Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Leisurely court under the moon, willow shadow playing lightly, this is a good scene for the deputy drunken fairy.

Xiao Beicheng really didn't understand why he would drink and have fun with a stranger on this night when he should be drunk and indulged.

As if he didn't see his reluctance, the gentleman persuaded the third person to drink it cup by cup, and asked the other party until his cheeks were flushed and his eyes clouded, "Master, do you have any special customs in Dongying? "

The person who couldn't rest in the middle of the night and was brought to accompany the wine for questioning was the owner of this spring cherry inn. His name was Fujiwara Tsurugo. I just prefer to wear loose kimonos, and I can occasionally speak a few words in foreign dialects that others cannot understand.

Drunk with his tongue wide open, Fujiwara Tsuguro was babbling, and it took him a long time to explain that, which probably means that there is indeed such a custom, but only those women with special identities will do this kind of thing.

Jun Ziyou asked again: "Special status, woman? Is there any explanation for this?"

"Sir, I don't know that in Japan, only the top courtesans will wear gorgeous kimonos and walk around with such high wooden clogs when they travel. Step by step, every step will grow lotuses, that beauty, tsk tsk tsk ..."

This man was indeed drunk, and actually called Xiao Er to come forward, pretending to be the oiran himself, and helped Xiao Er to learn in a decent way, dragging the heavy wooden clogs to slide on the side every time he took a step. Half a circle, the body stood firm, and then stepped back again, this step was considered to be a step forward.

It has to be said that this kind of beauty is not appreciated by most people.

Seeing that Junziyou was amused, Xiao Beicheng rolled his eyes and said without raising his head: "Don't look, it can't be this. It's really like he said that he has to wear thick-soled clogs that are nearly half a foot in length, and walking is a problem. There's no trace of that left."

"That's right, and usually clogs are not deliberately made round, maybe I'm worrying too much."

Hearing their conversation, Xiao Er came forward in a daze, "Guest officer, did you encounter something?"

The two looked at each other, Xiao Beicheng buried his head in drinking tea again, only Junziyou replied: "That's right, little brother, do you have any clues?"

This person spoke with a taste of a foreign land, nodding his head as if smashing garlic, "Yes, there is this custom in my house."

Now Xiao Beicheng opened one eye to look at him.

Xiaoer said again: "Master, Xiao's family is in Xiangxi, we have a tradition of exorcising corpses, which is to pity those who die in foreign lands, so there will be exorcisers to send their remains back to their hometown for burial. When driving the corpses, there must be two corpse drivers, let the corpses stand up and jump forward, and then guard the team one after the other, so as not to leave some alone or have any accidents."

"So, are these special shoes worn by corpses?"

"No, no, if the corpse wears such heavy shoes, it won't be able to jump. The exorcist standing at the front of the line wears these. Every time he takes a step, he rings the bell to make the corpse jump into the pit on the ground. "

Jun Ziyou turned around and asked Xiao Beicheng: "My lord, will such a thing really happen?"

"Believe or not. Believe it or not."

"You really are... But the two times I found footprints, there were only traces left by the teeth of the shoes, but there were no footprints of corpses. Maybe it's not the same thing."

Seeing that the two of them didn't quite believe it, Xiaoer interjected again, "Master, I heard that a talented man in the neighboring village died of illness, and his last wish was to be buried in his hometown. I invited him when he was still alive." The corpse driver will help, if you don’t believe me, you can go and have a look.”

Xiao Beicheng glanced at Junziyou, met the starry eyes, and knew that these few days were not going to stop.

Early the next morning, Jun Ziyou dragged a hundred reluctant Xiao Beicheng out of bed. Put a clean undershirt on him.

"I know you think it's bad luck, my lord, but you can't be lazy about handling the case."

"You really worry about your life. It's rare that you don't have to work for Dali Temple, and you still can't take it easy."

"Idle is idle, you have to exercise your muscles, otherwise you will be moldy."

"Let me see where the mold is..."

As he spoke, he pulled the man's pants again.

So the two who had just woken up had to wait until the sun was high before going out. Xiao Beicheng felt comfortable all over, but Junziyou's waist was sore and his legs were weak, and he was shaking when he walked.

He just walked forward in a daze, and bumped into a child driving a cow passing by.The old cow walked very slowly, and he had to stop and rest for a long time before he could take the next step. He looked at the place for a while, and looked at the marks left on the ground in different shades, as if he suddenly understood something.

"Could it be this?"

Xiao Beicheng glanced at him, and he quickly fooled it with a smile, but he was thinking about the relationship between the two in his heart. If it was as he guessed, I'm afraid...

Following the direction pointed by Xiao Er, they quickly found the house of the deceased gifted scholar. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the white and jade-like breast leaning against him. Jun Ziyou was so frightened that he swallowed all his words of condolence and hurried back. Outside the door, he rubbed his hands and murmured tremblingly: "If there's anything strange, don't blame it, if there's anything strange, don't blame it... In broad daylight, I really saw a ghost!"

When he turned his head again, the scantily clad woman had already stuck up, walked around him, smelled him all over, and finally leaned in front of him, forcing Jun Ziyou to take a few steps back .

"You smell like a dead person."

Jun Ziyou tilted his head and pretended to be stupid, thinking whose girl this is, who actually ran out with only half of the quilt covered, who heard all kinds of things, if his lord is jealous...

Before he could think about it, Xiao Beicheng grabbed the woman's wrist, and she yelled in pain, and kept swinging the fist of the other hand at the man, "Let me go, let me go! Do you know who I am? If you offend me, there will be no fruit for you."

These few blows were neither painful nor itchy, even if he overstepped, it wasn't worth Xiao Beicheng's anger. What really annoyed him was the woman's naked seduction behavior, and those who coveted him would not do it.

Seeing that people didn't know what to do, Shen Ci hurried forward with a straight chest, "Do you know who this is, King Jin who has received all the favors, the emperor's nephew, the few blows you just gave are enough to lose you!" It's dead."

The woman withdrew her hands resentfully, and gave a "hum" in spite of her anger, then turned her head and returned to the coffin placed in the middle of the yard, continued to apply ointment on the body, and proceeded to the next step of the ceremony.

Thinking that her hand had just touched the dead man and then touched himself, Xiao Beicheng felt very conflicted, no matter how cold it was, he took off the thick coat on the spot and threw it to the people below to burn it. I washed my hands inside and out with the tea in the thermos, and I wanted to take off a layer of skin.

"My lord, as for..."

"What do you say!"

Rather than disgust, it's more like jealousy.

Jun Ziyou knew his temperament too well, the more he persuaded him, the more he would get excited, and only when he figured it out and calmed down, the matter would be considered over.

He simply refused to persuade him, entered the courtyard, glanced into the coffin, and saw the talented man whose skin had turned blue-gray, it seemed that he had indeed been dead for a few days.

"If I'm not wrong, you are a corpse exorcist who uses people's money to do things for others, right?"

The corpse girl glanced at him, turned her head away and didn't answer, it was the little girl's temper.

Junziyou had no choice but to explain his reason for coming, "Recently, murder cases have often occurred in neighboring villages these days. You should have heard of them. That's why I came here. If you know something, can you tell me about it?"

The corpse chaser snorted again, with a very bad temper, "My father said that good-looking men are not good-looking people, so don't try to learn anything from me."

"You can't say that. I came here to find out the truth. I hope that fewer and fewer people will die in the future. It's kind of good, otherwise, why would a dog meddle in other people's business?"

"You also know that you care too much, worry too much and be careful about your short life. I have seen many people like you, and few of them live past thirty."

Her words were not very pleasant to hear, but Jun Ziyou didn't take it seriously, and glanced at the girl's short skirt that only reached her knees. The white and slender calves exposed under it looked like lotus roots that had just emerged from the water. It looks like he can run around on wooden clogs that weigh more than ten kilograms.

Gentleman You felt disappointed, and was about to go back home, when someone stopped him: "Young Master, wait a minute, my sister is still young and ignorant, so offend me, please Haihan."

After finishing speaking, a tall and beautiful woman walked out of the room, beckoned her disobedient younger sister to stand behind her, walked up to Jun Ziyou and bowed to him.

"Little girl Suhua, this is my sister Sujin. I have offended you just now. Please don't mind me. This is not a place to talk. If the prince and the master have something to ask, why don't you go to the teahouse and discuss it in detail."

"No, I just have a few questions to ask, and I will leave when I understand." Jun Ziyou smiled slightly, looking at the strong muscles on Suhua's calf, he knew he had found the right person. "May I ask you, do you have the habit of walking on horseshoes?"

When he said it was a horseshoe, Xiao Beicheng was also a little surprised. Looking back on the experience when he came here, it is not difficult to think that he only thought of the real body of the thing after seeing the footprints of the cow's hoof.

"But the trace of the horseshoe has an arc, which is obviously different from the one left at the scene."

Junziyou turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the man, showing off, "The prince's horses are all rare horses and BMWs in the world. They are carefully taken care of by people on weekdays. They always have their paws and shoes replaced regularly, so Only then will there be arc-shaped traces. And those wild horses that are usually raised outside are unattended, which is naturally different."

"Even if, as you said, the traces we saw were much larger than a horse's hoof, do you want to say that the hoof of a Pegasus was used?"

These words were full of jokes, Jun Ziyou felt uncomfortable when he heard it, he stuck his tongue out at the person, thinking that this person is really annoying when he gets jealous, he looks like a child who doesn't grow up.

Before he could distinguish this side, Suhua laughed, "My lord has good eyesight, you guessed it all."

What do you mean, could it be that there are really Pegasus in the world?

The author has something to say: the rival in love suddenly appears, and disappears at the speed of light.Sure enough, to the prince, men are more threatening than women.

Thank you Liuhe Qianji for donating a landmine, thank you for feeding! !

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~

感谢在2020-09-2818:18:47~2020-09-2918:32:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Liuhe Chiki 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!