Reading The Remnants

By Tianjin Wei, it was almost dusk, and the youngest Tu Yao woke up from a drowsiness, and got out of the car with Li Shizhen sleepily with boxes in one hand. Outside the station, there were people sent by Master Wu waiting long ago. Wearing a tunic tunic, the green pine usually stood by the foreign car. Seeing Ayin, he shouted "Miss Ayin" rather westernly, and then bowed and pulled the car door.

Ah Yin was not welcome, and got into the co-driver in a familiar way, and gave the back row to Li Shiyitong and Tu's youngest.

Ayin in front took out the mirror to fix her makeup. Song Shiji was a little motion sick and shrank softly in Li Shiyi's arms. Li Shiyi patted her on the back lightly, feeling a little in a trance. Familiar and very experienced.

When I looked back, I saw the youngest Tuo sitting right on his knees, placing his hands on his knees without any difference, even his breathing was much smoother, and he caught a glimpse of Li Shiyi looking at him, he leaned over, and whispered with his ears: "Relax a hundred hearts. I can't shame you."

Li Shiyi smiled lightly, and the trachea vibrated slightly with her chest cavity, and Song Jiu was very comfortable with the itching. She pressed her ears to her, rubbed her cheeks, and then rubbed again.

After a while, the car stopped in front of Wu's Mansion. The square courtyard that was entered three times, the blue bricks and white tiles fell in the center of a row of small western-style buildings, and the correctness was quite eye-catching. Ah Yin got out of the car with his overcoat, and greeted him in the spring breeze. A group of people walked through the courtyard to the main room. Ah Yin thanked the lead woman quite well, and as soon as he raised his head, he concealed "Yeah". He lifted his lips: "Master Wu, why are you thin like this?"

The person called Master Wu looks up forty, his braids twisted halfway, his cheeks are faintly black, his eyes bulge, the wrinkles on both sides are burnt yellow and brown, and muddy dirt ditches. Youngest Tu Yao sat down next to Ayin, and gave Ayin a cold glance when Master Wu lowered his head and coughed. The corners of his mouth were crooked as if she was disgusting that she had such an old-fashioned guest.

Is this a peach or a plum?

Ayin looked back at him, snorted coldly, and then whispered: "A few months ago, he was still very handsome."

After gritted his teeth and finished speaking, he turned around and regained his distress, and exchanged warm greetings with Master Wu.

Master Wu greeted several people one by one, and asked the steward to talk about it in detail, saying that the most important thing was a silk painting, an antique that was bought at a high price. Auntie Zhao liked it very much during her lifetime, and she hung in her bedroom every day. Here, since the aunt has gone, the silk paintings have disappeared, thinking about going, but carelessly accompany her in the coffin.

After listening to Li Shiyi, he was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Let's go to the tomb here."

"Mr. Mister is busy, and I don't have to go on a day off." There are old rules, fortune-telling and tomb robbery, you must always respect the word "sir".

"No need." Li Shiyi shook his head and glanced down at Song Jiu in his arms, thinking about whether to leave her dizzy in the house, but suddenly felt her neck tighten and her arms like white lotus. Entangling her, Song Jiu rubbed her ear, the milk fragrant and softly, and said, "No."

For the first time, a living creature blatantly acted like a baby in front of her. Li Shixi seemed to be taken out of her heart, but she didn't show anything on her face. She just lifted her eyelids unhappily, yes. The butler said: "Please lead the way."

Aunt Zhao’s tomb is in the west of the city, on a mountain range in Linhaizi. The butler did not dare to come forward, and only ordered a few words carefully, and then filled Ayin and his party with a few pieces of ocean, taking the auspicious meaning of "seeing the coffin to get rich", and then watched them go to the tomb.

The tomb is in a new base, with a three-step stone brick chamber. The stone stele in front of the tomb has been removed. The two stone gates inside are opened wide, and a cool breeze is coming out from the ground. Tu Laoyao walked down holding the candle, and suddenly laughed recklessly.

A Yin looked up at him and listened to him happily: "I used to punch holes like a mouse, but it was the first time I walked through the front door."

Li Shi took a step, and Ah Yin rolled his eyes.

Only when he got down the stairs, Ayin felt something was wrong. There was a fresh and strong smell of blood in it, mixed with disgusting smell. Li Shiyi looked at the ground, and there were a few deep and shallow bloodstains, like The paint was rubbed as bleakly as it faded, showing a startling dark vermilion in the depths. Ah Yin sucked his nose: "Yes, this is the weird thing I told you yesterday. I wanted to come to the housekeeper and drag some of the nearby bodies out, but I didn't dare to go deeper. "

Li Shiyi nodded, closed his thin lips and walked inside in a groan, his left hand unconsciously supported the delicate neck of Nineteen.

Scattered at the roots of the wall were thrown swords and burnt torches. The brick walls on both sides were dark, as if they had been set on fire. The tomb was newly made, and there were no weeds or standing water in it. However, Li Shiyi stopped his gaze while walking around, but hesitated and dignifiedly placed it in a dark corner in front of him.

"What's this?" The youngest Tu Yao had seen Li Shiyi's ability, and he was not as courageous as before. He stepped forward in three or two steps and pointed to the trembling yellow flower.

The flowers and plants were crowded in one end of the tomb in a disorderly manner. There was no soil, but they grew very strong, as if they were coming out of the masonry. The grass leaf is very weird, plump like Ganoderma lucidum, but it has the same color and veins as the green leaf. It blooms one after another. There are scattered yellow flowers in the center. In the tomb where there is no wind and rain, the waist is stretched, and the life is like a brocade.

Li Shixi stared at the flowers and plants in a daze, closed the slightly raised eyelids, lay the silkworms on top of the pile, and narrowed her worried expression until the nineteenth in her arms moved uneasily, she frowned, and again Quickly let go, raising his eyebrows openly and emotionally, and the corners of his mouth bend: "Yaocao."

"Yaocao?" Ayin murmured.

Li eleven nodded: "There is a saying in the "Shan Hai Jing", "It is two hundred miles east of the east, saying that the mountain of auntie, the emperor is dead, whose name is the female corpse, turned into a yao grass, and its leaves are transformed into yellow flowers. , In fact, like Tuqiu, the service is charming to others.'"

"What do you mean?" Tu's youngest culture couldn't keep up, and his brain hurt.

Ayin glanced at him: "It is said that Emperor Yan has a daughter who is called a female corpse. She is extremely beautiful and unparalleled in the world. It's a pity that she died without getting married. The corpse turned into a yao grass and bloomed with yellow flowers and produced a dodder-like fruit. Now, This is what it looks like. According to legend, if a woman gets Yaocao, she will be so sweet and sweet. This man, no one can stand it."

Li Shiyi put Nineteen down and handed it to Ah Yin to hold him. He walked to the Yaocao and squatted down. He reached out and touched it, only to see that the Yaocao had its shape and reality, and the illusion was generally visible and impenetrable. After pondering for a while, he shook his head: "This Yao Cao is not a real thing, it seems to be a barrier with essence. If I am not wrong, it is not Aunt Zhao who is fascinated, but the essence in this Yao Cao."

She squatted for a while, but felt her thighs warm. Nineteen broke free from Ayin, swayed against her, and put a small fist on her leg. Li Shiyi glanced at her, took her hand and stood up.

"Speaking of which," Ayin shook his silk in the cool breeze, "This Yaocao is so fascinating for men, but it doesn't work for our girls. That's why I came to the front in peace."

Before she finished her words, she frowned with a "hiss" fine brow: "That's not right, how is the youngest Tu's so good?"

She pulled her eyeballs, looked at each other with Li Shiyi, then invariably cast her eyes on the youngest Tu’s face, and then slowly traversed his cowering chest, fat abdomen, and finally raised her brows. , Meaningfully stopped his eyes at the vital point.

The youngest Tu’s hair stood upright, watching the two girls throwing out naked suspicion and scrutiny, and the half of the little girl who did the same thing, and he was so embarrassed that he covered it with one hand and blushed and yelled. Said: "Blind, what nonsense!"

He wringed his legs, arguing awkwardly: "That evil stuff is always fascinated by people with wrong intentions. My youngest Tu is satisfied with my mother-in-law, and the evil spirits are all shivering by themselves!"

"What do I call my mother-in-law... I have a soft spot!" He stretched his face to Ah Yin, "I have a soft spot! You, you, you, have you heard of it?"

Ayin listened to Tu's youngest boy using her usual words to block her, snorted with a flat mouth, turned his head around with his arms folded, his shoulders slammed Li Shiyi, and said with a sneer: "I'm a Yao sister, He told me that he had a soft spot."

She pointed to her temples with regret, and shook her head: "The brain is not bright."