red and white

The locomotive roared across the street, and stopped in front of the City God Temple with a flick of its tail. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound of brakes.

Zhu Yinxiao laughed and took off his helmet, "How is it, are you happy?"

"This is a no-parking spot, if you fucking park here again, I'll give you a ticket." Wu Biyou jumped out of the back seat of the car, "Next time, please change the color of your mount, thank you, from Zhuzi Qijia You lost all your face."

Anping sat on the threshold, watching Zhu Yinxiao and Wu Bi approaching one after the other. Zhu Yinxiao loves to go for a ride. During the first month, he would go out for racing almost every day, and sometimes he would help Wu Bi to deliver urgent food orders. He was also fined for speeding.

A few days ago, Anping went home. On the way, he saw a red light flying across the road, followed by a large group of traffic police motorcycles and patrol cars. Followed by an electric urban management vehicle, it said happy birthday to you amidst the siren sounds one after another.

At first, Anping thought it was the police who were catching the thief, and even took a photo and posted it on Moments. After returning to the Chenghuang Temple, he found that Mugesheng was alone. Said: "Three or nine days went to the bureau to catch people."

After a while, Chai Shuxin called, "Come here and talk." The other party paused, and said, "I can't explain clearly. They all thought the fifth child was a girl."

Mu Gesheng's expression seemed to have been expected, and he suppressed a smile while expressing a concerned voice: "Ah? Then are you okay?"

"..." There was a moment of silence on the phone, "I don't know what happened, they think I'm abducting people now."

"Now you may be asked to come and get us both."

Mu Gesheng laughed half to death, and finally went to the police station to pick him up. When he entered the door, Chai Shuxin was holding a cage in his hand, and inside was a big gaudy bird.Anping was also curious about why he went to the flower and bird market again, and then the other party said: "Brother, I was wrong, I will dare to do it next time."

Anping was taken aback—that bird was actually Zhu Yinxiao's original form, or a smaller version. It is said that Chai Shuxin bought a hamster cage on the side of the road and stuffed him into it.

Mu Gesheng laughed and hung the cage on the eaves, "It's all right, I'll let you out tomorrow morning."

Chai Shuxin looked as usual, but that night he cooked a table full of chickens, killed chickens and plucked their feathers in the yard with a knife, and the crowing and screaming of chickens rang out one after another.An Ping and Mu Gesheng were sitting in the corridor playing chess, the cage was hanging in the air, and Zhu Yinxiao hunched his head in his feathers, shrinking like a quail.

The next morning Anping was woken up by the sound of crowing, and when he went downstairs, he found Wu Biyou standing under the cage arguing with Zhu Yinxiao, "You will die if you cook supper! You are Suzaku and not a rooster!"

"Hurry up and let me out." Zhu Yinxiao pinched his throat and choked out a female voice, "It's not a rooster, a hen is also fine."

In the end, Mu Gesheng, who was woken up after sleeping late, threw him out of the door with a cage. Anping and Ubi had disappeared when they went out to look for him. up.

Zhu Yinxiao looked quite energetic, with his neck stretched out in a majestic manner, which attracted a lot of children.Anping was speechless, "It's all been thrown out, so can't he change back by himself?"

"The curse cast by Rakshasa, this unlucky thing can't be undone." Ubiyou's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he ran to bargain with the boss, "You sell a chicken for five hundred? Why don't you fucking grab it?"

The boss spoke eloquently, "What do you know, Xiaowa? I am a hybrid chicken. Look at the coat color, how impressive it is!"

Anping: "..."

In the end, Wu Biyou ran back to get the urban management certificate, and confiscated it with the stalls. The two dragged a large cart of rabbits, goldfish and chickens back to the Temple of the City God, only to find that Zhu Yinxiao was having breakfast with Mu Gesheng, and the other party was happy to see Wu Bi. Get up, grab someone, "Come on, come on, which chicken do you think is me this time?"

Ubi was almost pissed off by this guy.

However, the one who actively admits his mistakes and never repents is probably Zhu Yinxiao. This person is a serious motorcycle patient.Even the tablemate sent him a message, "The takeaway member arrangement, I don't believe you, I order four meals a day, and wait for the young lady to deliver it to me!"

Anping couldn't bear to expose this man's charming fantasies, so he asked Zhu Yinxiao to send him a gift. That night, his WeChat account was maxed out, and all the ghosts and wolves at the same table were crying and howling, just like Wang Baochuan who had been waiting for Xue Pinggui after [-] years in the cold kiln.

But as Ubi said, Zhu Yinxiao has top-notch drag racing skills and top-notch clothes, but he only has half a cent for the aesthetics of the motorcycle—this person painted the motorcycle into a bright red background with various variegated colors, It looks like My Little Pony stepping on colorful clouds.Looking left and right, Anping found the color scheme very familiar, but then suddenly remembered that it looked very much like the mixed-feathered chicken before Suzaku's transformation.

I didn't see it, the big guy in women's clothing is quite childlike.

Zhu Yinxiao has been staying for half a month, and now it is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

A few days ago, Mu Gesheng invited people to play mahjong when he had nothing to do, and all the old men became elites, and none of them had a fuel-efficient lamp.Wu Biyou and Anping lost so badly that even Zhu Yinxiao couldn't stand it. Today, the two ran out early in the morning and didn't come back until the afternoon. "How about the outcome today, man?" Zhu Yinxiao shook Car keys, "Did you get your money back?"

"I won't play cards today." Anping sat on the threshold without looking up, "doing homework."

Anping was carried by his mother to the poker table since he was a child, and he would play a few laps with his seven aunts and eight aunts during the New Year. It was the first time in his life that he lost so badly.He really has nothing to do, only when Mugesheng is holding Wusan will he stay away from him.

"Then the two of us don't go in either." Zhu Yinxiao greeted Wu Biyou upon seeing this, "Now there are three missing and one inside, whoever goes will be unlucky."

"Today is Shangyuan, Luo Shazi will make Yuanxiao in the afternoon, and the old man can't open the poker table." Wu Biyou snorted, and went into the temple on his own, "Master is gone, you two should leave here to cool off. "

"Yes, please go ahead." Zhu Yinxiao didn't stop him, and sat down next to Anping, taking off his high heels, "I heard that the fourth child said that you are a school committee member? Doing homework during the holidays, you are so hardworking." .”

The average person in the Town God's Temple is half a fairy. However, one of the educated kindergarten graduates and the other has been repeated for three years. Anping didn't know how to answer this for a while.

"Never mind, man." Zhu Yinxiao seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Although I haven't been to serious school, my relatives know Wen Changxing, and they will come to me when you take the college entrance examination. Let him give you a champion."

Good guy, with this kind of flamboyant operation, Anping couldn't believe it: "How could that half-fairy stay in the grade for three years?"

"The fourth child used to have a quarrel with Wen Changxing, but the star official didn't win the quarrel, so he was secretly sentenced to ten years of failure." Zhu Yinxiao said: "It's just a joke, anyway, the fourth child will not go to school well, let the situation go smoothly That's all."

Unable to pass the exam for ten years—then Muge students still have to repeat grades. If they really want to stay like this forever, then it is not a campus legend, it is a myth.

Zhu Yinxiao changed his voice: "However, Zhuzi Qi's family still has outstanding students."

"I know." Anping said while doing the calculations, "Didn't Ban Xianer go abroad to study back then, but that happened so many years ago." By the way, does education have a shelf life?If not, what about an immortal like Mu Gesheng?

"I'm not talking about the fourth brother, I'm talking about my brother." Zhu Yinxiao waved his hand, "The fourth brother has a bad memory, he has almost forgotten what he learned back then, my brother is different, if you want to ask questions Yes, you can ask him."

Anping was taken aback, realizing that he was talking about Chai Shuxin.

Back then in Ginkgo Study, Chai Shuxin did not officially worship under the head of Ginkgo Zhai, so everyone did not rank him. Zhu Yinxiao called Mu Gesheng the fourth child, but called Chai Shuxin his elder brother. The messy seniority is also the same. A confused account.

"Lingshuzi ever went to school?"

"Probably in the late 40s, my brother went abroad for a trip." Zhu Yinxiao counted with his fingers, "The United States, Britain, the Soviet Union... I remember that he has a lot of education."

Anping was dazed when he heard this, and there were different opinions, these are all past events outside of his dream.

"I can't understand your question either." Zhu Yinxiao leaned over to look at his chemistry five-three, "But my brother studied Western medicine back then, maybe he would understand."

Makes sense.Anping stood up resolutely, "Men, why don't you go?"

"question."

Chai Shuxin was making noodles in the kitchen. Dried osmanthus and salted egg yolks were placed on the stove. Today was Shangyuan, and tonight he was going to cook glutinous rice balls made with wine.

Anping said the reason for his visit, and looked at him with some anxiety, "You see...?"

Chai Shuxin didn't say anything. He washed his hands and took his book, "Is there any paper and pen?"

"Ah?" Anping was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "Yes, yes!"

He hurriedly handed over the calculation paper and fountain pen, and Chai Shuxin looked at the question, "Your way of thinking is too complicated." He wrote down a few lines of formulas on the paper.

Chai Shuxin spoke very slowly, dismantling the main points very carefully. He seemed to be very familiar with the scope of knowledge of high school students. The explanation was simple and clear, and Anping understood it very quickly—he almost knelt down to worship the bully, and traveled all over the world. , it turns out that the expert is by his side.

Anping even began to think about whether he could ask Chai Shuxin to give him a few tutoring lessons, and the price was negotiable.

Chai Shuxin told him a few difficult questions, and Anping wanted to continue asking, but the book was put aside by the other party.

"Combine work with rest." Chai Shuxin said and handed him some chestnuts, "Today is the holiday."

As a high school student suffering from academic pressure, Anping almost cried when he heard this.He went to look for Wu Biyou with chestnuts in his hands, but the other party looked at him as if he was listening to a joke, "What? You asked Rakshazi to give you a lecture?"

"Why?" Anping was puzzled: "He spoke very well."

"You just talk nonsense." Ubi sneered, chewing chestnuts and said vaguely: "When Lao Bushi just woke up a few years ago, it was Rakshazi who made up the lessons for him. What happened? I know him Fail every year."

Anping: "..."

Wu Biyou handed the chestnut shell back to Anping, patted him on the shoulder pretending to be deep, and said like an old man: "There is no limit to learning, and there is no limit to turning back."

It is true to say so, but is it too early to be enlightened by turning back in kindergarten?

That night, Chai Shuxin distributed glutinous rice balls to everyone, Zhu Yinxiao almost scooped half a jar of honey into the bowl, Anping clicked his tongue, wondering if Suzaku would have tooth decay.

"Then let's go." Ubiyouxilihulu finished drinking the glutinous rice balls, and took Anping to go outside. They were going to visit the ghost fair tonight.

Chai Shuxin told Zhu Yinxiao: "Pay attention to safety, don't do it lightly."

"Fighting is fine." Muge Sheng said lazily, "If you lose, don't come back."

Zhu Yinxiao responded with a smile: "Alright, don't worry you two."

The three of them went to Yeshui Zhuhua, Wu Biyou swiped the elevator and went straight to the eighteenth floor of the basement.A revolving lantern was lit on the elevator, and the lights and shadows were colorful, as if there were floating shadows dancing around.

Anping had imagined the scenery outside the elevator. He thought that he would be close to the Wangchuan River or the ghost gate like when Mu Gesheng and the other three came here, but he was completely stunned when the elevator door opened. It's the stop announcement after the bus brakes.

"The Sanshengfang Station is here. Passengers who need to get off, please bring your belongings in advance..."

Zhu Yinxiao tore open a lollipop, held it in his mouth, and smiled back at him, "Welcome to Fengdu in the 21st century."

This is a huge station with flying eaves and bucket arches on the glass ceiling, and large vermilion pillars supporting it below. There is an endless stream of pedestrians.The whole station is divided into three floors, with the empty rail train on the bronze track hanging above it, the elevated station for buses in the middle, and the bottom floor is full of rickshaws. Towel, smoking a slender hookah.

Anping noticed that they came out of a huge mural carved on a circular wall column, located in the center of the entire station, like an elevator directly to the sky.On the wall was a charming dancing woman, wearing a wreath and holding a bell and pestle. One of them noticed Anping's gaze, rolled his eyes, and smiled at him ambiguously.

"This is the Sixteenth Heaven Demon Dance." Zhu Yinxiao introduced to him, "This elevator is a new Yin-Yang ladder, the old one has been used for thousands of years, something went wrong in the last century and it was blocked, and the Ten Temples of Yama are here We built a new one, and sent the Heavenly Witch to guard it, in case of evil.”

"Lorry is so annoying, let's go." Ubi said impatiently, "The ghost fair will open soon."

Fengdu Station is very close to Sanshengfang, almost next to Guiji. As soon as the three of them stepped out of the station, Anping was immediately shocked by the vast sea of ​​lights—colored lights hanging high, brilliant neon lights everywhere, and gorgeous parkas parked by the river of Wangchuan. On the big boat, the light filters through the yellow cotton window paper, reflecting the silhouette of a woman with her head slightly lowered, and the sound of cymbals and gongs before the opening of the opera can be heard on the water.

This place is very different from the Fengdu in Anping's memory. It is like a magnificent shadow puppet built of brass and steel. It uses electronics and machinery to tell an old story, full of strange vitality.

Anping followed on board the big boat, only to find that the original market full of boats and clouds had all been moved to the same boat, and the shouts and shouts kept coming and going. "The storefront with the lanterns on is an old store, please check the color before entering." Ubiyou said hurriedly and ran away, "I don't care about you if something goes wrong."

Anping looked at Ubi's back in a hurry, "What is he in a hurry to do?"

"Tonight there is a concert by Ghost Sanji on the top floor." Zhu Yinxiao shrugged, "He is the head of the support team."

Didn't we agree to play disco, Anping was speechless.Zhu Yinxiao seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, so he dragged people up and walked upstairs, "The disco dance will be in the middle of the night, when Ghost Sanji's concert will end, and there will be lanterns at that time, it's very beautiful."

"Then what are we doing now?"

"I booked a good seat at the tea house to watch the lanterns. Let's go and listen to the book first. Tonight's talk is "The Record of the Empress Dotted with Eyes". There is a chapter in it, you must like it."

Anping followed Zhu Yinxiao into a teahouse. They said it was a teahouse, but it actually occupied three floors. The algae well was painted with gold and colors, and elegant bamboo curtains hung around it.The ground floor is for individual customers, and the banquet is full of people, but the room is extremely quiet, with only a rustling sound of strumming strings.

Zhu Yinxiao booked a private room, the smell of tea lingered in the private room, Anping opened the bamboo curtain, and the storyteller's voice came from afar, hoarse and long.

"A hundred generations become kings and defeat bandits, rise and fall in an instant,

Fighting between dragons and tigers, I don't know how to be romantic.

Today, let's talk about the case of Fengyue and talk about the worries,

Let’s look at Juvenile Qiuma, listen to Yugelou—"

Xingmu tapped, as if a bird was startled from the table, hula-la flew across the air, and the aftermath swayed in the teacup.

"It's said that nearly a hundred years ago, a young man entered with a sword outside the gate of ghosts. He ran amok in the ghost market, sat in the manor and started gambling, and all the ghosts poured out their pockets, making a big disturbance in Fengdu..."

Anping heard it familiarly, and after a while, he suddenly realized that this was the past between Mu Gesheng and Song Wentong.Although a pseudonym was used, he could hear it.

That year, Mu Gesheng and his group went to Fengdu to look for the lost Zhu Yinxiao. Mu Gesheng bought a mask by the water to avoid suspicion—the first time he entered Fengdu, he gambled at the start of the ghost market and almost won. He violated half of the ghost market, and offended almost half of the people in Fengdu. In the end, he was wanted all over the city, and even entered the Department of Yin Law to receive a fine.

The storyteller was chattering, and he seemed to see a figure calmly seated in full view of the crowd, putting the vermilion long knife on the gambling table, laughing, drinking and singing, wasting a lot of money, and his eyes were full of youthful ecstasy.

Qingben wasted time, what a waste of time.

""Dianjing Fenghualu" is an old book that has been handed down for thousands of years in Fengdu. It has been handed down by storytellers in the past generations, and each generation will add writing. "Youth Journey" is a story written by the previous generation of storytellers. People love to hear that."

Zhu Yinxiao took a sip of tea, "This story is not short, I will only tell the first part today, and there are quite a lot of jokes in it, the insiders will probably laugh when they read it."

As he said that, he himself laughed, "It's quite a joy."

The storyteller’s tone became humorous, and he talked about Mugesheng and Song Wentong’s dispute over the pledge of licking the red knife—this is pure fiction, as far as Anping knows, Mugesheng asked for the knife at the beginning, and Song Wentong didn’t even have an eye. Blink, these two are habitual criminals who committed crimes together.

But the storytelling made it interesting, Mu Gesheng also sold it miserably, saying that he had a marriage, and the two were in love, but the other party was in a difficult situation now, so he had to come to the ghost market to try his luck.What he said was miserable, pitiful and mournful, but it really had the charm of being a shameless real person.

Both Zhu Yinxiao and Anping watched happily, smiling, Zhu Yinxiao suddenly said: "Do you know who the prototype of the little lover who is the fourth betrothed in this script is?"

Anping took a sip of tea and choked in his throat, "Is there still a prototype?"

Zhu Yinxiao pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice: "It's the third child."

? ! ? !The teacup in Anping's hand fell to the ground, what the hell?

Hold.His first reaction was nothing else—could Ubi really be the son of Mu Gesheng and Wu Zixu?