Chapter 193

After coming out of the Tai Chi palace, Fang Xie didn't take the city carriage back, but walked slowly in the street against the snowflake. Before leaving the palace city, the snow covered the ground with a layer of white. After turning two blocks, the snow was as thick as the bottom of boots. The remaining snow of the last snow has not melted, and this snow comes one after another. I don't know if God thinks Chang'an city is not beautiful enough. He can decorate it vigorously in winter.

Feel the snow under your feet getting thicker and thicker. If you carefully experience it, you have a very boring and wonderful feeling. It looks relaxed, but in fact it's so heavy that the steps are a little heavy. As he walked, he hung his head slightly and watched the smooth and clean snow marked by his feet. Step by step, so clear.

The emperor's words were always around his ears. The emperor who personally held him up seemed to be very playful. He threw him into the cage and put him out, and then kicked Fang Xie into the game that Fang Xie couldn't afford according to reason. The emperor was very happy, but Fang Xie had to work hard.

If Chang'an city is a great lake, then the imperial court is the deepest part of the lake. Few people can sail freely on it. Fang Xie now has only one reed at his feet. It's not easy to cross the lake?

There were very few pedestrians on the street, and there were few people on the carriages passing through the city. When the carriage passed Fang Xie, the coachman warmly greeted him to get on the bus. Perhaps he didn't see Fang Xie's uniform of the martial arts academy. He shouted that the boy would take a car or not, and eight copper coins would send you to the door of your home.

Fang Xie asked seriously, isn't it five copper coins?

The coachman pinched and said, isn't it heavy snow? It's not too much to add three copper coins.

Fang Xie asked, are there eight copper coins wherever they are sent?

The coachman said if you just sit a mile, would I be kind enough to charge you eight copper coins? Within ten miles, there are still five copper coins. Is it fair to charge three more than ten miles?

Fang's explanation is really fair, but I won't sit.

The coachman almost tilted his nose angrily and said in his heart, why don't you sit and tell me for a long time? He looked at Fang Xie with the most contemptuous eyes, and then urged the horse to whip and drive the carriage away. Fang Xie smiled foolishly, as if he had taken much advantage.

The sky is getting darker and darker. The cloud pressure is so low that it seems that you can pick off a handful of newly opened snowflakes as soon as you reach out. Fang Xie suddenly regretted that he didn't take the carriage. If he walked all the way back to the shop, it would take at least an hour. The hospital clothes have to be washed by themselves when they are dirty. Although there are women... The sink fan is not the type who is willing to wash clothes in a wooden basin.

So he decided to take a shortcut.

Turn into another street. When Fang Xie entered this street, he looked at the sign at the corner.

East 18th Street

Fang Xie calculated the distance, which was far from the East 23rd Street where the shop was located. There is not a pedestrian in this street. It looks particularly clean and peaceful. The layout of each square city in Chang'an city is almost the same. The straight streets separate the square city like tofu blocks. If you can look down from a high altitude, you will be shocked at how the construction of this male city is so regular.

The sound of stepping on the snow was very clear. Fang Xie looked at the shops on both sides of the street as he walked. About 100 meters into East 18th Street, he found that there was a dilapidated house in this supposed prosperous place. Look at that incomplete appearance, no one has paid attention to it for decades at least. You should know that although Chang'an city is very big, every inch of land and every inch of money, how can businessmen look at such a good place and ignore it?

So he couldn't help but stop and take a closer look at the house.

The wall has collapsed in several places, but the door opening is still intact. The iron lock, which has rusted into a mass, can't see its original appearance. It is almost integrated with the iron chain. Fang Xie looked inside along a gap in the wall and found that the dead grass in the yard had covered the whole yard. It's not clear how the house inside is, but the exposed dark broken window is like the gate of hell.

Fang Jie doesn't understand why this place is deserted?

He stopped in front of the yard for a while and always felt that something was wrong with the house. So instead of rushing home, he walked into a teahouse across the street not far from the house. Originally, the business of the teahouse was not very good. It was so close to the depressed place that the boss of the teahouse was miserable. On this snowy day, guests came in, and the boss quickly welcomed them out in person.

When he saw Fang Xie's martial arts academy uniform, he was even more excited. The students of the martial arts academy can go out for three days every month. During the three days off, the students don't have to go back to the martial arts academy at night. Fang Xie was released from prison when the martial arts academy closed classes.

"Young master, please come in"

The veteran picked up a duster to remove the snow from his body. His warm attitude made him very happy. Fang Xie said thank you, and then chose a window seat to sit down.

"What would you like to drink?"

Asked the boss.

Fang Xie didn't study the tea ceremony. He casually pointed out a kind of tea with medium price on the list, which was neither publicized nor low-key. The boss sent someone to deliver four kinds of dried fruits, and then made tea for fangxie himself.

"Boss, the house over there has been abandoned for many years?"

Fang Xie asked.

He was curious because he wanted to know why no one wanted to buy valuable land.

"You said there, cough... Stop it, that place is extremely unlucky!"

The boss sighed, as if full of complaints.

He waved away a wild cat that appeared at the door with disgust in his eyes. The wild cat looked back, went to the root of a wall and lay down. It looked pathetic in the heavy snow.

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Referring to the house across the street not far away, the owner of the teahouse opened the conversation. He sat down opposite Fang Xie with his purple clay pot and asked Xiao Er to add two more dried fruits. In such a weather, the guest just solves one. The boss may be too boring, so he can't stop when he opens his mouth.

"It is said that this house lived in a imperial court a long time ago. I remember hearing my father or my grandfather mention it... Even if this place hasn't been ruined for a hundred years, it has been 70 or 80 years. It is said that because the adult committed a crime, he was stripped of his official Baron and his family was expelled from Chang'an city. Before he left, he sold the house to a rich merchant at a low price. This place used to be prosperous Hua, the most prosperous East 23rd is not as prosperous as it was here. "

The boss took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and continued: "Just because it was a prosperous place in Chang'an city at that time, the rich businessman was naturally happy when he bought the house at a low price. After a little cleaning up, he brought his family in with him. It's strange that maybe his identity couldn't hold down the local atmosphere of the house, and his family died of illness one after another. Later, their family was poisoned and killed by their business opponents."

"There are dozens of people in a family, none left."

"Oh?"

Fang Xie couldn't help asking, "the murderer must come to no good end if he is so rampant."

"That's natural. It's said that the emperor personally ordered that all his life should be fulfilled. Dozens of people were killed in the poisoned rich merchant's family, and the rest were enslaved."

The boss sighed: "Later, the house was bought again. Later, there were many accidents. Either the servant fell into the well and drowned, or he died of illness. This place became more and more evil. Later, it was said that the adult who was expelled from the office poisoned his family as soon as he left Chang'an because of his grief and anger. Then he returned to Chang'an City alone and hanged himself in a side room of the house It's been a long time before the body was found. They say it's too much resentment and too strong ghost spirit. Whoever comes will have bad luck. "

"So this house is deserted. Because of this broken house, the whole East 18th Street is declining, and few people come here on weekdays. It is precisely because it doesn't work here that the East 23rd Street is prosperous."

Fang Xie nodded and couldn't help looking at the house again. He didn't believe in ghosts. If it wasn't a coincidence, it was someone who deliberately did it at that time. But he didn't know why he didn't take over the house later. As for the talk of so many ghosts, it was mostly false.

"Who owns the house title deed?"

Fang Xie asked.

"I don't know"

The boss shook his head and said, "most of them are in the Yamen of Chang'an Prefecture."

Fang Xie gave a sound, drank all the tea in the cup, and looked at the house again: "if you buy this place and start a new courtyard, it should be fine. After all, it has been so many years. Even if there were ghosts, they would have disappeared long ago."

"That's not necessarily!"

The boss said: "Naughty children often climb in to play hide and seek. This morning, several children got in and ran away with howling and crying, saying that there were evil spirits in it. I asked many questions, saying that a wild dog that originally lived in it died, his head was bitten off, and I don't know what killed it. But it can bite a wild dog silently, and there can't be any here What beast, what can it be but a ghost? "

In order to confirm his words, the boss pointed to the wild cat crouching at the root of the wall and shivering with cold and said, "you see, even the wild cat dare not go into the house to avoid the snow."

Fang Xie looked at the boss's finger and frowned slightly.

Indeed, the wild cat would rather curl up in the corner against the wind and snow than enter the dilapidated house, which is unreasonable.

Maybe there's something weird in that house.

Fang Xie smiled and gave up the idea of the dilapidated yard. Originally, he was just curious. He spent a pot of tea money and listened to an interesting story. This afternoon passed. Fang Xie got up, settled the tea money and walked out of the teahouse. Only a few steps later, the owner of the Teahouse chased him out and gave him a semi-new oil paper umbrella.

"It's not worth money, young master. Take it to keep out the wind and snow."

The boss put the umbrella into Fang Xie's hand, waited for Fang to explain his thanks, and then ran back contentedly. For a long time, no one wanted to sit down and listen to his story, and the boy was a good listener. Fang Xie walked back with an oil paper umbrella, and couldn't help looking at the wild cat again.

I don't know why, there seems to be a very complicated application in the wild cat's eyes.

Fang Xie smiled and said that after listening to a story, he began to be suspicious.

On the snowy road, the boy walked alone.

At the corner of East 18th Street where he disappeared, it seemed that a dark cloud fell rapidly from the sky and fell into the dilapidated yard. The wild cat curled up in the corner screamed bitterly and turned and ran away. The owner of the teahouse looked at the frightened wild cat and said to himself, you can't scare me.

He watched the boy leave without noticing that a pair of gloomy eyes in the dilapidated yard looked out from the crack in the wall.

The boss thought that the boy gave an extra twenty Wen tea money, enough to buy a new oil paper umbrella. He got a favor for giving his umbrella. Maybe he had another regular customer, so he was a little proud and felt that he was really a genius in business.

The wild cat fled without a trace, and the figure of the boy disappeared.

On that day, three more homicides occurred in Chang'an city.

The three who died were all students of the martial arts academy.

PS: how cool is it to taste tea, read and vote red?