Although the shopkeeper and steward were sick at the same time, the restaurant and inn in the front hall were open for business as usual. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Langzhong naturally entered and exited the Wu Yuqiao brothers' residence through the backyard door, and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

Ma got up early in the morning, he changed his habit of eating in the room, he was still dressed as an old Taoist priest, and his bright eyes scanned all over the store.

Everything is as usual, Xiao Wu is running all over the house to greet customers, and the whole store is filled with his slightly noisy happy voice.

Xiao Wu is a young man who is not tall and has a dark baby face, his voice is as crisp as fried beans, and when he saw Ma Jichang walking down the stairs, he quickly stepped forward and greeted: "Dao Chief!" Do you sleep well? What do you want to eat? ”

Ma Jichang didn't pay attention to Xiao Wu as usual, he felt that this trotting hall was too noisy. He sat down against the wall and glanced at the shopkeeper's place, only to see that the shopkeeper's place was empty.

"Why isn't your shopkeeper here?"

"The shopkeeper's body is a little useless, but it doesn't matter. I'm afraid I won't be able to come this time. I don't know if it's important to find our shopkeeper for a long time? The little one can help the Taoist with a talk......"

Seeing that the trotting hall seemed to be chattering endlessly, Ma Jichang hurriedly waved his hand and stopped Xiao Wu's words.

After a while, Xiao Wu brought Ma Jichang's usual breakfast, clear porridge and side dishes, and a cage of crystal clear steamed dumplings, and put it on Ma Jichang's table.

Ma Jichang was just about to move his chopsticks, and a little Taoist boy appeared at the door, about ten years old, who looked like a small handyman burning fire in a certain Taoist temple, his dark face was a little rough, his nostrils and hands were dirty, and his clothes were full of mud.

Xiao Wu didn't dislike the Dao Tong, and also greeted: "Xiao Dao Chief, do you want to stay in a hotel or eat?" ”

Xiaodao Tong is not big, but the shelf is very big, he glanced at Xiao Wu and ignored him. Standing in the doorway, he rubbed his nose and turned his head to look around the room.

Seeing that the horse was long, Xiao Daotong immediately changed his smiling face, and ran over very affectionately, shouting "Shizu, Shizu" non-stop.

Ma was stunned for a long time, he is a Taoist priest who is pretending, where is there such a dirty child as an apprentice?

It's just that the moment the child pounced, the light in his eyes flickered, and he seemed to have an awe-inspiring aura, not like a mortal.

Ma Jichang couldn't help but snort, and when he looked at the Dao Tong again, the Dao Tong had already recovered his cute expression, pouting and coquettishly saying: "Uncle, my grandson is hungry!" ”

Ma Jichang beckoned Xiao Wu to put on another drawer of steamed buns and let Xiao Daotong sit opposite to eat.

Xiao Daotong was not polite, let Xiao Wu fetch water to wash his hands, picked up the chopsticks, and devoured a drawer of buns.

Ma Jichang only heard a child's voice sound: "Ma Xiang, Concubine Li asked me to pick you up." ”

Ma Jichang's heart was full of joy, this voice was clearly the voice of this little Taoist boy, such a confidential matter, but he said it so clearly and boldly.

But if you look at the boy carefully, he is still eating the buns in a big gulp, and he accidentally choked, beating his chest with his hands vigorously, until Xiao Wu served a bowl of vegetable porridge, and finally swallowed the buns.

Ma Jichang understood that this was Xiao Daotong talking to himself in ventriloquism. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised: the Central Plains is really full of heroes, and even such a young child can transmit sound through the air.

After Xiao Daotong finished eating the buns, Ma Jichang asked, "Are you full?" ”

Xiaodao Tong patted his belly and said, "I'm full!" ”

"Then let's go, go to your master."

Xiao Daotong nodded clearly, and the two of them left the store one after the other, disappearing into the flow of people outside the door.

Xiao Wu quietly followed, and watched with some confusion as the old and the young Taoist priests disappeared into the depths of Panyu Street.

A hawker selling baskets on the side of the road glanced at Xiao Wu, quietly quickened his pace, and followed the old and young to the depths of Panyu Street.

Wa midges didn't sleep well last night, and the noisy men in the neighborhood were only a small reason. The main reason is that she always feels terrified, as if something bad is about to happen.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the people of Pearl Island got up one after another, and Wa Midge went to the fox's den to check the fox's injury, but saw that the fox had such a long wound on the fox last night, and it was almost impossible to see today.

Wa midge looked at the fox a little strangely, she couldn't understand how this fox, who seemed to be a little old, entered Wu Yu's courtyard with the door locked.

At this time, Wa midge remembered what Wu Yuqiao said last night, "This fox is an immortal", and she was even more suspicious in her heart, and came to Wu Yubox's courtyard again.

It's just that the door to Wu Yubox's courtyard was locked again, and Wa Midge had to go around the hall and came to the main gate of Wu Yubox's courtyard, but she saw that people were coming and going.

A few of the people who looked like Lang Zhong shook their heads as they walked, as if they were very confused. Wa midge grabbed one of the men who was walking alone and asked:

"Excuse me, is Steward Wu sick?"

Na Lang Zhong was contemplating and sighing, when he suddenly saw a woman stretching out her hand to pull her, and her face couldn't help but show anger.

Later, when he saw that the midge was dark-skinned, and his demeanor and speech could be seen to be a southerner, and he knew that their customs did not emphasize the great defense of men and women, so his face calmed down, and he shook his head and sighed:

"Sick? Who knows, I don't know where I ran into some evil spirits! ”

Wa midge was shocked and hurriedly went into the courtyard to check. I saw that the Wu brothers' faces had turned the color of pig liver, and they were swollen like a pig's head.

Where they were scratched by the snow beaver before, thick and turbid pus dripped down, and the hands of the Wu brothers were tied.

When I asked, I realized that it was because the wound was extremely itchy, and if I hadn't tied them up, I was afraid that their faces would have been scratched by themselves.

Now that the two of them have eaten Lang Zhong's soothing soup, they are easy to fall asleep groggily, and they are constantly babbling in their sleep. The people in the hall were helpless, and a woman lay down in front of one of them's bed, crying secretly.

Deacon Yang, who was helping to take care of the guild hall in the room, saw Wa midge coming in, hurriedly made a silent gesture at her, and quietly pulled her out of the house.

Deacon Yang's name is Yang Rongwen, the nephew of Shi Yang Xingzhi, the governor of King Yun's mansion, and the brother-in-law of Yang Rongxi, the director of Guangzhou Pintingju. Born with a long body, a long face, and a good skin.

These days, Yang Rongwen took them, the Pearl Island craftsmen, around Guangzhou City, because Wa Midge has a lively and easy-going temperament and knows a lot, Yang Tianhua has a good impression of her.

Yang Rongwen pulled the midge to the yard, he had already heard that the Wu brothers were injured by the fox, so he said:

"Wa Niangzi, don't stay in the house, that woman is Wu Yuzhi's wife, a famous shrew! Now everyone knows that the Wu brothers were injured by the fox you raised, if the Wu family lady sees you, I don't know how she will make trouble! ”