Copper Coins Chapter 2: Paperman (2)

Jiang Family Medical Hall is located in Yanchao Lane. Most of the wooden parts of the house were burned in the fire three years ago. Now only the westernmost half of the wing is left, which can keep out the wind. Rain can't be of great use, it's not suitable to be fooled, but it can hide ghosts.

Jiang Shining, the son of Jiang's weak crown, just lived as a lonely ghost in his own house.

After he slipped into the house through the crack in the wall, he was delayed for a while, but his mouth was not idle-

"Is the door and the wing across the East China Sea?" The clear voice couldn't hold back anymore.

Jiang Shining opened his mouth to speak, and rolled his eyes to the sky with a sick face. After a moment of silence, he answered in a low hoarse voice: "People have come in, and the food box is stuck outside the wall."

He snorted and said to himself: "I admire."

After a while, he changed his voice and said, "I won."

Jiang Shining: "..."

Judging from the blue face in the moonlight, he probably didn't want to open his mouth any more.

The three crumbling walls of the wing were darkened by smoke and fire, and there was only a hole in the north-facing window. In the winter moon, there was no morning light at the fifth watch, and there was only a shadow of the crescent moon, which leaked a little in the corner of the wing. Not dim light. The man sitting by the window hole just fell into the cold and faint moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness.

He wears a black suit that blends into the night, with two shadows pressing under his straight and beautiful browbones, and his dark eyes reveal a shimmer of light, and the outline alone can tell that this person has a good skin. It's just that half of his face is too pale under the moonlight, and the bones of his wrist supporting his chin are particularly prominent, revealing a strong morbid state.

Actually he was ill - he couldn't get up and couldn't walk.

As for the cause of the illness? The **** doesn't know that. He stayed in Jiang's house for four days. Except for Xue Mingxian, Jiang Shining knew nothing about him.

"Please change your posture, whether you are sitting or not, if you are crooked for a long time, your upper body will be paralyzed." As soon as Jiang Shining entered the wing, he stuffed the full food box into Xue Xian's arms. Before he was alive, he said less and read the books on sages and sages for more than ten years. When he saw Xue Xian's lazy appearance, his eyes hurt.

"You can be paralyzed by tilting twice, when I'm you?" Jiang Shining just turned his back and turned his eyes away, and then opened his mouth and scolded himself in a clearer voice.

"..." Jiang Da scholar was completely unhappy, he turned his head to Xue Xian with a broken face and said, "I've already entered the door, can you say something for yourself, ancestor?"

Xue Xian lifted the lid of the food box, squinted and sniffed the aroma of the hot food, and finally opened his mouth lazily: "Okay, I'm a little tired for the sake of the meat. Would you like a piece? ?"

Jiang Shining said angrily: "Will you burn it to ashes for me?"

Xue Xian: "Dream."

"Eat yours!" After Jiang Shining finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to him, but walked to the base of the wall, and his whole body collapsed suddenly, turning into a thin human-shaped paper skin, sliding along the wall. On the ground - he has limited hours every day, and he has to rest when it is time.

At first glance, this human-shaped piece of paper was cut by a wizard, and the edges were worse than that of a dog. With a few sketches on his face, he could vaguely recognize Jiang Shining's shadow. Tuo carmine, and there is a sense of stupidity in the strangeness.

Not long after the corpse lay on the ground, the cardboard fell into a gentleman's disease, and he rose up again, staring at Xue Xian with a frown: "I wanted to say two days ago, why can't you even hold chopsticks? Good?"

Xue Xian lifted his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently: "Thank you, my upper body has been paralyzed for a long time, and I was able to sit up recently, and my chopsticks are still not working."

After speaking, he raised his hand and threw a hidden weapon, hitting Jiang Shining's forehead and smashing His Excellency the Paper Man back to the ground, seemingly impatient.

Jiang Shining turned his head and glanced at the hidden weapon with difficulty: Bah, chicken bones!

The paper figurine paused for a moment, then remembered what kind of dying struggle it was once again: "Let's discuss, can you not put two pink powder on my face tomorrow night?"

Xue Xian was more lazy this time, and only answered one word: "No."

Jiang Shining: "..."

The so-called cannibal's mouth is soft, but its hands are short. If Xue Xian hadn't helped him get this papery body, he wouldn't know where he was floating in the dark.

On this matter alone, Jiang Shining is a little bit confused——

Huizhou is a vast area, and there are many vacant houses, any one can provide him with a temporary shelter, but he chose such a bald and burnt-out abandoned house like the Jiang Family Medical Hall, and he doesn't know what kind of evil he has fallen into. Besides, Xue Xian said on the first day he came here that he was here to do an important business. But four days later, apart from eating, he only did one thing, which was to cut a paper figure for Jiang Shining.

It doesn't really matter that it's the paper-cutters, right?

Jiang Shining stuck a thin piece on the cold ground for a while, and once again thought of something and started cheating.

Xue Xian has a bad temper, and he became impatient at the first time. The third time he directly blocked: "I cut your mouth again. If you have something to say, I will talk about it tomorrow."

Jiang Shining hurriedly said, "The last sentence."

Xue Xian glanced at him: "As soon as you talk, my brain hurts. If you listen too much, you will be paralyzed. Shut up."

"Just now, I seemed to be following someone behind the door. When I entered the courtyard wall, I glanced at it. It seemed to be a monk with a string of copper coins hanging from his waist. I guessed that it was time to go to the door." Jiang Shining said After planting his head back to the ground, the paper figurine stopped moving.

At this point, he has run out of hours today, and until it gets dark, he can't move or speak, at most he can be a bystander.

Xue Xian: "..."

What can a monk do with a ghost?

A monk with a string of copper coins hanging from his waist follows a ghost, what else can he do?

You nerd, why didn't you say such an important thing for the Chinese New Year? !

With Xue Xian's violent temper, he could send Jiang Shining and the whole yard to the sky when it was convenient for his hands and feet in the past. Now, he can only look through the window hole with a blank face, and see the courtyard door "creak" and being pushed open from the outside.

In these days, there are many magic sticks who rely on their lip-smacking skills to make a living. Xue Xian is not uncommon, and he knows that some of them really know how to work as a three-legged cat. Whether they can do it or not depends on experience. So the older it is, the harder it is to fool.

So, when the monk outside the door stepped in, Xue Xian first breathed a sigh of relief - the person who came was unexpectedly young, and he could see that he was not empty, but it was not going anywhere. And when he swept away the copper coins hanging by the monk with his extraordinary eyesight, he was completely relieved.

The more people with real skills, the more evil spirits the copper coins in their hands will ward off. From a distance, they are very different from ordinary copper coins. A layer of pure light floated on the copper surface, and it was evenly covered like oily skin. Although some people can imitate this layer of yellow and bright skin by some methods that are not on the table, at most, it can block the eyes of ordinary people, and it will not work for Xue Xian.

This young monk in front of the door is a good one. He doesn't even know how to imitate. The string of copper coins around his waist is not to mention the bright yellow oily skin, and even the copper skin is almost worn away. I don't know where it came from, maybe I haven't used it seriously once.

You still want to go down the mountain for a meal? On what? By face?

Xue Xian snorted secretly, put the food box down in peace, and folded the road barrier, turning it into a wooden stake with burn marks.

He leaned towards the back of the chair silently, and his tall and thin figure collapsed instantly. In the blink of an eye, he also turned into a thin sheet of paper, but the edges were much smoother than Jiang Shining. The painting is also much finer than him, and there are not two more red and pink eggs on his face.

Jiang Shining, whose corpse was on the ground unable to move: "..."

This shows that someone is probably a turtle, a pure-bred bastard.

The thin sheet of paper occupied by Xue Xian slid gently down the chair and fell to the ground, lying next to Jiang Shining's sheet of paper. In the blink of an eye, the two sheets of paper on the ground collapsed again, turning into a piece of dark cyan moss lying on the mud surface, which was completely integrated with the dilapidated house, and no flaws could be seen.

If it was more than half a year ago, Xue Xian would not have done such troublesome things. Which daring person is full of food and will plunder his nest, and he can blow a new grave on the spot. However, now he has to put down his body and put up layers of blindfolds——

He is a person who has just recovered from a complete paralysis to a semi-paralysis. It is extremely difficult for him to move a place for himself. The skills that this paper-clad body can withstand is also very limited. It is not bad to dig a grave for himself. .

Fortunately, the monk who came to the door this time is an embroidered pillow, and only the face can be sold for money.

He estimated that the monk would come in and circle around, and if he couldn't find anyone inside or out, he should go home.

The young monk in the white linen robe stopped in the courtyard and glanced around coldly.

The Jiang Family Medical Center originally had three main rooms, three wing rooms, a medicine garden, and a large facade at the front. It's quite a small house. It was burnt by a fire and it was deserted for three years. Now it can be seen completely with just a few glances...

The monk withdrew his gaze, raised his feet around the gravel and debris on the ground, and walked straight towards the only remaining wing in the west half.

As soon as he stepped into the wing door, his fingers under his sleeves flexed imperceptibly. He subconsciously rubbed the copper coin face on his waist with the pulp of his thumb, then frowned slightly and released his hand.

Jiang Shining, who turned into moss and stuck to the ground, stared at the monk's boots, for fear that he would walk in and walk over him. On the other hand, Xue Xian was very relaxed, and he didn't take this monk into his eyes at all.

As expected, the wing room is such a piece of snail house that it can be swept through at a glance. The monk didn't even come in, he just stood at the door for a while, then turned and left.

Xue Xian sneered again in his heart.

It didn't take a moment for him to laugh anymore...because the monk was back!

When he came back, he had an extra piece of white linen in his hand. Judging from the material and size, he should have torn it from the hem of his monk robe. He just walked over to Xue Xian with a cold look on his face, across a clean white linen, carrying a piece of copper skin that he had dug out from the yard, he squatted down with his monk robe, and lifted Xue Qing Mo from the ground. shoveled up.

Xue Xian: "..."

When he scooped up, his eyebrows were clearly wrinkled, and if I read it correctly, it seemed to be a slightly disgusting expression.

Xue Xian: "..."

Damn this bald donkey still thinks he's dirty!