death of mountain god

Chen Hengwo is watching TV in the hanging chair in front of the store. The size of the current TV does not match the drama he is watching now. The quality was poor, Chen Heng tried his best to resist the urge to change channels.

He stretched out his hand to fiddle with the lines of the hanging chair. The iron chain connecting the hanging chair and the bracket has worn off the silver luster on the surface, and the exposed black part is rusty, but the rattan hanging chair is as bright as ever, and even fresh plants ooze out. breath.

Suddenly, the rattan in the center shrank, and then shrank again, and when it was about to run away with all its might, it was held tightly by a hand. The rattan was frightened, like a water snake that had been pinched seven inches The same twisted and trembled, struggled to no avail, and stopped moving after a few shudders.

"Be good, look at the other children who are more obedient, don't think you are superior just because you tied that guy up."

Chen Heng opened a tea shop on the old street, with an antique plaque hanging on it, with the word "Chen Tea" engraved on the black background, in official script, with real gold pasted on the surface, and it is called ancestral, ancestral house, ancestral home craft.

On the black walnut square table mixed with light brown textures, there is a pot of freshly brewed tea. The tea is bright orange, and the room is filled with the warm fragrance of pine smoke. Obviously, it should be a place for meditation.

Near noon, the old street was crowded with people. It was inevitable that a few curious tourists wandered into Chen Cha. Chen Heng welcomed such visitors very much. He gave some explanations that he didn’t even understand, and then introduced a few expensive and affordable ones. Most of the guests pay for the famous tea.There were also quite a few people who came to rest on the tables and stools, Chen Heng didn't say anything, just handed over some tea powder in the disposable paper cup, took a few sips of warm water, and there were always a few thin-skinned people who took the initiative to inquire.

Chen Heng was promoting his mysterious tea ceremony with a few high-nosed and deep-eyed foreigners, chattering and rattling his fairly proficient English, when he suddenly heard someone next to him chewing an apple, his brows tightened instantly, and he quickly dealt with the situation A traveler who is keen on the mysterious oriental culture, he stuffed the banknotes into his pocket with a smile on his face, and when he looked back, his face changed instantly: "Zhou Li, where did you take her to deceive again? Bring someone back?"

By the way, he also called Chen Yuan over: "Xiao Yuan, eat apples if you like them, and I'm happy to hear you gnawing on apples."

Zhou Li drove the two of them to the entrance of the old street, and the crowd finally squeezed in, and finally arrived at the destination before Hungry Bian: "I was just taking your master Rabbit out to see the sun, but you might not believe it. , This time I really hit a ghost... Let me introduce to you my life-and-death friend——Shen Yuntan."

Chen Heng and Shen Yuntan called each other brothers without embarrassment, and then smiled at Zhou Li: "You have today too! Fortunately, Xiaoyuan has returned in full, or you can let the old monk prepare to sell the house."

He has been talking about selling the house for many years, but he has never succeeded. The old monk's temple occupies the best Fengshui place in the whole mountain, and it is very attractive to plants like Chen Heng.

Zhou Li lowered his voice: "Don't stare at the old monk's house, he is waiting for demolition, you have no hope."

After a pause, he covered his stomach and said, "Make me a few bowls of beef noodles quickly, a lot of people are waiting to be fed here."

Chen Yuan looked over excitedly when he heard the word beef: "Ah, hurry up, I'm starving to death."

Zhou Li swaggered up to the second floor, and listened to Chen Yuan behind him explaining to Shen Yuntan: "He is also the boss here. He helped Chen Heng reopen the old tea house, but he doesn't care much, and he doesn't visit the shop every now and then."

Of course, things are not that simple. Chen Heng used to be an ordinary sycamore tree. Unfortunately, Chen Yuan planed the root and made a hole. After more than 1000 years, he woke up with this big fat rabbit, and set up a camp here with his friends. Thinking of this, Zhou Li felt a little emotional. If he hadn’t knocked on the door of the ruins of the tea house when he graduated, and had discussed with them the commercialization plan of this dilapidated tea house, those two guys might still be squatting there and gnawing grass roots. , and may also covet the fragrant bacon burrito on Sanjie Zhao's cutting board opposite.

So he was very proud, and shared a little secret with Shen Yuntan by the way: "You don't know, do you? On the surface, the big boss Chen Heng is a tree demon, a sycamore tree, very honest."

Shen Yuntan smiled: "Really? It seems that you know a lot of monsters, life is wonderful."

"Oh no, there are so many monsters who dare to come out and wander around. Maybe it's because I have a special physique. I have been in the temple for a long time and I have a relationship with monsters." Speaking of thinking of mountain ghosts, he unconsciously touched the scabbed palms, " There are also evil fates..."

The stewed beef was added to the beef noodles for real money, and Chen Heng didn't feel sorry for it. He just spread a bowl full, and there was a villain in his heart happily jumping: eat, eat, I wish you gain ten catties the next day.

It was the last step, he sprinkled pepper, cinnamon, star anise, and a pile of seasoning powder into the soup, and took a tray to send it to Zhou Li.

When passing by the window, Chen Heng glanced out. Third Sister Zhao’s business was booming, and there was a long queue at the door of the store. Her bacon burrito was promoted by a gourmet show, and there was a banner hanging at the door. He couldn’t help being a little envious, so I took a few more glances.

In addition to selling burritos, Third Sister Zhao also sells some gadgets. She set up a grocery shelf at the place where people lined up, and it was filled with all kinds of puppets. .

Now Miss Zhao doesn't have to spend all day in the smoky back kitchen. She just sits in the shop window at the entrance of the store, supervising the etiquette of the employees. Whenever her attitude gets angry, she will shout: "Quality! Pay attention to the quality of the employees!"

However, even if Third Sister Zhao yelled at the top of her voice, it didn't affect that she was a well-known beauty, which might be one of the reasons why she was standing at the window.

Third Sister Zhao is holding a wooden doll in her hand at the moment. The doll’s pupils are painted black, its clothes are colorful, and its hands and feet can move. It’s like the shadow puppet in the TV drama just now. up.

I don't know if it was Chen Heng's illusion, but the doll's pupils suddenly moved in the wooden eye sockets. He took a closer look, and the black eyeballs quickly returned to their original positions. He shook his head, probably because the sun is too big today. , Look at this, I'm hallucinating.

Zhou Li was very satisfied with the taste of the beef noodles. He gave a thumbs up: "Tsk, this taste, you can change your job to open a restaurant, old Chen."

Chen Yuan was worried: "No, what if he opened a restaurant and a tea house? Are you as foolish as someone else? Don't give me a few days to close down."

Chen Heng felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he still smiled: "Thank you for your constant praise."

"I cherish talent."

Chen Yuan looked up at the sturdy sycamore tree. The sycamore tree with her surname Chen was wearing a Tang suit. It looked like that. When sitting in the lobby, a discerning person would think it was the boss.

Chen Heng checked her words and saw that she was in a good mood after eating, and asked cautiously: "Xiao Yuan, what kind of ghost did you run into when you went out this time, please tell me carefully."

Just as Chen Yuan was about to leave impatiently, Zhou Li brought her back: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that this old rabbit needs to bleed."

Chen Heng listened attentively, occasionally surprised, but the bigger feeling was that the people who had gone to school were different, they all used such high-level adjectives, and thinking that he had lived so many years longer than others, he couldn't help feeling ashamed , with a trace of respect for intellectuals, he sat upright and listened to Zhou Li, thinking to himself that he would also take the adult college entrance examination someday, maybe he could go to a university.

Zhou Li's chatterbox opened up and talked endlessly, and Chen Yuan added fuel and vinegar from time to time. The two had just entered the mountain gate and talked about the mountain ghost wanting a tube of blood from the beast. Chen Heng slapped the table when he heard this: "I knew that little It’s a great wish, look, isn’t this just like Tang’s monk’s meat, I said you really want to give that guy Tang’s monk’s meat?”

"Or else?" Chen Yuan squinted, "I swear, if God can't see a lightning strike, wouldn't it be fatal."

After eating and talking, Zhou Li got up and went to the bathroom. Just as he unzipped his trousers, he heard the siren of Ula Ula outside. He looked up to the window and saw a car driving on the narrow pedestrian street police car.

"Zhou Li—" Chen Heng was so frightened that his voice trembled a little.

"It's almost there." Zhou Li moved quickly, and sat down on the table a few minutes later: "What's the matter with you, haven't you heard the police car or something?"

Chen Yuan picked up the knife and peeled the apple fiercely, angrily said: "Those who don't know think you are a rabbit, and you have grown so big, how dare you."

Chen Heng was usually ridiculed by these two people, and he knew that he was indeed cowardly, so he said to himself: "No, this police car is coming for us, Zhou Li, go out and explain, don't let us He was arrested and sent to the laboratory for autopsy."

Zhou Li was at a loss for words for a while, but after thinking about it again and again, he slowed down his tone: "It's okay, at worst, you can go back to that big tree in the backyard and hide for a while."

Chen Yuan was shocked by the second half of his sentence: "Have you watched too many science fiction movies?"

In a society ruled by law, who hasn't made a joke by pointing at a police car—"Then who, you're going to be arrested!"

Sure enough, the police car is not here to catch the demon, so think about it, what happened to the demon?One did not kill and the other did not set fire, there is no reason to bully the demon well.

Shen Yuntan sat by the window, leaning his body slightly to see the situation outside through the wooden shutters, and when Zhou Li and the others pressed the pause, he explained: "It has nothing to do with this place, the police just went to the next door, probably to ask questions, It didn’t take long to come out empty-handed.”

Chen Heng came over with pouted buttocks, followed Shen Yuntan and looked down anxiously, seeing that the police car drove away again, he was finally relieved.

However, he always seems to maintain his innate sense of crisis, and immediately finds out a new problem, but he has to wait for Shen Yuntan to leave before discussing this problem.

Zhou Li was thinking about how to develop a further relationship with this savior, and he slapped his head—at least he must never show it again after eating like just now, he recalled the pinch of noodles that slid into The scene in his mouth, he clutched his chest in regret, why did he have to eat noodles?

Chen Yuan continued to work on the apples in boredom. Thanks to her superb peeling skills, all the apples on the plate were quickly peeled. Now she was dangling her legs and had nothing to do, so she complained casually Said: "Look at the stool you selected, Zhou Li, my feet can't touch the ground, how about we buy another batch of low stools, the kind of various small animals, I saw other people's children a few days ago. There is a hippopotamus leather stool."

I don’t know if this child’s mind is real or just acting. I can’t get used to the attitude of asking for a new toy every few days. Zhou Li was about to deal with it casually when he suddenly heard Chen Yuan yell: "Ah, grass is growing on Shen Yuntan's sleeve!"

Shen Yuntan was suddenly called out, and after a short trance, he looked down at his cuff, where two oval leaves were glued to the side, he raised his hand, took off the leaves and threw them out of the window: "It may have fallen into it when we were on the mountain."

He sighed inwardly, and he had agreed to take a few sneak peeks, but how did he lean out and stare blatantly?These little leaves are amazing.

Chen Yuan giggled: "Really, did it fall in from the neck?"

Just halfway through the conversation, there was a knock on the door downstairs, and Chen Heng shuddered, staring straight at Zhou Li for help: "You...you go, you are human."

Zhou Li went down to open the door in doubt. He remembered hanging a small wooden board that was out of business. Could it be that someone saw this tea shop with its strange bones and wanted to find out?

Chen Heng tremblingly looked down through the cracks in the stairs, and saw three policemen were led in by Zhou Li, and sat on the big long table. He shook his hand and whispered to Chen Yuan: "It's broken, it's broken, then The table is Xiaobu, Xiaobu is sleeping in it, if he wakes up, he will be caught."

Xiao Bu is the long black walnut table. His real name is Blake. He is blond and blue-eyed. He looks like a little foreign boy. The year he came here was weird and rainy. Trembling, at first Chen Heng didn't want to take in such a frail child, he was afraid of being tired from working, and wanted to send him away after giving him a meal, but Zhou Li's attitude towards this child was very good, coaxing him to be a child. After buying a set of tables and stools in the lobby, Chen Heng found out afterwards that the black walnut furniture was very expensive, so he was instantly relieved, just for show.

Little Blake was very upbeat. Zhou Li took him out for a walk, took a bath, cut his hair and changed his clothes. After a set of procedures, he looked like a doll. Chen Heng almost didn't dare to recognize him. The child rolled happily on the ground and was hugged by him. Get up and teach: "From now on, you will be used as a table and chair here, and your clothes will get dirty when you touch the floor, so be careful."

The more Chen Heng thought about it, the more sad he became. What a table, he was about to be taken away for an autopsy.