Walking out of the Feng Family Mansion, the young man looked at the door of the mansion.

The young man squatted in front of the stone sculpture in front of the door. Most of the town houses in front of the private house, the first is the arsenic stone that supports the door, pay attention to a civil official holding the drum stone, the military general stone lion, and later because of the generous shape of the auspicious meaning has been separated from the door arsenic stone alone, but still not everyone can use it. Generally, the yamen mansion and the high-ranking family can use the stone lion to show the prestige, and the hair bun on the head is divided into four or five flowers, three or six flowers, eighteen flowers, nine flower lions, etc., and the number of hair buns is more expensive. The restrictions on the drum stone have not changed, and only the families of the scholars who have a meritorious name in the family can erect the drum, and those who violate the regulations will be investigated by the government, which is the most important way to show their status.

The Feng family is already a high-ranking family in Linzi City, and they can only use the standard of eighteen flowers.

The young man patted the lion's skull and took out a black Ming Bing coin from each of the two lions' mouths.

Ming Bingqian is the cheapest currency in the early days of the founding of the Great Lu Dynasty, due to excessive wear and tear, the imperial court has been expressly abandoned, but it can still be circulated among the people, and it belongs to the kind that is picked up only when it is thrown on the ground to see whether passers-by are in a good mood or not. However, in the eyes of the monks, the Ming Bing money has been circulating for a long time, contaminated with enough "popularity", and it is easy to obtain, so it is very suitable for making all kinds of magic money. The two pieces in the hands of the young man have been specially refined and used to ban some simple aura or evil spirit prohibitions, and they are specially called "black bag money".

As soon as the money is taken out, the two town house stone lions are about to roar and make a sound, and at the beginning of the construction of the mansion, the pressure stone of each room and the stone of the carved stone lion are selected to take the same stone, and the back house has an accident, and the two stone lions have already been warned.

The young man flicked his fingers, and the black bag money returned to the lion's mouth, choked back with two earth-shattering sounds, and his fingers stood up and said "shhh

The two stone lion true spirits arched their backs in faint anger, and they couldn't make a sound.

The young man took out the black bag money again, and this time the stone lion did not make another sound.

The young man grinned and said "It's okay, it's okay."

Turn around and leave the mansion.

Old Man Feng's greatest pride in his life is now the greatest pride in his life.

There are really few people in the back house, and he spent so long setting up the scene, and he can still leave calmly.

When Old Man Feng was found by his subordinates, he had already been hung upside down on a tree. Everyone gathered around and heard that the phonophone next to it was playing the opera that Old Man Feng liked to listen to. Through the square courtyard gate of the back house, two dark-clothed servants stood under the tree, holding sweeping utensils in their hands. There were many angular bruises on the old man's head, his clothes were torn, and blood slowly flowed down his chest and abdomen.

It's like a painting at an art exhibition.

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In the middle of Linzi City, there is a large lake. It is said that it is because there are many mountains around, and the mountains and rivers are deposited into springs in the ground, and thousands of springs overflow into lakes.

Regardless of the dry season or rainy season, the lake level never rises or falls, that's all.

Young people come to a small restaurant by the lake, and when the sun is less sunny near dusk, more and more people from the city come to the lake to take a walk and enjoy the scenery. Noisy and noisy. In the distance, a small boat is turned into a silhouette by the westward slanting sun, gliding on the surface of the lake, the silhouette changes, and someone is collecting the net.

The surface of the lake was blown by the wind, flashing countless points of light, sparkling.

The fact that a rich gentry had just died on that side of the city did not prevent most of the people on that side of the city from living. Walk around the lake as usual, and fish.

Children cry and laugh, paper fans open, cups and cups grind, all for the sound.

The young man listened to the voices of the people around him, felt the evening lake breeze blowing his hair, and ate the vegetable fish that was handed down from the Shushan country in eastern Sichuan.

Then bow your head and scold your mother.

The fish is freshly killed lake fish, and the cabbage is the green herb pickled in the pottery altar in early winter, but I really don't understand why the golden thread mushroom is put in the cabbage fish. This lazy shopkeeper still refuses to tear the mushrooms into small locks, and the roots are all connected together, chewing and swallowing.

The young man glanced strangely at the fat proprietress who was greeting the other guests, and sighed in his heart, thinking that he should not be able to argue. Bow your head and pick and choose, and eat all the fish.

Life is really lonely, just like sour vegetables from early winter to early summer.

and fish.

Sunset.

In the distance, the little girl was eating candy and tearing it into various shapes with her mouth.

The brother on the other side is so good-looking.

The young man looked at this scene and laughed too.

When you are a child, you have a childish heart, and there is market gas in the market.

It's good to be stable.

Unlike himself, he walks on the knife all day long, dealing with the living and the dead, elves and ghosts, and wandering.

The young man got up, checked out and left. He turned and walked towards the little girl.

The little girl smiled and watched the good-looking big brother come over, he walked past the little girl's table, his head was not lowered, he grabbed the little girl's candy, threw it on the ground, and continued to walk.

Behind her, the little girl was stunned, and then cried.

The young man laughed so happily.

After nightfall, the young man did not want to go back to the inn, and ran to a pavilion in a garden by the lake.

The garden was built by a county school envoy in the previous dynasty when he founded the county school, which was originally a private garden, and later because of the war and the family fled, the garden was abandoned. At the beginning of the new dynasty, the first county guarded the integrity, did not take the garden known as the "North and South Garden" as his own, and paid the county manpower to maintain it and open it to the whole city of Linzi. Only the Kuixu library building in the northeast corner of the garden used to store books was sealed, and idlers were not allowed to enter and leave. The later successors did not want to be incorruptible, and several people took action several times, but they were all beaten back by the "surging people's hearts".

Of course, most of the people who can really come to visit the garden are the literati and nobles, and the common people do not have to worry about food and clothing, and they also go to the Wofo Mountain in the south of the city and the Five Tiger Pond in the east of the city.

It can be seen from this that the "surging public mind" of the successor county guard who reported the corruption of public property in the successor county may be a purely spontaneous act of the common people, and it is not known.

Young people avoid the few families who hold lanterns in the garden on summer nights and sneak up to the highest rockery in the park, where there is a pavilion. The green bamboo and pine and cypress around the rockery are extremely dense, if the pavilion is not lit, it is difficult to see what kind of scene here at night.

On one side of the rockery is a steep mountain wall, tightly wrapped by old bamboo that has grown for a long time. Outside the bamboo is a small pool.

I don't know which family by the pond took the pet dog servants to spend the night in the garden, and the ground was spread with a table, a tent was erected, and the lights were bright.

Presumably not the Feng family.

It's easy to kill, and for people like young people, it's really as casual as eating and brushing their teeth.

It's just that in the past, young people believed that the lion fought the rabbit with all their strength, and every time they killed someone, they must think out the retreat route that the victim is used to one by one to ensure that nothing goes wrong. If you do too much, it will still be boring, so I will think about it. Is it hard to kill someone, it's really not that hard. Is it difficult to kill people, how to satisfy yourself how to kill people.

The young man sat in the pavilion, leaning against the pillars, and the evening breeze was blowing. This is a high place, overlooking part of the night view of Linzi City.

There was no night cage, and the pavilion was pitch black.

At the foot of the rockery, the voices of dogs, the voices of women, the sound of frolicking, and the noise, they can't see me.

The young man suddenly let out a long howl, and it was heard far away in the night sky. The frolicking crowd was startled and there was silence for a moment, followed by scolding and fierce dog barking.

A few figures swept up in the air, presumably the guards of the house came to visit.

The young man ignored them, turned his head and glanced down at the night view of the garden, and went down the hill to leave.

Three watches.

When he returned to the inn, the young man opened the window, and a black paper swallow fluttered over.

The young man stretched out his hand to take it, and the paper swallow fluttered twice, no longer moving.

He unfolded the paper, which was clean and blank, and the young man glanced at it.

This is the one that was sent out when he knocked down the little girl in the afternoon. The contents of the paper have not changed, and the mud seal on Yan'er's mouth has not been opened.

He found his large box, took out another piece of illuminated printed paper, wrote the same with a special needle pen, and folded it back into paper swallows. He also found a stack of shade-dried goldenrod butter and rubbed the swallow's jaw red. Then he walked to the window, put the paper swallow in his mouth and took a breath, took two steps back and accelerated forward, and threw it out.

The mud gold paper swallow planted far away, fluttered its wings when it was about to land, gradually rose away, and disappeared into the night.

Hei Yan'er flew back to the original road, worried, but nervous.

The young man climbed up to the windowsill and leaned against the window frame. Most of the streets were darkened and the lights were scattered. Only a few large areas in the south of the city are still longing for light and shadow, and they should be rich people.

Holding a piece of candy in his hand, he knocked on the window lattice with a hard candy stick. There are words in the mouth. "Drag the sugar, the longer you drag, the longer you get. "Little Swallow, really dexterous, with a small pair of scissors. The sky cuts the clouds, and the river cuts the water waves. Cut a branch as a pillow and cut a piece of mud to build a nest. ”

The young man turned his head to look at the city at night.

At a glance.

The man who squatted on the side of the street and smoked, the lonely swing in the corner of the garden, the man who was drunk and vomited in a restaurant late at night. During the day, the black horse rode the people whose eyes suddenly turned red, the people who cried with handkerchiefs on the benches at the bridge, and the people who looked down hesitantly by the railings of tall buildings in the distance. People who are lying alone in bed tossing and turning, let's have a good night together.