Chapter 706: Group Fight
In addition to seeing Mr. Ma’s skills, she must not ruin the young lady’s arrangements.
Mr. Ma, who was talked about by Meng Shisan's master and servant, is currently in his residence in the south of the city, thinking about what time to go to Meng's house tomorrow.
The place where he lives is the tile house in the south of the city. He specializes in magic and makes a living by illusion. It can be regarded as an innate advantage of being a demon. He uses this advantage in exchange for food rations mixed among mortals.
Because he is a horse and eats vegetarian food, he does not spend much money every day. He lives a life of poverty and comfort, which is very rare.
The reason why he did not stay away from mortals and stayed in the world was to fulfill the last wish of his master Meng Shishi.
Before his death, the master asked him to give something to a great demon. As for the name of the great demon, he did not say clearly. He only said that the great demon had lived in Jinling for a long time, and he was not allowed to find Jinling. , saying not to disturb the great demon’s Qing cultivation.
One word, just let him - wait.
Now that he finally had some clues, he was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all. His mind was full of thoughts and he couldn't stop for a moment.
The tile houses of the Wei Dynasty are all gathered in the south of the city. The most famous of them are the three major ones, namely Anlinfang, Anjizhi and Anmofang. Mr. Ma lives next to the tile houses of Anmofang. In the house at the end of Mocheng Hutong.
The end was surrounded by a wall, which resembled his home, which was at the end of the cul-de-sac.
Anmofang Washe is also the busiest entertainment place among the three major squares.
There are twenty hook fences inside, among which the lotus shed, the peony shed, the yaksha shed and the elephant shed are the largest and most popular. They are always the places with the most people.
When there are too many people, accidents will inevitably happen.
Just when Mr. Ma was too happy to sleep tonight, bursts of screams, screams, and calls for help suddenly came from the tiles outside Mocheng Hutong.
The smile on his face faded, he quickly stood up and walked out of the main room, opened the door in the yard and looked out, only to see that the exit of the alley was crowded with people, all of whom were ordinary people living in the alley.
The exit was blocked. He stretched his neck and couldn't see clearly what was going on in Washe outside the alley. He could only analyze from various sounds that there was a big accident.
Someone is probably injured.
As for whether anyone died, we won’t know until we go to the scene.
After thinking for a while, Mr. Ma turned around, closed the courtyard door, and walked steadily towards the exit of the alley.
When he reached the entrance of the alley, he stood in the crowd. He didn't need to ask anyone. From the chatter on the left and right, he could get a rough idea. It was said that Vasheli stepped on someone at first, then got into an argument, and finally The fight started immediately.
You punched me and I kicked you, the attack was quite heavy, and blood was seen on both sides.
It sounds like there are more than a few people fighting.
It seems to be a fight between two small gangs.
“They all just came out of the Yaksha shed!”
"No, there are still people hanging around outside, and some coming out of the lotus shed and the elephant shed."
"Then why did they step on each other? And they were beaten together?"
< br>“Who knows?”
Mr. Ma silently responded in his heart: Yes, who knows.
He walked towards the center of the fight. Two familiar neighbors saw him and stopped him, saying that he was old and could not get too close to avoid being punched. If he was kicked by his blind foot, the injury would be serious.
He thanked his neighbor for his kind words and moved on. The neighbors didn't stop me anymore. They were not Mr. Ma who I just met in the past two days. Mr. Ma has a good temper, but he is a bit weird and doesn't like to interact with others. I only met him from the neighboring houses when I went out. Say hello or something.
No matter how far away he is, no one really talks to him.
Mr. Ma doesn't care about this.
Originally, he is a demon and has lived long enough. Over the past four hundred years, he has lost countless mortal confidants and earthly friends.
He is a demon, but he also has a heart. If he dies like this too many times, he will not feel comfortable.
In order not to make himself sad, over time, no matter where he was, except for the daily necessities of survival among mortals, he stopped interacting with people, and he didn't feel sad if he didn't know them well.
Mr. Ma walked closer and watched the two small groups fighting in a pile. There were people watching one after another. It took him some effort to get to the front and see clearly. Two small gangs of people.
They are all young people, around 20 years old. They are also refugees with no fixed abode. They can often be seen in various tile houses, taking temporary small jobs for a few hours. Eat food.
He watched attentively, a little surprised that these refugees, who usually tried their best to please everyone in Vasheli in order to make a living, were able to take such big action in Vasheli, where they depended on their livelihood tonight.
It already looks like making trouble.
It has a great impact on Washe’s business.
Mr. Ma continued to stare, and soon after, he also saw some problems.
Among the two small groups, there were two people who were obviously in a bad state. They seemed to be possessed by something. Their eyes were red and full of evil spirits, and their faces looked fierce as if they were about to go on a killing spree.
It's a pity that he could only look at these, but he couldn't see what kind of evil spirit possessed those two people.
If he could see it, he could take action.
Otherwise, if he relied on demon power to take action, he could only temporarily restrain those two people, but could not eradicate the evil spirits in their bodies.
To deal with evil spirits, if you do not know clearly beforehand and act blindly, it is easy to hurt the possessed person and even lead to death.
As a demon, living in the world, even if he does not pay attention to the accumulation of virtue, he still has to think about his own demon life, and cannot harm living creatures unless it is absolutely necessary.
Human beings are the first of all living beings.
He can't even cause his death.
Someone in Waseli reported it to the police, and the officials from the Jingyamen quickly arrived and took away the two small gangs who had been beaten to pieces. No matter who was right or wrong, they were all put into the Jingyamen jail. Let’s talk about it one night.
Seeing this, Mr. Ma turned around and walked back.
While walking back, he kept thinking about the evil spirit that possessed the two refugees. After seeing the official officer, his red eyes disappeared, and the whole person returned to the normal appearance of the refugees. The fear of the officials made him realize that the evil spirits had a purpose.
In other words, the mastermind behind allowing two evil spirits to possess two refugees must have had some purpose in causing such a big fight in Anmofang Washili tonight.
At the same time, at the Mingyue Di store located in Nanshu Hutong in the south of the city, shopkeeper Yu, who lived in the small courtyard behind the store, hurriedly opened the lamp and listened to the waiter talk about the tile houses next to Mocheng Hutong, which is only one street away from Nanshu Hutong. The bloodshed that occurred tonight.
After hearing this, shopkeeper Yu said happily: "Fortunately, there is still a street across the street."
The waiter said: "Shopkeeper, you are overthinking it. Of course, those refugees are fighting. , but it’s never just in one place!”
Where did the shopkeeper need the reminder? He was just glad that everything was fine tonight. As for the many days and nights in the future, he would be open for business. How can I think so much?