The Zombie Book Boy

Even smelling the stinky smell of the steward's feet that can't be covered tightly even in winter, he became more patient: "How is it?"

Tian Guanshi licked his face and leaned forward and said: "Master, the young master has been found."

"Where's the person?" Pang Youkao turned his head slightly, and frowned when he saw the emptiness behind him.

"Back to the master, the old slave made the decision privately, and asked the servant to send the young master back to Nanyuan, so as not to catch the wind and get sick." Tian Guanshi lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye.

Pang Youkao thought for a while, then nodded: "That's fine, let him rest in the house and don't run around." In the past, he would definitely have to go and see it for himself before he could feel at ease, but now, Most of his thoughts were elsewhere.

The winter plums in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the dark fragrance was lingering and refreshing. Pang Youkao picked a branch of good quality, cut it, and took it to Fuyun Pavilion in the backyard.

When Bai Jia just got out of the carriage, her hands were still clenched tightly. After entering the door, she inadvertently let go of her hands. As soon as he let go, the first few servants carried the young master and walked away, leaving only the two of them behind. At the same place, looking at the people in his hands, one of the elders said: "Throw it to the firewood room first, and wait until I report to the criminal supervisor."

02

Besides, in the Fuyun Pavilion, there is a young woman reclining on the couch in the main room, with a [-]-year-old appearance, a face with a fine nose, pink cheeks and a silver plate, leaning on a pinched gold soft pillow behind her, holding a Zijin's small hand stove, Chunqiao, a girl close to her, was half kneeling on the kang table beside her, knocking walnuts for her to eat.

As soon as Pang Youkao entered the room, he leaned over with a smile and shook a newly cut plum branch in a funny way: "Does it look good?"

The woman pretended to sniff, her cheeks were flushed with blush, she didn't say whether it was good or not, she just said shyly: "Chunqiao, go and pick up a nice bottle for feeding."

Chunqiao bid farewell, only this couple was left in the room, Pang You took off the shoes and put them on, hugged the woman in his arms, and said to himself, "Why don't you ask someone to burn a brazier?"

The woman softened like the spring water, Jiao Didi replied: "The smoke is too much, it smells uncomfortable."

It turns out that this is Pang Youjiao's eighth concubine, the concubine of Shanglin County's magistrate, nicknamed Ya'er, although she is always a child, she is considered capable, and she has a strong stomach, and she will only wait until October Pregnancy is ripe, and it must be helped to become a second wife.

Pang Youkao's wife died early, and he had spoken earlier, as long as whoever gave birth to him a son and a half daughter, he would fill in the house.So, now, this little grandma who has just started for a long time is naturally very beautiful.

Leaving this aside, let’s just talk about Bai Jia who was locked in the woodshed, lying alone in it, so pitiful, at first he only thought that he was freezing hard, and he had to slow down, but when it was dark, his body Still not feeling a bit, sore, swollen and painful, nothing happened, I couldn’t even speak, my throat seemed to be blocked by something, there was only the sound of "ho ho", I became anxious for a while, it couldn't be cast Paralyzed and dumb?

There was only one small window open in the firewood room. Before noon, there was no sunlight inside, and there was a musty smell. Ding Dan stared straight, letting the rats crawl on his face, but he was thinking of the King of Hades in his heart. He and Guichai scolded him thousands of times.

Just as he was scolding, he saw a white shadow gradually appearing in the darkness, standing in front of him unsteadily, with a fixed look, is it the ghost who seduced the wrong soul or who?

Immediately, Bai Jia was so angry that he couldn't speak, and all his anger was directed into his eyes, wishing to swallow the other party alive.But the ghost guard ignored him, just swept his body back and forth, and then suddenly said: "Oh, it turned out to be half a quarter late, and this body is stiff."

The tone was so light that the listener could have crushed a mouthful of his back molars. However, before Bai Jia continued to scold, he heard the ghost errand spit out a sentence: "Just make do with it, it's troublesome to exchange it."

"..." These days, even the underworld is so unreliable, what is making do with it, you should try it yourself!

Bai Jia rolled his eyes helplessly, but unexpectedly, the ghost clerk pinched his chin and stuffed something down, and rolled down his throat into his stomach. He couldn't vomit, so he just opened his mouth halfway, waiting Listen to the explanation.

But the ghost messenger seemed to have not seen it, and confessed in a general way: "The effect of the medicine will take an hour to take effect", and then hurriedly disappeared, but at the end, he said: If there is another problem with the body in the future, I figured out a way to solve it by myself, but at that time, Bai Jia responded and wanted to die one more time.

An hour or two hours, every minute is hard to bear, and it should be time for dinner, the scent drifts in through the crack of the door, making the rats run more and more excitedly, and they step on it instead. Bai Jia kept complaining, the tip of the tail was in his mouth, could it be more disgusting?

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, there was a dense tingling sensation, walking up the soles of the feet. At this time, Bai Jia still couldn't move, even if he wanted to scratch or rub, so he could only carry it hard. Thinking about it, this is what it feels like to be sentenced.

Gritting his teeth for a long time, the turning point finally came. A gust of hot air came out from the viscera, rushing to the limbs and bones, diluting the unbearable itching before, but then, "Puff puff puff" several times in succession, The stench that couldn't be covered up filled the firewood room. This movement lasted for a long time, and Bai Jialu rushed out with a face, ran a long way, bent over there and gasped, wow, this How can farts be so stinky!But then again, he's all right, isn't he?Jumping on the spot, I just feel relaxed and numb.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a few pieces of rags were blown up, causing people to shudder. Bai Jia shrank her neck, and looked down at her poor, naked appearance. Just wear winter clothes.

Pang's house is a three-entry courtyard, occupying quite a large area, especially the backyard, which accounts for almost half of the whole house. Therefore, it is divided into East and West Courts. The East Court is the inner house where the female relatives live. Now, there is only one person living in Xiyuan, and that is the young master of this huge house, Pang Zhu.

Bai Jiase shrugged his shoulders and turned around like a headless chicken. This black light is blind, his eyes are full of roof ridges next to each other, let alone dressing up, he can't even tell the difference between south, east and north.

As the night got deeper and colder, the body that had just woken up seemed to be resting again. Bai Jia didn't care about many things, she stomped her feet with her arms folded, and ran over in a random direction.

As the saying goes, bad luck will always end. After running for a while, the tip of my nose smelled a faint smell of food. Needless to say, there was a kitchen nearby, and I touched my belly, and it was flat, so Bai Jia shrugged. Nosing around, he came to the door of the house. The door was half-open with a big gap, and with his current small body, he could get in sideways.

In the kitchen, there are three stoves in a row, one of which is steaming hot, and the remaining charcoal in the fire pit is not exhausted, there are a few flames dancing, and there is some dim light, which can barely illuminate the human eye.There is a plate on the stove, which contains half a piece of duck, which is still missing a leg. In the big open pot, there is half a pot left, and a few steamed buns are placed along the side, all warm.

Seeing the food, Bai Jia took a sip of her saliva, and impatiently tore a few pieces of crispy rice and steamed buns to pile up with the duck. She didn't even use chopsticks, and just picked up the plate and ate it. Don't look at how fierce he ate, but he never babbled. Mouth, therefore, chewing sound is very small.

So, after only two bites, he clearly heard a voice behind him, whispering, "Hey, where's my duck?"

There was a hand fumbling around on the stove, Bai Jia stretched her neck to look, and saw a man squatting underneath, a solid mass, with his head upturned, revealing a round face like a white face, with a stick of dirt on his mouth. The ring sauce looks like a half-grown kid.

When the young man saw him for the first time, his eyes widened, he said "Oops", he sat down, and shouted in a panic: "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!", shrinking in while shouting.

"Ghost you big head." Bai Jia had a mouth full of food, and as soon as he spoke, the scum flew everywhere: "Have you seen ghosts eating?"

Bai Jia's appearance at this time was really awkward, with a chicken coop on her head, black and white on her body, and tattered clothes hanging loosely, she looked like a ghost if she wasn't a ghost.

The boy raised his eyes hesitantly, glanced up and down a few times, and then believed: "Ah, it's not a ghost." He said, heaved a sigh of relief and wanted to stand up, but just halfway up, he suddenly stopped , just squatted down and looked at the plate in Bai Jia's hand with a tangled face: "The duck is mine."

Bai Jia turned her head to the side and spat out two bones, she had no time to reply: "Oh, thank you!", and then continued to dig.

Seeing that half of the duck had gone down, the young man sucked his thumbs aggrievedly and said eagerly, "This sauced duck is delicious."

Bai Jia didn't even raise his eyelids: "Well, it's okay." In his previous life, he hadn't eaten anything good. To be honest, this duck tasted so-so, and the meat was a bit old. If he wasn't hungry, he wouldn't be bothered to eat it. eat.

There was silence in the kitchen for a while, only the crackling of rice crust was louder, but after a short while, there was another sobbing sound.

"Why are you crying?" Bai Jia raised her head impatiently.

The boy choked up and said, "I'm hungry!", not to mention how pitiful that was.

There were still some crispy steamed buns in the pot, and Bai Jia shoveled them over with a shovel: "Here, let's eat!",

But the boy shook his head: "I want to eat meat!"

"Tsk", it's really troublesome, Bai Jia handed the plate to the person: "It's gone!"

The young man took the plate, seeing that there was still some sauce on it, he didn't dislike it, took a steamed bun to dip in and ate it, and Bai Jia was speechless.But with a few words, he can basically conclude that the child