After walking and stopping all the way, it took ten days to enter Jiaodong Road. Jiaodong Road is close to the sea. It is not as dry as Xi'an City, but it is much colder. When we arrived in Zhucheng County, the sky had just turned dark, the road was thinly frosted, and there were sporadic ice slugs hanging on the leaves. The waves in the south were roaring faintly, shooting on the jagged rocks, the darkness was like a bottomless Shura. In the field, the snow on the top of the mountain in the distance is a little clear, and there is a blue and white cold light.
Li Shiyi arrived late, it was cold, and the monstrous wind was blowing into his neck. There were no pedestrians on the road, not even a few small shops. It was easy to see a brightly lit hotel in front of him. Luggage entered. There was no one in the hotel, but the lights were on several times, as bright as day, making the spotless tables and chairs even more clean.
Zhucheng is not very prosperous, this hotel is small, it looks like a hotel, a small three-story brick building, an old-fashioned layout, a restaurant on the first floor, and guest rooms on the second and third floors. Outside is a black lacquered wooden door. The signboard only reads the words "Eat, Drink and Stay", and a pennant with white characters and a green background has a "Tang" sewn on it.
Mr. Tu threw the cloth bag on the table and took a few breaths. It was too cold outside, and his trachea was twitching. He licked his red nose a few times, stretched his head and shouted, "Is there anyone?"
The stairs rattled, and a twenty-four or five-year-old girl came down, embroidered clothes with black clouds and braids, but very simple, holding a kerosene lamp in one hand and the light in the other, seeing them at the corner of the stairs, stunned, Apparently he didn't expect to have guests at this hour, so he put on a smile and said, "Come here."
She put the oil lamp on the counter, hurriedly served a few plates of melon seeds and hawthorn, and wiped her wet hands on the hem of her clothes before coming to receive the guests.
The girls are not picky eaters, so Mr. Tu randomly ordered a few local snacks, such as mustard greens and radish slices mixed with spicy silk, fragrant and oily grilled chicken and roasted meat, and wrapped in a few sesame seeds. The big biscuits, the same pot of refreshing and refreshing green tea, when the dishes are in order, the spirit and taste will come alive together, and the cold air at the tips of the fingers will be driven clean.
Song Nineteen blinked while eating: "It's so bright in this store that it hurts my eyes."
The youngest Tu looked for the girl, but saw that she had served the food and then turned back, but no one was there.
A Yin smiled and said, "How can anyone do this kind of business, it's like candlelight doesn't want money."
Li Shiyi put the chopsticks down, stretched out his hand and moved the chopsticks for Song Shijiu: "Sit here."
Song Shijiu let out an "Ai" and sat on the other side, which happened to be trapped in the shadow cast by Li Shiyi. The silhouette of Li Shiyi's eyelashes was right next to her. She blinked, and the shadow of the eyelashes gently stroked the back of her hand. .
She looked at Li Shiyi's shadow, and heard the familiar echo in her heart again, which made her mouth dry, her breath was scorched by a sweet flush, and she moved forward and back like a fever.
She stretched out her tail finger and touched the shadow of Li Shiyi's eyelashes, then touched the tip of her nose, and touched her lips. There is a kind of emotion that coexists with many unpleasant emotions, such as covering up, avoiding, hypocritical, duplicitous, if nothing happened, but it can be gathered together, but it has become the sweetest secret in the world, slowly growing, and falling asleep late at night.
The people around her got drunk without tasting it, and she took a bite of the sesame cake, which tasted like chewing wax.
A Yin, who was on the opposite side, put down the tea cup, placed her fingers on her forehead, rubbed her brows, and said oddly, "This candle is not only bright, but also very fragrant."
She is always fond of incense, and her sense of smell is three points better than others.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another fragrant scent like a snake wandering around, coming from the candle flames around him. Mr. Tu sniffed around and sniffed around, only to see Li Shiyi's drooping eyelids moving, and he stretched out his palm to hold Song Shi. The back of Jiu's head slightly pressed in his direction, the other hand pushed behind her, and slapped a piece of paper spell out.
Youngest Tu was dumbfounded, Song Nineteen turned his head in Li Shiyi's palm, looked back, and saw the spell hanging in the air, motionless, with its tail lifted by the wind, and its horns twitched.
"This is..." Song Nineteen leaned his head towards Li Eleven.
"You Soul." Li Shiyi slapped the talisman with the back of his hand, only to hear a gust of wind, and there was no other movement, but the talisman fell and burned to black ashes on the ground.
Li Shiyi swept around, picked up his chopsticks again, took a mouthful of spicy silk, and said to Youngest Tu, "There are several wandering spirits here, and it is inconvenient to change places at night. Before you go to bed, cook the glutinous rice. Sprinkle it in the four corners of our room, and then hang a black donkey's hoof on the beam in the center of the door, so that ordinary wandering spirits dare not approach."
The youngest Tu replied in a row, and wrote them down one by one, before he was able to throw out his own doubts: "Why can't I see it?"
A Yin Jiaojiao smiled, and the youngest Tu asked, "Can you see it?"
Ain shook his head.
Youngest Tu was relieved, and asked Song Nineteen again, "You can't see it either?"
Song Nineteen was stunned to himself, Li Shiyi's hand slipped loosely from her head just now, and his finger inadvertently touched her neck.
The youngest Tu said sadly, "I'm so scared."
"Where did you see it?" A Yin tapped under the ear like Li Shiyi did in the past, "Just listen. She could hear it since she was a child, and her mother said that if she has the ability, she will learn to fight. If you listen to the ghost, Sayazi will run away, and then you will eat this line of food."
Youngest Tu was too fresh. Two lightbulb-like gestures greeted Li Shiyi's ears. They approached and asked her, "What are you listening to? Wandering soul talking?"
"Footsteps." Li Shiyi said.
Just as they were talking, the girl just now came downstairs again, making a lot of noise. Seeing that a few of them were still eating, she nodded and smiled, and got into the front of the counter to make a plan.
A Yin threw the towel that wiped his lips, swayed forward with the water snake on his waist, leaned against the counter, and asked her, "You're the only one in this store? Where's your boss?"
The girl raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm the boss. There are two other guys. It's been cold recently, so I put them home early."
Ayin asked again, "What's your name?"
The girl said, "Tangyu, call me Atang too."
"A Tang, it's very nice." A Yin leaned closer to her and touched her hand, "It's too cold today, are you cold?"
The youngest Tu, who was not far away, threw the shell of the melon seeds and lowered the corner of his mouth in disgust: "It's a woman."
A-Tang was startled, and withdrew her hand, smiling a little embarrassedly: "I'm used to it, it's not too cold."
After she finished speaking, she added: "The bed in the guest room is ready, and the water is on fire. If you have finished eating, you should rest early."
A Yin thanked him with a smile, chatted and laughed again, and then returned to his seat.
The three of them looked at her in unison, and she rolled her eyes: "No."
The weather was so cold that the watchmen didn't have to work anymore, everything was quiet, and he couldn't even hear the dog barking. After a day's lack of A Yin, he simply washed himself and got into the bed, lying on his back and sighed softly. Wanting to rest, suddenly heard a soft knock on the door outside.
She frowned and opened the door suspiciously, but Song Nineteen was standing by the door holding a pillow.
The little girl had black hair scattered, wrapped in thin clothes and trousers, and her eyes were filled with the bright halo of lamps and candles.
She ran into the house and closed the door, pulled Ah Yin into the bed, and said softly, "I'm a little scared."
One side is afraid, and the other side is shining
A Yin lifted the quilt: "Tell the truth."
"I... I have something on my mind." Song Nineteen pulled the thread that ran out of the corner, as if pulling an invisible and intangible love thread.
"How to say?"
"When I saw her, my heart skipped a beat, and when I didn't see her, my heart tickled." Song Nineteen tried to be as simple as possible, but when he finished, he felt that it was not very accurate. She should be a basin of clear water, and Li Shiyi is the charcoal underneath. If she stands not far or near, she will be able to warm herself up. The bottom layer of her heart is bubbling. If she is near, she will It boiled up, neither hands nor feet, panicked and panicked. But if she was far away, she was pouring a basin of cold water on her head again, and she couldn't get her energy up.
A Yin was standing up and tucked her feet over her quilt. Hearing her words, he paused. He covered half of her body over her, and her jasmine-scented hair hung down and fell to Song Nineteen's ear. She looked at it. Song Nineteen for a while, then raised his eyebrows clearly: "Understood, spring is heartbroken."
Song Nineteen pursed his lips and nodded his head in agreement. The smile in his eyes seemed to contain the fragrance of A Yin, and the sweetness overflowed from his eyelashes.
A Yin smiled, lay aside, thought for a while, and asked her.
"Who? Youngest Tu?"