Fox spirit's self-cultivation

The two came to the pastry shop. As Zheng Xuanli said, the ghost who created this enchantment has a kind of obsession with food. Compared with the red light district, the pastry shop is another relatively complete world, and the shopkeeper is not a matchstick. As soon as he entered the door, the tall and thin old shopkeeper immediately stepped forward with a smile.

"Please come in, two guests, what cakes would you like to buy?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the two people's attire, and didn't seem to notice that they were out of tune with the surroundings, and their sallow faces looked particularly kind.

"Let's order whatever the children like to eat. Why don't you see any children around here?" Zheng Xuanli fumbled from his clothes, took out two silver dollars and handed them to the shopkeeper.

Seeing the two silver coins, Kong Lingxiao's eyes flashed with wonder. He had never seen silver coins before, but the silver coins in Zheng Xuanli's hands had very fine year patterns, and it was clear at first glance that they were objects from this time and space.However, without waiting for a closer look, the shop owner put away the silver dollars.

"Guest, you are joking, you don't need to look at what kind of territory this is, how can a child from a good family play here?"

The shopkeeper raised his chin and pointed to the woman in red and green in the distance: "Those women do have children, but they can't afford to raise them well. The children were all sent to the blue house in front of them, and some of them sold the children farther to prevent the children from coming back."

blue house.

Apparently that was the orphanage they were looking for.

The shopkeeper lowered his head and packed the candy, caught a glimpse of Tingting's curling figure, shook his head and said: "The child born by myself can be given away as soon as it is said to be given away. Father Yang gave one Dayang. What is the difference between this and selling a child? Who knows?" What do those white-haired and green-eyed foreigners buy children for? They are not their own children and they are willing to spend money. They are either pampering or human teething. If something happens, it will be miserable."

A gust of fragrant wind blew in, and a woman came in. Hearing what the shopkeeper said, the woman raised her eyebrows and said sharply: "As long as you are benevolent, don't even think about it. A child opens his mouth and is a tax and a soldier. You can’t burn me for a few days if you boil me into oil, but how can I live? My mother is going to starve to death, and she has to take medicine. Those little bastards can eat me poor in a day. Foreigners are willing to raise those bastards. Why don’t I Promise, no matter what, the three mothers will not die of hunger!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the two strange youths standing aside, stretched out her hand and poked Kong Lingxiao in front of her, and said stingingly: "As long as you old men can be useful, you can make us women and children suffer like this? See Look, there are two troublemakers again, and I lured away the thugs from the police station who came after you and arrested you, gentlemen, you must reward me with two bucks!"

Kong Lingxiao was speechless, but Zheng Xuanli took a few oceans neatly and handed them to the woman: "Thank you, sister, for your righteousness."

The shopkeeper shook his head and saw the woman sitting down with her legs crossed after receiving the money. Although she had made some sarcastic remarks before, she didn't push her away at this time.

"Call me sister? You have a sweet mouth, kid." The woman covered her mouth and smiled, and then started talking again. Zheng Xuanli, like a local, chatted enthusiastically with her.

Kong Lingxiao listened curiously to the chatting between the two, from the customs of various places to the recruitment of soldiers, Zheng Xuanli, a modern person, actually spoke clearly and clearly.

Kong Lingxiao's eyes lit up, showing envy.

After Zheng Xuanli had had enough chatting and heard the news, he and Kong Lingxiao left with a few packs of snacks.

The dim sunset glowed by the window, and the woman was still sitting where she was. The shopkeeper was making calculations and said in a low voice, "You dare to extort anyone's money. How do you know what those two boys want to do? They sell their sons and daughters." Oh, Amei, you are so cruel. You are a woman in troubled times, and no one can take care of you, so why can’t you live a good life, aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

When the woman heard this, she laughed as if she had heard a big joke.

"Listen to what you said! People are going to starve to death, so what retribution are you afraid of? In this world, cats, cats and dogs are also born to suffer. People, not wives, ladies and sons, are they all suffering retribution? You It’s just me, I’m not the same, I’m a shopkeeper. To put it bluntly, I’m also a slave to my boss. My son was arrested and sent to death. I’m alone in fear and worries, living like a ghost. They still want to arrest Go with Er Gou, now Er Gou is with Master Yang, fortune is saved, I am no better than you as a mother! Father, you should take care of yourself!"

"You man, I just advise you not to make a low-level job, don't sell your children, why are you just poking people's hearts!" The shopkeeper trembled with anger.

Ah Mei looked at her nails painted red with impatiens flower juice, and said coldly: "Old man, I'm just telling the truth, how can I poke your heart. My dead mother didn't do me before, the worst I earn a living, washing clothes for people in the winter, washing hands and arms full of frostbite pustules, no matter how hard and tired I endure, it dragged me for two years, and I even read some books."

The shopkeeper heard the words: "Isn't your mother able to live like a human being? How did you teach you to be so self-sufficient and degrading? There are red and green lanterns hanging on the door of a woman's house..."

But I heard Ah Mei continue to sneer and say: "But my dear old man sold his wife and daughter if he lost the gambling. My mother wanted to keep her chastity, and she hanged herself to death before I grew up. I was alone and helpless." What should I do? Isn’t there a man who is willing to buy it? Yesterday, I saw a girl from a good family kidnapped from the street and forced him to do a low-level job that you despise. In order to keep your sweetheart chaste, are you dead now? You should say it to the girl who was forced to death."

The shopkeeper was silent for a moment, then continued to slap his head down to make plans: "He's not dead, he's still locked up. I invited some people from the patrol room to persuade him yesterday."

"Advise them? Come on, if you work together, you won't be able to get justice if you ruin someone. If you come back together, you probably won't be able to survive after they leave. Even if they have some humanity, the girl will become a ghost if she survives. The house on the street It’s really a good plan, and you don’t need to waste a dime to do business and make connections.”

The woman rolled her eyes again and again, and finally took two of the silver dollars she just got and threw them to the shopkeeper, "Let's not talk about these dirty things, I got money today, don't fool those two rich men just now. Me, two packs of snacks that are sweet enough to endure hunger. It’s not convenient for me to go to the street, and you ask someone to bring two packs of medicine for that little girl, otherwise it’s unlucky to die, and it will also affect my soliciting customers.”

"I'll go and see it, and make a good fortune for my son who went to war, Amitabha."

All living beings suffer, but ordinary people these days suffer the most.

The shopkeeper confiscated the woman's money and packed her a few oiled paper bags. The woman curled her lips, said thank you, put away the two oceans that were pushed out and was pushed back, and walked away with the paper bags in her hand. up.

Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao, who had been waiting outside the door for a while, saw the woman leaving in the opposite direction, and they looked at each other: "Follow her."

In the enchantment of the ghost king, they will encounter ghosts hitting the wall after walking for a while, or the matchmaker from the patrol room will chase after them aggressively. .

The woman walked swayingly, and even teased when she met the stickman on the road, but she walked quickly when she left the person, and soon came to a remote path.

Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao followed her out of the path, and as soon as they turned a corner, a European-style building with a blue roof appeared in the empty place.

The woman cut her hair, went straight to the door, knocked on the door, and when she saw the person who opened the door, she immediately smiled and handed over a snack in her hand: "Hey, Master John Yang, why haven't you been here for a few days? Come take care of my business, I miss you very much!"

It was a blond man who opened the door. Seeing this, he pushed the woman away with disgust, and said a series of foreign languages. The woman couldn't understand, so she just stuck up to him and stretched out her arms to hook his neck. Zheyang, the Lord said, we are brothers and enemies Jiemei...Jieyang, you Zheyang is wrong!"

The woman looked at Father John's sacred and inviolable face, poked him in the chest, and laughed more and more wantonly: "Death, what brothers and sisters, you foreigners are still playing around. What about masters, slaves, brothers and sisters, don't you just think about it?" Don’t sisters eat free food without paying? I know that you will ask for alms from my sisters after you finish the work. Come on, Liu Xiahui is really a few sisters who can get that kind of dirty disease? Only a few of them are willing to believe you It’s evil, believe in some redemption trick. Get out of the way, I’m hungry, come to eat something, didn’t you say that this place will give out free porridge?”

What more did Father John say, but the woman pushed him away and walked in quickly.

John looked angry, when Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao walked over, he immediately looked at them warily.

"We are here to show our love, can you let us take a look at the children here?" Zheng Xuanli lifted up the pastry.

The priest frowned, turned sideways, put the two of them in, and said in Chinese fluent only before: "If you donate, please pay silver dollars, the food cannot be stored."

"There are many children in your orphanage, why can't a little food be stored?" Zheng Xuanli asked curiously.

The priest looked straight at him and said, "Many people, like you, bring food. We have purchased enough food. Too much food will go bad, and you will get sick if you eat it. There are already many children who are sick and need medical treatment. We will use the best Don’t use your useless medicines, you caring people, you can donate to the ocean, and the Lord will protect you from the devil.”

Father John spoke these two passages quite fluently, and he didn't know if he had become more proficient in this rhetoric, or he just didn't want to talk to Amei and deliberately pretended not to speak fluent Chinese.

He pointed to the box placed in a conspicuous place, but Zheng Xuanli and Kong Lingxiao had no intention of donating, and Father John's expression became unhappy.

Another priest who was chatting with the woman in the distance saw Zheng Xuanli and the others, walked over and said something to John, and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Father Jonathan. Every afternoon, the Gongde Hall will give out porridge. Do you want to come together? ? If you donate food, you can eat something with the children, pray and listen to the teachings of the Lord.”

"Father, your Mandarin is pretty good." Zheng Xuanli also smiled.

"Huaguo is a magical place. I have read about Huaguo since I was very young, and I have always been yearning for it. The cultural heritage here is very profound, and various cultural relics are extremely exquisite. I have learned a lot here , Chinese language is also one of my studies.”

Father Jonathan smiled and crossed himself as a gesture of please.

The children in the orphanage were not friendly to the two foreigners, but they were much warmer to the woman who brought the cakes to the door. They chatted around the woman, obviously it was not the first time a woman came to share the food.

Amei divided the cakes she bought and gave some to each child, and finally waved to the two children standing in the corner: "Little Hua'er, Ergou, you are hungry, come and eat."

"Little Hua'er doesn't eat your food."

"We have nothing to do with you, you go."

The two children were a pair of brothers and sisters. The girl was eleven or twelve years old, and the boy was slightly older. When they saw Amei, they didn't gather around and looked resentful. Instead, they followed the priest before, avoiding the woman's sight.