Chapter 33 Festival

. Yang Gongquan smiled so much that his eyes disappeared, he declined to accept it, and asked the two of them to change into new outfits and take a look.

When it came out, the weather was refreshed, two young men dressed in Tsing Yi. Huang also diligently instructed the two of them to untie their hair and braid it again in accordance with the customs of Zezhiguo, hanging down to cover the ears.

When they were properly dressed, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at each other's strange appearance. Na Sheng watched Murong Xiu for a long time, and suddenly said, "Still looking strange."

"Why is it weird?" Murong Xiu turned around, feeling that there was nothing wrong with him, wondering.

"It's so good-looking, picking eyes. You will be robbed by Yunhuang's bandit as a big girl." Na Sheng joked, watching him flush with sullen face, and quickly stuck out his tongue, and sprinted out, "I'm on the road and on the road! "

Murong Xiu couldn't, so he had to carry the basket on his back and say goodbye to Yang Gongquan and his wife.

"Thank God, these two calamities have finally been sent away..." Yang Gongquan let out a long sigh of relief as the two left one after another, and looked at Yao Cao in his hand with eyebrows smiling, as if showing off to the Huang family. Said, "Look, I'm right? Don't worry too much, you think they have given me another one, this time I will be rich!"

"Unseen poor ghost!" Huang gave his husband a mouthful, took out something from his sleeve, shook it in front of Yang Gongquan's eyes, and sneered, "What do you think this is?"Yang Gongquan snatched the past, took a closer look, and lost his voice: "Ten thousand baht? How did you spend so much money! You can't exchange the money if you sold the Yao grass I gave you!"

The Huang triumphantly laughed, and hacked his hands back to regain the bank note: "Is my old lady still capable? Guess what I did this morning?"

"Didn't you go to the city to buy clothes for them?" Yang Gongquan was puzzled.

"I bought the clothes-my old lady also sold them for a good price." Huang covered his mouth and laughed, looking at a man and a woman who was about to go invisible on the road, "I went to talk to the manager of the Ruyi Gambling House. , From Zhongzhou came a jeweler with a basket of yao grass, but it was a big deal—you also know that Ruyi Gambling Shop secretly does shameful deeds? At first, the supervisor didn’t believe me, so I took that yao grass. When I showed it to him, he stopped talking, and then gave me 10,000 baht."

Yang Gongquan stared at the woman for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "What a wicked woman! You want to lend a knife to murder."

Huang waved the silver ticket, proudly: "This way, we don't have to start with or disturb the government, so we can do this for nothing-it's more cost-effective."

Yang Gongquan thought for a while, stomping his feet: "So how did you let them go? How can you explain when the people from Ruyi Gambling Shop come?"

"Then you need to remind you? The chief over there has already thought about it." Huang gave him a disdainful look and sneered, "I didn't see the new clothes I put on them?-The golden ruyi embroidered on it is The secret sign made is that Taoyuan County is the world of Ruyi Gambling House. Once this mark is made, where can the two of them go? And I heard that they have to go to the city-Ruyi Gambling House is sending people here. This is half the way. It was delivered."

Smiled triumphantly, seeing that the two people had gone so far invisible, Huang turned around: "Old man, what kind of new house do you think we build? Is it good to live in the city? Buy more delicious and fun things, and follow. You unlucky guy has suffered for a lifetime, and you should have a good time..."

Yang Gongquan followed her behind Nuonuo, but he took a breath of air in his heart and secretly said: "It's so good, when will this woman become so vicious!"Eight, the wind rises

The business of Ruyi Gambling Shop is still very good today, and there are plenty of guests and it is very noisy.

Mrs. Ruyi, the proprietress, was sitting on the attic lounge, raised the curtains, and looked at the lively casino underneath. The girl next to her fanned her and beat her back. She drank a sip of tea, circled her eyes, and fell on the guest in the southwest corner.

The guest was inconspicuous, dressed in ordinary clothes, not outstanding in appearance, he was very tall, sat down a bit taller than the others, drank and drank fiercely, and gambled fiercely—just in luck. It's been bad, and the people at the same table always lose in guessing points.

The reason why Mrs. Ruyi noticed him was that the beautiful girl with dark blue hair next to him, whose hair color made people know that she was a shark at first glance.

—Anyway, he blatantly brought the shark to show up? You know, under the regulations of the Cangliu Empire, the sharks can only stay in two places: Yechengdong City, or the private room, and they are never allowed to walk with their masters on the street.

However, the girl seemed to be accustomed to walking around in the world. She stood behind the man and obeyed his instructions without any restraint. She poured wine and thumped her back. She kept calling her master, respectfully and obediently, and she saw the gamblers beside her salivating.

Sure enough, he is a shark who has been accustomed to serving people for generations, trained to be servile... Madam Ruyi looked at it coldly and smiled contemptuously.

"Madam, Young Master Sumo is awake." The girl who slapped her back did not know when she had already withdrawn, and came over and leaned over to report gently. Mrs. Ruyi hurriedly stood up: "Have you waited for the young master to wash? Come here for dinner soon." Caihe replied, but did not leave, hesitated, her face paled: "But, but..."

"But what?" Seeing Caihe hesitating, Mrs. Ruyi ranted, "Quickly, don't see a ghost!"Picking up the lotus calmly, he pressed his ears and said softly: "But the Yiner who went to serve Master Sumo last night died."

"Dead?!" Mrs. Ruyi was also startled and blurted, "What's the matter?"

Caihe's face was pale, obviously in shock: "The slave and maid didn't know... When I went to the young master's room early in the morning, I saw Yin'er naked and dead on the bed, her hands and feet were cut, and the bed was full of blood-Master Sumo was already up. , Took a bath in the inner hall and washed down the bucket full of blood. The servants turned around and ran away in fright."

"Why... How is this?" Mrs. Ruyi was also dumbfounded, "Could it be, can it be that..."

"I did kill it." Before Caihe could answer, suddenly the bead curtain of the seat was lifted, and a voice answered indifferently.

"Master Sumo?" Mrs. Ruyi unexpectedly saw the puppet master coming in, and Mu replied blankly. She waved her hand to make Caihe retreat, lowered the curtain, went up to welcome him in, and said respectfully: "How can I come here by myself? Young master can't see it, just in case—"

"I can see it." Sumo interrupted her, walked in and took a seat.

"You, can you see?" Madam Ruyi's eyes flashed brightly, and she looked at his eyes in the past, and she was pleasantly surprised. "The young master was blind when he was a child. It has been two hundred years... Now he can really see it?!"

"The eyes are still invisible." Somo smiled faintly, his dark blue eyes bleak, "but I learned to see without eyes."

Mrs. Ruyi looked at the person in front of her with joy in her eyes: "Congratulations, Master! When Master comes back, we are really hopeful that we will be relieved!""But I can never get rid of myself." Suddenly, the puppet master said in a thoughtless way, with unspeakable complex emotions between his eyebrows, mixed with all kinds of self-disgust, self-rejection and arrogance, and buried his face a little annoyed. In his palm, he said to Mrs. Ruyi, "Aunt Ruyi, I am finished...I am completely finished."

"Master, what's the matter?" Mrs. Ruyi was taken aback, and asked quickly, "Is it all about Yin'er? A little girl, Master, don't worry about it, she should die if she doesn't serve well, Master, don't worry about it. ."

"No, she served very well." Somo smiled, raised his face, his voice suddenly became weird, his eyes were in a daze, "Very charming, beautiful face, warm body...I am very satisfied. Aunt Ru, Have you ever felt cold... Our mackerel’s blood is cold, just like fish... But why do I often feel cold? I can’t sleep at night without holding a woman."

"..." Mrs. Ruyi heard him so stupidly, she didn't know how to answer, she just watched the young puppet master with open eyes, playing with the little puppet in her arms—the puppet's hands were also stained with blood. Seeing that she noticed herself, the puppet suddenly opened her eyes and grinned strangely.

"God!" Mrs. Ruyi was shocked. The cup in her hand was smashed to pieces. She stared at the puppet in Sumo's arms and exclaimed, "It, how is it laughing! It, how is it and how it used to be? Master Sunuo is exactly the same!"

"Arnold is always annoying. After I let it come back to life, it becomes very annoying..." Sumo was not surprised, and replied indifferently, turning his hand hard and squeezing the doll's mouth, but there was a bone in the eyebrows. Disgusted, "Always talk to me constantly, always want to do something I don’t want to do... Last time it had to assault the Dongba girl, this time, it killed Yiner again... I said I’m already holding her It can be warm, but it has to say that human blood is warm enough..."

Mrs. Ruyi took a deep breath and looked worriedly at Sumo, who was talking to herself, stuttering: "You said, what did you say?-You said, Master Suno has come back alive? He, he is not Did he die when he was less than one year old?"

"He is dead... He was used by the Kongsang people as cats and dogs from his birth, and soon he died." The puppet master stroked the puppet’s hair and murmured, that little puppet’s face Lifelike, like twin brothers with Somo, exquisitely exquisite, "I don’t want him to be buried in the soil to rot. I made Arnold a puppet... I cut off its joints, stringed it with a thread, and let him It moves, as if it is alive, carrying it everywhere..."

"Oh my God...Master Sumo." Seeing Sumo's expression, Mrs. Ruyi's heart became cold, and she exclaimed in a low voice.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Su Mo's mouth: "Afte