The landlady in front of me looked a little thin.
There is a huge difference between the image of Jin An, who was broad-shouldered, round-waisted, and full of flesh, and the only difference between Zhang Fei and Zhang Fei was a beard.
"Thank you for saving me just now. I wonder what I should call you, boss lady?"
Jin An carefully thanked the other party. In fact, his eyes noticed that the inside of the boss's thighs had been bleeding. The blood dyed the boss's pants red, but the boss's wife didn't seem to know that she was injured, and her face looked like a dead person's face. Calmly, Jin An shifted his left and right feet as he spoke. He was ready to rush out the door and escape at any time.
"It's time for Ah Quan to eat."
The proprietress, whose thighs were still bleeding, seemed to be a little out of her mind. After saying something completely wrong, she picked up the lamp oil on the table and turned towards the back room.
There was a courtyard and several rooms in the back room of the bun shop. The proprietress walked into a room holding an oil lamp. Soon, the sound of hungry chewing came from the room.
It wasn't that Jin An didn't want to follow him in, but the room was very dark. As soon as he got close to the room, he felt the air was particularly cold, giving him a sense of uneasiness.
He could only stand at the door and look into the room. Apart from a portrait of a man and a spiritual tablet hung in the room, the rest of the room was in darkness and nothing could be seen.
"Is Ah Quan the boss's wife's husband?"
"There is a portrait hanging in the house to place the memorial tablet. The landlady's husband is dead?"
Jin An thought deeply in his heart.
I don’t know if it was Jin An’s illusion. He felt that the portrait of the proprietress’s husband seemed to be smiling at him?
Jin An frowned. When he looked carefully again, he found that the portrait in the room had changed back to an ordinary portrait.
At this time, the proprietress of the meat bun shop walked out of the house. There was no abnormal expression on her face, but Jin An noticed that there was more blood on the proprietress's pants and her thighs were bleeding more.
The landlady walked out of the house and walked to the kitchen.
This is Jin An's first time seeing a kitchen.
I found some white legs hanging from the beams in the kitchen.
Jin An was shocked at first because his vision was dim. He thought those were human legs. He entered a ghost shop selling human-meat barbecued pork buns. After his eyes adjusted to the dim vision, he saw clearly that those white legs were actually pig's trotters. .
At this time, the landlady walked to the stove and started to boil hot water.
While waiting for the water to boil, bang, the proprietress took off a white leg from the beam, slammed it on the chopping board, then started to pick up the boning knife to remove the bones, and then picked up the butcher's knife to chop the meat. Come on, it looks like you are preparing to make meat buns?
It’s hard to imagine that the thin-looking boss lady could swing a thick-backed butcher’s knife that weighed several kilograms without difficulty at all.
The landlady has never said anything except one sentence since she saved Jin An's life. He still hasn't figured out what the landlady's purpose is? Why do you want to save him?
Glancing at the big white pig's hoof left on the beam above his head, Jin An couldn't help but frown: "Did you see the whole process of my escape from the second floor of Fushou Store just now, boss lady?"
"Madam boss, you came to save me. Do you want me to ask for something?"
While Jin An was talking, his eyes were fixed on the changes in the expression on the landlady's face, and he glanced at the landlady's thighs from time to time. Unexpectedly, the expression on the landlady's face did not change at all, and she still had the same dead expression, and she did not respond. Jin An’s words.
Well.
Finally, the landlady mixed the noodles, filled them with stuffing, steamed out several cages of large meat buns, and then handed them to Jin An: "Eat."
Jin An: "?"
Those big meat buns are white and fragrant, and are still steaming. One look at the thin skin and white and tender meat filling, and you know that it will be juicy and delicious when you take a bite. The boss lady's craftsmanship is very good.
Boss lady: "Eat."
"eat."
"eat."
She repeated the same word over and over again. Jin An raised his head and glanced at the white thighs that were still hanging on the beam above his head. Seeing that the landlady kept insisting that he eat fresh meat buns, Jin An finally picked up a meat bun and gently After taking a bite, he found that the skin was indeed white, the meat was tender, juicy, and delicious. Apart from being a little hot because it had just come out of the cage, he found that it was quite delicious.
"I have accepted your thank you gift. Now you can tell me why you saved me. Do you want me to do anything for you two?" I have experienced so many things in the past six months and seen so many people with evil natures. On the one hand, Jin An can still see clearly who is malicious to him and who is not.
"...The Taoist Priest came out of the Fushou Store...I wonder if Uncle Jiu has returned from a long trip...I beg the Taoist Priest to ask Uncle Jiu to help my family Ah Quan bury the body...let him have a whole body for burial..."
The landlady spoke very stiffly and intermittently, as if she hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, which made her speech a bit stiff. In addition, the other party's strong Zhuang accent was mixed with a bit of vernacular accent, so Jin An had to guess with difficulty to understand most of the words.
The boss lady’s words revealed several important clues——
First, the surrounding neighbors call the owner of Fushou Store Jiu Shu.
Second, Uncle Ninth happened to be away from home recently, so the Fushou store is currently without an owner.
Third, the landlady’s husband seems to have died miserably, without even a complete body?
Fourth, the man named Uncle Jiu seems to know the skills of a wiretaker in the netherworld industry, and can sew up corpses for dead people. There is a folk saying that if the corpse is not complete and forced to be buried, it will be easy to fake the corpse.
5. Seeing that he was wearing Taoist robes, the landlady seemed to think that he was the apprentice or fellow disciple of the owner of Fushou Store, and she begged him to ask Uncle Jiu to do something.
Although he understood the intention of the proprietress, Jin An was also very grateful to the proprietress for her rescue just now, but the key point was that he did not know Uncle Jiu of the Fushou Store at all, and he did not understand the mortuary skills of the line master. Even if he wanted to impersonate him, he would not be able to do it. no way.
However, Jin An did not immediately reject the boss's wife. Now the boss's wife asked him for help, and she seemed to have no ill intentions. Who knows if he rejected the boss's wife, would the boss's wife go crazy after losing hope?
Besides, after he took a bite of the meat bun, he accepted the job. Regardless of whether it worked or not, he had to give it a try.
Jin An first glanced at the inner side of the boss's wife's thigh, which was still bleeding. Then he stopped looking at the boss's thigh and looked directly at the boss's wife and said: "The boss's wife has saved my life. I can try it for the boss's wife, but there is no guarantee that it will work. Done, I can only say that I will try my best to help the boss lady give it a try, but before that, I need to prepare a few things."
"Does the boss lady know a butcher who kills pigs? I need the boss lady to help me find a butcher's butcher's knife that is used to kill pigs. It has an evil butcher's knife."
"The boss lady's bun shop should have raw glutinous rice, right? I still need glutinous rice."
The butcher's knife is a tool to suppress evil spirits, and the glutinous rice grains to ward off evil spirits are the only folk tools that can be found to ward off evil spirits and suppress corpses. Jin'an plans to return to Fushou shop!
