what's weird

A heavy rain last night brought an early winter chill to Yicheng in early December. Major newspapers, radio stations, magazines and other news media began to warm up for the "Encounter" art exhibition held at the Yicheng Art Museum on January 24rd. The advertisements appeared in prominent positions in shopping malls, hotels and other places, and the LED screens scrolled [-] hours a day, and it became a hot topic in Yicheng without knowing it.

Feng Lin walked into the room with the newspaper, flipped through it and said, "This Fang Yubai is really amazing, and his name is everywhere now." He put the newspaper on the table, and the first page had a big and eye-catching title. Or an advertisement for an art exhibition.

Ye He took a look at it and said, "The price of his paintings at the auction house has doubled now."

"This is all a marketing tactic, just to increase the popularity of the exhibition!" Feng Lin said, "I heard his name when I was traveling abroad, and the international art circles spoke highly of him. I guess they want to take root in Yicheng."

"This Mr. Fang returned to China half a year ago." Yehe said while reading the newspaper.

"I've seen his paintings, and they are really good, especially artistic." Feng Lin sighed, "It's a pity that only a few people were invited to visit this art exhibition in the first three days, and an admission ticket on the Internet has been sold for nearly A thousand dollars."

For an art exhibition, the quality and atmosphere of the works are very important. Although "Encounter" has a seven-day period this time, the first three days are only open to VIPs who have received invitations. That is to say, the best works will be It will be exhibited during those three days. Doing so can attract celebrities and wealthy people who are interested in collecting and investing, and maximize business opportunities.

The shadows of the trees in the yard swayed, and the sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows hung with dark blue jacquard curtains, reflecting the shadows of the panes on the ground. Feng Ze sat on the sofa chair, the light and shadow outlined his profile, like a picture The most perfect painting.He was holding a thick book in his hand, which was an ancient book recording the Feng family's yin and yang arts. It included Fengshui, five elements, dream divination, and incantations. It was an important item passed down by the head of the family.

This book is very old, its pages are yellowed and damaged, and it is full of traces of time. Although many methods of performing spells have changed since then, to Feng Ze, it is not just a book, but the history of the Feng family .

When he heard Feng Lin's words, he raised his eyes slightly and said, "If you want to go, the invitation letter is on the table."

Feng Lin glanced subconsciously, and sure enough, he saw two invitation letters with moon-white gilt letters on the corners. The word "encounter" was elegant and lively.

"Yeah! Why did I forget, our eldest brother is also a famous figure in Yicheng!" Feng Lin picked it up and looked at it, and said strangely, "But why are there two? Who gave the other one? "

Feng Ze turned a page of the book, but didn't answer him.

"Brother, anyway, you haven't accepted any business recently, why don't we read it together?" Feng Lin ran over and put his arm on his shoulder and said, "You have read this old book hundreds of times, and you also read some other things. ah!"

Feng Ze picked up his hand and threw it away, and said with little interest: "If you feel bored, I can ask Yehe to arrange it for you. The Feng family is never short of business."

"Don't!" Feng Lin jumped three steps away, "I'd rather be idle!"

Because the injury on his hand hasn't healed yet, and Wang Le'an's Ping An buckle has consumed a lot of mana, Feng Ze has been closing his door to thank guests recently, everyone who came to visit was rejected by Ye He, Feng Lin was also happy and relaxed, How could he jump into the fire pit by himself?He shook the invitation letter in his hand, and said to Yehe: "Since the elder brother won't go, then the two of us will go!"

Without waiting for Yehe to speak, he stuffed the invitation letter into Yehe's hand and said with a big smile, "It's such a happy decision!"

Feng Lin has always done things like this, and Yehe has long been used to it. Although helpless, seeing an art exhibition is not a bad thing, so he didn't say anything.

"By the way, big brother, I'm going to open a part in the house in the east of the city in two days, you must come!" Feng Lin said excitedly.

Yehe remembered that he once said that he would introduce a girlfriend to Feng Ze, and he couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.Feng Ze didn't even raise his head, and said flatly: "It seems that you are really free, Ye He, if someone comes to the door later, let Feng Lin go to receive it."

Before Yehe could open his mouth, Feng Lin said earnestly, "Brother, I'm thinking about the Feng family! As the saying goes, start a family and start a business. You see, you have established such a big business, but you haven't settled down yet. I'm doing this. How can you rest assured about my brother? Don't worry, I guarantee that all the girls on this part are beautiful and gentle, you just sit there and choose carefully, you will definitely find the one you like!"

Feng Ze squinted at him: "So that's how it is."

His tone seemed calm, but Yehe couldn't help but take two steps back, and Feng Lin didn't notice the difference at all, and said to himself: "Our Feng family must choose the best one when we are looking for a mistress. , Only in this way can a smart child be born, who will carry forward the Feng family like a big brother in the future, how perfect!"

"It seems that you have planned my life for the next few decades." Feng Ze said with narrowed eyes.

"That's right! Let's not talk about anything else, I still have a hand with this pair of girls. Don't worry, big brother, no matter who you like, I promise to get you the phone!" Feng Lin said proudly.

"Oh? Do you want me to set up two tables of wine to thank you?" Feng Ze had a smile on his face, and Ye He had already retreated behind the table.

There was an oppressive low air pressure in the room, Feng Lin glanced left and right, and finally felt something was wrong, he smiled, and while stepping back, he waved his hands and said, "No, no, I... I was just joking, hehehe."

"Yehe, go and get the customer information accumulated in the past few days." Feng Ze said the last four words lightly, "Leave it to Feng Lin and help him finish these things."

"No, brother!" Feng Lin wailed.

Yehe had already taken out a stack of papers that were [-] to [-] centimeters thick from the study. Feng Lin looked at him and then at the indifferent Feng Ze, so he had to accept his fate and said dejectedly, "If I had known earlier, I would have told you Yi Zhi went back to his hometown to play for a few days, he must be so happy now that he doesn't even return a single phone call."

"What did you say?" Feng Ze frowned.

"Yi Zhi! I called him twice yesterday, but no one answered, and he hasn't answered any of them." Feng Lin said a little dissatisfied, "When he comes back, I must give him a good meal! "

Holding the stack of materials, he muttered while walking upstairs to the room.

And Feng Ze's complexion sank at this moment.

Gu Yizhi fell into a drowsy sleep, vaguely heard someone calling him, opened his eyes with difficulty, Yu Qianqian's delicate face gradually appeared in sight, and said with concern: "Yizhi, I boiled ginger for you." Soup, let’s drink it first.”

An old-fashioned lamp hangs from the ceiling of the room, and the wall of the lamp is wrapped in a layer of black dirt, making the light even more dim.Gu Yizhi sat up and looked around. His head hurt a little and his body was numb. Could it be that he really had a cold?

Yu Qianqian handed him the hot ginger soup in her hand: "Wen Hao said you were not feeling well, I guess it was because of the rain, so I boiled this bowl of ginger soup for you, you can drink it."

The bowl is an old-fashioned white porcelain bowl with a wide mouth and a narrow bottom. It looks old. There is a thin crack on the wall of the bowl, and a few slices of ginger sink to the bottom of the bowl, emitting white smoke upwards.Gu Yizhi took it and took a sip, his mouth was filled with the strong smell of old ginger, he couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Where are Wen Hao and Yuan Feng?"

"Outside, Uncle Zhang said to let them help repair the house." Yu Qianqian said.

"I'll go and have a look too." Gu Yizhi got up and said.

The village was still very quiet, the sky was gray and there was no sunshine, Zhang Bo stood in the yard with a wooden ladder on the wall, Li Wenhao stood on the ladder carrying mud, Yuan Feng squatted on the roof to repair the leak with a shovel.Gu Yizhi looked up and asked loudly, "Do you need me to go up and help?"

"No, we can do it! Hey, Yizhi, do you feel better?" Li Wenhao turned around and asked.

"What's wrong with me?" Gu Yizhi was at a loss.

"Last night you fainted just after entering the door, which shocked us all!" Li Wenhao said while passing mud to Yuan Feng, "There is no doctor in this village. Fortunately, Yuan Feng brought emergency medicine in his bag, or we I really don't know what to do."

faint?

How come he has no impression at all?

Gu Yizhi rubbed his head in distress, Zhang Bo looked at him with cloudy eyes, and his dry skin formed deeper wrinkles due to his smile: "Young man, you should exercise well."

"That's right, you are a policeman, how can you just faint when you say you faint!" Li Wenhao turned his head and shouted at him.

Gu Yizhi smiled a little embarrassedly, seeing that he couldn't help here, he said, "I'll go for a walk in the village."

"I'll go too!" Yu Qianqian was feeling bored, and hurriedly chased after her.

This village is very small, there are only a dozen or twenty households at a glance, most of them are red brick one-story houses. The villagers leaned against their door, with their hands in their sleeves, staring at the two strange young people indifferently.The road paved with yellow mud was inlaid with uneven stones, and a few native cats squatted in the corner, raising their heads and barking lazily when they heard footsteps.

"Don't they all have to work?" Yu Qianqian asked strangely.

"Maybe it's not the busy farming season." Gu Yizhi said.

"This place is really backward, there is nothing!" Yu Qianqian said angrily, "I have all my cosmetics in the car, and these people are still staring at me like this, they must be laughing at me for being ugly!"

"How could it be?" Although her face was a little pale, in Gu Yizhi's view, she was really no different from before.

"You don't know that cosmetics are a woman's second face and a weapon to maintain confidence!" Yu Qianqian said exaggeratedly, "You men will definitely not understand how important cosmetics are to women."

Gu Yizhi smiled and said nothing.

She is Li Wenhao's girlfriend, if you talk too much with her, it will be bad.

"Yi Zhi, Wen Hao said that you are a policeman in Yicheng, so do you often encounter extremely dangerous things?" Yu Qianqian has a lively and straightforward personality, saying whatever comes to her mind, and never caring so much.

If we talk about the most dangerous thing, of course, when dealing with zombies in Huating Mountain, at least no matter how vicious the gangsters are, they are still within the scope of human capabilities, while zombies are completely beyond common sense.

Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Feng Ze's injury, should I call and ask?

Gu Yizhi hesitated for a moment, subconsciously reached into his pocket to search, but the phone was gone.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Yu Qianqian asked strangely.

"The phone may have been dropped in the house." Gu Yizhi said.

"I brought it, use mine." Yu Qianqian took out her mobile phone from the small bag she was carrying, but there was a conspicuous red cross on the signal bar, "Hey, why is there no signal?"