The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 93: 寤 寐 Twenty-fourth

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There was another guest in the lobby on the first floor of the inn, but now there are no more. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stepped in and picked up a table to sit down. No one came to say hello for a long time. Wei Wuxian had to tap the tabletop with his knuckles and called out, "Trouble!"

Buddy came here slowly. Maybe it is a long-term languidness, and can't lose the spirit when doing business. Wei Wuxian ordered a few dishes in front of the dishes on the wall, and he still looked ignorant. Lan Wangji picked up the tea cup and glanced at it. The bottom of the cup was not as clean as that of the small inn, and he put it down silently instead of touching anything on the table.

After ordering, Wei Wuxian said, "Excuse me, what are you doing on the second floor?"

Buddy narrowed his eyes and said, "It's written outside the door. Food and drink on the first floor, accommodation on the second floor. Are you illiterate?"

Wei Wuxian casually said, "You're right, I really can't read. How can I lock it?"

The man said impatiently: "Can't help but love, can't help but ask so much."

Lan Wangji said: "Live."

As soon as he spoke, the guy seemed to have swallowed a piece of ice, and suddenly hesitated.

Lan Wangji pressed another piece of silver on the table and said coldly, "I want a room."

Wei Wuxian said busyly: "Don't, we can't live together. Close up and close up!"

He said to press the silver, but accidentally pressed the hand of Lan Wangji, both of them shrank at the same time. Lan Wangji lowered his hand, his sleeves covered his fingers, and saw that Wu Wuxian slipped down with a heart. The silver fell to the ground, and the man immediately picked it up and said, "The room is not retreating!"

He collected the money, went upstairs and unlocked, and cleaned the corridor and the room. Wei Wuxian adjusted his expression, seemingly innocently said: "Why?"

Lan Wangji said: "I will always go up later."

Wei Wuxian said: "It ’s going to go up. But we can go through the window and the eaves, but we do n’t have to go through this door. Save some flowers, I will not do it for you. Distressed. "

At this time, the order comes up. Because only the two of them can get on fast. Wei Wuxian picked up a piece of vegetables in the plate and smelled it, but he really smelled a disgusting smell of burnt meat. He smiled at Lan Wangji: "I think I know it. I was already in trouble, the house could n’t live, the dishes could n’t be smelled, and the guys were eating artillery. It ’s hard to deal with business so well. What do you think? See? "

As soon as they talk about business, the two naturally get up. Lan Wangji said, "The fire."

Wei Wuxian said, "Are you there?"

Lan Wangji said: "The land of fireworks."

According to the boss, the vision experienced by the owner of Yixing's family is that red can be seen everywhere in the house. Who would be naked? Land of fireworks. Later, the people who lived in the inn would have nightmares of a house on fire and scorching corpses, indicating that there was a fire in this place, which burned many people.

Burning to death is an extremely painful method of death. Therefore, after a few years, some of the dead souls of the dead are still affecting the place. The proprietress moved to the city eight years ago. When she arrived, the owner of the jewelry shop abandoned the store and left, but she did not mention the fire. The fire started earlier, I am afraid that it was at least a dozen years before the jewelry shop opened.

It's all obvious. Wei Wuxian said: "What you see is the same. Besides, it is not only a place of fireworks, but also a very elegant place of fireworks. There is always someone playing the piano in the lobby on the first floor, which is quite good. , Work, so the hugging figures seen by the owner of the clothing line are all on the upper level. "

Lan Wangji said: "Guess. It still needs to be verified."

Wei Wuxian said: "That's it. But who to find out? That boss came here eight years ago, and she didn't know about the fire, otherwise she must have said it all. Asking this guy would definitely not work. "

At this moment, a bent figure came into the inn. At a glance, it was the same old man in the daytime, Wei Wuxian said, "This man really holds this inn."

Who knows, that guy didn't appreciate it. When he saw him come in, he rolled his eyes.

Lan Wangji said, "He."

Wei Wuxian also thought about this, the old man is old enough. If he is a local, he must know a lot, and most probably can ask him something.

The old man in the blouse sat at a nearby table and said, "I want a pot of tea."

Because Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji asked for a room on the second floor, the guy unlocked it just now, and hurriedly cleaned it up. He just finished his work and was unhappy and pretended not to hear it. The old man said again, "I want a pot of tea."

Man said, "No tea."

The old man shouted, "Why not?"

Buddy sneered: "No or no. Every time we need a pot of tea to sit and drink all day, we don't want the peanut rice here to be delicious!"

The old man in the shirt, Correct, came here because he was greedy for the cheap, his face was red and white, angry and embarrassed. Wei Wuxian said busyly: "There are here and here, the elderly you come here, we invite you to drink tea."

The guy glanced at them and didn't dare to say anything. The old man in the blouse got a step, and immediately went down, sat down at the table, and sighed, thanking them. Wei Wuxian was very skilful at talking and talking, and soon he became enthusiastic and asked the key points. The old man in the blouse also picked up chopsticks. He did not dislike the smell of scorched corpses in the dish and said, "I? I have lived in this street for more than 30 years. Who is more familiar with this than me Thing? "

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji looked at each other, their spirits came. He immediately said: "More than thirty years? That's really long enough. This inn hasn't been more than thirty years. I heard that there have been jewelry shops and clothing shops here, so you've seen them before."

The old man in cloth shirt said, "I have seen it in its most beautiful appearance." He lowered his voice and said, "Are you guys going to live here? I tell you, don't. There was a lock on the second floor before." Did you see it? "

Wei Wuxian also lowered his voice: "See. What's going on?"

The old man said, "A dozen years ago, there was a fire in this place, which burned a lot of people. I'm afraid they are still here."

Exactly as they speculated.

Wei Wuxian said, "Where was the fire?"

The old man said: "Si Shi Xuan."

At first glance, the name was thought to be a graceful place where poetry was paired and Yongyun was given the moon, but it was unexpectedly a place for goslings. Wei Wuxian deliberately said: "Si Shixuan? Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion?"

The old man said: "No! It's a brothel. It wasn't originally called by this name, but then two big red girls came out, and they put together their names and changed their names. One is called Sisi , One is called Meng Shi, which together is 'Si Shi'. "

Heard of this, both Lan Wei and Wei are staring.

Wei Wuxian said: "Meng Shi? This name seems a little familiar."

The old man in cloth shirt said, "That's for sure. Meng Shi had been in Yunmeng for a few years, playing piano, writing and drawing, and also writing poems. There were a lot of people who came to her reputation, and some care about her. It's called 'Firework Talent'. "

Sure enough!

Jin Guangyao is a Yunmeng man. He went north to Jin Guangshan after his mother died. He followed his mother's surname and surnamed Meng. Although Jin Guangyao deliberately wiped out the traces, most people did not know the full name of the firework talent, but when he heard the surname Meng, he became doubtful. I didn't expect it to be her!

The old man in cloth shirt finished talking, looked at Wei Wuxian, then shook his head and said, "No, it doesn't look like it. Meng Shihong was all about twenty years ago, and it hasn't become so popular as Yunmeng. Now No one remembers her. You are young and you should not know her. "

Wei Wuxian said in a humorous way, "I know. I have an uncle who admired the girl Meng Shi and was so fascinated that she told us about her every day. Later, she married and the uncle drank. Drunk, that's sad. "

The old man in the shirt really hooked and said, "Who said she was married?"

Wei Wuxian said: "No? How can I hear my uncle say she even gave birth to a son?"

The old man in cloth shirt said: "She wants to marry. When she met the man, she was in her twenties. She was not young, and she would definitely not be red in a few years. So she was fighting hard. Scolding also has to have a son, not just want to get away. But that is also a man's willingness. "

Wei Wuxian said, "Why, that man doesn't even have a son?"

The old man in cloth shirt finished eating all the dishes, and said, "I heard that the man is a big man who cultivates Aristocratic Family. There must be many sons in the family. It ’s not rare to see anything. How can I pay attention to it? This? Meng Shipan came and hoped that no one would come to pick him up, so she had to raise it herself.

The same idea and the same fate as Mo Xuanyu's mother, Mo Er. How many women in the world have pinned their hopes on their sons, expecting their mothers to be expensive. It's better to pay more attention to yourself than to give up all your thoughts. However, Wei Wuxian couldn't understand. Even if Jin Guangshan was unwilling to bring Meng Shi back to Jin Lintai, it was easy for him to redeem a firework woman and give her some money to support her children. Why wouldn't you even do this?

He said, "Well, that's true too. Is this kid smart?"

The old man in cloth shirt said: "Let ’s say this. I have lived for more than 50 years and have never seen a child smarter and smarter than Xiao Meng. Meng Shi also intentionally teaches him well and treats his son as a rich man's Young Master. Raise him, teach him to read and write, what etiquette, send him to school, and buy some swordsmanship and secrets everywhere to show him. Probably still. "

So, they are now in the place where the former was where Jin Guangyao grew up.

The old man in cloth shirt continued: "When Xiaomeng was eleven or twelve years old, Meng Shi still wanted to imitate an allusion and give him a place to live and study hard. But she still sold Siqixuan to Si Shixuan. Xiaomeng was sent to the library to live in. But then Xiaomeng came back by himself and said he would not go again.