Chapter 11 Do not close the door at night(1/2)
Dijia Town is located east of Chang'an and east of the Wei River tributary of the Qinling Mountains.
The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant.
It is the end of the hour of the sunset, and the afterglow of the sunset is getting darker.
Three figures walked on the gold-plated brick road, facing the sunset, and admired the scenery of the landscape covered with a layer of gold-plated veil along the way, leaving three shaking shadows behind them, which were stretched very long and long...
When the shadow extended to Dijia Town, Wang Langjun, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, looked around in shock, and said incrediblely: "What's going on?"
These people are men and women, old and young, and travel in groups of three or five.
But they don't close the door, nor do they lock it.
Aren’t they afraid that thieves will take the opportunity to enter their homes and steal money and goods?”
"It's rare and weird, I don't know it anymore, right?"
Could this kid really be burned by Cai Guang? Yuan Tiangang stared at the boy with strangeness and contempt, touching his beard and joking.
It attracted A Liang, who was walking on the right, to look at the starving ghost like a fool.
The starving ghost is really a starving ghost. What should I do?
If the starving ghost hadn't appeared in the world, how could he have asked such stupid words?
What's more, this starving ghost and the old craftsman are traveling around the world.
How could they not understand the worldly ways?
Know nothing about new things.
This is the appearance of starving ghosts.
If the starving ghost eats people... Aliang stared at the starving ghost vigilantly, and retreated tremblingly, for fear that the starving ghost would accidentally pounce on him and bit off his neck.
Wouldn't that turn into a blood-sucking zombie...
"snort"
What do you care about? Wang Langjun stared at A Liang with his eyes, and was so scared that A Liang was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, trembling, probably scared to death.
What's the situation?
Is it that scary to ask a question?
Didn’t the ancients pay the most attention to asking questions without shame?
But something went wrong with this question?
Who should I ask for?
There are so many problems.
If I hadn't been buried alive last night, I might have remembered more things, but now my mind is a little confused.
This is not good. Wang Langjun left Aliang aside, turned to Lao Tan and said, "Old man, you have lived a long life, what do you know?
Do you know under what circumstances can your fingers grow together?
Little girl, are you stupid?
Want to know?
Nodded.
I won't tell you."
"You are obviously fooling people.
How can human fingers grow together?
If your fingers are all long, you will become a monster.
Boy, little monster, don’t talk nonsense, let’s arrest you as a madman and imprison you…”
There are so many nonsense, but only the fool believes it? Yuan Tiangang saw the boy touching his chin and laughing evilly, and retorted it in anger and threatening manner.
However, Wang Langjun made three gestures in a row, and Yuan Tiangang immediately shut up and sulked.
This counts?
It's really true, but why are you so stupid?
He actually became an idiot by this kid?
Deliberate, deliberate revenge.
This kid is vengeful?
Very personal...
Little girl, what can you do if you can't kill me? Wang Langjun despised Lao Wanguo for a moment, turned around and followed the crowd forward, and watched the fun.
There were a lot of people, and it seemed that the town was filled with more than a mile.
A street full of shadows swaying.
Dancing with the sunset.
Very sporting a holiday party?
Why are there so many people?
All went out of the door?
What's going on?
In evil, Wang Langjun touched his chin and admired the abortion, walked around without paying attention to A Liang and Lao Tanru.
This kid is calm and not as violent as early as the morning. It's strange. Yuan Tiangang couldn't figure it out, so he urged Aliang to follow him, and went to the right side of the boy and said, "Are you still in the mood to watch the fun?"
Don’t you know that Dijia Town is in the hereditary fiefdom of the Di family and is under private supervision.
There are no inns in the town, so you might as well consider where to stay tonight as soon as possible?
But if you want to stay on the street, no one objected.
But they will be arrested by the patrolman.
They will send you to the yamen.
Sent to prison.
Exile..."
"Bastard, what's the reason?"
What's the matter? Wang Langjun stopped and turned around, his eyes turned stubbornly and angrily, attracting the attention of countless people.
The pedestrians in the town seemed very enthusiastic.
Not only did they not mean to blame them for making loud noises, they also smiled and nodded in a kind manner.
Several of the sour scholars bowed their fists and bowed, almost tidied off the cap on their heads.
This doesn't matter.
Anyone wearing a hat is either a scholar or a rich man with a big belly.
Like a little landlord, he is arrogant when walking.
The rest of the people tied their hair with cloth straps and hemp ropes.
Women have a platter head and a wooden hairpin is inserted to set the shape.
The young man was scattered with his hair, and waved as he walked.
The little girl is also among them.
Is this a portrayal of the common people?
It seems to be in sharp contrast with the people in Dijiazhuang.
Dijiazhuang is noble and cherished by itself, and the ladies do not leave their homes, which is a place where right and wrong are calculated.
The common people are simple and unpretentious, know the etiquette and follow the rules, and do not close their doors at night.
It's strange, the difference is really big.
Unable to understand, Wang Langjun couldn't help but shake his head and said nothing, and found that his mind was a little confused and he couldn't figure out the life rules of this world.
This kid showed a fascination, rigorous and pragmatic, and a chameleon who was as clear as a person who was not arrogant or impatient.
Yuan Tiangang couldn't see through it, and followed the boy to the left and said, "Dijia Town is at the foot of the emperor.
We must set an example for the whole world in everything, so that the people who passed by Dijia Town will spread the scene of not picking up their own remains and not closing their doors at night.
If everyone follows the example, the whole world will be in harmony.
It demonstrates the prosperous scene of the Tang Dynasty and the simple and prosperous people.
But behind this prosperity is the villain's activities..."
“It’s more than just villain’s activities?
To be continued...