unlucky ghost

The two were busy putting out the fire, and the foundation of the beam on one side was hollowed out by the fire, and it fell down with a bang.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Tanxi raised her hand and pushed Tan Zishi out.

Tanxi was buried solidly in the coals, and when she finally closed her eyes, she saw Tanzi standing outside the fire with a sad face and screaming at him.

Tanxi had a bitter face, his eyes were dark again, his head began to dizzy, and his heart suddenly felt desolate. If a hero saves the beauty, it would be worth it, but it is a pity that he died because of a little boy...

Just as I was depressed, I suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from my ears, and it took a lot of effort to barely open my eyes.

He saw a pair of feet stepping right in front of his eyelids, and the wooden boards on the ground creaked and rattled.

Tan Xi propped herself up and sat up, and now she was out of the dreamland, standing in front of her was Tan Zishi with a downcast face, his head covered in cold sweat, after walking a few steps, he collapsed on the straw shop and fell asleep again.

No more random dreams this night.

Safe and sound until dawn.

The fire in Tanzi Shimeng burned for seven consecutive nights, every time Tanxi rushed into the fire desperately to save him, but ended up dying in the fire.

Every time Tanxi had a dream, he felt exhausted, and when he saw that little boy, he no longer felt afraid. When he woke up, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then closed his eyes and slept until dawn.

Tanxi swore secretly that she would not care about such a dog's business anymore, but when Tanzi really rolled all over the floor looking like he was dying, his heart softened half, and he had to fall into it again and again. Saved him from the fire.

This night was the eighth night, and Tanxi was really overwhelmed, so he fell into his dream early, and when the flames just started, he hurried up to put them out.

"You... why are you here again?"

Tanxi patted his hand blackened by the ash, breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and crossed his legs: "Ancestor, don't burn it, you have been burned for seven days, your father doesn't blame you, you There is no need to be so guilty." Tan Zishi's face tightened, looking at the desolate autumn scenery in the yard, he was stuck on the ground like a wooden stake.

"You know my dad?"

Tanxi moved her buttocks and found a comfortable place, "Yes, not only do I know your father, I also know you."

Tanzi looked at Tanxi in puzzlement, pointed to his nose, "Do you know me?"

Tanxi nodded, "Why don't you know me? I grew up watching you grow up, I died... No, when I ascended to heaven, you were seven years old. I remember, it seems that you He also lost a front tooth, and when he speaks, he can spray people with saliva..."

Tanzi rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Shengtian, how did you ascend to heaven, did you become a fairy?"

Tanxi was speechless for a while, wasting his time, so he nodded along.

Tanzi quickly showed a surprised face, got up and knelt down in front of him, "The villain doesn't know the presence of the Great Immortal, so if you offend me, look at Haihan, don't care about me and ordinary people."

Tanxi smiled and twisted her mouth, quickly helped him up, and lied: "Don't do this big gift, I'm just an idle little fairy, I really can't afford it."

Tan Zishi got up from the ground, took a step back, and sat on the ground, "Dare to ask why the immortal came here?"

Tan Xi frowned, "You really don't remember me?"

Tan Zishi shook his head, "I really don't remember it. I heard from my father that when I was seven years old, I had a serious illness and I couldn't remember anything when I woke up. Wing."

Tanxi suddenly understood, so she stopped asking.

Tan Zishi's dream became very fast, just now it was still a desolate autumn scene, with broken walls and ruined courtyards, but now the bottom of his buttocks has turned into green grass, and there is a breeze blowing in front of him, hitting his face finely, very carefree.

Behind the two of them is a towering ancient tree, and there is a green hill not far away. At the foot of the hill, a group of cattle and sheep are leisurely grazing, chasing and playing.

Tanxi took a deep breath, pillowed her arms, leaned against the big tree behind her, and gazed comfortably into the distance.

I can see the green mountains and green waters in the distance, the beautiful scenery is natural, it is really a paradise, a fairyland on earth.

"Why is your surname Tan? Is it from Tanshui?" Tan Zishi asked suddenly.

Tanxi closed her eyes, the breeze was blowing on her face comfortably, and sighed contentedly, "Well, it's Tanshui's Tan, your father named me, but my real name is not Tanxi."

"My father..." Tan Zishi looked puzzled, "Then what is your real name?"

Tanxi lay quietly for a long while before saying, "I probably forgot too..."

Tanzi really didn't speak anymore, leaning against the big tree, and looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers in the distance together with Tanxi.

The mountains and rivers in the distance are illusory and unpredictable. The mountains rise one after another but shift in an instant, and the clear water surrounds the mountains but floats up and down like clouds.

I don't know how long I sat there. The cattle and sheep in the distance were buried in the grass for a while, then showed their heads again, and then disappeared out of thin air. When Tanxi turned his head to look, Tanzishi closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

His brows and eyes are stretched, his lips are lightly pursed, and his face is very quiet, like a scholar who has nothing to do with the world, which is very pleasing.

However, Tanxi knew his temperament best, but the appearance of this man was very different from the inside.

Tanxi took off her robe and covered him, it was a good dream.

Just rejoicing, the blue sky suddenly thundered, and a cloud of thick clouds approached in the distance. Then, the thunder became louder and louder, and a hole in the sky was about to burst out.

Tanxi only felt her body sway, and her eyes darkened, but she was out of a dream.

He only heard the sound of someone hammering on the small door of the firewood room, and the thunder in the dream should have been the illusion of the knocking on the door.

Tan Zishi was sleepy, opened his eyes, and saw someone knocking on the door, covered his ears and went back to sleep.

Tan Zi was really annoyed by the noise, went to the door and kicked it, shouting: "What's the noise, it's so early in the morning that you don't let people sleep!"

The fifth son held back his hands outside, hehe laughed twice, "Master told me to let you out, I lost the key when I went out yesterday, so I can only open the door for you with an axe."

The fifth son hacked with the ax for a while, and the iron lock broke with a snap, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

"It's so early, why are you looking for me?" Tanzi said angrily.

The five sons took a few breaths, stood up with the ax in hand, looked Tan Zishi up and down, with arrogance in his eyes, "Now you are not a young master Tan, you are a servant bought by our young master, signed a contract of sale, how come Is the shelf still that big?"

Tan Zishi gritted his teeth and did not speak.

The fifth son sneered, and said again: "Since you have signed the contract of sale, you have to act like a servant. You and I are both servants, so why show embarrassment in front of me."

Tan Zishi raised his eyes and glared at him.

The fifth son said to himself: "Don't hate me, I'm just a handyman who runs errands for a living, the young master thought of you today, and said that the Feng family doesn't support idlers, so they sent me to arrange work for you."

Tanzi endured it, and asked, "What kind of work?"

The fifth son wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his finger and pointed to a few big wooden barrels outside the kitchen, "A pampered young master like you is useless without my father, so go to the kitchen first and do odd jobs under Chef Wang's hands." .”

After the fifth son left, a short, stocky middle-aged man came in and asked in a rough voice, "Are you the sixth son?"

Tanzi really didn't want to take care of him at all, the man asked again, and then said angrily: "Yes."

The middle-aged man stared at him for a while, then threw a coarse cloth shirt on him, "I'm Cook Wang, I wear this, the kitchen is short of a handyman, let's go."

Although Tan Zishi showed reluctance on his face, he had no choice but to follow.

The kitchen of the Feng family is not far from the firewood house where Tan Zishi lives. It is a large room with two wooden tables placed side by side in the middle, and the radish, cabbage, chicken, duck and fish are piled up to the brim.

Next to the back wall, there are as many as five or six stoves alone.

In the kitchen, there are ten cooks, all of them are elderly, the servants who cook the fire are not very old, and there is another one who is about the size of a pigeon, named Xiao Fu, who has very agile legs and feet, running in and out It's very happy.

Chef Wang led Tan Zishi into the kitchen, everyone was busy without raising their heads.

"Go get two buckets of water first." Cook Wang picked up a large kitchen knife from the case and chopped off the fish head with one knife.

Tanzi frowned.

"Why are you standing still, don't hurry up." Seeing that he was not moving, Cook Wang scolded.

Tan Zishi looked around and picked up two buckets with his hands.

"Use a load to pick."

Tanzi put down the barrel, "What is a burden?"

Chef Wang stuck the kitchen knife on the case with a bang, and took out a long and flat stick from the stove for him with a straight face.

Tan Zishi took it, holding it in his hand like a fool, not knowing what use this thing is.

Chef Wang plunged the kitchen knife into the case with another bang.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Tan Zishi, all showing the expression that this person is stupid than a pig.

Seeing that Chef Wang's face turned from red to liver-colored, Xiao Fu hurriedly ran to Tan Zishi with a grin, and grabbed the burden, "Don't be angry, Uncle Wang, he didn't understand when he came here, I'll teach him."

With that said, he pulled Tan Zishi and ran out.

Xiao Fu dragged him and ran out of the backyard, then stopped, hung two wooden barrels on each end, lifted them up and placed them on his shoulders, took his hands and supported them on the burden.

"The burden is used in this way, how come you don't even understand this?"

Tan Zishi shook the two empty wooden barrels, thinking it was funny for a while. "In the past, my cook didn't use this thing, and the well was right at the door of the kitchen."

Xiao Fu felt that this person was very stupid, but he also felt that his heart was not bad, so he asked, "Could it be that you are the young master that the young master bought back?"

Tanzi had had enough shaking, and put the bucket down again, "Why, you also want to see my jokes?"

Xiao Fu hurriedly laughed and said: "Where is it, you and I are slaves, how could I see your jokes."

Tanzi didn't say a word, he picked up the load and walked forward, passed through the rockery and pavilion stones, and then turned back. Seeing that Xiaofu was still there, he asked, "Where is the well?"

Tanxi sat on a short rock not far away, yawned lazily, and looked at Tanzi really stupidly.

Xiao Fu looked at Tan Zishi in disbelief, and pointed to the side of the arch.

Tan Zishi turned his head and saw that there was a well next to the base of the wall, and there was a wooden wheel on the edge of the well covered with moss, and a thick layer of thick hemp rope was wound around it.

Tanzi frowned stupidly without knowing it, thanked him, walked straight to the well, and threw the wooden barrel into it with a "boom".

Xiao Fu couldn't laugh or cry, "Tie the bucket to the hemp rope first, and then throw it down."