Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

The cold wind was bleak, and the cold moon shone on the tombs below. There were many tombstones, and there were many tombstones. Suddenly, a new graveyard trembled, and then a hand stretched out from the ground.

Zhao Ran struggled to climb out of the grave, and then pouted the dirt in his mouth angrily. He thought climbing the grave was as easy as last time, but how could he know that the coffin bought for him by the concubine's mansion was really good, which hurt him enough It took a whole day and night to crawl out of the grave.

He carefully re-piled the grave, then looked around and couldn't help but change his face and said: "Who stole my elbow!"

A large pot of elbows was almost eaten up by wild dogs, except for one left in the nearby haystack. He picked up the remaining elbows from the dog's mouth in obvious disappointment, took advantage of the night to distinguish the direction, and headed towards He ran on the mountain road, then turned a corner and dug out a bundle under a tree.

He neatly pulled out Rong Xian's human skin from the bag, and then dug out the half piece of skin from the human skin, took off the mother-like skin on his body with ease, and put Rong Xian's human skin on it , Immediately dizzy from hunger, he gnawed off the elbow three times, five times and two times, and only a thin layer of flesh and blood grew under the skin, not much different from the old zombie back then.

He wanted to hide his baggage on his body, and it was inconvenient to bring too many things, so Rong Xian didn't bring the old cotton clothes he bought newly, and he was still wearing Mrs. Li's costume from before. Looking around the hill for a while, he saw Hu San He came from the mountain road with a big basket on his back.

"Hu Sanzi!" Zhao Ran greeted the acquaintances happily.

Hu San looked up and saw Zhaoran was so frightened that he immediately turned around and ran away. After running for a short distance, he saw Zhaoran rushing to the front.

"Old ancestor... you, why are you chasing me again?"

"I need someone to help me with something!"

Hu San wanted to cry without tears, thinking that if you are old, you can't find someone else, but then remembered that the old zombie in front of you was an old ghost who was fine after walking around the Demon Town Tower. He said politely, "Why do you always want me to help you?"

Zhao Ran gestured at the clothes on his body and said: "I still need Brother Hu San to do you a favor, change this set of clothes for me into something suitable for me to wear!"

Only then did Hu San realize that Zhao Ran was wearing another bright red and green theater gown, and couldn't help saying, "You're always..."

Zhao Ran replied disapprovingly: "I asked someone to bury it again."

Hu San said enviously: "Your old descendants are really filial. Just looking at this shroud, you don't know how much money has been spent."

Zhao Ran said casually, "That's what they should have done."

Hu San thought that this old ghost really didn't know how to be blessed while living in the blessing, and sighed: "Old ancestor, you are already a blessed person, have you heard of Rongjiazhuang?"

"Rongjiazhuang, what's wrong?" Zhao Ran's ears immediately perked up.

"No, it's nothing." Hu San swallowed his words and subconsciously tightened the basket.

Zhao Ran pointed to the basket and asked, "Brother Hu, don't you chop firewood yet? What's in the basket?"

Hu San hurriedly said: "Some mountain goods, just some mountain goods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ran saw the lid on the basket move, and then an onion head came out of it with the lid on it, and Zhao Ran blurted out: "It's you!"

He did not forget this little boy, it was he who urinated Wen Zhigeng.

Hu San was stunned: "Old man, do you know him, old man?"

"Isn't he a kid from Rongjiazhuang?"

The onion grinned and cried "Wow".

It was night, so obviously he didn't see it clearly, and now it's broad daylight. The onion was close together, and his mouth was wide open. He could see that there were only two teeth growing in Onion's mouth, not the front teeth, but two small canine teeth. , and it is not the usual pointed heel length, but also has a little inward curvature.

Zhao Ran made a smart move, this is not a tiger tooth, it is clearly two snake teeth.

Onion cried, first grabbed Zhaoran's clothes from the basket, and finally crawled out of the basket, hanging on Zhaoran's clothes.

"I picked this child up, not stolen!" Hu San argued.

"Okay, okay, where did you find this child?" It was clear that this little boy should be the son of the village chief of Rongjiazhuang, how could such a precious child be lost.

Seeing the intimacy between the grandparent and grandson, Hu San seemed to have guessed Zhaoran's origin, and couldn't help regretting that the cheap son should not be picked up, so he had to honestly tell the story of how he picked up the little boy.

He got up early to cut firewood. At dawn, he suddenly saw something moving in the grass. He thought it was a winter hare, so he took a few steps forward quietly with the chopping knife. When he got closer, he realized that it was a hare. little boy.

Rongjiazhuang disappeared without a trace. This is not a trivial matter in the local area. It is almost a well-known fact. They all say that they offended the high officials in Beijing, so they ran away overnight.

There was a word engraved on the little boy's pendant, Hu Santuo asked the literate old man in the village to read it, and he said it was Rong, so Hu San was able to guess that the onion was pulled down by the Rong family village when he fled. .

Hu San's family is so poor that he has not been able to marry a daughter-in-law until today, so he had the idea of ​​picking up a cheap son, but the little boy has two fangs, which are really penetrating, so he wanted to carry onions on his back until he could bear it. An Zhen was looking for a doctor to show him, or looking for a handy tool to frustrate, and he ran into Zhao Ran without thinking about it.

Zhao Ran imagined it, probably at that time when the army was in chaos, the little boy climbed out of the car at some point, and then missed Master Rongjiazhuang who was in a hurry.

According to his idea, since Hu San likes it, then he can keep it, but the onion sticks to Zhaoran's skirt and refuses to let it go. Zhaoran has no interest in raising a little snake to play with, so he has to repeat: "Come to your daddy Hu's place quickly." go!"

But Onion didn't let go, and ended up holding Zhao Ran's clothes with two small teeth.

Hu San stammered and said: "It's really not that the family doesn't enter the house, the little baby is related to the ancestors after all!"

Zhao Ran's face almost changed color, this onion's ancestor, General Tian Mang, has a snake head, what does it have to do with him? !

He tried harder now to peel the onion off his body.

Onion got up in the middle of the night to pee, usually it was a big deal for him to pee, grandpa saw it, grandma saw it, grandma saw it, parents saw it, everyone was smiling, but no one paid attention to him that night, So he decided to scare them, and hid in the grass by the roadside.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep as soon as he hid, and then all his grandparents and grandparents disappeared. He already felt that he had had enough of being wronged. Child abuse.

Zhao Ran had no choice but to hug him and said, "That's all, that's all!"

Hu San glanced at Onion anxiously. Although it is not good for a baby to follow a zombie, but fortunately, the old zombie is the ancestor of Onion, so he will not be harmed. Besides, what ability does he have to be with an old man with such profound morals? Zombies care about it.

He thought about it and sighed, this time he was familiar with it, and when he arrived in Rong'an Town, Hu San found a stall for collecting old clothes and exchanged Zhao Ran's opera gown inlaid with gold thread.

Cao Tan naturally saw that there was something strange here, where did a woodcutter get this expensive theater robe, but the profits here were too great, so he turned a blind eye.

Hu Santing was good at handling things, so he not only picked out a padded robe for Zhaoran, but also a small padded jacket for Onion, and then he went to the meeting place with Zhaoran with his bags in his arms.

Zhao Ran changed into his clothes, patted Hu San on the shoulder and said, "I asked Hu San for help twice, and I haven't treated you to a meal yet. Let's go, I'll treat you to the Buddha fish!"

Hu San was terrified when he heard this, and thought to himself that this old zombie didn't care about the Demon Suppressing Tower. Could it be, could it be that this isn't an old zombie, it's actually the legendary immortal immortal.

There is a legend about the Yiren’s Tomb in Wuxing Mountain. I don’t know how many people come to find the Yiren’s Tomb every year. I don’t know how many people in the mountain rely on it for food. For example, the most famous guide village, Rongjiazhuang, so the mountain people love to hear strange stories. Different stories are also popular, so Hu San naturally likes them too.

Hu San thought for a while, then followed Zhaoran into the restaurant in a daze, and sat in the private room of a big hotel with a curtain that he had never seen in his life. Looking at the delicious food in front of him, it was so cloudy that he didn't know what it was when he ate it. Luckily, Zhao Ran was also generous, so he didn't eat a single bite, but he packed it up and took it home.

Before leaving, he took out some more ingots of silver and said, "Brother Hu San, I see that it is not easy for you, so I will set up a small stall for you to do some small business with these few ingots of silver."

Hu San came out of Rong'an Town in a daze, and chewed the silver in his hand carefully, only then was he sure that it wasn't a stone or a toad, it was indeed silver, and he couldn't help crying, Kneeling and shouting: "Old Immortal!"

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In front of the new grave by the mountain, Jiu Ru stood there in a white robe, and a disciple behind him came up and said in a low voice, "Master Buddha, we should go."

Raising his hand, Jiu Ru cut a strand of his long hair with the wind like a knife, and bent down to bury the lock of long hair in front of Zhao Ran's grave.

At this moment, Zhaoran hid in the inn and gnawed a large pot of pig's trotters. Taking a selfie in the mirror, he felt that he looked a bit human, as if he was not too different from when Jiuru met, so he threw it away. After settling the onion, he changed into his original clothes, stuffed the Fallen Demon Bow into the bag, and walked towards the Demon Suppressing Tower.

There was no Jin Yiwei in front of the pagoda, but just as he took two steps inside, a few tall and strong monks stopped him, and they said happily: "I'm looking for you Buddha disciples, the one named Jiu Ru. I We have known him for a long time!"