Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

"Uncle." The child said in a low voice, "Are you a monk?"

Hu Li's tense nerves immediately relaxed. It seems that this child is still young and does not have the concept of distinguishing between righteous and evil monks. However, the next sentence the child said almost scared him to death: "Why is your fire different from other people's?" ?”

"I..." Hu Liao's thoughts changed sharply, "The exercises I practice are different from others."

"Oh." The child said in a daze, "Then why are you sitting under the tree?"

Hu Li continued: "I'm practicing."

The child blinked, hesitated for a long time, and whispered: "Can you cure diseases? My mother is sick, can you show my mother?"

Hu Liao subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist the temptation of having a place to live for a while, and agreed without hesitation.

The autumn night in Dongkang is really too cold. Without using spells, it would be very difficult for monks to rely on their bodies alone.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt that something was wrong.

It was very familiar, very similar to the days when he was with the old man, the mess in the room, even the smell was exactly the same.

The child's mother was a crazy woman, fully equipped with handcuffs and fetters, sitting on the bed blankly, with messy hair and empty eyes.

Hu Liao forced himself to turn his head: "Sorry, I can't save you."

The child was stunned: "You are not a monk, do you have a lot of pills?"

"I didn't." Hu Liao suddenly felt that he had really failed, and his life was a mess.He knelt down, and his words were full of powerless despair: "If I had medicine pills and magic tools, I wouldn't be confused for this."

"Then..." The child was at a loss for a while, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. Don't be sad, just stay here, as long as you don't dislike..."

There is nothing to be disgusted with.

The wind outside became more and more serious, and the atmosphere of arrests in the whole city made him panic.He repaired the roof, bed and bench for the children’s house every day. After the children’s house was finished, he went to repair the roof bed bench of the neighbor’s house. After only a few days, he lived in disgrace and became the most miserable monk among masons. worst mason ever.

Occasionally, when no officers and soldiers passed by, he would chat with passers-by, pretending to inadvertently ask if there was a shop called Huxianju in Beijing. At first he found nothing, but later he heard that there was a new pancake in Beijing. Shop, the name of the shop is beautiful, the pancakes are delicious, and the pancakes are sold by two monks, which is an unprecedented anecdote.

At that time, he vaguely felt that this seemed something Weisheng could do.

Later he heard that the pancake stand no longer sold pancakes, but instead sold calligraphy, which was so popular that it was worth a thousand dollars.

The name of the shop selling characters is Huxianju, but they don't sell rouge and gouache.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that there was a high possibility that the new Huxianju was the original Huxianju. He had read the writing on Cangdoushan, and it was very beautiful, so he had nothing to say.

How to get there has become a big problem.Wang Jing hides a dragon and crouches, and it is difficult for him to completely conceal his aura. Once he enters the center of the city, he is undoubtedly looking for death.

He was anxious and wanted to return to Huxianju urgently, not knowing what to do.I made a mistake in my work for several days and almost fell off the roof.

"Uncle, you've been distracted recently."

Hu Liao absent-mindedly drew a circle with a branch: "Yeah."

"Is there something wrong?" The child struggled to stir the yellow rice porridge in the pot, threw the branch in a mess, took the spoon to help him stir it up, and said sullenly, "I want to go back, but I can't go back." .”

The child blinked, not quite understanding what he meant.Standing on tiptoe to see if the yellow rice porridge was ready, suddenly there was a thud in the room, the mad woman screamed hoarsely again, and the child hurried over to take care of his mother.

Hu frowned.

He doesn't like crazy women screaming for no reason.

It always reminded him of when the old man was still alive, he was in shackles, his sunken eyes showed a mockery of indifference to everything, he was practicing unknown boxing techniques under the moon, and the wind was moving.

Every time he thinks of this, his dantian aches faintly, and his whole body becomes cold and hot for a while, making him extremely uncomfortable.

It's the same today, he clutched his chest, so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.

The crazy woman threw the iron chain hard in the room, cursed something resentfully in her mouth, and there was a lot of noise.

The child was afraid that she would hurt herself by throwing the chain up, so she approached step by step and called her mother to try to regain her sanity.On the contrary, the crazy woman became even more frenzied. She swung the iron chain with her hand, and was within a hair's breadth of slapping the child in the face.

Hu Liyanji quickly pulled the child over, his arm was hit firmly, a long strip of clothes was instantly torn, and a bloodstain was scraped off the boss.He hissed, before he had time to feel sorry for himself, he hugged the child away from the mad woman, who yelled hoarsely: "You want to hurt me! Everyone wants to hurt me! Get out!"

Hu Liao carried the child outside the house, looked at the injury on his arm, and patted the child on the shoulder: "Are you stupid? She is going crazy and you still go to provoke her."

The child pursed his lips, looking unwilling, and called out again: "Mom?"

The crazy woman went into a fit again, and the chain rattled: "Kill me! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Grabbing the pillow and throwing it out, Hu Yi stretched out his hand to bring the pillow over, sighed and stuffed the pillow to the child: "Take it!" Let's go, the porridge is almost mushy."

The child pursed his lips and lowered his head, as if he was about to cry.Hu Li glanced at him, helpless.Cover the lid and simmer the porridge for a while, then turn off the heat.

"Come on, let's eat porridge."

Hu Liao filled the porridge and handed it to him. The child drank a few sips silently, then stood up abruptly and said, "I'm going to give it to my mother."

"Hey!" Before Hu Li could stop him, the child ran faster than a rabbit, and rushed back into the house.In the end, Hu paid the price and got him back in time, and the child was unharmed.

The child was so sad that he cried this time, and the tears fell down.Hu scratched his head for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "My shopkeeper, there may be a way to cure your mother's illness, do you want to try it?"

The child sucked back the tears all at once, shining brightly: "Really?"

Hu Li felt very guilty.Tichen incense is very expensive, he heard Weisheng said, as for the elixir, Candou Mountain should have the financial resources now, the old man is dead, I don't know if he is willing to pay to save this crazy woman.

"Really...but it's not convenient for me to find him right now, so I have to ask you to go to Chiqing Street and find a shop called Huxianju. He sells calligraphy and paintings..." Hu Liao said, drawing a simple sketch on the ground. Showing him the map made him feel more guilty.

"The plaque is very big, and the writing is very beautiful. Look, the three characters of Huxianju are written like this... What I actually saw must be much prettier than mine. If it is really not good, you can ask others, Huxianju is famous very big."

"There are two shopkeepers in Huxianju. The big shopkeeper is called Weisheng. Be careful, Wei-sheng. The second shopkeeper is called Cangdoushan. He looks better than the big shopkeeper. He is very bookish. When you see him, tell him Remember to tell him that Hu Li is waiting for him here, my name is Hu Li, and I call Hu Li when I win in mahjong."

The child looked at the ground intently, nodded again and again: "I see!" said and ran away.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, pay attention to safety, don't be abducted by bad guys!" Hu Liao chased after him and shouted, the child moved like the wind, and ran away in the blink of an eye, shouting as he ran, "Got it! "

Hu Liao returned to the house feeling lost.

If he could go by himself, he would have gone.

Now let the child do the work for him, he is full of uneasiness.As time went by and the sun went down, his heart became more and more uneasy, and he wanted to go out to find the child countless times, pull him back, and go by himself.

He walked around the yard anxiously, imagining ten thousand possible situations in his mind, abducting, falling, getting lost, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to slap himself to death.

Stay up until night, the night is thick.He felt that if the child was really lucky enough to come back safe and sound, at least he would have to wait until tomorrow.Walking into the room with her head down, the crazy woman sat on the bed in a daze, opening her mouth and screaming like a baby.

"Come on, stop barking." Hu Li heated up the hot yellow rice porridge and fed her a spoonful of it. The crazy woman became very obedient and ate every mouthful. She was still hungry after eating a bowl, so he filled another Bowl, feeding and feeding, suddenly sadness came from my heart, so sad that my heart felt like a knife was twisted.

After the mad woman ate the second bowl, she sat in a daze for a while, then fell asleep, snoring so loudly that the dilapidated roof tiles were trembling.

Hu Liao cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, cleaned them and put them in a good place, moved a stool and sat at the door, resting his chin and waiting for the child to come back.

The moon and stars are scarce, and the autumn wind is getting tighter.He sat thinking wildly, feeling sleepy, nodding his head.

After an unknown amount of time, someone shook him: "You're stupid? Get up quickly."

He was still confused: "Who is it?"

"Cangdoushan." The man replied, hushed, and suddenly looked up, seeing Candoushan's gentle and familiar face, holding a white paper lantern in his hand.For a moment he thought he was dreaming: "The shopkeeper?"

Cang Doushan frowned lightly: "It's not safe here, hurry up." Pulling him up, he was about to leave here, so he stood still and said, "Shopkeeper, I still have to wait for someone."

"It's too late." Cang Doushan said in a stern tone, "The people from the government are on their way here, and they will come here soon to investigate. If you don't want to hurt this family, you must follow me immediately!"

"Hey, shopkeeper, listen to me—" Before he finished speaking, Cang Doushan flipped his hand, opened the Tianhu, and put Hu Li in it without any delay.

Rong Tianhu fell back into Candoushan's hands, it was so heavy that he could hardly hold it.

The Rongtian Pot whose rank has declined is not as powerful as before, but it is still more than enough for those who enter the country or enter the Xuanyu Dual Realm.

The sudden increase in weight of Rong Tianhu is obviously a sign of being unbearable. This is at least the middle stage or even higher realm monks who housed Xuanyu. However, after being separated for several months, the cultivation is so strong?

He looked back suddenly, and saw the fire in the east, and the officers and soldiers were rushing quickly.

As soon as he put the pot away, he closed the door of the hut.They passed through the streets and alleys quickly like a ghost, and the white paper lanterns swayed in the fast-moving wind, and the blue flames dimmed a bit.

Officers and soldiers hammered open doors and searched every house along the street. When they found the child's house, they only saw a crazy woman.When the crazy woman saw the officers and soldiers, she yelled in fright and went crazy again. The officers and soldiers spat unluckily, turned and left.

Most of the lights in the Zhihe District were turned on, and when the east was turning white, they went out one by one, and then quieted down, leaving only a woman's crazy screams, which lasted for a long time, and the crazy screams stopped abruptly, so abruptly, but without a trace. people pay attention.

The author has something to say:

Happy new year.

They have been grabbing lucky bags all day long, and the crazy rhythm can't stop.