Seeing the ghost baby holding the golden cup in his hands and carefully floating in front of him, Lin Ji was neither patronizing nor polite. He reached out and took it and took a sip. A refreshing fragrance went straight into his throat, faintly spiritual.
The rhyme rises and the five senses rise to the sky.
Obviously, this is not something commonplace.
It’s just the smell of tea...
It seemed like I had smelled it somewhere before, and it felt like déjà vu.
"Good tea!" Lin Jigao praised, looked at the chubby little ghost with a smile and said, "What's your name? How old are you now?"
"Back...back to you, sir." The ghost child took a few steps back and replied with some restraint, "My...my name is Zeng Yi. I am...six years old this year, right?"
"Oh?" Lin Ji smiled, "Where do you live? And how did you get here?"
The ghost child touched his head a little naively and said: "I don't remember where my home is. I just vaguely remembered that there were a pair of tall stone lions standing in front of my house, and there were several big drums next to them. That day, I
I secretly flew a kite in the backyard, but I didn't want to hang it on the bell tower. Sister Cui'er and Yan'er didn't dare to go up, and they kept chirping. I asked Da Zhuang to move the ladder. There was no movement for a long time, and just now
When I turned around, his head fell to the ground. Then I didn’t know anything else..."
"When I woke up again, I was lying in a dark pit. It was Sister Rabbit..."
As the ghost child spoke, he pointed to the girl who gave Lin Ji the biggest gift first and said, "It was Sister Rabbit who brought me here."
Lin Ji glanced at him, and he had already noticed that the polite and oldest girl was a rabbit demon.
"What about you? How did you get here?" Lin Ji took another sip of tea and gently put down the tea cup.
"Back to you, sir." The girl clasped her hands and gave Lin Ji a Wande salute and said, "My daughter's surname is Gongsun, and her last name is Xiang. Her hometown is No. 66, Jia Street, Beijing, and my father is in the medicinal materials business.
That day, I was robbed in the middle of the night, and my whole family was beheaded. My mother held me under my father's shoulders and tried to protect me, but the thief cut me in half with a sharp knife."
"The little girl endured her grief and cried in silence. She only waited for the thieves to clean up all their loot before she took the opportunity to escape. On the way, she was kidnapped on a boat and almost sold to the fireworks place. Fortunately..."
"Sister Rabbit, what is the land of fireworks?" The little girl sitting next to the pipe, with a long curved horn on each side of her braid, asked with a confused look.
Gongsun Xiang's little face, which was still young but already showing its pretty face, blushed slightly, and he deliberately changed his subject and continued: "Fortunately, I met Miss Lan and Mr. Guan on the way, and I was able to escape the disaster. Then the two of them moved in.
It has been more than a few months now.”
As she spoke, she lowered her head and glanced secretly at Lin Jidao: "To be honest, there were people who came here long ago, wanting to beg for food and use the eaves to protect themselves from the rain. But... but when they saw our appearance, they were all frightened.
His face changed drastically and he ran away in panic. The young master was the only exception who did not panic! Mr. Guan once said that there is no high or low in life, and there is no noble or low spirit. If he meets us and does not panic, and can deal with us kindly, he will be a great cultivator.
People with high moral standards must treat each other with sincerity and respect them as honored guests."
Lin Ji nodded slightly. Indeed, if ordinary people saw this scene in front of them, they would be scared out of their wits and run away.
And those who can remain calm and composed without killing randomly must be a great practitioner with both virtue and moral integrity - at least they will not stubbornly believe in some hypocritical saying that "people who are not members of the clan must be punished".
Judging from the descriptions of these two children, their families suffered disasters one after another.
According to what the ghost boy said, there were a pair of stone lions standing in front of his house and a row of drums. Those should be those who were officials in the capital.
How spacious is it to be able to fly a kite in the backyard? How luxurious is it to have a study room built into a pavilion?
He had such an official position and was so wealthy, but his surname was Zeng.
Lin Ji thought for a while, and in his memory, there was only one wealthy family in the capital who had this possibility.
Zeng Jingxuan held a grand ceremony at Taishuyuan!
The ancestor of the Zeng family was once the number one scholar in the Qin Dynasty after the imperial examination was launched. The descendants of the successive generations were also full of knowledge and knowledge. There were countless disciples and disciples scattered in various places who served as officials. Just this post of the great minister of wine, they have been in the ninth rank for a long time.
On behalf of thirteen people!
It is known as "the Qin family is the first scholarly family, and has never changed its offering of wine throughout the ages."
But with the fall of the Qin Dynasty, even the Zeng family was in trouble!
From this we can see, what should the common people do?!
As for the Gongsun family mentioned by the little rabbit demon, Lin Ji had heard a little about it when he was in the capital.
The capital city is located in the middle of Jingzhou, with nine horizontal and eight vertical lines connecting the north and the south. It is not only the throat of the capital of a country, but also a place where merchants gather and all things gather.
Almost all the richest merchants in the country have residences in the capital.
Among them, the most famous ones are the Shen family and the Gongsun family, known as the southern silk and northern medicine.
The Gongsun family started their business with medicine, and their shops were spread all over the world.
It is not uncommon for wives, concubines, children, and grandchildren to have monsters at home.
Unexpectedly, with the fall of the Qin Dynasty, someone as rich as Gongsun would be in such a miserable state!
Lin Ji glanced at the faces of these two people, and then looked at the other people, demons, ghosts, and monsters. They were all innocent, yet pitiful and helpless children.
I couldn’t help but sigh!
When dynasties rise and fall, it’s not just the people who suffer!
Man-made disasters are causing disasters, where will the people go?
The way of heaven is devastated, so why should the spirit be hesitant!
"Hey! We are all the victims of this catastrophe!"
Lin Ji shook his head and did not ask any more questions. He turned to look at Gongsun Xiang and said, "Where are Miss Lan and Mr. Guan who saved your lives?"
"Back to the young master," Gongsun Xiang replied, "Miss Lan is in the back mountain, washing clothes and preparing meals for me. Not long before the young master came, Mr. Guan was hurriedly called out. He said... he was from the village.
Uncle Qiya and Uncle Iron Pig had a quarrel and were about to get violent. Brother Shangui called Mr. Guan and hurriedly broke up the fight."
"Oh?" Lin Ji couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.
"You mean, there is a cottage near here?"
"Yes, just go up the river and pass through a dark cave entrance." Gongsun Xiang replied carefully.
Lin Ji thought for a moment and said, "I'd like to ask you to lead the way. I want to see Mr. Guan."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
Gongsun Xiang said, pretending to be a senior sister, turned around and told the other children: "Listen to the teacher and recite the poems carefully. The teacher will take the exam when he comes back! I will show you the way to the young master and go back. No one is allowed.
You're lazy! Did you hear everything?"
"Here it comes!" More than a dozen children replied in an unusually serious voice, holding their backs straight.
"Especially you!" Gongsun Xiang glared at the little fat man floating in the air with his peach hair combed and said, "If you can't carry it anymore, let's see how Mr. will deal with you!"
The little fat man shrank back in fear, with most of his head retracted into his neck, and muttered to himself: "I know."
"Also, Huo Erwa. When you see a bunch of mountain mushroom soup is cooked, turn off the fire quickly. Don't be lazy and fall asleep like last time, and it's all burnt!"
"I know, Sister Rabbit." A child with red hair scratched his head in embarrassment and replied.
"Pigboy, don't fall asleep! Eat less for a while! Your belly is almost turning into a ball!"
…
Gongsun Xiang finished giving instructions to the children like a little adult, then turned around, smoothed his hair a little embarrassed and said: "Young Master, please follow me."