Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

The sky is greyish, as if the ink has been scratched and painted, and it is hazy. The narrow roads in the mountains have snowed in the middle of the night, and the undulating hills and valleys are like flour that has not been evenly sprinkled, one black and one white.

Although the climate is cold, it is difficult for the mountain people to make a living. As soon as the sky shines, there are already people on the road.

Stepping on the creaking snow, Zhao Ran saw a mountain villager carrying a large bundle of firewood going down the mountain from a distance, and waved to greet him: "My lord, have you heard of Santun Village? "

The mountain people are brave, but when they looked up and saw an old man in a shroud shaking his skinny paws at him, he was frightened out of his wits. He threw away the firewood and ran away, but the snow was slippery, and he was frightened again. Let Zhaoran catch up.

"Brother, is there a ghost in Santun Village? Why did you run away in fright when I asked you?"

With Zhao Ran's paws resting on his shoulders, the mountain people were so frightened that they gasped more and gasped less, thinking, isn't the ghost your uncle?

"Master wants to ask about Rongjiazhuang?" After all, the courage of the mountain people is beyond comparison with ordinary people, and they can answer the words after a while.

"Rongjiazhuang?" Clearly puzzled, he blinked his wrinkled eyelids twice.

The mountain people took a breath and explained patiently: "The people in Santun Village are all named Rong, so the people nearby generally call them Rongjiazhuang."

"Yes, yes, how to go!"

The mountain man glanced at him with difficulty, and pointed at a side road tremblingly: "Master, follow this road to the end and you will see it." When he said this, he remembered that he had accumulated virtue for half his life, and today he wanted to kill a person from a village. Hades will write down a big account for himself, and he can't help crying.

However, Zhao Ran felt that the mountain people had something to hide. He was afraid that there might be something unspeakable in the Santun Manor, and there might be evil spirits hiding there. He thought of this and asked again: "Then are you carrying this firewood to go home?"

The mountain people shook their heads in fright: "Master, I am going to sell in the town below. It snowed heavily last night, so the firewood can be sold at a good price."

The town is full of sunshine...

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ran simply said: "I will go with you."

The two walked all the way, and asked the mountain people what they called, and the mountain people didn't dare not answer honestly, but they kept an eye out, saying that others called him Hu Sanzi, but in fact, they would bury his third son's parents in the ground and rot to death. I'm afraid I don't have much friendship with this old ghost.

Zhao Ran politely said: "Brother Hu San, is this town big?"

"Don't dare." Hu San responded quickly. After walking with Zhaoran for a long time, he felt that this old ghost Zhaoran was more flexible than zombies, and he was not evil. There is only one Xing in Bailidi, and the people who want to cross the mountain from this Xing are concentrated in Rong'an Town, so the town is not big but very lively."

There are so many people who are so positive...

Zhao Ran's eyes lit up: "It's good if there are more people, I like more people the most!"

It sounds close from the mountains to the town, but in fact it is twenty or thirty miles away. The two of them chatting and walking are not boring. When they arrived at the entrance of the town, it was already Chen Shi, and the grass market in front of the town was already open, and it was extremely lively. .

The two were about to part, Hu San hesitated and reminded: "Master, don't you want to change your clothes and go into town?"

It was only then that Zhaoran remembered that he was still wearing a shroud. Ru Niang's clothes were only the ermine cape that was not stained with blood, but it was still wrapped in her human skin. He thought for a while and quickly took off his shroud and handed it To Hu Sandao: "Please Hu Sange, please help me change my clothes."

Hu San took the shroud bravely, found a stall for changing old clothes for him, and changed the shroud out. When he came back with the cotton coat and trousers, he couldn't help blurting out: "Can you change this much?"

"It's because you have a good family style, a virtuous son and filial grandson, this shroud cost a lot of money." Hu San praised.

Zhaoran put on his clothes, glanced at Hu San and said apologetically, "Brother Hu San has been delayed for a long time, wait in front of the door after you sell the firewood, and I will give you the money when I come out." , he happily went into the city with his burden on his back.

Hu San looked at his back and thought to himself: "It's not that I didn't tell you, there is a tower built by the national teacher in the town, and you insisted on entering the city..."

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As soon as Zhaoran entered the town, he could smell the aroma from all kinds of restaurants, which made him almost stuck to the door of the restaurant and couldn't move. The pawn shop got in.

Rong'an town was full of visitors, and there were many strange people. Chao Feng looked at the pearl the size of a thumb, and then took a look at his clear face. One thing more is worse than one thing less. Gave it to Zhaoran.

Zhao Ran took the money and went straight to the nearest and largest restaurant, took out a piece of silver and slapped it in front of the cashier, saying: "Give me a side room, and pick the best dishes from your house."

It’s not yet noon, the restaurant will open, where there is the best food, the boss can only order some stewed vegetables into the room first, who knows that when Zhaoran sees the stewed pig’s feet, he rushes up to grab it with one hand and gnaws, the boss hurriedly shouted The man served another pot of braised pig's trotters, and then bowed and retreated.

After going out, the boss did the calculations, a pot of stewed pig's knuckles would not cost a penny, and hurriedly called the kitchen to prepare more expensive dishes, so after a while, the waiter outside smiled happily. A plate of steamed fish walked into the private room.

"What's delicious again?" Zhao Ran gnawed on a pot of pig's trotters, then sat down on the chair and patted his belly contentedly.

Xiao Er looked at Zhao Ran and blurted out, "Where's uncle?"

"What sir?"

Xiaoer quickly and politely asked again: "Master, where is your father?"

"Whose father are you asking?" Zhao Ran was a little unhappy, he had just crawled out of the grave himself, so how could he know where his father was?

Xiaoer was a little anxious: "My lord, just now your father gave us a piece of silver to buy the most expensive dish, and now he is leaving. We have already made this dish, do you still accept it?"

Zhaoran suddenly realized something, and said: "Why don't you admit it, let it go, let it go, he just went out in a hurry! You... bring me a basin of water, I want to wash my hands."

Only then did Xiao Er heave a sigh of relief, and put down the steamed fish: "My lord, this is the most famous dish in Rong'an Town, called Buddha Fish."

"Buddha fish? Is there any allusion?"

Seeing that the guest was really interested, Xiaoer couldn't help saying excitedly: "This fish was originally born in the cold pool and died in Changchun in winter. When the Buddha passed by Rong'an Town and met this kind of fish, he sighed and said that this fish is sympathetic to the world's hunger and cold in winter. That's why I devoted myself to the winter. Giving the body to all living beings is really the best form of giving, so the Buddha feeds the tiger with the body. Since the fish has such a great wish, it will be fulfilled. Therefore, the Buddha immediately sent people to steam the fish in a cage, from the head Eat until the end, so this fish is also called Buddha fish. Master, eating this fish is a matter of accumulating virtue and cultivating good fortune."

Zhaoran looked at this fish several times, the body of the fish was only three fingers wide, crystal clear, dotted with green shallots, it looked delicious, and thought to himself, what kind of Buddha just wanted to break the precepts, and even tossed out With so many reasons, he thought again that maybe this fish is really delicious, and he was itching to wait for Xiaoer to go out, so he quickly picked up the fish with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

After eating for a long time, he couldn't help frowning and pulled out the fish bone from his mouth: "I didn't eat one or two pieces of meat, but a handful of fish bones! Just eating this fish, the energy gained from eating it is not enough to eat it. How can you pity the world's hunger and cold, I'm afraid this fish came here out of revenge." He said disgustingly and threw the fish bone in his hand onto the plate.

Xiao Er brought water again with a copper plate in his hand, and there were still a few dried flowers floating on the water, Xiao Er smiled and said, "Master, the hand sanitizer water you asked for is here."

Zhao Ran waved his hand to let him go down, and then pulled out the dried flower pot to take a photo, and found that he was indeed much younger, and even his hair seemed thicker and shinier. In fact, the skin was still old skin, but the flesh under the skin was firmer, and the old folds were stretched out. Yes, people naturally look younger,

He was in a good mood immediately, washed the old mud in the folds with water, and then walked out of the tavern refreshed.

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As soon as he went out, he heard someone yelling at the crowd on the road: "Scatter, scatter!"

Zhao Ran huddled in the crowd and took a look on tiptoe, and saw a group of drivers approaching slowly, in front of them were several tall horses, and at the front of the horse sat a man in a black robe embroidered with gold patterns, with eagle eyes and deep facial features Sui is tough, tall and slender, with a straight and steady body like a mountain, wearing black leather boots, very imposing, and Zhao Ran praised "good leather" in his heart.

The man rode slowly through the busy city without looking sideways, without even glancing at Xiao Min who was looking down below. When he was gone, Zhao Ran was still salivating at his back on tiptoe, wondering when this man would die. ?

I only heard someone beside me whispering authentically: "This is Princess Jiashan's Jade Carriage!"

"The man in front is probably a horse."

"That's not right, Fumana is from the Minister of the Veteran Ministry, Prince Shaobao's Mansion."

"Sure enough, she looks great!"

Zhao Ran felt cold in his heart, a little dull, and heard a human voice in his ear: "I heard that the princess came this time, also for the Buddha's son fish, and the other is to go to the mountain to pray for a child."

"Isn't that going to hang around for a long time?"

"Didn't you hear that the princess mansion is recruiting maids?"

"Hey, when will this kind of good opportunity be my turn, I'm afraid it will be taken by the wealthy households in the town."

"No, I heard that the Princess Mansion has always only recruited homeless orphans, in order to get rid of those thoughts of clinging to villains."

After going through all these gossips, Zhao Ran found a grocery store, bought a mahogany sword and some charms, fortunately Rong'an town traveled north and south, and there were all kinds of weird things, Zhao Ran rolled up these things, and listened again. At the suggestion of the owner of the grocery store, he bought a secluded and evil jade pendant, and then he went out excitedly, intending to go to Santunzhuang to get rid of Moweidao.

But as soon as he went out, he bumped into someone, raised his eyes and almost didn't get scared, one Buddha was born and the other ascended to heaven.