"This is an industrial area, surrounded by various factories, warehouses and large wastelands. At this time, in such weather, there is no one person on the road, not even a vehicle passing by..."
The lights lit up in the factory working overtime in the distance seem extraordinarily distant at this moment, like hope that can never be reached...
A small, high-pitched voice resounded behind him again...
His scalp went numb for a while, and he didn't dare to look back, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the bus stop...
The voice sounded next to my ear, and I could almost hear the sound of airflow between my lips and teeth: 'If you want delicious noodles, you have to cook them separately...'"
Yuan Wu viciously typed a few times on the keyboard and deleted the last paragraph.
"Whether it's noodle soup or braised noodles, the noodle soup made by itself will not be mixed with the noodle soup, it will be more refreshing and delicious," Lin Chengbu said while sitting on the small stool at the stern, cutting red sausages, "the noodle soup alone is quite good. Delicious, but…”
"How can you be reincarnated?" Yuan Wu interrupted him.
"I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?" Lin Chengbu looked at him, "I'll tell you after I finish cooking the noodles."
"Then can you shut up and cook?" Yuan Wu said, "You've never stopped babbling about while you're cooking. I'm almost dictating it here. Could you please think for the sake of ordinary humans?"
Lin Chengbu put a piece of red sausage into his mouth: "Okay."
Although Lin Chengbu had stopped talking, and cut the red sausage in silence, he took two tomatoes and began to cut, but Yuan Wu's train of thought was interrupted, and he couldn't sew for a while, so he could only lean on Dazed on the mat.
Lin Chengbu didn't say a word and just buried his head in his work, which was much pleasing to the eye. Yuan Wu lit a cigarette and stared at him for a long time.
In fact, the first impression of a clean and fresh-looking young man like Lin Chengbu should be very good, but it's a pity that he appeared in front of Yuan Wu for the first time in the image of a mental hospital with a collapsed wall.
But... Is this Lin Chengbu crazy or a ghost who broke the rules? He doesn't want to know now, he just wants to get this person away as soon as possible.
Living a accustomed life, for better or for worse, cannot stand any disturbance.
Lin Chengbu is very skilled in chopping vegetables, and his proficiency is a level that Yuanwu can't even cook instant noodles in his entire life. He has a strong sense of rhythm, and the sound interval when the knife falls on the chopping board is very accurate, like a robot.
After cutting the vegetables, he even took the knife and turned it around, and then dropped it on the chopping board, and the knife was firmly inserted there diagonally.
"You're a cook, right?" Yuan Wu took a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, opened it, and took a sip.
"Well," Lin Chengbu turned his head and glanced at him, "before I died, when I wasn't dead..."
"The water is boiling." Yuan Wu put down the Coke can, got up and went to stand at the bow of the boat as if running away.
Lin Chengbu said a few more words at the stern of the boat, roughly saying that the kitchen utensils he used here were not easy to use or something, but he didn't listen carefully.
A mentally ill person has to dislike tools when cooking noodles.
Who gave him the courage!
However, after a few minutes, Yuan Wu smelled a strong fragrance, and he couldn't distinguish the fragrance of the side dishes. He decided to put down his irritability first and temporarily let go of his previous suspicions with Lin Chengbu.
Lin Chengbu put a bowl of noodles in front of him, shredded red sausage, egg, tomato noodles, and a spoonful of sauce on top.
"What is this?" Yuan Wu asked, he shouldn't have this kind of sauce here.
"Red sausage sauce," Lin Chengbu crossed his arms, "you have nothing here, you can only make do with it, no meat, no cooking wine, I can only use some beer, but luckily there is ginger..."
"Thank you." Yuan Wu interrupted him, bowed his head, mixed the noodles and started eating.
The noodles were delicious, Yuan Wu squatted at the stern and took a few bites, then looked up at Lin Chengbu who was standing next to him.
It seems that he only cooked this bowl of noodles, and now he has been leaning against the cabin, and has not lit a cigarette, just staring blankly.
"You're going to be reincarnated in a while," Yuan Wu said, "Didn't you get yourself something to eat
"I drank a belly of water when I died, and now I'm in a panic. I can manage it for a year," Lin Chengbu said, "Is the noodles I cook delicious?"
Yuan Wu didn't speak, and he didn't pay attention to Lin Chengbu's question. What he was shocked was the previous sentence, which can be managed for a year.
a year
Yuan Wu suddenly realized that he had an important detail and agreed to Lin Chengbu.
How to turn around
How long will it take
If it was going to be a one-year turn... He felt that he would simply row a boat to the East Bay to further his studies.
"How do you want to reincarnate?" Yuan Wu asked.
"We kind of ghosts who refuse to leave immediately after death," Lin Chengbu squatted down next to him, "Squatting to eat is bad for digestion."
"You don't eat, what do you care about me?" Yuan Wu said.
"We are the ghosts who refuse to leave immediately after death, either because the King of Hell is dead and won't accept it, or we are stuck in something and can't get through and can't leave." Lin Chengbu lit a cigarette.
"This theory is the same as that of ghosts without shadows, ghosts without entities, ghosts without legs, ghosts without chests," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "Why, new-style ghosts like you who can breathe don't have their own supporting theories?"
Lin Chengbu opened his mouth and did not speak.
"Tell me, you're stuck on something," Yuan Wu didn't bother to tangle with him any more, "Do you want a lighter? Or the big adventure is still unfinished."
"I want to know how I died." Lin Chengbu stood up and walked to the side, holding the boat gang in his hands, and said with a deep expression.
"Drowning, entangled in water and grass..." Yuan Wu said while eating, but was interrupted by Lin Chengbu.
"No," Lin Chengbu turned around abruptly and crouched across from him, his voice lowered, "I didn't drown because of water plants."
Yuan Wu took a bite of the noodles and hung it in his mouth without swallowing.
Lin Chengbu's appearance of saying this is not scary. If this kind of person wants to act, it is estimated that he can only develop into the idol group. What makes Yuan Wu unable to swallow is the content of his words.
After the two of them squatted face to face for a while in silence, Yuan Wu lowered his head and continued to eat noodles: "Do I still have to solve the case? I can help you at most and call the police."
"Knowing how I died, I can be reincarnated." Lin Chengbu said, turned to lean on the boat, and continued to look at him deeply.
"You look like this," Yuan Wu pointed at him with chopsticks, "It's over, it's really fake, you know?"
"Help me?" Lin Chengbu asked. "If you don't help me, I'll have to come every day. Anyway, I'm using the old system. If the ghosts in the old system like you, they will always follow you."
After Yuan Wu finished eating the noodles, he slowly washed the dishes and packed the kitchen utensils at the stern.
After returning to the cabin to make myself a pot of coffee, I sighed and patted the notebook: "You can wander for a few more days, and wander somewhere else. After I finish writing this, I will think about how to help you."
"Okay." Lin Chengbu nodded rationally.
Yuan Wu looked at him, and he also looked at Yuan Wu.
It took him a long time to ask, "What?"
"Let's go," Yuan Wu said helplessly, "Wander around, you ghost."
"Oh," Lin Chengbu then left the bow, went around from the deck to the stern, his feet stepped on the plank, he turned around and put his head in through the door of the ship, "By the way, there is something I haven't told you yet. Say, I think I need to explain first."
Yuan Wu looked back at him.
"That's right, we're lining up," Lin Chengbu said. "If you don't send the ghosts in front of me away, I won't be able to leave. The King of Hell said that all of Gasser's people will be born into pigs."
Yuan Wu stared at him, opened his mouth and couldn't speak.
"That's why you have to first..." Lin Chengbu probably thought he didn't understand, and wanted to continue explaining.
The coffee cup in Yuan Wu's hand, along with a whole cup of mocha, flew over and smashed against the door beside his face.
"Go away!" Yuan Wu roared.
Lin Chengbu retracted his head, turned and jumped on the plank and ran.
Yuan Wu leaned against the mat, and used all kinds of mental strength to suppress the urge to chase out with a knife and chop Lin Chengbu into small packages.
After closing his eyes for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Fuck your uncle and cast a fucking pig fetus, you..."
Updates such as holding a knife: dear, time waits for no one [Drip Blood Kitchen Knife.jpg]
Laughing up a glass of wine: … I got it
Yuan Wu sighed, and went to clean up the coffee on the boat. He lay down on the spot and closed his eyes for ten minutes before slowly propping up his body and crawling back to the computer.
"He quickened his pace and ran a few steps, stopped after turning around the corner, and leaned back against the wall, maybe because he was too nervous, he even felt a faint pain in his back being hit by the wall...
There was a street lamp at the corner, it wasn't too bright, but it made him feel a little more at ease. If someone followed, he would be able to see the shadow first...
And when the voice sounded again, he felt despair...
The chill brought by this voice seemed to come out from the wall, and a little bit poured into his body from the back...
There was no shadow, nothing came, nothing appeared, the corner was silent, only the biting cold that gradually enveloped him...
The pain and fear of being strangled in his throat made him bend over, open his mouth wide, and breathe silently and hard..."
"Ah!" Yuan Wu heard a short exclamation when he bounced off the mat and fell back to the mat.
He didn't know when he fell asleep, or whether he fell asleep or not.
"Damn..." He exhaled a long breath.
It was too hot, and the hot air stirred up by the small electric fan at my feet had no other effect than making people stuffy. The only thing I could look forward to was the occasional wind blowing in from the water.
Yuan Wu went to the stern to wash his face, and sighed again when he touched his hair.
It is indeed quite long.
But they don't want to cut it. The natural curly family can't trust the craftsmanship of the barber in the small town. They used to spend more than a hundred in the city to cut a rapper fan.
He went back to the cabin and felt for a long time, found a rubber band, scratched his hair randomly, and tied a small braid behind his head.
"Ah—" There was a loud cry from the far pier, "My ass is broken - Dad - Dad - Mom broke my ass - I was wrong and I will not leave home..."
"Who said you ran away from home! If you ran away from home, you went to the village!" Big head's mother's voice was louder than him, "Why did you say you went to the village!"
"I'm not pushing the chicken anymore—" shouted Big Head.
Yuan Wu smiled, the career that Datou loves is to go to the village to chase chickens to play when he has nothing to do. The chickens in the village made him almost write him into his genes, and even the chickens turned their heads and ran away when they saw him. .
Datou beat him for a while and then went to rest, Datou also quickly recovered, Yuan Wu heard him singing closer and closer.
"Hey." Yuan Wu stood up and was thinking about what trick to use to stop him on the road, when he turned his head and saw a man and a cow approaching from the shore.
He hurried back to the cabin, took the notebook, and walked quickly to the pier.
"Where are you going!" The big head shouted as soon as he saw him.
"Write homework." Yuan Wu said.
"I'll accompany you to do your homework." Datou came over anxiously and grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Children can't go where I'm going." Yuan Wu flicked his arm back.
The big head shrank back: "Which place can't children go?"
"What do you think?" Yuan Wu looked back at him.
"Ah," said the big head in a low voice, his eyes widened, "is it Dongwan?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu also whispered.
Datou didn't speak any more, just followed him to the pier in a depressing manner, and after walking for a while, he spoke again: "Why do you have braids?"
"Hot." Yuan Wu said.
"Girls only have pigtails," Datou seemed a little upset because he couldn't go to Dongwan, "Are you a girl, and you're not, why did you..."
"Because I'm handsome," Yuan Wu bent down to face him, "I'm handsome."
"I'm handsome too." Big Head said.
"Then you tie it." Yuan Wu jumped onto the pier.
"... I don't... My hair isn't long enough," Datou tugged at the short hair on his head and sat down on a boat with some sadness, resting his chin in his hand, "When will you be back?"
"I'll be right back when Uncle Fool comes back." Yuan Wu pointed to the person on the shore who was leading the cow.
"Oh," Datou nodded, and shouted at the man again, "Hello, Uncle Fool!"
The fool lived in the village and was a mute. His family's fields were on the dry land on the other side of the East Bay. To go to the fields, he had to row a boat with cattle.
Every time Yuan Wu went to Dongwan, he went with the fool, and when the fool came back, he would bring him back.
"Take me to the tree in the south." Yuan Wu followed the fool and his ox into the boat.
The fool nodded.
This person is actually not stupid, but because he can't speak, he sometimes seems a little dull.
But Yuan Wu thinks it's pretty good. The fool is not as curious about him as the people in the village. Usually when he says something, the fool just nods or shakes his head.
This kind of cow who rides the boat every day will lie down in the middle of the boat as soon as it gets on the boat, and watch the owner slowly prop up the boat and take it through the reeds.
Yuan Wu always finds it very interesting.
"Do you smoke?" He took the cigarette case and shook it at the fool.
The fool nodded.
He handed a cigarette over, and the fool took it and pinned it to his ear.
"Take them all," Yuan Wu took out two and put the cigarette case in his pocket, "I won't smoke for a while, I'm going to sleep."
The fool smiled and pointed to his notebook.
"Well, I want to write something, but I'll fall asleep after writing for a while." Yuan Wu said.
In the south of Dongwan, there is a small piece of dry land that cannot be planted due to its small area. There is a locust tree on it, which is standing alone. During the flood season, this tree can sometimes be flooded to the point where only the crown remains.
In the days when the water is not big, Yuan Wu is very willing to come here, often staying under the tree for a day.
daze, or sleep.
Sometimes I feel very busy, but in fact, maybe I just slept here for a day.
After watching the fool and his cow slowly disappear in the reeds, Yuan Wu yawned and opened the notebook and put it on his lap.
"Why are you so late today, you haven't made the tofu for the evening, aren't you uncomfortable?" As soon as Lin Chengbu entered the back kitchen, and before he changed his clothes, the proprietress came over with a frown and looked at him with concern. s face.
"Overslept," he said.
"Have you stayed up all night again? I don't want your body anymore!" The proprietress said again, handing him a bottle of ice water, "Are you sweating here?"
"Come here on a bicycle." Lin Chengbu took the water and poured two mouthfuls.
"Let's do it after a while, don't rush it for a few minutes," the proprietress patted him on the shoulder, "Yesterday's fish, Boss Yang said it was a little salty, you should be careful today."
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu responded.
This is a private restaurant, not the craftsmanship of Lin Chengbu's ancestral family, but the ancestral inheritance of Lin Chengbu's family. The signature dish is a tofu.
This tofu cannot be made directly from purchased tofu. It has to start with grinding tofu, and every step is kept secret.
Lin Chengbu made tofu every three days, and he had to go to the store early in the morning to prepare it, otherwise the customers would not be able to make it in time when they ordered.
He hadn't slept well in the past two days. He could stare until midnight when he lay down. As soon as he closed his eyes, the sun came out.
He stayed in the lounge for a while, changed his clothes and went to the back kitchen.
Because to make tofu has to use the master's secret book, like the secret code book of martial arts masters, it is passed down from men to women to be handsome and not to be ugly... In short, the kitchen has already cleared the scene now, everyone has gone out, wait for him to finish. will let people in.
However, his performance was a little unstable today. After a long time of work, he actually failed.
"Ah... I'm so annoying." He bent over the table and stared at the ground.
After calming down for a while, he did it again for the second time.
After finally finishing it, I was sweating again.
After the tofu is made and until there are guests, Lin Chengbu has nothing to do. Usually, he goes home and stays, watching TV and playing games.
After going home and taking a shower, he just turned on the TV when the phone rang. Lin Chengbu sprinted onto the sofa and took the phone. When he saw the name on it, he threw the phone aside in disappointment.
It wasn't until the phone cried for a while that he finally shut up, he sighed, and took a thick A4 paper from the coffee table.
The paper was full of words, and many places had been turned over. He opened the first page.
It is indeed too exaggerated to say that Gasser will become a pig in reincarnation, but some things should not be rushed. If you are in a hurry, you will be beaten and scare people away.
So pompous, let's be pompous, he tapped his fingers lightly on it: "The first... where is it?"