The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Although Dongcheng Magu Hutong is in a chaotic area, it is a place where all the three religions and nine classes are in awe.

There lived a well-known fairy aunt who was said to be able to communicate with ghosts and spirits, and even high-level households would quietly ask to do it when they encountered difficult things.

A handsome young man looked at everything around him curiously.

The low and dilapidated houses, the debris piled up in the corners, the sewage flowing on the ground, and the cries and laughter of children from time to time, all these made the teenager feel novel.

The novelty was masked by caution.

Those idlers who were bored by the wall and cast their eyes on the young man made him have to be careful.

This was a place he had never been to, and a landscape he had never seen before.

But when he came to a fork in the road, the boy still stopped, and his eyes showed a bit of confusion.

The young man stopped for a moment, and had no choice but to walk to the side of the road and ask a woman who was walking back with a laundry tub: "Auntie, may I ask how to get to Magu Hutong?"

The woman glanced at the young man and saw that the young man had a clean and handsome face, but the clothes on his body were anything but ordinary. His eyes became subtle in an instant, and Nunu said, "Just go over there."

The young man thanked him and walked in the direction pointed by the woman.

The woman's hand holding the laundry tub clenched tightly, looking at the young man's back, hesitant to say anything, finally shook her head and walked quickly towards her house.

The young man had only walked ten feet away, when a young man in his early twenties spit out the grass roots in his mouth and stopped in front of the young man, and said without a smile, "Little brother, where are you going? Stay and play with my brother."

The young man frowned instantly.

The girl told her to change into men's clothes when she came to such a place, otherwise she was afraid of causing trouble. Could this person be blind and want her to be a "stinky boy" to stay and play?

It turned out that this young man was A Man who disguised himself as a man.

Aman is tall and slender, and is in his teens, so wearing men's clothes is not out of the ordinary.

Well, the girl also said that if there are still people who come out to make trouble in men's clothing, then spend money to eliminate the disaster.

Aman kept in mind his girl's advice, took out a few copper coins from his purse and stuffed them into the young man's hand.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then picked up a copper coin and blew it, and said with a smile: "Little brother is quite interesting, but my brother is really not looking for you for money."

That is not enough money!

Ah Man took out another string of copper coins and put them in the hands of the young man, but he felt a little regretful.

It's a pity that the girl repeatedly told her that if she can avoid trouble, she won't cause trouble, or she can lift the weak chicken in front of her with one hand and throw it at the wall.

The young man obviously did not expect that this ordinary-dressed boy would be able to knock out a lot of money.

Don't look at all the coins that Aman gave him. You must know that this is a place where the poor gather. Most people live without food. These coins are enough for one person to eat meat and steamed buns for several days.

The young man stared at Ah Man's purse hanging on his waist, and reached out his hand and pulled it down unceremoniously.

Aman squeezed his fists, suppressed his anger, and said, "I've given you all the money, can I go over?"

The young man laughed again: "Don't worry little brother, brother is really not for money."

He just wants the money.

"Then what are you doing?" A Man asked a few idle men who were not far away from the corners of their eyes, eyeing them.

"It's for you, little brother, as soon as my brother sees you, he likes you." The young man obviously became more and more reckless because of A'man's constant concessions.

Aman looked at the young man coldly and stretched out three fingers.

"What's the meaning?"

"My master said it's nothing more than three things." Aman stepped forward with no expression, and narrowed the distance between the two.

The young man felt that an object had penetrated his body.

That kind of feeling is very mysterious, he can clearly feel the resistance of flesh and blood to the object, but he can't feel any pain.

The young man lowered his head and saw a golden hairpin pierced into his lower abdomen. Most of the hairpin remained outside. The lifelike magnolia flowers on the hairpin head seemed to smell the fragrance.

At this moment, a thought suddenly crossed in the young man's mind: If he runs away now, this golden hairpin will belong to him, right?

But for some reason, the young man's legs were firmly nailed to the ground and he didn't move a single step.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Ah Man's tone was so strong that it fell into the ears of the young man, indescribably strange.

The young man snorted, and cold sweat soaked his back instantly.

It didn't hurt, he really didn't feel the pain.

Why doesn't it hurt? How can it not hurt?

The golden hairpin that was left in the lower abdomen did not make the young man feel terrible. He was a street scoundrel. This injury was nothing to him, but he clearly saw blood but felt no pain at all. , The young man's heart was hairy.

In the clear sky, did he hit a ghost?

This place is not far from Magu Hutong. The fairy who lives in Magu Hutong can communicate with ghosts and spirits, so it is not impossible to encounter a ghost occasionally, right?

"Doesn't it hurt?" Ah Man's calm voice sounded again.

"No, it doesn't hurt—" The young man's tongue knotted.

"It's okay if it doesn't hurt. It will hurt until midnight, and it will get more and more painful every day at that time." A feeling of not being able to breathe.

It turned out to be a coward. I really don't know what a girl would do with such a person.

A Man's eyes flashed contempt, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "If you don't want to die in pain, remember to take this golden hairpin to the second private room on the second floor of Wufu Teahouse at noon three days later."

The young man didn't wake up like a dream until Ah Man turned into the alley ahead.

"Afei, why are you standing there stupidly?" People who often hang out with each other on weekdays gathered around.

"It's nothing—" The young man quickly pushed away the person who patted him on the shoulder, and ran away.

No matter whether what the strange boy said is true or not, no one else can see this golden hairpin!

"Is Fei ill?" the person who was pushed away scolded.

"Look!" One of them pointed to the ground in an excited tone.

Several people looked down and saw the bloodstains on the ground, and couldn't help but change their faces.

"Honey, did Ah Fei hit a hard stubble?"

"I felt that Ah Fei's quick temper was going to cause trouble, so let it go, let it go."

A few people walked back to the wall and resumed their appearance of doing nothing.

Aman walked into Magu Hutong and stopped in front of a dwelling with jade rabbit lanterns hanging.

The dwellings are quite old, and although they appear to be complete, the wooden doors have deep traces of time.

Ah Man stepped forward to call for the door, and soon a girl opened the door.

"I'm here to find Xian Gu."

The girl was obviously accustomed to this, and pulled the door open and said, "Come in."

Ah Man followed the girl into the house.

Cigarettes curled up in the house, and a middle-aged woman with her hair in a bun sat cross-legged, her eyes were slightly closed, and she looked a bit immortal.

Hearing the movement, the woman opened her eyes: "What do you want?"

"Are you Liu Xiangu?" Ah Man came to the woman and asked calmly.