my weird life

Chapter 250 Lure into the Bowl (22)

The flame in the lantern shrinks gradually,

All the tricky rhymes in the surrounding area are burnt out by that little lamp,
The human skin paper absorbed all the breath from the flames, but no writing emerged.

Su Wu took it back,

There are other questions on my mind.

The opera sung by the female ghost earlier was the last time Liang Zhuli cried for the grave and turned into a butterfly.

It is said that

The story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai originated in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
It was passed on orally by the people to later generations,
It's not a problem for the girl to sing a few verses of Butterfly Lovers.

but,

The drama that Human Skin Paper had previously parodied was the Peking Opera "Farewell My Concubine".

The history of the birth of Peking Opera is not long.

How could this scholar, whose wife died in 1705, parody 'Farewell My Concubine'?

This is quite strange.

but,

In 1705, it was already the reign of Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty.

How far is it from the current period?

Su Wu shook his head,

Get rid of chaotic thoughts out of your head.

He looked at the dark woods,

I have already seen the shivering little boy curled up behind a tree - Gou Sheng,

Lifting the lantern, he stood still on the spot and called out to Gou Sheng: "Gou Sheng, what are you still doing hiding in the woods?
The creep was scared away by something,

we are safe
come quickly

I have to hurry to Tanjia Village! "

Su Wu's tone was flat,

Contains the power to soothe fear in people's hearts,
Moved by his few words, Gou Sheng walked out of the woods slowly.
After more than ten steps,
The little boy looked at Su Wu: "Brother, are you a real person?"

Previously, Gou Sheng was entangled in a strange rhyme, and he was dragged to the grave all at once. He was so courageous that he was about to be frightened, so he didn't see any movement from Su Wu's side.

——Even if he saw Su Wu mocking him as 'Overlord',
Su Wu could also infer that he was too frightened and his eyes were dazzled.

The matter is harmless.

But after Gou Sheng was saved,

I feel like I'm going to be scared to death, but this brother is still so calm, I'm surprised.

So there will be this question from across the road.

"Of course I am real,
I told you earlier, don’t panic when encountering strange things,

If you panic, you will be bullied.

If you can keep your mind,
Naturally, the tricky ones can be restrained. "Su Wu said with a smile.

The little boy listened to him repeat what he had told him earlier,
I immediately believed in my heart that this elder brother was a real person.

Instead of the legendary state of being possessed by a fox ghost,
He breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Su Wu's side, and said repeatedly: "Brother is so courageous, just now, in such a scene, I almost peed my pants in fright, but my brother seems to be fine."

"Do our things,
How can you not have the guts?

You also need to train yourself a lot,

In the future, there will always be times when you go to deliver rice alone. If you lack courage, won't you be swallowed by tricks in an instant? "

"I see, brother."

……

In the open space outside the bamboo forest,
The dumb girl moved the bundles of firewood to each stove,

she was young,
It is very difficult to carry such a heavy firewood.

But she has been carrying silently,

There was no rest from beginning to end.

'Master in Hand Stove' Li Yueshan watched the dumb girl carrying the firewood, but didn't help her - he also had a lot of things to do, so he couldn't be idle right now.

There are still too few people gathered under my stove...

but,

anyway,

There are too many people and I can't support myself...

Thoughts were turning in his mind, Li Yueshan thought that as long as he successfully started the stove this time and established a reputation, the situation would get better and better in the future—especially when he set up the stove for the first time, he got a good seedling——Li Wu,
Immediately feel happy.

Turning around, he took out the clay pot from under a table.

on the pot,
A painting of people dancing around a flame.

"Take a rest first,

This firewood is almost enough. "

Li Yueshan greeted the dumb girl, and the dumb girl stopped carrying firewood,
Instead, he squatted down behind the firewood stove where Li Yueshan stood, and kept filling the stove with firewood.

The iron pan is gradually heating up,

Although this girl can't speak, she looks like wood,
But working diligently is not a child without winks.

Li Yueshan nodded secretly in his heart,

Then he shook the clay pot in his hand,
Weigh how much 'fried oil' is still inside.

The clay pot shakes slightly,

There was an empty sound of liquid churning.

Just by hearing the sound, the fat old man knew that there was less than half of the fat left in the pot.

"People are poor and everything is bad..."

He secretly sighed,

The family property I got at the moment was passed down to me by my master and wife before they died.

Relying on this little property to stand on one's feet,

Then everything has to be carefully calculated,

There can be no difference.

The pan is turning red,

Li Yueshan uncorked the pot,
Holding the clay pot, pouring it down,
A glistening black fat exuding a strange rhyme was poured into the oil pan,
At the moment of contact with the hot pot, puffs of green smoke burst out,
The smoke was blown by the wind and drifted to nowhere,

There was a strange smell in the air.

"No matter what you see later, you don't have to pay attention to it.

Just put your head down and burn the pot. "Li Yueshan instructed the dumb girl.

The mute girl nodded slightly.

"Tomorrow you will learn how to cook with me,
In the future, our kitchen team will be in charge of cooking for everyone. "

With just a few words, the fat old man arranged for the mute girl's future work direction.

While he was talking to the mute girl, the fat in the firewood pot gradually became hot.
Put your hand an inch away from the fat in the pot,

Tried the temperature.

Li Yueshan dragged out a rag bag from the pile of debris at the back, and pulled out a long cloth bag sewn from a whole piece of python skin,
Subsequently,

Five coarse porcelain bowls are lined up on the ground,

The mouth of the snake is facing the big bowl,

Half a bowl of 'shouhun rice' was poured into each bowl.

Fasten your pockets,

The fat old man put a few bowls of soul-recovering rice on the hot chai pot with 'deep-fried oil'.

Be patient.

Time passed slowly.

Sure enough, the dumb girl just buried her head in the pot as Li Yueshan had arranged to ensure that the flame in the stove was always red.

Turned a blind eye to foreign objects.

Didn't realize that the surrounding temperature has dropped a lot.

She buried her head in the stove,
Always warmed by the burning fire,

I didn't feel any change in the surrounding temperature, but it was normal.

Fortunately, Li Yueshan has already noticed the temperature change,
He narrowed his eyes,

Staring at the five bowls of uncooked rice on the stove,

Waiting to see how they change.

shhhhh-

The bamboo forest not far away was shaken by a gust of cold wind,
From the bamboo forest,

There is a series of footprints with wet marks extending alternately,
out of the bamboo forest,

Walked into the open space with three firewood stoves.

The moment the string of footprints entered the open space,
The fire in the eyes of the three firewood stoves suddenly lit up,
Then, at the place where the footprints settled, a vague figure appeared.

The hair and clothes of this figure are entwined with water plants,

drenched in water,

gathered at the feet,
Leaves wet marks right under your feet.

'It's face is blurred,
And as it approaches the hearth,
The flames emanating from the stove counteracted the charm of its body,
just to lower the ambient temperature,
No harm will be done to living beings.

The stove burns fiercely,
The more firewood that needs to be consumed,
Right now, it's just that this little creep walked from the bamboo grove to the firewood stove where the rice for harvesting souls was placed, which dimmed the flame in the firewood stove a lot, and it was no longer as red and vigorous as before.

Li Yueshan glanced at the dumb girl,
At this moment,
Those who need the stove the most should be smart.

Fortunately, the dumb girl looks dumb, but she is meticulous in her work.
Seeing the dim light of the fire in the stove,

She turned around and grabbed some firewood,
Filled in the stove.

In this way, he also saw the strange man standing beside him, whose body was still dripping water,
The dumb girl was dumbfounded,
Then bowed his head,

Keep burning your own fire.

Seeing this scene, Li Yueshan was surprised. He smiled and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the black oil in the pot start to churn.

The water ghost approaching the firewood stove,
One hand grabs the soul harvesting rice on the stove,
Its hand reaches into a bowl of rice,
The whole hand is swallowed up,
So I stretched out my arms even harder to scoop up the rice in the bowl,

——An arm was not in the rice grains.

follow closely,

Its entire body was also slowly contained by the bowl of seemingly ordinary soul harvesting rice,

"Water tricks, water moves!"

The fat old man saw that the whole water ghost was contained by a bowl of soul harvesting rice,

The rice grains in the bowl began to bounce continuously,
He grinned and said to the dumb girl, "Fire the pot!

The fire in the stove cannot be dimmed for a moment,
the fire is not strong,
the oil is not hot,
But I can't stop this trick! "

The dumb girl nodded vigorously, her hands and feet became more agile.

Li Yueshan took out a pair of gloves made of unknown type of leather from his clothes pocket, put them on, and then reached out to grab those rice grains that kept bouncing in mid-air!

The half bowl of rice that Shui Gui entered was too much for it.
So it began to use the extra rice grains to move around,

Trying to shake off the soul harvesting rice that trapped him,

Get away!

What the fat old man did now,
It is to keep salvaging away the excess rice grains,

On the spot, I 'tailor-made' a container to hold it in!
Whoa!
The rice grains that jumped out of the bowl landed on Li Yueshan's pair of gloves. Each grain of rice was like a small stone falling from a high altitude, carrying huge force,
leaving white marks on his leather gloves,

He didn't realize it,
Keep picking up the broken rice grains,

Throw it into the bowl next to it.

Li Yueshan is very fast,

So that there are fewer and fewer rice grains that collapse,
Ninety percent of the soul harvesting rice in that rough porcelain bowl was soaked in a layer of black water and gradually swelled.

Another [-]% were squeezed in the corner,

Keep popping the china bowl!

Li Yueshan swept it with his hand,
Grab those grains of rice that burst out,

Sprinkle it into another bowl.

Subsequently,

Before the soul-recovering rice in the bowl burst out, he reached into the bowl with one hand and accurately dug out the part of the raw rice that was not soaked in the black water, held it in his palm, and threw it into the bowl next to it!
The soul harvesting rice left in the porcelain bowl,
soaked in black water,

expanding,

It's like a bowl of rice that is about to be cooked under the action of steam!

——Shuigui completely filled the rice grains,

There is no escape,
It is closely related to harvesting soul rice,
It also caused this bowl of soul harvesting rice to be cooked!

"it is good!"

The fat old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Pick up the bowl of cooked 'black rice',
Pour it into the frying pan!

(End of this chapter)