Envy

Mr. Liu, who was bewitched by the evil spirit in West Street, has been saved.

A young Taoist priest came to the town, claiming to be Mu Mi's disciple and able to drive away ghosts.The Liu family, which had been silent for a long time, was very excited and held a reception banquet for him.

In the past few days, the West Street has been crowded with people and it is very lively. People are poking their heads at the gate of Liu's mansion, wanting to see rare things.

In the 23rd year of Chengde, the prevailing wind of comprehension has not yet blown into this remote town.People work hard and rest at sunset.The child tilted his head and shook his head, and he was still reading the same way as the old master. He had never been exposed to such classics as "Jun Jian Jing", "Xiao Yu Jing" and "Huan Zhen Tong Fa".When they first heard about such a thing, the people in the town were very curious.

Those who worked on the pier closed their work that day, and a few sweaty men entered the tea stall from outside, took off their clothes, and exposed their bronzed skin tanned by the sun.They sat down around the table, ordered several pots of herbal tea, and mentioned the legendary Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was flying with his sword at night, and seeing the yin energy surrounding Liu's house, he floated to a stop on the eaves.The mother of the Liu family looked up, almost fainted from fright, and the little doll who followed clapped her hands and shouted happily, "The gods are here."The Liu family ran out when they heard the sound, and saw the little Taoist priest flying down from the high wall.

Some people said that although the Taoist priest was young, he looked like a fairy, and he came stepping on auspicious clouds, with an air of dust.Some people also say that he is omnipotent in exorcising demons and summoning spirits.The deeds were passed on miraculously.

"I knew that cultivation was so beautiful, so I also went to be a Taoist priest." One person wiped the sweat from his face with a shirt hanging around his neck, and fanned himself with a cattail fan. It’s hard work, but you can’t make a lot of money.”

The other drank a few cups of herbal tea to quench his thirst, wiped his mouth, and persuaded: "Forget it, life-saving is the most important thing. These days, there are riots of ghosts everywhere. You forgot what happened to Zhao Lincheng more than a year ago? Mu A sect as powerful as Su almost failed to defend it. Fulian is considered safe."

A few people were chatting idlely, talking about the Yan family who was exterminated, talking about how fierce the fire of indulgence was, how majestic the Yan family was once, and how miserable it is now.Speaking of the origin, some people peeled peanuts and ate them, listening with gusto.

"In the past, Fu Lian was supported by Yan's family, and Shen Gui was a big sect, and his disciples were so majestic. When his family was destroyed, many people were scared to death, but now nothing happened? "

Yan Zhaohan served tea to the guests and arranged the coarse porcelain cups one by one.The black hair that was loose and loose fell down when he lowered his head.

There was a sour smell of sweat in the air.The men are also a little noisy in the evening, talking and talking.

A guest didn't talk much, and got a little closer to him, and kneaded his leg through the clothes.Rough cloth rubs lightly over smooth skin.The palms of the guests were warm and sweaty.

Yan Zhaohan didn't respond, and filled the pot with tea.The man handed him a missing cup and touched his hand aggressively.The fingers that were dry and chapped due to years of work rubbed the small white finger.

He lowered his eyes and said "thank you".

The man had a dark face, giggled, and said repeatedly: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

The guests glanced at his narrow nose bridge and thin soft lips, and followed him away.The guest turned around and stared at him for a long time before leaning back on the table contentedly.

The people at the same table finally quieted down.Someone grinned and said, "Don't think we don't know what kind of dirty thoughts you have. This is a blind man."

"What's wrong with the blind man?" The man lowered his voice, "I'm sure, this is a member of the Yi tribe."

The person seated with him craned his neck and looked towards the stove for a while.Yan Zhaohan turned his back to them, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his white arms, and his figure was slender.

He wondered, "How did you find out?"

"I've been to Qinyue Building in Zhao Lin, most of the rabbit masters there are from the Yi clan, and all of them are top-quality." The man's small eyes showed some excitement.

Others exclaimed: "Hey, have you ever been to that kind of gold selling cave?"

"Not to mention, it's really expensive to go there, but it's worth it. If you taste that taste, you will never forget it for the rest of your life..." The man rubbed his chin and began to recollect, his eyes wandered, and then fell back On the tea stand guy.

He looked fresh and refreshed, as if he didn't sweat. Although he was well dressed, his cold face and exposed white neck were alluring.

Yan Zhaohan could feel the malicious gaze resting on him.He was not interested in listening any more, so he moved a low wooden stool and went to clean the tea set under the old tree outside the tea shed.

The cicadas perched on the trees screamed cheerfully, and their chirping was deafening.Passers-by come and go in a hurry.Vendors at the street stalls yelled lazily.

The wind blowing from the other side of the lake is wrapped in heat waves, passing through mountains and rivers, picking up plum blossoms on branches, winding through clouds, passing by the sky where Kunpeng flies, but staying in the summer when the lotus is blowing.

Yan Zhaohan wiped the thin sweat off his forehead with his wrist, and slipped a bowl in his hand into the basin of water.

At some point, Grandma Zhu walked over with staggering steps, knelt down and washed the dishes with him: "Xiaoyan, those people like to talk nonsense, don't worry about it."

He gave a soft "hmm".

Although Grandma Zhu gets along with him day and night, she doesn't know much about his past.More than a year ago, this blind young man appeared in Yunqi Town, wrapped in dust and scars all over his body.Seeing his pity, she left him to work in the tea stand.

The mother-in-law sighed: "You are always so quiet, if only my son was like you."

"I've never seen him."

Granny Zhu picked up a plate, the sun shone on her silvery white hair, and she squinted her eyes under the strong sunlight: "He was disobedient and committed crimes. He was beheaded five years ago in Dongshi It was still snowing that day, and it is rare for Fulian to have such a heavy snowfall."

Yan Zhaohan recalled that when he came out from Zhao Lin, it was snowing heavily. He was sitting in the bumpy carriage, his hands and feet were cold, and he curled up in the corner of the carriage all the way.

"At first glance, you don't look like a child from an ordinary family. Why do you live here alone?"

He wiped the teapot and said calmly, "I'm hiding from people."

"Hiding the enemy?"

Yan Zhaohan didn't speak, as if acquiescing.

"That's how it is in life." She comforted, "Like my mother-in-law Ding, wherever she floats, she will take root there. Be happy, there is nothing difficult."

"Ah."

……

Vendors who set up fruit stalls took to the streets in accordance with the seasons.Sugar people are swaggering in the streets and alleys all year round.The mother-in-law who sells boiled honey lotus root never shouts, but passers-by always walk around to her stall inadvertently.

He remembered the saying of Lay Yi An, "Go back to the boat at the end of the day, and stray into the depths of the lotus flower".The river rafting when I was young is only left in my memory now.

He met Yaoyao on the way home.The little girl from the Mi family next door rushed up and hugged him, calling sweetly, "Brother Yan."

He hugged Xia Houyao, and asked gently: "Are you alone? Why haven't you come home yet?"

"I went to see the shadow puppet show, and the winter melons ran away first, I was just going home." Yaoyao shook the candied haws in her hand, "Brother, let's go home together."

He smiled and said "OK".