Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Chapter 113 If the Young Master Does Not Abandon [ask for monthly ticket]

At first Xiong Dayou thought he had heard it wrong, but after a moment of hesitation, the "bang bang bang" knocking sound sounded again.

Only then did he realize that someone was knocking on his door.

"Who?!"

He first shouted to indicate that someone was home, then got up and walked outside dragging his shoes.

The knocking on the door continued, and he shouted impatiently, "Come on, come on, stop knocking."

Soon, he came behind the old wooden door, put on his shoes, and then opened the gate.

Just then, I saw the man outside trying to knock on the door and had even raised his hand.

Xiong Dayou only took a glance and could tell that this man's knuckles were... very thick.

Generally, people like this are very good at their work.

Standing at his door was not one person, but two people.

Both of them were wearing exactly the same black shirt, and what was even weirder was that both of them were carrying a long wooden box on their backs.

Still the same one.

The person on the left is carried on the left shoulder, and the person on the right is carried on the right shoulder. Their behavior looks very strange.

What Xiong Dayou could feel was that these two people had gone too far, that is to say, they were both sneaky people.

"Who... who are you looking for?"

The man on the left spoke up, "I'm looking for you, Xiong Dayou."

"I don't know you." Xiong Dayou stopped at the door and didn't give way.

But these two men squeezed in directly, first side by side, but in the end the wooden boxes they were carrying were blocked by the door frame.

They changed direction again and came in.

Seeing that they were acting rudely and there were faint signs of their life fire being ignited, Xiong Dayou did not dare to stop them and was forced to make way.

They walked in without saying a word and went straight to the living room.

It was as if he was very familiar with his house.

Xiong Dayou felt more and more strange. He first stuck his head out to look around, and after making sure that there was no one else, he closed the gate again and went to the living room.

When he came in, he found that the two weirdos had already sat down and were looking at him seriously.

This made Xiong Dayou panic. Could it be that he was going to fight? "What do you want from me? Do you want to join our Short Knife Gang? If you want, I can introduce you to someone."

At this point, he couldn't hold the fort with his own strength, so Xiong Dayou could only bring out the Short Knife Gang, hoping to see if he could defeat the enemy.

It was still the strange man who spoke earlier.

"We have been observing you for several days and found that you are very suitable to join us, so we came to invite you."

"Join you? What organization are you?" Xiong Da was confused. He didn't expect that besides Sister Liu next door, there would be someone else who would like him.

"You must know that if you knew which organization we belonged to, you would only have two choices. Either join or... die."

Clearly these were threatening words, but the man said them in a very normal way.

After listening to this, Xiong Dayou was also confused.

How could there be such an unruly organization... He thought for a long time before asking, "Then how does your organization compare to our Short Knife Gang?"

Neither of the two weirdos spoke.

Xiong Dayou gritted his teeth for the last time. He had already been remembered by Gongsun Shi anyway. There was no way out for him even if he stayed in the Short Knife Gang. He might as well go somewhere else and seek other opportunities!

"Okay, I'll hang out with you guys!"

After hearing this, the two weirdos finally smiled.

"Our organization is called... Funeral Temple."

"What funeral temple..." Xiong Dayou was about to say he had never heard of it, but the next moment, he raised his voice directly, "What, funeral temple?!"

half an hour.

Xiong Dayou looked at the two men's backs as they left, still somewhat dazed.

Until now he still couldn't believe that he had actually joined the Funeral Temple?
That funeral temple that spans three countries, where countless people try their best to get in... you just joined it like that?
Moreover, it was the other party who took the initiative to invite him... Just after hearing what they said, Xiong Dayoucai felt that he seemed to be really suitable for this funeral temple.

Because the people inside are the same kind of people as me.

After a long while, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and calmed down a little.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the piece of paper money in his hand, a piece of blood-stained paper money that seemed to be able to devour his gaze.

According to what those two weirdos said just now, this paper money is equivalent to one's own certificate.

Only with this can one be considered a proper funeral temple attendant.

Just like the blood here, it was smeared by Xiong Dayou after he cut his finger.

And this paper money is called - life-buying money.

Thinking of this, Xiong Dayou followed the instructions of the two men and stuck the paper money on his chest...

……

"Sir, this room is really big. It's bigger than the house we had in Huangliang Town."

Liu Bai looked around the room and had the same feeling.

He also didn't expect that when Situ Busheng talked about finding him a place to live, he actually meant to directly clear out the courtyard where the head of the Situ family, the owner of the red-light district, Situ Liang, lived, and said that he would live there from now on.

When the ancestor spoke, no one dared to question it.

So in just a cup of tea, the maids replaced everything that could be replaced in the room.

There was nothing good to see after replacing the new ones, so Liu Bai was looking at the things in the room that could not be replaced.

For example, this huge sandalwood table in front of you.

When I first came in, there were many dyes and brushes on the wooden table, but they had already been taken away by the maids. They couldn't move the remaining table.

They wanted to call a ghost master to come and help, but were stopped by Liu Bai.

Liu Bai told them to just leave it there, as he also needed a table, so there was no need to change it.

At this moment, Liu Bai jumped onto the wooden chair and was able to see the entire table clearly.

Xiao Cao was also watching, "Sir, I didn't expect that Situ Liang had some talent. He could even paint. It's no wonder he could seduce so many women with his elegant manner."

Xiaocao had been listening to the whispers for so long, so naturally she knew what kind of person Situ Liang, the head of the Situ family, was.

He has been away from home for a long time, wandering around. Others are merciful everywhere, but he is more direct...leaving seeds everywhere.

That’s why the Situ family now has so many illegitimate sons and daughters.

And it hasn’t been like this for just one or two years, it has been like this for a long time.

He, the head of the Situ family, has a great reputation.

Liu Bai also thought so, so when he saw this table, he also thought that this should be the place where Situ Liang painted.

Just when he was about to jump off the chair, he suddenly saw that there was a spot on the corner of the table that was not wiped clean.

And from this angle, following the candlelight, you can see something unusual.

"Go to that cupboard and get a clean handkerchief."

I said this to Xiaocao.

The grass has already expressed its stance. It will do whatever the master tells it to do.

It quickly jumped off, ran across the street, went into the closet, and soon came back with a handkerchief in its mouth.

Liu Bai wiped the handkerchief on the corner of the table, and the originally clean white handkerchief was instantly stained with oil.

He held it in front of the grass again and said, "Smell it and see what kind of oil it is."

"Master, are you afraid that it might be poisonous and dare not smell it yourself, so you let Xiaocao smell it?" Xiaocao's eyes rolled around, feeling that something was a little weird.

Liu Bai replied calmly, "I thought Xiaocao was powerful and had a good nose, so I asked you to try. Since you can't do it, forget it."

“I can do it.” Seeing that Liu Bai was about to withdraw his hand, Xiao Cao hurriedly snatched it away, took a whiff, and said, “This is cooked tung oil!”

"Tung oil? Do you need this for painting?"

Liu Bai didn't quite understand this.

In the end, Xiaocao thought about it and said, "This will be used for some paintings that need waterproofing."

As he was speaking, someone knocked gently on the door. Liu Bai called out "Come in", and it was Situ Hong who came in.

"Sir, the dinner is ready."

Situ Hong lowered his head and bowed slightly.

"okay."

Liu Bai also jumped down from the chair. Situ Hong hurried over, squatted down, and pretended to hug him.

Liu Bai didn't like this feeling very much and refused.

When I left the yard, the sky was already dark. There were only stars in the sky, but no bright moon.

Situ Hong pointed the way and led Liu Bai to the largest hall in the Situ family. It was as bright as day. Before he entered, Liu Bai could already hear voices coming from inside.

As he stepped through the door, all the noises in the house suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and then Situ Busheng stood up, followed by the others.

There weren't many people, about ten or so, and several seats were empty.

"Please take a seat, sir."

Situ Busheng trotted over to Liu Bai, and his bowing and nodding appearance shocked the others.

They had heard before that their ancestor knelt down with a child in front of everyone.

They were skeptical at first, but this scene now... forced them to believe it.

Liu Bai did not refuse. When he came straight to the main seat and sat down, Situ Busheng led the others to sit down.

The table was full of dishes, but since Liu Bai wasn't there, no one dared to pick up their chopsticks.

"Sir, how about I let this old servant introduce you to the personnel of our Situ family?"

Situ Busheng, who was sitting on Liu Bai’s left, stood up and said while bending over.

Liu Bai said "hmm". The first seat to his right was vacant, so Situ Busheng pointed to the middle-aged man with sunken eyes sitting in the second seat to his right and said:

"This is Situ Rumor. Now, all matters, big and small, in the Red Lantern House are under his control."

After Situ Busheng finished speaking, the middle-aged man immediately stood up, put his hands in front of him and bowed to Liu Bai, "Situ Liuyan greets you, young master."

Liu Bai hummed again.

"This is Situ Yue, who is in charge of many matters within our Situ family."

A middle-aged woman with bare shoulders stood up and bowed to Liu Baiying, "My name is Situ Yue, nice to meet you, sir."

Seeing this, Xiaocao started to call Liu Bai a "worm" in her mind.

Situ Rui was also there. In addition, there was also the eldest son of the Situ family, named Situ Cheng.

Sitting at the bottom, the woman wearing a black tights and with a rather embarrassed expression on her face is called Situ.

It's a very strange name, and Situ Busheng introduced her as the matchmaker who is in charge of the Situ family.

Except for Situ Liang who was absent, almost everyone else was present.

Situ Hong, who had been standing behind Liu Bai, also found an empty seat and sat down. Seeing this, Situ Busheng looked around and said in a deep voice:
"Today, I, Situ Busheng, wish to worship Master Liu Bai as the Patriarch of my Situ Family."

"Who is in favor and who is against?"

(End of this chapter)