Who is my upstairs

Chapter 82
Pushing open the door of the archive room, Yang Xiaofan quickly found the dossier that belonged to the local Mr. Yin Yang to exterminate the bandits. There were indeed several hand-painted pictures mixed in the dossier.

One is a call to action that offered a reward for the capture of the head of the cottage, and only depicts the upper body of this person, who is indeed wearing a blue and black manchu coat.

His waist seems to be... It seems to be tied with a red string. The ink was indeed made of red ink, and it was still crimson. After a long time, it seemed to be black at first glance.

One is a bird's-eye view of the cottage at that time, which marked the defense of various places in the cottage, as well as the distribution and arrangement of personnel in the cottage.

The last one, the thing painted on it is not obvious, it is a scene painting of the officials and soldiers working together to destroy the bandits. The painting is drawn in a distant view, and the characters on the picture are not very clear.

Yang Xiaofan just took a closer look at the clothes of the bandits, maybe for the convenience of action, the feet of these bandits were indeed tied with ropes.

However, the characters in that painting are too small to see clearly the clothes on the upper body and the waist, so we can barely believe that what they are wearing is exactly what these old hangers are wearing.

Rubbing his temples, Yang Xiaofan felt that tonight is really enough!Countless clues, like countless threads, appeared in front of her, waiting for her to sort them out one by one.

Perhaps, only by asking in person, the Taoist nun in the dream, can there be an accurate answer.

Yang Xiaofan opened the bedroom door, lying on the bed, brewing drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Just fell asleep, Yang Xiaofan thought he would dream that he was in a Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, but instead he entered the familiar cemetery.

It was dark all around, and there was a new moon in the sky, which felt very different from the Mao moon just now.

Was the world in a clay pot always this unruly?

A few hours ago it was a full moon, and a few hours later, it became a new moon hanging in the middle of the sky.

Under the faint moonlight, a group of mice in the cemetery were working together to lift a fist-sized silver ingot from a coffin.

The mouse turned out to be a grave robber digging graves and stealing burial objects, which stunned Yang Xiaofan.

She just watched the large group of mice move a funeral object in a coffin in groups of three or four, humming a little tune while walking to the other side of the cemetery.

On the other side of the cemetery, Yang Xiaofan has never seen clearly.But this time, she saw clearly that on the other side of the cemetery was a flowing spring of the Yin River, and the mice went up the Yin River, just like this.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a big mouse about the size of a kitten about four or five months old crawled up to Yang Xiaofan's feet, and said this to Yang Xiaofan in an eloquent manner.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofan only thinks about one thing, it would be great if he could hold a cat with golden eyes of Yueling in his arms, even mice can speak human language these days.

Fortunately, this was in a dream, otherwise Yang Xiaofan estimated that he would be overly frightened and lead to insanity.

"I'm watching which direction you are going, I'm lost here, where are you going?" Yang Xiaofan deliberately pretended not to be afraid, and asked the big mouse softly.

The big mouse said triumphantly: "Of course I married a wife. The king's daughter-in-law is at the end of the Yin River, but I think you look much better than that mouse girl. Why don't you be my wife. Look at those betrothal gifts, they are all yours."

After the big mouse finished speaking, he pointed with his paw to the funeral objects carried by the mouse brigade in front. Those funeral objects looked quite rich, including gold, silver and jade.

It's just that this thing, how can it be used as a bride price for a living person?
Besides, the opponent is still a big mouse!

Yang Xiaofan shook his head, even if she is in her late thirties and no one wants her, she still can't marry a big mouse, "You'd better go ahead and get married, don't make the bride wait in a hurry."

Yang Xiaofan also heard the fairy tale about a mouse marrying a daughter-in-law when he was a child.

In folklore, it is said that the night of the third day of the first lunar month is a big day for "rats get married", and the sound of rats will be heard.

In order not to disturb the marriage of the mice, they will try to turn off the lights and go to bed as early as possible on that night, and sprinkle some rice salt and cakes in the kitchen at home or in the corners where mice often come and go, and share the joy of newlyweds and the harvest of the year with the mice.

These things are commonly known as "rice makeup", or "mouse pennies". It is hoped to deal with mice well so that this year's rodent damage will be less.

It's just that when the fairy tales are in front of him, Yang Xiaofan always feels awkward in his heart.

Seeing that Yang Xiaofan didn't agree, the unusually large mouse seemed a little unhappy, with its little paws sticking to its waist, it raised its head and said to Yang Xiaofan: "No, the king of this mountain has taken a fancy to you, and I will be my Mrs. Yazhai tonight. .These gold, silver and jewels are all yours."

"I... I don't want the gold, silver and jewelry of the dead, I'm a living person!" Yang Xiaofan definitely disagreed with such a big mouse who said he wanted to marry him, not to mention that it had to give the funeral objects of the dead to him. myself.

The big mouse didn't seem to care about Yang Xiaofan's agreement at all, and strode forward and shouted at the row of mice who were moving things: "Little ones, come and help the king of the mountain to take this beauty back, that one To hell with ugly Mrs. Mouse."

The big mouse said proudly, Yang Xiaofan sneered in his heart, it's just a group of mice, can they "rob" a living person like himself?

Just a joke!
Just thinking about it, a group of little mice by the river swarmed towards Yang Xiaofan, lifted Yang Xiaofan who weighed eighty or ninety catties, and walked towards the other direction of the river.

Suddenly being lifted up by a group of little mice, Yang Xiaofan panicked and hurriedly waved his limbs to drive the little mice away.After all, she was a human being, and she was wearing high-heeled shoes. The high-heeled shoes found the ground, and when both feet landed, she trampled three or four little mice to death.

Seeing the death of their companion, the rest of the mice let go of Yang Xiaofan's body in panic. Yang Xiaofan lost his support, his center of gravity was unstable, his neck was thrown back, and he lay down on the ground.

This time, the number of mice crushed to death was not a small number, and the big mouse on the side had its nose crooked, and shouted: "You banshee is so bold, you dare to hurt my children, look at me."

The big mouse swooped and jumped up, and when it grew its mouth, it bit Yang Xiaofan's nose. Yang Xiaofan is a human being, he can't beat a mouse anyway.

She reached out and grabbed the fat body of the big mouse, raised her hand and threw it into the rushing water of the river.

It is also estimated that when the big mouse died, it struggled in the rushing river, calling for help: "Oh my god, the king of this mountain can't swim, come and save me..."

(End of this chapter)