Wanjie takeaway

Fu Snake drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, squinting her eyes as if being so hot.

Wei Dao was sitting on the recliner behind the counter, and Wei Jiaojiao was lying in the corner behind the counter.

The boat beneath him swayed on the ferocious waves, and Wei Jiaojiao responded with a whimper.

In the blink of an eye, the boat from the sea surface landed on the smooth land.

This is Fu Snake's hometown, the world where Wei Dao kills strange snakes.

"You should go back."

Wei Dao looked at Fu Snake.

Fu She drank a jar of wine, put down the utensils, looked at the rather unfamiliar scenery outside the store, and smiled at Wei Dao: "Then I'm leaving."

He straightened his clothes, and he had no nostalgia for the hometown he had been away for a long time, because the strangeness he hadn't seen for a long time came to his heart, and the outlines of the world, the plants and trees that should be familiar all faded before his eyes, like a colorful painting scroll black and white engraved.

He remembers this place, he is familiar with it, and he grew up here, but it is different from that place.

A string of fragmented memories suddenly appeared in his mind. The clearest figure was himself, followed by Wei Dao, and then Wu Shulan. Wei Jiaojiao's outline was blurred. Many things were floating in the wind. Nothing, nothing can be grasped, nothing can be left behind, those things are not his.

He is a passerby.

He should know.

He left the gourmet store.

Wei Dao sat behind the counter and watched his back go away.

Fu Snake walked very steadily.

He didn't look back.

Wei Dao said to Wei Jiaojiao, "We should go too."

Wei Jiaojiao groaned, and the gourmet shop switched to the third world.

It was a natural disaster.

Devastated.

The ground is shaking.

The sky is collapsing.

Some corner of the world is tilting.

Surrounded by a lush forest of trees.

Not far away are collapsed houses, either wooden or grass, simple and leaky from all sides.

The entrance of the cave can be vaguely seen in the distance, dark, with the eyes of some kind of animal.

The pupils of different colors flickered further away, as if they were looking at this place.

Wei Dao blinked his eyes, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have come here without taking a break, and thought again, forget it, anyway, he had already slept before.

He got up and went out.

Wei Jiaojiao shook her tail at Wei Dao's back, followed to the door, then turned her head to the corner of the gourmet shop, closed her eyes and huddled together.

It has time.

Just as Wei Dao walked out, there was another shaking outside. With the shaking of the ground, Wei Dao also felt howling from a distance.

With the sounds of many animals, Wei Dao looked up at the sky, it was not night, there was no moon above his head, and it was not spring when he looked at the plants.

Strange, is it sad because of the dead of the same kind?

Wei Dao bowed his head, the road was rough and difficult to level.

The gourmet store was only a few dozen steps away from the nearest collapsed house, but with just these few dozen steps, Wei Dao was almost shaken to the point of lying on the ground to maintain his balance.

For some reason, Wei Dao thought of the crystal ball. If the world is only inside the crystal ball, then the frequency and frequency of such shaking would make more sense. There might be something messing around outside the crystal ball.

Wei Dao sighed in his heart, the surrounding trees could no longer hold on, and they were about to hit him with a bang in front of Wei Dao.

Wei Dao quickened his pace, and he couldn't be too fast. If he didn't pay attention at this time, he would be pushed into the ground as the ending.

Wei Dao didn't want to imitate the mole's appearance and dig a hole in the ground to come out to breathe fresh air.

Besides, there doesn't seem to be anyone here now, and they probably all ran away early. Anyway, it saves him the time to explain the situation, which is better than having to prepare for a defensive attack as soon as he comes up.

I hope that those who originally lived here will not come back in a short time.

Wei Dao bent down and coughed for a while, praying in his heart for his lost time.

Finally, he came to the edge of a house that was completely uninhabitable.

How should you find customers?

Wei Dao took a look, closed his eyes, and used his ability to perceive the situation below, as if there was indeed a person.

But, in terms of perceived shape, it's not quite human.

Wei Dao was puzzled, took out a horn, turned on the horn first and asked to the bottom: "Is anyone there?"

A weak voice came from below: "I am here!"

Wei Dao adjusted the horn, and the voice changed to: "Are you okay? Be careful!"

"what!"

A girl's voice came from below briefly, as if she was caught off guard and interrupted by something while responding.

Wei Dao thought for a while, and remembered that he seemed to have the ability to rescue people without too much trouble...

He murmured: "I think, people who are still alive in this land appear in front of me."

The house collapsed with a bang.

A girl appeared in front of Wei Dao wearing a rose red suspender zipper dress, and there were big peony flowers on her skirt.

Another howl came from afar.

The girl showed a frightened expression, covered her ears first, and looked at Wei Dao, feeling uneasy.

She turned her head to look at the house behind her again, her eyes widened, tears quickly filled up, and she was about to cry out with sobs.

Wei Dao looked at the man and confirmed that this was the only special guest in the world. Looking at the other party's face, he didn't really want to receive him.

If the other party wants to cry here, it's not impossible, Wei Dao is going back.

Wei Dao turned to leave, the girl also turned around, just in time to see it, jumped forward, grabbed the corner of Wei Dao's clothes, wiped away tears, blushed with embarrassment, her body was still dirty, and looked down. Looking at Wei Dao's expression carefully, he lowered his head and asked, "Excuse me, can I leave here with you?"

Wei Dao: "You want to come with me?"

The girl nodded vigorously, glanced at the ruins beside her with lingering fear, and held on to the corner of Wei Dao's clothes, fearing that Wei Dao would break her fingers and leave her here, rubbed her hands forward again, and said nervously: " There is no one else here, and I am the only one who stayed here and was crushed underground. Since you rescued me, I have nowhere else to go. If I continue to stay here, I will either starve to death or be crushed again , I don't want to be stuck underground anymore, dark and crowded, life sucks.

You have rescued me, it is impossible for me to go back, and now it is even more difficult to find the ethnic group, I have no way to survive, can you, can you help me?

I know that you are a capable person, you must have a way, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help crying again.

Before Wei Dao could speak, the girl wiped away her tears, suppressed her sobs and said, "As long as this subsides for a while, I will go. I will go back by myself. I can find the group. I am not a waste. I, I, My father is still alive, he, he will look for me, he will not leave me alone.

I know the direction they left, and I can follow their tracks to find their whereabouts. After I find them, I will follow them, and I will not hurt others. My father must be alive. I will go to find him. At that time, my father will thank you.

You, you are so powerful, our entire ethnic group will thank you for your care and generosity, please forgive my ignorance and cowardice, I dare not go on the road alone. "

Wei Dao looked at the corner of his clothes, the girl's hand was tightly clenched, he frowned: "Then follow me."

The girl let go a little, and Wei Dao signaled her to look forward.

"That shop is mine, you can eat something, wait here, maybe your father will come back to you. If you can't wait for him to come, I'll take you to him, okay?"

"Thank you! Thank you! I will be obedient."

The girl seemed terrified of being left behind.

"My name is Ji Xu, the counting Ji, Liu Xu's Xu. How should I call your name?"

She raised her head cautiously and asked.

Wei Dao said silently: "I have a nickname of Wanjie Takeaway, or you can call me Wei Dao."

Ji Xu didn't remember the second part of Wei Dao's words. She heard it, but couldn't remember it. She tried to recall it, and almost cried, sobbing and touching her tears: "Brother Yuan?"

Wei Dao responded.

Mixed feelings.

Wei Dao was sitting behind the counter, Ji Xu seemed to have just been called out by the teacher, and sat on the edge of the counter, just opposite Wei Dao, sitting upright, with a look of "Look at me, I'm really good".

"What to eat?"

"Is anything ok?"

"Anything is fine."

"I want...spicy rabbit head. I want a whole plate, piled up like a hill. Is it the kind that is especially spicy and red?"

A plate of bright red rabbit heads appeared on the table, the reddish-brown sauce skin was tightly wrapped on the bones, the sunken eye sockets were empty, and yellow and white chili seeds stuck everywhere like worms, the spicy oil exuded The tempting and salivating happiness, the appetite will be whetted when looking at it, and the stomach will start to growl.

"I also want bullfrog hot pot, quail egg skewers, herbal tea, the kind of herbal tea in a bucket!"

Green bullfrog skin, white and tender thigh meat, silky texture, soft and tender taste, bubbling hot pot soup.

The snow-white egg noodles are slightly browned, without any remaining spots of eggshells. The fragrance is subtle, and the peppery aroma lingers with the burnt noodles.

The brown liquid is cool and clear, flowing smoothly in the barrel, not muddy, sticky, stringy or turbid.

The desktop immediately became lively.

Ji Xu opened his eyes wide and was overjoyed. He couldn't help laughing through tears on his face. After looking around, he reluctantly took his eyes away from the food and looked at Wei Dao. He endured the hunger very hard, and his voice was unconscious Start weak: "These are all mine, can I eat them all and not pay for them?"

She seemed to feel a trap-like disobedience, but the atmosphere of the gourmet shop was so good, and the aroma of the food was too strong, she couldn't bear it.

Ji Xu thought to himself: Even if it is a trap, I will admit it. I can't starve myself to death in front of the food. Even if it is poisonous, I will die willingly after eating it.

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Bo Xingming from the Mud - from Huang Jingren's "Miscellaneous Feelings" in the Qing Dynasty