death of mountain god

The next day, Zhao Jihe was about to leave, he said goodbye to the third lady: "I'm going to Beijing, take care."

The third lady hesitated to look at his back, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Zhao Jihe, will you come again?"

"Of course, not only will I come, but I won't leave again. I just ask the girl not to chase me away."

In the early morning light, Zhao Jihe walked towards the lights of Wanjia, and waved his horsewhip to say goodbye temporarily.

A month later, Zhao Jihe returned to the Banqiao Inn with a box of gold. This young sorcerer in his early twenties was no longer obsessed with fame and wealth. He married San Niangzi, and he liked to kiss the circle around her waist when making love. The pattern is beautiful, and the business of the inn has always been good. Destiny has really treated him kindly.

Zhao Jihe never asked San Niangzi what kind of monster he was. When he died, he looked at San Niangzi who was also gray-haired and said, "Let me see you again when you are young."

The third lady did as she did, she smiled and took back the illusion of time, all signs of aging dissipated like dust, and she was a young girl as bright as the rising sun again, Zhao Jihe closed her eyes with peace of mind.

A new tomb was added in the wilderness of Bianzhou. San Niangzi put a bouquet of white wild flowers in front of the gray tombstone. She said, "I will find you again."

Zhou Li put the heavy dictionary back on the bookshelf, and heaved a sigh of relief. Who was the murderer in this incident is no longer known, and the records of Qingyang Yao's household registration may not be completely true.

Floating clouds are like white clothes, and the beard has turned into a gray dog. Does the third sister Zhao still remember a sorcerer named Zhao Jihe?Maybe she remembers it, after all, that time was so beautiful, but maybe she doesn't remember it, the reason why she changed her name to Zhao Sanjie is because she doesn't want to forget, and once a person has the idea of ​​not wanting to forget, it's not far from forgetting.

He took off the spider silk ring and placed it on a stretched cowhide table. Four iron wires were wrapped around the ring twice and fixed to the four corners of the table.

There was a maroon wood-carved octagonal box sneakily placed under the bed. It was in the style of a traditional candy box. It was stable and generous. There was a small hole like a needle's eye in each corner. He pressed the base with one hand and carefully lifted the lid with the other. Seeing the light of day, it shrank into a ball, and after a while, it spread its long legs—it was a spider the size of a beer cap.

He looked at the cobalt blue human face pattern on the spider's back. Even though he had seen it many times, he still found it weird and amazing. The spider quickly crawled along the table foot to the side of the ring, and spit out clusters of white silk towards the opening. Stretches, contracts, and finally sinks into the silver ring face.

He Wenjun turned on a small fire and simmered a pot of beef brisket with tomatoes, sitting on the side chatting: "Old Zhou, did you find out? There are no bugs in the house with so many flowers. I remember there will always be some in my hometown."

Zhou Xiaoshan searched for the scent and touched the kitchen: "Ah? Is that so? Maybe it's Fengshui here."

The spider’s rations are running out, and he will have to buy a few catties online another day. Zhou Li is very fortunate to have a shopping software like a treasure bag. If it was a few years ago, there might be an extra item in his itinerary——to every corner Catch small insects in corners.

After diligently feeding his ring, the spider wandered around the house, found no food, and wobbled back into the octagonal box like a drunk old man. Zhou Li praised it for its ability, The blue-backed spider walked around happily as if it understood it. It was said that the toughness of the new spider silk would be improved. He pulled one and rubbed it on the table. He felt the same as before, and was a little disappointed.

Zhou Li owns an electric scooter, which sounds very convenient for travel. In practice, it saves a little footwork when shopping for groceries, and there are too many factors that restrict its use, such as rain and mud splashing, difficult climbing, bumpy brick roads, and I have to satisfy the curiosity of passers-by from time to time: "Brother, your car is not bad, let me go?"

He once went to Sanjie Zhao to buy burritos on an electric skateboard. The weather was cold and rainy, and Sanjie Zhao waved to him through the long line: "Young man, let me make you a burrito with bacon. What dish?"

Zhou Li was very moved and jumped to the front of the queue: "I want cucumbers, tomatoes and an egg, thank you boss."

His touch stopped abruptly when Third Sister Zhao said: "It's not easy, it's going to rain and I have to rush to take the driver."

Zhou Li looked at his small portable skateboard and couldn't argue with it.

The clouds were overcast, and the thunder continued. Perhaps God's will was hidden in the dark, and now he dragged this skateboard out again.

It was getting late, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room were facing a red and white building. The lights gradually came on, one by one, and the neighbors who were separated by a wall but not related to each other seemed to be in harmony with each other at this moment.

Suddenly, a figure stood in a window. The figure seemed to be observing the flying birds that seemed to be within reach outside the window, and seemed to be looking down at the trees and the crowd under his feet. After a while, he turned and left, and the room returned to darkness.

Zhou Li was thinking about the matter of Zhao Sanjie. The scooter was driving fast, and he was like a fish in water in the traffic jam. Turn into the ranks of roadside bicycles.

"Hey, Yun Tan, I just went out, what's wrong?" Zhou Li glanced at the caller ID, and lost his temper.

"Slow down, I just saw you pass between two cars, it's too dangerous to ride a scooter so fast." Shen Yuntan's voice was a little hurried, which made Zhou Li panic.

A white SUV pulled over slowly behind him. Zhou Li looked out the window and met a pair of deep eyes. He tilted his head and leaned closer to the headset: "I saw you."

In the busy traffic with a black and white background, a lively young man is talking to himself with a headset hanging on his wrist. He has a plastic umbrella bag on his wrist and jumps off the skateboard with joy and anticipation on his face.

Zhou Li came over dragging his skateboard, and the orange street lights came on instantly, giving him a warm look. Shen Yuntan walked to the rear of the car and opened the trunk: "Going to Chen Heng's place? I just happen to be going too."

He took Zhou Li's scooter with one hand and put it in the back, and thoughtfully opened the rear door.

Zhou Li smiled at him: "Yeah, I'll go too, thank you, I don't know when it will rain, and I just remembered that this broken skateboard was splashed with mud in the rain."

Shen Yuntan sat back in the driver's seat: "It's really easier to skateboard than to drive at this time after get off work, now you have to be stuck in traffic with me."

As sweet as it is, what you can't ask for, Zhou Li looked at his back openly, trying to figure out how to deal with this person who seemed to have a good impression of him.

The clumsy car stopped and stopped, and there was always a moment of sudden braking. Taking advantage of the unsteady center of gravity, Zhou Li put one hand on Shen Yuntan's right shoulder, and the movement was as smooth as flowing water, without any suspicion of profiteering, and without being artificially surprised Said: "I'm sorry."

He sensed Shen Yuntan's body temperature through a thin layer of cotton silk shirt, and watched the reaction of the person in front of him excitedly, but his face remained calm.

Shen Yuntan also seemed to react flatly: "It's nothing."

But it was only on the surface, because his body stiffened in an instant, and his hands holding the steering wheel were a little at a loss. Fortunately, his tongue was still flexible, so he didn't stutter.

From Zhou Li's point of view, Shen Yuntan's earlobes were just protruding from his hair, and the car was rather dark, so it was hard to see if there was any change, it must have turned red.

When passing by a rusty gray-blue painted iron gate, Shen Yuntan casually asked, "Where is this?"

Zhou Li was a little strange: "Looking at the direction, it should be behind the old street. The employees of those small restaurants can walk in here to work when there are many people on the old street."

After he finished speaking, he was taken aback, and counted the doors from east to west, and it happened to be Sanjie Zhao's burrito shop.

A few black wires bundled in a random strand were dragging under the eaves. There were few people in the back door block, so they didn't bother to make some superficial tricks.

The road is narrow, Shen Yuntan parked the car on the slope, and called Zhou Li to come down: "I remember that this is roughly the location of Zhao Sanjie's shop, do you want to take a look?"

Zhou Li hummed, got out of the car and pointed to the door: "This is the one, and the small window next to it should be the same."

The door was locked from the inside, and when Zhou Li pushed it, the chain rattled, and he could see the big iron lock if he looked carefully at the crack of the door.

Shen Yuntan asked: "Do you want to unlock it? I will."

"No, no, let's go to Chen Heng first." Zhou Li shook his head, and then changed the subject, "You want to find out about the disappearance of tourists? Whether it's Zhao Sanjie or Jia Shihua, they have nothing to do with us. Why do you so concerned?"

Shen Yuntan frowned, and didn't answer for a long time, just stared at Zhou Li's eyes, trying to find a trace of tenderness from them.

His eyes were originally full of gentleness, but now they were dark and turbulent.

He suspects me?After a few eras, that man's eyes once again made Shen Yuntan fall into an ice cellar.

No, not right.

Shen Yuntan tried his best to get rid of this absurd sense of déjà vu, and frivolously made up a set of excuses: "I have a friend from the police department who specializes in investigating such abnormal incidents. He asked me to contact Police Officer Zhao to confirm the incident. Authenticity."

Half-truth, half-false, most believable.

The old monk mentioned that there are relevant departments, but he has not contacted them. Most of the first-line solutions are handled by non-governmental organizations. It is said that in special cases, it is said that police officers can be applied for assistance.

Zhou Li was thoughtful: "It turns out that there are departments that deal with strange powers and gods. I'm really ignorant. Are the employees in their departments ordinary people or..."

Shen Yuntan's brain recovered, and he smiled restrainedly: "That friend is an ordinary person, and I don't know about the others. Aren't these things usually left to monks and priests?"

Now the world is not peaceful, the people on the surface, and the ghosts behind the scenes, keep deriving one after another appalling cases, people can hardly escape the punishment of the law, and inhuman things can easily become bizarre unsolved cases, especially in this world Before the establishment of the organization that was constantly entangled with ghosts and ghosts.

Naturally, the institutions on the surface cannot recruit monks and priests, but this does not prevent them from cooperating with them. The old monk was not very interested in the olive branch that reached out to him. After all, the tasks passed down over the years, they The ruined temple is in charge of this one-acre three-point land in Qingyang City. Once the cooperation has a superior, some things will become difficult to do.

Until a well-dressed leader went up to the mountain to ask him in person: "Master Jichen, it's not easy for you to deal with the ghosts and gods in Qingyang for so many years. After all, this is a society ruled by law, and order is the most important thing. The cooperation between the two of us will only make it easier." It is conducive to building a harmonious society, and cooperation is the general trend."

The old monk Jichen didn't give face so much, he set up his newly bought ergonomic chair to sit comfortably on, and casually rewarded the potbellied leader with a hard bench. Naturally, the leader's high-sounding words couldn't impress him, he He took a sip of tea: "How to cooperate? Salary and specific process?"

The leader calculated the financial allocation and reported the number.

"The process is easy to talk about. We will do what you say, and we will go through fire and water." He was sure that the old monk's business would not involve ordinary people.

The old monk is shrewd, so he naturally knows that this means that they are required to pay for it, and this group of big leaders can make some money out of it. They used to do this when they had no money, so why not do it now?

"This is using us as coolies, it doesn't matter if you don't want this little salary."

He slapped the table: "Five times more."

So far, the cooperation has been reached.