Half Demon and Half Mountain

In the early summer afternoon, the boy with the sword from the Tang Dynasty was lying on the veranda with his dead body.

The toon tree has finally ushered in the flowering period of the new year, and there is a special fragrance that seems to be absent in the air.The sunlight that belongs to the depths of the alley always has its own time filter, and it is reflected on the young man's straight nose, and the long eyelashes are two wild geese, flying over wicker wicker wicker strands of hair gently blown by the wind.

The boy didn't move at all, his right hand was hanging down the corridor, just in time to be discovered by a few shadow monsters who sneaked in to visit.A group of shadow monsters hid in the shadows under the veranda, whispering to Wuzhishan, as if they were plotting something important.

Agui by the water tank was worried and sighed: "Young Xia has been lying dead for two hours, is it okay? Why don't you go and persuade him? Today's teenagers are not psychologically good, and they are prone to problems... "

Cen Shen sat watching A Gui's performance, but was unmoved.

Agui: "Hey... I accidentally discovered that my beloved teacher might have dug a hole for me. I was sad for a few days, and then found out that the teacher had already been buried in the hole. Tell me, this plot is full of ups and downs. Are you surprised? Not exciting?"

Cen Shen remained unmoved and continued to draw the blueprints.

After a while, Agui sighed heavily again: "Hey..."

"Crack." Cen Shen put down his pen, "Shut up."

Agui refused to cooperate: "I said it earlier, the bastard needs to be smooth, but no one listens to me, hehe..."

Cen Shen heard his temples start to pop, he gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that I can't comfort people?"

"That's right, not being able to comfort others is completely different from being indifferent." Agui said: "He has no relatives here, no one to complain about, and is alone, isn't it the same as you at that time? People, If you are not lively and cheerful, you must be able to think about it, young people. You just live too short a time and encounter few things..."

Hearing this, Cen was stunned.He paused for a few seconds, then slowly turned his head to look at Huan Le, as if recalling something from the past, his cold eyes suddenly softened.

He wanted to smoke again, and when he touched his pocket, it was empty.

"You're so good at talking, why don't you comfort him yourself?" Cen Shen asked back.

"I'm just a turtle!" Agui didn't take this job, turned around and crawled into the water tank—for an old man, just tease the goldfish, what do you care about, it will kill your life.

Cen Shen couldn't help but roll his eyes, but didn't say anything.He rubbed his fingertips to relieve his desire to smoke, then turned and looked at Huan Le for a long time.

He was sitting, Huan Le was lying down, the small courtyard was quiet, only the sound of flowers blooming.

About half an hour later, Cen Shen finally stood up, walked to Huan Le and looked at him condescendingly: "Want to eat meat?"

Huan Le blinked his eyes, his mind was still filled with various memories and conjectures, and he couldn't react for a while.

Cen Shen frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Eat, or not to eat."

Huan Le: QAQ

Wow, you are killing me.

I'm already like this, still murder me?

"Tsk." Cen Shen rubbed his hair indiscriminately, and took great effort to slow down his tone: "Shabu-shabu, do you want to eat?"

Huan Le silently turned over, hugged his knees, and turned his back to him.

Inexplicably, Cen Shen found this scene a bit familiar, and felt an urge to kick him out of here.He tried to regain his composure, which consisted of several minutes of silence.

Huan Le turned to look at him: "Are you really not coaxing me?"

Cen Shen darkened his face: "I like to eat or not."

After finishing speaking, Cen Shen lifted his legs and left.Huan Le immediately sat up and hugged one of his thighs: "I eat as I eat! Is it the time-honored copper pot steamed meat at the entrance of the Hutong?"

Cen took a deep breath: "Yes."

Huan Le: "Can I order casually?"

Cen Shen: "... Whatever you want."

Five minutes later, the juvenile's lying corpse ended in a shabu-shabu.The two left Agui at home to guard the door, and walked all the way to the entrance of the alley in the setting sun.

Cen Shen walked very slowly, recently he walked very slowly because he was tired.The hair grew long, and I didn't have time to cut it, so I randomly tied it with a black rubber band and pulled it behind.

But Huan Le thought it was very good-looking. There had never been such a man in Tang Dynasty. In modern terms, he was very stylish.

At first glance, it is an art.

The time-honored brand's business is very good, and it's time for dinner, and the store is already full of people.But they came by coincidence, as one table had finished eating, they filled it up.

Cen Shen actually didn't like this kind of place, middle-aged men who talked loudly, young lovers who were bored, and noisy children filled every corner with noise.But Huan Le liked it very much, and ordered eighteen plates of meat in one go, so much that he couldn't put it down at all.

"呲味..." The thin slices of meat rubbed against the hot copper pot, making a 呲味 sound.The hot air filled the air, and the smell was tangy. The noise in the lobby seemed to be lifted to the ceiling by the hot air. Except for the meat, everything else was out of sight.

Huan Le fell in love with hot-boiled meat. He never thought that there is such a fun and delicious way to eat in modern times. He praises this new era, and the people in the new era are so happy.

Oh, and the convincing spiciness. When a big mouthful of meat was stuffed into his mouth, the wonderful taste made his taste buds explode in an instant, and his soul floated out of the celestial cap and ascended to heaven.

Cen Shen only ate a few slices of meat before putting down his chopsticks. He had a bad stomach and couldn't eat too spicy food.But looking at Huan Le eating happily, he suddenly felt that he could eat a few more chopsticks.Even if I don't eat, I feel a little better.

He turned around and called the waiter to add a can of iced Coke.When the Coke came up, he put it in front of Huan Le: "Drink it."

Huan Le stopped his chopsticks, took a look at them, and asked, "What is this? Wine?"

Cen Shen: "Coke."

Huan Le: "What is Coke?"

Has it been a long time since there was a Coke commercial on the recent TV?Cen Shen thought about it, and didn't know how to explain it to Huan Le, so he simply said, "It's not poisonous, you won't die if you drink it."

Huan Le shook the Coke can suspiciously, and then shook it again.

Cen Shen quietly watched him die, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he asked the waiter to change a can, opened it for him with his own hands, and put it in front of him.

"Ah Cen, you are amazing." Huan Le sincerely praised.

"..." Cen Shen didn't want to speak anymore.

Huan Le didn't care, she raised her head and took a sip, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow!!!" Huan Le's voice was so loud that all the customers in the store looked over, but he didn't care, he stared straight at Cen Shen with a pair of bright eyes, pointed at the Coke and kept asking: "What the hell is this thing? Why is it bubbling? Why is it so amazing!"

Cen Shen: "..."

Huan Le: "It's great, I'm great in China."

It's better not to tell him that this is something from Fanbang people, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

"The meat is old." Cen Shen reminded him.

Huan Le hurried to fish for the meat, but he put aside the matter of Coke for the time being.But when Cen Shen looked at the mountain of meat in his bowl that was getting higher and higher, he still had a headache: "I can't eat anymore, don't worry about me."

Huan Le said seriously: "If you eat one more chopsticks of meat today, you can eat two chopsticks tomorrow. The amount of food you eat comes from practice. My father said that a boy should be able to eat so that he will not die easily."

Cen Shen had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks again and put on a show.

Huan Le nodded in satisfaction, and continued to boil the meat while saying: "I thought about it carefully, but I don't know much about Master. Master has always lived in Qingshan Village, and he will not easily enter the city without incident. Although I worship Under his sect, we were carefully taught by him, but the time we meet is not as much as others imagine."

Cen Shen listened intently, and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Huan Le replied: "I often go out for training, and it's not uncommon for me to be away from Chang'an for a few months. In the year of the ghost banquet, I happened to receive an errand again, so I went there at most once or twice a month to let my master take homework exams." .”

"Why him?" Cen Shen asked the question he had been asking all along.The Huan family must not be an ordinary family, what kind of master can't be found, why would they go to a poor scholar outside the city?

Huan Le smiled: "I found this by myself. The wife my parents found for me is so boring. They are always talking about people, benevolence, righteousness and etiquette, or they are monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons. I am not a human being. I am not a human being. What? At that time I was still young, one day my elder sister came to see me, and listened to it with me for a while, who would have thought that the old master would blow his beard and stare inappropriately, so I shaved off his beard in a fit of anger. But I was so angry, I refused to apologize, so he kept saying that I was naughty, everyone knew that there was a dude in the Huan family, so no one was willing to teach me."

Bringing up the old incident again, Huan Le still had an innocent look on his face. He still felt that the old man should apologize to him in turn.Moreover, he shaved his beard for his own benefit. If sister-in-law were to do it by herself, there would be no hair left.

Cen Shen smiled, and shaved off someone's beard, which really looked like something Huan Le would do.

Seeing him smile, Huan Le continued: "Later when I went hunting in the Western Mountains, I happened to meet my master picking mushrooms on the mountain. Half of the mushrooms in the basket were poisonous. The master said that he was called—a poor man with a lot of ambition. Tiandou. I thought this was to my liking, so I gave him a tael of silver and asked him to buy food. He told me that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way, so he rejected me, and later accepted me 300 taels of repair .”

When mentioning Master, although it was in such a joking tone, Huan Le's tone was still full of nostalgia and love.As for the sadness, it seemed that he hid it all, only a trace of sadness was revealed, which quickly disappeared.

He boiled another large chopsticks of meat, stuffed his mouth full, his eyes narrowed due to the deliciousness.

Cen Shen was just an audience, and he didn't like to express his opinions.He silently watched Huan Le eating happily for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Want to go to the bar?"