Night Lights

Chapter 73

The creation of things, the birth of the sky, is invisible, and it is transformed into gas. You can't see its shape, and you can't know its name; its cat's lifespan, nine lives are accessible, and it belongs to the fox family; you can see the dark things, Knowing the way of yin and yang; wandering nine lives without dying, but afraid of falling into the water; cats become demons, nine lives turn into spiritual energy, if you want to kill them, you can boil them to death; this name is: boiled cats. ——Excerpted from Tongyin Eight Volumes of "Wordless Book of Heaven".

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After Bai Shibao and Yan Zifei cremated the corpse, they bid farewell to Fengmen Village, and walked along the old road until evening before boarding a carriage that came along the way.Handlebar Shih was a very nice person and didn't ask them for money, but before leaving, Yan Zifei still put a few dollars from him into his arms as a reward.

Bai Shibao cast spells one after another, and his body was already exhausted. Coupled with the continuous bumping of the carriage, his body was like muddy tires being drenched by rain, with a persistent high fever and no strength at all.

Yan Zifei booked a room in the small town, helped Bai Shibao upstairs, and took a temporary rest.He turned around and went downstairs to buy some medicine, and asked for a prescription from the pharmacy. He stuck a silver stick into Bai Shibao's mouth and twisted it hard.Bai Shibao spat out a mouthful of phlegm with a 'wow', and Yan Zifei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, wipe your face, this place is not far from Tianjin Wei! Just hold on!"

Yan Zifei took a wrung towel and handed it to Bai Shibao.

Bai Shibao felt dizzy and dry, and was indeed tired. While wiping his face with a towel, he looked up and saw Yan Zifei tied up his trouser legs, so he asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

Yan Zifei laughed and said, "We can take the money for this hotel on credit! If I don't get some money, how can I pay the shop?"

Bai Shibao asked: "Brother, are you going to steal money?"

Yan Zifei shook his head and smiled: "Brother, have you forgotten? Didn't the old fox gift us some silver? I inquired about it. It's in a small ancestral hall ten miles northwest of this town. You rest on the bed. I'll go back as soon as I go." !"

After saying that, Yan Zifei shook his legs and pushed the door open.

Bai Shibao lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze...

Not long after, I heard the sound of the door being pushed open, opened my eyes and saw Yan Zifei returning with a blue cloth package on his shoulders.

"That old fox fairy really didn't lie to us, brother, look!"

Yan Zifei spread out the package in front of the bed, and the inside was full of snowflakes and silver.Yan Zifei smiled and said: "I only packed 300 taels back, and the rest are still hidden in the ancestral hall, which is our reserve fund. When it is useful in the future, we can go and get it!"

Bai Shibao nodded and said, "These pockets are enough to make money!"

Yan Zifei said again: "Just now I saw a lot of people crowded outside the town, I was busy, and after some inquiries, I found out that the town is raising money for donations. I donated 100 taels of silver because of my kindness..."

Bai Shibao asked, "Soliciting donations?"

"This town made great efforts to resist the Eight-Power Allied Forces. The soldiers and civilians in this area, young and old, went into battle and slaughtered more than 30 German soldiers. However... the devils later entered the city and bloodbathed the town for three days. , Now it is coming to the Hungry Ghost Festival, every household in the town donated a liter of rice to save the righteous man who died; even the monks also vowed to do rituals in vain and not receive alms, so I donated 100 taels of silver as soon as I got angry !"

"Brother Yanzi really donates money with righteousness, benevolence and righteousness!"

After Bai Shibao finished speaking, he thought for a while, and then asked: "You said Ghost Festival just now? What date is it today?"

Yan Zifei said: "July [-]th!"

Bai Shibao said in shock: "There are still ten days left, and it will be NO.14 of July!"

July NO.14!
This day was the date that Bai Shibao had agreed with Lin Jiu, the 'Grandmaster of Maoshan', when he was in Yincao.

It's still ten days away.

Bai Shibao said: "Brother, let's hurry up! Otherwise, we may be late!"

Yan Zifei saw that Bai Shibao's face was still a little ugly, so he asked, "Brother is still sick, how can we not stay here for two days?"

Bai Shibao gritted his teeth and forced himself to sit up and replied, "You must keep your word when you make an agreement with someone, and you must not miss the appointment! You have taken the medicine just now, and you are still in good health!"

Yan Zifei nodded helplessly.

The two ate something in the store and went downstairs to pay the store money.

Yan Zifei bought another carriage in the town, bought some dry food for the road, and specially picked out a bamboo box to hide the money in.

Yan Zifei drove the carriage, carrying Bai Shibao on a hasty journey overnight, without saying anything along the way.

At noon three days later, we finally arrived at Tianjin Wei.

Tianjin borders the Bohai Sea in the east, Yanshan Mountain in the north, and the Haihe River meanders through the city.Tianjin has risen because of water transportation since ancient times, and now it is the place where Yuan Shikai's "prosperity" was carried out. He carried out the Westernization Movement here, and hundreds of bureaucrats and old Qing Dynasty veterans lived here. It is called a political and economic hub. Now that Yuan Shikai is planning for restoration, this city, as his "good land", is even more developed.

The city is extremely bustling, just talking about the 'three no matter' area, there are all kinds of people coming and going, and there are all kinds of jobs and industries.Here are those who lift sedan chairs, drive feet, sing shadow puppetry, pull foreign films, and carry big banners; Good and evil are mixed.

Bai Shibao and Yanzifei walked on the street, looking at the crowded crowd, it was very lively.Both sides of the street are slowly crowded by vendors, who sell incense, candles, paper horses, melons, fruits and vegetables, clothes and gowns, and sundries.Some people even opened a single stall, hanging full of grasshopper cages, and there were no insects in the cages, and what they were selling was this handicraft!
Bai Shibao saw people selling Kongming lanterns on the street, and thought that today is already the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, so it's time for the Ghost Festival.

For all the festivals related to the undead in the annual calendar, fasting monks will be invited from all over the country to worship the Buddha to relieve the suffering of the undead, and the world should celebrate together.So when it comes to these festivals, there is a little bit of joy.What people care about is the joy of festivals, not worshiping ghosts. People who come here to watch various rituals are just here for fun.

Bai Shibao and Yanzi flew out of the carriage, struggled to get out of the crowd, but were swept into another group of people.

The crowd watched a bald monk practicing cymbal flying in the open space.With the accompaniment of gongs and drums, the monk flipped the flying cymbals up and down, shining golden light, and when he was happy, he would hit the flying cymbals in the sky with a "crack", put his back on his hands, and come on. Su Qin carries the sword on his back'!
Someone in the audience shouted at the top of their lungs: "Hey! I think Jie is played so elegantly by him..."

Someone even asked: "Who is Jie's head light?"

Someone replied: "Are you still from Tianjin? Monk Huikong in Yunzhao Temple is a practitioner. He can play cymbals with one hand and can go to the sky to shoot birds!"

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At this time, the bamboo suitcase in Yan Zifei's hand was pushed off the ground, and he was about to bend down to pick it up, but was stepped on by a big foot wearing a black cloth shoe!

Yan Zifei was stunned for a moment, and looked up, and there were three green-headed guys standing in front of him, looking at him with their heads tilted and their chins raised.At this moment, Bai Shibao also turned his head around, seeing that the identities of these three people might be scoundrels.

Yan Zifei said: "This brother! This is my box, please move your feet!"

"Put two oceans out, brothers will help you move it!" A rogue wearing a felt hat said, and winked at the two people behind him.

Yan Zifei said: "I don't need others to do my own luggage!"

"For service or not, you have to pay two oceans!"

"What if I don't give it?" Bai Shibao was furious.

"No? Don't even think about taking the box!"

"really?"

"You try." After the rascal said, he kicked the bamboo box hard with his foot, and the bamboo box was crushed flat with a 'click', and then the rascal flew up again, kicking the box to the ground.

There was a 'crash'.

The white silver in the bamboo box leaked out!

"Yo! I said why there is garlic mixed under the soles of the feet, and the co-author is snowflake silver!"

The three rascals smiled at each other when they saw Yinzi.

Yan Zifei didn't expect to feel so useless when he just set foot on the border of Tianjin, and he raised his right foot and kicked the rascal's crotch fiercely.

"Ouch..."

The scoundrel at the head let out a scream, bowed his body, covered his crotch with his hands and curled up into a ball, rolling on the ground in pain.Seeing his companion being kicked, the two rascals behind him rushed up, one grabbed Yan Zifei by the shoulders, the other grabbed Bai Shibao by the collar and beat them together.

Attracted by the fight, everyone gathered around to look at the annoyance and chattered.

"Chang Liuzi, you are majestic!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting from behind!
The scoundrel at the head stopped and scolded: "Who cares why don't you open your eyes? Call me by name?" Looking around, he saw an old man sitting at the opposite tea table, drinking edamame.

"Ouch! Fifth Lord Ma! I blame me for not opening my eyes, I didn't see you!"

The rascal stepped forward and cupped his hands.

After breaking free, Bai Shibao raised his head and looked at the old man, who was wearing a gray gown, with a sallow complexion, thick eyebrows and wide mouth, and a pair of piercing eyes, with a faint sharp light shining through them.

He clapped his hands and said, "Chang Liuzi, you bully outsiders, you have to be serious!"

The man named Chang Liuzi blushed suddenly, and said with a smile: "Ma Wuye! We don't have a festival, don't think too much about it!"

At this time, Yan Zifei said happily: "Ma Wuye!"

The old man looked up and saw that it was Yan Zifei, and laughed loudly: "Brother Yanzi!"

"Hey, these two people know each other!" Chang Liuzi saw that Fifth Master Ma knew Yan Zifei, his face turned gray, he winked at his companions behind him, and ran away in a swarm.

Ma Wuye stepped forward and bowed his hands to Yanzi, and said with a smile: "Brother Yanzi, why did you come to Tianjin?"

Yan Zifei didn't answer, but first pulled Bai Shibao forward and introduced him: "Brother, this is the strange Qianma Wuye who is known to everyone in Tianjin Wei!... Ma Wuye! This Bai Shibao brother is me. I got acquainted on the road, and I have a good skill in Taoism, and I can fight ghosts, Taoism can be said to be extremely powerful..."

Ma Wuye looked at Bai Shibao and smiled, then suddenly flicked his wrist behind Bai Shibao, and immediately heard someone screaming behind him!

"Ah, my hand..."

Bai Shibao turned his head and saw that the rascal named Chang Liuzi was about to run away with his bamboo suitcase in his hands. The bamboo suitcase suddenly fell from his hands, and a piece of ocean was nailed to the back of his hand. Suddenly, the flesh turned out and blood flowed!

Ma Wuye said to Chang Liuzi: "This ocean is for you to buy medicine! Don't let me see you again, or I will shave your eyebrows..."

(End of this chapter)