Who is not a fairy?

Sooner or later, Song Yu reflexively hit an elbow, and the people behind him obviously didn't expect it, and received the elbow firmly. At the same time, they went up to the elbow and covered Song Yu's mouth.

He Xu quickly whispered in his ear, "It's me."

With a good temper like Song Yu, he couldn't help but want to beat him up.

However, seeing He Xu's face under the hazy moonlight, Song Yu thought that his back elbow had no strength at all, and that He Xu's chest was already blue. He was distressed and angry at the same time, and finally he just gave He Xu a look and gave up.

At the moment, both of them were at the corner of the second floor, and the candle was placed in the crack under the stairs, so it was unclear, He Xu nodded to Song Yu, and the two walked down silently.

When he was about to reach the bottom of the building, Song Yu could see clearly that it was not one candle, but two candles, which were inserted on both sides of the pot of leftovers respectively. There was a black candle holder at the bottom of the candle, with four legs growing from it. .

If this plate of leftovers were replaced by a large elbow, it would be a lot like... worship.

In this way, the God of Wealth is not enshrined in Yinghong Hotel.

Based on his limited experience, many small shops will offer offerings, not necessarily the God of Wealth, but there will always be some mascots, such as beckoning cats, lucky dolls and the like.

But Yinghong Hotel has nothing.

According to the social habits of Xinghan County, this is not normal.

He Xu suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes lightly, raised his chin, and Song Yu looked in the direction he was pointing, and could not help but gasp: there is a person sitting there!

I was attracted by the weird rotten rice just now, but I didn't notice that there was a person sitting in the corner.

A woman with her head down and waist-length hair was sitting cross-legged at the moment, her hair hanging down in front, almost covering her face, at first glance she looked like a ferocious female ghost.

Song Yu looked behind her almost reflexively, and he was relieved when he saw the blurry shadow dancing with the candlelight.

This scene was both disgusting and weird, and it made people feel nauseated and their hairs stood on end. Song Yu winked at He Xu and asked him what to do.

He Xu blinked, and pulled the hem of his clothes to the side to wait and see what happened.

When the phone displayed twelve o'clock, the woman moved suddenly, stretched out both hands, crushed out the candle, then brushed her hair, clipped the candle, and left with a pot of leftovers.

Song Yu suspected that the woman had discovered them just now, but He Xu obviously didn't care, so he followed behind him, watching the woman go to the back kitchen to empty out a large pot of kitchen waste, pack it in a garbage bag, and throw it away. Go outside and walk into the two bungalows in the backyard.

He Xu wanted to follow again, but unfortunately the two dogs woke up as soon as they entered the backyard, and they had no choice but to give up.

The autumn wind at night was already quite the size of a northwest wind. He Xu, who was going downstairs in his shirt, rubbed his arms and felt his shoulders sink. Song Yu unbuttoned his coat and covered him.

He Xu glanced at Song Yu, who only had a white T-shirt left, and said, "I'm not a little girl."

Song Yu tilted his head slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Huh?"

He Xu decided to shut up.

The two went upstairs shivering, and quickly got into the bed to warm up. Song Yu was facing He Xu with bright eyes, and seemed to have something to say.

He Xu said mercilessly: "Sleep, let's talk about something tomorrow."

Song Yu had no choice but to close his eyes unwillingly.

He Xu slept very lightly that night, afraid of any accidents, but apart from bumping into that unbelievable woman, there was no other movement.

When He Xu got out of bed early in the morning, Song Yu was still lying on the bed by accident. Generally speaking, Song Yu got up earlier than him.

With his toothbrush in his mouth, he heard Song Yu knock on the door.

"Come in." He Xu said vaguely.

As soon as he saw Song Yu's face, he was so happy that he almost swallowed the foam of toothpaste. Song Yu had two big dark circles under his eyes, his eyelids were drooping, and a pair of radiant eyes exuded a sluggish light at the moment , a radius of five meters can be affected.

It was the first time he saw Song Yu showing such an expression.

He Xu poked Song Yu with his elbow: "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Song Yu shook his head, washed his face with a towel, and then took out the razor.

He Xu stared at Song Yu in the mirror, and suddenly asked abruptly, "Isn't he scared?"

Song Yu shook his hand, and a bloodstain was drawn on his chin.

He Xu: "..."

"That woman should be the proprietress. You saw it yesterday. She has legs and shadows."

Song Yu remained silent, wiped away the bloodstains with his thumb, and prepared to continue shaving with composure. He Xu suddenly stretched out his hand and held his hand holding the razor.

Song Yu's hand moved slightly.

This force can be regarded as a refusal to welcome, of course he didn't break free, He Xu frowned and took the razor over, shaved him well, then told him to wash his face, and left the bathroom by himself.

When I came back again, I took a stack of paper towels and a band-aid in my hand, blotted up the water around the wound, and put a band-aid on the wound that was still oozing blood.

Song Yu rubbed his chin in embarrassment, and had nothing to say: "Didn't you say that the bandage covers the wound, which is not conducive to healing?"

He Xu: "It is not conducive to healing, but now you are still bleeding, this can stop the bleeding, and take it off after the bleeding stops."

Song Yu let out an "oh".

After washing up, I went downstairs to have breakfast.

Yinghong Hotel was short-staffed, and the front desk worked part-time to deliver food. As soon as they brought two bowls of millet porridge, He Xu stopped her.

"Beauty, I want to ask you something."

A "beauty" was heard along with the cry of the magpie on the branch, and she heard the waiter. She brushed her hair, put on a graceful posture, and asked delicately, "Handsome, what's the matter?"

The waist is exquisite and the curves are uneven, but unfortunately no one appreciates it. He Xu and Song Yu looked at each other and planned to get straight to the point: "We went downstairs at eleven o'clock last night."

As soon as the words were finished, the waiter's hand shook and almost knocked over the porridge.

She raised her head with a white face: "You..."

He Xu interrupted her: "We saw it. That should be your lady boss, right? She has long hair reaching her waist, put a pile of leftover food and rotten vegetables in a steel basin, and placed two candles, sitting there with a ghostly look , almost scared me to death! What is going on with your hotel!"

He slapped the table emphatically.

It is human nature to watch the bustle. The rest of the diners were not only not worried when they heard the loud noise at first, but turned their heads happily. by the side of the clothes.

"Let everyone judge me! If you don't make it clear, I will refund the money!"

As He Xu's voice rose, someone was already stretching his neck to look around. The waiter gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I see, you come with me."

The waiter walked in front, He Xu and Song Yu walked behind, Song Yu glanced at He Xu, the bitter, calculating face just now had disappeared, and the three-pointed smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, it was a trickster who had succeeded proud.

Song Yu looked at him and couldn't help but also smiled.

The waiter led them to the end of the corridor, next to the storage room, where they would not be afraid of being overheard.

She lowered her head, thought for a while, and then said, "Actually...you all know about it, this is the custom of my boss's family, and the sky sacrifices to people."

"Heaven sacrifices people?"

"Yeah, people have always sacrificed to the sky, but the proprietress is the other way around, let the sky sacrifice to people. Normally, no matter how crazy a person is, it's like: 'Heaven is the boss, he is the second child', but the proprietress doesn't think so , She thinks that God has to follow people's ideas, what people want to do, God has to do."

"Generally, there is a God of Wealth in the store, and some apples to worship. The proprietress thinks that since God is a servant of a man, there is no need to eat good food, just eat some leftovers from the man."

In a small feudal county like Lianghan County, this idea was outrageous, and it was no wonder that her parents-in-law went away in anger.

Seeing that they didn't respond, the waiter hurriedly said: "She does this occasionally. Besides, these are all feudal sayings. It's what age it is now, so don't take it to heart. If it's really uncomfortable...I'll call you fold!"

He Xu rolled his eyes, and asked calmly, "If I tell the story, everyone in your hotel will run away, right?"

The waiter lowered his head, his eyes were already red, and Song Yu couldn't see him, so he tugged at his sleeves.

He Xu snorted coldly, thinking that this guy knows how to be sympathetic and caring for women, even though he is so slanderous, he still accepts it as soon as he sees it: "I know, we won't talk about it, don't worry. Your lady boss will come out for a while at night, ordinary people Woolen cloth?"

"In the back house, I don't know." She bent her head and wiped her tears.

Song Yu pulled his sleeve harder.

He Xu glared at him, and said to the waiter, "I see, you can go now."

The two returned to the living room. Some people wanted to find out what the waiter said, but He Xu blocked them back fiercely. When walking outside, they should avoid bumping into the thorn head.

After drinking the porridge, they went back to the room. After He Xu washed his clothes, he saw Song Yu sitting by the bed, writing and drawing in the small book.

He Xu leaned over to look.

Song Yu wrote a big "Heaven Sacrifice People" on the left page, and drew a circle, and wrote "Heavenly Demon" on the right, with an arrow in the middle.

This amount of knowledge can be clearly remembered even if you don't write it down. He Xu didn't understand why he wanted to write it down.

"What's wrong?" He Xu asked.

Song Yu pointed to the word "Tian Chong" and said: "When we went to the noodle shop, the waiter said that the ordinary ones are easy to deal with, but if it's a 'Tian Chong', it's useless to anyone, but according to the folk saying Originally, the heavens caused chaos, why did they deliberately distinguish a 'heavenly ghost'?"

He Xu: "Who told you that it was a natural disaster?"

"Is not it?"

It was only then that He Xu recalled a lot of his knowledge, which he had accumulated in half a year: "Ordinary troubles are usually caused by ghosts... Do you know what 'demons and ghosts' are?"

Song Yu hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the ceiling.

He Xu sighed: "Demons are generally non-human things that have been cultivated to become spirits; demons are human beings who have done bad things and become demons; ghosts are the souls of dead people; monsters, this should be a strange creature."

"Of these four, 'devil' and 'ghost' are evolved from humans, and 'monster' and 'weird' are barely on par with God, but only a little bit," He Xu paused, " Oh, by the way, God you can understand it as nature."

Song Yu asked: "Aren't people a part of nature?"

"Humans or mammals, we introduce ourselves as 'humans'."

He Xu changed his cross-legged position: "We are not so much a part of nature, but rather a part of anti-nature."

"Now so many sandstorms, smog, and mudslides are all made by ourselves. They have a virgin land, and we have changed it here and there. Building a building here, paving a road there, isn't it against nature? But what is it? Speaking of which, the development of civilization is bound to be in opposition to nature, and we can only say to strike a balance, everyone takes a step back and lives in peace, if it is too much, it will be like that, here, so much dust."

Song Yu nodded: "Understood."

He Xu, however, became addicted: "However, it is usually a large-scale and vague measure, such as the sandstorm just mentioned. I have never heard of such a clear and malicious targeting of an individual. It's a bit like what I saw before. The novel, the "Night Watchman" trilogy, have you read it?"

Song Yu shook his head.

"It says: The universe is a big villain, with deep malice towards human beings. Of course, human beings can't defeat it. They simply simulate illusions in frozen sleep, dreaming of a leisurely high school life, a false peace. There are , take a look at it some other day, it’s really pretty..."

Song Yu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"You just said that people who can't be beaten start to dream?"

"Yeah, it's a self-protection mechanism, what's wrong?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes: "If, as you said, the proprietress' son is attacked by natural malice, then he should also have a protective mechanism..."

He Xu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood.

"He wasn't violated at all, but he took the initiative to become like this!"

In this way, the problem is easily solved.

Why is it useless for him to summon the soul, because his soul has never been far away, it has always been in his body!