On a summer afternoon, the hot sun shines directly on the small town, and the east-west avenue is deserted. Only the sword pouch on the archway is shaking.
In the inn, there were seven or eight acquaintances drinking wine and enjoying the cool weather, and they lay on the counter and fell asleep.
Zhang Li was taking a sip of wine, and a chill filled his throat, "I'm afraid it will be hard to drink this Chenmu wine once Lao Yu leaves."
"Xiao Yu'er's cooking is quite good." Orion Li Laosan said while picking up the vegetables.
"Pull it down, it's because you have a strong taste." Gao Si, the blacksmith who was sitting with him, spat out a lump of unmelted salt.
While they were chatting, a scream suddenly broke the silence of the town, waking up Yu Sheng.
Li Zheng walked to the door and looked out. Soon a town citizen came running over, "Li Laosan, your son was caught by a water ghost and lost his soul."
"What!" Orion Li Laosan ran away.
Li Zheng and the seniors followed closely behind, and Yu Sheng also chased after them. They hadn't paid for the drinks yet.
The falling river is parallel to the north-south avenue, passing in front of the archway, passing by the inn, and merges into the endless lake behind the inn.
The river is gentle, with fields on the west bank. There is a stone bridge across the river, and the place where it falls into the water is under the big tree upstream of the stone bridge.
When Yu Sheng arrived at the river, the townspeople had already gathered around him several times.
The old cripple who was fishing was talking endlessly about the danger at that time, gesturing to his vigorous posture when he rescued the child.
For the rest of my life, I couldn't help but stand in awe of this old cripple who refused to pay back the money he owed for drinks. He was so capable.
He stood by the river and looked around, and saw a child standing under the locust tree by the river, staring blankly.
A leaf slipped down and passed through the child's body.
Yu Sheng was startled. He looked into the crowd and saw a child looking into his eyes and calling his name.
The child is exactly the same as the child under the tree.
Seeing that the child was sluggish and unresponsive, Li Zheng sighed and said to Li Laosan: "Go to the city to ask a witch to summon the soul."
Li Laosan looked sad, nodded, borrowed a horse and ran towards the city.
Yangzhou City is a little far away from the town. It's noon now and it will be evening.
Ordinary people don't dare to rush when night falls, and Wu Zhu doesn't dare either. It's probably noon tomorrow by the time we invite him.
After everyone had dispersed, Yu Sheng walked to the shade under the tree, squatted down and looked at the child.
The child also looked at him blankly.
For the rest of my life, I touched his head, but I could feel it, not like the leaves passing through it.
"Come back with me? I'll treat you to a good meal." He remembered that when Li Laosan was having a drink, this kid liked to come to the front to beg for food.
The child shook his head and looked at the sunshine outside the shadow of the trees.
Are the ghosts here also afraid of the sun?
Yu Sheng went back to the inn to get an oil-paper umbrella and covered it with a black cloth. When he came back, he invited the children under the tree.
This time the child followed him obediently.
In the hot summer, the townspeople saw Yu Sheng holding an umbrella and couldn't help but make fun of him.
"This can prevent you from getting sunburned." Yu Sheng said seriously.
Aunt Ma, Huanyi's wife, laughed loudly after hearing this, "You kid, you are almost as bad as the bottom of the pot. Where can you get worse if you continue to be so bad?"
Yu Sheng looked at his arms and was speechless, so he could only float to Li Laosan's house silently.
Li Laosan's house is not far from the inn, with a square courtyard and two thatched houses.
A group of people were gathered at the door, and the third aunt's cry could be faintly heard.
"Uncles, please give way." Yu Sheng held an umbrella and shouted from behind the crowd.
A group of people turned around and said, "Yu Sheng..." Everyone watched silently as Yu Sheng held an oil-paper umbrella covered with black cloth.
I am an ordinary person for the rest of my life, and I feel a little embarrassed to be stared at by so many people.
He scratched the back of his head and said, "Well, I can actually call Hun'er."
"Go." Everyone waved their hands. Everyone had watched him grow up, and everyone knew how much he weighed.
"Try it, try it." I couldn't say I could see it for the rest of my life, so I could only shout in vain.
Seeing that everyone ignored him, Yu Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "If that doesn't work, I'll have enough drinks tonight."
Everyone immediately made way for them.
It doesn't matter if he is speechless for the rest of his life. Anyway, his cheap dad doesn't have much wine left, and he doesn't know how to make wine.
Yu Sheng walked in with an umbrella and said, "If it happens, you have to pay back the drink money."
"Who owes you money for the drink?" Everyone shook their heads in unison, "Xiao Yu'er, please don't blackmail anyone."
Yu Sheng looked at Senior Blacksmith, "Fourth Master, you haven't paid for the drink just now."
The senior high school student smiled "haha" and said, "You go into the room first, otherwise it's okay."
After Yu Sheng stepped into the house, he removed the oil-paper umbrella and saw Li Laosan's son lying blankly on the bed.
The third aunt was sitting on the edge of the bed crying.
If a person is frightened, it will be fine if he is called back.
If you don't come when called, you may be stupid at best, or you may be losing weight day by day at worst, and your life is not long.
Yu Sheng pushed the child's back under the umbrella, pushed him to the edge of the bed, and then carried him onto the bed.
The third aunt looked at this scene with tears in her eyes.
Everyone also looked outside to watch this scene, and when they saw Yu Sheng pushing and holding the air, they couldn't help but point.
This is not how Wu Zhu and Soul Calling works.
Li Zheng was also in the crowd, "Xiao Yu'er, when did you learn to be a ghost?"
When Yu Sheng saw the figures of the two children slowly rejoining each other, he breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands and said, "I'm really capable."
"You are really capable." Li Zheng rolled up his sleeves, "Don't think that if Lao Yu is gone, no one will care about you if you are a bad learner. Let me tell you..."
Li Zheng waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll touch him right away."
"The junior junior's eyes moved." Senior senior pushed him from behind.
Li Zheng and his third aunt hurriedly looked towards the bed, and saw that the eyes of the third aunt on the bed were moving.
The rest of my life was spent in silence, Li Laosan, Li Xiaosan, the names were random enough.
"It's better for Yu Sheng." Yu Sheng secretly praised the cheap old man's breasts.
"Okay, Xiao Yu'er, you still have this ability." Li Zheng happily patted Yu Sheng on the shoulder, almost knocking him down.
Others also came over in a hurry, touching Yu Sheng's head and patting Yu Sheng's shoulders in surprise from time to time, as if they didn't recognize him.
"Pay back the drink money." Yu Sheng shouted after being pushed.
Immediately, everyone dispersed, except Li Zheng who was still beside him.
The folks in town more or less owe the inn some wine money.
Most of them waited until the harvest of the year before settling their accounts.
The rest of my life will be bright. Among those who have credit, Shuoli Zheng has the most.
"Uncle Zhang?" Yu Sheng asked carefully, he couldn't believe that Li Zheng actually wanted to pay back the drink money.
"What about the drink money? Let's talk about business."
Li Zheng waved his hands and said with a serious face, "If you have this ability, you should go to the city's witch academy to take the witchcraft test tomorrow."
"That's right, in the future our town won't have to invite outsiders to offer sacrifices and pray for rain."
What, he is a master of dancing. He is busy shaking his head for the rest of his life, he is not pretending to be a ghost.
Li Zheng persuaded him for a while, but he just shook his head and rolled up his sleeves, "Hey, you kid..."
"What is that?" Yu Sheng pointed at Li Zheng behind him, and ran away when Li Zheng turned around.
"I'm not a witch, I'd rather be the innkeeper." Yu Sheng's words came from afar.