Ding Zhou Ji

With a big head, a small body, an upturned tail, and fins on both sides, plus a thin line on the top of the head, a whale swimming and spraying water is lifelike under an ordinary small sharp knife. Gradually present.

The hand holding the blade is slender and stable.The person who holds the blade is indifferent but focused.

Desk, coffee table, glazed lamp.A few potted flowers, a few pictures, and a few books.The layout is simple, yet elegant, except that there are no water stains all over the floor, the mess all over the house, and the big human-shaped hole on the door.

Shui Yanhuan was so frightened by the palm-sized rough wood carving of a whale that he plunged into the inner lake of the villa, and never showed his head again; It was the magic weapon that she relied on to turn defeat into victory in the future; so Yin Fuque had no choice but to change another bedroom and continue to work on this little gadget that she made on a whim.

The thunder gradually slowed down, the rain gradually weakened, the original sound of thousands of horses together, has now become a low-pitched chant.In this way, these knocks, which were not light or heavy, could easily reach the ears of the people in the house.

"Come in!" Yin Fuque raised his head and raised his voice, with a deep smile on his face.He secretly said in his heart: Sure enough, when he is in a good mood, etiquette will follow.

Xiao Yimo, who had changed into his third clothes this day, pushed the door open and entered, first put the umbrella in his hand by the door, then gently closed the two door panels, and then he quickly walked to the bank and watched with a smile. His own Yin Fuque came over.

A head of blue silk that had just been washed was casually draped over her shoulders and hung down to her waist.On the plain face stained with a few drops of rain, there is a smile.

"Are you ready?" Before reaching the table, he asked impatiently.

"A few more minor repairs, it's almost done." Yin Fuque pointed to the small round stool next to the tea table with his eyes: "Please Miss Xiao stay here for a while."

Without saying a word, Xiao Yimo dragged the stool to Yin Fuque's side, and sat quietly, watching the magic of an ordinary log under the knife, with a face full of admiration.

"There's a clean towel over there. Go and wipe your face first." Yin Fuque didn't stop.Said softly.

"No, no, no. It's just a few drops of water accidentally splashed when closing the umbrella." Xiao Yimo wiped it on his face nonchalantly.And curiously asked: "Who did you learn this skill from?"

"A few years ago, due to the occasional heavy rain in the mountains, I stayed at an old carpenter's house for a few days. I had nothing to do. I learned a little from him."

"Wow! The fur is so powerful. Isn't that old carpenter amazing?"

"En. The old man's woodcarving skill is indeed a master." Yin Fuque's expression remained calm.As if he was just talking about the most commonplace thing.

Xiao Yimo couldn't help but widen his eyes.He seemed very surprised: "How could a character like him hide in the mountains?...And you actually met him by such a coincidence?"

"The countryside and mountains of the land of Kyushu are full of talented people who hide their secrets. Some of them are quiet in nature and don't like the noise of the world; Amazing talent and learning, handed over to mountains, streams, ancient roads and deserts. As for why I came across it..."

Handed the finally completed wooden little whale to Xiao Yimo who was listening intently.Yin Fuque smiled lightly and said, "There are more places to go, so naturally there will be more strange people of all kinds!"

As if fascinated, Xiao Yimo still rested his chin on his hands.He tilted his head and asked softly, "Have you... been to many places?"

"After traveling around for ten years, although I dare not say that I have set foot on every inch of my homeland, it can be said that I have seen the customs and customs of all parts of Kyushu, and I have seen the picturesque mountains and rivers of my homeland." Yin Fuque There was a warm smile on his lips and the corners of his eyes, as if he was recalling those beautiful and magnificent mountains and rivers, and those simple and tenacious people were the greatest rare treasure in his eyes, and the most worthwhile piece in his heart Guardian of the sacred.

When Xiao Yimo heard the words, he also had the color of longing: "Then you must know a lot of interesting people. Have you seen a lot of interesting things? That's great..."

"Okay?..." Yin Fuque murmured softly: "In the future, you will be like me..." Immediately, the flash of sadness and unbearableness disappeared, and he jokingly said: "Okay, my task of helping the evildoers is finally completed, and the rest is up to you two!"

"Fuck you, what does it mean to help the evildoer?!" Xiao Yimo gave him an angry look, and took the small and exquisite wood carving.Yu played with his hands carefully: "So this is a whale? It looks cute with a big head and a small body! Could it be a very ferocious animal? It can scare a big rascal into such a virtue... ..."

Yin Fuque shook his head slightly: "As far as I know, although whales are a bit large in size, most of them have a docile temperament, and rarely attack people actively. And..." Habitually, he used his knuckles to gently buckle Looking at the table, he pondered and said slowly: "The one we saw on the sea tonight, according to my guess, should be only two or three meters at most. Logically speaking, people who often swim in the sea should not Such fear is..."

"He's even afraid of this, let alone a living thing several meters long!" Xiao Yimo raised the object in his palm high.He pursed his lips in disdain.Inserted a sentence.

Yin Fuque put the knife into the pen holder by his elbow, and said with a smile: "That's right. Sometimes people are afraid of some inexplicable things." As he spoke, he deliberately turned his gaze to a little flying bird standing on the wall. Insects, with a careless and leisurely look: "For example, what worms, ghosts, chickens, dogs, water snakes..."

Xiao Yimo was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was laughing at himself. He couldn't help being anxious and annoyed, and retorted: "Nonsense! I wasn't afraid of those! Also, I just opened the door because , I saw two big snakes opening their mouths to spit apricots at me, but I didn't see the big rogue who was catching them behind, so I panicked for a while and rushed out of the door!..."

"Oh... so that's the case..." Yin Fuque nodded as if he understood very well, and then looked at Xiao Yimo's flushed cheeks with a smile: "However, he is also the well-known patriarch of the Shui clan who is famous all over the world." , You are such a big rogue, and you are called a big rogue short, it seems... a little bit inappropriate, right?..."

"What's wrong? He is absolutely! He didn't say a word of truth, just like that night, he didn't bump in by accident, but lurked in the water premeditatedly. What are you going to do..."

Yin Fuque's expression, which seemed to be surprised to explore, but more like knowing it clearly, made Xiao Yimo suffocate with a guilty conscience: "I... I think he doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions...so at that time I just... didn't tell you..."

"Before forming an alliance, it is normal for him to come to investigate in person." Yin Fuque, however, seemed to be indifferent, and lightly revealed the matter with a light smile, neither seeming to feel the slightest surprise nor I don't intend to go any further.

Xiao Yimo suddenly felt a little depressed for no reason, and muttered in a low voice: "You always act like you know everything, and you can calculate everything... Then..." He lowered his head, caressing the wood carving in his hand absently, like Not daring to look into Yin Fuque's eyes: "About the dragon driver... do you already know... or... about the dragon god and the nine sons of the dragon... you actually..."

Lies, whether well-intentioned or malicious, will always bring only suspicion and suspicion.

Yin Fuque sat on the back of the chair tiredly, stroked his forehead and looked at Xiao Yimo's uneasiness and uneasiness, a helpless and bitter smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.After a short moment of silence, he took a deep breath and sat up straight, as if he wanted to say something to the person in front of him.

However, his originally clear and soft eyes froze suddenly, and he said teasingly: "I am not a god, nor a monster, how can I know everything!" Although the eyes were full of coldness, there was a strong smile in his words : "If we really have the ability of this magic fortune teller, how can we all be drenched into three drowned rats today?"

Xiao Yimo raised his head, looked at the magnanimity between his brows, hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile, and said in a low voice: "It's not unreasonable..."

"Okay, you must be very tired after tossing around all night." Yin Fuque stood up slowly: "Go back and drink a bowl of ginger soup and have a good night's sleep... Oh yes, remember Dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will catch a cold easily, and you might have a headache tomorrow." He said something, and Xiao Yimo nodded in response, and after Yingying finished urging, the two walked to the door.

He leaned over to pick up the umbrella, and opened the door again. Yin Fuque looked at the dripping rain outside: "This rain comes and goes quickly. It will stop after a while. Anyway, there is only a small courtyard, I also I won’t send you off. You walk slowly, be careful of slippery roads.”

Xiao Yimo took the umbrella handle from his hand, looked up at his leisurely and indifferent expression.The eyes that were originally clear to the bottom seemed to be covered with a faint mist.In the end, he just nodded lightly with a smile, turned around and left without saying anything.

Watching her figure gradually disappear into the pattering rain curtain, Yin Fuque's expression also changed to a bottomless calm.

Standing with hands behind their backs, facing the air where there seems to be only fine rain strings, he raised his breath and said in a deep voice:

"Although the rain is light, the cold air is still pressing. Why don't you go into the house, drink tea and have a chat with candles?"