Hidden Corners

"Wu Ji grocery store? I haven't heard of it." The old man shook his head, "The bookstore used to be on Xuezhong Road, and the bookstore moved several times. At that time, it was my grandfather's father, that is, my great-grandfather. shop over there."

He thought about it.

"Dongliu, yes, Dongliu Experimental Primary School and Experimental Junior High School, my grandfather attended together. At that time, Dongliu was a well-known key school nearby."

Hearing the name Dongliu, several people immediately felt certain.

Right on!

This is it!

"Why are you asking this?" the old man asked suspiciously.

"You know Dongliu Experimental Primary School, so why don't you know Wuji grocery store on Xuezhong Road?" Zhong Ying was a little anxious. They were looking for little fat guy Bai Feipeng to find Wuji grocery store.

Because that slot machine was displayed in front of Wuji grocery store.

So, as long as they find this grocery store, they will be sure to find the mysterious slot machine!

But now in the old man's mouth, he actually said that he didn't know what Wuji grocery store was? ?

"By the way! Are you talking about that Wu Laokan grocery?" The old man suddenly patted his head and realized.

"Wu Laokan groceries?" Several people were slightly taken aback.

"Wu Laokan has groceries, I remember. Their house sells everything, including snacks. When I was young, I often went to buy food." The old man seemed to remember.

"Are you looking for Wu Laokan's house?"

"Yes, yes! Do you still remember where Wu Laokan's house is now?" Zhong Yingqiao's face showed a hint of joy. It's all Wu, it must be one.

"I don't know." The old man shook his head.

"Then do you still remember, did your grandfather Bai Feipeng say that he went to Wulaokan to play slot machines when he was a child?" Zhong Ying hurriedly asked.

"When I was young? What are you talking about?" The old man looked at her inexplicably, "When my grandfather was young, where did Wu Laokan get groceries on the street? At that time, I relied on the small grape supermarket to buy daily necessities, and there were no grocery stores at all."

"???" Several people were taken aback when they heard this.

Little Fatty didn't have a grocery store when he was a child?

Then, in the flash of Li Chengyi's memory, how could Bai Feipeng say that he knew Wuji grocery store? ? !

"Where are Zhou's cakes?" Li Chengyi couldn't help it now, and asked. "Did your grandfather steal things from Zhouji pastry when he was a child?"

These words are horrible... It's really annoying. The rest of them couldn't help but look away.

"What are you talking about??" The old man glared at him, "Where did Zhou Ji cakes come from?? At that time, there was not a single pastry shop in Xuezhong Road! We bought sweets by takeaway, or we went five kilometers away Other blocks. Still stealing things?? You kid stole it in a dream, right?"

The old man was obviously a little angry.

But his answer stunned everyone present.

If what the old man said was true, then there were not only no grocery stores, but even pastry shops in the neighborhood where the fat little Bai Feipeng lived when he was a child.

Then how did he appear in front of Li Chengyi?

The point is, that little fat man can still see Li Chengyi, see him running around in the street, and hear what he said?

"However. Wuji grocery store. Zhouji pastry?" The old man suddenly rubbed his forehead at this moment, lowered his head and began to think.

"I always feel like I heard it somewhere." He murmured in a low voice.

This change immediately gave new hope to everyone present.

Several people dared not disturb him, for fear of affecting the old man's memory.

"Boss, buy a book! Today's dynamic music encyclopedia! I want three copies!"

At this time, a boy with glasses and a schoolbag rushed in from outside the bookstore.

"Mobile Music Encyclopedia, it's in stock. It just arrived today. It's a coincidence for you to come." Seeing the young man, the old man immediately stopped, and took out a fancy magazine from under the counter with a smile.

"But if you want three copies, I have to go to the warehouse at the back to look for them. Just wait."

But just like that, his memory was interrupted. The old man stood up and was about to go deep into the store.

Snapped!

Suddenly, Syndra waved her hand, and slapped heavily on the glass counter at the door of the bookstore.

"Boss, please help us think about things first! He doesn't need as many as three books!"

"But." The bespectacled boy was about to speak when suddenly a big red bill appeared in front of him.

His eyes froze for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Syndra making a look at him.

The young man understood, took the big bills, turned around and ran away.

"Boss doesn't need it, one book is enough for me!"

Not long after, he had already run to the corner of the street and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Come here! Boss, think about it carefully. Where did you see Wuji grocery store and Zhouji pastry?" Zhong Ying stepped forward and asked coquettishly.

"I" the old man was a little dazed, and didn't understand what this group of people was trying to do.

"Think about it." Syndra pulled out a stack of big bills again, and gently placed them on the counter, her voice magnetic. "trust yourself."

"Oh. I remembered!" The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the money.

He slapped his forehead and quickly collected the money.

"You guys come with me!"

Turning around, he quickly walked towards the depths of the shop.

Several people went in together, and soon came to the innermost side of the bookstore.

There are no books on the innermost side, but paintings with thick colors and distorted lines are hung.

"Here!" The old man quickly walked to a dark picture frame in the corner, stretched out his hand, and pointed to a corner above.

"Look, this should be the Wuji grocery store and Zhouji pastry you are looking for."

Everyone followed his finger to look, and suddenly found that two shops were clearly drawn on one corner of the painting.

On the left is Wuji grocery store, and on the right, there are several shops with different facades, which is Zhouji pastry!

this? What is this number? ?

"Wait, what's that!?"

Suddenly Zhong Ying raised her finger and pointed to a position in the painting.

Several people gathered their gazes.

Before they had time to be surprised that the two shops would be in the painting, they saw at a glance the colorful fruit slot machine in front of Wuji grocery store.

This mysterious slot machine was found under such circumstances! ! ?

".Where is this painting?" Syndra was the first to come to her senses and asked in a deep voice.

"Which location?" The old man smiled strangely, "This is the scene in one of my grandfather's favorite comic books. After he taught himself how to draw, he drew this scene. I just said, I heard The Wuji grocery store you are talking about, the Zhouji pastry is very familiar, take a look."

His finger is in a corner of the painting.

That is the shop of Zhou Ji Pastry.

At a glance, Li Chengyi saw that the store was lit with a soft yellow light, and the two clerks were busy arranging something with their heads down. There were wooden drawers in front of the store, and there were all kinds of newly made pastries in the drawers.

This scene was exactly the same as what he had seen before!

He also saw a fat man with three slits in his eyes and mouth standing in front of the shop, turning his head and looking out of the painting.

The little fat man is very white. Compared with the surrounding streets shrouded in mist, his flesh is so white that it shines, and his complexion is also extraordinarily white.

Although those eyes were small, Li Chengyi looked carefully at this moment, as if he could feel that the little fat man was really looking at himself standing outside the painting.

There was a smile on Xiaopang's face, and he was a bit treacherous, but the light in his eyes was completely devoid of emotion.

Cold and fresh.

Snapped.

"Don't stare at your eyes." The old man suddenly reached out his hand to block the chubby, he looked at Li Chengyi seriously, and said.

"Many people have seen this painting, and they all feel that this little fat man was drawn by my grandpa. There is something wrong. If you look into his eyes too much, you will have nightmares."

"This chubby, isn't your grandfather himself?" Li Chengyi also felt a little uncomfortable, but at this moment he was blocked, and his heart immediately relaxed.

"Yes, and no." The old man shook his head, "My grandfather was already in his fifties when he painted this painting. At that time, he had just finished painting, and we hadn't seen this little fat man. Then, suddenly one day, the painting There was an extra fat guy. Then we asked him if he made it up. Because this fat guy is completely different from the surrounding style.”

The old man paused, seeing that the people around him were all attracted by him, he smiled and continued.

"My grandpa replied yes and no."

"What do you mean?" Zhong Ying couldn't help asking. "It's what he painted. How could there be such an answer?"

"Hey, that's what I asked at the time. I was young at that time, and I was outspoken." The old man smiled, "But my grandfather's answer made everyone unexpected."

He stopped here, exhaled, and seemed to be trapped in the memories of that year.

A few people were waiting for his answer, but the old avatar seemed to have forgotten, and he just stopped talking.

"What happened later?" Sima Gui asked impatiently.

"Later. Cough cough cough." The old man coughed a few times, "I don't remember clearly."

Swish!

Syndra put down the stack of banknotes again and placed it on the wooden shelf beside him.

"Ah, I remember." The old man suddenly looked surprised and patted his head.

"My grandfather replied that there was nothing in that position. However, one day, when he moved the frame, he accidentally dropped a drop of white ink on it.

So, in order to cover up the drop of white ink, he simply expanded a little fat man in that position.

This chubby painted his own appearance when he was a child. But after drawing it, he always felt that it didn't look like it. I don't know why."

The comic strip. The scene in the painting. A little fat man unexpectedly appeared... It seems that there are too many variables.

"Then which comic book is this painting about? Where is the street in the painting?" Li Chengyi asked again, thinking about the original location of the street.

"I can't remember it for a long time, but the street in the painting?" The old man laughed, "That's a scene imagined by the author. Where can you find the original location? Isn't this funny?"

"I remember that I have read the comic book. It is about a strange fruit machine on a street. The machine can fulfill people's wishes, but every time you play it, you need to pay a certain price as a bet. Later...then The whole street was caught in a fire, including the grocery store and the fruit machine. Then the story ended." The old man told the story in his memory slowly.

Fire! ?

The hearts of the few people present were shuddering, and they instantly thought of the fire in Xuezhong Road before.