[comprehensive] superior skills

There is no rush or slow time, and it is another year of rainy season.

The long-overdue clear rain washed away the dry heat in the air, and even the little daughters-in-law of the big officials who painted the street were washed away like the mottled walls painted in the old years, red, red, white and white, so ridiculous .

On the Qiantang market, there is a row of hot shops, skipping the high and low restaurants, pharmacies, and gouache clothing shops, and suddenly a very cool frontage pops up.

Outside the open door, there is neither a guise fluttering in the wind nor exquisite and eye-catching decorations. There are only two simple silver and white characters on the black plaque above the store door: Xiangmian.

The inside of the store is as simple as a teahouse in the countryside. In the empty room, apart from the bookshelves for sundries, there is only a long table in the middle, and a grand chair on each side.

In the seat inside, a young man with red lips and white teeth was leaning on it and dozing off with his eyes closed. Behind him, but a few steps away, there was a heavy curtain separating the inner courtyard.

After a while, a child in a light blue wide-sleeved double-breasted jacket came out from the curtain holding a steaming kettle.

He first looked helplessly at the gentleman who had been sleeping all night with his big round black eyes, and then carefully placed the kettle on the copper stove in the corner.

When the water boiled and the tea was fragrant, he took an oval-shaped jujube wood-carved food box from the shelf and served it on the table along with the tea.

The little boy's voice was tender, but there was a faint hint of ridicule, "Wake up, sir, it's time for lunch."

"Ok?"

Hearing the familiar call, Song Ci finally woke up from the state of chicken pecking rice, "What time is it?"

"It's already three quarters past noon!"

The little boy couldn't help but straighten his face, "It's not that Yan'er said to you that you sleep six out of twelve hours a day. How can this be possible? When you enlightened Yan'er earlier, you said that you should not be neglected. The time and the day's plan lies in the morning, why don't you set an example when you come here?"

"Naughty, I think your wings are stiff, how dare you pick on Mr.'s fault!"

Song Ci cleared his throat with a green plum in his mouth, "Sir, I have already seen my face. The face shows that if you want to be safe and successful in this life, you can only go with the flow, and you can't force everything."

The little boy looked disbelieving, "People say that doctors don't heal themselves, so what can you see in the mirror?"

"Hey, this kid is really awesome!"

Song Ci picked out a piece of sour plum from the food box and stuffed it into his mouth, "Mr. eats more salt than you eat rice, and you still need you to be bored? Hurry up and take the goose out to eat!"

Seeing Yan'er's sour face wrinkled into a ball, Song Ci smiled complacently.

You can't stand it after only sleeping for six hours, and you still have three to five months of sleep in the future.

Xu Shi was thinking about eating lunch, but Yan'er moved quickly this time, and in the blink of an eye, she brought out a child who was slightly older than Shi's little girl.

"Hey, the little goose is awake, hurry up and give Mr. a hug."

Song Ci reached out to take the boy wearing a tiger hat, pinched the soft flesh on his cheek, and said to Yan'er in a blink of an eye, "Go to the Sun's noodle shop at the end of the street and buy two bowls of mutton noodles, and add a dish of lake fish. If you have any delicious side dishes, come with two plates."

Yan'er agreed bluntly, stepped on the stool to grab a lot of copper coins from the money box on the top of the bookshelf, and walked along the eaves on the street to keep out the rain.

Song Ci looked at the disappearing back of the child and sighed, "Little Goose, Little Goose, just because of your brother, you have to be enlightened sooner."

She also didn't expect to meet the pair of little beggars curled up in the corner again. She didn't know that the shop had only been open for more than a month, and the older brother came to clean the fallen leaves and garbage outside the door every day.

Song Ci guessed that the owner of the stall that day somehow knew that he had set up a shop here, and specially instructed the child to come over to please him.

There may be some sad and helpless little calculations among them, but in the face of such a pair of hard-fated brothers, she really couldn't bear to ignore them.

Slowly tasted it for half a month and saw that these two brothers are not bad in nature. Besides, if they don’t have enough food and clothing every day, I’m afraid they will turn into a pile of dry bones before winter. They really needed to find a boy who served tea and water, so Song Ci kept them.

The older of the two children is Zhang Hong and the younger is Zhang Hu. He was originally a son of a wealthy family, but he had to leave his hometown and flee for disaster only because his parents died and his family fell into poverty.

In fact, it is said that the family is in decline, but it is nothing more than a disaster caused by the elders in the clan fighting for property.

Song Ci didn't ask about the specific reasons, but only used the nicknames "Yan" and "Goose" for the two children on the grounds that the names were too good for fear of being overwhelmed.

It's a pity that after all, it was because of the ups and downs that he suffered too much. The little goose hasn't spoken much until now, and even his reaction is half a beat slower than normal children.

When the little goose sitting on the table couldn't help but stretch out his hands to grab the fruit, Yan'er rushed back from the door with a food box and said excitedly: "Sir, I saw that the new fried lung in the store was good, so I bought it." One dish."

"Put it on."

Song Ci hugged the little goose on his lap, "There are not many people going to the streets when it rains, and the store will not open in the afternoon."

While she was talking, Li Gongfu, who was dripping all over his body, ran in in a hurry, "Help, brother!"

"Brother Li, what's the matter?"

Song Ci hurriedly went out to welcome him and sat him down on the chair, "Speak slowly if you have something to do, maybe you're having trouble with your sister-in-law again?"

It's not to blame her for thinking wildly, but living next door for such a long time, I have seen the way of getting along with the couple next door, and I really complied with the old saying that hitting is kissing and scolding is love.

"Not that mother-in-law!"

Li Gongfu took a sip of tea anxiously, then panted and said: "Master Qian found that the county government had lost several thousand taels of silver intermittently when he was clearing the account. Breaking into the mansion, but this is a strange thing, no matter how much I and my guards watch closely day and night, the money just disappeared as if it had grown wings! Now the master’s concubine insists that it is me The guards stole themselves, and said that if Ku Yin is not recovered within ten days, he will be tortured! Brother, tell me, brother, am I that kind of person?!"

The point is that even if he has the heart, he doesn't have the guts. Now he is taking the blame for others for no reason, and he is really wronged!

"Oh, there is such a miracle?"

Song Ci sent Yan'er back to the inner courtyard with his younger brother, and poured a cup of tea for Li Butou with his own hands, "But the theft of the treasury silver is not a trivial matter, why didn't the boss say to report it to the government office, but to attack Brother Li instead?"

"Hey, brother, I don't know something. It's a small thing for our county magistrate to lose money, but it's a big deal to leave a bad comment from the Shangguan in the end-of-year assessment!"

Li Gongfu frowned and drank green tea as wine to relieve his worries, "Besides, this matter is really strange. I didn't give up last night, so I hid in the warehouse with two confidantes all night. I didn't see any thieves at that time, but the silver fluttered and flew away from the window by itself! Do you think this is scary? I learned everything from the county magistrate, and he insisted that it was me. Get rid of responsibility and talk nonsense!"

If it wasn't for the clues about the case of the Dianshi River water ghost from Shi Erlang's mouth earlier, there is really no way to ask for help.

"Could it be that this silver has become fine, and it can escape with long legs like that ginseng doll."

Song Ci joked, knowing in his heart that this matter must be caused by ghosts and ghosts, "Let me meet Brother Li first, and see where the turning point of this matter is."

"Oh, dear brother!"

Seeing that the only person he could count on refused to speak easily, Li Gongfu had no choice but to stand up and bow again and again, "It's about my brother's wealth and life, so don't make excuses anymore!"

Song Ci still smiled, "Brother Li, what is the meaning of this? Brother Yu is best at meeting people, isn't this just for you?"

"My dear brother, wise people don't speak secretly!"

Li Gongfu took her hand and said eagerly: "I know that you are a hermit in the mountains and easily impatient to pay attention to these messy mortal things, but if you don't see our brothers getting acquainted, it should be because of how much your sister-in-law takes care of you. Can you help me out?"

When my brothers from the Zhao family moved here, my mother-in-law said earlier that she shouldn't sell the yard next door to foreigners who didn't know her basics. After a few days, she hated the people who lived next door and even the old hen at home wouldn't lay eggs.

How did they get along in the end? It's not like talking about Mr. Zhao at home every day. A talented person must be a well-educated young lady to be considered a good match. The caring in his heart is only one level worse than that of his own brother.

Speaking of Mrs. Li, who had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, Song Ci's face became serious, "The warehouse is an important place, and the county magistrate doesn't even believe the head catcher in the mansion, so how can he allow outsiders to interfere?"

"Well, I have to wrong my brother a bit."

Li Gongfu approached in a low voice and said: "It's natural that the Elder Master is still awake during the day, but when he enters the concubine's yard at night, it's up to our brothers to decide. Now all the yamen servants guarding the warehouse in the mansion are worried for fear of the Elder Master Take someone to top the tank, and the news will definitely not be leaked."

"Since Big Brother Li's plan is so appropriate, it would be unreasonable for Brother Yu to evade it."

Song Ci turned to look at the hourglass on the bookshelf, "It's still early, let me make some preparations, and go to the Yamen Gate to meet Brother Li after dark."

"Brothers!"

Finally got the letter, Li Gongfu clenched his fists excitedly, "Brother is waiting for you!"

After discussing important matters, he didn't delay any longer, and went back to the yamen to find some good hands who were tight-lipped and reliable.

After the people walked away, Yan'er came out with a bowl of warm mutton noodles, "Mr. Weidao said that he won't open the door in the afternoon, so he really did the math for himself."

"Smart teeth!"

Song Ci didn't dislike the noodles, so he took a bite of the soft lumps crushed into pieces with a spoon accompanied by fried lung slices, "You stay in the yard with the little goose at night, no matter how noisy it is outside Just do not know."

The safety of her shop is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Not only did she search for places in the corners and eaves to press amulets, but she also specially enshrined two door gods, grandpa, to guard the house, so that ordinary little monsters would not dare to come in and disturb them.

After filling his stomach and eating a few pieces of candied cherries to clear his mouth, Song Ci slowly turned back to the main room in the backyard to pack up the equipment in his hands, leaving Yan'er in charge of closing the business.

As far as the treasures that she could use, apart from the magic equipment that was so easy to hide from people so far, the only thing left was the property that was kindly gifted by the flying fairy.

The goblin bone skin that was poured out of the Qiankun bag that day seemed weird, but it also allowed her to find some suitable objects.

Just like that piece of ugly toad skin the size of the wall, although it always has an indescribable strange smell, it is equivalent to a treasure armor that is invulnerable to fire and water. Even compared with ordinary armor, this monster skin is at least as strong It should be able to withstand the attack of the little demon of the same year.

There is also a pair of indestructible lizard claws and snow-white and smooth spider silk, which are also used by Song Ci as the lowest attack weapons and ropes to bind demons.

Maybe the weapons in the Qiankun bag used by the goblins to defend against the enemy still have more power and nowhere to display them, but who told her to cultivate a little bit of demon power after a few months of cultivation, and she could barely make a lighter-sized flame on her fingertips. It's even more hopeless.

"There is still no heroine's life!"

After tidying up the bed full of odds and ends, Song Ci sighed lazily, "If this goes on like this, don't say 700 years, even 7000 years won't bring about a positive result."

Fortunately, she only complained verbally and didn't really take it to her heart, she just pulled off the thin quilt and fell asleep for a long time.

When the pre-set alarm clock ticked off, the thick window paper on the straight window was already slightly flushed.

"What a cloud of fire."

Song Ci first tied the spider silk to the inner layer of his belt, and then hid the connected lizard claws in the purple bag that he was wearing, "It seems that the county government is going to lose money again tonight."

Before going out, she purposely went around to the wing room, and saw Yan'er and Xiao Goose brothers reading a story book in the room, thinking that there would be food in the kitchen, so she quietly left the yard.

All the way to the county government office, the red clouds in the sky also sank.

Li Gongfu was wandering around the door like a blindfolded donkey, and when he looked up, he saw the savior, "My dear brother, you are finally here!"

"Since I have promised Brother Li, how can I break my promise!"

Song Ci smiled and raised the good wine and good food in his hand, "A little heart will strengthen the courage of the brothers in the yamen."

The wine and food were all drugged, and the yamen servants in charge would not know who they were when they ate it, so as not to cause trouble to her if it was spread out one day.

Li Gongfu was taken aback for a moment, thinking how could he be drinking and messing up when he was in urgent need of vigilance, then seeing the smile in his brother's eyes, he immediately understood her intentions.

"Don't worry, leave everything to my brother!"

Li Gongfu was also unambiguous, carrying the wine and food, he poured the yamen guards who accompanied him to his post, and only waited for everyone to be completely drunk before locking the door from the outside.

"My virtuous brother, there are only you and me left in the county government office now!"

Li Gongfu clenched the oxtail knife in his hand, "Whether Ku Yin can find it or not, my little brother's life depends entirely on you."

Song Ci looked at Li Butou suspiciously with amused expression, and handed him a small plastic eyedropper bottle, "Pour one drop into each eye."

Li Gongfu looked suspiciously at the soft sac in his hand that looked like a peeled egg, "What is this?"

"Cow tears."

Song Ci looked around and said softly: "It can make people see unclean things."

"Huh? I've never heard that ordering this thing can make people go to hell!"

Although Li Gongfu didn't believe it, he could only do as he said.

"If it's true or not, you won't know until you try it."

Song Ci wasn't sure if the cow's tears in this world had the same effect, but what she bought from Ma Xiaoling must be useful.

With Li Gongfu as the witness, no matter how the case is settled in the future, it will not implicate himself, a strange man.

"Brother, why didn't I see anything?"

Li Gongfu raised his head slightly, "This yard is still pitch black, and there is not even a shadow of a ghost."

"It's not too late, and the ghosts can't be seen if they don't appear."

Song Ci pushed the man back to the eaves, "Besides, the land of the government office does not attract evil spirits, and it would be difficult for ghosts to enter if it weren't for the old age."

The most surprising thing about this matter is that if it is really a ghost who committed the crime, the alien who would not eat fireworks would come here to steal money.

Even if they like jeweled playthings like the demons subdued by the white snake, ordinary shops are not enough for them to toss about, so why go to the county government to take risks.

Song Ci was secretly thinking about the possibility of being framed by a skilled juggler, when Li Gongfu, who had been lying on his stomach and pretending to be dead, suddenly squeezed her wrist tightly, and whispered in a trembling voice: "Quick, look there!"

Song Ci followed the prestige, but saw five smoky beams of color lightly crossing the courtyard wall and heading straight for the warehouse under the two of them.

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Song Ci: Lady Bai is here~~

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