The mountain ghost blows out the lights

When Yan Jinping returned to Linlang Pavilion, the pavilion was already lit with lights.

Li Chuizhu, the acting shopkeeper, had been busy all day, and lit candles and incense for Babao who accompanied Yan Jinping. He was so tired that he lay listlessly beside the beauty's couch. When he saw the two coming in, he just shook his drooping tail. .

She only helped to light the candles, but the shark beads on them couldn't reach, and the lights in the pavilion were very dim.Babao jumped out of Yan Jinping's arms, jumped back and forth to pull out the shark beads, holding a bunch of them in his two claws, so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he lit up Linlang Pavilion again in an instant.

Anyway, the door wasn't open and there were no guests tonight, so Yan Jinping carried the birdcage and walked the distance from the main entrance to the room alive like an old man walking a bird.After finally getting to the place, he put the cage on the wooden table, together with the pipe that closed the ghost, and sat on the beauty couch by himself.

The ghost has been trying to escape all day today, taking advantage of his absence.No one in Linlang Pavilion paid any attention to it, except for the shredded tobacco stuffed in the pipe, until Yan Jinping came back, they didn't ask it to move a bit.Seeing that the person came back now, the ghost groaned unhappily, controlled the pipe to roll up, and hit the edge of the birdcage. The emerald jade collided with metal and made a crisp sound, which should be a protest.

There were a lot of bookworms in the birdcage, and they had already calmed down after being carried home by Yan Jinping, but they were alarmed by the impact of the ghost, and began to climb up and down the cage pole again.I don't know how many feet stretched out of the birdcage back and forth, poking holes in the black cloth covering the birdcage's head.

"Master." Hearing his voice coming back, Xiang He protruded a hand from the box in the corner, and in the palm was a staring eyeball.He looked around and made sure there was no one else in the room, then he slowly stretched out his other hand, put it on the side of the box, exposed half of his head, and reported, "Follow the ghost The tiger that killed people together has been found."

Xiang He just looked at his head, he was a skinny and pale man, his black hair blocked one eye, and the other eye could hardly reflect any light, and his whole person exuded a gloomy aura—in fact, after staying with him for a long time, his You know, this person in the box has a peaceful personality and is not scary, he just hates strangers.

He can be regarded as the old man who was there when Linlang Pavilion opened. He has been responsible for the daily maintenance and arrangement of the treasures in the pavilion for more than ten years, but except for Yan Jinping, no one has seen him come out of that box.

Most cats are curious, and Li Chuizhu once took advantage of him to open the box to try to see what was in his box.As a result, Xianghe's head shrank faster than bastards. Not only did Li Chuizhu not look at anything, but a strand of tail hair was clipped off.

Babao is even more amazing, it is timid, it is afraid of Xianghe when it sees Xianghe, it can't wait to walk around, it never dares to imagine what it is like in the box.

I don't know how many hands Xianghe has grown. Both of his hands are obviously outside, and now one sticks out from the box, holding a small screen with a wooden frame in his hand. The middle of the screen is made of cloth, embroidered It blooms and looks very delicate and small.

Yan Jinping looked at the small screen and wondered, "Didn't you mean the tiger, where is the tiger?"

"Here." Xiang He took away his long fingers, revealing the pattern embroidered in the middle, and there really was a tiger embroidered on the cloth.

"It should be a picture of a hundred beasts." Xianghe explained, "The rest of them are lost, and only this piece is left, which is a tiger. It was originally a table decoration, but somehow it became fine. I just tried it, and it's very uncomfortable. clever."

The tiger twirled nervously in the screen, and then forgot about the business, and started chasing and gnawing its own tail, with a naive look on its face.It is said to be a picture of beasts, but there is only a complete tiger on this screen, and there is a half pine tree next to it, with a little peacock tail hanging on it, and there may be a fox in another corner, only a fluffy white tiger can be seen. ear.

Perhaps because of incompleteness, the peacock's tail and fox's ears don't move.

...Aside from other things, at least the stitching of this embroidery piece is very delicate. It can be seen that this screen should be a rare thing when it is still intact.

"...you are a ghost." Yan Jinping took the screen from Xianghe, looked at it for a while, then twirled the pipe twice between his fingers, and said to the ghost with disgust, "It turns out that it is for an embroiderer. Do you want to work with a tiger? Are you going to lose the ghost? Does this tiger have teeth? Can it bite people to death?"

And they actually asked the two of them to cooperate to kill two people. It's really... people don't know where to start.

The ghost twirled around in the pipe, making him dizzy, and being attacked by the ghost again, he whimpered in grief and anger, and dared not speak out—and he couldn't speak.

"Shut up." Yan Jinping ordered bluntly, "You two will work here from now on to pay off your debts, so it's considered a crime and a meritorious service. From now on—Babao?"

"Hey!" Babao responded crisply, and jumped over with a pile of melon seeds, "What's the matter, Master?"

"Pick up the two revolving lanterns at the door." Yan Jinping tapped on the screen with a pipe and said with a smile, "Arrange a good place for the two of you."

The tiger was knocked dizzy, and the inside of the screen shook violently for a while, small stones embroidered with thin threads fell down in a sporadic manner, and one of them happened to hit the wondering tiger on the head.The tiger immediately became angry, looked left and right for a long time, and made a threatening gesture towards Yan Jinping and Babao who were outside the screen.

It's just that the person who embroidered this screen probably didn't want to make it look fierce. The tiger's eyes are just two black spots, and it's obviously much fatter than a real tiger, with a naive look.Yan Jinping glanced over, and the tiger immediately turned into a ball of orange fur, lying on the ground trembling with its tail between its legs.

Yan Jinping: ...

Cowardly, how did this guy hurt people?

Babao picked up the revolving lantern.These two lamps are usually hung in front of the store, and they are of no use during the day.When the lights are lit at night, it can give a guide to those guests who want to enter the store.However, the place where there should be a picture in the middle of the lamp is empty. It is white paper covered with transparent glass, the light will turn, and there is no picture.

"Return to the light." Yan Jinping took a lamp, and inserted the screen embroidered with tigers into the glass lampshade. There was a wave of ripples on the lampshade, but it was not broken, and the embroidered part of the screen was attached smoothly. Wrapped a blank paper, "I only have these two lamps in the world. They are so rare that ordinary people can't see them even if they want to. Now it's cheaper for you."

In fact, the permanent lamp also needs power.There was nothing in the lamp before, so I could only rely on Babao to light it every night with a candle.Now that there are tigers and ghosts in it, it can exert its true effectiveness.

Yan Jinping also waited for a long time before he exchanged half a jug of Emperor's Ointment for a ghost from a big demon. He only planned to light a lamp, but unexpectedly there was a surprise.

This person justly distorted the facts and said that it was really a thing to work for him for free, which can be said to be very shameless.

The ghost dared not speak out, but the embroidered tiger didn't understand at all.It could only stay in the small world of the screen, but now it has somewhere else to go, so it immediately jumped from the screen into the carousel happily.As soon as the tiger touched the edge of the white paper, it stuck to it, and it no longer looked like embroidery, but like an ink painting, but the color did not change, it was still a very bright orange.

The revolving lantern got power and started turning immediately.A landscape was slowly spread out on the blank drawing paper, and the scenery was continuous. After turning around a few times, there was no repeated scene.

The world in the lamp unfolds like a scroll.

The tiger shook his head on the paper for a while, as if he didn't understand what was going on. Anyway, the place was big, so he just kept walking forward.

The lights turned on quickly, and the silhouette of a tiger walking in the mountains and rivers was reflected on the wall beside it.

From then on, you will be able to 'Long Ming'.

"It's your turn." Yan Jinping handed the lantern containing the tiger to Babao who was waiting at the side, picked up the pipe, twisted out the tobacco stuffed inside, violently suppressed the ghost who was about to run away, and put the pipe Tucking his head into the shade of another lamp, "Please?"

The ghost failed to escape, tried to refuse to cooperate, and shrank in the deepest part of the pipe, refusing to come out.

"Hurry up." Yan Jinping didn't have much patience, he still had a lot to do tonight, and he didn't have time to waste time on a ghost.

With one hand he held the pipe, and with the other he flicked lightly on the back of the pipe.Cuiyu's pipe snapped at the sound, and the fracture was very neat, as if it had been cut with a knife, exposing the gray smoke hidden inside.

The ghost twitched sadly, as if hiccupping, 180 of them reluctantly dawdled to the pipe, and as soon as their heads came into contact with the white paper, they were sucked by the white paper, fell on the paper, and became It became a black-gray humanoid creature with a hunched body.

This time the revolving lantern did not let it run, but a heavy stone mill was transformed into a heavy stone mill in the center of the lamp, and the hand was automatically placed in the hand of the ghost, with a very clear meaning: push.

The ghost had no choice but to moan and moan.

As it moved, a bright halo slowly flowed from the middle of the stone mill, and this revolving lantern also lit up.

Babao carried the two lamps away and hung them back. Dange didn't know when he would come back.She sat on the window frame, dangling her slender legs, and her clothes were bulging and stuffed, and asked Yan Jinping, "Master, are there any guests tonight?"

"Yes." Yan Jinping finished one thing and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.He always wears colorful clothes, no matter how flamboyant, but the handkerchief is ordinary white, as if it doesn't match him.

He carefully wiped his fingers with the handkerchief, spread it out in the palm of his hand, lifted the two corners and pinched it casually, and the handkerchief turned into a lively little sparrow.

"Excuse me." He said to the sparrow, "Invite Mr. Shen to come for me."