Seven Evil Slips:

131 nights of sweet dreams, the corners of his mouth were turned up when he woke up, Zhang Luo didn't see Kiyo during breakfast, he was refreshed, he actively delivered bowls of porridge, and asked Huo Zihong with concern: "Little boss lady Is she... all right."

Huo Zihong hummed: "It will take a few days."

How long has it been? 10,000 has a bad heart, so why didn't he fall into a slump?

Uncle Zhang snorted at the side: "The knife made a cut, and it started to bleed, won't it scab in a few days? She's fine."

13,000 is dying: "Then you have to recover slowly, little by little, right?"

Huo Zihong dispelled all his hopes with one sentence: "Muyo is not like this."

She pressed one finger to the edge of the table, and lifted it up in a second: "She is like this, like a spring, she just got up, just wait and see."

***

After breakfast, Cao Yanhua, who lives nearby, came to report immediately. He pretended to learn the daily operation of the bar, but his eyes went upstairs: "Where is my sister Kishiro?"

As soon as the words were finished, Kishiro came down from the stairs in a dejected manner. Tenman pretended to lower his head to wipe his cup, and said to himself: "Take a fall, fall and fall."

Seeing her going to the bottom safely, I had to pray instead: "Don't bounce back, don't bounce back."

God should still take care of him. In short, Kiyo showed no sign of rebounding today. She went straight to the table and sat down, lifted the gaiwan, and ate breakfast without saying a word.

Huo Zihong came over with a smile, twisted a piece of thin dough pie, helped her roll fried eggs and spicy fried potato shreds, and handed it back to her: "If you can't beat someone, you can't catch someone, it's a small matter, take part in the competition There are so many people, but there is only one champion, and those who are not in the second place can only jump off the building?"

Kiyo looked at the burrito, but didn't answer it immediately: "Aunt Hong, are you Professor Li's daughter?"

"Yesterday, why did Luo Ren fight with you? It was his fault that he did it. Why didn't you call the police?"

Huo Zihong pursed his lips slightly, and smiled again: "We, Kiyo, are almost a hundred thousand reasons."

She put the burrito on the flat plate next to Kishiro's bowl: "It's over, don't ask me again. It happened a long time ago, and I don't want to mention it again."

Kiyo didn't look at her, and lowered his head to stir the porridge in the bowl: "There are some things you don't want to mention, but if someone doesn't do it, Luo Ren can't give up."

Huo Zihong didn't move for a while, after a while, he reached out and patted the back of Kiyo's hand: "You forget about it, don't worry about it."

Kiyo's eyes fell on Huo Zihong's hand.

Auntie Hong's hands, I dare not say that their skin is as creamy as fat and their fingers are like peeling onion roots, but they are at least slender and well-maintained. In the words of the older generation, they have never done rough work or been tired, Mrs. Ma'am's hands.

Dropped out of school in the second grade of elementary school and went to work with your parents? It's not that Kiyo has never seen the hands of the vegetable vendor, flicking back and forth among the vegetables mixed with fresh mud. The mud color is embedded in the crevices of the skin, and it can't be wiped off no matter how much soap is used.

***

After dinner, while Huo Zihong was reconciling accounts with Uncle Zhang downstairs, Kiyo went into Aunt Hong's room. She usually goes in and out of this room without paying attention. Be extremely careful, as if something is pressing on your chest, it's very stuffy.

Aunt Hong's bedside is the book she read before night, "Explaining the New Language of the World in detail", and there is a reference book of clothing patterns of various ethnic groups spread out on the table. She mentioned before that she wants to open another store, and fabric clothing is a consideration. The pattern of tie-dye and batik has to be thought of by oneself, not all the styles of the bad street.

On the multi-treasure shelf next to the wall are trinkets collected by Aunt Hong. There is a clay sculpture named Huangpang because of the soil, there is a smaller bodiless lantern made by a professional craftsman, and there is a hot pot. Flower gourd.

Watching "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" when she was a child, she stole the gourd, took off the lid and poured soda, climbed to the table and imitated Tieguai Li on TV, and poured soda into her mouth while hahaha, with her hips on her hips and her head raised. After filling half of the gourd, Aunt Hong took it away. She thought she was going to be beaten, so she followed Aunt Hong into the house dejectedly, but Aunt Hong said, "Kido, this is a grasshopper gourd."

Her eyes are like copper bells: "The grasshopper gourd, pretending to be a grasshopper?"

Aunt Hong said: "Yes."

I also told her that the ancients kept songworms, and gourds are the best insect gear. The gourds are selected carefully, called "purple, moist, firm, and thick". In order to protect the gourds, some people even sew them with flannelette. A gourd cover.

She didn't hear it at all, and she thought in her mind: It's over, the grasshopper may be **** and peeing in it, and I'll drink it all...

Thinking about it now, Aunt Hong is really knowledgeable, as if she grew up in a scholarly family.

Suddenly, Kiyo's heart skipped a beat.

Aunt Hong looks exactly like that Li Yaqing. Li Tan admits that Professor Li has a pair of twin daughters. Luo Ren pointed out that Aunt Hong is not at all like Huo Zihong who lives at No. 12 Chenqian Lane, Luoma Lake...

Could it be that the real Huo Zihong was the one who died in Luoma Lake and was turned into a puppet by the fishing line, but now this one has been bearing the name of Huo Zihong... Li Yaqing?

***

Seeing Huo Zihong again, Kiyo is no longer in the same mood as before, and no matter what, he can't connect her with that naive and irritating Aunt Hong.

She sat down at the table by the window, took a pen and paper and nervously listed what she was thinking.

If Aunt Hong is really Li Yaqing, then she has concealed this fact for many years, and she is not as scheming as she appears on the surface. That is to say, Aunt Hong's words may not be true.

——Have you seen me touch Huo Zihong with your own eyes?

Didn't see it with my own eyes, but first heard a horrified voice, and then saw Luo Ren strangling Aunt Hong's neck and pushing her away heavily.

What if Aunt Hong moved first, Luo Ren? She designed it in advance, she knew Luo Ren would defend herself when attacking Luo Ren, and when Luo Ren moved her, she screamed on purpose...

Kiyo was frightened by her own thoughts, she tore up the paper in front of her in a panic and threw it away, and fell down on the table with her hair in her hands.

No, no, no, it's wrong to think this way, Luo Ren is really a devil, he can induce her to doubt Aunt Hong with just a few words.

Cao Yanhua came rushing over, and when he saw Kiyo take out the paper in a hurry, he thought it was the right time.

"Sister Kishiro, don't be angry about this kind of thing, it's not worth it."

"To tell you the truth, if you are a few blocks away from the troublemakers and hooligans, you will suffer because of your lack of experience. If it wasn't for the other party's scheming, how could they have plotted against you."

He is purely speculative, but what he said is convincing, just like what he saw last night, but the flattery is just right, which makes people feel ironic.

Kiyo finally looked up at him.

Cao Yanhua said more and more earnestly: "This kind of thing can actually be completely avoided. Do you know where the key is?"

Avoid? Although he knew that Cao Yanhua was not reliable, Kiyo was still curious: "What's the key?"

"The key is that you lack an apprentice with rich experience, strong martial arts, and caring!"

"Hey, hey, sister Kishiro, don't go..."

Cao Yanhua pointed at Mudai's back, and continued to yell unwillingly: "Sister Mudai, think about it, if something like this happens again, if something happens, I will rush out. Scared to cry, that's me too, you're fine, hey, Kiyo-sister, think about it..."

***

At night, Kiyo had a dream.

I dreamed that Huo Zihong came to her bedside and gently pushed her: "Kiyo, Kiyo, wake up."

She was clearly awake, but she couldn't move or make a sound. Aunt Hong sat down beside her bed and began to thread needles.

The body of the needle is as thick as a pen, and the eye of the needle is as big as a soybean. The thread is also very strange, as if several strands are twisted together. At the beginning, a big fishing net was spread out.

The floor also disappeared, turning into a lake surface with glistening water. The fishing net was half submerged in the lake surface, and the fish struggling under the net could be faintly seen.

Suddenly, only this bed floated on the foggy lake.

Kiyo became frightened and wanted to ask her, what are you doing, Aunt Hong?

Her throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, she couldn’t make a sound no matter what, Aunt Hong showed a secretive smile, she slowly stretched out her hand, and pressed her head firmly, while the other hand held the stick. The needle went straight to her cheek...

He was covered in cold sweat, his calf kicked convulsively, and when he found out that it was a quilt, his heart fell to the ground in an instant, feeling relieved.

It's just that I can't sleep anymore.

Kiyo hugged the pillow and blanket and went downstairs, went to the seat by the window where he sat most often, put the pillow upright on the window, and leaned on the bench to half lie down.

***

The five major punishments in ancient times.

Cut your feet.

Luo Ren frowned, and tapped the touch screen with his fingertips to switch between webpages at any time.

The contents of the several webpages that were pointed out are also similar: penalty, ancient Chinese penalty, evolution and development of penalty, progress of human society and gradual change of penalty.

It is mentioned in the content that modern punishment is nothing more than death penalty or imprisonment. There are not many types of death penalty. Some countries or regions even advocate respect for human rights and abolish the death penalty. It is improved with the development of social civilization.

Back in time, from ancient times to the slave era, punishments were barbaric and cruel, and the most typical ones were the five major punishments.

The earliest historical records are in Xia Qishi, ink (tattoo face), 劓 (cut nose), 刖 (cut feet), Gong (deprivation of reproductive ability), and Dapi (death penalty).

It can be regarded as the five major punishments that Xia Qi summed up the experience of his predecessors.

Luo Ren vaguely felt that this was the right way. Liu Shuhai himself admitted to the murder. It is unknown why a piece of skin was missing from his back after death, but his feet were cut off, which was very similar to punishment.

Moreover, he was not the only one whose feet were cut off.

Luo Ren suddenly felt tightness in his chest, he got up and walked to the window, opened the window to let in air, and took advantage of the opportunity to tear open the neckline.

The night is quiet, the air is humid, the lights are stretching in the night, and the bluestone slabs are glowing with the bright color that can only be seen at night. Looking from this side, the far diagonally opposite is the Gathering and Scattering Bar.

Luo Ren looked at it for a while, and suddenly his heart moved. He took out the German-style night vision portable eagle eye in the luggage bag, and looked there.

The night-vision Hawkeye's imaging was less effective than the telescope's daytime effect, but he still recognized who that person was.

Smiling on the corner of Luo Ren's lips, he murmured, "Still on guard?"