Zhazi Street has been washed away by rain all day, and the stench on the street has been alleviated. However, the ground is full of mud and is so dark that it is difficult to move.
Normally no one would enter Zhazi Street at this time, but no matter how bad the environment is, it can't stop people's curiosity.
Many people went to Zhazi Street and asked the beggars inside about what happened last night.
An old beggar in his sixties or seventies was surrounded by more than a dozen people, all listening to his story attentively.
"It was said that the moon was dark and the wind was high last night, and it rained continuously..."
"Hey! It's a dark and windy night, where did the heavy rain come from?"
"Don't interrupt if you want to hear it. The old beggar sets up a stall next to Juxian Building. I hear Mr. Shu say this every day, and there is no problem."
"Yes, yes, don't interrupt, just listen to what he has to say."
After a coincidence, the old beggar sat on the stone steps of the ruined temple again, holding a stick and talking leisurely: "Last night was just like the previous night, with rain pouring in and the wind stirring, what a gloomy momentum.
, something big must be happening... By the way, my old brother He Jiuye, who has lived with me in Zhazi Street for decades and is very strong, suddenly told me that he had a headache last night. The old beggar didn't pay attention at that time.
Who doesn’t have ailments among beggars? They’ve all been used to it for a long time. But He Jiuye’s situation was different. At first, he said his headache was like a needle prick, but not long after, he said he felt like there were bugs scurrying in his head. The old beggar
You must not be worried! I said: 'Are there bugs in your brain? I think there is water in your brain?'"
When he said this, everyone burst into laughter.
But the old beggar's expression was very serious. He frowned and knocked on the ground: "Don't laugh, this is weird! I was just like you at first, but then I was frightened. In the middle of the night, I fell asleep in a daze.
, suddenly heard someone shouting, and when I got up and saw it, I almost scared the old beggar to death. Our old brother was lying on the ground, his whole body red, like a crazy Zhuangtou, shouting something like "I won't listen, I won't listen."
'Similar nonsense. I was stupid at that time. I didn't dare to approach from a distance. I just glanced at the old brother and saw that he was bleeding from all his orifices and his face was covered with white bugs like threads. I ran away at that time. Really
, the old beggar was so frightened that he peed his pants. At first, he thought it was a nightmare, but I found my old brother’s body this morning, and it turned out that he was already dead! Hey, hello, my old brother!”
The old beggar was really a seasoned dramatist. After he finished speaking, he beat his chest and burst into tears. He looked as if he was heartbroken. For those who didn't know, he thought he was a biological brother.
"That's enough, that's enough! How can there be such an evil thing in the world?"
The old beggar was unhappy: "Don't you believe it? Let me tell you, all the people who died last night were in this formation. If you don't believe me, ask others."
If a person says it, of course he won't believe it, but if all the beggars in Zhazi Street say the same thing, then something is a little strange.
The news spread quickly, and it turns out that the beggars in Zhazi Street all said exactly the same thing.
Is there really such a strange disease in the world?
At this time, the old beggar mentioned earlier put on an enigmatic look in front of people, twirling a few dirty beards: "Have you heard what the official said just now? It's obviously a lie, let's
How could so many of the beggar brothers in Zhazi Street die? They obviously died on the same day, but they said they died within a week. Do you know why they said so? Because they knew the truth, but did not dare to tell it. Once the truth was exposed, Yangzhou
Something big is going to happen in the city!"
One person said scornfully: "Old guy, you sound like you know the inside story."
"Hey! Don't tell me, I just know it! I've traveled around a lot, and I haven't seen any weird things. Do you know the Miao ethnic group in the Sichuan, Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou regions?"
"It seems that there is such a Miao ethnic group."
"It's good to know! Do you know that there is a kind of evil magic called Gu Shu among the Miao people?"
"I've heard about this. Gu is a very dangerous thing that can live in the human body and is said to be able to control the human mind."
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be very knowledgeable!" The old beggar smiled and the boy nodded, then added, "Didn't our brother say he has a headache? And there are also those white thread-like insects... I'm always angry with you.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally remembered what it was. It was one of the Miao poisons, called brain-eating poison. It is said that this kind of brain-eating poison parasitizes people's brains and makes a living by sucking the brain marrow. People who are infected with brain-eating poisons
People who cast the poison often don't survive a night, and they must be controlled by the person who casts the poison before they can control the poison and kill people."
"Hey! Isn't that the same as poisoning?"
"This is much worse than poison! The life of the person who is poisoned is in the hands of the person who casts the poison. If they want you to die, you will die, and if they want you to live, you can live. I didn't expect that the Miao Jiang magic would actually appear in the
In Yangzhou City! Tell me, if the official tells the truth and the news spreads, the whole Yangzhou will not be in chaos? However, you must not spread this word, otherwise it may be accused of spreading rumors and causing trouble."
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Things in Zhazi Street are fermenting. Xia Shang, who has finished everything, has some free time. He is sitting in the half-finished garden of the mansion, hiding under a small pavilion among the trees, leisurely enjoying the small moon.
Peeled oranges. Xiaoyue, a girl with small hands, peeled off the skin and tendons of each orange, leaving only the juicy and fat pulp.
This kind of ultimate enjoyment is probably only available in ancient times. Looking at the garden landscape not far away, and the coolness of the pavilion under the sunrise after the rain, occasionally a gust of summer wind blows. This feeling makes Xia Shang day after day.
All fatigue is gone.
"Master, you have been out for several days and you don't know what to do? Why don't you stay at home more?" Xiaoyue muttered and complained as she peeled the orange.
"Peel an orange with peace of mind. Don't even think about things you shouldn't think about."
"Oh." Xiaoyue drooped her head, not very interested.
Xia Shang glanced at the girl and said with a smile: "Don't be downcast. Now it's your turn to think about growing up quickly and serving the young master well. Haven't you seen that there are still so many empty rooms in the west wing?"
"West wing? Vacant room?" Xiaoyue wondered, "What does this have to do with Xiaoyue growing up and serving the young master?"
"If you don't grow up quickly, the young master is a romantic. Now he has a second wife, and in the future there will be a third wife, a fourth wife, a fifth wife, a tenth wife, etc., and you won't have a place to live in the future."
Only then did Xiaoyue understand. She couldn't help but blush, and she was shy and slightly angry. She put the orange on the table in a pretentious manner. She wanted to say that the young master was too carefree, but also thought about the implication of the young master's words. She was inevitably happy in her heart. After thinking for a long time, she quietly said:
"No matter what happens in the future, it's enough for Xiaoyue and Madam to live in one room."
"Don't you want to have a room of your own?" (To be continued)