Seven Evil Slips Chapter 103:

It was dead of night.

Shen stick stood in front of the fish tank, pouted his buttocks, and looked at the fierce Jane in the water with admiration. He didn't know where he got a magnifying glass. old pedant.

Said: "Is this a phoenix or a phoenix? Look at the lines, they are so delicate that even the best craftsmen can't carve them."

Luo Ren was a little tired, the rain had stopped a lot, but it was still pattering non-stop, and it was actually cold in the middle of the night.

Luo Ren didn't take the visit of the magic stick seriously, this person is always bluffing, saying he understands, and always speculating, saying he doesn't understand, but he speaks logically - with him It's the same name as "God Stick", it's hard not to believe it, and it's hard to believe it all.

Luo Ren said: "You can stay here tonight. Uncle Zheng has cleaned up the guest room downstairs. It's up to you whether you want to stay or how long you want to stay. If it's okay, I'll go to bed first. "

He turned around and wanted to leave, but the magic stick called him from behind: "Luo Ren."

For a while, Luo Ren felt strange, but he didn't know where the strangeness was - he finally realized it.

The **** stick is always unscrupulous, and always calls him "little carrot". This seems to be the first time that he is called by his first name and last name.

The tone is rarely solemn.

Luo Ren turned his head.

The magic stick dragged a chair and sat down, pointing his index finger at the outer wall of the fish tank: "Fishing line puppet, fairy guide, rouge amber, three."

Yes, three.

"How do you feel?"

Feel? Luo Ren frowned: How does this feel?

The magic stick said: "You can't move like a donkey pulling a mill, you have to think about it."

His eyes rolled around, and the fingertips of **** touched his temples, as if he wanted to use his brain.

Luo Ren is angry and funny.

"You have never thought about where this evil Jane came from, why is it seven? Why did it appear in the places you found? Why do you want to harm people? Is it just for harming people? Or is there any purpose? Why is it important?"

Why why, the magic stick suddenly turned into a hundred thousand whys.

Luo Ren asked: "You know?"

"I don't know, but I'm at least thinking about it." The magic stick moved the chair with his buttocks, and turned to the fish tank again.

Luo Ren heard him muttering: "It's not whack-a-mole, come out and hit one, there must always be a connection..."

Maybe, but where is the connection?

When Luo Ren left, Shenzhu was still thinking hard, sitting cross-legged, holding his chin in one hand, like a funny version of a thinker.

This night, Luo Ren didn't sleep well. The words of the **** stick and the matter of Muyo made it difficult for him to sleep well, and he had many messy dreams.

Walking on the street in a dream, passers-by suddenly behave stiffly, their limbs are pulled by invisible threads; dreaming of wild waves breaking up in the sea, revealing the bottom of the sea beside the sea, and a huge picture of animal bones lined up is vivid in my mind; dreaming of Sao Qingniang hanging under the eaves suddenly winked at him strangely, as if to say: Guess, where is the connection?

Last dream of Kiyo.

Sitting in the dark, surrounded by a hazy twilight, she raised her face and smiled at him.

Luo Ren went to hug her, thinking that the ancients described a girl as soft and soft jade, which is really not bad.

He lowered his head to kiss her cheek and asked her, "Where did you go?"

She smiled slyly at him and said, "Guess."

…

The dream stopped here, and it was five o'clock in the morning when I woke up.

Luo Ren smiled wryly: Let him guess, how could he guess?

No more drowsiness, I simply got up and went to the room where the fierce Jane was stored.

The light inside has been turned off, and there is no sound. I thought that the magic stick went to sleep in the guest room downstairs, but when I turned on the light, a piece of white paper was glued on the outside of the fish tank with transparent glue.

There are crooked words left on it.

——I went to Hangu Pass.

***

Aunt Zheng Shuiyu and uncle He Qiang were muttering in the corner, Zheng Li felt very embarrassed.

She looked at Kiyo nervously.

It was she who brought Kiyo. On the bus, she thanked Kiyo for his help, and desperately wanted to repay her. When she learned that she wanted to find someone, she quickly moved her aunt out: "My aunt lives in Nantian County a lot. It's been a year, it's a small place, she'll know who you want to talk to."

Ask Kiyo if there is any place to stay: "If you don't mind, you can live with me. My aunt's restaurant is recruiting people anyway, so it's okay if you want to work there."

It's too full of words, and I don't know until I arrive that Zheng Shuiyu's restaurant is only a small business.

Seeing that she dragged another one, Zheng Shuiyu's expression immediately dropped.

Kiyo didn't seem to see it, leaning against the door of the restaurant and looking out: This is a very small and narrow street with a strong atmosphere of life, there are grocery stores on the street, vegetable stalls at the end of the street, bicycle repairers, hairdressers Yes, everything, like a small world.

Diagonally opposite there is a cotton candy seller, stepping on the machine, the small wooden pole turns and turns in the wheel, and a little bit of sugar fluff is wrapped on it, and it becomes a white and fat doll.

Kiyo saw the rise and strode over, asking for two yuan a piece.

She bought one, and lost half of her entire fortune in no time.

But it doesn't matter, tear off a strand and put it in your mouth, press your tongue, and then sip it lightly, a trace of sweetness will rippling in your mouth.

Happiness is not real.

Zheng Li rushed forward to meet her, lowering her voice.

"Sister Mumu, if my aunt is unwilling... don't be angry, I can think of a way."

What can a seventeen-year-old little girl think of? Kiyo said: "They will use me."

She said it with certainty.

At the same time, Zheng Shuiyu made up his mind.

This girl is pretty and can help the store attract customers: the regular customers in the store are all young men, who doesn't like a girl who is seductive?

Furthermore, Xiao Lier said that she can fight: this is great, there are a lot of troublemakers in the store, and it is inevitable that Chi Yu will suffer if they fight—the last time a group of gangsters got drunk and made trouble, her husband He Qiang went up Pull the frame and get a brick head-on.

It's easy to worry if someone who can fight is there.

***

The room is the attic on the second floor, low, cramped, and humid. Zheng Li insisted on giving up the bed to Kiyo, and slept on a single spring folding wire bed.

No work on the first day, Kiyo said: "I'll go for a walk."

She didn't tell where she was going, she went downstairs alone, Zheng Li went to the window, and saw Kiyo come out after a while.

Putting her hands in the pockets of her coat, she walked slowly past the stalls facing the street one after another, and disappeared around the corner.

Zheng Shuiyu came up, carrying a kettle in his right hand, and a basin stacked together in his left hand, and asked her, "This Kiyo, why doesn't he even have luggage?"

Zheng Li said: "I probably lost it on the road."

Suddenly thought of something: "Auntie, do you have a new toothbrush, towel and slippers? Sister Mu Mu should use it."

Zheng Shuiyu said with a sullen face: "No!"

He signaled to the opposite side: "There is a small supermarket downstairs, don't you know how to buy it?"

Zheng Li was not happy, and felt that this aunt, Yu Xiaochu, was too stingy.

She took out her small purse, held it in her hand, and kicked it down with her head held high.

***

Nantian County is very small. If you walk straight in one direction, you can reach the junction of urban and rural areas in only half an hour.

True to its name, corn and tomatoes are planted on the yellow land. After walking a few steps up the field, I encountered a big white goose.

Kiyo returned the same way.

There is a lot of dust, there are many cars, motorcycles and bicycles, and there are food stalls on the bridge, and the stall owners in dirty aprons are frying radish cakes.

No one came out to scold the city for affecting the appearance of the city. Small cities are just like this. The mess is messy, and it is kind and wanton.

There are children who play truant from school, carrying schoolbags, squatting on the side of the road playing cards.

The radish cake costs one yuan each.

Kiyo waited by the oil pan, watching the radish pancakes wrapped in raw noodle sauce bouncing up and down in the hot oil.

She strikes up a conversation with the stall owner.

"I remember, once upon a time, when I stood at the head of the bridge and looked there, there was a block of buildings, square and dark."

The stall owner was holding a pot and spoon, and looked blankly in the direction she indicated. There is now a new building with a huge advertisement on the top. Thumbs up, next to the slogan.

——English training to the blue sky! A better future is tomorrow!

Kim Soo Hyun will probably never know that he has accepted such an advertisement.

The stall owner frowned, turned over a handful of radish cakes with a spoon, and muttered, "How long ago was that? I don't remember."

Kiyo said: "When I was young."

The stall owner glanced at her: "When you were a child? How about fifteen years? Twenty years?"

She looked at the place Kiyo pointed again, and seemed to remember something: "Oh, yes, I remember it, it was removed."

"Where did everyone in that building go?"

The stall owner quickly took the radish cake out of the pot, put it on the shelf to drain the oil: "Let's go, let's move it wherever."

***

At night, Kiyo couldn't sleep.

It was stuffy in the small attic, and the mosquitoes came out early, disturbing people with their buzzing. Zheng Li was furious on the bed, clapping her ears endlessly.

Talk to Kiyo while swatting mosquitoes.

"Sister Mumu, I asked my aunt, and she said that the building was demolished more than ten years ago. It was an old building, and it became dangerous later, and the facilities and equipment were not good."

It is not good.

In front of Kiyo's eyes, there seemed to be a cramped staircase, a sink covered with moss, and when the faucet was turned on, the entire plastic pipe was buzzing and vibrating, as if groundwater was about to gushe out.

"Sister Mumu, do you just remember that the person you are looking for wears high heels? What about the name, don't you remember?"

Don't remember, children's memories are strange.

She remembered looking from the bridgehead, and she could see the old building where her home was located, square and square.

I remember the day when I was sent to the orphanage, I took a long-distance bus at the bridgehead, and the driver shouted: "Nantian, start from Nantian!"

Remember the dilapidated sink at home, the biscuit tin full of biscuit crumbs.

Only she can't remember the person she called "Mom".

I don't remember her name, I don't remember her face, because her face is always blurred and covered with coarse powder.

What impresses me the most is her shoes, is it because I was short at that time and my eyesight was low?

She loves to wear high heels, and she doesn't care if her bony feet are stubbornly stuffed into inappropriate shoes.

Kiyo said: "She likes to wear high heels, especially red ones. At that time, few people in the whole building wore them like that."

With a snap, Zheng Li slapped another mosquito to death.

Said: "It's easy to handle. Let's inquire about it when we have time. There are many old residents in this county. They have lived there for more than ten or twenty years. Someone will always remember them."

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