Speaking of Yin Erma, no one is more energetic than a charlatan. After all, that is his acquaintance.

He found a blank piece of paper and wrote and painted with the large map hanging on the wall.

"Yin Erma lives in Yinjia Village. That place is quite far from the Hangu Pass scenic spot, but it is still on the route I guess that I am going to go out of Hangu Pass."

"That is the Qinling Mountains in the south, and the loess slopes in the north. If you stand on the top of the mountain, you can see the Yellow River vaguely."

He circled a circle on paper and thought it was Yinjia Village: "Yinjia Village is very small, with more than ten households scattered on the hills. Yin Erma was less than 70 years old. If he followed the genealogy, he was the third generation, even if it was twenty or thirty years old, the incident in the water shadow should have happened more than 120 years ago."

"At that time, the village was smaller and the surrounding area was even more deserted."

Luo Ren nodded: "So, the street market in Shuiying cannot be Yinjia Village, but a nearby large town, a place where villagers from all over the countryside and eight miles go to the stadium."

The sage agreed and drew a big circle outside the circle: "The area with Yinjia Village as the center is possible in all directions. In addition, the range of searchable areas of Long Town and Wei surname is much smaller, and the smallest ones will definitely be found!"

It was a feeling of breathtaking light.

Mu Dai smiled and said, "Then call Wan Fenghuo, you don't have any money to call."

The charlatan couldn't hear the implicit sound, so he went outside and dialed the phone.

Luo Ren held his laughter and thought to himself: He is so good at living.

I decided to leave for Youwu Town at noon the next day. It was quite late, so a few people went back to the bar to clean up.

When I went downstairs, I saw Aoki coming up. He was about to return to China, so I should have a lot to talk to Luo Ren.

Aoki said goodbye to Kiyo, and was still very polite. He bowed halfway and said, "Miss Kiyo, I will ask you in the future. Please take care of me."

He was not familiar with the other person, so he just nodded and greeted him. Ten thousand San glanced at Yanhongsha. She was a little unnatural and greeted him with the crowd: "Go safe all the way. If you go to Japan in the future, you may still meet."

...

When he went back, Kiyo deliberately walked slowly, and gradually he fell to only one person.

She looked up at Luo Ren's room window. The lights were bright and transparent, and she could vaguely see the figures walking around.

What will Aoki and Luo Ren talk about?

Mu Daye became a little melancholy. At that time, the brothers who shared life and death in the jungle were now gone and were about to settle down. Two countries said that they were not far away, nor near. Even if they could contact each other frequently in the future, the center of gravity would slowly shift, and it became a light greeting for the festival.

With my head raised, I could see the sparse stars in the night sky through the lights close to the surface of the ground.

It is said that life is a line. Sometimes it intersects with others, sometimes it is parallel. Kiyo doesn't think it is like it. She feels that everyone is like a small star body in the vast universe, with billions of star flowing around her.

They originally had established orbits, imagined and planned, but the universe was too chaotic. Meteorites, meteors, star collapse and black hole formation, and many asteroids hit hard, making you at a loss, instantly changing your course, wandering around in the Wuji area, passing countless passers-by until suddenly, the gravity is constant, and they are close to each other, forming a small galaxy.

Everyone is the star in the dark night, and every relationship is the gravity between the stars. The balance, bumps, being broken up and returning, which is like a person's life.

What is fate? Perhaps it is the countless disorder and disorder in the universe.

Pinting's voice suddenly came from behind: "Sister Muyo."

Mu Dai turned around and frowned casually: "How dangerous it is for you to run out alone, Uncle Zheng knows?"

In fact, she is not much older than Pinting, but perhaps because Pinting was sick and was stupid for a while, she always felt that she was still a little girl who needed people to take care of her everywhere.

Pinting said: "It's okay to go back after taking two steps."

Yes, you can see the lights of Luo Ren's room here, just a few steps away from the gate.

"What are you looking for me?"

Pinting didn't speak, looked at her for a long time before saying, "I envy you very much."

"What do you envy me?"

"You are with Luo Xiaodao." After a pause, bit her lip and asked her, "Are you very proud?"

Kiyo was funny. He just thought that after listening to the child, he would come over after he passed, grabbed Pinting's arm and said, "Let's go, I'll send you back."

Pulling Ting couldn't resist her, and she was pulled and stumbled away, and sent it to the half-open door.

Mu Daye pushed her in before letting go. The two of them, inside and outside the door, lights hit Pinting's side face. This girl looked particularly lonely.

Mu Dai looked at her hands, and Luo Ren said that she was "little girl" and "a gust of wind can blow down." This is more appropriate for Pinting. Mu Dai felt that she was thin because she was thin. Through her skin and flesh, the bones were always hard, and the fists she hit could still make people feel hurt. However, Pinting didn't dare to use force when she just held her arm. She was so soft that it made people unable to bear to sink her face.

She said: "You envy me for being with Luo Xiaodao, but for the position around him. Without me, there are Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Ermazi. What's so proud of me?"

"You envy me another day because I am Kiyo, and I feel that I have been praised."

After saying that, the door closed and turned around and left.

Of course, not only is it unsatisfactory, but it is also a little bit indignant.

——Why no one envies Luo Xiaodao because he is with me? I think I am pretty good too...

***

When I returned to the bar, the lights were not turned off yet. The charlatan was flipping through the book "Zi Buyu" in the corner. Cao Yanhua and Yi San's luggage were packed, and they put two bags in front of the bar. Yi San's hand also carried a pet cage and discussed with Cao Yanhua: "How about this, pretending to be liberated?"

Muday was surprised: "Cao Jiefang is going?"

Cao Yanhua looked worried and helpless: "I dare not let it stay by myself, little master, it is violent."

Too.

Kiyo sat opposite the charlatan, reached out and knocked on the table: "What did you see?"

The charlatan stood the hard-shelled book on the table, putting its chin on the spine. At first glance, it looked like a head grew on the book: "What does this hide mean?"

This book is brand new and should have been bought after Cheetah entered the country. There are no signs of markings in the whole book, so this sudden "hide" always seems to have a special meaning.

"Didn't Luo Ren tell you, hiding, hiding."

The charlatan lowered his voice: "Don't you think this word is meaningful?"

“How to say it?”

"Yafeng and Cheetah, they are humans, not evil Jian. After being possessed by evil Jian, they are similar to a perception and intersection, and they both received some evil Jian's message."

That's right, everyone thinks so too.

"But, cheetahs are different from Yafeng. First of all, the cheetah's ancestors committed seven murders. As you guessed, with this 'seven', something might be activated. Secondly, before the cheetah was possessed, it was not a good bird, and the degree of evil was far greater than Yafeng's."

Kiyo also agreed with this statement.

Seeing that Kiyo listened carefully, the charlatan couldn't help but be proud: "So, the cheetah may have received more straightforward guidance from the evil Jian. Otherwise, why would she, a Southeast Asian Chinese, buy a half-literary copy of "Zi Buyu" as soon as she entered the country? She doesn't look like a literary lover at all."

This is like he has seen a cheetah.

Kiyo nodded: "So what?"

What exactly does the charlatan want to say?

"This book is a message given to her by Jing Jian. She wrote a 'hide' in this book. I was thinking, maybe this 'hide' is another message sent to her by Jing Jian."

Kimyo's heart pounded, and his voice couldn't help but lowered: "What message do you think you gave her?"

"That is: the seventh evil crayon, it was hidden."

Kiyo felt that the muscles on his face were spasming uncontrollably.

The next moment, she slapped on the table: "You want to say? I don't know it was hidden? If it weren't hidden, we would have found it long ago!"

After saying that, he got up, kicked the stool under him far away, and went upstairs by himself.

Behind him, the charlatan was beating dissatisfiedly: "What's going on with the little pocket? It's getting less and less adorable..."

***

Before going to bed, Mu Dai packed his luggage and had many fancy clothes, and the heads of kittens, rabbits, and elephants. He picked them up and looked at them, and frowned without realizing them.

I compared one piece to the mirror, with a cute pink color, set off a deep and calm look, my lips were pursed, my eyebrows were slightly raised, and my neckline was pulled down. The dagger tattoo on my collarbone was cold and alien. When I didn't smile, every body's tiny language seemed to be saying: Stay away from me.

Mu Dai dragged a chair and sat down in front of the mirror, staring at himself for a long time, and deliberately made a cute expression.

It seems that no matter what, it is not the original taste.

She put the clothes in her arms, buried her face in her clothes, hugged her for a long time, and murmured: "Little pocket."

I felt a little sad, as if I had greeted the past without any response.

Then, holding the quilt and pillow, opened the cabinet door at the corner of the house and got in.

Just be pregnant. In the past, I liked sleeping in the cabinet.

Within two minutes, the cabinet door buzzed and she pushed it open again.

It's really...suffocated.

She pulled the pillow downwards, the cabinet door was wide open, and she closed her eyes again.

This time, I finally fell asleep.

I can't sleep well all the time. After all, the cabinet is not a bed. I always feel cramped and uncomfortable. In a daze, I heard movement in the room.

She opened her eyes.

It was so strange that there was a heavy fog in the room, as if it was back to the foggy town.

There were rustling and whispering sounds that continued to come from the invisible fog.

Kiyo's eyes widened.
To be continued...