Di Xin and I followed Zhong Kui to his house. As soon as we walked in, we saw a woman sitting on a chair in the main hall. This woman looked as old as a woman in her thirties.
The bun on her head is wrapped with a piece of gray-blue homespun cloth. It seems that she has lived a very poor life. Although she looks old, her face is very delicate. Her skin is fair and transparent. It is as big as a cherry.
She has red lips and a well-proportioned figure. A pair of watery, dark brown eyes, which blink with strong charm. She is wearing a white skirt and a thin waistband. This Fengxi's face has no
When she was destroyed, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And the appearance of the woman in front of me was no less beautiful than Feng Xi. If she were younger, she would probably be even better!
Seeing that it was Zhong Kui who had returned, the woman took a bite of a pear in her hand.
"You still know how to come back? I guess you won't be able to come back if you are fine. Tell me, why did you come back?"
I saw Zhong Kui rubbing his hands together, hunching his waist and walking up to the woman with a smile.
"Hey...," the woman turned her face to the side.
I saw Zhong Kui bending his waist again and walking to the other side of the woman.
"hey-hey……,"
The woman finally cast her gaze on Zhong Kui's face, her cold gaze making people feel a little chilled.
"Are you coming back to ask me for money again?"
Zhong Kui looked at the woman,
"hey-hey!"
"When I married you, you took me everywhere. You didn't give me anything after I died. It's a pity that a person like me married such a useless thing like you. How could I be blind in the first place?
I ended up following this useless guy like you."
"Madam, I'm going to get my salary soon. I give you my monthly salary, but I, Zhong Kui, haven't even left a cent!"
"I think back then, I ate meat like a forest and drank wine like a pond. But I fell in love with you back then and conspired with you to kill King Xia. I regret it so much. Isn't this retribution now? I am also like this in those days.
We have had enough."
After listening for a long time, I finally understood that the woman in front of me must not have been an ordinary person during her lifetime, but I dare not speculate casually. So what kind of person was this Zhong Kui?
Legend has it that Zhong Kui was a scholar from Zhongnan Mountain in the early Tang Dynasty. After he won the first prize, Emperor Dezong saw that Zhong Kui was ugly and gave up his title to someone else. Zhong Kui was so angry that he crashed to death.
In the main hall. In fact, this is just a story passed down by word of mouth. Little did I know that the man in front of me was the original prototype of Zhong Kui himself. Zhong Kui already existed in the Shang Dynasty.
"Madam, I know that life is a little poorer now, but I, Zhong Kui, will one day be promoted and appreciated by the Lord of Hell." Zhong Kui looked at the woman and replied.
"Fart, I've heard you say this for hundreds of years. Every time you say it, I believe it to be true, but what's the result? I'm disappointed every time. Now I'm spending the money I saved in Xia Kingdom during my lifetime. You
Damn you, why are you licking your face and coming back to ask me for money?" After saying that, the woman got up and walked to the back hall. After a while, she took out a sickle. She looked at Zhong Kui,
"I have to chop you to death to make you ask me for money!"
"Madam, are there any outsiders here? Can you save some face for me?"
To be honest, if a husband and wife are quarreling, how should Di Xin and I try to persuade them?
"Madam, please spare Zhong Kui?" Di Xin looked at the woman and asked.
The woman raised the sickle and looked at Di Xin, seeming to have relaxed a little.
"You, are you alive?"
"I met Madam in Xia Di Xin."
"What? Descendants of Shang Tang, the thirty-first generation king of Great Shang?" The woman put down the sickle she was holding to chop at Zhong Kui.
"Hehehehehe! Okay, descendants of Shang Tang. Yi Yin and I have been loyal to you, but you only gave him an empty title of Prime Minister, and then ignored us. We have great respect for the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
What a great contribution! The 29th generation of kings of Shangtang have become immortals and ascended to heaven. As for Yi Yin and I, he is just a little saint king and heavenly master in the underworld now. And I am still a person in the underworld.
ghost."
Why is this Zhong Kui in front of me actually Yi Yin? Then isn't this woman Xi, the younger sister of Xia Dynasty?
Zhong Kui looked at Mei Xi hurriedly,
"Madam, please stop talking. Don't make any noise?"
"So what if I make a statement, why do you want your Prince of Hell to kill me? You useless thing, see if I don't chop you to death!"
"Hey! Hey! Madam, please show mercy!"
Zhong Kui left me and Di Xin and ran out. Then the woman clutched the sickle in her hand and turned back to look at us. I took Di Xin's hand and ran towards the door.
I just heard the woman shouting from behind,
"Zhong Kui, if you don't get your salary back, I will go to the King of Hell's Palace to make trouble and make you serve there without shame."
Let me see, this woman is so aggressive. We all ran out and she was still standing at the door, fucking her non-stop.
We finally caught up with Zhong Kui. Zhong Kui waved his hand to signal us not to mention it. Then he shook his head helplessly.
"You two are laughing!"
"No, no! It seems that I, Dashang, can't stand you and your wife!" Di Xin quickly replied.
"Forget it, don't mention this. Let me take you to the ghost market. There are markets in this world, and there are markets in our underworld, but the things sold there are all things used by us ghosts. You, the young lady, are not ordinary people.
Maybe she'll have something she can use."
"Ghost market? Okay then, how about asking Brother Zhong Kui to lead the way? Even if there is nothing I can use, I can still go and have a look and join in the fun!"
Zhong Kui nodded towards us,
"Okay, come with me!"
Di Xin and I held hands and followed Zhong Kui. Zhong Kui took us through the streets and alleys of the underworld and through the houses of the underworld. Then we came to a place full of ghosts and ghosts.
On the market.
The difference between this place and the human market is that most of the people here use floats. They can't be considered people, they should be ghosts. There are also a few ghosts with magical powers who walk on this market. This street
On both sides of the road are some ghosts, or ghosts, selling things. In the center of the road is a river, and there is an arch bridge on the river. There are many vendors on the bridge placing the things they sell on both sides of the bridge. On the other side of the river is a collision
A two-story building. The outside of this building is made of wooden structures, and seems to be painted with a layer of red vermilion paint.
Zhong Kui took us to the door and then shook his head and looked at us,
"Unfortunately, I, Zhong Kui, am penniless. Otherwise, why don't I take you to listen to some music, have a drink or something?"
Di Xin took out a shell coin from his waist.
"Do you think you can use these shell coins here?"
It is said that Di Xin has been out of the palace for a long time, and the shell coins on him are not endless. I am afraid they are about to bottom out.
Let's talk about the last years of the Shang Dynasty. There was no paper yet, so naturally there would be no paper money for the people in the underworld. At this time, most of the ghosts in the underworld were funeral objects in front of peanuts, or they took some while serving in the underworld.
Salary. There are also incense, clothes and food offered by his descendants. Therefore, the usual expenses of this ghost with descendants are very small. But it is said that although this Yi Yin assisted the great merchants for three generations, Yi Yin
With the ambition to seek power and usurp the throne, he exiled Shang King Taijia, and then Taijia sneaked back secretly and killed Yiyin.
It is conceivable that the crime of seeking power and usurping the throne was serious, but Taijia still thought that Yiyin would contribute to the great merchants, so he let Yiyin's two sons, Yizhi and Yifen, go. So Yiyin also
There will be no successors! It seems that nearly six hundred years have passed from the rise of Shang Tang to the last years of Dashang. It is estimated that Yi Yin's descendants have disappeared, who can still remember him?
So his life in the underworld was also very difficult!
Zhong Kui's eyes lit up and he took the shell coins from Di Xin's hand.
"This penis is a rare item in the underworld, but it is quite valuable. I guess we can have enough food and fun here."
In this way, Di Xin and I followed Zhong Kui and strode into this garden where we could watch operas and listen to ditties.
As soon as I entered the door, there were some wooden seats and benches inside. The beams above the head and the handrails of the stairs were all made of wood. But I could see that the material of the wood was very ordinary. A man dressed in homespun gray clothes
The waiter walked towards us with a smile, then looked at Zhong Kui.
"Oh, Master Zhong Tianshi is here. You haven't been to our garden for a long time to listen to small songs?"
"Stop talking nonsense, quickly find us some nice seats, make us a pot of good Longjing tea, and serve us some plates of peanuts?"
"Hey? Well done! Uncle Zhong Kui, please invite me upstairs. There happen to be a few private seats upstairs, just enough for a few people."
Zhong Kui walked up the stairs in front, and Di Xin and I followed closely behind.
"It just so happens that there are four seats near the window, shall we sit there?" Zhong Kui turned to look at Di Xin and me and asked.
So we sat down in the four seats by the window. The waiter moved very quickly. As soon as we sat down, he brought a pot of good Longjing. I lay in front of the spout of the teapot and smelled it.
After taking a moment, I didn’t expect that it was the real Longjing smell. It was fresh and tangy. The smell of this tea was particularly good.
I saw Di Xin reaching for the teapot and wanting to pour himself a cup. I immediately patted the back of his hand.
"Why!"
"What's wrong, why can't I drink this tea?"
The waiter poured a cup for each of the three of us.
"Three distinguished guests, please use it slowly!"
I looked downstairs. When we came up from downstairs just now, the downstairs was still empty. In such a short period of time, a stage was set up downstairs. There was a man and a woman on the stage with such faces.
It was still covered with oil paint. I heard the loud gongs and drums, and then started singing. Before I could figure out the reason, I saw Zhong Kui clapping his hands and shouting loudly,
"Okay! It's so exciting!"
I looked over the stage and saw a plaque hanging on it, which read "Mingxuan Guishe Tea Garden".