Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Zhao Ran felt sorry for it, Wen Zhigeng stood firm and said with a gloomy expression, "In winter, where did this bat come from?"

"Someone disturbed the wintering bats in the nearby cave and drove them out," Wang Zeng said.

As soon as his words were finished, a short and fat man came over from the corner of the room with a rope in his hand, and he saluted Wang Zeng and the others: "My son-in-law, son of the Buddha, Mr. Wen, you are like a girl!" .”

Wen Zhigeng saw the rope in his hand and said, "What is the rope in this hand for?"

Wang Zeng said: "Explain to Mr. Wen."

Manager Hu approached Wen Zhigeng and pointed to the roof: "Master Wen, you see this rope is connected to the cloth."

Wen Zhigeng smelled a smell of oily smoke on his body, couldn't help covering his nose, grabbed the rope in his hand, and tore off the black cloth covering the ear room three times.

The surface of the cloth was smelly, Wen Zhigeng stooped to pinch the cloth with his fingers enduring his nausea, only to see viscous liquid between his fingers: "Blood."

"It's Shanyu's blood." Manager Hu hurriedly said, "It's hard to find Shanyu in this winter. Fortunately, the girl said that there must be someone doing this business in Wudeng Lane, so we bought it."

Wang Zeng looked at it clearly: "Why must it be the blood of the fish?"

Zhao Ran said: "Pig blood, chicken blood, duck blood, and human blood are easy to dry up. Only meal blood can keep it moist for a long time."

Wang Zeng raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "That's how it is!"

Someone put the cloth stained with meal blood on the top of the bell in advance, and the bats that were driven out of the cave were so hungry that they would naturally find the piece of cloth on the clock tower of the Li Mansion when they were hunting for food in the dark. When the bats accumulated to a certain extent, Someone pulled the cloth from the bell tower, and the bats flew together with the black cloth, and the night mist filled the air, forming such a strange scene.

Wen Zhigeng's complexion changed several times, and he sighed clearly: "It would be nice if Mr. Wen wasn't so impatient at the beginning." He sighed in his mouth, and he didn't know how happy he was, Wen Zhigeng must have posted the invitation letter. Zizi couldn't wait to be sent back to Beijing, but this time he slapped himself hard.

Wen Zhigeng chased Zhaoran back and forth to such an embarrassing situation that he had to put on a woman's skin. Now that Wen Zhigeng suffered from being dumb, how could he be in a bad mood.

"You knew about it early on, right?" Wen Zhigeng looked at Zhao Ran and said.

How could Zhao Ran admit it, and shook his head like a rattle: "I never thought there would be bats in winter, and I came back to think about the deliciousness of the bowl of noodles in Li's house, and I suddenly remembered it."

"That bowl of noodles from Li's Mansion?" Wang Zeng frowned, as if he was thinking about what it was.

"Dry stir-fried rice noodles." Jiuru interjected.

His voice was clear and upright, very pleasant to hear, but Zhao Ran's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "Little Buddha, you can be regarded as showing the tail of a fox!"

"This is a newly popular dish in Beijing." Wen Zhigeng sneered, "The people in Li's family are probably sure that we won't be able to guess his method."

Zhaoran said in his heart: "You can't guess it, but I guessed it!"

Wen Zhigeng cupped his hands towards Wang Zeng and said, "I'm going to the Li Manor to arrest the court criminals, so I'll take my leave first."

Wang Zeng immediately said: "I will go with you, they intend to murder the princess, how can I just sit back and watch."

"I'll go too!" Zhao Ran interrupted quickly, he guessed the mystery, how could he not follow along to watch the excitement.

Wang Zeng hesitated for a moment, and Wen Zhigeng said, "Let her go."

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The son-in-law's house also ordered a team of guards to come out, but of course there would be no more sedan chairs this time. Seeing the tall horse, he felt itchy. Just as he was about to get on the horse, he was picked up by Wang Zeng next to him and asked him to sit on the other side. In front of him, he shouted in a low voice: "Sit sideways!"

In my heart...

Wang Zeng was good at horsemanship, although there were two people at once, he arrived at Li's residence no slower than Wen Zhigeng and Jiu Ru. As soon as they stopped, a figure appeared from a dark corner.

"grown ups!"

It is clear that if the man was not surrounded by Wang Zeng's hands, he almost fell off the horse's back. The man is bent over, with a pair of rogue eyes rolling around. Who is it if he is not a dog slave?

Wen Zhigeng frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

The dog slave said flatteringly: "I smell that person's scent..."

Zhao Ran's teeth were tightened, thinking about what to do, the only way was to beat him to death and refuse to admit it, but Wen Zhigeng was not only suspicious but also vicious...

Wen Zhigeng jumped off the horse and asked, "Where is it?"

The dog slave pointed at Li's house, his body relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wen Zhigeng was also very busy, and he thought so, how could he have only one enemy.

He just breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the hands around his waist being tightened. Wang Zeng pressed his ear and said, "Don't be too much in front of outsiders!"

Only then did Zhao Ran notice that he was relieved just now and fell into Wang Zeng's arms.

He was a little embarrassed, and quickly erected his body, and heard Wang Zeng say from the back of his head: "You don't have to worry, I promised you, and I will never go back on my word."

"No hurry, no hurry." Zhao Ran said with a sneer.

Wang Zeng jumped off the horse, and helped Zhaoran down. Zhaoran didn't want him to help him, but the dog slave was in front of him, so he had to show that he had a backer.

As usual, the dog slave turned his eyes around everyone's body, didn't stop at Zhao Ran's body at all, and followed Wen Zhigeng obsequiously.

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Wen Zhigeng stood still in front of the gate of Li's Mansion. The white curtain of Li's Mansion had not been removed, and a white lantern was still hanging in front of the gate. A dense fog.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound in the distance, like a cloud piercing the fog, and the stagnant water mist in front of the door surged and rushed towards the face.

With a wave of Wen Zhigeng's hand, the Jinyi guards set up muskets and surrounded Li's residence in groups. He kicked open the gate of Li's residence, and with a wave of his hand, another group of Jinyi guards rushed in.

Not long after, Jin Yiwei came to report: "My lord, I found the secret passage in the dark room."

Wen Zhigeng didn't reply, but looked at the dog slave. The dog slave raised his nose, grinned, and flattered Wen Zhigeng toward the clock tower: "They're hiding there!"

"Okay!" Wen Zhigeng waved his hand, "Surround the clock tower!"

A group of people quickly turned around the inner hall and rushed towards the backyard of the Li Mansion. Wang Zeng said to Zhaoran: "You wait outside." After he finished speaking, he also followed Wen Zhigeng towards the clock tower. .

The dog slave under the eaves wriggled his nose, seemed suspicious, and headed towards the other side. He turned around twice and entered the yard, then stopped suddenly, turned his head, frowned and said, "Why did this girl follow me?" ?”

Zhao Ran stepped out, turned his head to look around and said, "I didn't take a good look around last time, but after doing this, I found out that Li's Mansion is actually very big."

"The Li family is the number one richest man in Rong'an Town, so what's so strange about building a big house?"

Zhao Ran turned his head and smiled and said, "It's not surprising, but the room is too big and the moonlight is too dark. I don't have any family to take me with me, so I'm afraid of getting lost."

He was talking, but saw a blur in front of his eyes, and the dog slave in front of him seemed to have disappeared.

Zhao Ran couldn't help but blinked a few times.

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"The autumn lights are bright and the emerald curtain is bright, and the night case is read. There are so many stories in the past and the present. There are very few talented people, but there are also gods and ghosts. The trivialities are unsightly. It is just that if you don't care about the weathered body, even if you are good, it will be in vain."

I don't know where there are a few groaning sounds.

Zhao Ran was startled, and quickly looked around, only to see a light in the high wall next to him, and a figure changing clothes appeared from inside.

Only then did he realize that there was a high wall next to it, which was clearly separated by a screen made of white gauze, and candlelight was lit inside. Looking from the outside, it was like looking at flowers in a mist.

"You are Mrs. Li." Zhao Ran suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The white curtain was rolled up, and the elevated wooden platform looked a bit like a stage. One person dressed in the mirror and asked, "How do you know I'm Mrs. Li?"

"intuition."

"That girl's intuition is so straight-forward. Ordinary people can't imagine that a person with a layer of skin is still alive in this world." The voice of that person is elegant and deep, like an ancient string. Although Ru Niang's voice is good, it is far inferior to the one in front of him The human voice is alluring.

Zhaoran thought, can I tell you that I have lost several layers of skin?As for the fact that he was wanted by Wen Zhigeng, envoy of Jin Yiwei Hundred Households, it is even more impossible to say that the dog slave would be expressionless when he smelled Ru Niang's breath.

"Because of the distance."

"distance?"

Zhao Ran said: "Although Mrs. Li pretends to be Mr. Li very well, she is used to being a woman. Some habits are hard to change. For example, the wife always keeps a distance of one foot from the outsider. She took her hand back on the table, presumably Madam didn't care about an old butler, but was used to the difference between men and women. Women's skirts are longer than men's clothes, so Madam is used to being taller than men when entering the door Some."

The man sighed softly: "When I was young, I was on the stage with my father. Everyone praised me for being a boy, but I didn't expect the girl to see through it at a glance."

Zhao Ran said: "Mrs. Li's appearance is exquisite, but life is always different from the stage."

Mrs. Li said leisurely: "That's true. The stage has been a dream for thousands of years, but life always wakes up from a dream. Since the girl chased me here alone, do you have something else to ask me?"

Zhao Ran paused and said, "I just want to ask, how does Mrs. Li know how to take skins... and change skins?"