Chapter 12
Wang Sheng sighed and felt around his body, but he didn't feel anything. He was so scared that he stood up and looked around for something.
"I remember putting it in my underwear when I woke up this morning. How come it's gone?"
Although the puppet was carved quickly, it was almost finished, but now I don’t even know where it went.
He pulled away the black cloth and squatted under the table to search inch by inch, even suspecting that it might have fallen into Xia Yue's house.
After searching for a long time, he straightened up in confusion. It was strange. Where could it have fallen?
Since he couldn't find it, Wang Sheng had no choice but to give up and think of another way to apologize tomorrow.
Who would have thought that before I could even come up with an idea, the person had already left!
"What did you say? The guy in the superior room left a long time ago? When did he leave? How long has he been gone? Where did he go?"
Wang Sheng grabbed a waiter in the restaurant lobby and interrogated him, attracting the attention of other guests.
The waiter was caught off guard and recalled, "He checked out early this morning and left without saying where he was going."
Seeing the waiter shaking his head, Wang Sheng felt like the sky was falling.
He waited there for a whole morning, but he had no idea that the person was already gone. If he hadn't been careful and asked someone, he would probably have waited there for two or three days without knowing what was going on.
At this time, another waiter passed by and said, "Are you talking about the guest who carried a sword and kept a bird? He said he was going north."
Wang Sheng was so moved that he burst into tears on the spot, which scared the waiter. He then hurriedly packed up his stall and rushed home.
After running a few steps, he came back to his good friend, the fishmonger, and said, "Uncle, I may not tell fortunes here anymore. If you are hungry and have no money to eat, go to the third house on the left in Huaihua Lane and ask for some food. Just tell them you know me and we'll see you later."
After saying that, he left without looking back. He had left a way out for the old man, but that was all he could do.
After a while, the person on the stool tapped his buttocks.
Wang Sheng ran all the way home. The yard was in chaos and everything in the house was turned out and piled up into a small mountain.
He has collected a lot of junk over the years, and now he wants to take it away from everyone he sees, thinking that he might need it someday.
Wang Sheng stood inside with his hands on his hips, feeling a bit of a headache. Seeing that it was getting late outside, he quickly picked out some clothes and supplies and put them in his backpack.
He came to the head of the bed, moved the bed away, and found a heavy bag of money from an empty brick on the ground. These were the savings he had accumulated over the years. He was not rich, but much richer than ordinary people.
He found a piece of clothing with a hole in it, put his wallet in it, and stuffed it at the bottom of his backpack. Only then did he feel relieved.
After everything was packed, Wang Sheng stood in front of the table with the full backpack on his back. He placed the handmade book on the table, smoothed out the wrinkles, and then wrote a letter and placed it on the book.
When Wang Sheng closed the gate, he took a last look inside, encouraged himself, and his eyes brightened a lot. Then he slammed the door shut, locking Wang Sheng from Zhang County inside.
After a long time, a hand with a bookish smell picked up the letter.
There was no cover. Xia Yue raised his eyebrows and opened it to take a look.
The letter was written in a messy handwriting, saying, A Yue, I have to go on a long trip on important matters and my return date is uncertain.
There is no signature, but there is only one person called him A Yue.
Wang Sheng also entrusted the cat to him, so it seemed that he was indeed going on a long journey.
It’s just a pity that he had asked someone to find this handmade work of Master Li for a long time.
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On the official road.
A tea stall owner was wiping the table while peeking to the side, marveling at the scene.
The young man with a sword on his back has been sitting there for nearly two hours. He drank six bowls of water and was either playing with birds or sitting with his hands spread out, looking at something.
This water of his isn't some immortal jade, so why hasn't it left for so long? The world is so vast, there really are all sorts of wonders.
The boss shook his head and continued to greet the guests.
Shi Ye put down his teacup. Father-in-law, tired from flying, fell asleep standing up at the corner of the table. He slightly extended his index finger, a strand of hair tangled in it, pointing towards Zhang County, with no end in sight.
The strange thing is that none of the people who came to the tea shed to rest noticed anything unusual here. Those who needed to brag did so, those who needed to rest rested, and from time to time they glanced at this person who was out of tune with the surroundings, just a cricket.
The hair on my hand disappeared into the distance and began to slowly shrink back.
Within an hour, the hair was completely retracted and disappeared into the hand.
Shi Ye put down his hand, stood up calmly, and prepared to leave.
When the boss saw that he was finally leaving, he came over with a smile to collect the money, "Sir, this is twelve cents in total. You may also want to take some of our homemade cakes with you..."
"Master! Master!"
There was a small path on the mountain next to it. A man wearing Taoist clothes and carrying a backpack came down from the path and came to the side in a dusty state.
The man was out of breath and sat down on a chair and drank a bowl of tea in one gulp.
Wang Sheng pointed intermittently and said, "Master, what a coincidence! How come I can meet you here? It's really fate between us."
The people in front of me had their hair quite disheveled, acting out a poorly done act, and both sides knew it.
Shi Ye patted his clothes and sat down.
The boss was stunned and muttered, "Still drinking."
Wang Sheng swallowed a mouthful of tea, glared at him and said, "You open the door to do business, don't you? I'm not asking for money when I drink your tea."
The boss waved his hand and said, "Come on, whatever you want."
"Hey you!" Wang Sheng stood up suddenly. What kind of person is this?
Shi Ye interrupted him in time: "Why are you following me?"
Wang Sheng sat down again.
His eyes were wandering, but suddenly an idea came to him, and he said confidently, "Who followed you? I was just on my way north to visit my relatives. Besides, there are so many people on this road. Do you think everyone looks like they are following you?"
Wang Sheng drank another cup of tea, feeling guilty. It was a close call. Fortunately, he had hurried and caught up with him by taking a shortcut.
Haha, you are full of lies and are a habitual liar.
At the same time, he put his father-in-law into a small pocket at his waist, put the tea money on the table, and got up to leave.
Before Wang Sheng could catch his breath, he hurriedly chased after him and plunged into the mountain path.
It looked like not many people were walking on this road, as the grass was almost halfway up his legs. He walked to the front, picked up a stick, and pushed away the weeds and branches to clear the way.
"Master, why don't we travel together? We can look after each other along the way. I can even clear the way for you."
He lowered his head from time to time to avoid the branches.
There was no movement behind except the sound of Shi Ye's footsteps. Wang Sheng turned his head to look and saw Shi Ye holding a compass, looking very powerful.
The spoon on the compass turned a little, and Shi Ye walked in the direction pointed by the handle, leaving the road that Wang Sheng had worked so hard to open.
Wang Sheng: "Hey, hey, hey, wait for me."
He came closer, looked at the compass curiously, and asked, "Master, what is this?" Seeing that Shi Ye could hold it in his hand, he was sure that this was definitely not an ordinary compass.
The bird in the pocket flew out and stood on Shi Ye's shoulder, facing Wang Sheng, "Idiot, idiot."
Wang Sheng was amused. This beast kept provoking him, and anyone would have lost control.
He mouthed, "Just wait for me," but the beastly bird couldn't understand lip reading and didn't accept the challenge.
"The Immortal Family Plate can point to the place where the resentment is heaviest."
Wang Sheng was stunned. Seeing that Shi was introducing the compass to him very naturally, he rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.
Then Wang Sheng asked, "If I'm not mistaken, the bell on your back can also ring, right?"
Shi Ye glanced at him and said, "When the sin bell rings, do you think those ghosts will stay where they are and wait for you obediently?"
Wang Sheng was put behind by the question. Why didn't the so-called sin bell ring now? He was afraid that asking too much would be inappropriate for his current status, so he stopped talking.
The two of them traveled for a long time before stopping to rest.
Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, took off the backpack, and rubbed his shoulders, which were sore and painful. Not only were they red, they might even be bleeding.
Shi, who was standing by, just slung a package across his shoulder and went into battle with ease, which made Wang Sheng very envious.
Thinking of something, Wang Sheng took out the water bag and the sesame cakes he had bought and handed them to Shi Ye as if to offer his courtesy.
"Master, here, I brought extra. Don't be polite with me." This way he not only lost weight, but also gained Shi Ye's favor. It was a two-pronged approach. He was simply a genius.
Shi Ye also put down the package and took out a package of dried meat. Wang Sheng withdrew his hand awkwardly and asked him unnecessary questions.
He observed his surroundings while biting. He was shocked to see that it was almost dark. Wang Sheng was so busy on his way that he forgot the most important thing.
But they still had a long way to go before they could get down the mountain. However, after Shi Ye finished eating, he closed his eyes and sat there in meditation, showing no intention of moving at all.
Wang Sheng touched his chin and thought, "Tsk, I didn't realize this guy couldn't stand the hardship and was actually planning to sleep outdoors on the mountain."
But sometimes, with this guy around, he didn't have to worry about anything approaching him at night. So he simply ate the pancakes with confidence and stood up and said,
"Master, how can you feel full just by eating this kind of food? Wait, I'll go get you some wild game and make it. I guarantee that it will make your mouth water." Then, in her joy, she transferred all her skills to him.
Wang Sheng clapped his hands and saved some bread to use when catching game later.
He walked to the left where the grass was lighter. There should be a lot of edible things on this mountain, but unfortunately he didn't bring any tools, so he could only take his chances and catch whatever he could.
There were flapping wings and soft bird calls approaching from behind. Wang Sheng smiled evilly. It was effortless to get it. Isn't there ready-made bird meat?
He walked deeper and deeper without stopping. He stopped only when he felt he was far enough away from the resting place. He took out a few sticks and a rotten dustpan he had just picked up, squatted on the ground, and quickly set up a trap.
Wang Sheng broke the sesame cake into pieces and put them inside. As long as the sesame cake moved, the winnowing basket would turn upside down.
Damn fat chicken, don’t think he didn’t see that this fat chicken was drooling when he was eating the sesame cake. Come on, eat it, all these are yours.
Wang Sheng smiled with a vengeful look on his face, and while his father-in-law had not caught up yet, he hid in a corner and observed quietly.
That’s why they say animals are animals, how can they fight with humans?
The bird arrived as expected, flew to the trap and lingered there for a while. It was still very vigilant and did not go over easily. Wang Sheng thought that the bird had really become a spirit.
The delicious sesame cake was right in front of him. Gonggong Jizhang took two steps forward, then two more steps, until he walked into the winnowing basket.
Wang Sheng clenched his fists: "Eat, eat, eat..."
The old man pecked at the pancake with small mouthfuls. Seeing that nothing happened, he let down his guard and tried to take the pancake away. However, the trap was triggered and he was caught in the winnowing basket.
"Master! Master!" the father-in-law screamed.
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