The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Although Dongcheng Magu Hutong is in a messy area, it is a place where all the three schools and nine liu are in awe.

There lived a well-known fairy goddess, who was said to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods, and even high-ranking households would quietly ask to do things when they encounter inexplicable things.

A handsome teenager looked at everything around him curiously.

The low and dilapidated houses, the piles of debris in the corners, the sewage flowing on the ground, and the crying and laughing of children from time to time, all these make the teenager feel novel.

This novelty is hidden under caution.

Those idle guys who were bored on the wall and cast their eyes on the teenagers made him have to be careful.

This is a place he has never been, and it is a scenery he has never seen before.

But when he reached a fork in the road, the boy still stopped, his eyes showing a little dazed.

The young man stopped for a moment and had to walk to the side of the road to ask a woman who was walking back with the washing tub: "Auntie, how can I get to Magu Hutong?"

The woman glanced at the young man, and saw that the young man had a clean and beautiful face, but he wore nothing more than ordinary. Her eyes became subtle in an instant, and Nu Nu said, "Just go over there."

The boy thanked him and walked in the direction pointed by the woman.

The woman held the laundry tub with her hand tight, looked at the young man's back and stopped talking, and finally shook her head and walked quickly toward her house.

The young man walked ten meters away, and there was a young man in his early twenties who threw the grass roots in his mouth to the ground and stopped in front of the young man. He smiled and said: "Where is the little brother? Stay and play with your brother."

The boy frowned instantly.

The girl told her to change into men's clothing when she came to this place, or she was afraid of getting into trouble. Isn't this person blind, she asked her to stay and play with a "smelly boy"?

It turns out that this boy is Aman who is disguised as a man.

Aman is tall, he is just a teenager, and he doesn't seem obtrusive in men's clothing.

Well, the girl also said that if people still come out to make trouble for men's clothing, then spend money to eliminate the disaster.

Keeping in mind the advice of his girl, Aman took out a few copper coins from his purse and stuffed them into the young man's hands.

The young man was taken aback, then picked up a copper coin and blew it, and said with a smile: "Little brother is quite witty, but brother really didn't find you for money."

That is not enough money!

Aman took out a bunch of copper coins and put it in the young man's hands, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.

It's a pity that the girl has repeatedly told her to avoid trouble, otherwise she can lift the weak chicken in front of her with one hand and throw it at the wall.

The young man obviously didn't expect that this ordinary-dressed boy could make a lot of money.

Regardless of what Aman gave were copper plates, you must know that this is a gathering place for the poor, and most people live a life without food. These copper plates are enough to eat meat buns for several days.

The young man stared at Aman's purse hung around his waist, stretched out his hand and unceremoniously pulled it down.

Aman squeezed his fist, and said, "All the money is given to you. Can I pass it?"

The young man laughed again: "Don't worry, little brother, brother is really not for money."

He just wants money.

"Then what are you doing?" Aman asked a few idle men who swept their eyes not far away.

"It's for you, little brother, you like it as soon as you see him." The young man obviously became more unscrupulous because of Aman's constant retreat.

Aman looked at the young man coldly and stretched out three fingers.

"What do you mean?"

"My master said, there are no more than three things." Aman stepped forward with a blank face, narrowing the distance between the two.

The young man felt an object pierced into his body.

The feeling was very mysterious. He could clearly feel the resistance of flesh and blood to the object, but he could not feel the pain at all.

The young man lowered his head and saw a golden hairpin pierced into his lower abdomen. Most of the hairpin stayed outside, and the lifelike magnolia flowers on the hairpin seemed to smell the fragrance.

At this moment, a thought flashed through the young man's mind: If he ran away now, would this golden hairpin belong to him?

But for some reason, the young man's legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and he did not move a step.

"It doesn't hurt, right?" Aman's voice fell into the ears of the young man, unspeakably weird.

The young man's head let out, and the cold sweat instantly wetted his back.

It didn't hurt, he really didn't feel the pain.

Why doesn't it hurt? How can it not hurt?

The golden hairpin that remained in the lower abdomen did not make young people feel terrible. He is a street jerk. This injury is nothing to him, but he clearly sees blood but he does not feel the pain at all. , The young man's heart is hairy.

Qingtian Bairi, did he hit a ghost?

This place is not far from Magu Hutong. The fairy who lives in Magu Hutong can communicate with ghosts and gods, so it’s not impossible to encounter a ghost once in a while?

"Doesn't it hurt?" Aman's calm voice rang again.

"No, it doesn't hurt—" the young man knotted his tongue.

"It doesn't hurt. It hurts until tonight, and it will hurt more and more every day from now on." Aman's voice is getting lower and lower, like an invisible silk thread that binds the young man's throat tightly, making him feel Kind of feeling that you can't breathe.

It turned out to be a counselor, I really don't know what the girl does with such a person.

Contempt flashed in Aman's eyes, and his voice was as thin as a gnat: "If you don't want to end up in pain and die, remember to take this golden hairpin and go to the second room on the second floor of Wufu Teahouse at midday three days later."

The young man didn't wake up like a dream until Aman turned into the alley in front.

"Fly, what are you doing standing stupidly?" People who usually hang around together on weekdays gathered around.

"Nothing--" The young man quickly pushed away the person who patted him on the shoulder, and ran away.

Regardless of whether what the strange boy said is true or false, don't let others see this golden hairpin!

"Is A Fei sick?" the person who was pushed away cursed.

"Look!" One of them pointed to the ground in excitement.

Several people looked down and saw the dots of blood on the ground, and their expressions changed.

"Goodbye, A Fei hit hard stubble, right?"

"I have long felt that A Fei's quick temper is going to cause trouble.

Several people walked back to the root of the wall and recovered their innocent appearance.

Aman walked into Magu Hutong and stopped in front of a residential house with jade rabbit lanterns.

The dwellings are quite old, and although they look complete, the wooden doors have deep traces of time.

Aman stepped forward and called the door, and soon a girl opened the door.

"I'm looking for Xiangu."

The girl was obviously used to this, she opened the door and said, "Come in."

Aman followed the girl into the house.

Cigarette curls in the room, and a middle-aged woman with her hair combed in a bun sits cross-legged, her eyes slightly closed, and she looks a bit like a fairy.

Hearing the movement, the woman opened her eyes: "What do you want?"

"Are you Liu Xiangu?" Aman asked calmly when he came to the woman.