Reading The Remnants

Nine Masters? Song Jiodi rolled his eyes around.

Li Shiyi was not surprised. He took the jade flute handed over by the five coins, knocked on the soft back of Song Shiji's hand, and went with her to search for the mountain temple.

Youngest Tuo missed the pig's feet stewed at home and hurriedly said farewell. After a lively meal, there were two more Ah Yin and A Luo left in the house.

Arrow washed his hands and watered the flowers, Ah Yin leaned against the table and flipped through her books, and then sat on the desk with both hands propped up, with unreliable high heels hanging from his toes, knocking the table lightly and repeatedly. foot. She stared at the people in front of her, her waist clasped well, her floppy shoulders, and even her lips were bleak with only a small amount of powder, as if she had just inadvertently printed it on her own.

If she used to look down on such a sluggish girl, she was stubborn and arrogant since she was young, her lips should be red like peony, and the corners of her eyes should be bright like gold leaf. If a thief is the first thief in the world, , For prostitution to be the most amorous prostitutes in the world.

But once or twice, whether the heart is good or the body is good, she is always planted in front of people with clear soup and water. She never asks her, and knocks her head with a puff. The pain makes her dizzy, and the pain makes her gnash her teeth.

"If you have anything, just ask." Arrow said.

Ayin said: "Are you the first time?"

Branch covered half of Arrow's face, and even the patchwork of shadows and light was very beautiful. She lifted the water bottle in her hand and tilted her head: "Yes."

Ayin's chest hummed slightly, as if she was surprised, and as if she was by the side. She thought about it carefully, in this life, it seemed that she had never occupied anything in her entire life, so naturally she did not dare to expect anything. I am the "first" among others who are more than 2,300 years old.

She folded her legs and pulled her ears up.

But Arrow smiled and asked her: "What?"

Ah Yin didn't believe it very much: "You have lived for a long time, and have never tasted it?"

Arrow said sincerely: "I don't ask about human affairs, and I don't know that my underworld mortals can't stand it."

"Where is the ghost? Where is the ghost of Taishan Mansion?"

"As the Yama of the Ten Temples, I am naturally a bit serious." Arrow said.

The beautiful lady who was as beautiful as the spring laughed with joy, and she jumped off the table with a backhand. The tapered heels stepped back and forth two steps, leaned in front of the beam, and looked at her with her eyes: "If you are For the first time, I didn’t treat you badly."

Although it was Arrow who had just worked hard, Ah Yin had some thoughts that were not random because of this "first time".

Arrow lifted her face slightly and looked at her questioningly.

"What do you like? Rouge? Gouache? Clothes from the Garment Bureau?" Ayin pulled the silk, and a kiln sister had a kind of benevolence.

"No." Arrow shook his head.

"If you think it's good." She paused, still bending over to water the flowers, and then said softly after a while: "Next time, it will be fine if you don't call the other side."

Next time? Ah Yin raised her eyebrows, and then passed her thoughts back to the preceding sentence without careful consideration.

——If you feel good. This sentence is often heard in the tailor shop in the south of the city, the jewelry shop in Gulou Street, the sugar triangle newly opened in the tea stall, and the shopkeeper always comes up with this sentence when handing over the wrapped oil paper.

This sentence comes from the mouth of the person in front of him here and now, it is so untimely, but it is so refreshing. It inexplicably brought about three points of unfamiliar politeness, the shyness of speaking, the conscientious and cautious, and the careful thought of eagerly waiting for recognition when holding out something.

The ironing makes the pores feel comfortable. Ah Yin curled the corners of his lips, and put his shawl up thoughtfully.

The Xinyan under the eaves is holding the mud and struck the nest in the misty rain. Li Shiyi carries the Song nineteen under an umbrella and walks deep and shallowly on the mountain road. There are many temples in Beiping that can be named, mountain gods. There are not many temples, so I tried to find a small one under the Xiangji Temple in Yuquan Mountain, southwest of Yufeng Pagoda.

This mountain temple has been around for a few years, and seeing that there is no more incense, the mottled wall reveals the decline of age and disrepair, but the blue tiles are washed brightly by the rain, as if there is some hospitality to welcome the guests.

Li Shiyi and Song Shijiu also did not bother to go in and take a look at the old man of the mountain god. They just went straight to the backyard. Li Shiyi handed the umbrella to Song Shijiu in his palm, took out the jade flute and wiped the mouth with his thumb. , Was about to put it to his lips, but was stunned by the sound of rain hitting Basho.

Song Jiu watched as the omnipotent Li Shiyi put down the jade flute close to his lips, and asked her hesitantly, "Girl A Luo, have you ever said, what?"

Song Nineteen pursed his lips, only to think that he was very beautiful.

Li Shiyi saw her stunned. He sighed loosely, knowing that she could not count on it. Yudi tapped in the palm of his hand, and looked at the bricks with his neck, and suddenly said: "You blow. "

Since Arrow asked her to bring the "Nine Masters", there must be a reason.

Song nineteen was taken aback, exchanged the paper umbrella for her, took the jade flute smoothly, and put it close to the lower lip in Li Shixi's light gaze, and put his hands up, not knowing what it was like. She looked away, and suddenly felt that she was terrible. She didn't know what she was going to blow, but every inch of her body believed in Li Shi's request, as if she was facing her from the hair to the tips of her toes. People bow their heads and become ministers.

She watched earnestly as she blew a few dry staccato, sobbing, ears pierced with the rustling of the plantain being knocked down. She disturbed the rain, disturbed the paper umbrella, disturbed the green trees and blue tiles. The **** of the mountain, and Li Shiyi, standing with an umbrella, disturbed her with his eyes.

Song Jiu lowered his eyelashes soaked in the rain, and soon fanned open like a new butterfly spreading its wings. His bright eyes were as bright as the sun and Li Shiyi looked at each other. Li Shiyi tightened his umbrella hand, and his thumb was on. Scrape gently on the bamboo handle.

Ten fingers were strewn like bamboo shoots, a beautiful and melodious tune came out of the small hole, and the sound rose straight into the sky. Song Shiji's straight eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were faintly pink. Li Shiyi's The dark pupils widened, and then the surprise was hidden in the tight lips.

She aroused a strange and long-lost curiosity. In this rainy mountain forest, she looked at the clean and tender girl in front of her, and had the urge to find out. What was the name of this piece, how long did she learn it, what kind of recollections she would have when she played it, and who had the blessing of listening attentively.

She suddenly realized that she took her out, raised her, and saw how she looked like one year old, but she had never owned her. She laughed and laughed at the idea of ​​"owning" herself, hooked the corner of her mouth and lowered her head.

The sleeping frog jumped violently, and an inconspicuous brick under the eaves was topped up like a small tent. In the gap, a snake with a thick little finger swam out of the crevice. The whole body was emerald green, as tender as the tip of a leaf. The one that was pinched up and down, the green snake propped up its upper body, looked at it like a child in the rain, and said with a soft "Yeah", "Nine Masters."

This snake could be spoken by others, Song Nineteen was extremely strange.

Song Nineteen put down the flute, waited for the little snake to climb down along the beam of the room, swam to her in a hurry, stood up, stretched extremely long, as if trying to reach her, seeing that she was out of reach, said: "The Nine Masters are summoning, what do you want?"

His voice was tender and hoarse, like a child choked by smoke.

Song Nineteen squatted down with eyebrows, Yudi knocked its head, and asked it in a low voice, "Do you listen to me?"

The little snake said suspiciously: "Naturally."

The accent is tuned, tuned and frustrated, like an ancient man.

Song Nineteen chuckled and looked up at Li Shiyi with a smile: "You have a paper baby, I have a little green snake, you see, let's..."

"What?" Li Shiyi stood, holding an umbrella in one hand.

Song Nineteen blushed a little, bit his lip and looked at the little snake. He picked a leaf and used it as an umbrella. He asked him in a very soft voice, "Is it a good match?"

The word "Yah" is the sound of breath, hidden in the sound of rain.

"Yes." Little Snake didn't understand, and nodded instinctively.

Song Jiu's Huanqin was about to drip out of the crooked silkworm. Li Shiyi coughed softly on top, and said, "Say business."

Song Nineteen nodded, touched Xiao Snake's head, and asked him with a smile: "You have a message with Yushi concubine, I will use her nose to use it, okay?"

Little Green Snake took his life, put the umbrella down and paid a salute, and then generally froze on the spot, as if he was dead, and did not move for a long while.

The two waited for a while, waited until the rain and fog were about to rest, and the sky was faintly clear, only to see the little snake general Xinzi spit out, opened his eyes and said: "Please close your eyes."

Song Jiu Yiyan drooped his eyelids, only smelled the strange scent, and quickly drilled in from his nostrils, attacked the city along the bridge of his nose, and finally reached the Tianling Gai. It seemed that more than a dozen spicy garlic rushed his eyes, crackling little sparks. Zi exploded in his head, causing Song Jiu to burst into tears while covering his eyebrows.

Seeing that she looked different, Li Shiyi hurriedly put the umbrella aside and squatted down, and asked her, "Uncomfortable?"

Song Nineteen sneezed with tears in his eyes, and his words were vague: "Wait, wait."

She wiped a tear, her palm was still against the center of her forehead, her facial features slipped in the wrong place, and it was very difficult to reply to her previous description. Li Shiyi's palm was sweating, and she lay on her knees to look at her. , Seeing her gradually calm down, her small nose **** lightly, and the eyes staring at her also changed some color, paused, and said: "You are so fragrant."

Li Shiyi glanced at her, stood up, picked up the umbrella and walked back.

Song Nineteen said goodbye to Xiaoqing Snake, and jumped up with the skirt in three or two steps to keep up.

People say that the five senses are interlinked, with a keen nose, and even the expression in her eyes is much better. Everything seems to be fished out of the water in Song Jiu's eyes, so clear. She leans on Li Shiyi and looks around. Look, it turns out that the leaves that have been wiped by the windshield are so fragrant, the soil is so rich and plump, and the stones have the same breath as the barrel of a gun. It turns out that Li Shiyi's body scent is more than she thought thousands of times. More charming.

There is the correctness of the pen and inkstone between her fingers, the mellowness of the scroll, the fresh fragrance of the rice, the calmness of the talisman paper, and the unique smell of tobacco. The raw rhinoceros and basil lure the eagerness in her bones and blood, and the white wine is the difficulty of a more complete cup. It's hard to tell, the wormwood pulled her to the mortal world, giving her the emotions and desires that she can imagine.

Her lips, her nose, her eyebrows, and her eyes, through the layer upon layer of scents, came to mess with Song Jiu's mind.

She raised her hand to cover the end of her nose, almost unable to hold it.

Song Nineteen didn't know much about the fact that as a snake girl, Yu Shi's concubine, in addition to her spiritual nose, had a three-point lazy snake feeling, which added another layer to her love for her sweetheart.

She couldn't help going over, took Li Shiyi's arm, and carefully pressed her face to her shoulder. Li Shiyi glanced at her sideways, and she said softly, "Somewhat dizzy."

Li Shiyi didn't push her a lot because she was afraid that she had borrowed a new nose, so she didn't push her too much, and just let her pull it with his hands.

Song Nineteen leaned on her and walked slowly, and suddenly felt a little emotion. Recalling the days when she was held and held by her, she closed the corner of her lips and sighed: "You haven't held me for a long time. "

Because she was the only one with her this time, she dared to spoil her blatantly.

She originally thought that Li Shiyi would not respond to her nonsense, but when she heard Li Shiyi's thin lips opened, her voice was as cold as the shady weather: "Didn't you hug it yesterday?"

Song Nineteen's ears moved, and her face was lightly rubbed against her good-smelling shoulders, dyed with a light pink.

She didn't say anything, only faintly pulled the corner of her mouth.

It turned out that in Li Shiyi's cognition, it was not a careless waistband, it was a genuine hug.