The entertainers in the arena are all East Traveling Beggars.
The little beggars in the city are all managed by the West.
Some were in trouble since childhood, and some were trafficked.
These little beggars, who are weak-tempered, will be bullied by others all their lives, and even have to hand over all the proceeds from begging. It is impossible for them to make a living in a big pot, and eventually die of illness and cold.
Some grit their teeth and work hard to become stewards and thugs in beggars' gangs. They also have some spare money and are responsible for managing other beggars.
For example, the several big beggars next to this bunch of little beggars, although they are also in rags, are much stronger and even have sharp knives hidden in them.
They are responsible for managing the little beggars.
Anyone who can fight hard is a ruthless person.
On weekdays, people who come from outside to make a living are often bullied.
But facing the eastbound Old Beggar next to them, they didn't even dare to look away. They lowered their heads and looked away, their eyes full of fear.
Old Beggar didn't even bother to look at them.
A faint red light flickered in his pupils, and it wasn't until Li Yan's figure completely disappeared that he slowly turned his head and looked at Changfeng Inn.
Seeing the officials coming in and out at the door, Old Beggar narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned his head back, continued to pull Erhu, and sang lightly:
"You good people, listen to me!
The fishing drums are ringing, the mournful voices are rising, and the years of wandering in the rivers and lakes are long. The leaves of the lonely boat are blown by the wind, and the heart is panic when traveling to the end of the world. In the past, the lofty sentiments soared into the sky, but today, no one knows about the downfall..."
It's just an ordinary fishing drum poem, not elegant at all, but Old Beggar's voice is desolate, which makes people feel sad for no reason.
In the tea shop opposite, a dull-looking middle-aged Confucian scholar heard this and immediately took down a few coins, got up and chased in the direction where Li Yan left...
On the other side, Li Yan strode along the ancient streets of Yichang.
The streets of this ancient city are a bit narrow, and the bluestone slabs have been worn smooth due to the age, and they are large and small, uneven.
Yichang is an important water transportation route, and the architecture here also integrates the characteristics of various places.
Looking at it, most of them are white walls and green tiles, with the corners mottled with moss due to moisture. There are tall horse-head walls and cornices and brackets on the top. The brick carvings and wood carvings are exquisite, and the wood is slightly dark, showing the vicissitudes of life.
Pedestrians on the street also have different clothing and accents.
There were many Tujia people and Bashu people who spoke with strong accents and constant slang, which he couldn't understand at all.
Of course, for Li Yan, taste is the second eye.
He put his left hand in his sleeve and pinched Yang Seal from time to time. All the smells within two to three hundred meters poured into his nasal cavity, and he suddenly discovered many things.
The city of Yichang is indeed not peaceful.
There are too many people in the arena!
For example, the stickman from Bashu on the left is dressed in black and blue coarse clothes. He looks honest and honest, but there is a sharp knife hidden in his shoulder pole...
For example, the old woman selling wild vegetables on the street is no different from ordinary people, but there are poisonous snakes and spiders hidden in her sleeves, and there are also many willow leaf darts in her clothes, which have a slight fishy smell and have been smeared with poison...
There is also a paper-making shop that I just passed by. Not only is the smell of incense lingering inside, but there is also a faint smell of cold Killing Intent, which is obviously home to ghosts...
These are not experts, but they are all "eating Ge Nian".
That is, the "Ge" in Hua, Lan, Ge, and Rongzhong. He was hired by others for his martial arts to do all kinds of dirty work, including spying on intelligence.
The Jianghu and the imperial court seem to be unrelated, but in fact they are closely connected.
Even many turmoils in the world are rooted in imperial policies.
For example, after the opening of the sea, the piers along the coast have become treasured places for people in the rivers and lakes to compete for. Blade Light Sword Shadow, countless people died tragically in dark alleys...
Competitive disturbances in all walks of life often start in the arena. For example, a store suddenly becomes compromised, goods are robbed, and gangs of scammers come to your doorstep. These are all preludes for opponents to start attacking...
This time Southwest Rebellion also attracted people from all over the world to gather.
The only difference is that the rules have changed.
Elsewhere, Jianghu Rules is the distribution of benefits.
Try to avoid conflicts as much as possible to avoid losing both sides.
And there is no good person who can come here during the war.
The only rule is to live longer than others...
Li Yan looks like a member of the martial arts community at first glance. He is very conspicuous when walking on the street, attracting many overt and covert looks.
He had other important matters and was too lazy to stir up trouble, so he simply turned a blind eye. After asking for directions several times, he finally found the Yan family.
As a wealthy family in Yichang, the Yan family naturally built the building with style.
The house is quite large and has a hint of Huizhou charm, with white walls and black tiles, a vermilion gate, a towering horse-head wall, and is surrounded by bamboo forests.
There are a pair of drum-holding stones in front of the door, a few Horse-Tying Post outside the courtyard, and there are three or four layers of hairpins on the door. Each one is older than the last, indicating that there have been several court officials in our ancestors.
On the wooden couplets on both sides, it is written, "Loyalty is passed down to the family for a long time, and poems and books will be passed down for a long time." There is a plaque on the top of the door that reads "Poetry and Liturgy is passed down to the family."
Li Yan burst out laughing after seeing it.
It seems that Yan Jiuling boy is a lot more humble.
Even if the Yan family is not Aristocratic Clan, it is definitely very important in the local area.
It was broad daylight and Yan's house was not closed. Two young men in Tsing Yi were chatting at the door, even speaking in soft tones.
Li Yan was carrying a horizontal knife at his waist. Although he had a good temperament, seeing him coming over also aroused the vigilance of the two servants.
One of them immediately ran into the courtyard, and soon two guards followed him, with solemn eyes and their right hands pressing the handle of the knife.
Something is wrong with the Yan family...
Li Yan As soon as he saw it, he had some guesses in his mind.
Lineage, who is the heir of this kind of poetry and calligraphy, usually pays great attention to etiquette. If he is so wary of outsiders, there must be something wrong with him.
His expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "My Excellency, Li Yan, came from Guanzhong. I am friends with Mr. Yan Jiuling, so I came here to visit you."
"Your Excellency is the second young master's friend?"
The boy's eyes were filled with suspicion, "Do you have any proof?"
Li Yan immediately took out the letter written by Yan Jiuling, along with a simple jade pendant, and handed it to the boy.
Seeing the handwriting on the jade pendant and the letter, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully held his hands in his hands and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will report back to the master right away."
After saying that, he took the letter and entered the courtyard.
Li Yan didn't care either, just waited peacefully outside the door.
He glanced at the door hairpin and plaque, thoughtfully.
These plaques are actually items for the town house. Each one is much more powerful than the Hundred Battles Tablet that his family used to have, and the smell of incense lingers around, indicating that sacrifices will be performed during every year and festival.
If you encounter ordinary evil objects, you will stay away from them.
And when he got closer, he discovered that the Feng Shui layout of this Yangzhai mansion was also very particular, and it was fresh and elegant, matching the bamboo forest.
Staying here for a long time can cultivate your mind and nature.
I heard from Yan Jiuling that his grandfather was Mr. White Deer Academy, and he might have some connection with Confucianism Xuanmen.
There are also the two guards. Their figures seem to be scattered, but their feet are straight, their temples are slightly bulging, and they are silent. At first glance, they are fulcrums (the guards are good at guarding the hospital).
Just when he was thinking wildly, the young man hurried out of the door, respectfully raised his hands and said, "This young man, my master has invited you."
"Good work."
Li Yan nodded and immediately entered the courtyard.
Passing through the screen wall, the first thing that comes into view is a patio, which absorbs rain, dew and sunlight, and then is the spacious front hall.
The beams, brackets, sparrows and other components in the hall are all carefully carved, and the patterns of characters, flowers, auspicious animals and so on are lifelike.
In the front hall, an old man is sitting on a chair. He is wearing a white robe and a black crown. He has a slender face, a long gray beard hanging down his chest, and an elegant temperament.
Seeing Li Yan entering the door, he immediately stood up and said with a smile, "This is the Young Hero Li that Quanzi mentioned. Please take a seat."
Obviously, he has read Yan Jiuling's letter.
"I've met Uncle Yan."
Li Yan After being greeted and seated, a waiter soon served him tea.
Yan Jiuling's father's name is Yan Bonian.
He ordered the boy to return the letter and jade pendant to Li Yan, and then said with a smile, "I heard that Quanzi mentioned in the letter that Young Hero Li once saved his life in the mountains. I am very grateful."
Li Yan calmly shook his head and said, "Uncle, you're welcome. Brother Yan and I are life and death friends. Some trivial matters are not worth mentioning."
He spoke politely, but there was something strange in his heart.
Yan Jiuling's mother is suffering from madness and has been seeking medical treatment for three years to no avail.
He came all the way to Yichang, but he was afraid of being delayed on the road. Why didn't Yan Bonian look like he was in a hurry at all?
Seemingly reading his thoughts, Yan Bonian then said, "According to Quanzi's letter, Young Hero Li has received a precious medicine that can cure the illness of the old man and his wife?"
Judging from his appearance, he was obviously a little suspicious.
Li Yan didn't care when he saw this, shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "Uncle Yan, I don't know whether it is effective or not."
"However, this Fei Yi is a rare beast among "Classic of Mountains and Seas". It is rare to see in the world. Senior Hua Mountain Pure Yang Palace personally said that it is Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. All epilepsy and madness can be cured by Gu worms. I think it should be right."
"Oh?"
Hearing Heavenly Spiritual Treasure and Pure Yang Palace, curiosity arose in Yan Bonian's eyes, "Fei Yi is a legendary thing. Can you please open my eyes?"
"That's natural."
Li Yan didn't waste any time. He took the wooden box out of his arms, opened it and handed it to Yan Bonian for inspection.
Fei Yi's body had been dried. Seeing its strange appearance, Yan Bonian was amazed. Then he handed it back to Li Yan and sighed slightly, "Don't be surprised, little friend. In fact, this matter is too mysterious."
"I have been looking for famous doctors for the past three years, and even invited some Daoist doctors, but to no avail. I have given up all hope."
"And the disease of Zhuojing..."
Halfway through the words, he sighed, as if he didn't want to mention it again, and stood up and said, "My little friend has sent medicine thousands of miles away, and Quanzi's friends are not in vain. No matter whether it is successful or not, I would like to thank you here."
"My little friend, please come with me."
Li Yan got up and followed Yan Bonian to the backyard.
The Yan family's house is quite large, with a small ancestral hall in the middle, a rockery garden in the center of the backyard, and courtyards on three sides.
As they walked along, there were not many servants and maids along the way, but there were more than twenty nursing homes, all guarding the corners and passages.
Li Yan frowned slightly after seeing it.
This is the Guazi Trade defense method. It is scattered throughout the courtyard. If a thief sneaks in, just whistle and nearby brothers will come to support.
Larger mansions will have people patrolling them in batches.
But usually, this happens at night.
Why are you acting like this in broad daylight...
Also, according to Yan Jiuling, he also has an older brother, a younger brother and a younger sister, and his father also has four or five wives and concubines.
Along the way, it seemed deserted.
Arriving at the side courtyard on the right, a maid immediately came up to greet him.
"Have you met the master?"
"How are you today, ma'am?"
"I committed the crime once this morning, but luckily I was stopped by Concubine Shen."
"Hmm."
Yan Bonian asked a few questions and then took Li Yan into the courtyard.
Before entering the door, Li Yan's brows twitched slightly.
Although the courtyard is kept neat and tidy, and there are many flowers and plants planted, there is still a smell that lingers.
This is the smell of a patient who has been incontinent all year round.
Sometimes even if you take good care of it, it won't go away.
No wonder, the old man was hesitating just now. Many wealthy families have this problem. They have to maintain their appearance until death, and don't want outsiders to see their embarrassment.
It is the so-called "the donkey will not fall down".
Wing Room Outside, a strong woman was going out with a basin full of clothes. When she saw the two of them, she nodded quickly, "I've met the master."
"How is Madam?"
"It's quiet now."
The healthy woman replied, quickly put down the wooden basin, stepped forward gently, and slowly pushed the door open.
Li Yan looked up and saw an old woman sitting in front of the window. Her clothes had obviously just been changed, and she was staring blankly out the window, muttering incessantly, but she couldn't make out what she was saying.
"My little friend, this is Zhuojing."
Yan Bonian sighed, "How to treat it?"
"Easy."
Li Yan Take out Fei Yi, break off a small piece, "Grind this into powder and drink it."
"Is it that simple?"
Yan Bonian felt a little unbelievable, but Li Yan offered medicine from thousands of miles away. He could not refuse, so he had to say to the maid, "Lian Yun, go get the tools."
Because there were patients at home, the Yan family had all the tools to prepare medicines, and they quickly crushed those Fei Yi tails into powder.
The strong woman had been taking care of people all year round and was obviously very experienced. She hid the powder in a bamboo spoon and coaxed her, while taking advantage of Mrs. Yan's unpreparedness, she fed her directly and drank some water.
"Ah! Ah!"
Madam Yan suddenly went crazy, waving her hands and scratching her hands. At the same time, the smell of urine arose, and the dress she had just changed became wet again.
Fortunately, the healthy woman had experience and hugged him tightly.
Yan Bonian saw this, his eyes were a little red, and he said in a trembling voice, "Zhuo Jingnian has a light temper, and never quarrels with others. He loves to grow flowers and grass, and he also loves to be clean. Who would have thought..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Yan straightened up and became stiff, staring straight at the ceiling with a roaring sound in her throat.
"Madam! Madam!"
The strong woman holding her had never seen anything like this before. She suddenly panicked and shouted repeatedly.
Li Yan was also a little surprised, secretly thinking something was wrong.
Could it be that there is something wrong with Fei Yi, that it cannot cure the disease and is eating people bad?
At this moment, Mrs. Yan's body was trembling, and there was a sound of phlegm in her throat. She spit out a lot of thick phlegm.
Li Yan immediately shrank his pupils after seeing it.
There was a large puddle of phlegm on the ground that was viscous and yellow-green in color. There was also a transparent ootheca, the size of a silkworm cocoon, with insects pupating inside.
When exposed to air, the egg shell immediately dries and turns yellow.
The insects inside stopped moving.
"Gu?"
Yan Bonian When he saw it, his face immediately turned ugly, his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out to be a Gu, how could it be possible..."
"This is not a poison."
Li Yan on the side looked solemn, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said solemnly, "Uncle Yan, send someone to the incense burner in the ancestral hall to get a handful of incense ashes, and by the way, find a sewing needle."
"Lian Yun, hurry!"
Yan Bonian already knew from the letter that Li Yan was a warlock. He must have known something, so he didn't dare to neglect it, so he quickly asked the maid to get it.
The maid was also frightened, stumbled out and quickly fetched two things.
Li Yan grabbed the incense ash and sprinkled it on the egg shell.
Strangely enough, all the incense ash was absorbed by the egg sheath and kept shrinking, like a stone.
Li Yan picked it up with chopsticks, put it on the table, and then used a sewing needle to break open the outer skin bit by bit, revealing the bugs inside.
When Yan Bonian next to him saw it, his scalp felt numb. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but he felt cold all over.
The insect's body is like a spring silkworm, white and tender.
But the head vaguely resembles a human face,
And all the five senses...