A few copper balls rolled on the ground, and the man with sculpted temples bent over to pick them up. One by one, he wiped his income purses, and when he tied his mouth, there was a clanging sound of copper bells. The old man with the abacus stood opposite, plucking the beads to make a crackling sound.
"Let's go after it's settled." The old man didn't lift his head, waved it casually, and said, "Quickly make way for the person behind."
Without saying a word, the man turned to push the crowd away and squeezed into the market. Ah Yi was beaten all the way until his eyes went black, and at this moment he could only lie on the ground dying and let others weigh him, watching the culprit disappear into the sea of people.
The man wears a hood and hides a taciturn face in the shadows, revealing a hint of grim lines. He didn't look side-by-side in the side-by-side market, like a stone passing through the bustling and noisy, neither inconspicuous nor interested. He plunged into the alley and smashed a narrow door.
The door slowly opened, revealing the woman's half-faded, sleepy face. Hua Di leaned against the door, and didn't even bother to put her coat together. When she saw the man, she said, "It's a waste of time, and her pocket is empty, isn't she? You bastard, just treat the old lady here as an inn and give her face."
Hua Di cursed in her mouth, but let her out. When the man stepped in, he felt a warm fragrance blowing towards his face. He took off his hood and sat down on the woman's couch. Wine and porridge were simmering on the small stove, and his hands and feet, which had been frozen for a day and a night, were finally able to warm up.
Hua Di rustled into the quilt, turned her back, and squinted for a while. He couldn't hear the movement behind him, so he scolded again, "I went to the deep mountains and wild forests, and I can't even eat!"
The man brewed wine and swallowed. Just sitting properly, half-drooping eyes. The room was quiet, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the confiscated sundries, and knew that Hua Di had picked up guests again last night. Rolling in his throat, he let out a low sigh, and fell on the short-length couch, curled up and closed his eyes.
"Is there any news from the north?" the man asked in a low voice.
Hua Di opened her eyes and stared at the vulgar curtain. The small mirror hanging above could only accommodate one of her eyes, blurring the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. She raised her fingers and stroked her hair, but she still answered sharply, "I thought you had given up, and after walking for ten days and a half months, you didn't ask any questions, but you still remember it in your heart."
The man couldn't turn over, and he was slightly embarrassed as he stooped on the narrow couch. But he looked as usual and was used to it.
"I only have one daughter," he said.
The tip of Hua Di's nose was sour, she hurriedly pressed the corner of her eyes, snorted in a strong voice, and said, "You are dead mother-in-law, and you are too poor to open the pot, who would want to follow you? Even the mother-in-law can't beg, and you still expect to have a few daughters. ?"
The man said: "One is enough."
Hua Di said: "No one has come from the north, the snowy road is difficult to walk, and it will take a few days. Besides, Zhongdu is so big, how can the kidnapped children be so easy to find? Don't you understand?"
The man stopped talking and fell asleep. He ran hard all the way, and noticed that there were monsters chasing behind him. Fortunately, he was able to escape with a treasure that was divine. Now that he has entered the city, as long as he mixes the smell, he is not afraid that the monster will follow him again.
The tip of Cang Ji's nose moved slightly and said, "I can't find him anymore. The place is overcrowded, so I can't tell the difference. Jinglin, where is your bell?"
Jinglin looked around in the crowd and said, "It's gone."
There is a Division of Boundary Supervision on the ground, and the mortal mansion is set up to suppress evil, and there are countless human beings and monsters mixed in, and the layers are blocked, so that the perception of Tongling has become weak.
"This town is not small. If you want a copper bell, you will undoubtedly find a needle in a haystack." Cang Ji said, "I guess he doesn't dare to go out at will, so why rush it. Hey, I ran all night and I'm very hungry now."
Jinglin picked up the stone man and walked along the street. He closed his eyes slightly, and he could sense the monstrous aura around him, and monsters in human skins could be seen everywhere. Not only that, he could even notice that between the temples, the god in charge of the place was patrolling with his eyes wide open.
This is where it gets tricky.
"Can I eat it?" Cang Ji leaned down from the side and pressed against Jinglin's ear, "You give me something to eat, or I'll go foraging. It's not surprising that there are so many people, one or two less. Bar."
"You can try it out." Jing Lin said, "The god in charge here is Hui Gu, who is under the seat of Li Rong, who is killed by Ge Jun. He has eagle eyes, which can see the original shape of monsters and are not disturbed by illusions. Ming Divine Consciousness, when there is no hibernation, he has a panoramic view of your every move."
"Isn't that peeping at people's privacy and having no morals at all." Cang Ji said, rubbing his chest, "Can he see through clothes
Jing Lin glanced at him, and the stone villain also looked at him.
Cang Ji raised his chin slightly, "If you want to see it, just say it bluntly. But if he is like this, won't his eyes be spent? There are more people than demons here."
Jinglin said: "He opened his eyes and saw only monsters, and closed his eyes to see mortals."
"Then if he wants to see you, should he open his eyes or close them?"
Jing Lin said: "Blind."
"Just a chat." Cang Ji squeezed Jing Lin's shoulder with his fingers, as if supporting him, and caged him under him, "Why are you nervous?"
"The hands and feet are moving." Jing Lin raised his hand to touch Cang Ji's hand, "It's not just a chat."
"Are you serious or stubborn? You and I don't know each other for a long time, so it's appropriate to be so close." Cang Ji put his shoulders on him, "Come closer, you are my heart now, and I can't afford to lose it."
"Excuse me then." Jing Lin said, "Open the way ahead."
Cang Ji led him through the crowd, occasionally meeting malicious glances. Cang Ji only weighed them one by one in his heart, this one is too thin, that one is too fat, all are too ugly, and neither of them can speak.
Jing Lin followed his gaze, and saw a lynx smiling shyly, his ears reddened by Cang Ji's stare, and his eyes were looking at Cang Ji coquettishly and charmingly.
"It's just right to be fat and thin." Cang Ji said, "It's just that it's inconvenient to eat raw. There's nowhere to bury your head here."
"Do you just want to eat her?" Jing Lin asked.
Cang Ji immediately showed an expression of "nothing else", and said clearly, "It's indecent to eat raw, and I won't eat it for you. But you and I can't be separated. You can close your eyes when I eat. Do you still have compassion for monsters?"
"No." Jing Lin replied, and then stopped asking.
Cang Ji was walking on the street, he was a little interested at first, but then he felt bored. Because there are people who come and go, what he said and played was not his preference, and it was not even something he could easily understand. He felt as if he was still on the mountain, just looking at people from a distance. He didn't understand why the man laughed and blushed, the heart under his skin was cold and hard, neither feeling good nor yearning.
Jinglin entered the inn, like an ordinary mortal, his appearance became no longer attractive, but ordinary and mediocre, nothing unusual. Cang Ji knew that he covered his face, watched him hand out the silver beads, and followed him upstairs.
"Does people live here?" Cang Ji fell on the bed, rolled around, and looked at Jinglin with his head supported, "It's no different from home."
Jing Lin said: "Since there is no difference, I will go to your room."
"What's the difficulty of wanting me to go? Just take it out and throw it away like before." Cang Ji raised his hand, grabbed the corner of Jing Lin's clothes, and tugged it in front of him, "You know a lot about the world. Hiro, have you been here before?"
Jing Lin did not answer. The stone villain jumped hard and jumped onto Cang Ji's stomach, Cang Ji raised his fingers and flicked away without thinking, only pulling Jing Lin.
"answer."
Jing Lin took off his coat and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, Cang Ji climbed up quickly, threw him into his arms, grabbed his hands, and dragged him into his arms.
"You still don't understand this journey." Cang Ji leaned dangerously beside Jing Lin's temples, "Who is the ruler between you and me now?"
Jing Lin's sleeve slipped a little, revealing his wrist, and was caught by Cang Ji and turned red. He didn't move his eyebrows, but said lightly, "If you have to talk about honor and inferiority in everything, I'm afraid it won't do you any good."
"My benefits are here." Cang Ji said, "In my palm, no one can decide for me except me."
"That's really gratifying." Jing Lin was slow and slow.
Cang Ji hated his attitude again, so he dragged Jing Lin onto the bed, pressing his back on the quilt. Cang Ji bowed his head, showing a little bit of ruthlessness, but he still smiled, "You don't intend to bow your head at all, and you are not even afraid. I remembered it again, it was the same when you lost me, neither I don't feel sorry for you. I'm doubting whether you have any heart or not at the moment."
Half of Jing Lin's face sank into the bedding room, and the back of his neck was exposed in white. His lips tightened, and he sneered when he heard the words, "Don't you remember? I'm dead."
"Most dead people can't open their mouths." Seeing that the flesh on the back of his neck was within reach, Cang Ji couldn't help but move, and said, "I'll give you one more chance, let's talk properly. Have you been here before? Before you became an immortal, were you a mortal? ?"
"I never ask where the food is in the mood before I eat." Jing Lin glanced slightly, "You always look special in some places..."
Jing Lin's voice didn't fall, he closed his eyes and gasped.
Cang Ji bit the back of his neck, the warm, never touched place was like a delicacy, making Cang Ji unable to stop. He really tasted that kind of aura full of nourishment again, and they were rushing into the body incessantly, making him even a little unable to stop.
Eat him, as long as you eat him, his indifference and vigilance will be swallowed down together and will disappear forever.
Cang Ji rubbed his teeth slightly, biting through the skin. He licked the little bit of blood greedily and was about to swallow it when he realized that Jing Lin had lowered his head.
Cang Ji suddenly let go and raised his body, he turned over Jing Lin and found that Jing Lin had fallen into a drowsiness and was cold all over.
wrong.
Cang Ji felt that something was wrong. He really wanted to eat Jing Lin all the time, but even if he was tempted by flesh and blood, he would not be so crazy. He vaguely noticed that since he was smeared with Jing Lin's blood, he was the one who was swallowed. He must figure out what Jinglin is, otherwise he will feel that he is between the fingers of others, being pushed and manipulated all the time.
Cang Ji wiped the corners of his lips and looked out the window. The stone man staggered and fell between the mattresses. Cang Ji flicked it a few times and saw that it was apathetic.
"I'm biting Jinglin." Cang Ji put his fingertips against the little stone man's face, stared at it and said, "Why are you weak?"
The stone figure remained motionless, patted his fingers away, and buried his head in the quilt. Cang Ji picked it up, put it on his chest, lay down and looked at Jing Lin.
"It would be great if he didn't speak like you." At the end, he regretted it, and only said, "Forget it, he was like a stuffy gourd. Hey, how long have you been with him? Why is he so kind to you. We were all raised to play together, is there any order?"
The stone man turned over, looked at him on his stomach, and turned his head again, as if he was going to sleep. Cang Ji wanted to turn it over, causing it to pick up Cang Ji's fingers and smack it.
Cang Ji played with it for a while, and before he knew it, the sky was getting dark, and it was night. When he was full, he fell asleep.
The wind picked up in the middle of the night, and the branches outside the window swayed wildly. Cang Ji woke up suddenly, rolled over and got out of bed, and gently pushed open the window. The gust of wind mixed with flying snow slapped his face, and he looked into the night with vigilance, smelling an unusually foul smell.
In the dark night, a gray crane shadow suddenly flew by, with giant white claws, his eyes flashed like phosphorous fire, and the stench of corpses filled the air wherever he passed. Cang Ji frowned, not knowing what kind of bird it was, he could only see it leaping over the roof, pressing over the flying snow, and swooping not far away. Then there was a uniform sound of chains crashing on the empty street, and the ghosts ran in an orderly manner to the direction of the big bird. Passing downstairs halfway, one of them felt something and looked up.
The windows merged suddenly, and Jing Lin covered Cang Ji's nose and mouth, covering his breath. Cang Ji's breathing was slightly short, and he had already revealed the fierce appearance of a monster.
Jinglin stared at the window paper and didn't move, but his head turned slightly, and said in Cang Ji's ear, "Don't bite, don't move, don't make a sound."
Cang Ji's tensed body gradually slowed down, and the scale light that had been slightly raised on the neck was also hidden, and he was honest and motionless between Jing Lin's arms.
Jing Lin said as if rewarding: "Very good."