unlucky ghost

"Hey, what's wrong with this man? Why do you give him money out of good intentions, but why do you show your face? The young master of a rich family is really arrogant." The middle-aged beggar squatted on the ground to pick up the broken silver, and dragged the little beggar away. "Follow up quickly, and ignore that young master who doesn't know what's good or bad."

The two beggars, one big and one small, chased after the group of beggars in front.

Tanxi shook her head sadly, sighed, and chased after Tanzishi.

Tan Zishi walked forward on a slope, and when he reached the door of a steamed stuffed bun shop, a black earth dog saw him in such a state of desperation, and the dog barked at him pretentiously.

Tan Zishi went to the front door of a blacksmith's shop, picked up a shoe from the ground, poured out the booty inside, and put it on his foot.

The dog yelled at Tan Zishi again, and Tan Zishi picked up a lump of stone from the ground and threw it, but missed.

He sat down on the ground extremely exhausted, completely ignoring the strange expressions of passers-by on the road, stretched his hands and feet, and lay on the ground big.

The dog barked twice more, Tanxi picked up the lump of stone from the ground, and smashed it on the dog's forehead, until the dog whimpered.

A tall and thick middle-aged man came out of the steamed stuffed bun shop, holding half of his shiny arms, and yelled at the dog: "You bastard, if you don't do business all day, you will yell at me, and tell me to pick you up!" dog skin!"

As he spoke, he threw a half-eaten bun into the food bowl.

The dog just scratched its head with its paws, and the dog looked at Tanxi not far away with teary eyes.

The shop owner looked around, saw Tan Zishi lying on the ground, stepped forward and kicked him, and cursed: "Damn beggar, what are you doing at the door of the uncle, get out of here."

Tanzi hadn't eaten for a day, and now he was hungry, thirsty and tired, so he collapsed on the ground and refused to move.

"Hey, you beggar, if you don't leave, I will beat someone!"

The store owner rolled up his sleeves and raised his fat elbows in a bravado.

A few passers-by gradually gathered around to watch the excitement, the owner of Baozipi hurriedly changed his breath, picked up the bun from the dog bowl, threw it on Tanzishi's face and said with disgust: "Go quickly, sir, I still have business, don't leave You're really welcome."

Tan Zishi picked up the bun from his face, pinched it in his hand, brought it up to his nose and smelled it, stood up slowly from the ground, threw the bun to the man's face, and said, "I'm not a beggar, hello the dog."

The man was taken aback for a moment, but Tan Zishi took advantage of his lack of reaction and ran away without a trace.

Tanxi wanted to get rid of this little boy several times, so that he could find a quiet place to steal a drink, and he really didn't want to follow this little boy to do stupid things anymore.

But thinking of Master Tan's entrustment before leaving, and thinking of the kindness of the Tan family's upbringing, the thought of leaving was snuffed out by a pair of big hands, and his conscience was uneasy.

Tanxi sighed, and cursed secretly, conscience is something you can't eat or drink, and you can't exchange money to buy favors. Instead, it grows on people like a cancer, and if you violate it a little, it will make you feel stuck. It's a useless and troublesome thing...

Tan Xi glanced affectionately at a brightly lit restaurant behind him, the appointee lowered his head again, and followed Tan Zishi again.

Let's say that Tanxi caught up with Tan Zishi, but saw him walking forward while stuffing something into his mouth.

Tanxi ran up to him to have a look, unable to cry.

Just now he actually took advantage of people's unpreparedness and stole that steamed stuffed bun again, which will be gobbling it up.

Tanxi's heart felt sore, and her nose also became sore.

At this time, Tan Zishi had lost the luxurious attire he used to have, his temple hair was disheveled, his complexion was dusty, his clothes were already filthy, and he even robbed a dog for food like a beggar.

Seriously, at that time, in the sky and at this time, he fell into the mud at this time, and he was even worse than a real beggar on the street. The beggar still had a relative beside him...

Tanxi sighed secretly for a while, and thought, no matter what, a spoiled young master like him, if he doesn't suffer some hardships, he might not be able to succeed.

The two walked forward one after the other. Tan Zishi licked his fingers after eating the buns, retracted his hands into his sleeves and turned into a small alley.

Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly turned around, folded Tanxi's body and passed through, and walked forward along the main road.

The silver moon hangs high, the stars flicker, and Tanzi returns to Tanfu along the street.

The pharmacy half a street outside the mansion had been burnt out early, and a lonely gate stood standing in the distance, and a group of people were walking back and forth outside the mansion gate holding torches.

Tanzi hurriedly dodged and hid in the entrance of a small alley on the opposite side, leaning on the edge of the wall and looking towards the door, but he didn't see the group of people leaving for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Tan Zishi suddenly fell to the ground with a bang, and Tan Xi was startled, only when he was hungry and passed out, when he hurried over to look, he saw that Tan Zishi was frowning, breathing heavily and slowly. Steady, as if in a deep sleep.

Tanxi watched him fall asleep with his arms folded and his face pressed against a cold wall, and sighed again.

I don't know how much I sighed, this sigh is chilling.

He turned around to the alley, the alley was empty and cleaner than his face, he went out of the alley again, walked to a grocery store, tore off a piece of cloth at the door, walked quietly to Tan Zishi, and took the cloth It hung on his body, and sat beside Tanzi Shi and kept watch all night.

42

"Why is there a beggar lying here?"

"Is this person dead? Why doesn't he move?"

"Oh my god, hurry up and report to the police, death is not a trivial matter, hurry up, hurry up, it's bad luck..."

When Tan Zishi opened his eyes, a group of passers-by were pointing around him, and a few bold ones were kicking his legs.

"Hey, he's awake, he's not dead..." said a young man in civilian clothes with a stubble on his face.

Tan Zishi closed his eyes again, as if he was extremely sleepy, and finally squinted his eyes and glanced at the entrance of the alley. painted.

"Little brother, are you okay? Let's see why you have become a beggar at such a young age. Have you met a robber? Do you want us to report to the Yamen for you?" The young man was warm-hearted and walked away without hesitation. Go to Tan Zishi and ask.

At this time, Tan Zishi's face had been covered with a thick layer of plaster, and his face was so black that he couldn't tell the original appearance.

He sat up from the ground in a daze, shook his head, stood up, pushed aside the crowd, and slipped away with oil on his feet.

"Hey, why don't you know good from bad, really..."

There were a few Haoxuan in the crowd who were not pushed to the ground by him, and couldn't help cursing.

Tanxi couldn't help shaking her head again, got up and followed him.

Tanzi really dangled on the street for a long while, then returned to Tanfu after a while, and sneaked in quietly when he saw no one around.

After not returning for a day, the Tan mansion was touched by thieves, the account books in the account room were thrown all over the floor, all the inkstone and abacus were smashed, and the abacus beads rolled all over the floor.

Tan Zishi stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then picked up a bright yellow pear wood bead from his feet, and put it in his skirt.

Going back to the bedroom is the same.The books on the desk were opened in a mess, all the valuables inside were taken away, and the bed was turned over.

Tan Zishi took off his dirty robe, and took off the hairpin on his head, letting his long hair fall down.

From the messy pile of clothes on the floor, he found a brocade robe embroidered with begonias, and found a pair of half-worn boots from under the bed. He was about to put them on, but he caught a glimpse of a shirt and trousers on the bed. Seeing that the one on his body was out of shape, he took off his underwear.

Tan Xi froze for a moment, but before he could react, he saw a naked body in front of his eyes, with a smooth back and a smooth complexion. After being so cold for a moment, Tan Xi hurriedly turned around and pointed at him. God swear, he Tanxi definitely didn't spy on this little boy's body on purpose, if not, his whole family would be dead!

When Tanxi turned around again, Tanzi had already put on her clothes.

It was only then that Tanxi realized that his whole family had long since died...

After washing his face, Tanzi lay down on the bed and was saddened secretly. He took out the yellowed title deed from his bosom again, held it in front of his eyes for a while, frowned, folded the paper and put it back in his lapel.

He sat up from the bed, walked to the desk, pushed a pile of books to the ground, ground the ink, laid out the paper, and began to write on the paper.

"My father left just as the house was on fire. Now that the family's wealth is gone, it's hard to repay the foreign debts. The debt collectors are asking for more and more pressure. It's useless to sell the land deeds. Therefore, Chang's disciple Tan Zi really worshiped him. I hope Brother Liu will put aside the past and look at my father Three points of thin noodles, give a helping hand, open brother will be grateful, and will repay you twice in the future..."

At this point, Tan Zishi held the brush firmly, his fingers trembled, and a drop of black ink landed on the end of the brush, immediately printing and dyeing an ink flower.

Tanzi took a deep breath irritably, dropped the pen, squeezed the letter paper in his hand, crumpled it up and threw it on the ground, then lay back down again.

Taking advantage of his deep sleep, Tanxi walked over and picked up the ball of paper on the ground again, unfolded it for a closer look, knowing that he couldn't let go of his figure to ask for help, sighed secretly, folded the paper again, took it with him and went out the door.

Tanxi stopped and stopped all the way, looking around to identify the way, and finally entered the gate of Liu's house, but he saw that there was a piece of white silk wrapped around the beam inside, and there was also a coffin in the hall, and a group of female relatives were surrounding the coffin. cry.

Tanxi searched all over the place, only to see Liu Yanzhi kneeling in the hall alone, but he did not see Liu Xunzhou.

After waiting for a long time, the sun was a bit westward, but there was still no sign of Liu Xunzhou.

Tan Xi looked at the sky, worried about Tan Zishi, so she went to the hall, quietly stuffed the paper ball into Liu Xinzhi's lapel, and then backed out.

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Since then, the good life is gone forever