Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Yan Ke followed Zhao Xuehan's instructions and saw a group of people on the ground, wearing white coats and turbans, carrying a golden nanmu coffin, blowing and beating, and walking out of the city along the street.

Yan Ke frowned slightly. "Dead?" he said. "Why are you showing me this?"

Zhao Xuehan smiled, "Do you know who died?"

Yan Ke felt that the person in front of him was really making trouble for no reason.For this faction, there is no doubt that the coffin contained a local rich man from Yicheng.Yan Ke doesn't know this kind of person, and it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Zhao Xuehan seemed to see through Yan Ke's thoughts.He raised his eyebrows and waved his hand at the funeral procession. The coffin rolled and knocked down the wall of the street as if it had been lifted by someone.The nailed coffin lid was also knocked flying, and the corpse was thrown out of the coffin, and fell onto the street on its back with a plop.

Yan Ke didn't want to pay attention to it, but couldn't help being attracted by the appearance of the corpse.The dead man's body was swollen, his skin was bluish, and there were countless large and small blisters all over his face, almost crowding out his facial features, making his appearance unrecognizable.

Yan Ke felt a little disgusted.He looked at Zhao Xuehan: "Why do you want me to watch this?"

Zhao Xuehan squinted at Yan Ke: "Don't you recognize this person?"

How could I recognize this person.Yan Ke thought, but looked at the corpse again.The mourners panicked and wanted to carry the corpse into the coffin, but they seemed to be afraid of something on the corpse, no one dared to touch it with their hands.Several people held the cloth in their hands, wrapped the corpse, and lifted it up carefully.

At the moment when the cloth was about to cover the corpse's face, Yan Ke suddenly noticed that there was a big black mole at the corner of the corpse's mouth.It was actually exactly the same as the mole on the middle-aged man he saw in the brothel two days ago.

"It's that man." Yan Ke blurted out.When I saw him that day, he was fine, but after a day or two, he died.

"That's right." Zhao Xuehan said with a smile, "It's not been three days, and it's too soon to prepare for the burial."

He looked at Yan Ke.The child-like person looked at the corpse, although he was surprised, but he didn't show much doubt.Zhao Xuehan couldn't help being curious, and asked, "You don't want to guess how he died?"

"How else can I die?" Yan Ke watched the mourners put the body into the coffin, closed the lid, and said calmly, "Life is not good, and the hidden disease of flowers and willows suddenly broke out, and there is no time to cure it. The family must feel that this kind of disease Disgraceful, had to be buried hastily."

When Zhao Xuehan heard what Yan Ke said, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then smacked his lips. "Unexpectedly, you know a lot about the mess," he said. "Who told you?"

Yan Ke didn't speak.Who else?he thinks.Du Sumu grew up in a medicinal herb shop, he knew a little about all kinds of ailments, and when he was with Yan Ke, he liked to chatter all over the place.Yan Ke also naturally knew some knowledge.

As he watched the funeral procession go away, he gradually felt a little worried.That flower|willow disease is very easy to spread, since this middle-aged man got sick, the petty official in the brothel must not be spared.

He didn't care what would happen to that person at first, but when he thought that the face that looked so much like Du Sumu would eventually be covered with blisters and become ugly, he still felt unhappy.

Zhao Xuehan saw the mourners walking away, so he picked up Yan Ke again and brought him back to the podium.After leaving a sentence "Don't tell others", it disappeared without a trace.

Yan Ke still can't figure out why he took him away to see a dead body.Standing by the podium, he found that he had not been away for a long time, and everyone was so busy that no one even noticed that Yan Ke had disappeared for a while.

Only Du Sumu realized that Yan Ke had left.Yan Ke watched him walk over from the side of the platform, came to her side, squatted down, and stroked her hair.

"Where did you go just now?" He asked, "Why did you leave for so long?"

Yan Ke shook his head.He remembered that Zhao Xuehan told him not to tell others.He never took Zhao Xuehan's words to heart, but at this moment, he didn't really want to talk.The slight concern for the little official of the brothel made him feel a little guilty when he faced Du Sumu.He should have only thought about the person in front of him, and no one else.

Du Sumu looked at Yan Ke, turned his head slightly, and then pursed his lips into a smile. "Staying in the rostrum for so long, it will definitely be boring." He blinked and glanced at the rostrum, where two monks were showing the runes to the audience.

"They don't seem to need me to watch." Du Sumu turned his head and smiled at Yan Ke, "I haven't rested since I came down the mountain, and I haven't had a good time in Yicheng. Why don't we open a car today? Xiaocha, slip away for a while. Would you like to walk around the street with me?"

When Yan Ke heard it, his mood instantly jumped up, and the dull thoughts just now were swept away.He nodded abruptly a few times, Du Sumu took his hand, and the two of them sneaked away from the podium and walked to the busiest street in Yicheng.

Today seems to happen to be a market day, and the streets are packed with people.Although everyone already knew that the small official in Yicheng was not Du Sumu himself, there were still many people who gave advice wherever Du Sumu walked.

Yan Ke's ears are sensitive, and he knows whether they are guessing whether this is a real fairy, or a petty official who sells himself.Apparently everyone thinks that immortals don't know how to go shopping, but in the end most of them came to the latter answer.

Yan Ke couldn't help feeling a little resentful.In his opinion, apart from their looks alike, the two have completely different demeanor and temperament.The one he likes is cool and pure, not to be touched.However, under the cold appearance, there is some innocence and delicacy that belong to young people.Fascinating, like no one else.That petty official just looks a little bit alike, so how can they be compared.

Du Sumu also heard the gossip of the people around him, and when he lowered his head, he saw Yan Ke's angry face, and couldn't help laughing again. "Okay, okay," he said softly, and patted Yan Ke's forehead, "They're talking about that little official, not me. Why are you angry?"

"I..." Yan Ke was about to speak, but saw two thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls jump out of the crowd, winking at each other, joking and laughing, bumping into Du Sumu in turn.

Du Sumu was stunned, Yan Ke's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to cut someone, but suddenly realized that it was aimed at civilians, so he had to forcefully press down.

The two little girls were still chatting and laughing, not realizing that they almost died just now. "Look!" The girl with a sharp chin pushed the round-faced girl beside her, "I told you that this person must be a fairy, not a young man, don't you believe me? Did you lose the bet? Here's six cents! "

"If you are really a fairy, how could you honestly let you bump into him?" The round-faced girl was not convinced, "I think he is that young man!"

"If Xiao Guan can stand so stupidly now? He must have been full of flirtatious words and started flirting!" Du Sumu stood aside regardless of his pointed chin, and retorted, "This man is as dumb as It’s like a pile, so it’s obviously a fairy.”

Du Sumu watched the two little girls arguing about this kind of issue in front of him, and couldn't help showing a helpless and funny expression.He cleared his throat.

"Two girls."

The two girls turned around and looked at Du Sumu with some expectation in their eyes, as if they were waiting for him to give the correct answer.Du Sumu couldn't help laughing.

"I am indeed Du Sumu, head of the Jingming sect." He laughed.With a sharp chin and bright eyes, he turned his head and looked at the round face proudly.The round face looked unconvinced.

"If it's really a fairy, why didn't you dodge when we bumped into you?" She asked, "It's a piece of cake for a real monk to notice someone coming, and hide one or two pedestrians."

"Of course I noticed that someone was coming." Du Sumu bent his eyes and looked at the girl gently, "I also noticed that there are two lovely girls coming."

He blinked: "How many people in this street would love to be bumped by two cute girls, why should I hide?"

The round-faced girl looked at Du Sumu, and her face suddenly turned red.The pointed chin snorted, "It's so sour," she said.

Du Sumu smiled, then raised his eyes to look at his pointed chin. "I did notice this girl," he pointed at the round face, "but you, I didn't hear anything except the wind."

"Your footsteps are very light, almost silent." He looked at the pointed chin and smiled, "This is very rare among mortals. Maybe you have some talents."

The face of the pointed chin changed, and he said immediately: "Even if you say so, I will not join your sect! I can't bear the hardship of being a monk."

"It's okay." Du Sumu waved his hand, "But I have one or two words to tell the girl, and please think about it carefully, if you miss something in the future, it will be too late to regret."

After finishing speaking, he led Yan Ke and turned around, intending to leave.

"Wait!" The pointed chin yelled, "You haven't said anything yet! Why did you leave?"

Du Sumu turned around and smiled at his pointed chin. "Touch the back of your ear." He said, "What I want to say has already been written."

Startled with a pointed chin, he quickly reached out to touch his bun.The round face also leaned forward to look.I saw a delicate hair band tied on the pointed chin hair bun at some point.The round-faced girl couldn't help exclaiming, the admiration in her eyes was even greater.With a pointed chin, he quickly tore off the hair tie and held it in his hand.

In the hairband, a few words were written in gold ink.The pointed chin took a look, and his expression changed drastically.The round face also wanted to move closer to look, but was blocked by the pointed chin.She quickly rolled up the hair tie and stuffed it into her sleeves, as if she was afraid that others would see it.

"What's the matter?" The round face looked puzzled, "You usually show me everything. Could it be that fairy to you..." She showed a gossip expression.

"Go, go, that's not the case." The pointed chin waved, but his expression was very worried.She looked at the crowd, but Du Sumu was no longer in sight.

"Fanfan." Turning around with a pointed chin, looking at the girl with a round face, her voice lowered a lot and became extra soft, "I'm going to the south with my father soon. I'm leaving tomorrow."

The round-faced girl's eyes widened instantly: "Why don't I know anything? Why don't you say anything? When will you leave tomorrow? When will you come back?"

Facing the round-faced girl with a series of problems.The pointed chin just shook his head slowly.She turned around and looked at the direction Du Sumu was leaving, sighed softly, and pressed her chest.

There was a little amber there, and in the amber was a little snake.The girl with the pointed chin untied the amber and hung it around the round-faced girl's neck.

"For you." She smiled softly, "Don't forget me."