Shangqiu City, beside the small porridge stall, under the eaves
Looking hotly at the silver ingot in Jiujin's hand shining brightly in the sun, the beggar standing under the shadow of the eaves licked his dry and flaky lips, and spoke with some hesitation,
"Uncle, you..."
Twenty taels of silver can support a farming family for a year without doing anything.
This is very tempting for beggars who have no worries.
But when he thought about the mask on this old man's face, he always felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Standing there quietly, watching the expression on the beggar's face change from bright to dark, Jiu Jin knew that he must be struggling in his heart.
But he is not in a hurry,
Because the scale has begun to tilt,
Just the last bit of weight left.
Zhuang Ruo sighed regretfully, Jiujin shook his head, moved his palms, weighed the money in his hands, and said helplessly, "Don't want to? It doesn't matter, then..."
Seeing the shining silver ingot being pulled away with the white palm, the beggar struggled with intense pain in his heart.
"Yes, yes! Master! I am willing to go!"
"Okay! Then you stand here and I'll say hello to the stall owner. When I wave, you'll come over." Jiujin looked at the beggar in front of him with satisfaction. The red lines on the eyeballs of the mask had spread.
It's getting closer and closer to the eye.
"Boss, I'm going to invite this beggar to drink porridge today. Let him drink as much porridge as you want." It was almost noon, and the stall owner who was about to close his stall was suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw that it was the man who was just in his small stall.
Customers eating fried dough sticks at the stall.
He smiled with a bit of innocence, raised his eyes and looked up. He kept raising his head not far away, glanced at the beggar looking here, cupped his hands at Jiu Jin in front of him, then waved, and then
He continued to clean up the stall in front of him.
"This is the porridge money." It was still the twenty-tael piece of silver. Jiujin took it out of his sleeves and put the silver on the lid of the porridge bucket, making a "bang!" sound.
Looking at the ingot of silver, the stall owner stopped what he was doing.
"If you can make him drink until he can't stop drinking, that's an added bonus. How about that?"
Looking at the stall owner's eyes, Jiu Jin took out a piece of silver from his sleeve robe again and flashed it in front of the stall owner.
Look at that silver light
, look at the size of that fist, the reward in this hand is definitely bigger than the one placed on the lid of my pot, not smaller!
"If the guest officer gives you money, it's up to you to decide what to do."
He took out a bowl, put the porridge bucket, and spoons in place again. The stall owner said this while quickly setting out the things.
"Then let's begin."
Jiu Jin waved to the beggar not far away. When he saw him coming this way, he pulled up a bench and sat at the end of the porridge stall. He crossed his legs and put his hands on his legs.
He lowered his head and quietly watched the show that was about to begin in front of him.
...
Qingpingfang, noon
"On the Autumnal Equinox, we need to check the road signs downstairs. We'll still use the old method."
The scholar and Han Qiufen stood under the restaurant where they had changed their clothes yesterday. They looked at the door so close in front of them and did not move for a long time.
After looking around, the scholar pulled the sleeves of Qiu Equinox, and after speaking in a low voice, he walked along the outside of the wall of the restaurant and walked into the passage between the two houses.
Seeing that the scholar had disappeared, Han Qiufen wandered outside for a while, looked around casually, and walked in along the path between the restaurant on the right and the house next to it.
At the railing on the second floor yesterday, two people jumped up from two directions.
He bent down, pointed outside, then pointed forward, and finally put his finger in front of his lips. The scholar squinted his eyes and saw Han Qiubin, nodded, and walked forward slowly.
The two people kept the same movements from both ends and walked slowly towards the room where they changed clothes and took off their masks.
The window was still propped up, the furnishings in the room were still the same, and there was no one there.
The scholar and Han Qiufen looked at each other. The scholar nodded and took the first step to look inside the wooden window.
The movement that came in was so big that the small table placed against the wall shook. A cup swayed to the edge and was about to fall. The scholar hurriedly copied it with quick eyes and hands.
fine......
That box painted with vermilion paint!
Putting the cup haphazardly on the table, the scholar quickened his pace and walked quickly towards the small box. After a "pop" sound, the small box opened.
There are still those masks, but the clothes underneath that belong to different people, men, women, old and young, are gone.
only then
A dozen masks lie alone in the box.
The scholar scratched his head in confusion and picked up a mask.
This mask is smiling…
This mask is not the reserved smile of yesterday. The smile on this mask can be described as crazy.
The lips were parted almost to the ears, and two eyeballs that were about to fall out were looking at him, full of hysteria.
The scholar, whose scalp was numb, put down the mask in his hand.
Picked up another one at random,
This...
It's panic...
The eyes created by the vivid painting skills, the pupils shrunk to the size of a pinpoint, and the whites of the eyes covering two-thirds of the entire eye socket.
The lips that trembled slightly and opened to both sides.
It...is looking at my...
later!
The scholar's eyes shrank to the extreme in an instant, and sweat broke out on his back.
These masks…
Yesterday’s smile, bitter smile, and sneer...all disappeared...
A crazy mask...looking at me...it was hysterical madness...
The rest of the masks are of panic, fear, and fear.
and........
They are all looking behind me!!
Boom! Bang!
The sound of the cup falling to the ground and breaking became the beginning beat,
Hey! Ah yo!
A strange chanting sound suddenly sounded, with an inaccurate pitch and a hint of twilight and joy.
There are gaps in the cage, there are gaps in the cage,