

Bai Qi'er checked the wound for Miss Ling'er, bowed her head and said: "This wood is resistant to corrosion and insects, it is not cool to touch in winter, and it has been a royal coffin for hundreds of years." He said, stretched out his hand to check Ling'er girl's head, opened her eyelids and looked at it again, and said: "This girl fell very badly, fortunately you sent it in time, she still has a breath left, you go to the kitchen to cook some ice ginseng, I will feed her a nine-turn soul rejuvenation pill first." ”

"Where can I find ice ginseng?"

Bai Qi'er took out a white root-like thing from the medicine box he carried with him, and handed it to Fan Zhi: "Go, take it to the kitchen, don't cut it into sections, put it directly into a bowl, add half a bowl of water, and simmer over low heat." Stewed and served. ”

Fan Zhi took the ice ginseng, bypassed several classical small pavilions, and walked into the kitchen built with ice grass from the previous year. Why does this kitchen have to be built with ice grass the year before last, if this is for embalming, on weekdays, the ingredients of the Xiao family are transported from all over the Central Plains. These ingredients, if they are not refrigerated with ice grass from the previous year, will definitely rot.

Fan Zhi walked into the kitchen quickly with the ice ginseng, the kitchen was cold, Fan Zhi sneezed and looked around.

A wild cat heard the footsteps of the people, and continued to lower its head to eat the squid stolen from the table, and it barked while eating, not taking the oncoming Fan Zhi seriously at all.

"Go to ......" Fan Zhi kicked it away. "It's fat like this, and it's still eat!" he said, squatting down and lighting the fire in the stove, putting a large iron pot, pouring some water into it, finding another cage drawer, and finally putting the ice ginseng into a bone china bowl, and half a bowl of water submerged the ice ginseng. I squatted slowly, waiting for the ginseng tea to be boiled.

The wild cat lay on the ground and ate it, and when it looked up for a private look, it jumped out of the window. It was followed out by a black figure. Fan Zhi seemed to feel something, and he exclaimed, "Who?"

The figure was agile and quickly disappeared from the roof of the kitchen.

Fan Zhi thought that his eyes were dazzled, so he opened the lid of the pot, took out the ginseng tea, and then carefully carried it back to the living room.

Behind him, there was a person who had been quietly following him, and this person had done so well that he had come and gone without a trace. But people make mistakes, and horses stumble. He followed, his brain short-circuited, and accidentally touched the threshold under his feet, only to hear the door of the living room clang, Fan Zhi immediately turned his head. "Who?"

"Who are you talking to?" Bai Qi'er bandaged Ling'er's legs and asked at the door.

"I felt like someone was following me. Fan Zhi muttered in his mouth and walked in with ice ginseng soup. He saw that the housekeeper was sorting out the quilt that had slipped down for Miss Ling'er, and he was a little unhappy. "What's wrong with this girl, can she be saved. ”

"I can save her, but I don't know how you plan to place her after she is saved. ”

"How about I settle down, how about staying in the house and being a maid?"

"It's all for later. Come and hand me your ginseng soup, and I'll feed this girl. ”

Fan Zhi handed over the ginseng soup, and then stood aside.

"You're not tired, find a stool and sit down. Bai Qi'er blew the ginseng soup in the bowl with his mouth and looked at Fan Zhi. Fan Zhi was already exhausted, and when he heard Bai Qi'er say this, he simply pulled a stool and sat aside.

"Zixian, you come out for a while. Bai Qi'er blew the ginseng soup and shouted at the next door. A moment later, a maid dressed in purple walked in from outside, sleepy-eyed. She wears a small white flower on her head and pouts.

Fan Zhi looked at her and thought, "This girl looks average, but she is also delicate." ”

Zixian glanced at Fan Zhi and bent down to take the small bowl in the butler's hand. "Little white housekeeper, it's so late, who did your old man save?"

"Fan Zhi brought, I don't know where it came from. ”

"Yo, I didn't know where I was coming from, so I casually brought it back. Zixian frowned and helped Ling'er girl up. She took the soup spoon and fed Ling'er spoonful by spoon, looking very intimate. Seeing this, the housekeeper stood up and said to Fan Zhi, "You and I can rest, and leave the rest to Zixian." ”

Fan Zhi yawned and left with the housekeeper.

The next day, Ling'er woke up in a burning pain. She opened the curtain of the bed and was shocked: Where is this? Is this the underworld? Just when she was puzzled, Zixian twisted and walked in.

"Are you awake?"

"Who are you? This underworld is too good, isn't it?"

"What is the underworld? This is the Xiao Mansion. ”

"Xiao Mansion, there is still Xiao Mansion in the Underworld?"

"What a mess, this is the Xiao Mansion of Hongshi Village. ”

"Am I not dead?"

"I'm not dead, don't let my little white housekeeper save me. ”

"Woo woo......" When Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but hide her face and cry bitterly.

"What's wrong with you, what are you crying about?"

"Who asked you to save me in one more move, is it easy for me to find a short-term vision? Ling'er said this, Fan Zhi walked in from the outside, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Ling'er sitting up.

"Are you awake, girl?" Fan Zhi walked up.

"Who are you?"

"I saved you in the Drunken Red Mansion last night!" Fan Zhi touched his head. "My name is Fan Zhi. ”

"Who asked you to save me?" Ling'er was furious again, "Are you idle, I finally mustered up the courage to die, but you saved me." ”

"If there's anything you can't think of, it's better to die than to live. Fan Zhi tried to comfort her, but at this time, Bai Qi'er called outside: "Zixian, you come out for a while." ”

"Yes!" Zixian walked out when she heard the voice.

When they arrived at the living room, Xiao Gongzi and Fan Zhi sat on chairs. Xiao Gongzi held a cup in his hand and slowly tasted tea. Fan Zhi held a thick notebook in his hand, and said while flipping it over: "Childe, why did that Hua Mantian suddenly ask you for a maid?"

"I don't know!" Xiao Gongzi put down the cup and glanced at the purple fairy who walked in. "Just this girl, pick a few more and send them together. ”

"What, Childe, where are you sending me?" Zixian was not happy.

"I'll give you to the flowers!" added the white butler.

"No, I'm not going. ”

"If you don't go, who will. ”

"Can I find someone to replace me?"

"Looking for whom?"

"Didn't you save a girl last night? ”

"No, her origin is unknown!" the white butler shook his head.

"Since the origin is unknown, it's not a matter of staying in our house!" Zixian tried to convince the butler.

"This ......" Butler Bai looked at Xiao Gongzi with a question in his eyes.

"No, what do you mean, butler, who did you save last night?" Xiao Gongzi looked confused.

"It's a woman brought back by Fan Zhi. ”

"It's Fan Zhi again, what's wrong with him lately, he treats us here as a charity hall?"

"I think so. ”

"Does that woman have a husband's family? Where did she come from, if she is not yet married, she will give it to Hua Mantian. Xiao Gongzi told the white butler, got up and walked out.

"It's still my son-in-law who loves me!" Zixian glanced at Bai Qi'er and followed Xiao Gongzi out.

"Heh!" Bai Qi'er shook her head helplessly and spat on the ground. "Why don't you remember that it was your son Xiao who didn't want you just now?" he put down the notebook in his hand, got up and went to the room where Ling'er lived.

Fan Zhi had been standing outside the door, and when he saw Bai Qi'er coming over, he immediately greeted him. "Butler White, you're finally here. “

"What's wrong?"

"The woman woke up and kept crying, complaining that we had saved her. ”

"Really?" said the white butler as he walked into the house, "where did you bring her back?"

"Drunken Red Mansion!" Fan Zhi followed, "a woman who committed suicide." ”

"You really save everyone!" the white butler said disdainfully, and approached Ling'er: "Girl, what are you crying for?

"Life and death are my business, why did you save me?"

"We are cheap, then you continue to die!" Bai Qi'er looked at it with a solemn face. "Later, I'll take you and the other girls somewhere, and when you get there, no one will stop you if you want to die. ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

When Ling'er heard this, she immediately burst into tears and laughed.