Gu Meng and Enjin returned to Ding's compound thirty minutes late, when Bo Ye had just finished his lunch and was slowly wiping the corners of his mouth with a checkered handkerchief. Seeing the two entering the hall one after the other, Bo Ye was obviously taken aback for a moment, subconsciously aimed at the quartz clock on the cabinet, and asked Gu Meng, "Enjin so fast?"
Gu Meng: "???"
Bo Ye made a rough estimate. Excluding the time on the way back, the two of them spent less than ten minutes together in the inn. Just ask, what can a man do to his lover in ten minutes? Put Bo Ye here, he didn't even take off his pants. Therefore, he thought, Eun Jin's real play time in bed may only be a few seconds. And Bo Ye conceived the following dialogue in his mind-
Gu Meng asked: "Has it started?"
Enjin said, "It's over."
Thinking of this, Bo Ye wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He picked up the teacup on the table as a disguise, lowered his eyes and blew on the mouth of the cup, saying: "Men are usually faster the first time, understandable."
Gu Meng finally turned the corner: "..."
He couldn't help asking himself for the thousand and one time, how could he be friends with someone like Bo Ye
Bo Ye took a sip of Biluochun, looked up at Enjin, who was facing the iceberg face all the way ahead, and smiled with a kind of kind encouragement from seniors to juniors: "Damn, don't feel pressured by this, don't question your ability, I believe that next time you will better."
Gu Meng listened: "..."
This kind of friend can be killed.
Compared to Gu Meng who rolled up his sleeves and was looking for the murder weapon, En Jin looked quite calm. I saw him tugging at the coat that was draped over his shoulders, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, his lips were gently lifted, and he said to Bo Ye: "Go to hell."
"..."
Thirty minutes ago, when we were at the inn, Gu Meng showed affection and reason, so he kicked Enjin out of the bed, desperately trying to keep his virginity.
Enjin sat on the edge of the bed with her back to Gu Meng, raised her chin and silently fastened the buttons on her lapel. From Gu Meng's point of view, the man's sharpened jaw line stretched out a cold and arrogant arc, and he was obviously unhappy at a glance.
Gu Meng knew that she was disappointing, and she had never let go of this matter, and Enjin would inevitably lose patience. But they are still in the dungeon at this time, he really doesn't have the mood and energy. Not everyone is as big-hearted as Bo Ye and Tang Zhi.
Gu Meng let go of the quilt and sat up, scratched some messy hair, and said without confidence: "Are you angry?"
Enjin answered very simply: "No." At the same time, her tone was also cold and hard.
Gu Meng said: "...what's the matter?"
Enjin said, "It's okay. Leave me alone."
Gu Meng: "...Hello."
It doesn't matter what happens to you.
Enjin put down her hands after tidying up the buckles, turned her head to leave an indifferent side face to the person behind her, and said lightly: "It's really fine."
Gu Meng sighed helplessly, climbed forward and climbed onto Enjin's back, coaxing in a low voice: "I'll buy you a bag, don't be unhappy, huh?"
It is said that for women, it can cure all diseases. Gu Meng just tried it casually with a playful attitude, and didn't expect it to be fulfilled in Enjin, a big man.
But who would have thought that as soon as the words fell, Enjin's expression cracked instantly, as if he had been tempted by something he couldn't refuse.
"..." Gu Meng felt a touch of despair.
After a while, he saw Enjin nodded very inconspicuously: "Okay."
"..."
Although desperate, but somehow resolved an emotional crisis.
Tired from walking around the ancient town in the morning, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and only got up one after another at three or four in the afternoon.
Gu Meng just woke up, and opened the window on the wall next to her in a daze, and found that the weather outside was clear, and there was a gap between the heavy clouds of lead gray, and the warm sunlight poured down from it, forming a cloud between the sky and the earth. A long golden ladder.
"elder brother!"
At this moment, Gu Meng was startled by the head jumping out from under the window, and he woke up instantly with a jerk.
"What are you doing here?" Gu Meng stared in shock at Pan Peter who suddenly appeared.
"Wait until brother wakes up." Pan Peter took out a handful of fragrant melon seeds from his pocket, stuffed them into Gu Meng's hands enthusiastically, and then lay down on the window sill to report, "Brother Xiaomai went out with a few others, they are going to check The repair progress of that bridge, by the way, find out what is called something that can produce strength."
Gu Meng looked at the handful of melon seeds in her hand, not knowing what to do, she stretched out an arm from behind, and slowly shook it towards him with the palm facing up. Gu Meng took advantage of the situation and placed the melon seeds in the big hand that offered them.
"Those people went there in vain, and there will be no progress by the river." A soft male voice sounded from behind, with the hoarseness of just waking up, sounding extremely lazy, "I didn't get what I wanted. Things, the master will not work seriously."
Gu Meng looked back, and saw Enjin leaning sideways on the bed, with the posture of a beauty lying on the couch. Enjin took a small tea saucer from the cabinet next to her and placed it in front of her, on which she spit out the husks of the melon seeds she ate.
Having basically gotten used to his charming appearance, Gu Meng became quite calm now, and asked, "What do you think Master wants?"
Eun Jin said: "What he needs may be related to us."
"Us?" Gu Meng repeated subconsciously, her tone confused.
"Twelve players, eleven notches..." With a soft "click", Enjin gracefully bit open the melon seed shell between her teeth, but her eyes looked straight at the silk and satin cloth flying in the yard outside the window. He narrowed his eyes as if thinking, and said, "Intuition."
Pan Peter didn't know what came to mind, and gradually opened his eyes in panic. He frightened himself and said, "Master Crane Face is not a man-eater, is he? Eating people will increase strength, so we players are things that can help produce strength." !"
Enjin turned her head slightly and spat out the melon seed shells into the plate, lazily said: "Maybe."
Peter Pan let out a "woo" and lay on the window sill with his arms tightly folded, frightened and worried, his face wrinkled into a bun.
The curtain of the other bed moved, and after a while, Tang Zhi emerged from inside with a beautiful little face that was not awake, looking soft and cute. He licked his dry lower lip and said, "What should we do now? Apart from the bridge, there seems to be no other information."
After finishing speaking, the bed curtain shook again, and Tang Zhi was dragged into the bed by a force.
Tang Zhi's words undoubtedly reminded Gu Meng. Gu Meng scratched at the patterns on the quilt to organize her words for a while, and told about the strange things she experienced in the morning: "I saw a woman in the white mist, and now that I think about it, she must not be a clean thing. She has three characteristics. One, Wearing red embroidered shoes. Two, you keep asking me about the red wedding dress, and three... she looks very beautiful, she should be a big beauty."
"Red wedding dress?" Apart from Enjin, the other three asked together. Bo Ye and Tang Zhi came out from the bed curtain, sat by the bed and put on their shoes.
Enjin glanced at Gu Meng lightly and slowly, and asked, "Big beauty? How beautiful? Who is I more beautiful than Jiangnan female ghost?"
"...you are the most beautiful, you are so beautiful." Gu Meng perfunctory angrily.
"She has been asking if she has seen her red wedding dress." Gu Meng continued to explain. Once she recalled the scene at that time, the sound of bells and the endless singing of Kunqu opera would automatically echo in her head. They all had a gloomy coolness, "I didn't say anything else other than that."
Bo Ye stood up from the bed, picked up the suit vest on the hanger at the side, stretched out his hand to put it on, and said, "It seems that there is a story behind the red wedding dress."
Tang Zhi's head rested lightly on the bedpost beside him, and he muttered: "If we can find out the identity of the female ghost, I think, the clues about the red wedding dress can be unfolded." Then, he looked up at Gu Meng and asked He, "You just mentioned red embroidered shoes?"
"Yeah." Gu Meng replied, "It's the same as the pair in the yard last night, so when Huihui said that there were other people standing behind Bu, it was not a hallucination, what she saw was the female ghost."
Tang Zhi nodded, bit his lower lip and thought: "The female ghost has something to do with the Ding family..."
"Since that's the case," Bo Ye said, "it seems that I need to find out something from the Ding family's servant."
During dinner, the players saw the old lady with the cat face mask again. The position of the cat's mouth was blank, and the eyes were circled by two dark spots with paint, as if they were silently staring at something. The dim kerosene lamp in the hall casts half a swaying shadow on the mask, which looks very strange.
This old woman with a strong funeral atmosphere seems to only appear at meal times. At other times, the players searched the entire house but did not see her.
When the old lady withdrew the tray and was about to leave, Gu Meng stopped her: "Excuse me, where are the owners of Ding's house?"
Hearing this, the old lady stopped while holding the door frame, put the tray under her arm, and turned to face the people at the table. Neither speak. She just stood there motionless.
Everyone couldn't see the expression behind the mask clearly, so they felt uncomfortable for a while. The black cat's eyes seemed to see nothing, but also seemed to see everything, watching everyone in the dark.
Just as Gu Meng was about to remind her, she heard an old voice eerie: "The masters of the Ding family... are not in this room?"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, everyone froze. After a long while, someone's chopsticks fell to the ground and made a "click" sound.
As if it wasn't scary enough, the old man asked in disbelief, "What? You can't see it?"
Many people began to swallow saliva nervously.
I saw a ghost!
The house is full of white paper lanterns, exuding Yin Qi everywhere. Since they moved in, they haven't seen a living person except the NPC in front of them.
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot, and some people looked around nervously. The buttocks hang over the seat, as if ready to flee at the slightest movement.
Only Enjin calmly picked up the chopsticks and firmly picked up a piece of tender tofu: "Last night when we stayed here, he said that the house had been empty for many years and there was no one else." Raising his eyes and looking at the door, he said, "What? Playing word games?"
The old lady was silent and looked like a statue when she was still. If you look closely at her upper body wrapped in a thick jacket, you will find that even her chest has no ups and downs.
After a while, suddenly, everyone who was nervous heard an unconcealable "puchi" laugh from behind the mask. The cat-faced old lady stretched her neck forward, and raised a bark-like hand to cover the non-existent mouth on the mask.
Everyone: "..."
Laughing hair
The old lady let out a sinister "hohoho" snigger, and said, "Look, I scared you."
Everyone: "..."
Grandma, do you think skinning can prolong your life
"Master and Mrs. died a few years ago. After the young lady got married, the water that was poured out has nothing to do with the Ding family." The cat-faced old lady said 1510, "But she occasionally sneaks back to inspect the goods, and the master died. Afterwards, there are still a few deals left by the Ding family, and the young lady is secretly maintaining them."
"Come back secretly?" Gu Meng heard something strange, and asked quickly, "Is her husband controlling her and not letting her go back to her mother's house? And why does her own business need to be secretly maintained?"
Behind the mask, the old lady seemed to be secretly laughing: "How many people want to gossip when a woman is involved in the business field? The business field is a place where there are many men, and the young lady mingles among them. Not to mention embarrassing the Ding family, the husband's family is also in danger." It is not allowed. This is against the rules and cannot be put on the table."
"Hey? Let me tell you." The girl in the riding suit among the players was called Mo Chunying. She couldn't hold back at first, and almost stood up with excitement. She frowned and said, "Why can't I put it on the stage? Who said The business field is dominated by men?"
At the door, the old lady turned her head, her mask facing Mo Chunying's direction. When she is silent, no one can guess her emotions.
Bo Ye was pulling his sleeves to peel shrimp for Tang Zhi, without raising his head, he said calmly, "Pay attention to the background of the dungeon."
Everyone unconsciously glanced at their clothes, only to remember that this is an era more than a hundred years earlier than the new century.
At this time, the old lady's tone was a little harsh: "Women should behave like women. It is the right way to take care of their husbands and children, and to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping."
Mo Chunying was about to stand up, but was held down by Xiao Jiabiyu: "Forget it, don't be serious..."
Xiaojia Biyu persuaded softly.
The old lady shook her head, as if she felt that talking to them was not congenial, with a tray under her armpit, and her bloated body turned around with her little feet dangling.
Gu Meng was thinking about what the old lady said just now, seeing that she was about to leave in a few words, she quickly recovered and asked, "What's your lady's name?"
The old lady's tone returned to her usual half-dead state: "My surname is Ding, and my name is Xiang."
Gu Meng asked again: "Which family does the girl in the town who wears a crescent white cheongsam and red embroidered shoes belong to?"
"I have never seen such a girl," replied the old lady.
Gu Meng thought for a while, and tried another way: "Miss Ding... is she still alive?"
The old woman's voice sank in an instant, and she sounded full of displeasure: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Gu Meng said, "Sorry."
Wanting to ask more details, the cat-faced old lady walked out of the hall without saying a word.
"I'm so angry..." In the cold air of late autumn, Mo Chunying fanned herself as if feeling hot, and couldn't hide her complaints after the NPC left, "This old lady is behind the feudal thinking, women should be husbands and children Diligent and thrifty? It's just bullshit!"
Wen Lei shook his head, as if it had nothing to do with him. He poked his chopsticks on the table to prepare to eat, and said in a low voice, "Men are working hard outside to make money, what's wrong with women staying at home with their husbands and children? Isn't that good? It's not easy to cause chaos if the social division of labor is clear..."
Mo Chunying heard it and glared at him. Wen Lei quickly changed the subject to comfort her: "Okay, auntie, I'm just kidding, the food is cold after a long time of trouble, let's eat quickly."
On the other half of the Eight Immortals table, Gu Meng and the others discussed in low voices.
Gu Meng said: "At first I thought that the female ghost was Miss Ding, but according to what the servant said, Miss Ding should still be alive, but married and live in her husband's house."
"Then... who is that female ghost?" Peter Pan was obviously confused.
Bo Ye stuffed a piece of peeled shrimp meat into Tang Zhi's mouth, and said, "There are only two key people who have appeared so far. If the servant doesn't know, maybe Miss Ding knows. The residents in the town know each other well, so ask first. To the whereabouts of Miss Ding's family."
Tang Zhi chewed slowly while eating the shrimp, looked up at the paper lantern hanging from the beam on the roof, and said, "NPCs don't lie, do they?"
Enjin said, "She didn't lie."
Tang Zhi turned to look at Enjin and asked, "How do you know?"
Enjin took a spoonful of whitebait soup, lowered her head slightly and blew it, and at the same time raised her hand to brush her hair from her temples and stuff it behind her ears, saying, "A woman's intuition."
other people:"… … "
Do you dare to say it again? ?
Bo Ye looked at Gu Meng, and said, "Is it still not different after everything has become like this?"
Gu Meng held back her face: "... I can."
Bo Ye said: "Does it not matter if you want to save it for your old Gu's family to have a child?"
Gu Meng: "..."
After finishing a small bowl of whitebait soup, Enjin poked out the tip of her tongue to lick the soup on the corner of her lips. Such an expression of satisfaction and enjoyment makes people unable to look away. Seeing it in the eyes of other people, they can't help but give birth to the idea of "since it looks so delicious, why not try it too". It is an expression that is absolutely suitable for gourmet commercials on TV.
Then, Enjin put down the spoon, raised his head and showed a kind smile to Bo Ye, and said, "It's so lenient, is it because eating too much salt makes you panic?"
Bo Ye reacted for two seconds, lowered his head to avoid his gaze, propped his forehead with one hand, and turned his face to tease Tang Zhi in a low voice: "This girl is really eloquent."
Tang Zhi: "..."
It's midnight, I don't know exactly what time it is. The sound of heavy objects falling into the water suddenly sounded in the dead Ding's house.
"thump!"
Wen Lei kicked his legs and woke up from his sleep.
He stared blankly at the top of the tent, and it took a long time for his eyes to adapt to the darkness.
After a while, Wen Lei slowly sat up from the bed and faced the door, dazedly raised his hand into his collar and scratched his shoulders and neck. Probably because I ate too much salty sausage at night, and my mouth is very dry at the moment.
Wen Lei closed his eyes and tickled, recalling the scene in his dream—
He was walking in the desert under the scorching sun, thirsty and tired, and when he almost passed out, a small clear water pool suddenly appeared in front of him. He ran over in ecstasy, straightened his hands and fell straight to the pool, making an ear-splitting "plop".
And then woke up.
Wen Lei put down his hands and yawned heavily, feeling that the sound of falling water lingering in his ears was so real, he almost thought it was a sound coming from somewhere outside the house, rather than a dream.
Wen Lei stepped on his slippers, walked over to the table, picked up the herbal tea pot and poured it into his mouth. I didn't want to look up and shook my head for a long time, but I didn't see a drop of water falling into my mouth. Putting down the teapot, he let out a "tsk" in trouble. After thinking about it, he carried the teapot towards the door, opened the door and prepared to go to the kitchen to pour some water.
As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in front of him. Wen Lei shuddered all over his body, and his muddy mind instantly sobered up a lot.
The square yard outside the cloister was covered with heavy fog, showing an uncomfortable gray tone in the dark night. The long strips of cloth are still hanging on the drying rack, and if you look through the fog for a long time, you can't help but mimic those dyed cloths, and in your eyes, they become tall and thin figures shaking their bodies strangely.
Wen Lei timidly withdrew his foot. Once awake, all senses become sharpened, and the whole person is scared. Thinking about staying through the night or going out at dawn. But the thirsty throat that was about to smoke urged him to fetch water to drink. In a dilemma, he aimed his gaze at the snoring middle-aged man on the bed.
In the house late at night. Boss Wang was walking in the corridor, wearing a bright red mandarin jacket with the neckline spread out, and the whole dress was crooked.
He was so sleepy that he didn't want to open his eyes, and muttered sullenly with a sullen face: "You, you don't let people sleep well in the middle of the night, are you lacking in virtue..."
Wen Lei hugged the teapot, and followed behind with a flattering smile: "I'm so sorry, buddy, am I worried about something going wrong? Everyone in the same room can't take care of each other? If you need any help in the future, I will definitely accompany you in the end!"
Boss Wang yawned and patted his mouth, walking forward with a wooden face.
When he walked to the northwest corner, Wen Lei heard a bubbling sound of "gulu gulu". He looked sideways and saw a pot of water boiling under the corridor, slowly steaming.
He vaguely remembered the purpose of this jar, as if it was used for burning cloth or something. When passing by, I took a peek and saw that the water in the tank looked clean, just like normal boiled water.
Wen Lei rolled his eyes, and hurriedly called to the middle-aged man: "Boss Wang, Boss Wang, I don't think we need to go to the kitchen anymore. It's so dark that we have to walk for a while. It's strange that it's not stable. We have to burn it when we get to the kitchen. It’s also troublesome. There are ready-made ones here.”
Boss Wang looked back at the water tank, nodded without emotion, looking simple and dull: "Whatever."
Wen Lei went down the corridor and searched beside the boiling water tank, and found a wooden spoon similar to a bamboo wine ladle, which could be used to fetch water. Regardless of whether it was clean or not, he held the spoon in one hand, lifted the lid of the teapot and began to fill it with water.
"Why is there so much water splashed on the ground?" Boss Wang scratched his cheek blankly and asked in the corridor.
Wen Lei lowered his eyes to the ground, and sure enough, he saw deep and shallow water stains. He didn't worry about it, and said: "The old lady spilled it when she changed the water."
Wen Lei filled half a jug of water, and was really thirsty, so he sucked his mouth and drank from a wooden spoon. When I drank it, I was so hot that I took a cold breath, but somehow it relieved some thirst.
He felt that it was almost done, put the lid on the teapot, casually threw the spoon into the boiling water tank, and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the room."
The spoon rises and falls rhythmically on the bubbling water.
At this time, Boss Wang stared at the water surface, saw something, opened his eyes that were always half-closed weakly, and finally rubbed them vigorously as if he couldn't believe it.
Wen Lei noticed his expression and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Did you see gold or silver?"
He glanced at the water tank indifferently, but froze the muscles of his face for an instant.
On the surface of the boiling and tumbling water, strands of long black hair gradually emerged, and with the sound of "gurgling" bubbling more and more, it seemed that there was a steady stream of hair at the bottom of the tank that was about to roll up. Until the entire mouth of the vat was covered by dense hair, those hairs squeezed and twisted like living things, rustling and entangled in the vat.
The fire below was burning slowly, cooking a tank full of black hair, and the "gurgling" sound of the water flow became smaller and smaller, and was gradually replaced by a rustling sound.
A certain nerve on Wen Lei's face twitched uncontrollably, involving the surrounding muscles and twitching together, freezing in place and losing the ability to move.
"Ah..." Boss Wang looked at the vat of hair that was rolling more and more violently, and let out a low voice, with a blank expression like a dog.
It's midnight, I don't know exactly what time it is. A man's shrill scream suddenly sounded in the deadly Ding's house.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Jing Keke for the three mines~
Happy weekend, everyone.