Chapter 207: A deceitful neighbor

“Aunt…Auntie, did you see it just now, there…”

Xiaohuan rubbed her eyes, and the head that had just emerged from the wall was gone. She hid behind Li Yi and pointed at the wall, her voice still trembling.

There was a whistling sound outside the wall, and when she stretched her finger over, the same head popped out again.

This time, I can see clearly that the owner of the head is a girl about his age, with a touch of pink, pretty, not as pale as my uncle said, eyes are two **** holes, The tongue did not stick out five feet long…

It turned out not to be a ghost.

“What is the name of the ghost!”

The girl who leaned her head from the other side of the courtyard wall gave Xiaohuan an angry look and rubbed her aching buttocks. Then she looked at the young boy lying on the chair in the courtyard.

She was playing in the yard just now, and when she heard a familiar sound coming from outside the wall, she pressed her ear to listen. At first she didn’t know who the sound was. Later, she was scared by the ghost story told by that sound. Impressed.

It was the boy who scared her with the story of “Painted Skin” in the hook column yesterday.

I brought a stool from the house and placed it under the courtyard wall. I looked over my head. I just stood still, but I was frightened by the little girl’s scream. I fell down, and now my **** Still aching.

This time when I got up and went to see the young man again, I saw a white cloth wrapped around his legs and asked curiously: “What’s the matter with you?”

“I was bitten by a dog when I went home last night…” Li Yi said casually, looking at the girl named Xiaozhu who was lying on the wall.

“Oh…”

Xiaozhu looked at him and could already imagine that he was not only bitten by a dog last night, but also after a desperate fight with the dog.

“Can you tell me more about the story behind “Painted Skin”.” A young girl named Xiaozhu lay on the wall, looking at Li Yi, expectation appeared in her big eyes.

After the son left yesterday, she told Grandpa Sun the story. Grandpa Sun planned to wait until he heard the complete story and try to tell it on stage, but she didn’t expect that yesterday afternoon, those few The man who heard the story brought many people over. He had to listen to the story of “Painted Skin”. Grandpa Sun had no choice but to tell the first half of the story she had heard.

As a result, in that short span of less than a quarter of an hour, the rewards that the guests threw up were enough for the entire day’s earnings.

Unfortunately, the story is only half of the story. Grandpa Sun stopped abruptly in a wonderful place. Those guests returned in defeat. Although they would not want to return the rewards, there was nothing good in their mouths. If there is “Painted Skin” In the following story, in a short time, they no longer have to worry about livelihood issues.

After all, for these ordinary actors and actresses, rewarding money is actually the only way to survive, unlike those famous actors who are often invited to perform by high-ranking officials, and they will often receive expensive rewards.

“Yes.” I was idle and I was just telling a story, without losing any flesh on her body. Li Yi looked at the girl and said, “Wang Sheng hid outside the window and peeked at the ghostly painted skin, scared He uttered a scream and was found by the evil spirit. He broke his stomach, cut his heart, and died…”

Xiaohuan looked at the woman lying on the wall, then looked at her uncle, puzzled.

The “Painted Skin” that my aunt told the second lady is not like that. Although she didn’t dare to listen to it, she knew that there should be a long story behind.

Of course, in addition to doubting this, I am also curious about who this girl is, as if I met my uncle, and my uncle also told her the story of “Painted Skin”…

“This, this is over…” The girl held on to the wall with a dazed expression on her face.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t the next plot be more twists and turns?

Wang Sheng died like this?

What about the expert you met on the street?

This is totally illogical!

She is sure that if Grandpa Sun tells the story like this, those guests will definitely not throw money on the stage, but shoes and stones.

“Damn it…”

Knowing that he was perfunctory, he forcibly resisted the urge to lift an adobe from the wall and threw it over, weighed his feet, and said, “I stole some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from Sister Ruoqing.”

“How many?” Li Yi looked up at the wall.

“Five yuan.” The girl gritted her teeth and said.

“Ten yuan.” Li Yi doubled the number of direct connections.

“Six dollars can’t be more.”

“Don’t do it without nine dollars…”

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After fierce bargaining, the price was finally set at seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the little girl did not give in at all.

“Stingy…” Seeing that the girl stepped off the wall, she was probably stealing—the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and Li Yi curled his lips.

At a young age, you know that you have paid a bribe, and the little girl grows up to be amazing…

“Uncle, what osmanthus cake?”

Xiaohuan was dumbfounded when she listened. She can also make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Why does my uncle prefer that girl?

“It was the time when the lantern riddle was guessed, in that building…”

After Li Yi’s reminder, Xiaohuan finally remembered, and then felt a little depressed in her heart. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake she made was indeed not as delicious as that time…

This time I waited for a long time, at least a quarter of an hour, before I saw the girl’s head poking over the courtyard wall again.

“Here you are.”

She handed over something wrapped in a handkerchief from across the wall.

Xiaohuan was too low to reach, so he went to the shop and called out Lao Fang. He took the handkerchief from the girl and sent it to Li Yi.

Open the handkerchief, seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, one is not too much, and one is not too much.

“Return that handkerchief to me.” The girl said from the wall.

“What’s the hurry, I will return you after eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.” Returning the handkerchief to her, there is nothing left to wrap the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Li Yi waved his hand and said.

“Return the piece you took yesterday.” The girl thought for a while and said.

The handkerchief is a relatively private item for girls, and it’s a bit outrageous to be taken by a stranger.

“That piece…” Li Yi thought of the handkerchief that was used to wrap the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake yesterday. It seemed to have been put away. I didn’t see it today. I guess it fell on the road yesterday.

“Lost,” he said, looking at the girl.

“You…”

The girl almost fell off the stool. She was about to say something. A voice came from the room~IndoMTL.com~Yuzhu, did you see the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I just put in the room? “

“I’ll come back later…” A trace of panic flashed across the girl’s face, and she hurriedly jumped off the stool and ran into the house.

“Sister Ruoqing, I didn’t see it…”

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Seven pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, one for Lao Fang and one for Xiaohuan. Perhaps Liu Ruyi walked out of the room after hearing the movement just now.

Looking at the things in Li Yi’s hands, he asked in confusion: “Manggong, where did this… come from?”

“The neighbor gave it.” Li Yi stretched out his hand and said, “Would you like a piece?”

One piece was given to Ruyi, and two pieces were snatched away by Ruyi who happened to hit him. Li Yi regretted seeing the only two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand. I should just stick to it, maybe I can ask for a few more pieces. …

Speaking of which, this little girl is quite cheating, I am afraid that I will not worry about eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the future…