Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

The prosperity of Kyoto is far from comparable to that of Rong'an Town. Looking along the street, you can see the streets full of traffic and high-rise buildings. It is obvious that when you enter the city, the noon market is already open. There are many people on the street, ladies and gentry, shoulder to shoulder.

Zhaoran first found an inn and asked for a sky-shaped room. The shopkeeper guarding the hall was also a well-informed person, and he didn't think differently because of Zhaoran's earthen clothes, but a rural youth with a milk baby was more or less It's weird, but fortunately, Kyoto is a place where there are many personal and troublesome things.

This inn is surrounded by collapsed buildings (note: the warehouses of the Ming Dynasty), and the floors are a bit higher. The Tianzi room on the second floor is especially bright and bright. a mouse hole.

"This is the one." Zhao Ran settled down on the room, and then asked the little girl some questions, nothing more than where is the busiest place, and what are the delicious and interesting things in Beijing.

Everyone who is new to the capital will ask these questions, and Xiaoer also answered smoothly: "Master, if you want to buy something, go from here, pass Zhengyang Bridge to Daming Gate, where the Chaoqian City is the most lively, where you can eat. For fun, you can get whatever you want, and you won’t be able to go shopping for ten days or half a month!”

Zhaoran couldn't help but feel moved when he heard Xiaoer call the young master, and told him to bring in a basin of water.

Xiao Er was also nimble, and soon brought the water, and rewarded him with a few pennies, and then took a look in the mirror. Sure enough, he ate a lot of game along the way, and now his skin is full of flesh and blood, and he seems to be more than ten years younger. age.

Zhao Ran was overjoyed, but a little hesitant, he wondered if Jiu Ru could still recognize him.

Fortunately, he is a person who forgets when things happen. After settling down the onion, he took a few ingots of silver from the bag and put them into the purse. When he turned to the bone whistle, he picked it up and blew it twice Looking at the bone whistle in his palm, he couldn't help but wonder why Mrs. Li gave him the bone whistle?

After thinking for a while, he still put the bone whistle back to its original place, then followed Xiaoer's instructions, crossed the Zhengyang Bridge, and went straight to Chaoqian City.

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Most of the men in Kyoto, old or young, high or low, wear straight lace and Liuhe scarves, and many of them wear Tang scarves.

Zhao Ran found a tailor shop, changed into a light blue straight dress, went out wearing a Tang scarf, passed a calligraphy and painting stall by the roadside, and bought a folding fan for himself, then waved the fan happily to find something to eat .

He just stood at the door of the tea shop and took a few glances, when he felt that there were people staring at him around him, he turned his head to look but he didn't see any unusual people.From when Zhaoran went into the tea shop to eat, to when he came out with some food for onions, that line of sight was like a gangrene, and he could always feel it faintly, Ren Zhaoran tried his best but couldn't find anyone looking at him.

Is it a hallucination, or is he paranoid from being frightened by the walking dead in Lane without Lights?

Zhao Ran shook his head and went straight back to the inn. When he first entered the city, he felt that the street he lived in was very prosperous. After walking around Chaoqian City, he realized that this place is still a less popular place in the capital.

Zhaoran returned to the room, and Onion was still sleeping soundly on the quilt with his buttocks arched, so he put the food in his hand on the table.

At this time there was a knock on the door, Zhaoran walked over to open the door, but no one was found in the doorway, and the knocking sound was still ringing, Zhaoran suddenly realized that it was not someone knocking on the door, but Someone is knocking on the window!

He opened the window, and a person hung upside down from the eaves, his voice was like an old ox pulling a cart, slow and flat: "Are you looking for me?"

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The man was wearing a round-neck Confucian uniform, with a shawl on his head wrapped in a bun, and his hands in his sleeves. What was strange was that he was hanging upside down so that his hem didn't hang down to cover his face.

"who are you?"

"Zhang Xiaobai."

"You said I was looking for you?"

"Didn't you rent this bone whistle from Mrs. Li?"

It is obvious that God suddenly came to God, it turned out that the bone whistle was used to summon the person in front of him!

"Madam Li gave me this bone whistle."

"Before death or after death?" His voice was still flat, as if he was not asking about the life and death of an acquaintance, but rather about a tree and grass by the roadside.

"Before death."

Zhang Xiaobai asked again: "Do you know how she died?"

"That's it."

"Is this news for sale?"

Zhang Xiaobai bought and sold news, so Zhao Ran became even more energetic. He had many questions in his mind and finally found someone to ask: "How to sell?"

"Sell it alone, sell it against the price, and sell it by singing."

"How to say?"

"Single selling means that you only sell a part of the news, of course you can also sell it to me; counter-selling means exchanging the news you sell for other news; sing-selling means that you think the news is valuable and ask for a high price. Those who get it. This usually needs to attract customers, and it cannot be sold in a short while. But the news of Mrs. Li's death has already been reserved from me." Zhang Xiaobai added, "Besides, you can also buy out , which means that you don’t want this piece of news to be sold in the future, so you buy out this piece of news in advance.”

"I'll think about it." Zhao Ran replied.

Zhang Xiaobai is not reluctant.

"Would you like to come in and talk?" Zhaoran looked at Zhang Xiaobai hanging upside down and felt tired for him.

"No, the fierce one in your room." Zhang Xiaobai said concisely.

"Fierce..." Zhaoran turned his head and glanced at Onion, who was lying on the bed, drooling, and thought for a while, "How much do you sell for a piece of news?"

Zhang Xiaobai opened his mouth and said immediately: "There are secret breath, empty breath, solitary breath, and flowing breath, which one do you want?"

Zhao Ran had no choice but to ask again without shame: "How is this divided?"

"Secret information refers to the news that someone bought out news from me."

Zhao Ran couldn't help but said: "Someone bought out the news from you, can you also sell it?"

Zhang Xiaobai's tone didn't change at all: "Someone asked me to raise a dog for him. This dog eats more and more, and it has long been insufficient for capital. Do you want me to raise him for a lifetime?"

Zhao Ran was a little speechless, but felt that there was some truth.

Zhang Xiaobai said again: "Kongxi means that I don't have this news here, but I can look it up for you. Duqi means that only I know the news."

"Then what about the flow?" Zhao Ran asked.

"It's the news that everyone knows, but you don't."

After thinking for a while, Zhao Ran took out a pearl and said, "How many pieces of information can I ask for this pearl?"

Zhang Xiaobai swept his eyes and said: "Three pieces of flow."

Zhao Ran almost jumped up, Ru Niang gave him three pearls in total, he ate, drank, bought, bought, and bought all the way, and only spent half the price of the previous pearl, but this pearl was It's only worth three pieces of news from Zhang Xiaobai, and it's still a passing breath.

Zhang Xiaobai added: "You were the one who whistled in Wudeng Lane. At that time, there were walking corpses and Buddha disciples from the National Teacher Pagoda. I couldn't meet you, but you still have to pay the travel expenses."

"You also went to No Light Lane?!"

"The bone whistle is ringing, Xiaobai is here, no one can deceive you."

Zhao Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Then how much more breath can I ask?"

"One piece."

"This is too expensive!" Zhao Ran couldn't help but said.

"Expensive is one of the three characteristics of my Xiaobai."

"Then your second biggest feature?"

"expensive."

"The third major feature..."

"expensive."

Zhao Ran had no choice but to be ruthless and said: "I want to ask about Rong Xian, the Rong family's village."

Zhang Xiaobai immediately said: "He has two flowing breaths, one empty breath, and three secret breaths on his body."

Zhaoran was shocked when he heard this, Zhang Xiaobai's breath is so expensive, and his secret breath must be even more expensive, but someone actually bought out his three pieces of news.

"I want to ask who Rong Xian is?"

"A deal?" Zhang Xiaobai didn't have the slightest intention of mocking Zhao Ran and even Rong Xian who came here to buy news without knowing who he was.

When Zhang Xiaobai asked this, it was obvious that it was just a fluke, so Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "Deal!"

"Rong Xian is the son of Rong Shishi in Santun Village. His mother, Jiang Shi, is the younger sister of Zheng Jiang Lanyi, Qin Tianjian. She was intelligent when she was young. She is known as a nine-year-old scholar. She often went out with her father Rong Shishi as a guide, but she fell seriously ill. After that, I was stupid, and there was no news in the past few years."

Zhao Ran couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, Jiang Lanyi was actually Rong Xian's uncle, but the village chief clearly said that the one buried in the coffin was Rong Shiyi's father, whether it was the father or the son, he was stunned for a long time, Zhang Xiaobai's service attitude was excellent Reminding, patiently waiting for Zhaoran to come back to his senses.

"You can tell me about the air, anyway, it's just asking people for news."

"Someone asked me about Rong Xian's whereabouts." After Zhang Xiaobai finished speaking, he stretched out his hand that had been clung to his sleeve, but without seeing him move, the pearl in Zhao Ran's hand returned to his sleeve with his hand. middle.

Zhaoran thought that besides him, someone else was inquiring about Rong Xian's whereabouts, so he took out another pearl and said, "I'll buy three more Liuxi."

"Just ask."

"Where is Rong Shixi now?"

"Rong Shiyi disappeared in Yegu City ten years ago."

"Is Ye Gucheng not a person?"

"Yegu City!" Zhang Xiaobai repeated, "It was originally called Zhuzi Town, but five or six years ago, there were suddenly walking corpses crossing the streets in this city at night, so the townspeople all moved out of the town. Over time, this town becomes a dead city at night, so now people call it Night City."

Zhao Ran asked with a bad face: "Is this also considered a passing breath?"

"Given away for free. About Ye Gu City, there are 940 pieces of flowing information, 79 pieces of empty information, and [-] pieces of secret information."

Zhao Ran's face darkened, and he asked instead: "What is Rong Xian's other aura?"

"The Yang family asked him to withdraw the engagement. The Yang family was the one who arranged the marriage for Rong Xian by the Jiang family. The Yang family was originally white, but later there was a third-ranked Jinshi Yang Xueshi, and it was this Yang Xueshi that Master Jiang arranged for Rong Xian. At that time, Yang Xueshi was the first supervisory censor. In the past two years, Yang Xueshi followed Zhu Rong, the deputy censor of the right capital, the governor of Liangguang, and used the policy of gentleness to appease the Yao people and avoid a fight. He was favored by the chief assistant Wan An. It is already the censor of the capital of Youqian."

Zhaoran suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaobai was expensive and there was a reason why he was expensive, and he made it clear without adding a word of guesswork. When they were engaged, the Yang family was a seventh-rank official, and the Jiang family was a fifth-rank official of Qintianjian. Naturally, everyone is happy to have climbed the Jiang Mansion, but now that Yang Xueshi has developed and is already a fourth-rank official, he has to choose Gao Zhi for his younger sister.

"Hmph!" Zhao Ran had put on Rong Xian's skin anyway, so he couldn't help feeling a little bit of the same enemy.

"What else do you want to ask?"

Zhaoran weighed the pearl in his hand, and asked again: "Who is the Jiuru of the National Teacher Pagoda?"

"Buddha seal Liujing." After Zhang Xiaobai finished speaking, he simply took the pearl away.

Zhao Ran felt distressed for a while, thinking that if he knew this, he should ask a more complicated topic, such as buying a piece of Guoshi Pagoda Jiuru's breath?

Zhang Xiaobai made two deals, and said, "I'll give you one for free."

"What's the matter?"

"Someone is in your room." After he finished speaking, he disappeared with a "whoosh".

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"Who?!" Zhaoran turned around suddenly, and saw the onion on the bed flying into the air, the door was automatically opened, and the onion flew out of the door.

Zhao Ran was shocked and hurriedly chased after him. He looked carefully and found that the onion was not flying by himself, but was carried on the shoulder by some invisible person. The person turned white when it met the wall and brown when it met the soil, like a chameleon. .

As soon as he went out, he threw the onion in his hand to a boy in black standing in the corridor.

That young man has long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his eyes are extremely sharp, he seems to have hidden a hook, forcibly choked back the words "good skin" in Zhaoran's heart.

"If you have something to say, put the child down first." Zhao Ran shouted.

The boy in black had already turned over from the courtyard wall with the onion on his shoulders. He was running extremely fast. One must know that Zhao Ran could run on a par with someone like Wen Zhigeng who was proficient in lightness kung fu, but he couldn't catch up. That boy in black.

Zhaoran felt that the young man seemed to be teasing him on purpose. When he got closer, the young man ran faster, and when he got far away, the young man slowed down again, always running ahead of him at a similar distance.

Although he knew that the boy in black might deliberately lure him somewhere, but Zhao Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet and chase him down.

The two of them entered the forest in a blink of an eye, and Zhao Ran was out of breath, so he drew out his bow and said, "If you run again, don't blame me for being rude!"

A boy's sneer came from the woods: "Who are you talking to!"

As soon as his words fell, there was a strong wind in the forest, and the leaves rolled in the air. It was obvious that a ten-foot-wide eagle was swooping towards him. Flying over with his scalp.

Zhaoran turned around and saw the young man in black sitting on the back of the eagle, he was able to ride the eagle, and he didn't see how he gave orders, the eagle turned around and came towards Zhaoran.

Although the falcon is huge in stature, it moves very nimbly, as if teasing its prey, chasing Zhaoran back and forth in the woods. The boy's expression was always cold. The big eagle chased after him.

He rode an eagle across the slope, and saw Zhao Ran lying on the ground facing them with a bow in his hand.

An arrow shot out just as the eagle was rushing out of the slope, the boy in black hurriedly picked up the eagle and rushed up, the arrow still flew past the eagle's body, and the eagle's feathers flew in the air for a while, the boy in black couldn't help being startled and angry .

Zhaoran jumped up, ready to catch the onion falling from mid-air, but suddenly someone knocked hard on the back of his head, and his eyes fell to the ground in darkness.