Seven Evil Slips Chapter 8:

When it comes to Yin Erma, no one is more enthusiastic than the magic stick, after all, he is an acquaintance.

He found a blank piece of paper, and matched it with the large map hanging on the wall, he wrote and drew.

"Yin Erma lives in Yinjia Village. That place is quite far from the Hangu Pass Scenic Area, but it is still on the route I guessed that I would go out of Hangu Pass."

"It is close to the Qinling Mountains in the south and overlooks the Loess Slope in the north. If you stand on the top of the mountain, you can see the Yellow River faintly."

He circled the paper casually, and it was the Yin family village: "The Yin family village is very small, and there are a dozen or so households scattered on the top of the mountain. Yin Erma is less than seventy years old. According to the genealogy, he is the first Three generations, let's say one generation in 20 or 30 years, what happened in the water shadow should have happened more than 120 years ago."

"At that time, the village was even smaller and the surrounding area was even more desolate."

Luo Ren nodded: "So, the market in the water shadow cannot be Yinjia Village, but a nearby, large town, where villagers from four townships and eight miles go to the market."

Shen stick agreed, and drew another big circle outside that circle: "This area with Yinjia Village as the center, is possible in all directions. Adding Long Town and Wei surname, the searchable range , it’s much smaller, Xiao Wanwan will definitely find out!”

It's really the feeling of the first dawn and a long breath.

Kiyo smiled: "Then you call Wan Fenghuo, you don't need money."

The magic stick couldn't hear the overtones, so Le Dian went outside to make a phone call.

Luo Ren suppressed a smile, and said in his heart: He is too good at living.

It was initially planned to leave for Youwu Town at noon the next day, and it was quite late, so a few people went back to the bar to clean up.

When I went downstairs, I saw Aoki coming up, he will return to China soon, and Luo Ren should have a lot of things to talk about.

Aoki bid farewell to Kiyo, still very polite, half-bowed, and said: "Miss Kiyo, I will be counting on you from now on, please take care of me."

He didn't know the other people well, so he just nodded and said hello. Ten-thousand glanced at Yan Hongsha, she was a little unnatural, and casually greeted: "Best trip, we may meet again when we go to Japan. of."

…

When going back, Kiyo deliberately walked very slowly, and gradually fell to the point where there was only one person left.

She looked up at the window of Luo Ren's room, the lights were bright and transparent, and people walking around could be seen vaguely.

What will Aoki and Luo Ren talk about?

Kiyo became a little melancholy. The brothers who shared life and death in the jungle at that time, now the dust has fallen, and they are about to settle down on one side. The two countries are not far away, nor are they close. It will slowly shift, and it will become a touch of greetings during the New Year and holidays.

Heading his head up a bit, through the lights close to the surface of the ground, he could actually see the scattered stars in the night sky.

It is said that life is a line, sometimes intersecting with others, sometimes parallel, Kiyo thinks it is not like that, she thinks that everyone is like a tiny star in the vast universe, with billions of stars flowing beside him.

Originally, they all had established orbits, imaginary, and planned, but this universe is too chaotic. Meteorites, meteors, star collapses and black holes are formed. How many asteroids hit you hard and you are at a loss. Changing the course, they have been wandering in the infinite, passing countless passers-by, until suddenly, the gravitational force is constant, and they are close to each other, forming small galaxies.

Everyone is a star in the dark night, and every relationship is the gravitational force between the stars. The balance, turbulence, dispersal, and return of the galaxy are very similar to a person's life.

What is fate, maybe it is the countless disorder and disorder in the universe.

Pin Ting's voice suddenly came from behind: "Sister Mudai."

Kiyo turned his head and frowned inadvertently: "It's dangerous for you to run out alone, does Zheng Bo know?"

Actually, her age is not much different from that of Pin Ting, but maybe because Pin Ting was ill, she was stupid for a while, and she always felt that she was still a little girl who needed someone to take care of her everywhere.

Ping Ting said: "Take two steps and go back. It's not in the way."

That's right, you can see the lights of Luo Ren's room here, and it's only a few steps away from the gate.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Ping Ting didn't speak, and after looking at her for a long time, she said: "I envy you very much."

"What do you envy me?"

"You are with Luo Xiaodao." After a pause, he bit his lips again and asked her, "Are you proud?"

Kido is funny, just listen to what the child said, and after a while, he came over, held Pin Ting's arm, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Pin Ting couldn't hold back her even after being dragged and dragged, and was dragged by her to stumble away, all the way to the half-open door.

Kiyo pushed her in before letting go, the two of them, inside and outside the door, the light hit Pin Ting's side face, this girl looked extremely lonely.

Kiyo looked at his hands, Luo Ren always said she was a "little girl" and "could be blown down by a gust of wind". , the bones are still hard, and the punches are still painful, but when Ping Ting held her arm just now, she didn't dare to use force, she was so soft that people couldn't bear to sink her face.

She said: "You envy me being with Luo Xiaodao, but you just envy the position next to him. In this position, there are Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Er Mazi without me. What should I be proud of? "

"You envy me another day because I am Kiyo, so I feel that I am being complimented."

After finishing speaking, as soon as the door is closed, turn around and leave.

Of course I am not proud, not only unhappy, but also a little bit aggrieved.

——Why does no one envy Luo Xiaodao because Luo Xiaodao is with me? I think I'm pretty good too...

***

Back to the bar, the lights were still on, and the magic stick was flipping through the book "Zi Bu Yu" in the corner. San also held a pet cage in his hand, and discussed with Cao Yanhua: "Here, how about pretending to be liberated?"

Kido is strange: "Cao Jiefang is also going?"

Cao Yanhua looked worried and helpless: "Don't dare to let it alone, little master, it is violent."

So is.

Kiyo sat opposite the magic stick, reached out and tapped on the table: "What do you see?"

The magic stick stood the hard-cover book on the table, resting his chin on the spine of the book. At first glance, it looked like a human head grew out of the book: "What does this hide mean?"

This book is brand new, it should have been bought after the cheetah entered the country, and there is no sign of writing in the whole book, so the sudden appearance of "hide" always seems to have a special meaning.

"Didn't Luo Ren tell you, it means hiding, hiding."

God stick lowered his voice: "Don't you think, this word has a lot of meaning?"

"How?"

"Yafeng and Cheetah, they are human beings, not fierce Jane. After being possessed by fierce Jane, it is like a kind of perception and intersection. They all got some information from fierce Jane."

That's right, everyone thinks so too.

"However, cheetahs are different from Yafeng. First of all, the ancestors of cheetahs committed seven murders. As you guessed, with this 'seven', something may be activated. Secondly, cheetahs did not Before being possessed, she is not a good bird, and the degree of evil is far greater than that of Yafeng."

Kiyo agrees with this statement.

Seeing that Kiyo listened carefully, the magic stick couldn't help but be proud: "So, Cheetah may have gotten a more straightforward advice from Ji Jian, otherwise, why would she buy a book and a half as soon as she entered the country as a Southeast Asian Chinese?" As for Wen Bai's "Zi Bu Yu", she doesn't look like a literature lover at all."

What he said was as if he had seen a cheetah.

Kiyo hummed: "So?"

What is the magic stick trying to say?

"This book is the message that Vicious Jane gave her, and she wrote a 'hide' in this book. I was thinking, maybe this 'hide' is another message that Vicious Jane passed on to her. message."

Kiyo's heart was pounding, and his voice couldn't help lowering his voice: "Then what message do you think you gave her?"

"That is: the seventh evil letter, which has been hidden."

Kiyo felt that the muscles on his face convulsed uncontrollably.

The next moment, she slapped the table with a slap: "What do you want? I didn't know it was hidden? If it hadn't been hidden, we would have found it long ago!"

After speaking, he stood up, kicked the stool under him far away, and went upstairs by himself.

There was a murmur of dissatisfaction from the magic stick behind him: "What's the matter with the little pocket, it's getting less and less cute..."

***

Before going to bed, Kiyo packed his luggage. There were a lot of fancy clothes, kittens, rabbits and elephant heads. He picked them up and looked at them, frowning.

Compared to the mirror, the lovely pink color, lined with deep and calm eyes, pursed lips, slightly raised eyebrows, pulled down the neckline, and the dagger tattoo on the collarbone is cold and elegant Alienation, when not smiling, every body language seems to say: stay away from me.

Kiyo dragged a chair and sat down in front of the mirror, stared at himself for a long time, and deliberately made a cute expression.

It seems that no matter what, it is not the original taste.

She rolled up those clothes in her bosom, buried her face in them, held them for a long time, and murmured: "Small pockets."

A little melancholy, as if greeting the past time without any response.

Then, hugging the quilt and pillow, he opened the cabinet door in the corner of the room and got in.

Remember the old days, I used to like to sleep in the closet.

Within two minutes, the cabinet door slammed and she pushed it open again.

It's really... suffocating.

She pulled the pillow sideways, opened the cabinet door, and closed her eyes again.

This time, I finally fell asleep.

I can't sleep well all the time, the cabinet is not a bed after all, I always feel cramped, and panicked, in a daze, I hear movement in the room.

She opened her eyes.

It's really strange, there was a thick fog in the room, and it looked like it was back to the night in the foggy town.

There were rustling and whispering voices, which continued to come from the invisible fog.

Kiyo opened his eyes wide.

Shadowy, I saw a few thin and tall figures, slender and disproportionately hidden in the fog, snickering and whispering.

Kiyo knew it was a dream, probably a nightmare.

She tried her best to move her body, trying to wake up, but the voice was approaching and distant, and sometimes it seemed to be whispering in her ears. She was annoyed for a moment, and shouted: "Who!"

The several shadows suddenly panicked, seemed to be pushing each other, and Kiyo repeated hurriedly like a whisper.

—was discovered.

- Hide, hide.

—she couldn't find it.

——Don't worry, she can't find it...

The voice and figure slowly disappeared in the fog, night, and empty room.

***

At breakfast time the next day, Kiyo sat at the table, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, and stared at him as soon as he sat down, it was all due to him, which caused her to have nightmares.

Zheng Huan, who was so engrossed in eating, didn't even make eye contact with her once.

Instead, Huo Zihong stared at her: "Did you sleep well?"

While talking, I put a candied fried egg for her: "Eat more, this trip back to send your master, there are a lot of things to do, enough for you to be busy... I heard that Cao Yanhua was accepted as a young apprentice, so how about that?" He should go back, too. Wan San also go together?"

At the other end of the bar, Shi San, who was buried in making coffee, turned his ears away.

As a migrant worker who owes 13,000 yuan in bills, every time I go out and come back, I feel like I have a dystocia when I give reasons. In the past, Cao Fatty shared the burden with him. After the little disciple who kicked his nose against the wall, he walked in a reasonable way.

He is the only one left, and he has no name if he wants to find a reason.

Kiyo chewed the fried egg, taking his time: "Aunt Hong, only senior brother and I can't do it. Think about it, the funeral ceremony has to line up the table to eat, and someone has to arrange for the reception and delivery." .Although Luo Ren accompanied me there, but his injury has not healed yet, so he is not too tired."

Huo Zihong sighed: "That's right, this job is only 13 thousand and 30 thousand capable. He can handle it with his brain and mouth."

Really? He was praised for being so sudden, ten thousand three was a little flattered, and the smugness of complacency was not over yet, there were hurried footsteps upstairs, when he looked up, Yan Hongsha was walking down, his eyes were like awls, staring at him .

Sinister, I want to slap myself twice: I blame myself for meddling, if Er Huo breaks up in love, I will break up in love. Next time, she will jump the Great Wall when she breaks up in love, and I don't care.

He pushed the coffee cup over and said to himself: This firecracker is about to blow up.

Sure enough, Yan Hongsha's voice was gloomy, with a strong smell of gunpowder: "A swipe? Give me another swipe today? It used to be written according to the words, but now it's changed according to the strokes?"

At the other end of the dining table, everyone turned their eyes to this side: there is something to eat, and there is also a movie to watch, no one wants to miss the opportunity.

13,000 made himself calm: "Er Huo, pay attention, this is a comma, a comma."

Yan Hongsha no longer accepts his tricks: "Punctuation marks count? You give me a paragraph today, and I must."

Thirteen cleared his throat and decided to tell the truth.

"Er Huo, I think you are quite excited, I think you have recovered almost, so let's call it a day."

Yan Hongsha stared at him: "Are you fooling me because you didn't write any articles at all?"

Isn't this obvious? Of course it wasn't written.

One thousand three changed the euphemism: "The focus is not on the article, but on helping you get out of the slump. Look at how energetic you are now, you can rebel with a knife..."

Yan Hongsha stared at him, staring at him, the circles of her eyes suddenly turned red.

Thirteen panicked and dared not speak.

I heard her say: "Who is it, this is a bully."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the center of the bar in a fit of anger, instead of going to sit at the table, he chose a table at random, sat down, and lay down on the table, looking terribly angry.

No one spoke, and in silence, Kidai took a piece of pancake, wrapped it with fried dough sticks and mustard, took out a paper towel, stood up, and sat next to Yan Hongsha.

Yan Hongsha took the pancake, wiped her eyes carelessly with a paper towel, her eyes were red, like a bullied bunny.

Kiyo said: "13,000, you must write one today, even if it's nonsense, give it to Hongsha."

Cao Yanhua's heart is full of enthusiasm, but ten thousand is deflated, which is really something he likes to see: "Brother Sansan, you must write, if you don't write, it will affect unity."

The magic stick is not too serious to watch the excitement, and he is so happy that he smiles happily. Even Huo Zihong, who never disturbs troubles, said: "Three thousand, look at the red sand, what's the matter with writing one."

What's the matter with writing one, it really doesn't hurt my back to stand up and talk, ten thousand three protested: "I'm not a writer, this needs inspiration, how can I write as I say?"

The voice is loud and full of energy, overwhelming the opinions of all parties.

Uncle Zhang snorted, drank the rice porridge in the bowl, got up to clear the plate, and babbled: "Now I say I don't have any inspiration. Back then, it was pretty cool to post on the Internet..."