Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 95 Slap Fried Rice (1)

  The road from Dali Temple to home is a main road, and the lanterns on the poles are bright and clear, and the guards of Dali Temple will pass by here from time to time.

  So this road is very safe, from small to large. Tangyuan muttered, raised her head, and looked at the night not far ahead.

  The lanterns of the road sticks used to illuminate the road ahead, but tonight, under the shroud of mist, I don’t know why, but it makes people feel inexplicably cold.

   Tangyuan rolled up her collar and walked forward.

  The wind blew, the lantern on the pole swayed, and the huge lamp shadow fell on the ground and shook back and forth.

  But at this moment, I couldn't help thinking of the story about the painted-skinned monster eating people that Wen Mingtang told. It was also the same night when the night wind was swaying, a figure suddenly walked out from the end of the alley.

   Tangyuan pursed her lips, clenched her teeth subconsciously, and sped up her feet suddenly, and ran towards home over the shaking pole and lantern.

Soon! After passing through an alley, I arrived home, and the night wind blowing in my ears was whistling. The moment I passed through the alley, a figure stretched towards the alley.

  A dark shadow suddenly enveloped him, Tang Yuan instinctively raised his head and looked towards the shadow.

   Then, a scream resounded through the entire alley.

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  The next day was Wen Mingtang's rare holiday, and the morning meal was replaced by a master next to him. Given that there are currently only two chefs in the public kitchen of Dali Temple, the burden of making court food falls on Master Sun.

Wen Mingtang didn't intend to go to the public kitchen to eat the morning food made by Master Sun, but he was tired for a while and slept in. After getting up, he picked up the mung bean cake he made yesterday afternoon and ate two pieces to pad his stomach. Then he washed up, took his purse, and prepared to go shopping.

After thinking about it, he walked to the gate of Dali Temple, and before he stepped out of the gate of Dali Temple, a carriage wrapped in silk and satin stopped at the gate of Dali Temple, and then, a familiar maid jumped out of the carriage , walking towards Wen Mingtang.

  Wen Mingtang couldn't help frowning when he saw her.

  The servant girl didn't realize it, and said directly: "Miss Wen, our Miss Xiu..."

  Before he finished speaking, Wen Mingtang's eyes suddenly passed her and looked behind her, and he called out, "Liu Sicheng!"

  The servant girl who was interrupted turned around and looked at Liu Yuan who was walking towards this side.

  Looking at her, Liu Yuan was about to speak when he caught sight of the maidservant out of the corner of his eye, and asked casually, "This is..."

  Wen Mingtang said: "I'm not very familiar with the maidservant of the family sister in the Sule Jiaofang!"

Speaking of Wen Mingtang's elder sister, thinking of the inexplicable pursuit that day, it was really difficult for Liu Yuan to develop a good impression of this maid, and because of Wen Mingtang's "not familiar with her", he directly ignored her, and spoke bluntly. He said to Wen Mingtang: "Master Wen, I'm looking for you! Follow me quickly!"

  Wen Mingtang immediately followed up with Liu Yuan when he heard the words.

  Seeing that the person was intercepted in this way, the maid became anxious and tried to stop her: "Miss Wen, our Miss Xiu invited you to go to the Zhuangzi outside the city to soak in the hot spring today..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Yuan unceremoniously: "What kind of hot spring are you soaking in? How about soaking in hot springs after someone's death? If you want to soak in it, let your beautiful girl soak it by herself, and Master Wen will accompany me to pick you up. Woolen cloth!"

  The servant girl's face turned blue and red when she said a word, which was very ugly.

  Liu Yuan ignored her, but accelerated his steps and led Wen Mingtang forward.

Seeing that Wen Mingtang didn't raise his head, passed by the carriage and left without saying hello to her, Wen Xiutang angrily dropped a teacup in the carriage, and when the maid who invited someone came back, her anger still persisted Without even thinking about it, Wen Xiutang slapped the maid and scolded: "Why can't you even invite someone?"

The servant girl let out a cry of pain, covered her face, lowered her eyelids, covered the emotions in her eyes, lowered her head and replied in a low voice: "That... that's the Chancellor of Dali Temple, Miss Xun Wen seems to be involved in a life lawsuit or something. "

Wen Xiutang's face was ugly. When he thought that he didn't take people there, he would go to Zhuangzi later. He was afraid that he would have to be angry with King Shangyu. He felt aggrieved and angry, and cursed, "There are so many things!" Then he put down his hands curtain.

   Seeing this, the servant girl turned her head and gave instructions to the coachman before she lifted her foot to climb into the carriage, when she heard Wen Xiutang's voice coming from the carriage, "I want to be alone for a while, please follow me!"

  The coachman who whipped his whip glanced at the servant girl, flicked his whip, and the carriage drove forward leisurely.

  In all fairness, this carriage doesn't go fast, and you can keep up with it at a trot, but how could the maid who travels with Wen Xiutang in the carriage on weekdays go so far? Not to mention that you have to go directly out of the city!

  The servant girl followed in embarrassment, and looked up at the carriage wrapped in silk beside her, with a look of hatred flashing in her eyes.

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Wen Mingtang didn't have time to take care of Wen Xiutang's mess here, so he followed Liu Yuan to the entrance of the alley, and saw a few guards standing at the entrance of the alley, the tall and massive crowd made it difficult to see clearly the inside of the alley What happened. All I saw was the glutinous rice **** standing next to the guards, sobbing, their eyes swollen like walnuts.

  As soon as she saw Wen Mingtang, Tang Yuan let out a "wow" and cried again.

  Wen Mingtang hurried forward, pulled the crying Tang Yuan aside, looked up at Liu Yuan while comforting him, and asked, "Liu Sicheng, what happened?"

   Liu Yuan glanced at her and said, "Isn't it all your fault?"

  Wen Mingtang was puzzled.

   Liu Yuandao: "Did you tell her the story about the painted skin monster?"

  Wen Mingtang nodded, and was about to speak when Liu Yuan turned his head and said to the line of guards behind him, "Give way!"

  The guards behind the human wall made an opening after hearing the news. Through that opening, Wen Mingtang saw a corpse lying at the entrance of the alley. The corpse was a man, wearing a gown with large sleeves from the Wei-Jin period, and the bun that was popular in the Wei-Jin period was also combed on his hair. He looked exactly like a person in the Wei-Jin period hundreds of years ago.

   This attire, in Dayong, is in broad daylight, and I'm afraid it will attract many people to watch, let alone at night.

  The most terrible thing is that the face of the corpse is covered with a layer of white powder and red lips. It looks gloomy in broad daylight.

"Is it like an evil ghost crawling out of a coffin for hundreds of years in a ghost story?" Liu Yuan said, and took another painting from a guard at the side, unfolded the scroll, and pointed to the piece With a blank picture scroll, he said to Wen Mingtang, "When we came over, there was a picture scroll dropped beside the corpse."

   Speaking of this, Liu Yuan paused, looked at Wen Mingtang with a strange expression, and said, "The one who bumped into the corpse was Tangyuan, what do you think she saw?"

  Wen Mingtang looked down at the poor Tangyuan who was crying, and asked Liu Yuan, "What did she see?"

  Liu Yuan glanced at the terrified Tangyuan, and said, "She said she saw the monster lying on the ground hundreds of years ago, running out of this drawing paper!"

   The Tang Yuan who discovered the corpse first were the people from Dali Temple. They thought it was a good thing at first, but after hearing about the process of "witnessing" Tang Yuan, Liu Yuan felt that it would be better if someone else discovered the corpse first!

   It was the first time he had heard such an outrageous eyewitness statement!

  (end of this chapter)