Reading The Remnants

Stopping all the way, I only entered Jiaodong Road ten days later. Jiaodong Road is near the sea. It is not as dry as Xi'an, but it is much colder. When I arrived in Zhucheng County, the sky had just been dark, and there was a thin layer of frost on the road, and even the leaves were scattered with ice balls. The waves faintly roared in the south, shooting on the rugged rocks, the black paint seemed to be bottomless. In the field, the snow on the top of the mountain in the distance was a bit clear, and the cold light was glowing with blue and white.

Li's eleven arrived late, and the weather was cold, the demon wind from all sides filled his neck, there were no pedestrians on the road, not even a few small shops, and it was easy to see a brightly lit hotel in front of him, busy carrying it. The luggage entered. There was no one in the hotel, but the lights were on several times, bright as daylight, and the spotless tables and chairs were illuminated more cleanly.

Zhucheng is not very prosperous. This hotel is small and looks just like an inn. It is a small three-story brick building with an old-fashioned layout. There are two and three-story guest rooms in a restaurant on the first floor. On the outside is a black lacquered wooden door face. On the signboard, only the words "eat wine, stay in a shop" are written, and a "tang" is sewn on the white pennant with a blue background.

Tu Laoyao threw the cloth bag onto the table and took a few breaths. It was too cold outside, and his trachea was a little bit twitchy. He slapped his red nose and yelled, "Is anyone there?"

The stairs were rustling, and down a twenty-four-five-five girl, embroidered with dark clouds and braids, she was very simple, holding a kerosene lamp in one palm, and holding the light in the other. Seeing them at the corner of the stairs, she was stunned. Obviously, I didn't expect to have a visitor at this hour, so I hung up a smile after a while and said: "Here."

She put the oil lamp on the counter, hurriedly served a few more plates of melon seeds and hawthorn, wiped the wet hands on the hem of her clothes before coming over to welcome the visitors.

A few girls are not very picky eaters, so the youngest Tuo randomly ordered a few local snacks, mustard bumps mixed with sliced ​​radish spicy shreds, fragrant and oily grilled chicken racks with roasted meat, and a few sesame seeds. The big biscuits, the refreshing and refreshing green tea in the same pot, when the dishes are neat, the spirit and taste are alive, and the cold at the tips of the fingers is driven away.

Song Nineteen ate and blinked: "This shop is so bright, it makes your eyes hurt."

The youngest Tuo looked for the girl once, but when she saw that she had served the food, she turned around, but she didn't see a person.

Ayin smiled and said, "How can there be such a trade? It's like candlelight doesn't need money."

Li Shiyi put the chopsticks down, and reached out to move the bowl and chopsticks for Song Shiji: "Sit here."

With a "hey", Song Jiu sat on the other end and happened to be trapped in the shadow cast by Li Shiyi. The silhouette of Li Shiyi's eyelashes was beside her. She blinked, and the shadow of the eyelashes gently stroked the back of her hand. .

She looked at the shadow of Li Shiyi, and heard the familiar echo from the bottom of her heart again, which made her mouth dry, her breath was scalded by the sweet blush, and the fever went back and forth like hot.

She stretched out her tail finger and touched the shadow of Li's eleven eyelashes, then touched the tip of her nose, and touched her lips. There is a kind of emotion that coexists with many bad emotions, such as cover, avoidance, hypocrisy, duplicity, and if nothing happens, it can be put together in one place, but it has become the sweetest secret in the world, slowly breeding, and dreaming late.

The people around her were drunk before she even tasted it. She took a bite of the biscuits, the taste was like chewing wax.

The opposite Ayin put down the tea cup, staggered his fingers to support the forehead, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said strangely: "This candle is not only bright, but also very fragrant."

She likes to make fragrance so far, and her sense of smell is three points better than others.

As soon as the voice fell, there was another scent of vipers wandering. It came from the candle flames around. The youngest Tuo sniffed his nose and sniffed, but he saw Li Shiyi's drooping eyelids move, and he stretched out his palm to hold Song Shi. On the back of Jiu's head, he slightly pressed in his direction, and pushed his other hand behind her, slapped a paper spell out.

Tu Yaoyao was dumbfounded, Song Shiji turned his head in Li Shiyi's palm, looked back, and saw that the charm was hanging in the air, motionless, his tail was lifted by the wind, and his horns were lifted up and down.

"This is..." Song Jiu leaned his head to Li Shixi.

"Wandering soul." Li Shiyi slapped the talisman with the back of his hand. He only heard a buzzing wind, and there was no other movement. The talisman fell down and burned to the ground as black ashes.

Li Eleven swept around, then picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of spicy silk, and said to the youngest Tu: "There are a few wandering souls here. It’s inconvenient to change accommodation at night. You will cook glutinous rice before going to bed. Sprinkle it on the four corners of our room, and then hang a black donkey hoof on the beam in the center of the door. Ordinary wandering spirits dare not approach it."

The youngest Tu replied in succession, taking notes one by one, before he could throw out his own wonder: "Why can't I see?"

A Yinjiao smiled, and the youngest Tu asked: "Can you see it?"

Ayin shook his head.

Youngest Tu was relieved, and asked Song Nineteen: "You can't see you too?"

Song Jiuzheng was stunned, and Li Shiyi's hand slipped loosely from her head, and his finger touched her neck inadvertently. Ryūjinjin seemed to be arson.

The youngest Tu’s heartbroken said, “I’m scared to be stupid.”

"Where did you see it?" Ayin tapped under his ear as Li Shiyi did before, "Listen to it. She can hear it since she was a child. Her mother said, since she has this ability, she should go to learn how to fight. If you listen to ghosts, Sa Yazi runs away, and then you have eaten this skill."

Tu Yaoyao was too fresh, two light bulb beckonings greeted Li Shiyi's ears, and approached her and asked her, "What is listening? Wandering souls are talking?"

"Footsteps." Li Xi said.

While she was talking, the talented girl came down from upstairs again, and there was a lot of movement. Seeing that they were still eating, she nodded and smiled, and went into the counter to crackle.

Ayin threw the towel for wiping her lips, wagging up to the water snake waist, leaned against the counter, got close to her and asked her, "You are the only one in this shop? Where's your boss?"

The girl raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am the boss. There are two other guys. It's cold these days, so they were put back home early."

Ah Yin asked again: "What is your name?"

The girl said: "Tangyu, call me Atang too."

"Atang, it sounds great." Ayin leaned against her and touched her hand. "It's too cold this day, are you cold?"

The youngest Tu Yao who was not far away threw the melon seed husk away, and dropped the corner of his mouth disgustedly: "Daikui is a woman."

Seeing Atang startled, he retracted his hand and smiled awkwardly: "I'm used to it, it's not too cold."

After Yubi, she said again: "The bed in the guest room is ready and the water is boiled. If you have used the meal, please rest early."

Ayin thanked him with a smile, then talked and laughed a few more times before Fang came back and took his seat.

The three people looked at her together, and she rolled her eyes: "No."

The weather was so cold that the watchmen were out of work. Wan Lai was quiet and could not even hear a few dog barkings. Ah Yin was tired for a day, and after simply freshening up, he got into the bed, lying on his back and sighed slightly. Wanting to rest, I suddenly heard a soft knock on the door outside.

She opened the door suspiciously with a frown, and it was Song Jiu who was standing by the door holding a pillow.

The little girl was scattered with blue silk, wrapped in thin clothes, her eyes were blushing, she did not know whether it was cold or not.

She ran into the room and hid the door, pulled Ah Yin into the bed, and said softly, "I'm a little scared."

On the one hand, he is afraid, while his eyes are shining?

Ayin raised the quilt: "To be honest."

"I... I have something on my mind." Song Jiu pulled the thread that was ran out of the corner, like an invisible and intangible love thread.

"How to say?"

"When I saw her, my heart jumped suddenly, and when I didn't see her, my heart tickled." Song Jiu tried to be as simple as possible, but when he finished speaking, he felt that it was not very accurate. She should be a basin of clean water. Li Shiyi is the charcoal underneath. She can warm herself by not standing close to her. The bottom of her heart is gurgling and bubbling. If she is near, she will It started to boil, neither hands nor feet, panicking in a panic. But if she is far away, she is pouring cold water on her head again, and she is very unable to raise her energy.

Ayin stood up and crossed her tuck feet. He stopped when she heard her words. Half of her body was wrapped over her. The jasmine-scented hair fell down and fell to Song Jiu's ear. She looked at it. After a while, Song Nineteen raised his eyebrows clearly: "Understood, Chun's heart is moved."

Song Jiu pursed his mouth and nodded in agreement. The smile in his eyes seemed to contain the fragrance of Ah Yin, and it was so sweet that it overflowed from his eyelashes.

Ah Yin smiled, lay aside, thought for a while, and asked her.

"Who? Youngest Tu?"