strayed into fairy mountain

Chapter 17 [Tofu Girl]

The lights in the house are like beans, and the light is extremely dim. Although it can barely illuminate, the light is not bright.

At this time, apart from Zhang Jingxu and Zhang Gui, the yamen servants did not know about the abnormality of the young scholar, but these yamen servants were quite capable, and they would not let down their vigilance even if they did not notice the abnormality.

Among them, Li San was the most shrewd. After entering the house, he immediately pretended to be curious, walked back and forth, and surveyed everywhere.

But he opened his mouth with a smile, and asked tentatively: "It's really interesting to say, you seem to have a high level of vision as a scholar, so many of us came to the door together, and you only talked to us from the beginning to the end..."

"Could it be that you look down on me and other yamen servants, and think that our status is not worthy of your greeting?"

Li San's tone of voice is a common method used by people in the Gongmen, knocking the mountain to shock the tiger, striking the grass to startle the snake, if the person being asked has evil intentions, it is easy to reveal abnormalities under this method.

What everyone didn't expect was that the little scholar did appear abnormal, but this abnormality made everyone feel shocked.

After Li San's inquiry, he looked very dazed, and said 'ah' softly, as if muttering to himself: "There are still guests? When did you come?"

Just this sentence made everyone's heart tremble. Li San subconsciously swallowed, and touched the knife in his waist with his palm. After holding the handle of the knife, he managed to gain some confidence.

He tentatively asked again: "Little scholar, could it be that you couldn't see us just now?"

At this time, the little scholar seemed to have just realized it, and made a sound of shame in his mouth, "Oh, oh, oh!"

Li San immediately asked: "How is your temper?"

The little scholar smiled shyly, and said shyly: "I have been like this since I was a child, and my temper is too persistent. Once someone or something I care about appears around me, my attention will be extremely focused. At this time, I don't see anything else in my eyes." Yes, even if someone is beating gongs and drums in my ear, I can't feel that there is anyone beside me..."

He paused while talking, looked at Li San, his delicate face was full of sincerity, and said: "For example, why didn't I see you just now? , just talking to Mr.

"Really?" Li San had a half-smile, and said meaningfully: "Then you are very weird, I have never heard of such a situation."

The little scholar sighed, as if suddenly feeling a little sad, and said softly: "Why don't I know that this is not good, but I am born this way. And it is also because of my personality that tends to ignore others, that has caused me to be unpopular in the village since I was a child." See you..."

Li San's eyes flashed immediately, and he asked closely, "You said you were unpopular in the village since you were a child? Could it be that the villagers often bully you?"

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Jingxu didn't speak, but quietly watched and let Li San test it.

After all, he doesn't know how to investigate cases, and he is not familiar with the methods in this area. Although he has seen through that the little scholar is a ghost, he is not sure whether this ghost is harmful or not.

If it is finally determined that the evil spirit is not the little scholar, then the investigation must continue in the village until the real evil spirit is found.

But if the culprit is the little scholar, then we should try our best to find out the reason why he harmed others. Only when we find out the reason can we decide what to do.

is to kill.

is to stay.

Care must be taken.

Although the rule of this world is that killing ghosts is meritorious, as long as you get rid of ghosts, you can gain merit, but Zhang Jingxu will not do things that do not distinguish between good and evil and only care about profit in order to earn merit.

This will go against his original intention and make his thoughts no longer clear.

So from the moment he entered the room, Zhang Jingxu chose to remain silent, allowing Li San to test him out, and using public methods to greet the young scholar.

And Li San was indeed shrewd, able to fully understand Zhang Jingxu's intentions. After the boy questioned the young scholar a few words, he began to investigate in the room again.

Suddenly Li San spoke again, staring at a wooden barrel in the room with burning eyes, pretending to be curious, and then asked the little scholar, "Is that a utensil for storing soybean milk? Little scholar, do you also make tofu at home?"

The little scholar nodded quickly, and replied obediently: "Yes, my family also makes tofu! Born in this village, my ancestors have been doing this for generations."

Li San gave an 'hmm', as if he was satisfied with the answer.

But he suddenly asked again, hardly giving the young scholar time to think: "Making tofu is tiring and hard, and it takes a long time. If you do this job every day, can you still spare energy to study?"

As expected of a member of the public family, Zhang Jingxu secretly nodded his praise in his heart, and at the same time carefully observed the expression of the little scholar.

I saw that the little scholar's face suddenly changed slightly after being questioned by Li San, but it was not the kind of change from embarrassment to anger, but a reaction of embarrassment and embarrassment of young people.

After a good while, the little scholar faltered and stammered: "I, I, I can have someone to help with my work..."

uh-huh?

Zhang Jingxu's heart suddenly moved.

This time he didn't ask Li San to ask, but he asked softly, "Can you tell me who is helping you? Every family in your village makes tofu. Every family should It’s all very hard work, and it’s not supposed that someone can spare some energy to help you do this tiring work every day..."

It's a pity that after this question was asked, the little scholar refused to answer from the beginning to the end. He still had the same hesitant expression just now, but his face was already flushed, and he said: "Sir, can I not answer?"

Seeing him like this, Zhang Jing was moved in humility.Although he really wanted to know the answer, he didn't choose to press the question. Instead, he spoke gently again, and said softly, "If you don't want to answer, then you don't have to answer."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Li San and the yamen servants, and said solemnly: "Don't force him, I believe this kid is kind-hearted. He only wants to improve his studies and lead all the villagers to live a good life. Like this A person with lofty aspirations will not do things that force the villagers to help him."

The little scholar's face was full of emotion.

Li San and the others agreed again and again, expressing that they would definitely obey what Zhang Jingxu said.

But it was obvious that the corner of Li San's eyes was still looking around, and even the other yamen servants were secretly scanning the room.

Suddenly Li San's eyes flashed, and he made a sound of surprise and suspicion. This kid seemed to have discovered something, and rushed to the corner of the room with a stride.

In that corner, there is a dilapidated small desk, which is obviously used by scholars to read and write, but there are not only books on the desk.

Surprisingly, there was a bowl full of white tofu, and it was steaming hot, as if it had just been filled and ready to eat.

And next to this bowl of tofu, there is an even weirder thing, which is a statue as white as jade, and the material is actually carved from tofu...

Li San stared straight at the little scholar with burning eyes, and said with a sneer, "Your family is so poor that you can't bear to light lamp oil. Why are you willing to use tofu to carve portraits? This seems to be a waste of things, right?"

While speaking, Li San raised his hand, stretched out to the tofu statue, deliberately sneered again: "This statue is very delicate, and it is a lifelike woman. Hey, she looks very handsome. Let me ask you, little scholar, what is it?" Which girl do you have a crush on?"

No one expected that the little scholar's expression changed drastically at this moment, as if his face was terrified, as if he was roaring under anxiety...

"Don't touch her, don't touch her, Yunniang won't hurt anyone, Yunniang never hurt anyone."

"Ah, ah, get out, don't touch her, don't touch her."

(End of this chapter)