It's the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month again.
Although the beginning of spring has passed, Jiang City is still cold. In the early morning, the streets are always haunted by a thin layer of mist. When pedestrians open their mouths, white mist will come out. Faceless.
Qi Chen and Longya came to the railway station in Jiangshi early to pick up Qi Chen's parents.
Since the two of them made their relationship clear with Qi Chen's parents, both of them have returned to Xi'an during the Spring Festival for several years.
There are not too many relatives in Qi Chen's family, and they are too scattered. Every year, four people stay in the house, cook a large pot of hot dumplings, and eat them warmly.
This year is an exception.
Because Director Dong's brain was twitching, he said that Guanghe would spend a year with a group of pots and pans every hundred years, which would be conducive to long-term and stable development.
Human weapons like Long Ya and Hong Ming have only one word for their evaluation: "Bah!"
Although they were disgusted on their faces and complained in their mouths, they also participated in the "New Year's Eve" once every hundred years.
The same is true this year.
Qi Chen and Longya couldn't go back to Xishi, so they simply brought Qi's father and Qi's mother to Jiangshi to celebrate the New Year together.
Whenever he thinks that his parents are going to have a New Year's Eve dinner with a bunch of non-humans, Qi Chen can't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth, always feeling that it is not very suitable.
But Long Ya said he was worrying.
Yinghuo Xingjun's parents, who would dare to have an opinion!
Anyway, they don't dare to dry the pots and pans... and they are also mild-mannered and a little silly monsters. When they see Qi Chen's parents, they are at most curious, and they will discuss a few words in private, but overall they are absolutely welcome.
In this regard, these spirits are a bit like crazy children. The more people they gather together, the more lively they become, the more strange and happy they feel.
Lou Zhou, who treats Qi Chen as a benefactor, even feels that "the benefactor's parents are just like his own parents!"
Of course, his feelings must not be known to Long Ya, otherwise he won't be killed.
Qi Chen's parents didn't come to Jiang City very often.
Longya and the others went to the station to pick them up and took a rest for a while, then drove them to Manjiang City, until the beginning of Hua Deng.
The once-in-a-hundred-year-old monster party is not always the same. This year, because the people participating are of different races and eating habits are very different, so Director Dong sent people to make the New Year's Eve self-help, and the location is on the ground floor of Guanghe. in the restaurant.
For this New Year's Eve dinner, the person in charge of the restaurant got up early and set up the restaurant to have a special... atmosphere.
Qi Chen followed behind Long Ya, and as soon as he led his parents in, he was shocked—
It's not easy to be able to mix and match seven or eight themes in a single-storey restaurant... It's not easy for the person in charge.
Probably because Guanghe has a wide variety of staff with different tastes and different styles, and the person in charge wants to take care of each type of emotion very intimately, so the design elements are very rich—
In order to reflect the status of the ferocious soldiers and demon knives, the walls of the dining room are covered with dark swords and spears.
On the floor against the wall, there are all kinds of pottery products, porcelain products, bronze products... Pottery products are more primitive, and the patterns painted on them are mostly ancient characters.
As for the bronze products... the animal faces engraved on them are either hideous or solemn, and they don't seem to have the slightest sense of festivity.
Not only that, but wherever they can be placed, they are filled with accessories such as pearl hairpins and precious jade, and there are more than a dozen huge luminous pearls that radiate sparkling light...
After such a neat decoration, the person in charge probably felt that the atmosphere of the year was missing, so for the celebration, he hung a circle of red lanterns around the restaurant.
In short, the whole restaurant was very magical by him.
After Qi Chen's parents went down the last stairs, their legs trembled when they saw the arrangement in the dining room.
Mother Qi blinked, grabbed Qi Chen's sleeve and said, "Son, are you sure this is the place for New Year's Eve dinner?"
Qi Chen: "..." Actually, I'm not sure.
Longya: "..." What the hell is this!
Director Dong looked down and covered his cheeks silently.
Hong Ming glanced at him from the side, and asked knowingly, "What's the matter with you, Director?"
Shan Xiao made up the knife: "He has a toothache."
Director Dong: "..." There are always a few days every year when I want to quit my job and go home to farm.
No matter how big Qi Chen's parents were, they were a little overwhelmed by this restaurant.
In the end, Shan Xiao, who was still good at deceiving people, ran over and said nonsense with his eyes open: "Our company is holding themed dinner parties, isn't this a business of cultural relics, and the person in charge of the arrangement only cares about the theme of the company, forgets the degree, and makes a mess. It's a little too late, are you scared? The director is saying that he will criticize them after the holiday!"
When Qi Chen's parents heard that someone was about to be criticized, they waved their hands again and again: "It's okay, what are you criticizing, it's not... It's very good, it's very atmospheric! We've never eaten like this before, so let's just watch it. strange."
After a few words of chat, Qi Chen's parents slowly relaxed, and finally they still had the mind to pull Qi Chen to ask about the meaning and origin of some decorations.
But when he really started to eat, Qi Chen discovered something bad again—
The New Year's Eve dinner can really take care of everyone's taste in a self-service format, but...
This is under the premise of knowing who is eating everything!
What exactly are those colorful water and dark food, not to mention Qi Chen's parents, even Qi Chen himself can't figure it out.
But Qi Chen's parents were both very curious, and they always wanted to try something they didn't know. Qi Chen tried all the excuses to stop them. After a meal, he was exhausted.
However, his parents looked very happy, and even brought a little excitement like a child. Seeing that they were happy, Qi Chen swallowed all the unspeakable suffering, almost worrying while eating.
Sure enough, most people are more inclined to blend in with the lively, even this group of monsters who have lived for unknown ages are no exception.
Eating and chatting, the atmosphere gets better the further back you go...
Qi Chen actually tasted a little "nian" from this indescribable New Year's Eve dinner.
Later, Director Dong became interested, and actually took out two jars of good wine that were said to have been treasured for many years, and poured a glass for everyone.
Immediately, the whole restaurant was filled with the aroma of wine, and the smell was drunk.
Not all of this underground restaurant is at the bottom of the building, a small part of it is beyond the building, and a layer of glass roof is sealed on the ground.
So sitting in the restaurant, looking up, you can see the broken stars outside the window through the half of the glass roof.
I don't know who was in charge or who, ran to open a skylight, and the sound from outside came in vaguely.
First, there were a few sparse firecrackers, and within a few minutes, thousands of firecrackers sounded into pieces, indicating that the first day of the new year had arrived.
Everyone at the table raised the wine cups in their hands, touched them, and then emptied them all.
Not even a drop of Qi Chen's drinker was left.
Wine is a good wine, and after drinking it, it will leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth, which will not dissipate for a long time, and the aftertaste will be endless.
but…
Not long after the cup was put down, the spirits at the table all made a "gu-dong" sound, and fell down on the table with their heads down, with a smile on the corners of their lips, they were so drunk and fell asleep.
Qi Chen also felt that the smell of alcohol was gurgling in his head, like rice porridge cooked in a small fire, and it was mixed into a ball, leaving only a trace of clarity.
He turned his head to look at his parents, and found that the two of them didn't know what to say. "Haha" laughed twice, and also fell asleep on the table.
Qi Chen: "..." Isn't this really Menghan medicine
A glass of wine came down, and most of the people at the table fell.
Only Long Ya, Hong Ming, Director Dong and the others are still awake with good alcohol consumption, but they are also a little drunk in their words.
Shan Xiao released his huge black panther, and then patted the open space behind him.
Xiao Hei raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but he was still obediently lying down there, like a pitch-black hill.
Shan Xiao leaned back very comfortably, using the black panther as a pillow with its own body temperature, and narrowed his eyes in comfort. He unbuttoned his collar, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It's not bad to have such a rare drink after stealing for half a day."
Xiao Hei gave him a look, not wanting to pay attention to him.
Qi Chen's alcohol intake is actually very strange.
Whether it's ordinary wine, or the kind of wine that Director Dong took out, he was always drunk after drinking a little. But no matter how drunk he is, he will not fall asleep directly, but his mind is chaotic, speaking and doing things a lot.
So he was one of the people who persisted until the end and didn't fall to the ground.
It's just that he saw that Shan Xiao was leaning so comfortably, and he was fascinated by the wine for a while. He also patted the shoulder of Long Ya beside him, and then took the ancestor of the demon knife as a human-shaped pillow, and leaned over slantingly, lazily. , a look that is not very happy to move.
Hong Ming: "…"
Director Dong: "..."
Hu Yi: "..."
Everyone tacitly put on the same expression: really blind dog eyes.
When Qi Chen was still Yinghuo Xingxing, they didn't have much contact with him, and the only understanding was through Longya.
Besides, Yinghuo Xing has been holding the air of modesty and alienation outside. In Longya's words, it is "pretending to be forced". They have never seen such a... Xingxing, for a while, it just feels like the door to a new world has been opened.
But they are not people who haven't seen the world, and no matter how curious they are, they can't keep staring at them like this, so soon, the topic turns again.
The dog god, who has been nesting in the supervision room in Block B and rarely came out for a stroll, said as if thinking of something: "I heard that Master Huijia recently accepted a disciple?"
Hong Ming said with emotion: "Yes, Huijia has someone to accompany him. I remember that when I first saw him, he was still a young monk. It has been so many years in a blink of an eye."
Long Ya was surprised: "Have you seen him so long ago? He was already in Wanling Temple when I saw him."
"It's a coincidence—" Hong Ming thought about it, patted Longya's shoulder, and said, "However, I'm a bit older than you, and it's normal that I've seen more people than you!"
Long Ya twitched the corners of his mouth: "Yes, yes, you are an old aunt."
Hong Ming was furious: "Fart!"
These two are both gunpowder keg personalities. When they get together, they will explode. In order to prevent the war from continuing to develop, Director Dong opened the topic again: "His little apprentice is said to have accidentally hit Wanling Temple, and then Just stay there and refuse to leave. Long Ya, didn't you happen to go to Wanling Temple a while ago, did you see it?"
"I see." Longya replied, "I saw him when he first entered Wanling Temple. He went to Huijia to do errands a while ago. That little thing grew quite fast, but it was the same as before. I love to cry. Huijia's bald donkey has nothing to do with that kid... But I heard Huijia say that the little monk has a Buddha mark growing on his right neck, which he couldn't see before, but it has gradually become more obvious in the past two years."
"Is there a Buddha seal on the right neck?" Director Dong said in surprise: "It was not rumored that Huijia was able to cultivate to the later realm and quell millions of resentful spirits because he was born with a Buddha seal? It seems that the little monk also It's not easy!"
"Probably God gave him an heir." Hong Ming said, "Cultivation well in the future, it is estimated that he can become the next Huijia."
"Speaking of accepting apprentices—isn't it too soon at Yundu Mountain? Isn't it usually about two hundred years after the head of the sect began to kidnap children everywhere?" Inu God said.
Long Ya snorted: "Yundushan? Early! With the unreliable character of the current head, he can at least be a demon for another two hundred years before he has time to think about accepting apprentices."
Director Dong looked at a group of weapons in front of him who were no worse than Li Daozhang, and said with empathy: "It's really hard work Shen He."
Qi Chen was too drunk to speak, and he has been quietly listening to their rambles, chatting about various people in various places, from many, many years ago, to many, many years later...
Many, many years ago, they met one after another;
Many, many years later, they are still fine.
Outside the glass roof, the broken stars were far away, and he couldn't see the location of Ying Huo Xing for a while, but he could feel that he was connected with the blood of the star called the malevolent star.
The faces of Director Dong and Hu Yi in front of them were already blurred under the influence of alcoholism.
What he felt most clearly was the person who was leaning on behind him.
Longya's heartbeat, Longya's breath, when Longya speaks, there will be a buzzing resonance in his chest...
It was as if the two were one and would never be separated again.