Half Demon and Half Mountain

Qiao Fengmian's attitude was ambiguous, and he kept his words to the point, making it elusive.It seems that he handed over the materials of the Craftsman Association to Cen Shen on a whim, because as Huan Le said, he doesn't look like a kind person who likes to make good friends.

Cen Shen had doubts in his heart. Qiao Fengmian seemed to have a lot of background. He was a little half-demon, so why should the other party show such kindness?

Huan Le thought more, turned the teacup with his fingertips, and thought about it, and said: "Mr. Qiao seems to have the same kind of breath as me. I don't know which friend it is, can you introduce it for me?"

"Sure." Qiao Fengmian leaned forward slightly, "Stay here and play chess with me, and I'll tell you, how about it?"

The eyes of the two met in the air, one was teasing and the other was cold. In the quiet tea room, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Da." Cen Shen put the teacup on the coffee table, breaking the situation seemingly unintentionally.He raised his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, for your kindness. We still have something to do today, so we won't stay any longer."

Qiao Fengmian smiled, "Alright. Remember to come over for tea when you have time, Qiao is very welcome."

When the words fell, Qiao Fengmian looked at Huan Le's direction, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, wondering if the demon catcher was poaching his own corner.

When the two left the teahouse, Huan Le looked towards the door again, quietly cast a spell with the hand behind his back, and then caught up with Cen Shen.

"A Cen, A Cen, did you do it on purpose just now? You don't want me to stay and play chess with him, do you?" Huan Le refused to explain otherwise.

Cen Shen felt that he was extremely annoying today and was restless, so he walked faster and faster.

Huan Le is young and runs faster, "Ah Cen, just tell me, tell me, okay..."

On the other side, a young man in a long gown stood leaning against the window, gently blowing away the mist on the teacup, looking at the couple downstairs who were drifting away, inexplicably happy.

After watching for a while, there was movement from another door on the second floor, and he returned to sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed and his posture lazy.The look on his face was much colder.

"Squeak." The door opened, and a tall and tough man walked out, pulling on his tie as he walked, as if he had just returned from outside.

Qiao Fengmian didn't look at him with a cold face, the man walked up to him, knelt on the white blanket in front of the sofa, lifted Qiao Fengmian's bare feet, and said, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

"I want you to take care of it." Qiao Fengmian kicked him, but didn't kick him away.

"The nails are growing again, I'll cut them for you." The man turned to get the nail clippers, but at this moment he smelled a familiar smell, and immediately frowned and said, "It's the smell of that little wolf dog again? You See him again?"

"That's right." Qiao Fengmian raised the corners of her lips, "A teenage boy is handsome and cute when he is having fun. Isn't it the same age when I was with you?"

"That's different." The man said in a deep voice.

"What's the difference? Oh, I see. When you were a teenager, you were much more boring than him. You would just stand by the side like a wooden stake, not understanding the style."

The man had no choice but to hold his ankle tightly, "Master."

When Qiao Fengmian heard this name he hadn't heard for a long time, he didn't even get angry, "You dare to go to Japan alone for so long, what's wrong with me looking for another dog? Go away!"

"Business trip, one month." The man climbed up his long legs, finally pressed Qiao Fengmian on the sofa, brushed away the broken hair on his forehead with his big hands, and said, "I'm just afraid that you will be tired."

Qiao Fengmian smiled instead of anger, "Afraid I'm tired? Have you forgotten what happened last night?"

The man hugged him, his fingers touched the button of the gown, "This is different."

"It's different." Qiao Fengmian got angry when he thought about it, he slapped his hand away, and warned, "Stop listening to that old Shang Si's nonsense from now on, next time I go back, I'm going to put arsenic in his wine ·Frost!"

The young master can't poison him to death.

"Okay." The man comforted him, "Is your waist still sore? Let me rub it for you."

"Get out." Qiao Fengmian didn't want to talk to this dog man today. All the dog men in the world are virtuous, and Chongming is no exception.

Chong Ming said: "Next time, don't see him alone again."

Qiao Fengmian stood up, patted his face gently, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Look at your performance."

On that side, Cen Shen and Huan Le returned to Xizi Hutong, talking about Qiao Fengmian while walking.Cen Shen was not in a hurry to open the folder containing the materials of the Craftsman Association, because there was another more important issue before him - because of Liu Qi, as he explored the truth more and more, he Contact more and more people.

Whether it was a coincidence or necessity, starting from Wu Chong'an, to Mr. Fu, to Qiao Fengmian, in the past, these people were not accessible to such a small and half-monster as Cen Shen.

He should have been an unknown person in this huge city of Beijing, but now it is different. He has stepped into a bigger vortex passively or actively, and he can't see whether the ending is good or bad.

Huan Le is a natural optimist, or maybe his origin determines his starting point and vision, said: "Maybe this is not a bad thing. A bigger world means more opportunities. No, it is impossible to unravel this mystery that has spanned 300 and [-] years, blindly hiding in Xizi Hutong and making inferences."

Also, if you want to cure Ah Cen's illness, you need more opportunities.Huan Le added in her heart.

It's not that Cen Shen doesn't understand what Huan Le means, but maybe it takes more courage to go out than to stay where he is.

No, not courage either.

He once unilaterally declared a break with the world, so why bother to create new entanglements?But if he doesn't do this, can he repair the little hydrangea smoothly?

"A Cen."

In a daze, Cen Shen's hand was held by Huan Le.He was sitting on a chair, and Huan Le squatted in front of him, holding his hand hanging by his side, and said, "Master said, people are mortal. I will die too, the difference is that I died in Chang'an while drinking wine." In the spring, he was still buried in a mass grave that no one cares about."

Hearing this, Cen Shen was slightly taken aback.

Huan Le continued: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with mass burials. After a person dies, there is only a piece of loess. But there is me in spring. I want to be buried under the pomegranate tree in Nanliu Bridge, with my back facing the Huan Mansion. Facing Zhuque Street, you can still smell the wine in the wind and look at the city. Even if one day Chang'an is no longer called Chang'an, the world will change, and the sea will change, but I will still be here. If you are with me, I will treat you to eat pomegranates. Huge and plump red pomegranates, I’ll peel them all for you.”

Cen Shen listened, listened, he didn't know which nerve was touched by him, his eyes were sore for a moment.But he didn't lose his composure after all, looked at Huan Le calmly, and asked, "What do you like about me?"

Huan Le tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied sincerely: "You are good-looking. You are the prettiest person in the world."

The two held hands tightly, sweating from the heat, but they still didn't let go.

Cen Shen chuckled suddenly, as if he couldn't bear Huan Le's grogginess, so he turned his head away and remained silent.Huan Le climbed up the pole, sprinkled a bunch of flattering words, and successfully smacked Cen Shen's cheek, but he was not kicked away.

In fact, he ran away after kissing himself, and Cen Shen couldn't kick him at all.

"Okay." Cen Shen took the initiative to expose the trouble, and talked about the business.

Regarding Qiao Fengmian, although Huan Le was still wary of him, after two contacts, he basically ruled out the possibility of "the demon catcher harming his kind".Because of the wrong smell, the wolf dog smell left on Qiao Fengmian's body was not imprisoned.

Huan Le worked in Suzaku Terrace and had a unique sense of danger, but Qiao Fengmian did not give him this feeling.

Cen Shen thought about it for a moment, and finally adopted a direct and quick method - call Dongfeng Express, which is in charge of delivering the letter, and ask.

The courier came very quickly this time, and it was the blue bird from last time.He carelessly turned into a human and sat on the veranda, and asked: "Mr. Fu's reply letter hasn't come yet, what are you asking me to do this time? Let me tell you, I'm very busy."

Cen Shen cut to the chase: "Who is Qiao Fengmian?"

Qingniao raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You don't know?"

Cen Shen was even more surprised: "Should I know?"

Qingniao scratched her head, "Master Xiao Qiao is famous, are there any monsters in Sijiu City who don't know him?"

Joe?

When Cen Shen heard this title, he suddenly had a little impression.It seemed to be in the monster forum, he saw this name in popular posts when he was surfing the Internet occasionally.

Could that be Qiao Fengmian?

Huan Le was curious: "Then who is this little Qiao?"

Seeing that they really didn't know, Qingniao muttered to herself before explaining: "Didn't you ask me to send a letter last time? I went to find someone to inquire about Mr. Fu's whereabouts, and I was looking for fourth master. Fourth master, you always you know?"

One sentence from Si Ye exploded the dozing Agui, "The Great Demon King?"

"It's him." Qingniao looked at the two monsters and the turtle, feeling deeply that he seemed to have encountered some foreign monster, brushed off his cold sweat, and simply started from the beginning, "I said that you are local after all, what is the situation in Sijiu City now? , you should know, right? There are four districts in the southeast, northwest, and the east is respected, and there is a fourth master in the east. The north was originally Mr. Fu's territory, but Mr. Fu left the country decades ago, and now it is managed by the people below. The guy in the south... said he was crazy, and it’s unknown where he’s been suppressed so far. It’s hard to say. Master is here, something must happen. Logically speaking, since you live in this area, you should be more sensitive to things outside."

Hearing this, Huan Le suddenly thought of something, "Fourth Master... His name is Shang Si?"

Qingniao nodded, "That's him. Master Xiao Qiao belongs to the fourth master, and I happened to be there when I went to inquire about it. Oh, by the way, isn't Mr. Wu from Shanghai? Master Xiao Qiao is also from Shanghai. The characters may be familiar."

Cen Shen frowned: "How do you say that?"

Qingniao smiled, but did not dare to announce it loudly, and leaned close to Cen Shen and whispered: "Perhaps you didn't know Wu Chong'an in Shanghai back then, but you must know the young master of Qiao's mansion. The white peony in the underground world is not open now. Well. But he doesn't like being called that name."

As soon as he said that, Cen Shen understood that this matter might have to start with the craftsman's school.

Throughout the ages, there is actually no major distinction between craftsmen.In ancient times, most of the people treasured their own brooms, and the masters had their own schools, but there were a few of them who formed their own schools, but they didn't last long.

Until modern times, the outbreak of war caused the artisan circle to face a situation of lack of success.At this time, Western science and technology flooded again, so the craftsmen at that time, driven by the torrent of the times, formed two major schools, the North and the South.

The northern faction respects Mr. Fu, but does not have a standardized organization.

Nanpai Gongwei Craftsman Association, because the headquarters of the Craftsman Association was in Nanjing at that time.Later, Nanjing was not safe enough, and the headquarters of the Craftsman Association was bombed, so the craftsmen went to Shanghai again.

Wu Chongan is from Shanghai.

In the summer of 1937, at the third life and death meeting of the Datang Craftsmen Association, Wu Chongan was elected as the new president.The following year, Wu Chong'an strongly advocated the confluence of the north and the south, and went north in person.

Cen Shen heard all the above from his grandfather Cen Yushan.The vicissitudes of the world and the ups and downs of honor and disgrace in that era are remembered by almost every craftsman.

But Cen Shen suddenly thought of Liu Qi again, Liu Qi seemed... from the south too?

The author has something to say: Little wolf dog, big wolf dog, it depends on whose dog it is.

False queen, real queen, king anyway.

Written here, the third book, finally explained the basic structure hhhhh

"Study" is in the east; "Mr. Fu" is in the north;