For the next few days, Lin Yan stayed at home and looked up various materials, such as Feng Shui Tomb Bureau, Yin Yang and Five Elements, and the background of Xiao Yu's life time. When he was free, he sorted out and discussed the clues at hand with Xiao Yu. He dug out a piece of information from an ancient book The message, that is, the reason why Xiao Yu didn't have anything to trouble him during the time he ran away from home was all due to the heavy rain that turned the whole city into an isolated island.
The continuous rain for many days blocked the scorching sun in midsummer. The Dragon Boat Festival in May was approaching, and the scorching sun was scorching. Every household planted dogwood on the door to repel insects and avoid pollution. Zhuzhu, whoosh, was roasted until the skin was scorched and the flesh was rotten, revealing the half-rotten bones. Lin Yan went shopping at night, passing through the wetlands, and was often frightened by the wild ghosts passing by, giving goosebumps all over his body.
Ever since he was able to see ghosts, his life has become a realistic version of Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio.
After the sun cleared, Xiao Yu's life was also difficult. Every time Lin Yan went back and forth under the scorching sun, he would see his face turn blue when he came back, and he would lean on the sofa for a long time before he came back to his senses. The Duanyang Festival was bitterly hot, even if the curtains were pulled tight to prevent a ray of sunlight from shining in, the ghost still held his forehead uncomfortably, the resentment and chaos between his brows were exactly like the scene he saw for the first time.
Lin Yan was still afraid, if someone wanted to accept Xiao Yu under the circumstance of unequal strength, separating them at this juncture would probably be the most effective way.
Fortunately, even the weather helped him, Lin Yan felt that this was undoubtedly a good omen.
In addition, what made him puzzled was the ancient tomb. He didn't think it was a big deal when he heard Ayan talk about it before. The site is low-lying, and a river almost surrounds the cemetery. Seeing water in the tomb is a sign of great evil. According to the historical data, Lin Yan suspected that Xiao Yu had offended some kind of expert before his death, but that ghost couldn't remember anything.
The people who heard the cicadas were upset. After the accumulated water was evaporated by the sun, the whole city returned to its original appearance like a stove. The asphalt road surface was sun-melted, and when you stepped on it to stick your shoes, water vapor was evaporating from every pore. After walking in the sun for a long time, the skin all over the body is crackling. In the last week of this semester, Lin Yan picked up a parasol and walked towards the teaching building in the shade of a tree. He was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look up. It's fine for couples to stroll around like this. He's an old man, so what's wrong with covering up the sun like a motherfucker? What's going on
However, the only umbrella in the house that can block ultraviolet rays was left by his mother. The pink umbrella cover is covered with small blue flowers.
Lin Yan felt that he was hanging a sign of Peerless Xiaoshou, fluttering in the wind.
It's really troublesome to take ghosts out in the summer... Lin Yan muttered, Xiao Yu was tired of him, it was cold, as if he had a refrigerator with him. Thinking of the situation when I went out in the morning, I couldn't help laughing. The ghost was not in good spirits, and he was lying on the bed and refused to get up. Xiao Yu went out.
Duanyang midsummer is a threshold for all yin creatures, Lin Yan's physique is the best shelter for that ghost, he dare not leave Xiao Yu alone at home.
Several girls in the same class came over and glanced at Lin Yan in surprise.
"Squad leader, is this afraid of getting sunburned?" The girl sneered.
"I'm afraid of the rain." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Yu's waist vigorously.
A lot of people have gathered before the exam room. This is the last exam before the holiday. Students of the same major can no longer hold back the excitement of the upcoming holiday. They are holding books at the entrance of the teaching building, grinding their guns before the battle and not paying attention. They gather in small groups Discussing the results of staying up late to review together, a cry of thirty long live burst out from time to time, causing a burst of laughter.
The exam was about the history of clothing that he had had a grudge against in the morning, and the classroom was quiet early in the morning, only the humming of the electric fan and the high-heeled shoes hitting the ground when the invigilator walked. Lin Yan took a breath and scanned the test paper. The paper was full of all kinds of embroidery, stitching, ear curls, honeysuckle, four seasons flowers, and necklines and cuffs that were cut out separately. Lin Yan rubbed his face vigorously, opened his eyes and looked at it again, he had the impression, but he didn't.
Xiao Yu was leaning on the desk, the sunlight was projected on his face through the blinds, his slightly frowning side face was smooth like a painting.
"Hello." Lin Yan tugged at Xiao Yu's cuff, and squeezed out between his teeth, "Help me."
Xiao Yu didn't even look at it, but shook his head: "I won't help, cheating in the exam room, I'm contemptuous."
Lin Yan was so angry that he wanted to throw the ghost into a ball out of the window, but he didn't dare to make a loud noise, so he kept making gestures with his lips: "Dude, I've been sticking to you all the time recently, how can I have time to review?" With a serious face, he slid down the hand holding the cuff unwillingly, and gently shook Xiao Yu's wrist, "Just pass, or you will have to retake it next semester..."
Before he could finish speaking, a pretentious cough suddenly came from the front of the classroom. It was the invigilator wearing high heels, who was cutting his nails with his legs crossed. The ten bright red nails were like pointed boats.
"The students in the corner answer their own questions, don't talk."
Lin Yan immediately shrunk a circle, but the ghost couldn't help laughing, and leaned on his desk, raised his eyebrows: "How can you thank me?"
"Daxian Lin made a homemade ghost exorcism talisman, which is worth ten taels of silver. I reward you. You can go wherever you like." Lin Yan counterattacked bluntly. Xiao Yu rolled up his sleeves and gave him a squinting look: "I will not accompany you."
"It's not interesting to bargain for such a small favor." Lin Yan sat up straight angrily, seeing that Xiao Yu had no intention of compromising, he could only whisper, "Go back and do it for you?"
"I didn't hear it." The handsome face moved closer to him, and the bangs on his forehead rubbed against Lin Yan's face. He felt himself blushing, and raised his voice after holding back for a long time: "I'll kiss you when I go home! Do you hear me?"
The classroom was silent, and the voice was exceptionally clear. There was a burst of laughter in the examination room. Lin Yan's face was flushed red. The invigilator with red nails just paid attention to cutting his nails and didn't observe the situation in the classroom carefully. He knocked on the table twice with his knuckles, and said impatiently: "I heard, I want to flirt and go out to flirt. It's such a big noise, others still have to take the exam."
After repeating this several times, Lin Yan was invited out of the examination room amidst laughter in the name of breaking the discipline of the examination room before he had time to do a question.
On the way to the professor's office, Lin Yan grabbed the ghost and rubbed it hard as he walked. No matter how hard he pinched him, he couldn't get rid of his anger. After a good exam, he messed it up and didn't have time to study. Going out has almost broken the bottom line of his more than 20 years of well-behaved life! All the students in the school were in the examination room, and the corridor was very quiet. Xiao Yu continued to pester him without knowing what to do. The two of them pushed and shoved, and they didn't notice when they reached the office door. Lin Yan was threatening loudly: "You will not be fined for a week." Go to bed!" Leaning back against the wooden door, unexpectedly the door was ajar, unable to bear the weight, so he fell into the office with a plop, his buttocks on the ground, his posture was particularly ecstatic.
When he got up, Lin Yan saw the two people in the room, with four eyes, staring at him with the expression of looking at a creepy creature.
One of the skinny old men in a suit was none other than Lin Yangang who was entangled by Xiao Yu, had nightmares in class, slapped the table domineeringly, and stood in front of more than a hundred people who yelled that I was in a hurry, I will fight you desperately. The costume history teacher dumbfounded at the lecture table.
Lin Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, wishing that ten thousand grass-mud horses would trample Xiao Yu into the groundhog burrow on the grassland.
After hesitating for a while, Lin Yan decided to fight for not rebuilding no matter how difficult it was, stood up and patted the dirt on his body, and said carefully: "Mr. Teacher, I am a student of your clothing history class. I had a misunderstanding in the examination room just now. , came out before finishing the exam."
The old man looked Lin Yan up and down, and said blankly that he had received a call from the invigilator: "You know that there are disciplines in the examination room and you are not allowed to whisper?"
"I know." Lin Yan defended in a low voice, "I think of something urgent, it has nothing to do with the exam, it's not about discussing the exam questions, really not."
In fact, before it was too late, Xiao Yu pinched the back of his neck maliciously, shivered with itchiness, and didn't dare to move.
The old man turned his eyes and looked at Lin Yan: "Student, you look familiar."
Lin Yan thought about it with a guilty conscience, and decided not to tell the embarrassing things about dropping the teacher's book in class, taking pictures of the teacher's desk, and threatening with force, so he just lowered his head and pretended not to hear.
A familiar voice suddenly rang out: "Isn't this Lin Yan? Why didn't you take the exam and come here?"
Lin Yan was so frightened that he quickly raised his head, only to realize that the person holding the cup on the other side of the desk was none other than the folder professor who studied Ming history. he. Lost as an adult, Lin Yan sighed, wishing to bury himself and Xiao Yu in the groundhog's cave.
Lin Yan told the story of being kicked out, of course he didn't mention the part related to Xiao Yu, and he didn't dare to say that he didn't review it, even if he really took the test, he couldn't get anything out of it, but the old man knew that he just fell The person behind the professor's censer suddenly became interested in him, and said with a smile: "The exam is more than half done, and it's too late to let you go back now, what should I do?"
"It's fine if you can make up the exam. It's too troublesome to retake it next year in less than 30 minutes..." Lin Yan muttered.
The old man in costume history and the professor looked at each other, feeling a bit embarrassed. Lin Yan looked at the professor in the folder begging for help. The professor was accustomed to all kinds of heinous behaviors in the examination room of the students, and because he owed Lin Yan a favor, he said a few words to help him. Good word. The old man didn't want to refute the professor's face, so he pondered for a while, pointed to a brocade box on the table and said, "Otherwise, I will make an exception for the exam questions related to this course, and I will make an exception and give you a chance to make up the exam."
"Before you came, Teacher Chen and I were discussing this. This thing is unpopular. Let me tell you about its name and purpose, and see if you are as good as you say."
The long box is printed with gray jacquard, which is very detailed. The lid was put aside. The teacher took out a brocade-like thing from inside and unfolded it carefully. Because of the age, the silk has been oxidized to a smoky yellow color. Osmanthus, five-color pick thread, extremely delicate embroidery, like a rich family. The brocade was less than a foot wide, but nearly a meter long. Lin Yan tried the touch, and it was so thin that he could feel the fingerprints of his fingers through the gauze. It was too wide for a belt, and too narrow for clothes. He had seen this kind of thing in textbooks, and Lin Yan wanted to take a closer look at it, but Xiao Yu grabbed his arm.
"Don't touch it." Xiao Yu's expression was unnatural, "It's not clean."
Could it be used for hanging? It wasn't strong enough, so Lin Yan withdrew his hand. He thought Xiao Yu meant that this thing was sinister, but the ghost's expression suddenly became ambiguous. While muttering in a low voice, Lin Yan shook his head after listening, and stared at Xiao Yu distrustfully, but the ghost was very sure, squinting his long and narrow eyes and explaining a few more words, looking like a romantic son.
"Have you thought about it yet?" The old man took a sip of tea.
Lin Yan pointed to the brocade box and said hesitantly, "Foot wraps."
Professor Folder poked the table with a pen, shook his head and said, "Tell me what fabric women used to bind their feet in Ming and Qing Dynasties?"
"Usually white cotton cloth or blue cloth is used. The woman's foot binding uses a razor blade to slash the soles of the feet, and the blood is bloody. The rot is good, and it is rotten when it is good. The cotton cloth does not hurt the skin. The indigo dye can promote wound healing."
"Then how do you explain this?" The professor then asked.
"From the beginning of foot binding to the shape of the soles of the feet, the foot wraps cannot be removed. The old injuries, plus walking, sweating, and wrapping for several years, the smell..." Lin Yan touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment. When they get married, their husbands have to unwrap the footcloths by themselves, so they wash their feet and change the cloths on the eve of the wedding. It’s just like this, so as not to smoke the groom to death. This kind of veil is too expensive and thin , Ordinary people can’t afford it, and rich ladies only use it once in a lifetime, and because of the rules that they can’t be washed after intercourse, after a hundred years, gnawed by moths and rats, very few can be kept.”
"There are, there are also rich people who like this one specially. There are two curved lotus petals on their shoulders, which is also a kind of love in the house..."
The two of them laughed together in the office, and the old man in clothes boasted to the professor that he was really talented. The professor knocked on the table and said that the kid knew a lot of uncommon things and had a good reading spirit, and asked him to take the make-up exam next semester. When the two were discussing, Lin Yan kept staring at Xiao Yu. After he came out of the office, he dragged him to find an empty classroom where he could talk conveniently. After locking the door, he gritted his teeth and stared at the ghost: "Tell me, how many concubines have you married?"
A pair of bow shoes, sapphire blue roots, embroidered with golden braids, red like a lotus flower with petals, hold it in your hand, put a small glass of wine, and eat the shoes and wine glass with your neck... The game of the rich is a ridiculous era. While reading Zhu Xue, he read the book, page after page, proclaiming obscenity in the daytime, even the debauchery is euphemistic under the serious face, what kind of story does he have? What kind of stories can I accept? Reality is never as clean and tidy as imagined, just in case, in case, Lin Yan pinched his palms, what's the matter, falling in love with someone makes his heart grow smaller.
Xiao Yu shook his head.
"What about Fireworks and Willow Lane Qinlou Chuguan, do you go there every day?"
The ghost continued to shake his head.
"I don't believe it." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, sat on the table with folded arms and stared at Xiao Yu, "Then you study these things..."
"Jealous?" Xiao Yu put his hands on Lin Yan's sides, and rubbed his lips against his face, itching.
"No."
"There are also silver holders, kinky bags, and medicinal noodles. Want to try?" Xiao Yu deliberately teased him, reaching in from the hem of his T-shirt, rubbing the small spots on his chest, Lin Yan didn't hold back , took a breath, and the expression on his face suddenly tightened.
However, Xiao Yu became serious and straightened Lin Yan's T-shirt: "There is no one else, only you all this time."
"You've only known me for a few days." Lin Yan muttered, leaning on Xiao Yu's shoulder, twirling his fingers around his belt, a little melancholy, "I don't know why, but when I think about going back there, I feel a little nervous."
"I really want to see what your life is like, but I'm afraid that if you think about it, you will never come back after you leave." Lin Yan sighed, "I always have a bad premonition, as if I will see something that I shouldn't something to watch."
Xiao Yu's soft and long hair fell down on Lin Yan's cheek and kissed his earlobe. Lin Yan put his arms around his neck and said aggrievedly: "Let's stay away, I'm afraid I'll feel bad when you leave. .”
Cicada outside the window made untimely noises, but the entanglement between the two in the empty classroom became tighter.
On the fourth day after the Dragon Boat Festival, Lin Yan packed up his things, took the cat to his parents' house, and rushed to the Capital Airport with mixed feelings that he didn't know how to describe.
After passing the security check, there was still a while before boarding the plane. Lin Yan took Xiao Yu to wander around the duty-free shop. When there was no one around, he explained to him the use of everything in a low voice. This ghost from ancient times is unfamiliar with everything. , and never willing to ask. Passing by a Chinese classical shop for foreigners to buy souvenirs, ink paintings and manuscripts of contemporary calligraphers, the paintings are green bamboos, tigers descending mountains, mountains and rivers flowing with gold, and the maid on the round fan leans against the tree branch, as if the wind blows it down, the price The height is astounding, there is a contemptuous smile on the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, he rubbed a silk veil with his fingers, and simply sneered.
Lin Yan sighed, this beautiful young master walked in a dreary era that did not belong to him, his waist was straighter than anyone else, and he was more proud than anyone else.
Bringing Xiao Yu out of the duty-free shop, just as he was about to find a place to eat, Lin Yan suddenly froze. Two people stood opposite him and waved at him. One was wearing dirty jeans and a striped T-shirt, the other was wearing a blue suit. The cloth robe showed a pale calf. Lin Yan opened his mouth in surprise. It was Yin Zhou and A Yan. Why did they come here