Yingyang Bookstore, No. 48

During this period of time, every time Tai Yi woke up, his mind would be blank for a while.

It's so blank that I don't know who I am and where I am.

Fortunately, it was only for a while, Tai Yi reacted after leaning against the back of the bed for a while.

Like Lin Meng, Ying Ying was collected into a picture scroll and hung on the wall, and Tai Yi occasionally went back to the basement to have a look.

After the lingering incident ended, Xiaohan also disappeared, and there was no news at all. Tai Yi felt a little lost. The sister who grew up with him suddenly disappeared.

"I can assure you that nothing will happen to her, I just went to settle some of her private affairs." Xing Yang said.

Tai Yi curled his lips: "You should say goodbye to me for any personal matters."

Xing Yang patted him on the shoulder: "It's a private matter."

Tai Yi moved a small stool and sat by the door to help Aunt Ping pick bean sprouts. There was nothing to say about Aunt Ping's cooking, and Tai Yi sometimes flattered and helped with the work.

Xing Yang sat on the rocking chair to catch up on sleep, and Tai Yi occasionally secretly looked up at him.

Xing Yang, he looks like a dog, wearing small glasses is definitely the kind of abstinence that girls like nowadays; Tai Yi thought about how he felt towards Xing Yang at the beginning?

He's quite pretentious, and he loves to sleep. He can fall asleep after lying on the old man's chair for a while. Although he's pretending to be pretentious, he stretches out his hand very well. When he draws the knife, Tai Yi feels that his middle school soul is ignited, but with him Being together is indeed a feeling of fearlessness... When did you become so familiar with this Teacher Xing?

Tai Yi picked up a pot of bean sprouts and stood up and kicked Xing Yang: "Hey, get up and wash the vegetables."

Xing Yang opened his eyes and looked at him, then closed them again: "I fell asleep, I can't do anything."

Tai Yibai glanced at him and left.

This is great, very good!

Tai Yi's salary is calculated on a daily basis, which makes him feel embarrassed.

"I didn't do much here all day." Tai Yi said, "Aunt Ping, you gave too much."

Aunt Ping waved her hand: "It's okay, just take the flowers, Aunt Ping has nothing but money and time."

Tai Yi: "..."

In the evening Tai Yi Xing Yang sent Tai Yi home, Tai Yi looked at Yingyang Street, as if separated by bookstores, the front was brightly lit and bustling, but the back was dark and boundless, with only a few lights.

"Xing Yang, did I know you before?" Tai Yi suddenly asked looking at the darkness behind him.

"What?" Xing Yang walked ahead and couldn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, I want to go to Yingyang Street to have a look." Tai Yi said.

Xing Yang said: "There is nothing to see, don't disturb the people inside."

The two chatted while walking, and Tai Yi felt that after the lingering affair was over, his whole mood was different.

"Are there still black dragons?"

Xing Yang said: "Yes, how do you know about Black Dragon?"

Tai Yi said: "I've been having a strange dream for a while, dreaming that I'm riding a black dragon and flying all over the sky hahahaha."

Xing Yang said: "Then you are amazing, if you really see the sign of the black dragon, you should stay away from it."

Tai Yi said: "Oh~ I heard Sister Han said that where there is a black dragon, there will be disasters."

Xing Yang said: "It's not all because of this, but you should stay away from that for safety."

The two of them passed by a red-light district. Beautifully dressed and sexy women stood at the door or on the side of the road, smoking cigarettes and brushing their hair, and they shook hands provocatively at the two passing by.

Tai Yi glanced at them indifferently: "None of them look as good as Yingying."

Xing Yang made a "tss" and said, "Why, I forgot who was so frightened by her face that his legs went limp."

Tai Yi changed the subject: "I haven't asked you yet, where did you find Zhao Chenghai? Why did you have a hallucination? I didn't. We both smelled that smell."

Xing Yang replied one by one: "I don't know where Zhao Chenghai has gone. I can only be sure that he is hiding in this city. He and Yingying are cooperating. Yingying didn't take those people's essence and ran out of the basement that day." It was Zhao Chenghai who helped, so what I'm most worried about is what he's going to do with the essence of twelve people, as for the hallucination... I don't know, maybe it's his physique."

"Then what did you see? You were shaking terribly, and your clothes were wet with cold sweat."

"I saw you turned into a snake twisting and twisting before my eyes."

"……roll!"

Aunt Ping closed the store and Uncle Xing was playing with strange things on the coffee table. Skin lines and tiny pores could be vaguely seen on an old leather cushion. Aunt Ping took out a black scale and a pair of skin A bottle of blood, drop the blood on the scales and put it in the center of the leather pad. Uncle Xing used copper nails and red threads to form a strange formation on the leather pad.

"There is light! Look—!" Aunt Ping said.

A faint light flickered on the leather mat, and something like a map faintly appeared on the mat.

"This is...to the west, eh? Take a look, Xiaoping, is this near Tai Yi's house?" Uncle Xing said.

Aunt Ping calculated the distance and said, "It's about the same."

Uncle Xing's face became serious: "This time, something big is going to happen, and Xing Yang must be by Tai Yi's side."

The building of Tai Yi's house is the innermost part of the community, and there is a narrow alley away from the community behind. The moment Tai Yi drew the curtains, he felt a reflective light dazzle his eyes.

"Who is it at night, what a prank!" Tai Yi opened the curtains and looked across, there was nothing, and few lights in the opposite neighborhood were on at night.

But the feeling that someone was staring at you with sharp eyes never subsided. That night, Tai Yi dreamed of countless cold eyes like snake pupils looking at him, motionless.