Jia Mo

Before going to southern Xinjiang, they decided to go back to Jiangnan first.Qi Yin had an intuition that if he figured out Wu Yuli's origin, he could figure out Fu Lan's origin.To investigate Wu Yuli, you have to go to southern Xinjiang, and you have to go to Jiangnan.It has been less than half a year since I came out of Wutang, it seems like half my life has passed.This journey went straight to Meng Qinghe's hometown, Changzhou Mansion. On a March day, the wind was blowing, and the sky was full of white fluff.It was just dusk when they arrived, and there was a round of red sun in the sky, as if it had come out of the dye vat, it was very dazzling.

When we arrived at Di'er, we offered sacrifices to the Wu Zang Temple, and Qi Yin put his arm around Master Mao and led his brother into the restaurant.Went to Wufang for a while, got half of the stolen money from Yun Zhi, and the little martial uncle gave him a lot of silver coins, now his pockets are full and he is very rich.Immediately ordered a few taels of beef, a plate of roast goose, a bowl of steamed chicken, two cups of three delicacies soup, two bowls of mung bean chess pieces noodles, and two pots of shochu.Don't be afraid that you won't be able to finish your meal, Mr. Mao has a big stomach and can hold everything.

A table was set up in the middle of the restaurant, and the storyteller sat on it, wiped his beard on his mouth, patted the gavel, and said: "Today, this old man will talk about the powerful, three-headed and six-armed, all-powerful The demon king of the earth, Fulan!"

Qi Yin shuddered and raised her head from the rice bowl.

Everyone applauded, the storyteller gave another slap on the gavel, twisted his beard and said: "Let's say that King Fulan was born with a hulking back, black face and long hair, bull's eyes and big ears. A few days ago he pretended to be defeated by Xiao Qi Dao's long sword, In fact, it goes deep into the sky, turning the fairy mountain upside down, and the old man happened to walk to the bank of the Xiangshui River, seeing Miedu Peak crumbling, it is really frightening!"

Well, his brother has changed from a pig monster to a four-faced one.Qi Yin was speechless.

The audience sighed in regret, the storyteller took a sip of tea, and said: "Fulan is sexually promiscuous, in the Hengshan Demon Palace, there is a wine pool and meat forest, and there are seven to seven forty-nine witches, all of whom are born scorchingly young, and look pretty good-looking. , and is more proficient in the secret technique of the house, the ninety-nine 49 style. Coaxed Fulan to be promiscuous every day, singing and singing every night, and gave birth to a lot of children, of which the three children are the most famous. , in Shanxi Dao Zhanshan is the king, all passers-by, the men cut open their stomachs for food, and the women rob them into slavery. The immortal sects are gnashing their teeth and hating it to the bone!"

It is estimated that some monster who is full and has nothing to do is pretending to come, Qi Yin is helpless.Such an ugly name is thanks to the gang of turtles who figured it out.The whole audience was full of resentment, their faces were flushed with anger, as if they wanted to eat Fu Lan alive.But they didn't expect that Yu Sang, the military adviser they hated so much, was full of food and drinks, and swaggered onto the stage, sleeping with his belly spread out.And the all-pervasive monster co-lord was absent-mindedly watching the crowds outside the window.So far, two girls have sprained their feet at their table, and three girls came to ask for directions, and the girls sitting next to him all sneaked at him, wringing their handkerchiefs, blushing and beating heartbeats.

I don't know if Fulan listened or not, most likely he didn't listen, Qi Yin looked at his calm side face, this guy looked like a transparent person everywhere, very non-existent.Qi Yin also has no sense of existence, but he is like a weed, with his head drooping and inconspicuous.Fulan is different, when he is silent, he is like a monk who has lost everything, as if he will blend into the surrounding scenery in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, do you really have seven or forty-nine enchantresses and witches?" Qi Yin asked him.

Fu Lan shook her head, "28."

Qi Yin still remembered that he was forced to jump the Jialing River by those concubines, and asked, "How about them, do you like them?"

Fu Lan frowned, "They eat a lot, I can't afford it."

It was too difficult, Qi Yin felt bitter.His brother is clearly the owner of demons, but he is poorer than a barefoot peddler on the side of the road.

"Xiao Yin eats less, so she can afford it." Fu Lan said.

"What about Master Cat?"

Fu Lan turned her head to look at the black cat, that guy was as fat as a ball, nestling in the arms of a beautiful chick, squinting her eyes and meowing.Fu Lan said very dejectedly: "I can't afford it anymore."

Qi Yin tried her best to hold back her laughter, and turned her eyes to look out through the window drawer.Huifeng is gentle and smooth, blowing slowly into Qian's screen window.He bought too much wine, and Qi Yin couldn't finish it by himself, so he asked his brother to drink it together.He poured a cup for him, but Fu Lan just put it down.Fulan has lived up to now, eating wind and drinking dew like a fairy, and has never eaten anything.Drinking alone is boring, Qi Yin persuaded him to have a few sips, but Fu Lan refused.Fu Lan boasted that his blood was sweet, Qi Yin suddenly thought of a way, cut a fingertip, dripped a few drops of blood into the wine, said: "Brother, do you want to drink like this?"

The blood dripped into the wine, fainting like smoke and ink.Fu Lan hesitated for a while, and finally picked it up and took a sip.

"How about it, is it good to drink? Burning knives are spicy, I knew we should order a lighter wine. If we have time, let's go to Shaoxing for a tour, the Huadiao there is delicious. In winter, add some goji berries , Put some shredded ginger, once it’s hot, it’s delicious. In summer, when the crabs are fat, add some fennel beans, watch the moon, listen to music and drink flower carvings, not to mention how beautiful it is.”

Qi Yin simply dripped a few drops of blood into the jug, and poured him a few more glasses.Fu Lan was quite able to drink, she drank it all without frowning.

The spring is just right outside, and a few branches protrude from the edge of the sill window, and a few flower bones are dotted on it, as if they are about to bloom.There were several ragged beggars squatting at the base of the wall, poking their heads and waiting for the slops from the restaurant.With a gesture, Qi Yin called a few beggars and handed the steamed chicken and goose over the window.The beggars thanked them again and again as if they had seen a living Bodhisattva, and ate their mouths full of greasy food with their plates in their hands.

Qi Yin said with a smile: "It's not for free, I asked you to inquire about someone."

"Let me tell you, the young ones, you must know everything and say everything." The beggars said one after another.

"Meng Qinghe, Master Meng Xian. Do you know?"

"I know, I know, the doctor of Dahu Meng's family who has become a fairy!" The beggars said, "But he hasn't come back for a long time, I heard that he went to something...what is his name, it seems like the bird returns to the mountain?"

"It's okay, I don't look for others, I just inquire about him? Does he still have relatives and friends here?"

The beggars shook their heads, "The members of the Meng family all died 18 years ago. If we talk about Dr. Meng's blood relatives, no one knows where they are."

"Blood relatives, what do you mean?" Qi Yin asked.

"Don't you two immortal masters know?" A beggar with a round face said, "Doctor Meng is the adopted son of the Meng family. He was picked up by the old Meng couple on the side of the street when the famine victims passed through the border."

That's it, how could Wu Yuli have parents in this world?Qi Yin said: "To be honest, we are the nephews of Master Qinghe Xianshi. My uncle died of illness a few days ago. We two brothers and sisters were ordered by the head to write the epitaph of the uncle. We need to know more about the history of the uncle and his life. Let me tell you a lot."

As he said that, Qi Yin handed over a few more dishes, and the beggars thanked them again and again, smiling happily, and said, "What's so difficult about this? We can't do it in poetry, books, scriptures, and if we talk about the stories of each family, the secrets of the family, which family is the most important?" This aunt has given birth to several children, we all know about it. The matter of Dr. Meng’s family is also a crime. His family is a prominent family here. Changzhou used to have an nickname, "Meng Bancheng", because of us There are a lot of people surnamed Meng here. Father Meng and his wife are well-known benevolent people. They often donate porridge to help the people, but it is difficult to make money and have no children. It happened that there was a famine that year, and the victims went to the city, and the old lady Meng set up a shed to give porridge , I found a blind child, about seven or eight years old, who didn’t come forward to ask for porridge, but sat alone on the stone. Mrs. Meng personally brought the porridge to him. He thanked him, but then gave it to a friend His younger child. Let me ask you, how can such a kind and good boy come from when he was almost cannibalized like that. Granny Meng felt compassionate and took him home."

I don't know if Wu Yuli is deliberately trying to please Mrs. Meng or something?Qi Yin asked: "And then?"

"This baby is smart and handsome. He is only in his teens, and he knows both poetry and music, and also understands medical principles. The old couple of the Meng family have such a child, even though they are blind, they are happy. Who would have thought that they would live a happy life until Doctor Meng 17 The old man and his wife are old, so they let go one after another. Even though Dr. Meng’s name is on the genealogy, he is a adopted son after all. Father Meng’s younger brother, Meng Huaishan, coveted the property of the Meng family and took it by force. The doctor kicked him out of the house." The beggars shook their heads and sighed, "I guess God couldn't stand it, and within a year, Meng Huaishan and his son were all taken away."

The beggars stopped at this point, and Qi Yin wanted to ask again, but they seemed hesitant to speak.The only round-faced beggar scratched his head, and boldly said: "The Meng family ancestral hall came to collect the corpses of Meng Huaishan and his son, and the servants helped his son comb his hair. When the comb was pulled, the skull fell off. It doesn't matter if you look at it or not. Look, it scares half your life!"

"what happened?"

The round-faced beggar stuck out his tongue and said in a low voice, "His head is empty."

"Really?" Qi Yin said, "How could such a thing happen?"

"Of course it is true. This matter has been spread all over the Changzhou government. It is said that Meng Huaishan and his son did the crime, and God will punish him." The round-faced beggar said, "Fortunately, Doctor Meng had already returned from practicing medicine at that time. Wen Qiangzhi walked outside for another year and saw a lot. Everyone was so frightened that his legs were weak, but he didn't change his face and made a decisive decision. He asked his servants to seal Meng Huaishan and his son in an iron coffin and bury them outside the city."

"Still using the iron coffin?"

"Isn't that right? If something goes wrong with this corpse, if there is some kind of fraudulent resurrection, we won't suffer?" the beggar said, "Speaking of which, fortunately, Dr. Meng has the foresight. Sure enough, someone passed by the place where Meng Huaishan and his son were buried at night. , I heard the sound of knocking on the coffin from the ground! Boom, boom, boom, it's the iron coffin of Meng Huaishan and his son!"

"Returning the fucking corpse?" Qi Yin was stunned.

"Some people said that they heard something roaring underground. The sound was very strange. It didn't look like a human, but like a beast." The beggar said, and he was sweating, "Later, Doctor Meng gave up his property and went to Xianshan cultivated the Tao."

Qi Yin pondered for a while, and then asked: "By the way, didn't the uncle have a daughter-in-law before he became a monk? I didn't hear you mention it just now. When did the auntie die?"

The beggars looked at each other and said, "What kind of daughter-in-law? I heard from the old people here that Dr. Meng has always been single, not close to women, and he doesn't even have a maid who sleeps with him."