"Auntie...... Uncle, did you see it just now, ...... there?"

Xiaohuan rubbed her eyes, the head that had just popped out of the wall was gone, she hid behind Li Yi, pointed to the wall, and her voice was still a little trembling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a sound of soo outside the wall, and when she stretched out her hand to point over, the head from just now popped out again.

This time, I could see clearly that the owner of the head was a girl about the same age as him, with a faint powder, and she looked pretty, not as pale as my uncle said, her eyes were two big black holes, and her tongue did not stick out five feet long......

It's not a ghost.

"What's the name of the ghost?"

The girl who poked her head from the other side of the courtyard wall glared at Xiaohuan angrily, rubbed her aching buttocks, and then looked at the young man lying on a chair in the courtyard.

She was playing in the yard just now, and when she heard a familiar sound coming from outside the wall, she put her ear to listen, and at first she didn't hear who the voice was, but then she was frightened by the ghost story told by the voice, and then she finally had an impression.

It's the son who scared her with the story of "Painted Skin" in the hook bar yesterday.

I brought a stool from the house and put it under the courtyard wall, and poked my head to look at it, but just as I stood firmly, I was frightened by the ghost cry of the little girl, and my feet were unstable, and I fell down, and my buttocks were still aching faintly.

This time, when I got up and went to see the boy again, I saw him with a white cloth wrapped around his legs, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I was bitten by a dog when I came home last night......" Li Yi looked at the girl named Xiaozhu who was lying on the wall, and said casually.

"Oh......"

Xiaozhu looked at him, and could already imagine that he should not only have been bitten by a dog last night, but also had a desperate fight with that vicious dog.

"Can you tell me more about the story behind Painted Skin?" The girl named Xiaozhu was lying on the wall, looking at Li Yi, with a look of expectation in her big eyes.

After the son left yesterday, she told the story to Grandpa Sun, who planned to wait until he heard the complete story and try to tell it on stage, but he didn't expect that yesterday afternoon, the few men who listened to the story pulled a lot of people over, and they had to listen to the story of "Painted Skin", and Grandpa Sun had no choice but to tell the first half of the story she heard.

As a result, in less than a quarter of an hour, the reward money thrown by the guests was enough to top the entire tick bar for the day's income.

It's a pity that the story is only half a paragraph, Grandpa Sun came to an abrupt end in a wonderful place, and those guests returned in disappointment, although they didn't want to go back with the reward, but there were no good words in their mouths, if there was a story behind "Painted Skin", in a short time, they would no longer have to worry about their livelihood.

After all, for ordinary actors like them, rewarding money is actually the only way to survive, unlike those famous actors who are often invited by those dignitaries to perform, and often have a lot of rewards.

"Yes." Idle is idle, just telling a story, and there will be no flesh on his body, Li Yi looked at the girl and said: "Wang Sheng hid outside the window and peeked at the evil ghost's painted skin, and let out a frightened scream, and was found by the evil ghost, disemboweling him, disemboweling him, disemboweling his lungs, and dying ...... his life."

Xiaohuan looked at the woman lying on the wall, and then at her uncle, puzzled.

The "Painted Skin" that my uncle told the second lady was not like this, although she didn't dare to listen to it, but she also knew that there should be a long story behind.

Of course, in addition to wondering about this, I was also curious about who this girl was, as if she knew her uncle, and her uncle also told her the story of "Painted Skin......

"Well, that's it......" The girl leaned against the wall, the expression on her face stunned.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the next plot be more twists and turns?

Wang Sheng died like this?

What about the master he met on the street?

It's completely illogical!

She was sure that if Grandpa Sun told the story like this, the guests would not throw money on the stage, but shoes and stones.

"Damn ......"

Knowing that he was perfunctory, he forcibly resisted the urge to remove a clay brick from the wall and throw it over, shook his feet, and said, "I'll steal a few pieces of osmanthus cake from Sister Ruoqing for you." ”

"How many?" Li Yi looked up at the wall.

"Five." The girl gritted her teeth and said.

"Ten pieces." Li Yi directly doubled the number.

"Six can't be more."

"Don't do it if you miss nine pieces......"

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After some fierce bargaining, the price was finally set at seven osmanthus cakes, and the little girl did not give in at all.

"Stingy...... Seeing that the girl got off the wall, it was estimated that she was going to steal the ------ to get the osmanthus cake, Li Yi pouted.

At a young age, I knew that I had paid bribes, and it was terrible for the little girl to grow up......

"Uncle, what osmanthus cake?"

Xiaohuan was stunned when she listened to it, she would also make osmanthus cakes, why did my uncle ask for that girl?

"It's the time when I guessed the lantern riddle, and I came to that building......

After Li Yi's reminder, Xiaohuan finally remembered, and then felt a little depressed in her heart, the osmanthus cake she made was indeed not as delicious as that time......

This time the wait was not short, at least more than a quarter of an hour, before the girl's head poked out from the courtyard wall again.

"Here you go."

She handed over something wrapped in a handkerchief from across the wall.

Xiaohuan was too low to reach, so he went to the store to call out the old man, took the handkerchief from the girl, and sent it to Li Yi.

Open the handkerchief, seven pieces of osmanthus cake, one is not much, one is not much.

"Give me back that handkerchief." The girl said from the wall.

"What's the hurry, I'll pay you back when I'm done eating the osmanthus cake." The handkerchief was returned to her, and there was nothing to wrap in the osmanthus cake, Li Yi waved his hand and said.

"Then give me back the piece you took yesterday." The girl thought for a moment and said.

Handkerchiefs are a girl's more intimate item, and it is a bit unpleasant to be taken by a strange man.

"That piece......" Li Yi thought of the handkerchief used to wrap the remaining osmanthus cakes yesterday, as if he had put it away casually, and he didn't see it today, so it was estimated that he fell on the road yesterday.

"Lost." He looked at the girl and said.

"You ......"

The girl almost fell off the stool in anger, and was about to say something when a voice came from inside the room.

"Yuzhu, did you see the osmanthus cake I just put in the room?"

"I'll come back later......" A hint of panic flashed across the girl's face, and she hurriedly jumped off the stool and ran into the house.

"Sister Ruoqing, I didn't see it......"

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Seven pieces of osmanthus cake, divided between Lao Fang and Xiaohuan, perhaps because she heard the movement just now, Liu Ruyi also walked out of the room.

Looking at the things in Li Yi's hand, he said suspiciously: "Xianggong, this is ...... Where did it come from? ”

"Sent by a neighbor." Li Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Do you want a piece?" ”

One piece was given to Ruyi, and two pieces were snatched away by Ruyi, who just bumped into it, looking at the only two pieces of osmanthus cake left in his hand, Li Yi regretted a little, he should have insisted a little more just now, maybe he could have asked for a few more......

Speaking of which, this little girl is quite easy to deceive, and I am afraid that I will not worry about eating osmanthus cake in the future......