Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 513 Water Mirror
After more than a month of autumn, the temperature dropped sharply.

The heat in the air has long been invisible.

The rapid changes made people feel that those hot summer days seemed to be a generation ago.

A few days ago, they were still wearing thin shirts, but now they have changed into slightly thicker autumn clothes.

The business of pharmacies in central Beijing has really improved a lot recently. Summer and autumn alternate, and everyone is coughing.

But even so, it can't stop the enthusiasm of the people.

They carried the herbs that Fang had picked up from the pharmacy, and ran to a teahouse, fearing that they would not be able to catch up if they were too late.

Because in the past year or so, those stories of gifted scholars and beauties have long been replaced by monsters and ghosts, and stories of falling in love with humans and killing each other are also mixed in.

Comparable to rich and powerful daughters falling in love with poor boys, it makes people have more strength in their legs and feet. It is easier to be fooled by ignorant goblins who have just come down the mountain. Where is the mountain monster who is more deceptive.

"Oh, hurry up, you won't be able to listen to it any later." A man who usually looks at the honest and friendly man now has unstoppable curiosity in his eyes.

There were many people who ran faster than him, and they also shouted, "If you don't run faster, you won't be able to catch up with Mr. Shui Jing's storytelling."

A passer-by stopped the two of them, with a gentle and courteous manner, he asked: "May I ask why you two are in such a hurry?"

If they were able to exchange pleasantries with such students on weekdays, they were in a hurry to leave now, but this student stopped them, they were really anxious to death.

The students blocking the way looked at their clothes, and they should be students from Fang's school. Those who wanted to listen to the book didn't bother to find out which school they were from.

Dressed like this, you are either rich or expensive.

The two of them didn't dare to cross over like this, so they could only explain in sweat, "My lord, we are hurrying to listen to Mr. Shui Jing's storytelling."

"Mr. Shui Jing, we have all heard his name in school, and heard that he is an excellent storyteller, and a plain story can also make him tell a heart-stirring story, so I want to listen to it. "The students are very interested.

Thinking about it, why don't you move your feet?

"Ah, I haven't asked the two brothers yet. By the way, do you know where Mr. Shui Jing is talking about today?" The student seemed annoyed.

It's just nonsense, if they don't know where someone is talking, how can they rush to listen to it?

"In the busiest West Market, there is a teahouse called Youjian."

"West City!"

The student saluted again, "Thank you two brothers today."

The two accepted the gift from the student awkwardly, and left in a hurry.

If you can't occupy a good position, you can always hear a story.

"Mr. Shui Jing likes to be lively, let's go and listen to it too." The student greeted the fellows and went from east to west.

Inner City Dongshi wanders among the rich and powerful.

There are many merchants in West City who come and go for a long time, with a wide variety of goods, and corresponding buyers. Teahouses and restaurants provide a place for the general public to live and eat without worry.

Once man has eaten and drunk, he wants to satisfy the empty spirit.

This leads to various restaurants after dinner.

There is an inn, which was born to meet the needs of people from outside the city.

The inner city is only separated by a wall, and those who cannot enter the inner city for the rest of their lives, only rely on the people who go to describe which big family lives behind the high wall, who is in it, how much land the home occupies, and so on.

It is so lifelike, it makes people yearn for it.

Even if you can't enter the inner city, you can lean against this wall.

Of course, not everyone is willing to stick to such a wall and guess what is behind the wall. The reasons are also different. The most daring idea is to climb up and take a peek.

There was once a person who went up, but was shot down the wall by a gleaming, cold sharp blade, and died immediately, and no one had any thoughts anymore.

Although excitement is important, they also want their lives.

Only by being veiled, mysterious and extraordinary, can it be more attractive, people who can't enter the inner city and can't figure out the reality think so.

But after the establishment of Youjianhe Tea House, the situation became quite different.

Youjian is actually not much different from other tea houses and restaurants.

The only difference is that they acted one step faster than others and invited Mr. Shui Jing.

Mr. Shui Jing has now reached the age of knowing his destiny. He has a long gray beard. He always holds a stag in his hand on weekdays. He wears a loose robe with tangled belts and a black gauze hat on his head. Wake up, just an ordinary gentleman.

What is unusual is that he can freely enter and leave the inner city.

Know the layout of the inner city and what happened inside.

It is rumored that he also entered the palace, but not the current emperor.

Just because the emperor changed, not many people mentioned this matter, and they dared not ask for proof.

Mr. Shui Jing usually doesn't like to live in the inner city, but always goes to the west city.

I don't know what the relationship is, so I got in touch with a teahouse.

Mr. Shui Jing is knowledgeable in everything, and telling stories is a piece of cake. Everything in the inner city is in his mind. Grass, remember clearly.

Speaking of books, which family has a hole in the tile, the owner does not know, it was dropped by a passing cat at night, and the study room where the wife drove out to sleep for several months, and which official was born With a strange fragrance, it was almost stolen and cooked and eaten.

Unexpectedly, the high-ranking officials and nobles in ordinary times have the same troubles as them. Those who listened to the book smiled sincerely. It seems that people are the same except for their acquired identities.

This is also the reason why people love to listen to the stories of Mr. Shui Jing. Not only are the stories exciting, but they can also make people feel sincerely happy.

Not all of the stories are just slapstick, making people smile, and there are some touching regrets. It is said that a famous general in the previous dynasty died a terrible death. In order to commemorate him, the current emperor, the house in the inner city is now still inhabited by their descendants.

I heard that at night, I often heard different movements in the house. It is said that it was the ghost of the general who was crying for his own injustice. Now the dignitaries in the inner city are all walking around this house.

What is the name of that house?
When the waiter introduced it to the people in Bai Zhiya Room on the second floor, he suddenly forgot the name of the house.

The people in the box smiled, "It's okay, we're just here to hear Mr. Shui Jing's story, it doesn't matter if we can't remember it, we can ask Mr. Shui Jing ourselves when we have time."

Receiving the thoughtfulness and tolerance of the customer, the waiter in the store looked outside the door, and seeing no one coming, he whispered, "Si Qing, what Mr. Shui Jing said today is related to you, you have to be prepared."

"Understood, go down and get busy." Wang Xuanzhi rewarded him with a tael of silver.

Xiaoer, who took the money, smiled openly, "Thank you Siqing." It seemed that he was happy to receive so many rewards.

Then he opened the bead curtain and went out. As soon as he went out, he met another waiter in the shop, "Brother Kong, you are telling the customer about the legend of Mr. Shui Jing again."

The heads of the two people who ran into each other were almost close together, and they heard Xiao Kong giggling, "Isn't this a living sign of our store, please introduce it carefully, in case the customer just drinks a cup of tea and leaves, where can I get a mirror?" What about sir?"

"That's right!"

The laughter of Xiao Kong and another mistress gradually faded away, and the words he said began to blur.

Dao Yi and Wang Xuanzhi got up for a while, looked downstairs through the bead curtain, and his eyebrows became more expectant, "Si Qing, how would Mr. Shui Jing describe you today?"

After listening to Xiao Kong's introduction just now, Dao Yi probably guessed that today's purpose should be on Mr. Shui Jing, but Wang Xuanzhi didn't mention the reason behind it, so he didn't ask, but cared about other things .

I heard that Mr. Shui Jing is very good at telling stories, and he can also hear stories about Wang Xuanzhi.

This made Dao Yi very curious.

What does a half-century old man say about him?
Wang Xuanzhi put down the tea in his hand, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

He felt that there was nothing serious about what the old man said, and it was fine to say that someone else was wronged, and he had to borrow a ghost to say it. When it came back to him, he didn't know what kind of tricks would come out.

If I had known better, I would have listened to the book in another place.

Putting his brows together, he said, "I don't know."

"Oh!"

Daoyi sat down in disappointment, then stood up suddenly, with the snacks from Youjian in his mouth, he slurred his words and shouted, "Look, An Dao, Mr. Shui Jing has come out!"

Seeing Wang Xuanzhi nodding, she swallowed the last mouthful of snacks and said happily: "Ah! He's finally here!"

　2500 words!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)