The enemy has a crush on me

Yin Luo asked: "What is the use of this medicine?"

"Shengui Pill is the best medicine in the world that is only found in our Longxia Village!" The stall owner opened the drawer, opened the medicine bag inside, and spread it out on the stall, revealing dozens of black pills, "Daily With one pill, you can strengthen your body, cleanse your marrow and increase your spiritual power in ten days, see ghosts and gods in a hundred days, and soar in place in a thousand days..."

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, he was a little unhappy: "You look at me with such expressions, do you think I'm talking nonsense? No wonder, looking at the world, only Longxia Village has such a magic medicine. It’s normal not to have heard of it.”

Yin Luo said: "Why didn't I see this Shengui Wan when I came here last time?"

The stall owner said: "You should have come here a long time ago, right? A foreigner brought Shengui Pills a few months ago, so of course they didn't exist before."

While speaking, Qingze picked up a black pill in boredom, crushed it with his fingers, and found that the powder of the pill was extremely rough, with hard grass stalks faintly visible inside, so he spread his hand and put the medicinal paste in front of the stall owner. , asked: "If the effect of this pill is really so miraculous, how could it be so shoddy?"

The stall owner coughed in embarrassment: "To be honest... I made this medicine myself. The medicine mud is not as fine as that of a big medicine shop, so the pills made are naturally coarser."

Yin Luo said: "You said that Shengui Pills were brought by foreigners, how could you make them yourself?"

The stall owner scratched his head.

"It's not just me. The Shenguiwan you can buy in the market is all made by ourselves. The Danfang of Shenguiwan was announced by the outsider from the beginning, and it is really not a secret in the village. As far as I know , Now almost all those who have alchemy furnaces at home have started this business." He looked around for a while, put his head in front of Yin Luo, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at the Shengui Pills in every medicine stall. They look almost the same, but none of the other houses are as solid as mine and cut corners... Who knows if the effect will be compromised after eating it. If you buy it at my house, you really bought it right!"

Qingze also listened to it, felt a little interested, and said: "What is the formula of Shenguiwan, can you tell me?"

Yin Luo took a look at him, and found that he was really shameless asking, so he pursed his lips and waited for Qing Ze to finish asking.

"It's okay to tell you. Three coins of raw pockmark, one tael of calamus, and two taels of ghost mortar are pounded into a medicinal paste, supplemented with moss, thickened with raw chicken blood, and refined in an alchemy furnace for seven days, and then Shengui pills will be formed. "The stall owner said, "You are foreigners, and it is useless to take the pills. The key medicinal materials needed to refine Shengui Pills need a lot of spiritual nourishment, and they cannot be grown in other places except Delong Mountain."

The stall owner scratched his chin and thought about it, and found that it had only been a few months, and he could no longer remember the appearance of that foreigner.

He should look very inconspicuous. It was raining when he came to the village, and he was wet like a drowning dog. He was taken in by a family in the village.

At that time, there were still a lot of chickens in the village, and they were not killed for blood as they are now.The family who took him in had a daughter who was just about Aimi's age, wearing a bright red floral jacket, bells on her ankles, and two braids that looked like thick braids. , Chubby, round and jade-like, every day before dawn, he took a dustpan of rice bran to feed the chickens in the yard.

The little girl is hardworking and lively, with good facial features, but she is a little concerned about her baby fat.The most talented painter in the village has read a lot of picture albums, drinks a little wine from time to time, and draws a few pictures of beauties with pointed chins, long eyes, long and graceful figures.The girl has low self-esteem and doesn't like to buy rouge and gouache, but likes to use her pocket money to buy pictures of beauties she likes.

The drug seller's drug stall and the scholar's book stall were once very close to each other. The two stalls were backed by a small spiritual spring, and they could hear the water rushing down. The distance between them was only a few tens of feet. See, seeing the little girl is familiar.

The picture is drawn with ink, and it takes time to dry. The little girl stood by the painting booth and watched the scholar hang his head to draw another picture while listening to the sound of water flowing.

The scholar is different from other youths in the village. He speaks neither fast nor slow, wears a not-so-good but clean long gown, his nails are evenly trimmed, and sits under a willow tree with thick branches and lush leaves.The breeze is blowing, the wicker is drooping, and the fine leaf shadows are sprinkled on the painting booth and on the scholar. When he bows his head and draws, he can see his straight nose.

After the painting was finished drying, the scholar mounted the rice paper, slowly rolled it up, and handed it to the girl.

Once I went out of the booth by myself, and saw the girl in front of the scholar's painting booth again.The rice paper on the painting booth was empty, and there were two thin, long, falling willow leaves.The scholar didn't care to look at the willows, and sighed in frustration, as if his inspiration had run out.

The girl hesitated for a while, then walked lightly to the front of the stall, stretched out her hand and waved in front of the scholar, smiled shyly, and asked eagerly if she could be painted this time.

The scholar was a little surprised, nodded and said yes.

He painted this painting very seriously, and he finished it almost as soon as he closed the booth.

The girl nervously took the painting and looked at it carefully. It took a while to realize that she hurriedly took out the money from her pocket and carefully rolled up the painting.

The drug seller glanced at the scholar when he turned the painting over for the girl to see. The girl in the painting was wearing a bright red floral jacket with black braids, a pointed chin, long eyes, a soft waist and a shape like fine willow.

The facial features and appearance are almost the same as the countless beauties described by the previous scholars.

Many things, large and small, happened in the village every day, and Yao Lang didn't take this matter to heart. He only remembered that not long after this time, the little girl waited for the scholar to put away the painting booth and went back, and then ran to her medicine booth, holding a somewhat cautious look. He said he wanted to buy medicine, but he stumbled and talked for a while before he understood it, so he sold it to a girl, who was better off. I don’t know if she took it, but after two months, he still had a baby-fat little round face.

She really changed not long after the arrival of the stranger.

Most of the villagers know that the village has taken in a man, but few have seen his true face.The little girl gradually went out less and less. Occasionally when she went to the street to buy something, she could hear something from the neighbors telling her that it was not good for a big girl with a yellow flower to live in the same room with a strange man, and asked her to drive out the stranger.I heard that the little girl just laughed every time, and she said it was too fast.

That day, the foreigner had just come to the village for a month, and the business of the drug seller was not very good recently. In order to earn more money, the time to close the stall was getting later and later. When it was evening, I saw a figure approaching. .

Her waist is like a willow in the wind, her chin is pointed, her lips are red, and her skin is so white that the veins are slightly green.

She approached, looked at him, and said, "Yao Lang, where is Mr. Lin?"

The scholar's surname is Lin, and he used to be a teacher outside the village. After returning to the village, everyone called him Mr. He ran a so-so art stall business, just because he didn't wait for the female customer who came to buy pictures of beauties every now and then, and closed the stall early. .

The drug seller looked at her bright red floral jacket and braided braids, and felt very strange: "You are..."

The female guest was in a good mood after hearing his question, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "I used to buy Mr. Lin's paintings often, you should remember."

—It’s the little girl.

She knew that the scholar had closed the booth and looked a little disappointed, so she came earlier the next day and asked the scholar to paint her again.

Later, I could hear rumors of many scholars flirting with girls.

At first, the beauty drawn by the scholar is smiling like a flower, with her bright red mouth slightly tilted, with a shyness that is hesitant to talk.As the days passed, the newly painted beauties became more and more beautiful and lifelike, but their demeanor gradually became gloomy, and every strand of hair was so real and delicate that it was a bit permeable.

The pictures of beauties are lifelike, seductive and charming, walking or leaning or sitting or lying or dancing or thinking, without exception, smiling sinisterly.

Thanks to his soaring painters, the business of the so-so art stall gradually improved.The scholar's painting has an unspeakable charm, as if it is not a painting, but really a gorgeous and strange beauty.

He didn't pay much attention to these strange things at the beginning, it was because the rumors about "Shinkimaru" were raging in the village that he connected these things with Jinkimaru.

No one knows how the original news about Shenkimaru came out, maybe it was a chat from a girl's house, maybe it was a spy from a neighbor, maybe it was a deliberate leak from a stranger. —But that's not an important thing.

One after another, beautiful girls took out their private money and asked the girls to try the legendary medicine for them.First, the girl who is most familiar with the girl, and as several girls become more beautiful and thinner, word of mouth, many girls who have never met before also secretly started taking it.

The number of times the girl went out became less and less, and in the end, it was other girls who went to her house to buy medicine.

Occasionally, he saw a figure from the back on the street, with a gait and demeanor that looked a bit like a girl.She has already changed into a gorgeous long dress that is rarely seen in the village, her hair is coiled like a flower on the top of her head, a stalk is inserted obliquely, as delicate as a bud in the wind, and she is holding a fan, which should be a shield from the wind. In front of the face, the steps are light and light.Because she didn't turn around in the end, so far, the drug dealer has no idea whether that is really the girl from the past.

If so, that would be the last time he saw her.