As dawn approached, the land was covered in darkness, the remaining villages in the mountains were like a terrifying cage, and the birdsong in the forest became the roar of beasts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master!"

At the end of the deep forest, Yan Ning was crushed into a dry well by a bluestone slab, and the person who locked him up here was none other than Fang Shitian.

"Fan is not saved, I, Yan Ning, will not kill you in this life, and I will not be a man!"

Yan Ning roared hoarsely, and then sat at the bottom of the well decadently, his eyes had lost their former brilliance, buried by endless anger and hatred.

……

The scorching sun is in the sky, the air is beating with the irritable factor, the city is full of traffic, and the sound of horns and shouts is mixed into the most familiar music for office workers.

Yan Ning walked in this familiar and unfamiliar city street, and the haze in his heart disappeared a lot.

Dressed in ripped jeans, a white T-shirt that had been washed until yellowed, and a backpack covered in mud, he walked to his rented house with skillful steps.

Over the course of a year, there have been many changes in the city, but the people in this small alley are still as familiar as a year ago, Yan Ning walked to the door of the rental house and pushed hard, only to find that the door had been changed to a new lock.

"Who?" said a scruffy young man scrambling to put on his shoes, "Who are you? ”

Yan Ning was stunned: "You live here?"

The young man rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, I don't live here, do you live here? Hurry up and get out of the way, I'm going to be late for school." ”

Yan Ning was pushed aside by the young man, and the young man stepped on the bicycle parked at the door, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

That look is just like Yan Ning a year ago.

Yan Ning thought helplessly: It's no wonder, I've been missing for a year, and the landlord must have sublet out the house.

"It's okay now, homeless!"

Before Yan Ning left the village, he sold all the things that his family could sell, and the remaining old ox was also given to his neighbor Aunt Huang, and now he really has nothing except a few thousand yuan in his pocket.

In the past year, Yan Ning has been learning Wumen ghost art with Fang Shitian day and night, but fortunately, Yan Ning is talented and intelligent, and he is always a little bit easy, so he has memorized most of the knowledge in Wumen's ancient books, but he lacks experience.

Yan Ning looked around and was pleasantly surprised to find that the cactus he planted a year ago was still on the windowsill, so he unceremoniously picked up the cactus and left the alley freely.

Yan Ning's mobile phone was lost by Fang Shitian a year ago, and if he wanted to contact his past classmates, he had no choice but to wander around the city on a hot day, but this was nothing to Yan Ning, when he followed Fang Shitian in the past, it was much more difficult to endure than now.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and Yan Ning hadn't eaten anything since he left his hometown last night. He looked around for a while and found a strange noodle shop called "Yang Liu Yiyi" on the street corner.

The noodle shop is particularly delicately decorated, and there are two small lucky trees in front of the door, and there is not a trace of dust on the leaves, indicating that the shop is often cleaned and meticulously detailed, and the enticing fragrance wafts from the noodle shop, but strangely, the store is empty.

Yan Ning looked left and right, there were long queues at the snack bars on both sides of the noodle restaurant, and the boss's greasy sweat stains made the apron black, but even so, people were reluctant to eat in the noodle restaurant.

"There are quirks. Yan Ning thought about it, and walked into the noodle restaurant with his schoolbag on his back.

"Eh, where did you call Hanako, don't come in, we don't have any leftovers here!"

Yan Ning pushed open the door of the noodle restaurant, and before he could reach into the store, he heard someone shouting.

Yan Ning walked into the noodle restaurant, found a place by the window and sat down, put the cactus ball on the table, and then said, "Where is the menu?"

At this time, a little girl wearing a yellow T-shirt and a white apron walked up to Yan Ning and pushed him: "Tell Hanako to go out quickly, you will scare my sister's guests away!"

Yan Ning glanced at the little girl, who was only about sixteen years old, with a petite figure and a pink face.

At this time, she pouted and looked at Yan Ning with a dissatisfied expression.

"Call Hanako call me?"

"Of course!"

"It's so stupid," Yan Ning couldn't help but smile, "I'm not called Hanako, I'll give money." ”

The little girl frowned and said, "Look at your dress, there is mud on your schoolbag! You go out quickly, you are not welcome in our store!"

"I ......"

Yan Ning just wanted to say something, but a voice rushed in front of him: "Yiyi, you are too rude, you are a guest when you enter the store, you pour him a glass of water, and I will make noodles for him." ”

"Thank you, Ang, I want beef noodles, more beef, more green onions and coriander, and more chili peppers! Add more eggs!" Yan Ning shouted into the kitchen.

"You, you're so shameless!" the girl named Yiyi stomped her feet, reluctantly poured Yan Ning a glass of water, and walked into the kitchen in a huff.

Yan Ning shook his head when he saw Yiyi walking into the kitchen.

After a while, Yiyi came to Yan Ning with a large bowl of beef noodles, her small mouth was still pursed, and she left without saying a word.

Yan Ning didn't care too much, he was already hungry, smelling the smell of beef, he suddenly moved his index finger, and devoured so much that he didn't even have soup left.

"You said your name isn't Hanako, you've been hungry for days, right?"

Yiyi sat behind the cash register, poked out a small head, and said unhappily.

"It's okay, it's just one day and one night," Yan Ning gave a long burp very impolitely, and then walked to the cash register and said with satisfaction, "How much?"

"Two hundred and six. ”

"What, a bowl of noodles costs two hundred and six, you're a black shop!" Yan Ning couldn't help but shout.

"Ten dollars of face money, and the remaining two hundred and five are the money you used to dirty our position. Yiyi said.

Yan Ning glared at her: "No wonder there is no one to eat in your store." ”

"Guest, don't listen to the little girl, she is not sensible, so the bowl of noodles doesn't cost money. ”

A voice sounded behind Yan Ning, the same as the one that came from the kitchen just now. Yan Ning looked back and saw an innocent girl in a chef's uniform walking out of the kitchen.

When Yiyi saw this girl, she shouted, "Sister Yang Liu, he scared our guests away!

Willow's hands were still stained with flour, but she couldn't compete with her white skin. She glanced at Yan Ning and apologized: "The little girl is not sensible, guest, this meal doesn't cost money." ”

Yan Ning cultivated in the countryside, he hadn't seen a beautiful woman for a whole year, and now when he saw Yang Liu, he immediately looked straight at his eyes, if Li Feifei was that kind of elegant goddess, then Yang Liu in front of him was a well-deserved pure goddess.

"Pervert, you are not allowed to stare at your sister!" Yiyi walked out of the cash register, kicked Yan Ning in the ass hard, and said viciously.

Yan Ning came back to his senses, wiped his saliva, and said with a smile: "Miss Yang, you don't have customers in this store, it's not because of me, it's because of ......"