Half Demon and Half Mountain

Huan Le, whose parcel was stolen, became a pauper, and became even more clingy to Cen Shen.On the way back to Beijing from Xi'an, he never took his eyes off Cen Shen, staring at him while eating, sleeping, even going to the toilet.

Cen Shen seemed to be under the illumination of a one-kilowatt searchlight all the time, and every cell had nothing to hide.

Irritable, want to smoke, want to hit people.

After finally arriving in Beijing, Cen Shen's dark circles became heavier, and his eyes were as cold as knives.A Gui didn't dare to touch him at this moment, only Huan Le, ignorant and fearless, followed closely behind.

Cen Shen's home is in a place called Xizi Hutong in Xicheng District. There is a small one-story house with a yard deep in the alley.This is not only his home, but also his shop, a sundry store called "Qi".

Huan Le is very curious about everything in the Hutong. Since entering here, it's like walking into another wonderful world.

Compared with the strange skyscrapers and all kinds of unimaginable means of transportation that I saw when I came all the way just now, everything here, whether it is wall bricks with old memories, selling pancakes There are still small advertisements posted on the window of the fruit, and the atmosphere of the market is even more intoxicating.

For a young man from the Tang Dynasty, both Beijing and Beiping are unfamiliar.He saw the world with a new eye, and was so amazed that Cen Shen thought he lived in some extraordinary place.

And people in Xizi Hutong will also remember this day, a handsome young man in a blue shirt broke into here as if breaking the barrier of time, he was looking at the scenery, and everyone in the scenery was looking at him.

"Wow, it's really different here." Huan Le sniffed his dog's nose, keenly smelling the lingering evil spirit in the air.Compared with the wide avenue and bustling bustling area outside, the evil spirit here is stronger.

There are many monsters in the alley, Huan Le can tell, almost all of them are little monsters, a mixed bag of fish and dragons.The breath of the demon and the breath of man are fully fused together, there is me in you, and you in me, forming a unique flavor.

Cen Shen's shop is in the deepest place, and on the log plaque is written a chubby golden word "ware", which is quite different from his own style.

Open the door and enter into a small courtyard, half green brick and half earth, a huge eucalyptus tree is higher than the courtyard wall, higher than the roof, poking its head out from the cracks in the city, covering half of the sun.

Cen Shen made concessions to the tree that was old enough to be his grandfather, and instead used a large area of ​​floor-to-ceiling glass to make up for the lack of lighting.The narrow veranda also retains the original color of the logs, which is very close to daylight.

Apart from the bathroom, there are only three rooms in total. The largest one is used as a studio, the smaller one is used as a kitchen, and the rest are used as bedrooms.There is only room for a bed and a wardrobe in the bedroom, and the beige curtains are opened, and the wind in the courtyard is almost at your fingertips.

Huan Le was surprised, because this small and comfortable room did not match Cen Shen at all.Walking into the largest studio, the wooden shelves are of different heights and well arranged, there are some greenery on the table, and there are two or three paintings on the wall.

All kinds of exquisite objects can be found almost everywhere.

"Don't touch it indiscriminately." Youyou's voice startled Huan Le.

Huan Le quickly chased him out, followed Cen Shen all the way into the kitchen, and asked, "Where do I sleep?"

Cen Shen didn't even lift his head: "Find a way by yourself."

"Then where does Agui sleep?"

"Let him take you to see it himself."

Hearing this, Huan Le turned around and ran away again, as if he had endless energy.

Agui slept in a glass water tank at the entrance of the studio, some stones were laid in the water tank, and two goldfish accompanied him.At this time, Agui had already entered, and while paddling slowly, he told Huan Le: "Listen to me, you go and buy a hammock. When you fall asleep, it's like swinging on a swing. That's what Xiaolongnv does. Sleeping on only one rope, it's awesome."

Huan Le asked, "Little Dragon Girl? Is that the daughter of a Dragon King?"

"Uh..." Agui turned over, "It's next door to Shichahai."

Huan Le nodded, thoughtfully.Of course he knew that Agui was always fooling him, he was very smart, but after seeing this small courtyard, he couldn't help but reflect on his behavior of relying on Cen Shen.

Cen Shen... is really poor!

The house is so small, it can't be compared with his big house, and the yard where the maids live is bigger than this.But now he has become a pauper, and he can only live on the streets if he leaves here.

How much does a hammock cost?

Huan Le sat cross-legged on the veranda alone, thinking about this question seriously.So when Cen Shen came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee, what he saw was him looking up at the toon tree in a daze.

His hair was really long, and when he raised his head up like this, it almost fell to the floor.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the boy patted his forehead angrily.

Cen Shen was so startled that the coffee in his hand shook, and he felt that after going to Xi'an, he suddenly became a little nervous.With a dark face, he turned and entered the bedroom, but within a few seconds, Huan Le's face appeared on the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at Cen Shen eagerly through the glass eyes.

"My clothes were all in the package and they were stolen together..."

Cen deeply rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his head hurt.

Half an hour later, Cen Shen still took Huan Le out - to buy clothes.It wasn't that he suddenly showed kindness, but that Huan Le had been squatting outside his glass wall and watching him, making it impossible to ignore.

He wants to shop online, but there is no way to guarantee that he will get the goods before tonight. Compared to letting Huan Le walk the bird at his house, or wear his clothes, he would rather go this way.

When he walked to the nearby clothing store, Cen Shen felt that he had only his last breath left, so his face was extremely ugly.Going to sit on the sofa in the store, the dead air exuding from all over the body made people shy away.

The clerk's sister was very enthusiastic about Huan Le, and she built him a set after another, all of which were youthful and trendy.Cen Shen didn't bother to look at it, his eyes were closed and he didn't respond, his pale face was delicate and frail under the light.

"Does your leg still hurt?" The careful concern made his eyelashes tremble.

He opened his eyes, looked at the completely new Huan Le, but didn't speak.His leg doesn't hurt much anymore, the wound has scabbed and will heal soon, but why should he speak out to comfort the other party?

Let him die.

Cen Shen swiped his card to check out expressionlessly, and bought all four sets of clothes recommended by the clerk just now, and found underwear and socks in the store with ease.

Huan Le was very happy, but he was a little bit sorry, after all, Cen Shen was very poor, so he decided to eat less for dinner.

On the way home, the two passed another barber shop.This shop is called Junjun Barbershop, the owner is also a monster, and Cen Shen is a frequent customer of his shop.

He originally wanted Huan Le to cut his hair along the way, so as not to get foam everywhere when washing his hair, but then he thought about it, parents in ancient times paid attention to body, hair, skin and skin, so he gave up.

Huan Le didn't know that her hair had escaped a catastrophe, so she followed Cen Shen with big bags and small bags to show her courteousness.

"Are you tired from walking?"

"Do you want me to carry you?"

"..."

Cen Shen bought a pancake to plug his mouth, threw him a new quilt when he got home, let him sleep on the sofa in the studio, and then locked the bedroom, saying goodbye to him completely.

Agui spit bubbles freely in the water tank, and said, "Young man, keep up the good work, I think you have a bright future."

"I have a future?"

"Yeah, you're the first one to occupy his place and not be kicked out but to be served, work harder, and in a few days you'll be able to tell him that coffee can't be drunk as water or eaten as a meal .”

What coffee is, Huan Le doesn't know, but he knows how bad Cen Shen's eating habits are, and he doesn't see how much he eats throughout the day.

He nodded thoughtfully again, hugged the quilt and lay down on the sofa, ushering in the first night in his new home.

The surroundings are silent, the hustle and bustle of the market is separated from the courtyard wall, so quiet that only the salsa of the wind blowing the leaves echoes in this small world.

The black tree shadows reflected various strange shapes on the glass.

Huan Le suffered from insomnia for the first time, and with a little bit of confusion about the future and discomfort with the soft sofa, he looked at the moon until the early morning.

The modern moon seems to be no different from that of the Tang Dynasty.

His thoughts gradually sank, and Huan Le finally fell asleep, until early the next morning, he was kicked off the sofa by a ruthless and cruel person.

"Hey." Huan Le sat on the ground with a dazed expression.

There was a "ding dong" doorbell in the courtyard, and Cen Shen, who sat back at the workbench and picked up the blueprint, said without looking back, "Go and open the door."

Huan Le scratched his hair and ran to open the door in a daze, but didn't see anyone.He looked around again, but he didn't find any figure. When he was about to close the door, he found a small bamboo basket at the door.

Inside the small bamboo basket was a strange little iron box and a piece of paper.

Huan Le repeatedly confirmed that there was only a small bamboo basket here, and then went back to Cen Shen with the basket suspiciously: "There is only this thing outside."

Cen Shen only glanced at it, but he seemed to understand in his heart: "Let's put it there."

Huan Le was still a little curious: "What do the words on the note mean?"

There are only two words on the note, trouble, and the signature is two distorted characters that Huan Le can't recognize - Wu.

Cen Shen didn't answer, Agui stuck out of the water and said, "That must be Mr. Wu from next door coming again."

Huan Le: "The gentleman next door? Then why doesn't he come in?"

Agui shook his head inscrutablely: "Mr. Wu is a Mr. who does not exist. Next door is an empty house that has been abandoned for a long time. No one lives there at all."

"No one?" Huan Le was surprised: "Where did that thing come from? It can't be conjured out of thin air, right? There's still a signature."

"Then aren't you also a living person? Young man, there are so many wonders in the world, you don't know, but you haven't seen it yet." Master Agui slowly climbed out of the water tank, and he loved to spread the water outside the tank cleanly. He wiped his feet on the towel he was wearing.

Huan Le could only lament once again that modern times are really different from the Tang Dynasty, and his eyes couldn't help but look over the courtyard wall, trying to get a glimpse of the situation next door.

At this moment, a faint quarrel suddenly came from the next door.

"It must be Mrs. Wang who quarreled with his wife again because of those potted flowers. The old man was obsessed with singing some time ago, and he had to open his voice early in the morning. The old lady thought he sang too badly, so she gave all her flowers to him. I'm singing." Agui timely explained to Huan Le: "Oh, by the way, Mrs. Wang lives on the east side, Mr. Wu lives on the west side, you misread the place just now, young man."

Huan Le no longer knew what expression to put on, and subconsciously turned to look at Cen Shen.

Cen Shen took out the radio from the basket, met his gaze, and said, "I'm just a repairman."