[Comprehensive] The contagiousness of Northeastern dialect

noon.

Thick dark clouds obscured the sun, bringing with it the oppressive gloom of a storm.There is no wind in the suburbs, and the willows outside the small pavilion hang their branches motionless, looking listless.

Although it was early spring, it was so sweltering that even the movements of panting brought a sense of fatigue.

There is a stone pavilion in the suburbs, with the word "Zheliu" written on it.The furnishings in the pavilion are also extremely simple, with only a round stone table and two stone benches.One left and one right, sitting opposite each other.

Lin Ziyi heard that this pavilion is often used to send off friends and relatives, or for tourists to rest.

She was sitting on a stone bench with her head supported on one hand, her sitting posture was so bad that Yu Huatian could see her frowning.

She was so sleepy that she yawned, half-closed her eyes, and listened casually to the two herbal pickers not far from the stone pavilion, discussing the recent thunderstorm in Kyoto.

When she heard the two discussing whether the widow on West Street had anything to do with the old Wang next door, Xu Benhuai walked slowly and came late.

Putting Fuchen casually on the stone table, Xu Benhuai asked bluntly, "Where's the thing?"

Lin Ziyi stretched out her index finger to her lips, and gave a "shh", motioning him to be quiet, "Don't talk yet. Wait until I finish listening to the enduring love between the widow on West Street and the old Wang next door."

Xu Benhuai: "..."

Xu Benhuai: "...can you be serious?"

Lin Ziyi didn't even look at him, "No. You shut up. It's almost the climax of the love of the world, I can't hear you clearly."

Xu Benhuai: "..."

Xu Benhuai didn't know what to think, but quietly stayed aside and waited for her to finish listening.

He was really idle and had nothing to do, so he picked off the willow leaves beside him.The willow leaves are long and thin. He looked at them and felt that there was nothing to make up with this thing, so he tied a knot there to pass the time.

However, after only five willow leaves were picked, Lin Ziyi suddenly slapped the table with a bitter face, "Why are they so unkind?!"

He stabilized his trembling hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and asked, "Why?"

Lin Ziyi slapped her face with both hands, with an unbelievable expression on her face, "They stopped talking about the climax, and said they were going home. What's the end?! Leave after talking, so hang me It's so uncomfortable. It doesn't matter if the widow and Lao Wang are related, are they together or not? How can I leave without finishing my sentence..."

Xu Benhuai watched Lin Ziyi's thoughts in silence, endured it, and interrupted: "Where's the thing?"

"I threw it in the grass. It's not convenient for me to carry it." Lin Ziyi felt a little upset when she was interrupted, and pointed to the grass casually.

She glanced at the half-knotted willow leaf in Xu Benhuai's hand, and said with disgust, "...you are demented, and you still play with willow leaves."

Xu Benhuai: "..."

Xu Benhuai was not in a hurry to get the magic weapon that Lin Ziyi had thrown in the grass, after all, even if the thing was brought close to Lin Ziyi, it would only serve as a trigger for lightning, instead it would hinder what he was going to do next.

Throwing the willow leaf in his hand aside, he adjusted his complicated mood and smiled as usual, "You are not afraid of what I will do, but you have the courage to go to the appointment alone."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Ziyi didn't respond, but he heard someone outside the stone pavilion "tsk tsk tsk".

Xu Benhuai frowned and looked out, only to see a young man with a backpack on his back, looking at him with the eyes of "the world is going downhill", and condemning him, "Oh, the Taoist priests are really amazing now. It's hard to hook up with girls. Don’t avoid people.”

The progress bar pretending to be inscrutable was interrupted, Xu Benhuai was quite annoyed, "Get lost."

"Oh, yo." The man held his chest artificially, as if he was frightened, and took two steps back in coordination, "It's fierce."

Lin Ziyi was slightly surprised, seeing that the person's appearance was somewhat similar to Yu Huatian's.

She knew that Xu Benhuai would definitely not release Yuhuatian before the transaction, and Yuhuatian was a mortal after all, so he probably couldn't think of a way to escape from the magic weapon.

And look at his gestures and his low-key tone of voice... Maybe there are similarities in things and similarities in people.

Lin Ziyi rolled her eyes, then just held her chin and watched with a smile on her face.

The man akimbo suddenly, "You are fierce, I am afraid of you. Isn't it just a stinky Taoist priest who pretends to be a ghost, sells elixir and makes people drink talisman water. How dare you do something to other girls The smelliest is you, and you are not afraid of smelling other girls."

Lin Ziyi turned her head and covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing out loud.

But the young man thought she was forced to weep in a low voice, and he was furious, and said to Lin Ziyi: "Sister, don't be afraid, I tell you, these stinky Taoist priests are all liars. They only love to lie." Those old people who believe in ghosts and gods eat golden pills and drink talisman water, so that they don’t like to come to my medical clinic for treatment. I hate them the most, and I scold each other. If he dares to do anything to you, come to Chen’s medical clinic to find Feng... Dr. Chen, I will take you to report to the police, and I will give you a witness."

Lin Ziyi suppressed a smile and nodded repeatedly.

The man took out a handful of medicinal herbs from the back basket, slapped it on the stone table, and told her, "Just this herbal medicine can cure all diseases, and it is much more reliable than that golden elixir talisman water. Girl, you must Look for the plaque of our medical hall, and don't trust this kind of stinky Taoist priest."

Lin Ziyi poked the herb with her fingers, and asked doubtfully, "What kind of medicine is this? It's so powerful."

"Oh, Banlangen." The man was full of confidence, "The secret recipe passed down from the ancestors."

Lin Ziyi: "..."

The man seemed excited and wanted to continue introducing the miraculous effects of Banlangen, but suddenly he held the back of his head and screamed "Ouch".

The stone fell on the ground and rolled a few times, just rolling to Lin Ziyi's feet.

Lin Ziyi bent down to pick it up, and when she looked up, she saw a woman in white, wearing a straw hat, and holding a sword, walking in a heroic manner.

The woman frowned, and didn't even look at Lin Ziyi and Xu Benhuai, but asked displeasedly at the man with the basket on his back, "I asked you to gather herbs, what are you doing here?"

The man pointed at the basket, quite aggrieved, "Oh, don't let me take a rest after harvesting. I happen to see these two, so let's chat."

The woman then turned her gaze to Lin Ziyi, looked her up and down a few times, as if she was trying to gauge something, then turned her head to look at Xu Benhuai.She didn't say much, and didn't mean to say hello. She raised the scabbard and stabbed the inexplicably timid man in the waist, and ordered: "Go."

Before the man left, he waved his hands at Lin Ziyi and shouted, "Remember to come to the Chen Family Medical Center to find me. I don't have ginseng, but Isatis root is enough."

The woman next to him didn't change her face, and slapped him in the face with the scabbard in a lightning-fast manner.

The man covered his face with red marks, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Gu Shaotang, what are you doing to slap me again?!"

The woman named Gu Shaotang walked on her own, her tone was cold, "Dengtuzi who is half-hearted and flirtatious should be drawn."

"Didn't it be agreed, we only talk about business and not about feelings." The man frowned and rubbed his face, "And what kind of business are you looking for this time? You actually asked me to pretend to be a sissy picking medicine. Oh, Talking like this is very strenuous, don't you know?"

"The play is over." Gu Shaotang said flatly without even looking at him.

"Impossible. I observed very carefully." The man immediately became nervous, "Really?"

The two gradually walked away, and their voices could not be heard clearly.

Lin Ziyi couldn't help laughing when she thought of that person with a face similar to Yuhuatian's, admiring Banlangen like a living treasure.

Xu Benhuai's complexion didn't look very good.The topic was forced to be interrupted. In this atmosphere, he couldn't find his usual advanced state for a while.

Xu Benhuai waved his whisk a little irritably to calm himself down.After a while, he brought up a topic, "I thought you would recognize that man as Eunuch Yu."

"It's not that I'm blind. It's just that I look similar." Lin Ziyi said leisurely, "If it's really Brother Huatian, he left from you, or he went back to the mansion to plan to kill you, or just appeared and killed you .He doesn't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"Oh? Then I have to be more careful." Xu Benhuai smiled nonchalantly, but there was a false compliment in his words, "Eunuch Yu thinks too much, I can't help him."

Lin Ziyi didn't bother to pay attention to the twists and turns in his words, anyway, he had to rush to make fun of Yuhuatian when he mentioned it.

She looked at Xu Benhuai and asked, "Qiniang's soul is really with you?"

"What? You want to take care of it?" Xu Benhuai seemed a little surprised, and sneered, "I thought you would ignore this kind of thing because you were sad because of your godfather yesterday. Who are you thinking about saving?"

Lin Ziyi responded flatly to his sarcasm, "It's not my turn to save Qiniang, and I won't do it either. You should let Brother Huatian go as agreed."

Xu Benhuai said slowly, "It's natural. If you want to know Qiniang's whereabouts, I can give it to you."

Lin Ziyi didn't think he would be so kind, she looked at him suspiciously, and couldn't help becoming vigilant.

Xu Benhuai took out the scroll from his bosom, and with a touch of his finger, unfolded it lightly.

The character in the painting is not Yuhuatian, but a woman in red dress and holding a red umbrella.

Lin Ziyi was still surprised, distracted by the person in the painting, she didn't notice Xu Benhuai's movement of holding the painting scroll to cover her head.I just felt in a trance for a while, and when I woke up, what I could see was another world.

"Where is Qiniang, why not go find it yourself."

Xu Benhuai looked at the picture scroll, Lin Ziyi was standing in the snow with a dazed look, and smiled lowly, "Yesterday I thought you made a lot of progress, but I didn't expect you to be so naive. When will I take what I say seriously. "

He rested his palm on his left chest, where the heart was still beating 600 years ago.

"Your fault is that you didn't kill me back then, and let me survive until now. Time is so long, if I didn't hate you, how would I survive these countless four seasons." He looked at the chaotic lines on his palm. , slowly clenched his fists, his tone was flat but cold, "Next, how should I repay all of these to you one by one."