The old woman carried the strange load and walked a few steps closer to the small building. From this distance, people could just see a few hairpins stuck in the bun on the top of her head, all of which were bloodstained dead man's ribs, and the heavy smell of corpses was faintly wafting out, almost rushing into Wei Ye's nose.

But what kind of monster is this old woman, Wei Yeke can't answer at all.

Although the Taoist books are all Taoist, in the past, the Yellow Emperor met Bai Ze, and Bai Ze offered the real name of the world's spirits, monsters, and ghosts, with a total of 11,520 kinds. But by this time, "Bai Zetu" was incomplete, and there were only hundreds of common demon names left. Daomen later compiled the "Law of Female Young Ghosts", which needed to list the real names of demons and ghosts in detail, and had to rely on the records of the attack of the Heavenly Master family and the Bashu group of ghosts and demons to recompile it into a canon.

Wei Ye was groaning when he saw a short figure pacing out from the shadow of the small building. It was an old man with white hair, wearing a tea brocade turban, slightly crimson, as if dyed with blood, and wearing a black cocoon silk robe, which had been washed in some places, but it was barely clean. It looks like Wang Qinian, who has been a miscellaneous official who has not entered the stream, and later told the old man to return to his hometown to be blessed.

However, the old man had a burden on his arm, bulging like a bag of soft goods. From Wei Ye's point of view, he could just see a gray-white bone sticking obliquely out of Lao Er's baggage, connected to the metacarpal bone with half of the knuckles removed, just like the kind of lacquer-handled small pu fan in the hands of the scribe.

Just looking at this item, you know that this old man is not a good way.

Then I saw the old man pacing in all directions, and approached the old woman who was carrying the burden. The old woman looked like an old Shar Pei dog with a smile on her face, and when she looked through her burden, she found a small black clay open jar with grease in it, which seemed to contain some bean paste. The old woman took a pair of chopsticks, sandwiched a strip of sauce and radish strips, and handed it to the old man.

When the old man saw the radish strips, he seemed to chuckle with great satisfaction, and his voice whimpered like an owl: "It's still your grandmother who has a heart, this sauce refers to flowers, that is, you can make such a flavor!

The old woman's praise was obviously very useful, and while picking up the bits and pieces on the load, she replied: "The old woman sells on this street every day, and if you like it, the second uncle of the Sang family, you can come to the old woman to taste it, and don't bother with it at home." ”

During this conversation, the so-called second uncle of the Sang family kept talking about it, and only heard a rat gnawing on the bones, and the pickled radish strips had been gnawed clean, revealing the bones that were soaked in sauce and looked dark.

It turns out that this so-called sauce finger flower is the finger of a dead man.

After gnawing on the dead man's finger, Sang Erbo sighed with satisfaction: "It's still the same smell! It's a pity that the old man was driven out of his house by robbers and had to go to Longxi to join his relatives." And on the side of Longxi, Han'er and Qiang'er have not stopped, but compared to the Taiping boundary of Huaili, the products are much richer and richer. ”

Hearing what Uncle Sang said, the grandmother replied with a smile: "Your old man is going to Longxi, but he is not in a hurry at this time." A Luo lady will remarry tomorrow, and the old store of the Wang family will welcome her only son. Although the Wang family is not prosperous, there are many guests in his house, and the meat for the wedding banquet is ready-made, and he congratulates the neighbors together, and it is not too late to walk after drinking the wedding wine. ”

Wei Ye had long been impatient to listen to such a fierce topic. Especially when these two old monsters mentioned the old shop of the Wang family, they said something "There are many customers in the Wang shop, and they are all ready-made meat", they couldn't help but laugh silently, and they were about to raise their hands to pluck the peach gold, but they were stopped by a small hand.

When he turned his head, it was Sima Ling who didn't know when he got up, and he was lying behind him and watching happily.

Wei Ye had no choice but to flick his hand on the bamboo slip terminal, and a line of handwriting appeared: "Bell, your uncle is going to kill these two old monsters, why are you stopping me?!"

Sima Ling put his finger on the round lips as cute as Dan Sakura, made a "silence" movement, and then reached out to brush it on the terminal of the bamboo slip, and wrote a series of answers: "Uncle, don't worry, you see, you don't even know the details of the opponent, what if you shoot too fast and let them run?"

was robbed by Sima Ling, and Wei Ye didn't say anything. Withdrawing their hands, the uncle and nephew were still lying on their stomachs by the window and peeking.

The second uncle of the Sang family talked a few words with the grandmother of the goods again, but he talked about the old things many years ago:

"It's still a good life back then, in those years, there were fresh goods in the mountains and mountains, and there was surplus grain in the caves. Even the old man and grandma, you, have never worried about eating and drinking. At that time, Aluo Niangzi had just received Helan Gongjun's decree to take office, and the fat buttocks were on the tip of the buttocks, and at that time, Aluo Niangzi was not eye-catching, and she was only willing to eat some ears, which was cheap for the old man...... The freshly grilled buttocks don't need to be heavy, just have shallots and sauce, take a bite, and your mouth will be full of oil!"

"Second uncle of the Sang family, you will enjoy it, and when you get to Longxi, you can taste the taste of the buttocks again. ”

"Don't be envious, don't be envious, grandma, after two years, this Huaili should also be in response to the fire. At that time, you might as well make a barbecue stall, others are not good to say, the three brothers with yellow belly will definitely patronize your business every day. ”

The two old monsters were talking about the past cannibalism, and the smile on Wei Ye's face became more and more hideous, and Sima Ling curiously wrote on the bamboo terminal: "Uncle, what are they talking about?"

"It's nothing, "The Big Man on the Tip of the Tongue." Wang Mang's Rebellion Remembrance Edition" and "The Great Man on the Tip of the Tongue." Beigong Boyuqiang rebellion teaser version". ”

Wei Ye wrote angrily with finger drawings on the bamboo terminal.

After the two old monsters finally finished chattering, the old witch wearing a rib hairpin on her head carried the load and swayed far away.

The second uncle of the Sang family turned around, but saw that its eyes were red, and it was constantly dripping with blood, staring at the small building hatefully, spitting, muttering something, and then walking towards the corner.

Before it could walk into the corner, a red light like an arrow suddenly flew out from the small building, and in an instant, it had already shot through it!