Copper Coins

Anyone who suddenly sees his handwriting in a completely strange place will be shocked. Timid, even creepy. In short, at that instant, there will never be joy to go.

If it is in some ordinary places, then this bamboo building is full of fascination, and it doesn't even look like a good place. After all, very few people will arrange their residence in such a place surrounded by poisonous mist.

It's really uncomfortable to find yourself here.

Fortunately, this book is not a weird thing, it is just a travel note copied by an unknown person. The original text marked by this comment is also very simple. A few words wrote that the traveler strayed into a corpse store in Langzhou to hide from the rain, and happened to run into a corpse driver.

The annotation is even simpler, with only four words: Langzhou Xiashan.

Rather than annotating, it is better to mark some words.

Xuan Mian frowned deeply, staring at the four-character comment for a while, until Xue Xian called out to him, and he looked back a bit.

"Bald donkey? Why did you stay there for a long time? What was written in that book?" Xue Xian, while supporting Shi Zhang and Lu Yanqi, was watching the actions of Xuan Merci six times, and saw him. After standing there for a long time with a book, I couldn't help asking.

From the perspective of Xue Xian, he can only see his side face. This oil lamp is not bright. He cast a heavy shadow under the brow bone of Xuan Mercy, and outlines the outline of the qi between the eye socket and the bridge of the nose, but also his look The lining was extraordinarily deep, like a ghost.

This appearance is rare in Xuan Merci, and it is really a loss to not call him to take a good look. Xue Xian thought this way, and then he couldn't stop talking and called Xuan Merci again.

Seeing Xuan Mian's eyes staying on the pages of the book, he shook his head without raising his head: "Nothing."

This was a subconscious refusal, but when Xuan Meng looked up and glanced at him, he raised his hand to pull another book and paused. After all, he closed his hand and walked towards the desk case.

Honestly, Xuan Merci has a unique temperament, which is especially strong when he does something alone without saying a word. It's as if there are so many people around him who have nothing to do with him and have a sense of alienation and loneliness. But the loneliness was not the kind of Ji Ai, but remote and cold.

Such a monk seems more suitable to stand alone in the snow-laden empty ancient Zen temple, behind which is a tower made of copper and ebony, and in front of it is the thick gate of the Zen temple.

The living beings outside the door were covered with red dust, and the monk inside the door was covered with snow and clouds.

Therefore, when Xuan Mian shook his head, Xue Xian had a sense of "it really is," but it was still somewhat uncomfortable. When Xuan Mian looked up and saw him, he changed his mind and came over, as if the closed temple door was suddenly opened from the inside.

This simple process inexplicably pleased Xue Xian.

Just a moment later, his good mood was destroyed--

Xuan Mian passed the book in his hand, and pointed at the opened page.

Xue Xian naturally saw the marked out section and the comment beside it, but he repeatedly understood it twice, but did not see what was worth pondering: "Is there a problem with this comment?"

Hyun Mercy: "Yes."

"What's wrong?" Xue Xian was puzzled.

Who knows Xuan Merci said faintly and added: "Look at the handwriting, do it yourself."

Xue Xian: "..."

Xue Xian's mind was a little bit complicated, and then it became very complicated. On the one hand, his unhidden attitude made him very useful, and on the other hand ... how could there be anything unrelated to him?

The man he tracked down has a lot to do with the man who **** his bones. The world is so large and there are so many places to hide, but the man has picked such a fog and a little known place. Traces of mercy ...

For a moment, Xue Xian stared at the handwriting on the pages of his book, but his mind was empty. The heart seemed to suddenly fall into the cold river, causing a sudden chill all over his body.

But after a moment of stiffness, he remembered the figure behind the golden sky again. The man had hair, and he had confirmed with Xuan Mercy that he had been shaved as a monk since he was a child. So the man who twitched his bones must not be mystic.

That's it.

Xue Xian calmly exhaled again, and the words on the pages became clear again.

"What's wrong with you, come and show me your words?" Xue Xianshun snorted, and then flipped through two pages of books. I just want to make up this sentence just to hide the suspicion of that moment. Although he had been wiped out by himself, doubt was easy to hurt. Forget about small things, at least in this kind of matter, Xue Xian doesn't want Xuan Mercy to have a gap.

He patted the book in front of Xuan Merci, and his other hand was a little wider than he said. "Compared to mine, it's worse than this."

Hyun Mercy: "..."

Zhang Gang, who was searching for a stone in the corner, listened to these two sentences and said in his heart: There is such a shameless person in the world.

What's more shameful, the two who have the real materials are both sneaking away, and actually made him a barely middle-aged and elderly person looking for clues in the house with the same half blindness. Whose blame is this?

Since Xuan Merci unfolded the book to Xue Xian, he was naturally prepared. But he never expected that Xue Xian would react in this way, so he always had a look of surprise and blankness on his indifferent face.

Xue Xian caught it, and yelled, "Only with a book, what can be inferred? You shout and see whether the house promises or not."

Hyun Mercy: "..."

Seeing that someone was talking more and more offensive, Xuan Merci was about to turn around and go to the bookcase to fetch some books and find out, but the house did not respond, but another thing really answered.

I heard a mess of flapping sounds from the outside, from near to near, and soon flew into this room.

The crowd was startled, and Xue Xian almost subconsciously tried to fan the thing out, and looked at it but found that it was a black bird.

This room occupies two floors, so the roof looks very high, even if a bird flutters in, it will not hit everyone for a moment.

"This is the one in the previous forest?" When Stone Zhang saw the black bird, he thought of the one that had almost led them away.

Xue Xian's eyesight was extraordinary. During the flight of the bird, he looked at it with an oil lamp and nodded, "Yes, it's the one. How did it come in?"

As soon as he said this, the action of the black bird surprised the people in the room again.

I saw it hovering twice against the high roof, as if looking for someone. Soon it found its target, dived down and fluttered its wings to slow down, and finally stopped on Xuan Mian's shoulders, rubbing Xuan Xuan's face with a thin feathered face, "嘤" He screamed.

Stone gaped.

Lu Yanqi said coldly, "Isn't that the name of the crow ..."

"..." Xue Xian is probably the most speechless.

What's a slap in the face? That's it. As soon as he said, "A shout to see if there was a response," the silly bird came to answer. Just answer the answer, the voice is so difficult to say, call it, you have to hold the bald donkey's face, and rushed to land on the bald donkey's shoulder, and flutter Xue Xian's hair, really ...

What the hell!

Xuan Mian was also very surprised by the behavior of the black bird, but when the black bird fell on his shoulders, he was about to step towards the bookcase and stopped.

He knew the answer even if he didn't look through the books. Most birds are sensitive by nature, and no bird will fall on the shoulders of strangers so grandly, and will even scratch their faces.

"What, what is this?" Stone Zhang was so confused that he couldn't understand the development of the situation.

Xue Xian glanced expressionlessly at the stupid bird and snorted coldly, "Do you still need to say? Obviously, this bird recognizes this bald donkey."

"So ..." Stone muttered.

"So this room is likely to be a monk." Lu Yanqi calmly added.

Lu Yanqi, they didn't see the booklet held by Xuan Merci. If they saw it, they wouldn't even add the words "probably."

"This is your house." Xue Xian said, looking at Xuan Mian's eyes.

Xuan Mian glanced at the black bird on his shoulder and had to say that he had always been unpleasant or attached too close, but when the black bird came over to stab him, he had a sense of familiarity like no other generation, and he didn't feel disgusted Therefore, he also had a conclusion in his heart: I am afraid this room is indeed his own.

Xue Xian stared at Xuan Mian's eyes, Xuan Mian also looked up, and his eyes made a "hmm" without hiding, but after answering, he never looked away, but still looked at Xue quietly. idle.

I don't know if it is an illusion. The eyes had a thick feeling against the lights in the room, and even made Xue Xian feel that Xuan Merci cares about his reaction ...

Xue Xian moved his gaze subconsciously and said, "This is really a silly bird."

The black bird screamed with wings, and the probe was about to peck him.

"I can understand people, and it seems to be a good one." Xue Xian was dissatisfied. "You yell at this bald donkey, but you are so good at it, why are you so rough to me? Uh? I see You almost don't want that shiny, slippery hair! "

This evil barrier has lived for hundreds of years, and loves to see birds in general. I saw him say this, and really raised his hand to go to the bald black bird's tail hair.

The black bird couldn't beat him, he yelled a few times, and blew his wings to change to Xuan Mian's other shoulder. In this way, there is no space between the two.

Xue Xian smiled, glanced at Xuan Mian, and said lightly: "The house is yours, isn't it? I'm sure you're not the one who **** my bones. But there may be a connection between you and that person. I hope You're against each other, not ... together. "

When he said this, Xue Xian was expressionless, and Xuan Mercy was also very sullen. To the extent that the stone in the corner of the wall did not dare to breathe, even Lu Yanqi, who always ignored others, felt that the atmosphere was not so comfortable.

Xue Xian stared at Xuan Mian's eyes and did not miss any trace of emotions in his eyes. If he read correctly, Xuan Mian's expression had changed briefly when he said the last sentence.

He did care.

Xue Xian was very determined this time, so he felt a lot more relaxed, and received the deliberately indifferent expression, restored his usual laziness, and lifted his chin into the room. "But see who you are all in The dirty face is begging, it is estimated that it is impossible to accompany anyone in this life, or the other party must be angered by you. Do n’t think about it, look at the corners. Since this room is yours, you should always be intuitive More accurate than others. Say! Where is mystery! "

The ancestor said that he also took a false picture of the table case, pretending to be a jailer.

Hyun Mercy: "..."

The magical skill of someone turning his face faster than flipping through a book is unfortunate, and even Xuan Mercy is helpless.

He was silent for a moment, and was about to speak, but saw that the black bird who had become fine slap his face again, and screamed at Xue Xian roughly, and then flung to a corner of the roof, using his wings Fanned a prominent bamboo stick there.

Just listening to the sound of the humming machine spring, the ground on which they stepped was shaken and sank straight down.

Don't you have a cave under this house? !!

Xue Xian's ears were abnormal. As soon as they sank to the end, as soon as the sound of the machine stopped, he heard a very faint breathing sound in a certain corner in the distance.