Twilight Boundary

Chapter 81 Country Salesman

 Except for this inexplicable girl, everything else has been going smoothly.

Although I am not sure what the two of them are thinking, these notes and Qingshi have indeed benefited Hu Ma a lot.

 In this village, Hu Ma is becoming more and more accustomed to his status as a manager.

Now not only the guys in the outer courtyard have obeyed him, but also people in the surrounding towns and villages that occasionally pass by during night patrols have also gotten to know this young and capable steward of the village. Here, someone calls me the steward.

When something happened in the surrounding villages and towns, it was customary to ask this young steward to come and deal with it.

And after solving the old lady who stole pig food at night, the affair after her death, and the ghost husband blocking the door, Hu Ma's reputation gradually increased.

Of course, the only thing he can deal with now is such evil evil spirits with shallow Yin energy. Those cows have escaped and come here to let him do the math. Hu Ma really doesn't know how to do it. When he asked the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper just waved his hand and said that he would send them away. .

“We are not a yamen, and besides, we don’t know how to do it…”

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 The surroundings are gradually getting familiar, and there is a lot of peace in Zhuangzi.

The shopkeeper’s daughter first appeared, causing chaos in the village for a while, but then she disappeared out of the house.

  Occasionally I caught a glimpse of it, but I didn’t get closer. I just looked at Hu Ma from a distance and smiled.

 Or ask him, how is your recent practice progress?

Or she tilted her head and asked Hu Ma where the rouge and gouache she had promised her was?

Hu Ma doesn’t mind buying her some rouge and gouache. In the village, there aren’t many places to spend money. The three or two small silver cakes that his mother-in-law left for him have been spent for so long. It has become seven or eight...

But this rouge and gouache is really hard to buy. You have to go to the city.

But as the steward of Zhuangzi, he doesn’t have many opportunities to go to the city...

“Okay, just take some tonic and take good care of yourself for a few days. The most important thing is not to go to Xishan anymore.”

On this day, Hu Ma was invited by the head of Xuejia Village to see a woodcutter who was attacked by evil spirits. There was nothing wrong with this man. He just saw a peach blossom tree when he went to Xishan to cut firewood. .

　　It is the winter moon season, but the peach blossom tree is full of flowers, brilliant and colorful.

Normal people would be afraid to run away when they saw this evil thing, but this woodcutter walked towards it in a daze.

After sleeping under a tree, he dreamed of a beautiful woman approaching her with a silly smile and tempting him to have **** with her, so he did so.

 Going there again the next day, I handed it in again.

　Going again on the third day, I paid twice.

 On the fifth day... fell ill.

Hu Ma came over to take a look and knew what the problem was. There was obviously something wrong with the peach blossom, but it was already far away from Zhuangzi. He didn't bother to run more than thirty miles to get rid of her, so he just used a ray of fire to help him remove it from his body. He then ordered him to replenish his health.

Before leaving, the woodcutter exerted extra strength and grabbed Hu Ma's hand: "Sir, can I still be okay?"

“Of course it will be fine, just relax and take care of it.”

Huma smiled and comforted him.

Evil spirits in this world have various ways of harming people. Some are life-threatening, some are driven by obsessions, and some **** people's yang energy.

This woodcutter met a good man, who did not harm his life, but only stole his life.

In fact, it is not as simple as Hu Ma said to raise him up. The tonic is just to help him get better as soon as possible, so that he can chop wood and work to make a living. But after such an experience, his life span may be shortened by twenty years. But there is no need to say this to scare people.

Hearing that he was getting well, the woodcutter held Hu Ma's hand more tightly: "Can the tonic be stronger?"

 “I’ll get better soon, okay... go there again!”

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Hu Ma was confused when he heard this. What kind of nonsense is this?

 You don’t have the skills of the second master, but you have the same hobbies as the second master, right?

 Do you think anyone can be like Er Ye? Not only does it not hurt, but it also greatly nourishes it?

 “Go without your life.”

Hu Ma could only say one sentence: "Your life span has been reduced by at least thirty years. If you go away a few more times, there won't be anything left."

This is not to bluff him. People who watch the year are cultivating their lives. Their own moral conduct is essentially a person's anger, and they can estimate their lifespan. They are also sensitive to the anger of outsiders, and their general judgments are not bad.

This kind of **** between men and monsters is extremely harmful to the body. Take this woodcutter as an example. He had already leaked Yuanyang, but he worked hard and was strong. He still had fifty years of life left in him. After having **** once, he would be relieved. Losing one point has already damaged the foundation.

 Hunting the woodcutter to cry from inside, Hu Ma came out and told the chief about the gold offering.

He remembered what the old shopkeeper said, and every time except for evil spirits, the amount of gold that should be collected would naturally not be less.

 It is also a good thing to collect it to subsidize Zhuangzi and distribute grain money to the workers.

 As for the family being poor and unable to provide for themselves, there is no need to worry about Hu Ma, the head of the village will take care of it.

 What Hu Ma can do is not to rush or blackmail. Having settled the matter and declined the village chief's invitation to stay for dinner, Hu Ma slowly walked back to Zhuangzi. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he heard the sound of a rattle and saw a picker by the river at the end of the village. The salesman with a heavy load is soliciting business.

Thinking of the rouge and gouache promised to that girl He, Hu Ma turned around and walked over.

From a distance, I saw many children surrounding the salesman, all looking at the candies and sweets in the basket with envy.

These salesmen walked the streets and occasionally came to the village. The loads on both sides were full of good things, including needles and threads, tea bowls and jars, and even candies, jars, steamed buns, chicken dusters, soy sauce, vinegar, oil, and salt. , can be said to be a walking department store between villages and towns.

As soon as they heard the sound of the rattle, everyone in the family who was in need hurriedly came out to ask for something. If not, they told the salesman and asked him to bring it next time.

Now the salesman seems to have finished taking care of the business in the village and is about to pack up his luggage and leave.

The adults have all left, leaving only the children who are still greedy and reluctant to move.

But few poor families are really willing to buy it for their children. If they are greedy, they will be greedy. When they grow up, they will no longer be greedy.

"Don't reach out and grab it, hey, don't smear your nose on me..."

 “Stand still and you’ll get some sweets…”

When Hu Ma came over, she happened to catch up with the young salesman taking candies and teasing the drooling child. Hu Ma saw that he actually took a piece of brown candy stick and handed it to a child with a tiger-like head, and then I took a piece to tease the others.

"Be careful. If their parents don't recognize you, you won't be able to get the coins back."

Hu Ma walked over and suddenly smiled.

"Hi."

The salesman was startled and turned around. He was a young man with a strong build and a naturally smiling face. He smiled at Hu Ma and said, "Those who don't take copper coins, business is good today. I only have these few things left to amuse the children." That’s it, I’ll wait until it’s sold out so I can go back early.”

“I’ve been kissing my children since they were little, and I’ve given them food without feeling any distress. What does this young master want to do?”

However, he saw that Hu Ma was wearing clean clothes, with a green cloth belt tied around his waist, and a pair of blue cloth shoes on his feet. He knew that he had a good status, so he called him "Master" directly.

Hu Ma didn’t talk much, just smiled and said: “Rouge gouache, do you still have it here?”

"have."

The salesman hurriedly knelt down and took out several wooden boxes from the basket for the flax to pick out.

Hu Ma picked a few at random, paid the money, put them in his arms, and returned to Zhuangzi.

Now that it was getting late, Hu Ma arranged a night watch, but saw that sister Wu He never showed up.

 He entered the inner courtyard, found the old servant, and asked him to give the things to his junior sister.

On the other hand, he checked at Zhuangzi that all the work arrangements were in order, and had dinner. When the night watch guys came back, he took the mahogany sword and Zhou Datong's waist knife, took Xiao Hongtang, and walked slowly Out of Zhuangzi's door.

I took advantage of the darkness and walked another seven or eight miles, and actually returned to the village where I came during the day. Borrowing the moonlight, I arrived at the entrance of the village and sat down under the old willow tree by the river, silently closing my eyes and meditating.

It was pitch black all around. Although there was a moon above his head, he sat in the shadow of the tree and could not see anyone.

In this way, after waiting for about an hour or two, the night became darker.

At the end of a wilderness village, it was the winter moon, not a single sound of insects or birds could be heard, and the animals, cats and dogs in the village were also sleeping deeply.

There was really no movement at all, as if it had been forgotten by the world.

Hu Ma thought to herself that she would wait for another hour before returning to Zhuangzi.

But at this moment, a cool breeze blew up outside the village, and there seemed to be a faint sound of rattles.

The sound was so far away and so light that it was mixed in the night wind and almost inaudible.

Hu Ma opened her eyes and looked towards the sound of the rattle, but there was only darkness and nothing could be seen. Only the wind was blowing vaguely, and it was cold and whirling on the country road, making people subconsciously feel uncomfortable. It gave rise to a somewhat cold and frightening feeling.

  Turning his head again, he frowned slightly.

I could vaguely see a few small wriggling dots appearing on the dirt road in the village, slowly approaching.

Hu Ma sat still and held the curious little Hongtang. She just stared silently under the tree. After a while, she saw those little ones walking past her. They were a few confused children. .

They seemed to be still asleep, with their eyes closed, and they stretched out their two plump little hands, groping forward in the night.

It was as if he was sleepwalking. His steps and posture seemed a little staggering, and he staggered occasionally. However, he kept walking, forming a line, and slowly walked towards the outside of the village.

In the village, there were no lights, no roosters or dogs, and the adults had already fallen asleep. No one knew that these children had escaped.

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Hu Ma waited for the group of children to pass in front of him, then he breathed a sigh of relief and tightened his grip on the wooden sword across his knees.

 “Go, go back to Zhuangzi, wake up Zhou Datong, and tell him…”

He whispered instructions to Xiao Hongtang and made them clear one by one. Then he stood up with his sword and followed the group of children from a distance, walking deeper into the wilderness.

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