A boy of twelve or thirteen years old called out at the door, and without regard to whether Jin Feng heard him, he skipped away.,On the top of Lubei Terrace, stood three young men, a hunchback, a limping man, and the last one, though he had all four limbs intact, his face was sly and shifty, not looking like a good person at all.,Leading the procession were five county officials and a woman dressed in flamboyant red. Behind them trailed over twenty young women carrying baggage.。