Bai Yaopu

Chapter 3
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When a person is really happy, the smile will shine.

1
A man and a woman flew out of the "Yuanbao Hall" in front of them, their postures were smooth, and they landed in a mess. Not only did the woman's bun fall apart, but a large part of her long hair was also burnt, and the smoke from it had not cleared away. .

At this moment in the evening, there are many people coming and going in the market, men and women quickly form a circle around them, whispering and laughing, watching the excitement is no big deal.

From behind the wide-open shop door, a man came leisurely, with a white turban, a white blouse, a fair face, neatly tied black hair, in his twenties, with delicate features, lazily leaning against the door frame, Holding a white jade abacus about a foot long in one hand, and a lighted white candle in the other, he calmly said to the man and woman lying on the ground who hadn't gotten up yet: "The rule of Yuanbao Hall is that there is no bargaining. Someone said it."

"You can't hit people without bargaining!" The man over [-] sat up that year, the palm prints on his face were still bright red, pointed at him and yelled, "Believe it or not, I will report to the police!"

"Report to the official! You must report to the official!" The woman who came back to her senses also burst into tears, slapping her knees with one hand and pointing at him, "You, a low-class person who deals with dead people, dare to do anything to us! You still burn My hair! There is no law! There is no law!"

He chuckled, turned around and went back to the room, the couple scolded even more vigorously when they saw this.

After a while, he returned to the door, still holding the white candle, but the abacus in the other hand was replaced by a large bowl, which was filled with a bowl full of liquid like water. Splash will go out.

Suddenly there was a strange smell in the air, like bad wine.

Before the two of them could speak, the candle in his hand had fallen to the ground. As soon as the flame touched the liquid stained on the ground, it immediately released a flame and rushed towards the two of them.

"Ah! He wants to burn us again!" The woman jumped up, grabbed her husband, and ran away crying and howling before the flames jumped to them, cursing as she ran, "You madman who kills a thousand swords!" Han! Sooner or later your shop will be closed and your head cut off!"

He leaned over to pick up the extinguished candle, and without looking at the crowd, he just said, "You guys also want to try the fire phoenix wine I just made? Once it touches the body and catches fire, it only takes a moment to burn to ashes. It can be used to cremate the bones again It couldn't be better."

The crowd dispersed in a loud bang, several of them even claimed to be unlucky, and seemed to fear and hate him at the same time.

"Everyone has business, remember to take care of me!" He put his hands to his mouth, and shouted at everyone as if nothing happened, then went back to bring a basin of water, and extinguished the flames on the ground.

Outside the door, there was a person standing there without moving, a little girl in red with two braids tied, arms crossed, staring at him inexplicably.

"Tsk tsk, are you here?" He glanced at her, neither surprised nor happy, just looked around, "Alone? Where's the little monk?"

A small bald head poked out from behind her in fear, and on top of the bald head, another half-black and half-white fox face sneaked out, and the three guys all looked at him.

He looked at them and blinked: "You have pets again?"

"Where is it? It's still trash." She walked up with regret, and looked up at the golden "Yuanbaotang" on the store door, "Long time no see, Ye Fengjun."

2
The inner room of the Yuanbao Hall is filled with sandalwood, surrounded by fragrant wax paper money and various paper ties. Taoyao is playing with a newly made paper figurine: "You haven't made much progress in your craft, why are you so fat?" Such an ugly girl, wouldn't she jump out of the coffin to look for you in case the guests would be dissatisfied?"

"Guests have always liked plump beauties." Ye Fengjun put a plate of cakes in front of Moya and Fox, touched their heads respectively, and said lovingly, "Eat more, you are skinny, and you haven't eaten much with Taoyao." Have a full meal?"

Grinding his teeth with tears in his eyes, his expression was full of capitalized "you understand me".

"Ye Fengjun, don't make up other people's lives." Taoyao said without turning her head, "It's as if following you will have a good life." She put down the paper figurine and turned her head to grit her teeth just after putting the pastry in her mouth. Said: "If I were you, I wouldn't eat the food given by this kind of person."

"But...it's so delicious!" Moya grabbed one with each hand, ate one by himself, and fed the other to the fox in his arms. Both guys ate happily.

Ye Fengjun sat down, looked at them across the table happily, and asked, "The little fox is so cute. Why does its tail look like a rabbit? Does it have a name?"

"Get out!" Tao Yao said.

"Why are you scolding me?" Ye Fengjun shook his head, "You haven't improved your temper at all."

Taoyao rolled her eyes: "Whoever has the time to scold you, I say this fox is going to get out."

Ye Fengjun laughed out loud: "Do you have any grudges?"

"No, no, it's not called get out!" The molar with a mouth full of cake crumbs hastily denied.

"I said, it's either it or you." Tao Yao pointed to Moya and then to the fox, "It can also be called Moya, and you can call it fuck off, choose yourself."

Grinding her teeth and blushing anxiously: "Taoyao, you can't always bully people like this! Didn't you agree that if one person gives in, we'll tell him to roll!"

Tao Yao snorted.

"Gun Gun... It's not much better." Ye Fengjun scratched his nose, "You two have been together for so many years, you have no feelings but family affection, it's not warm at all."

Tao Yao didn't speak, her eyes fell on a black lacquered wooden box in the middle of the shelf, there was no lock on it, and strange patterns were painted on it with gold lacquer.

Except for her and Ye Fengjun, no one can open this box.

She only touched the box lightly with her fingers, and the lid popped open obediently. There was no gold, silver or jewelry inside, but a stack of white papers seven inches long and three inches wide. Small, cinnabar-like red dots.

She closed the lid of the box, put it back in place, and said, "You came to me just to discuss how I can get along with Moya? This would be a waste of the paper I gave you."

"Why be so stingy. There are still so many left, which will be enough for the next few years." Ye Fengjun disagreed.

"It seems that your business is doing well." She sat down at the table, neither drinking his tea nor eating the pastries he gave.

"It's not bad." Ye Fengjun smiled slightly, "Death is like a leaf falling, and I meet you again when the leaves fall. My name is right, and Yuanbaotang is also right. I really don't have to worry about business. You see, yesterday's in the south of the city In order to worship our ancestors, Master Huang bought me a whole set of paper bundles. It is a big deal. It is the most expensive set in my Yuanbao Hall. There are mansions, chariots and horses, golden boys and girls..."

"Don't put gold on your face. When you were down and down, you didn't have any skills other than origami. Fortunately, I had a unique vision and suggested that you open a paper shop. The best thing you did in your life was not to give this name. It’s not that you opened this shop, but you met me!” Tao Yao rudely interrupted him, “And I’m not talking about your business of making money, I’m talking about the ‘paper’ business! I remember the last time I gave I gave you a thousand copies, and now there are less than two hundred left."

Ye Fengjun shrugged: "This business is naturally better."

"Our family, Gungun, once patronized you." Tao Yao pouted at the fox.

"Really? No wonder I don't hate it." He smiled, "It's a pity that there are too many monsters who come to me, and I really can't remember." He paused, then changed the subject, "But the amount you gave me last time is indeed It’s much more than before, and you usually give a hundred, why are you suddenly so generous?”

"Do you still dislike making more money for you?" Tao Yao asked back.

"I'm thinking of you." Ye Fengjun said seriously, "Who doesn't know that you are lazy, although you have the title of 'ghost doctor', but you live in Taodu all the year round, and you rarely walk around the rivers and lakes. It is rare to find you for treatment." The luck of the smoke from the ancestral grave. Now that there are so many 'papers' scattered, there must be many more monsters coming to you than before, don't you think it's bothering you?"

"It's one thing for them to look for me, it's another for me to go or not, you don't have to worry about it." Tao Yao glanced at him, "As long as you do what I tell you well, I won't make things difficult for you, between us Agreement shall remain in force forever."

Ye Fengjun let out a sigh of relief: "Everyone said 'this person is dead, something to burn paper'. When it fell on you, Miss Taoyao, it was 'this person is not dead, something to burn paper'. It is a good story to tell."

Taoyao looked at the sky with both eyes: "It's a good summary."

The "paper" in the Yuanbao Hall in Central Shu is a life-saving talisman in the eyes of many monsters. As long as you get this piece of paper, write your identity and where your illness is, and burn it, the above content will be able to reach Taoyao. To save, we can only see whether she is in a good mood or not.She and Ye Fengjun were old acquaintances, they had a gentleman's agreement, and they kept their past secret, including Ye Fengjun's real identity.In short, he is just an ordinary person living in Chengdu, earning a living by running this small paper shop called Yuanbaotang, and secretly selling the "life-saving paper" Taoyao gave him to monsters to earn more money. Don't live a happy life with money and treasures.

However, because there are often monsters coming and going in Shu, it is inevitable to attract the attention of some "experts", and the saying that "there are many monsters in Shu" has spread like wildfire. The "high-ranking people" of all walks of life who entered Shu never stopped.These cultivators are neither enemies nor friends to Yu Taoyao, and she also set a rule for Ye Fengjun: only sell paper, don't meddle in other people's business.

Ye Fengjun has always kept this rule very well.

But this time, the person who burned the paper to find her was Ye Fengjun.If it wasn't for him, she should have left Chengdu with her teeth and rolled to Bianjing. I heard that the most lively place is the place where the Son of Heaven is, and there are countless strange people and strange things. It is worth a visit.

At this time, a plate of pastries had already reached the bottom, molars and rolling licked their mouths in sync.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Fengjun asked.

"It's delicious." Grinding his teeth, he said, "It just feels a little astringent at the end. What kind of pastry is this?"

"Astringent?" Ye Fengjun was taken aback, and blurted out, "I added jujube nectar to this poison, so the taste should be slightly sweet and not astringent."

Grinding his teeth to petrification on the spot, he opened his mouth wide and pointed at him: "You...you give us poison?"

"I'll just give it a try. It is said that the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan is the most poisonous in the world, so I don't accept it." Ye Fengjun was a little annoyed, "Eating this poison of mine not only won't rot the intestines, but it will also make people's internal organs clear. , breathing smoothly, and then drove the crane west in a beautiful dream. Do you think it's amazing?"

"But I don't want to drive the crane west yet. I'm still young, and I still want to ask for alms." Moya cried anxiously, "In ancient times, Shen Nong tasted all kinds of herbs, why don't you try the medicine on yourself now!"

Ye Fengjun waved his hand embarrassingly: "I don't like sweets."

"You..." Grinding his teeth and covering his stomach, he hurriedly asked the fox, "What's wrong with you?"

Rolling rolling his eyes, he burped.

"It's over..." Moya choked up and said, "Amitabha, I didn't expect that today is the day when I moya pass away, and I don't know if I can see the Buddha after I die. I hope that the Buddha will make Gun Gun the next life, and stop being a foolish person who is poisoned to death. Fox, woo woo woo."

Taoyao gloated and said, "You're just greedy. I told you a long time ago that you can't eat this person's food. You dare to eat his food, a strange thing that would set him on fire if he couldn't reach a deal."

"Taoyao, if you don't save me, save me." Moya rushed over and hugged her leg sadly, "I won't be able to recite scriptures for you in the future, if you feel lonely, I will leave you the prayer beads as a souvenir. "

"Don't! If you were really poisoned to death, he did a good thing for me." She pushed him away before the snot from her teeth fell.

"Now is not the time to confess your last words." Ye Fengjun patted Moya on the shoulder, and winked at him, "I have an antidote!"

"Ah?" Grinding his teeth turned sadness into joy, "So you didn't want to poison me to death?"

"You didn't buy my things to bargain, so why did I poison you to death?" Ye Fengjun said seriously, "I just want you to tell me all your feelings after taking the poison, and then I will give you a solution before you die from the poison." Medicine, don't worry."

Grinding his teeth with a mournful face: "Can't you just give it to me now?"

"I told you that I'm testing medicine, so what if you don't wait until the last moment, you and fuck me, just do me a favor." He chuckled.

"Well, Boss Ye, we are talking about the lives of a man and a fox. Can you take a little seriously?" Not a normal guy!

Before he finished speaking, an abnormal gurgling sound came out of Moya and his rolling stomach at the same time, and then Moya let out a loud fart, and he stood up, blushing, "I'm going...go..."

"The latrine is behind!" Ye Fengjun pointed in a direction, Grinding his teeth and rolling away immediately disappeared.

Tao Yao covered her nose and glared at Ye Fengjun: "What did you feed them!"

"New medicine, it is inevitable that there will be some effects that even I don't understand." Ye Fengjun poured himself a cup of tea with a smile, "You can drink it too, the tea is not poisonous."

"Who will believe you." Tao Yao said impatiently, "Quickly tell me what you want to do with wasting a piece of paper on me?"

Ye Fengjun put away his smile: "How about you save a monster for me?"

"Save the monsters for you?" Tao Yao raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were only good at dealing with dead people, refining drugs and cruelty to animals."

"I love this world very much." Ye Fengjun said solemnly, "and respect every life, including the dead."

"What monster?"

"Shug gold."

3
Zhu Xiaobao was one of the few guests who could impress Ye Fengjun deeply.

The reasons are--one, rich; two, not blah blah;

The things that Yuanbaotang sells are not for living people, but Zhu Xiaobao is here for living people, and Ye Fengjunxin readily agreed to do business with him.

If I remember correctly, the first time he visited Yuanbaotang was on New Year's Eve a year ago.

That year was not too cold, it was considered a warm winter. On New Year’s Eve, festive lanterns were hung on the streets everywhere people lived, and Spring Festival couplets were pasted up, and most shops closed early.After seeing off the last guest who came to buy incense wax to worship ancestors, Ye Fengjun looked at the sparsely populated streets, and said in his heart that if there were no more customers, he would be closed for the New Year. You have prepared a steaming hot pot at the famous Tianxiang Building, waiting for him to have a feast, thinking about it is very happy.

However, just a moment before he closed the shop, someone came in panting.

"My little brother, the store is closed. You can come back after the third year of junior high school." Ye Fengjun looked at the young man in his 20s, because he ran too fast, his face was flushed, and his nose came out.

The young man supported the door with one hand to prevent him from closing it, and with the other hand he took out a small purse from his pocket, out of breath, he said, "Don't... please forgive me for a moment, boss, I won't take much effort from you... I'll take it Gold pays the bill!"

As he said that, the young man hurriedly untied the purse, and shook out three shiny gadgets from inside, held it in his hand and brought it under Ye Fengjun's nose.

"Eh?" Ye Fengjun's eyes lit up.

"Real gold." The young man looked at the three yellow gold flakes in his palm, "It's a little thinner, but it's definitely genuine."

Ye Fengjun thought for a while, and stepped aside: "What do you want to buy? Come in and choose. I just built a fairyland fairyland yesterday, and it would be great to burn it to the ancestors. There are also new stacks of gold and silver ingots, and the incense candles are better than the old ones." .Why don’t you buy a whole set, brother, and I’ll give you a cheaper price.”

"No, no, I won't buy these." The young man waved his hands again and again.

"Don't buy these?" Ye Fengjun immediately lost his face, "If you come to my Yuanbao Hall, what should you buy instead of these? For the Chinese New Year, if my little brother came here to tease me, I would be angry."

"Boss, you misunderstood." The young man hurriedly stuffed the gold piece into his purse, and put it in Ye Fengjun's hands without any explanation. "I came to buy a butterfly made of paper, the kind with moving wings. I asked people in the city, It is said that Boss Ye of Yuanbaotang is the best at origami in the world, so he came here in a hurry."

Ye Fengjun was taken aback: "A butterfly made of paper?"

"En!" The young man nodded vigorously, "I hope you can help me."

Ye Fengjun looked him up and down, and asked doubtfully, "Your ancestor liked butterflies in his lifetime?"

"No, no, my mother is still alive." The young man hurriedly explained, "She is not in good health, and she has no other hobbies on weekdays. She likes to fold kittens, dogs, and birds. A few days ago, she was folding butterflies again. But no matter what, the old lady couldn't fold it into the desired shape, and the old lady was worried. She couldn't eat, and couldn't sleep well. I tried to persuade the old lady for a long time, but the old lady was still not happy. Alas, this person is getting old, but It's getting younger and younger as you live, like a child, very stubborn."

"That's it..." Ye Fengjun weighed the purse, smacked his lips and said, "Although the things I folded with my own hands are priceless treasures, they are not easy to sell, but for your filial piety, I will make an exception. Listen. Your accent doesn't sound like a local, how do you call it?"

The young man said happily: "My surname is Zhu, Zhu Xiaobao. I came from Luoyang two years ago with my mother, and now I live in Chenghuang Lane."

"Zhu Xiaobao...Okay, I remember your name." Ye Fengjun patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "Boy, you are the first guy here who buys something for a living person. Sit down for a while, just a little bit of incense time."

Zhu Xiaobao quickly bowed to thank him.

Ye Fengjun said that the time for half a stick of incense is less than half a stick of incense.

The delicate and unique paper butterfly in front of you, as long as you pull the thin thread hidden under the belly, the butterfly's wings will move gracefully. Not only is the handwork top-notch, but the butterfly is also specially painted with paint patterns.Although it's just a plaything, you can see clearly whether you use your heart or not.

"It's so beautiful!" Zhu Xiaobao praised.

Ye Fengjun smiled: "It's just a small gadget with success."

Zhu Xiaobao asked him to take a paper box to pack the butterflies, and left Yuanbaotang gratefully.

After closing the shop, Ye Fengjun took out his purse and shook out the three pieces of gold, put them in his mouth and bit them one by one, and found that they were indeed real gold, so he tidied them up with satisfaction, and happily went out to the hot pot feast.

At this moment, it was meal time, there were few pedestrians on the street, and there were occasional sounds of firecrackers all around. He shook his hands and trotted, but stopped in a dark alley, staring at his right palm, which was indistinctly red. The light floats in the palm of the hand, and when you look closely, a few tiny gold flakes are stuck there. Such an inconspicuous little thing emits such a strange light in the darkness.

Ye Fengjun frowned.

4
On the fourth day of the new year, Zhu Xiaobao came again.

Ye Fengjun, who was making a paper house, saw him, stopped what he was doing, and greeted him with a smile: "Do you want me to help with origami again?"

Zhu Xiaobao rubbed his fingers embarrassedly: "Yes...but..."

"What are you doing?" Ye Fengjun asked strangely.

"This... the butterfly that Boss Ye gave up last time, my mother likes it very much. But..." He rubbed his frozen red nose and said cautiously, "She took the butterfly apart to see what's inside, Who knows that after dismantling it, it can’t be restored anyway. Boss Ye, can you teach me how to fold it? I’ll demonstrate it to my mother after I go back, and it’s a relief for her.”

Ye Fengjun shook his head: "Lingtang is really naughty. I, Ye Fengjun, can't be easily cracked by others."

Zhu Xiaobao quickly took out a purse, and shook out two pieces of gold: "This time the reward is a little less, and I will make it up next time. Boss Ye, please help me."

Ye Fengjun looked him up and down, jokingly said: "Young master Zhu is so generous, does your mother know?"

Zhu Xiaobao didn't say anything, just bowed to him: "The reward I give comes from a clean source, Boss Ye can rest assured."

Ye Fengjun smiled, took the gold piece and put it away: "Sit down, and watch me carefully how I stack it later. I will only teach you once."

Zhu Xiaobao beamed with joy and thanked him repeatedly.

At this moment, there was light rain and thin snow outside the window, and the chill of early spring surpassed any time before. Ye Fengjun lit the stove, and the two sat side by side. Zhu Xiaobao carefully watched every step of his origami, marveling in his heart how could there be such a dexterous person in the world, Turn a boring blank slate into a wonderful world without any magic.

Zhu Xiaobao was neither smart nor stupid. Ye Fengjun only demonstrated it once, and he clumsily followed the steps he remembered to fold another butterfly. Although only one wing could move, it was enough for him to be happy.

"Now my mother should be happy." He got up excitedly, holding his "work" and saying goodbye to Ye Fengjun.

Ye Fengjun sent him to the door, and said with a smile: "Tell your mother later, I can still make a puppy that can wag its tail, a kitten that can open its mouth, and a peony flower that can bloom. If the old man is willing, you can come and find her again." I'm learning!"

Zhu Xiaobao was overjoyed, thanked him again and again, and finally bowed to him very cautiously: "Boss Ye, you are so kind."

"It's fine if you know it in your heart, and it's embarrassing to say it." Ye Fengjun held the two gold pieces tightly, "Welcome to come again next time."

The rain gradually became heavier, Zhu Xiaobao under the umbrella hastily disappeared in the more and more intense cold air.

As Ye Fengjun wished, in the following year, Zhu Xiaobao became a regular visitor to Yuanbao Hall, sometimes every few days, sometimes every few months, his reward was indispensable every time, and he did not break his promise, and taught him hand in hand Fold a cat, fold a dog, fold a pumpkin.This kind of easy and profitable work is really joyful.

And his understanding of Zhu Xiaobao gradually enriched in the chats again and again. The kid said that he was 23 years old, his father died young, and he had no siblings. He was raised by his mother and his family lived in Shiniu Village outside Luoyang City. , his mother farmed the land and raised chickens, and he did odd jobs in the city. It was not difficult, but he never thought that when he was 17 years old, he was conscripted into the army in a daze, and then went to Taiyuan with the army in a daze. He lost the same thorn in the side of the Khitan people, but the battle coincided with the scorching heat, many soldiers were sick, and when the Khitan sent troops to help, the emperor finally returned without success.

That day, Zhu Xiaobao rolled up his sleeves to show him a scar on his right arm, and said that it was a good thing the troops were withdrawn, otherwise he might not be able to come back, how terrible the war is.

"Why did you move to Sichuan? Didn't you live well in Luoyang?" Ye Fengjun asked him.

"My mother heard that Shu is a beautiful place, and the beautiful scenery and delicious food are too numerous to enumerate, so she always talked about it. I couldn't help her talking about it every day, and finally came here with her two years ago, bringing the belongings that I could take away. My mother likes it very much, and said that she wants to spend her old age here, I know that her health has become worse and worse these years, since she likes it, I will stay with her." Zhu Xiaobao said.

Ye Fengjun nodded and said, "Then what do you mother and son do for a living?"

"She still raises chickens." Zhu Xiaobao replied honestly, "Sometimes I help in the restaurant kitchen, and sometimes I run errands for others."

"Life is tight too." Ye Fengjun said casually.

Zhu Xiaobao fiddled with the paper in his hand, nodded: "It's not rich, but fortunately, there is no need to worry about three meals."

"Then where did you get your Bihan Gold?" Ye Fengjun's tone suddenly turned cold, as if he was a different person.

Zhu Xiaobao was taken aback for a moment, but didn't dare to look up for a while.

These days, the gold pieces he gave out fell in front of him with a clatter, and behind him was Ye Fengjun's expressionless face, matched with his white clothes and white complexion, he really looked like a ghost.

"I... I'll go back first." Zhu Xiaobao didn't dare to look at him, and quickly moved towards the gate with his head down.

Ye Fengjun was not polite to him, grabbed a hemp rope and chased him, tripped him to the ground, tied him up with absolute speed and skill, and dragged him to the backyard. With a flick of the rope, he hit the big tree The old locust tree slid and pulled, Zhu Xiaobao screamed and was hoisted into the air.The whole process was done in one go, without any mercy.

"Boss Ye... I'm afraid of heights..." Zhu Xiaobao held back his tears and begged for mercy.

Ye Fengjun brought a stool and sat down calmly, with a slingshot and a few balls of waste paper in his hand.

"Zhu Xiaobao, I only teach you origami once, and likewise, I only ask you questions once." He put the waste paper ball on the slingshot, pulled the rubber band, squinted one eye as if aiming, "Anyone who is I only have one chance here."

"I... I don't know what you are talking about, what is Pihanjin?" Zhu Xiaobao struggled.

Crack, the ball of paper hit Zhu Xiaobao's neck accurately. Although it didn't hurt anyone, the pain made him grin his teeth.

"Then tell me, where did you get so much gold?" Ye Fengjun put the second paper ball on and took aim.

"It was passed down by my ancestors!" Zhu Xiaobao burst into tears and snot.

Crack, the ball of paper hit him in the face, causing him to scream in pain.

"You don't even know how to lie. Do you think you should hit me?" Ye Fengjun put down the slingshot and picked up the third ball of paper.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me! Please, Boss Ye!" Zhu Xiaobao cried, "I really can't tell. But this gold is definitely not from a wrong place, so let me go!"

Ye Fengjun smiled: "I won't let you go. I just like watching you being hanged and beaten."

"I really can't say it!" Zhu Xiaobao's cold sweat and tears merged into a sad river, "I promised it to keep it secret, and it will hurt it if I tell it!"

"It?" Ye Fengjun raised the slingshot again, "After the ball of paper is used up, I'll replace it with stones. That's not only painful. By the way, my yard is also spacious, so if someone is accidentally killed, it's okay to bury one or two people." No worries."

The moment the third ball of paper hit his forehead, Zhu Xiaobao finally gave in: "I say I say!"

Ye Fengjun stood up in satisfaction, took a few steps forward, and looked up at him dangling in the air: "Speak."

"It's... a golden bird!" Zhu Xiaobao's face flushed red.

Ye Fengjun raised his eyebrows: "How did you get here?"

"When I was 15 years old, it flew here by itself and landed on my chicken coop. It was covered in yellow hair and was as big as a chick." Zhu Xiaobao said anxiously, "It would spit out gold shavings, and those gold shavings would come out the next day. It forms gold flakes of varying sizes. It has been doing that for years."

"How did you know it was a golden bird?" Ye Fengjun snorted coldly, "This is not your chicken, anyone can recognize it."

Zhu Xiaobao hurriedly said: "In my old residence, there was a torn book without a cover, which was full of ghosts and ghosts. It said that as early as the time of Cao Wei, there was a golden bird from Kunming. After Wei's death, this bird has never been seen again. Although this book has been lost, I am deeply impressed. A bird that can spit out gold, what is it if it is not a gold-washing bird?!"

With a splash, a stone flew out of Ye Fengjun's hand, the hemp rope snapped, and Zhu Xiaobao wailed and fell to the ground.

"For so many years, no one has troubled you?" Ye Fengjun squatted in front of him, "This bird is something that many people dream of."

Zhu Xiaobao tore off the rope on his body, sat up and said aggrievedly: "I am very low-key, and I don't squander this gold. I have hidden it all these years, and even my mother doesn't know. I'd better go It’s really difficult to make money by doing odd jobs, so I secretly took a piece and a half to exchange for something.”

Ye Fengjun looked at him suspiciously: "In that case, why bother to trade so much gold for mere origami skills?"

"My mother only likes origami." Regardless of his sore knee, Zhu Xiaobao knelt down and begged with a sad face, "I have kept this secret for eight years, Boss Ye, please see that I have never used it to do bad things, and I have never been thin." For your sake, don't tell the secret of the golden bird."

Ye Fengjun got up: "I'll think about it."

"Boss Ye!" Zhu Xiaobao wiped off the dirt on his face, and stood up with difficulty, "How did you know about Pihanjin?"

Ye Fengjun smiled slyly: "Emperor Wei raised golden birds and built Pihan Terrace with crystals for them to live in, so the gold he spit out is called Pihan Gold. Do you think you are the only one who has read books?"

"Oh..." Zhu Xiaobao scratched his head, and quickly followed behind him, "You won't say anything, will you?"

"I have said that I have to think about it, depending on my mood."

"I can't say it, I really can't say it!"

"Get out of the way. You said that the golden bird didn't land on the roof of my house, but landed in the chicken coop of your idiot's house!"

"Maybe it thinks your roof is not as good as my chicken coop?"

"That wasn't a question just now!!"

"Oh……"

5
Ye Fengjun didn't mention Zhu Xiaobao's secret to anyone.

After the hanging and beating incident, Zhu Xiaobao did not just disappear and go away. He still came to Yuanbao Hall irregularly, and he was more pleasing than before. He not only gave gold, but also sometimes carried a basket of eggs to Ye Fengjun. The purpose was still the same. Please teach Ye Fengjun He does all kinds of origami.

Ye Fengjun felt that this kind of person could only come back from the battlefield alive because of God's blindness.

However, neither of them mentioned anything related to Shu Jinniao.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Ye Fengjun closed the store ahead of time. It was already evening, the heat was still hot, and the sweet scent of osmanthus was wafting in the streets and alleys.

He was sitting in the yard drinking a bowl of mung bean soup that cleared heat and removed heat.

Counting it, Zhu Xiaobao hadn't been to Yuanbao Hall for quite a while.

After drinking, he conveniently put the empty bowl on the wooden table next to him, who knew that he couldn't put it down, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my heart, for no reason.

A sudden thought made Ye Fengjun leave the door in a hurry.

The sunset was glowing like fire, and the market was bustling. He got out from the crowd of children playing and went straight to Chenghuang Lane in the city.

He is very familiar with this city, and he can walk the right way with his eyes closed.

Chenghuang Lane is a lively place, with tile shops nearby. During festivals and festivals, there are lanterns and festoons, singing and dancing, and the strong aroma of wine overwhelms the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.Ye Fengjun didn't want to watch, he got into an alley with white walls and gray tiles.Unexpectedly, they bumped into a thin middle-aged man impartially, and both of them walked fast, taking several steps back from each other.

The man was wearing a black robe with a gray belt, a strand of beard hanging from his chin to his heart, one hand resting on the saber at his waist, and the other holding a thing that was covered with a cloth, like a birdcage .

"Look at the road!" The man gave him a fierce look and left quickly.

Ye Fengjun didn't say anything, and continued to move forward. After walking a few steps, a sister-in-law with a child came up to him. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked where the Zhu family's mother and son lived.The sister-in-law pointed forward and said that the house at the end of the alley was there.

He thanked him and quickened his pace to the end of the alley.

There was a ladder at the gate of Zhu's house, and Zhu Xiaobao was carrying a unique lotus lantern to hang under the eaves. Another lantern had already been hung, one with "Peace" written on it, and the other with "Joy".

"Did you make the lantern?" Ye Fengjun walked up to the ladder and asked with his head raised.

Zhu Xiaobao was so startled that he almost fell off the ladder, he swayed a few times before he stabilized himself.

"Ye... Boss Ye?" He looked down at Ye Fengjun and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Ye Fengjun said: "I'm passing by, and I'll drop by to wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhu Xiaobao heaved a sigh of relief, hung up the lantern, and climbed down the ladder clumsily, believing it was true: "How dare you do that, I should have gone to visit Boss Ye."

Ye Fengjun stared at his face: "Been beaten?"

The left side of Zhu Xiaobao's face was red and swollen, and blood stains that were not wiped off could be seen faintly under his nose.

"I accidentally bumped into it..." Zhu Xiaobao smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, just a skin injury."

"Where's the golden bird?" Ye Fengjun asked again.

Zhu Xiaobao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I'm...at home."

"Take me to see." Ye Fengjun grabbed his arm, "Don't worry, I have no evil thoughts about that thing, I just want to see it out of curiosity."

Zhu Xiaobao didn't move even when he died, and just stammered: "It...it's asleep!"

"Did you sleep in someone else's cage?" Ye Fengjun said bluntly.

"This..." Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Zhu Xiaobao had no choice but to confess, "He came just now, but I couldn't beat him, and I was afraid that he would disturb my mother, so I had to..."

"Useless things!"

Not caring about finishing listening, Ye Fengjun dropped this sentence through his teeth, turned around and left.

"Boss Ye!" Zhu Xiaobao shouted anxiously from behind, "Don't go! Come back!"

But how could Ye Fengjun come back.

6
When Ye Fengjun returned to Zhu's house, it was already the next morning.

Zhu Xiaobao, who was cleaning the fallen leaves in front of the door, was taken aback by his sudden appearance, holding the broom in one hand, and pointing at him with the other: "Boss Ye Yeye...you are..."

Ye Fengjun's clothes were dirty, his hair was loose, and there were still a few scratches on his neck.

"That man is quite capable." He said to Zhu Xiaobao calmly, "It's just that he can't beat me and scratches like a shrew with his nails. It's really disgusting. This kind of person is only worthy of carrying a chicken. "

Zhu Xiaobao held back his laughter, but then he felt that something was wrong, and said in surprise: "You know?"

Ye Fengjun stared at him: "Anyone who looks at him will know that the cage with yellow hair is a chick! Only that idiot thought it was a golden bird!" After that, he grabbed Zhu Xiaobao's shoulder, "Said , what did you do?"

"There is a feather of a golden bird on the chick." Zhu Xiaobao whispered, "Those who are obsessed with the golden bird are not seeing the chick."

Ye Fengjun suddenly realized, and immediately looked at him again: "You idiot is not too stupid."

Zhu Xiaobao smiled: "This person is not the only one who wants to take the golden bird for himself. I'm not good at fighting, so I have to find a way."

"Don't you also keep the golden bird for yourself?" Ye Fengjun snorted coldly, "If you really have no evil thoughts about it, why don't you let it fly away."

Zhu Xiaobao was silent for a moment, then said: "It's because it won't go away by itself."

Before the words fell, an old voice came from behind: "Xiaobao, who is outside the door?"

"Ah, it's Boss Ye who is here!" Zhu Xiaobao hurriedly turned his head and ran towards the gray-haired woman on crutches, "It's Boss Ye who taught me origami!"

After hearing this, the woman kept saying yes, please come in quickly.

Ye Fengjun brushed his hair, walked up to the woman, cupped his hands and said, "Hello, Aunt Zhu."

"You're welcome, come in and sit down." The woman was very happy, and hurriedly led him to the back room.

After entering the room and sitting down, Aunt Zhu made tea for him with her own hands, and brought out freshly baked sweet cakes, very enthusiastically.

He looked around, and found that all kinds of origami were placed wherever he could put things, and several paper butterflies hung under the window, lifelike.

"My legs and feet are inconvenient, and my health is getting worse. I kept saying that I would come to thank Boss Ye in person, but I never made it." Aunt Zhu sat across from him, picked up the half-folded kitten on the table and continued to fold it, and said with a smile, " I have no other hobbies in my life, but I love folding, and many people laugh at me as a crazy woman who is obsessed with origami."

"Everyone loves one, and he is happy." Ye Fengjun took a bite of the cookie and praised, "It's delicious."

"Xiaobao fried it." Aunt Zhu's face turned into a flower when she mentioned her son, "He takes care of everything in the family. He also likes origami. My mother and I often think about it together, you see That little table and chair over there was made by him and me after a whole day of thinking about it." She pointed to a set of furniture made of red paper on the opposite cabinet, and smiled very happily.

"It's very delicate." Ye Fengjun praised.

"It's far worse than Boss Ye's craftsmanship." Zhu Xiaobao interjected.

Ye Fengjun smiled, and asked Aunt Zhu: "Are you still used to moving to Sichuan?"

"Get used to it." Aunt Zhu nodded again and again, "To tell you the truth, my husband, who died early, was born in Shu, and moved to Luoyang with his family when he was young. After marriage, I often listened to him recall the quietness of Qingcheng, Emei. Zhixiu, he once said that he would come back to see him in his lifetime, but unfortunately, he didn't come back."

"It's not bad that you came back for my father." Zhu Xiaobao smiled. After finishing speaking, he walked into the kitchen and came out with a bowl of medicine, "Drink the medicine."

"When people are old, they are useless." Aunt Zhu sighed, took the medicine bowl, suddenly remembered something, and asked Zhu Xiaobao, "Madam Zheng hasn't come to see us for a long time, right?"

"It seems to be." Zhu Xiaobao calculated, "The last time she came to see you was probably a month ago."

"Look at my memory. I don't remember much these days." Aunt Zhu was a little worried, "You should find some time to go and see, her body is not as good as mine. I don't know if her son took her back."

"Well, I'll be there in a while. You drink the medicine first." Zhu Xiaobao took out another candy and put it in her hand, "Eat the candy after drinking, this medicine is too bad to drink."

"Okay. Hey, why is there a piece missing? Are you stealing it again?"

"hey-hey……"

From the beginning to the end, the communication between the mother and the child was warm and peaceful. Their home was indeed not well-off, and food and clothing were extremely expensive, but they didn't seem to be short of anything.

Zhu Xiaobao asked Ye Fengjun to have lunch, but he did not refuse.

After the meal, Aunt Zhu sat by the window again to fold her gadgets, and Zhu Xiaobao took Ye Fengjun to the backyard to watch him feed the chickens.

A dozen chickens, big and small, were walking around the fence.

"Let me guess where you hid the golden bird." Ye Fengjun looked at the chicken coop, "Where?"

"Anyway, it's a place that others can't find." Zhu Xiaobao was a little proud, "I'll tell you later."

Ye Fengjun slapped him on the back of the head: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

Zhu Xiaobao smiled foolishly, and sprinkled a handful of chaff out.

"You can live a better life with the golden bird in your hand." Ye Fengjun looked around, it was really a very ordinary house, barely sheltered from the wind and rain.

"That's good." Zhu Xiaobao looked at his chickens happily, "I have a fixed place to live, and I have eggs and chicken to eat." He paused, "The most important thing is that our mother and son are talking and laughing, and we are safe and sound. .”

Ye Fengjun was silent for a moment, then said again: "Have you never thought about gaining fame, marrying a wife and having children?"

"Fame? I haven't even read a few books... Let's talk about it. As for marrying a wife, I have to have a girl who likes me, haha." Zhu Xiaobao said embarrassedly.

Ye Fengjun didn't know whether to say that he didn't want to make progress or that he was content and happy, so he asked casually, "Who is Mrs. Zheng?"

"It's my mother's friend. They used to go shopping together for a walk and chat, and my mother taught her origami. Her son opened a clothing store in the south of the city. For some reason, she didn't live with them. She lived alone in the next street." In the small house. She often praised her son's ability, daughter-in-law's filial piety, and grandson's cuteness, but I never saw them visit her. It was nothing more than sending someone to send some clothes and food. I remember one New Year's Eve, I went to help her clean up, She happily told me that her son's family was coming to see her. She set up a table of food, but it turned out to be hot and cold, and then hot again. She was still alone until dark. I asked her to go home with me, but she refused. , Say wait a little longer." Zhu Xiaobao sighed, "It's just a New Year's meal, is it that difficult?"

"Whether it is difficult or easy, it all depends on whether you want to do it or not." Ye Fengjun teased, "As stupid as you, you can learn two or three cost things from me, which shows that you have intentions."

Zhu Xiaobao turned around happily: "Is this a compliment to me?"

"Forget it."

"Amitabha, I don't ask for praise, I just ask you not to hit me again in the future."

"depend on mood."

"..."

7
Autumn passed and winter came, and when the first winter rain fell this year, Zhu Xiaobao walked into the Yuanbao Hall exhausted.

This time, he didn't come to learn origami, but to buy wax paper money.

Aunt Zhu died of illness.

Ye Fengjun picked out the best paper bundles and joss sticks, but didn't take his money.

On the day of Aunt Zhu's burial, Ye Fengjun also went.

In front of the deserted grave, Zhu Xiaobao knelt in front of the brazier, putting pieces of origami in, with a calm expression, sometimes smiling when he remembered something.

Ye Fengjun stood opposite him, and before he could speak, Zhu Xiaobao suddenly said, "This is the most satisfying farewell to me."

A nonsensical sentence.

Ye Fengjun didn't say anything.

"The last time I bid farewell to someone was in the imperial palace." The fire light jumped in Zhu Xiaobao's clear eyes, "It was the night before the empire was destroyed, and they were busy vying for the gold ornaments made of Pihan gold, as if someone snatched it If there are too many, whoever can survive. I watched them from a distance, and I didn’t even have the mood to say goodbye.”

Ye Fengjun was slightly stunned, and said after a long while, "It's been a long, long time since your last farewell."

Zhu Xiaobao smiled: "For human beings, it is a long time."

The cold wind blew past, and the fly ash scattered, Zhu Xiaobao knelt there all the time, burning the paper unhurriedly.

The pile of origami around him became less and less until the last piece remained.

"My mother folded this before she died. She didn't finish folding, and there is only one wing missing." He held up a paper bird with only half a wing. "I don't know why she folded this when she was dying. Maybe it's just a coincidence." .”

His gaze focused on the paper bird, sinking into the incomparably distant past.

8
Fly, fly, fly wherever you want, anyway, it's the same everywhere, and you can't stay anywhere for too long.

However, it may be old and a little tired.

It overlooks the city at its feet, and it feels familiar. It seems to have flown back after being away for hundreds of years.

With the help of moonlight, it selected a family for the simple reason that they raised many chickens, including big roosters and hens, and a flock of chicks.

It fell into the chicken coop silently, and was crowded with a group of chicks of similar color and size. It was afraid of the cold, otherwise the emperor would not have built a cold platform for it.

However, it is obviously more comfortable here than Pihan Terrace, the chicks are soft and warm, fluffy and comfortable.The most important thing is that it is safe to be with them. No one will notice that there is an extra "kind" in a group of chicks. To be honest, they look quite alike, but he still thinks he is more beautiful.

There are only two people in this family, mother and son.

According to the observation it had been hiding in the chicken coop for several days, it knew that the family name was Zhu, and the mother called the son Xiaobao.

Xiaobao is already fifteen or sixteen years old. He is a guy with nails on his buttocks. He can't sit still at home. He goes out early and returns late all day long. He spends a small part of his time doing odd jobs and most of his time doing nothing.

His mother is much more diligent. She is a master at home and abroad, and even the chickens raised are stronger than other families.

Her cooking should also be delicious, because every meal time, the yard will be filled with a strong fragrance.

However, Xiaobao seldom eats with her.Even if he was at home, as long as his mother called him to eat, he would answer impatiently, eat a few mouthfuls and go out again.

She likes origami, and made a lot of flowers, plants and animals. She put the piglet she was most satisfied with in her son's room, because Xiaobao is a pig. Take the paper pig on the table and use it as a shoe shine cloth.

When she saw her son, she didn't say much. After her son left, she picked up the messy thing and unfolded it carefully. Behind the crumpled and dirty paper were six crooked words "Xiaobao is safe and happy". Character.

She folded the paper and put it in the corner of the cabinet.

She is learning to write recently, and she learned it from Mr. Liu, who teaches next door. This is the first time she has written the complete six characters by herself.

How does it know?Laughing, it was she who squatted in front of the chicken coop and said it while shedding chaff.

She learned how to fold plum blossoms, she met an old childhood friend she hadn't seen for a long time on the street today, she accidentally broke two when she went to sell eggs...everything trivial or not so trivial, she will be in the chicken coop Before talking non-stop.

The truth is, she doesn't talk to her son as much in a day as she does to her chickens.

Xiaobao always looks very busy. His mother asked him to put on clothes in the cold weather. He said he knew it and told him to be careful when going out. He also said he knew it. He wanted to chat with him for a while. Was he busy going out? To play with friends is to hide in the room and play with crickets.

She sometimes sighed at her son's back, but soon she was fine again, talking to herself, young people, they always have to be busy with their own affairs.

It chose to remain in the coop until the chicks shed their down and replaced them with feathers, and it remained the same.

No matter how careless she was, she also found this strange bird in the chicken coop.

It flapped its wings, ready to fly away.

"You're not a chicken..." She squatted in the chicken coop, and there was no malice in her surprised eyes. "I've never seen a bird like you. Did it fall into my house because of an injury? Or got lost?"

It chirped twice.

"Looking at how young you are, I'm afraid you got separated from your parents, and you don't have the strength to fly back." She imagined its experience, stretched out her finger and touched the top of its head, "If you don't dislike my chicken coop? , just stay and fly to find your parents when you grow up. If you want something to happen, your parents will be so sad."

It thought for a while, put away its wings, and temporarily put away its heart to leave.No reason, just thought I could stay.

From now on, in addition to the chaff, there will be some small grains in the food sprinkled in, which is the special treatment she gave it.

And the best thing it could give her in return was to quietly listen to what she had to say that her son hadn't the patience to listen to.

In fact, what she talked about was not so boring, astronomy, geography, parents' short stories, and some things were quite interesting.

It's a pity that Xiaobao is not willing to give her too much time, he has more important things on his mind.

In the early summer of that year, Xiaobao resolutely left home. He said that he was going to the army. He wanted to make military exploits for his country and the emperor, regain the mountains and rivers, and he wanted to go to a wider world.

She knew she couldn't stop him.

Xiaobao left with the best vision of war, and the figure of his mother behind him hadn't disappeared yet. He seemed to have seen himself go into battle in armor and return with a big victory.

It's just that he never knew that the battlefield has nothing to do with beauty.

He didn't know that since he left, his mother suddenly seemed to be ten years older, and he didn't know that she started folding turtles day and night, because she didn't know where she heard that as long as there are 99 turtles, Relatives who have traveled far can return safely.

However, 99 turtles have been folded, but there is still no news from Xiaobao.She asked someone to inquire about the news on the front line, and they all said that the situation in our army was not good.

Many nights it has seen her windows stay lit until dawn.

On the hottest night of the summer, it flew away.

It is not difficult to find people, even on the bloody battlefield, the difficulty is... the people found are already dead.

It found Xiaobao in a pile of uncontained corpses.His eyes were still open, and his expression was fixed between horror and bewilderment.

It fell on him lightly, in the sky, a small half moon slowly poked its head out from behind the dark clouds...

9
The fire in the brazier burned out, and Zhu Xiaobao didn't throw the paper bird into it until the end.

"You're basically looking for death by doing this." Ye Fengjun looked at him expressionlessly, "'Reviving' a dead person is something an old monster like you can't afford."

Zhu Xiaobao smiled: "You see that I'm getting old?"

"The gold you spit out is getting less and less." Ye Fengjun said, "And the gold you spit out in recent years has a red light, which is a sign that your blood will be exhausted."

Zhu Xiaobao shrugged: "I used to think that monsters are the only existence that can escape time, but it turned out not to be."

"Aunt Zhu has no great kindness to you. I don't understand your approach." Ye Fengjun said bluntly.

"'If you don't accept the cold gold, you won't get the king's heart. If you don't accept the cold tin, you won't get the king's pity.'" He looked at the paper bird in his hand, "Have you ever heard such rumors?"

Ye Fengjun was silent.

"I used to think that as long as I kept giving gold to humans, they would be happy. The women in the palace even killed themselves in order to fight for the jewelry made of Pihan gold. But in the end, they died in despair. It's the same as that ruined empire. I have given gold to others, but the result is the same. They are too busy fighting for it, and have no time to be happy." Zhu Xiaobao stood up and sighed softly, "In many ancient books, it is said that I am an auspicious thing that brings joy to people, but I feel more and more that I am just a monster who brings disputes." He paused, then turned to look at Aunt Zhu's tombstone, "Until I live in Zhu's house When I met her, I realized that it doesn't matter whether you give gold or not. What she wants is that Zhu Xiaobao can sit down and talk to her for a while, origami, and take her to think about it when she can still eat and move. place to walk."

As the dusk deepened, a few sporadic snowflakes swirled down.

After another long silence, Ye Fengjun suddenly said: "Whoever said gold doesn't matter, it's very useful here."

Zhu Xiaobao smiled: "It's just that Boss Ye's asking price is indeed too high."

"It's worth the money." Ye Fengjun said confidently, "However, only a fool like you would buy origami with gold."

"I'm not stupid." Zhu Xiaobao corrected, "The things I bought back are far more valuable than what I paid you. You didn't see how happy my mother was when she learned how to fold your butterfly. When a person is really happy, smile will shine."

He didn't see it, but the scene of the mother and son studying origami in the sun or under the lamp appeared in front of him. It was so normal, there was no bright spot, but perhaps, this was the root cause that made him feel that they had everything. ?
Being able to live happily while alive is more important than anything else.

Ye Fengjun raised his head, and the snowflakes gradually increased.

"Snowfall is rare in Sichuan, so I'm lucky." Zhu Xiaobao stretched out his hand and caught the snowflakes that melted at the touch, "Boss Ye, the first time I saw you, I thought you were not an ordinary person. It's a pity that I don't practice enough, I can't see any clues. Can you tell me who you are?"

Ye Fengjun thought for a while and said, "I'm just a person who starts life again. Nothing else matters."

"That's a good answer." Zhu Xiaobao smiled, "Although I can't see through your identity and have been beaten by you, I don't hate you at all. Thank you."

"No one will hate me." He said seriously.

Zhu Xiaobao shook his head and smiled: "The last thing is for you." He pointed to himself, "Please bury Zhu Xiaobao for me."

He was startled, then nodded immediately.

"Burn more paper money for him."

"Ah."

"There are also ingots."

"Ah."

"He is not married, why don't you burn another good-looking girl to him?"

"Don't think that I dare not hang you anymore now."

10
Tao Yao looked at the box that Ye Fengjun held out, a bright yellow bird was lying on the cushion inside, the size of a chick, half-closed eyes, breathing calmly and slowly.

"In Huanming Mountain of Ranzhou, there is a bird as big as a sparrow, with bright yellow feathers, melodious voice, and can spit out gold chips, so it is called Shujin. The world regards this bird as auspicious." Tao Yao shook her head, "It's a pity."

Ye Fengjun frowned: "Don't tell me you can't do anything."

"What can I do!" Tao Yao scratched Jinniao's head, "It's not sick, it's just too old. Originally, it got a chance to cultivate into a demon, and it's no problem to live for thousands of years. On a whim, it possessed a dead body, and it is lucky to survive seven years. You should prepare the wax paper money for it." She raised her head and patted Ye Fengjun on the shoulder, "Okay, you don't You are at a disadvantage. They gave you the last gold in your life."

After all, she said to Moya who was clutching her stomach and nestling beside her, "Let's go!"

Grinding his teeth with a bitter face, his lips were all white, Gun Gun in his arms was also breathing with his mouth open, half of his tongue fell out.It's also pitiful, for a cup of tea, the two guys probably went to the toilet five or six times.

"Anti... medicine..." Moya stretched out a trembling hand towards Ye Fengjun, and Gun Gun followed his example and stretched out a paw.

The unlucky appearance of the little monk and the fox didn't touch Ye Fengjun at all, he completely ignored them, and only blocked Taoyao's way: "As a ghost doctor in Taodu, you won't be helpless."

"Every living thing will grow old and die." Tao Yao dangling her braid, said disdainfully, "Medical skills are not strong enough to prevent any death."

"Okay." Ye Fengjun sighed, "Then you should be able to prevent the death of the little monk and the fox."

Grinding his teeth, he became anxious when he heard it, and moved to him with a pale face: "Benefactor Ye! I also have a life..."

"You knew him the day before." Tao Yao giggled, "A person who deals in the dead and takes drug refining as a hobby, you can't play happily with him at all. You can only blame yourselves for being greedy. "

"He's your friend..." The tears that grinded his teeth were about to form a river again.

"We are not friends." Tao Yao and Ye Fengjun said in unison.

"You..." Grinding his teeth angrily and urgently, "Taoyao, if I am poisoned to death, someone will definitely trouble you!"

Taoyao rolled her eyes, and before she could speak, a gust of wind blew like a knife, and a blue shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the solid white jade carved Eight Immortals table in the middle shattered into pieces without warning.

Grinding his teeth was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, kicked his legs to get into his clothes, and finally stretched out half of his head by his lapel to look around. The two creatures of different species had exactly the same expression.

A man's voice came from midair: "The little monk is not yet ready to die. If he dies before I allow it, you all know what the consequences will be."

Hearing this, Ye Fengjun frowned: "It turns out that he is also there...the ghost is really lingering."

Tao Yao rolled her eyes and said to the air: "You are so capable, go and prescribe medicine!"

"That's your business." After dropping this sentence, the voice disappeared.

"You think you're the only one who loses your temper, cut it." Tao Yao snorted, pouted and said, "All right, I'll give you the prescription."

Ye Fengjun's eyes lit up.

Tao Yao poked his heart and said word by word: "But I don't guarantee that this prescription will work. If it still dies of old age, don't blame me."

"No." Ye Fengjun assured.

"You know my rules." Tao Yao pouted towards the golden bird, "I can only make a move with its own consent."

Ye Fengjun took the golden bird out of the box, the little thing flapped its wings lazily in his hand, and opened its eyes slightly.

"I don't know if you can still understand human speech." Tao Yao leaned closer to it, "If you still want to live, put your hand, no, put your wings in my left hand, that means you are willing Be my medicine, as long as I need it in the future, you have to donate any part of you that I need. Are you willing?"

She stretched out her left hand in front of it: "You have to think about it. This agreement is irreversible."

Shujinniao blinked, turned its head, looked at Ye Fengjun, then at Taoyao, stretched out its wings, and touched Taoyao's left hand lightly.

Tao Yao curled her lips: "You can still understand people's language."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm saved..." Grinding his teeth, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and helped Gun Gun wipe his forehead, even though the fox didn't sweat.

If you die, you will have nothing, you must live!

11
"I'll see you off." Ye Fengjun stood at the door of Yuanbao Hall, smiling happily to Taoyao.

"No need." Tao Yao took a step away in disgust, "I will see you later if you can." Mo Ya and Gun Gun stood further away from them, Mo Ya kept telling Gun Gun not to eat indiscriminately again, and Gun Gun nodded as if Pounding garlic, the two guys didn't want to look at Ye Fengjun more.

"Whatever." Ye Fengjun shrugged, "Where are you going next?"

"I don't know, maybe it's Bianjing." Tao Yao gritted her teeth, "Anyway, the little monk wants to travel, he can go anywhere."

"Tao Yao," Ye Fengjun suddenly looked into her eyes seriously, "Is something wrong with Tao?"

Tao Yao blinked, then grinned: "No, Tao has always had good weather and good weather."

"You are not the kind of person who has the patience to travel with the little monk." Ye Fengjun raised the corner of his mouth, "However, that is your business, I don't ask. In short, it is a long way to Bianjing. Take it easy."

"It's far away to Yingzhou, so take it easy." Taoyao stuck out her tongue at him, "If it is the golden gargling bird raised by the Cao family in Pihantai, then it is most likely the last gargling bird in the world. Gold. In the future, you will be the only person in the world who owns a golden bird. If it survives."

Ye Fengjun leaned over and said in a low voice, "Then can it spit out gold?"

"You put so much effort into saving this bird just for its gold?" Tao Yao asked back.

"Otherwise?" Ye Fengjun scratched his nose.

Tao Yao laughed: "Some people are probably ashamed to express their admiration for a bird."

"Really? Who is it?" Ye Fengjun looked left and right.

Tao Yao cut, turned and left, waved her arms: "Farewell!"

In the reddish morning glow, Ye Fengjun watched her back gradually go away, and kept a folded prescription near him, with the words "Gailuo Lake in Yingzhou, there are turtles like stones, and the brains of turtles are as clear as glass." Wash it with gold and eat it, and you can prolong your life for a hundred years."

He smiled at Tao Yao's back, and said to himself: "Let's go too."

The golden bird poked its head out of the box in his hand and chirped twice.

tail

Withered cries, mixed with paper money falling from the sky.

A group of people in sackcloth and filial piety escorted a coffin out of the city. The leaders were the couple who had suffered in Yuanbaotang.At this moment, the two were shouting louder than anyone else, shouting "Mother, Mother" loudly.The funeral procession was very long and there were many people. It was probably the most lively scene in the old lady's life.

Taoyao and Moya stood by the side of the street, watching them go away, Moya was holding a rosary, habitually chanting sutras for the dead who they didn't know.

A few passers-by whispered: "Isn't that the boss of the clothing store? I heard that his old lady died of illness. Tsk tsk, this is such a big scene. Dutiful son!"

"But how did I hear that he asked his mother to move out a long time ago?"

"Is it?"

"It seems to be. Well, who cares, he is rich, and he can give his old mother a grand burial, which is also a filial piety."

Tao Yao glanced at them, looking at the leaving team and the pile of paper money, with a hint of disdain on the corner of her mouth.

No matter how lively and filial they are, it has nothing to do with the dead.

There are some truths that birds understand, but people are confused.

No wonder Ye Fengjun was so unfriendly to them, she shook her head and smiled thinking about what she saw yesterday.

"Stop reading, let's go." She patted her bald head grinding her teeth.

"Where are you going?" Grinding his teeth asked.

"Now you are the one who said you want to travel in the clouds, of course you have the final say."

"Oh...then let's go to Bianjing? I heard it's very lively there, and there must be a lot of benefactors."

"Whatever, let's go there first."

"Taoyao, I'm a little hungry..."

"I have no money."

"You have, your purse is full."

"Say it's okay to go to alms by yourself!!"

In the rare sunshine in winter, two people and a fox walked away noisily in the bustling market.

(End of this chapter)