Seven Evil Slips Chapter 1:

Chapter 5

The opening of the Phoenix Tower was a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the firecrackers and drums that Cao Yanhua imagined.

No, one hundred and eighty thousand miles.

There is no news from Mudai, Yan Hongsha went back to Kunming because of the family's debt problem, Luo Ren didn't show up, it was raining heavily, and General Cangyan Tie who was on the opposite side guarded the door - Lian Shu was taken away by the police, Cangyan had been there for several days Closed.

All kinds of things, only describe two words, desolate.

Cao Yanhua is holding a stack of leaflets in his hand, wandering around in the store like a trapped beast: he has posted advertisements in the WeChat group circle of friends, 50% off on the opening day, the first three are free, last night, he was still in the bar Xuante invites everyone to join us...

What about people? Where did everyone die? Your miraculous nature of loving to watch the excitement and taking advantage of things was completely wiped out just because of a little rain?

13,000 sits at the table near the door, with a bright yellow straw, he sips the Coke in the ampoule bottle, and the water on the end is long - he has been sucking for two hours, and he didn't even drink half of the bottle.

He said: "Fatty Cao, please be quiet."

Quiet? On the day of the prosperous opening, there was a downpour, and you didn’t even open a shop. If you were you, could you be quiet?

The aroma of roasted lamb legs came from the kitchen, each one was marinated deliciously, and the appearance was also beautiful-I thought the supply would be in short supply on the opening day, but now it is so bleak, how can I be worthy of those lambs?

Zheng Bo came out of the back kitchen, wearing a brand new chef's coat, looking at the rain rushing outside, as if comforting himself and comforting everyone: "It rains, it is inevitable, everyone wants to stay at home."

After finishing speaking, he greeted Pin Ting again: "Come on, good boy, don't stand up, sit down and rest."

Ping Ting is dressed up beautifully today, with a banner hanging on her body, "Welcome", she has been standing at the door eagerly. Cao Yanhua told her before: "As long as there are guests, you should smile, understand? Smile beautifully. "

It is because Luo Ren is not around that he dares to send Ping Ting like this.

Ping Ting came over with her mouth pouted, kicked and kicked, Cao Yanhua was dejected, and finally sat down at the table in resentment, with her legs on the table, her whole body was as decadent as a limp dishcloth.

This image, if a customer comes to the door, wouldn't it be a drop in price?

Zheng Bo frowned, and was about to talk about him, but he stared at the vast rain, and suddenly said: "My little master, I don't know where I am now."

In a word, the air pressure in the store is eight degrees lower.

Of course it is impossible for Huo Zihong to explain the reasons for Kiyo's departure to everyone in detail, but she does not hide it very much. Coupled with Tenman's multiple inquiries, some key words are still missing, such as multiple personality , schizophrenia.

Rainy days are the easiest way to add sadness. Cao Yanhua sighed: "My little master is young and bright, and everyone loves him. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to have mental problems."

13,000 said: "Am I the only one who thinks she's a bit smart?"

As soon as this was mentioned, the two of them pinched.

Cao Yanhua's sword is on the verge of breaking out, like a murderous rooster: "You can tell someone is smart just by the style of their clothes? Suspenders, hot pants are not as good as diapers, according to you, they are all smart?"

13,000 said: "Sometimes, her personality is a bit inconsistent..."

Cao Yanhua became more and more courageous as he fought: "There are always ups and downs in life. I just came out of Sizhai two days ago. Aren't you acting like a confinement child? Where is the pride of burning old mussels? Already? Are you also smart?"

13,000 expressed that he would not fight with him, and continued to drink Coke with his head down.

Cao Yanhua concluded: "Only those irresponsible and unqualified people who can't figure out the problem will generally define it as split personality! Everything depends on split personality, and they don't make mistakes anyway!"

Someone approached outside, with disheveled hair, carrying a sack, trousers, flip-flops, and a **** umbrella that was broken. Fall.

Ping Tingteng stood up, smiled like a flower and rushed to the door.

Cao Yanhua kicked 13,000: "The beggar is here, and I will give you some money."

The impassioned speech he made just now is still there, and he is confident and self-confident.

Thirteen rolled their eyes.

However, there is indeed such a rule. Huo Zihong reminded him last night: When opening a new store, you must prepare change for beggars, and you must take care of it.

13,000 grabbed the change and went out.

After a while, he came in with someone.

What's the matter! It's fine to bring in Pin Ting, but why bring people in, isn't it bad luck?

Cao Yanhua's two feet on the table are slightly sideways. Through the V-shaped gap, he can see the person: his hair has long been wet by rain, and it has natural curls. The leg has been broken, and the white thread was wound around and around, with a happy smile on his face, and he took out a mobile phone from his arms preciously.

It's really impressive, he actually uses Apple!

The current beggar gang is really high-tech and high-end.

Seeing that he continued to look happy, the phone flipped out the page and showed it to Wan San: "Friends and relatives, 50% off on the opening day, the first three are free, right?"

This voice...

People have never seen it, but this voice...

Cao Yanhua suddenly thought of someone.

He was in a hurry, propping up the chair and remembering, who knew that the force was uneven, and the whole person collapsed from the table, and his mouth fell firmly.

But he immediately got up with hands and feet: "Mr. God?"

The magic stick said: "Aren't you learning Kung Fu? You're not doing very well..."

***

Cao Yanhua felt that the lights in the room were brighter than before.

Yes, the fluffy peacock grows brilliance, the fluffy peony grows brilliance!

He looked at the magic stick with awe.

It’s really a master. Before, there were so many weird and difficult things because of the vicious Jane. I couldn’t even invite him, but now, in order to open the store for 50% off and the first 30% free, he came to the door in the rain. personality.

The clothes are also unique, that kind of down-to-earth, flashy, back-to-basics dress style, holding a broken umbrella, exuding Ren Pingsheng's aloofness all over his body.

Bo Zheng brought up the mutton leg that had been cut into strips and mixed.

Taking a stick and chewing carefully, he said, "It's delicious! It's just a little bit worse than the KFC family bucket."

Zheng Bo was hit hard.

13,000 finished calling Luo Ren and came over and said, "Luo Ren will be here in a while."

The magic stick is not interested in Luo Ren, so he picks up a leg of lamb and rolls it on the pepper powder: "Unfortunately, we can't see our little pocket."

When Luo Ren entered the door, the magic stick was talking loudly.

"Only quack doctors treat people more and more like patients! Any split personality is an excuse. I personally think that mental illness is actually encountering a demon, understand? Demon!"

He grabbed a mutton leg bone, waved it in the air, and made a facial expression, which looked quite magical.

Cao Yanhua listened engrossed and didn't notice Luo Ren, but Pin Ting saw him, her eyes widened, as if to say: "Huh?"

Luo Ren put his index finger on his lips, signaling her not to speak.

The **** stick said: "The ancients have drawn conclusions long ago. To untie the bell, one needs to tie the bell, and one needs to heal the heart's disease."

Luo Ren leaned against the door frame, the door was not closed tightly, the rainwater splashed on the ground, and the lower legs were wet.

Before coming, Ma Tuwen called him, first as if complaining, and asked him why he was looking for it again, did he play hide-and-seek, and then said that it seemed difficult to find it this time, and there was no progress at all on the other side of Wan Fenghuo.

Luo Ren had thought of this result.

The most difficult person to find in this world is the one who really doesn't want to be found.

***

It was getting dark.

A long-distance double-decker sleeper bus drove up on the bumpy mountain road.

After driving for a while, the night became more and more severe. The lights in the car were turned off, and the hazy yellow headlights were turned on. Outside the car window, there were shadows, and it was hard to tell whether it was a tree or an abrupt stone.

The sound of rustling plastic bags, the sound of turning over and falling asleep, the destination will be reached tomorrow afternoon, and there is still a long way to go.

Kiyo was lying on the lower bunk at the back, and an old man slept on the upper bunk, snoring loudly, with one foot dangling from the lower bunk, shaking.

Kiyo couldn't fall asleep, his head resting against the glass, suddenly thought of something, and took out the wallet from his pocket.

Remaining...

Three dollars and two.

She didn't feel that the money was short, but she was wondering what she bought and they gave her 20 cents in change.

Three yuan and two, you may not be able to afford the next meal.

But she was not anxious, and even faintly happy, with a feeling of finally getting rid of the old ones.

Anyway, she won't starve to death, because she doesn't know what to eat next meal, who to eat with, and where to eat, all have unknown expectations.

The car body is swaying like a cradle.

She closed her eyes.

See Luo Ren.

He stood in front of the fruit stand with the fruit at his feet, lowered his head and wrote something on the paper: "But miss, if you want to get to know me, you can call my number anytime..."

Kiyo opened his eyes, turned his head and breathed on the car window, stretched out his finger, and wrote Luo Ren's number.

After writing, take another breath, and the string of numbers will be blurred.

Sometimes, fate makes people meet, not for staying together, but just for missing.

There were voices of dispute coming from the front.

Kiyo didn't pay attention at first, until he suddenly realized that there was a girl's low voice in panic.

Say, "Don't, don't."

It was at the front of the car, which seemed to be the upper berth, when the girl suddenly called out "big sister", but the voice disappeared again.

Kiyo sat still on the bunk. After a while, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked forward slowly while holding the rail of the upper bunk.

The movement was a bit loud, and she could see the tearing of two figures in the darkness. The one on top should be a man, pressing on the girl and covering her mouth. The girl struggled and patted the berth next to her.

There is a middle-aged woman on the bunk, her back is turned, her eyes are half-opened, and Kiyo can see the light in her eyes.

But she didn't move a muscle.

Kiyo said: "Hey!"

The voice was not low, the man looked at her and said viciously: "Young girl, **** off, I'll stab you to death."

Kiyo said: "Then you should come down and poke!"

She grabbed the bed rail and asked the girl: "What is his relationship with you?"

The girl's mouth was covered, she kept shaking her head, her eyes were watery, she was probably crying.

The man came over with a slap, Kiyo tilted his head, stepped on the bed rail of the lower bunk and walked forward, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and turned it in the opposite direction, while the other hand stretched his arm and grabbed him shoulder socket.

The car swayed at this moment, and with this ingenuity, with a plop, Kiyo pulled the man to the ground.

The man cried out in pain, and the girl burst into tears, and Kiyo asked, "What's your relationship with her?"

He replied in a low voice, "That's my partner!"

The girl screamed from above: "I don't know him! He stared at me while waiting for the bus. One pass, he...he will be shameless..."

There was movement in the surrounding bunks, and everyone got up one after another, some used flashlights, some turned on flashlights to illuminate, and some shouted: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

At this time, they are all awake.

The middle-aged woman from before also sat up, she was the closest, and seemed to feel obliged to explain: "I don't know, I thought it was young people arguing..."

The man stood up, tall and burly, with a distorted face, and shouted: "That's my partner, fight with you, **** off!"

The person next to him was timid, and said: "It's a quarrel with a partner..."

The girl rolled and crawled, came to Kiyo's side, and said, "Sister, I really am not his partner, really not."

By the light from the car, Kiyo could see her face clearly, no wonder he called her sister, she was only sixteen or seventeen, the man was in his thirties.

Kiyo said: "Have you brought your ID card, show me."

Looking at the man again: "What's the name of your own object?"

The girl suddenly understood, trembling, she hurriedly took out her ID card from her bag and handed it to Kiyo, when someone beside her yelled, "Yes, what's your partner's name?"

The man's face was extremely ugly, and his ferocious eyes swept around, and the booing became quieter.

The car is still driving.

The man clenched his fist like a vinegar bowl and walked towards Kiyo.

There was no sound in the carriage, the girl turned pale with fright, and pulled Kiyo, as if trying to pull her back. Kiyo glanced at her and said, "You are lucky to have met me."

She kicked on the lower bunk and jumped up. The man looked up at her, and was hit by her shoulder and elbow in the neck. He turned over in pain and fell down. Kiyo fell in front of him, bent over and grabbed his two The shoulders were sunken, and the shoulders were heavy, which actually dragged him.

Like dragging a dead pig.

She dragged him to the front, the driver was still driving, another driver on shift got up and stopped her: "What is this?"

Kiyo said: "Open the door."

The driver pulled over and stopped. As soon as the door opened, Kiyo kicked him down, and then closed the door again, saying: "Drive!"

The driver said: "Girl, you can't make such a fuss, that's also a passenger."

Kiyo ignored him, turned around by himself, and walked all the way to the bunk.

The car stopped for a while, and the man was below, and he didn't dare to get in the car. Passengers would lose their temper after passing by: "Are you still going?"

Amidst the booing, the driver on shift secretly opened the door a little, and the man came up shyly, and squatted by the door, not daring to go in again.

The car started again.

Calm slowly returned to the carriage, Kiyo rested his hands behind his head, and saw a figure timidly approaching.

Getting closer, I saw that it was the girl, carrying the big bags and small bags that I carried with me. I glanced at Kiyo, and sat down on her bunk hesitantly, only half of my buttocks.

Then, she lowered her head, flipped through the plastic bag in her hand, and handed over an orange.

She said: "You eat oranges."

Kiyo took it, scratched the orange peel with his nails, then peeled it off, and put a piece of orange flesh into his mouth. It was sweet, slightly sour, and the full juice soothed the taste buds.

The girl looked back at the car door, and moved closer to Kiyo.

——"The terminal of the car is Nantian, are you going to Nantian too?"

——"I used to work outside, and my aunt opened a restaurant in Nantian and asked me to help."

——"My name is Zheng Li, the pear of Xiangli."

——"Nantian is a small place, what are you doing there?"

Kiyo remained silent, eating one petal after another, the fragrance of the orange diffused in the dull air.

Zheng Li thought, she probably won't talk to me anymore.

At this moment, Kiyo spoke.

She said, "I'm going to find someone."