There are so many people on the street, and the sound is so noisy, why do you just listen to the sound of beating copper, as if you are in a different world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man who beat the copper looked up at the person in front of him, his chaotic eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and without words, he turned around and shouted: "Lame!" ”

Suddenly, a young man in his early twenties ran out from behind, with a blue cotton cloth wrapped around his head and twisted into a sharp pyramid in front of his forehead, which was obviously a Yi-style "hero knot". But underneath is wearing a white T-shirt and beach pants, half of the headphone cable is falling out, and his expression is still immersed in some moving music.

The old man handed over his work to the young man, then turned and walked into the shop. The sound of "硁硁" sounded in my ears again, and the front and back of the store seemed to be two worlds. Liang Zhen and Luo Cheng glanced at each other, and followed the old man into the house slowly.

There are not many black copper utensils in the store, but it can be seen that the utensils are made by hand, and there are obvious traces of polishing, which may also be because of this reason, the patterns made are not as rich as the "Yuan's Copper Art", and the business is naturally much worse.

"How do you know he knows Master Yuan?" Liang Zhen looked at the old man's back, very curious, pulled the corner of Luo Cheng's clothes, and asked in a low voice.

"In addition to Yuan's copper art on this street, there are two shops selling black copper, and when you ask Master Yuan, the rhythm of copper in front of this shop is messed up."

Rhythm?

Liang Zhen couldn't believe it, in the noisy street just now, even the sound of copper struck in the traffic could be heard, how good this ear was. raised his eyes and peeked at Luo Cheng beside him, still calm, his eyebrows revealed his usual coldness, which was enough to put his mind at ease at any time.

This Luo Cheng is quite powerful.

The old man walked straight forward, picked up a black cloth hanging on the opposite wall, and behind him was the back room. From beginning to end, the old man did not look back to say a word, and it was not until the two of them followed behind the black cloth that the old man finally stopped, found a stool and sat down, and looked up at the two strangers in front of him.

There was a faint aroma of wine in the air, which was somewhat intoxicating.

"What about Brother Kangguo?"

The other party's eyes looked at Liang Zhen, as if he was asking something.

Liang Zhen didn't quite understand, and Luo Cheng immediately replied: "Jiangsu." ”

The old man nodded thoughtfully: "Why are you looking for him?" ”

It turned out that the other party could speak Mandarin, but it was a little stiff, as if he hadn't spoken it for a long time.

The weight of the black copper coffin is not small, it is too inconvenient to carry it with you at any time, and it is now being placed in the suitcase of the hotel, and the cardboard box wrapped around the rice cooker is very well camouflaged. Liang Zhen was in a hurry to explain to the other party, and suddenly saw Luo Cheng ask again: "You haven't answered me to the question just now." ”

"Questions?" The old man leaned back, took out a gourd-shaped wine cup from under the table, and poured a glass in front of himself and the other party.

Before the mouth was reached, the strong smell of wine wafted through the room. The wine culture of the Yi people has a long history, and there is a saying called "Huo Mo mouth inner Jiaoyi, Nimo Zhijiyi", which is the meaning of the Han people who are expensive in tea and the Yi people who are expensive in wine.

However, the posture in front of him did not seem to be any hospitality, but I felt that there was a faint smell of gunpowder on both sides, and the tense atmosphere was slightly fermenting.

"Drink the wine in front of you, and I will tell you."

When Luo Cheng was persuaded to drink by Beibei in "Different Paths", Liang Zhen knew that he had some instinctive rejection of this kind of thing, not to mention that he learned afterwards that the wine poured that night was all "fake wine" used by people for wedding and guests, that is, drinks like wine, which did not contain any alcohol.

Sure enough, Luo Cheng frowned slightly, and didn't want to accept this gift, so he subconsciously stretched out a hand and pulled Liang Zhen behind his back, and Liang Zhen's heart suddenly began to beat violently.

Because in the next second, the old man of the Yi nationality sitting in front of him suddenly jumped up from the stool, pulled open the table in front of him with both hands, and a shiny dagger slipped out of the black, red embroidered cuffs, and stabbed towards Luo Cheng quickly.

Luo Cheng had already prepared, grabbed Liang Zhen's waist, and dodged the old man's sudden attack sideways.

After all, she is still a young girl, although she has experienced so many changes, she is not yet capable of facing all this, and her previous indifference is almost all hard to support, as if the flowers that have just been picked in the greenhouse have been suddenly exposed to the sun. Luo Cheng only felt that Liang Zhen's body was light and fluttering, and the force in his hand subconsciously reduced a lot.

pounced, the old man did not give up, turned around and stared at Luo Cheng in front of him viciously, muttering in an incomprehensible Yi dialect, groping for something on the wall. Behind the black cloth that served as a curtain, there was a switch that looked like an electric switch. "Boom", with the action of the old man pulling down, the front and back doors, including the windows, were put down one after another copper chains, and the whole house suddenly became a dark prison.

"Nicimupo!"

I don't know when, the old man of the Yi nationality took advantage of the moment when the chain fell, flashed behind the black cloth, and with his loud roar, there were three or three Yi teenagers behind every window and door, and his eyes also showed the sharpness of the old man, staring at Liang Zhen and Luo Cheng viciously, holding a copper basin filled with liquid in his hand.

"Poke the!"

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Jiang Bai shuttled through the flow of people, and used WeChat to find Beibei to ask for Xu Yu's phone. Although this dead fat man always likes to get out of the situation, and he pokes a basket at every turn and doesn't know how to clean it up, but at this time, he is still very worried.

Beibei on the other end of the phone immediately sent Xu Thrush's phone over, with a daze emoji emoji.

"The fat guy got separated from us, we'll talk when I get back."

After sending this voice, Beibei replied with an OK gesture.

dialed several calls, but no one answered on the other end, and the continuous "beep" sound made Jiang Bai a little angry, the dead fat man was really unreliable to do things.

After thinking about it, it is possible that someone took away the mobile phone on the lively ancient street, and it was just that he could not be contacted all of a sudden. Thinking of this, Jiang Bai immediately turned around and ran towards the hotel.

The boss sitting at the front desk was still playing Lianlian, no matter how anxious the people running around in front of him were, he wouldn't raise his eyes to look more. Maybe it was because Jiang Bai and they rented the only suite here, and the boss was impressed by them, and said casually: "You are also back." ”

Also back?

"Is that the fat man back too?"

The boss nodded: "Well, I've been back." With that, he began to click the mouse in his hand again.

Been back? What does it mean at this time.

Jiang Bai felt that something seemed to be wrong, and immediately ran to the room on the top floor.

The luggage of the big bags and small bags are all there, the windows are closed well, and the sour plums that Xu Thrush has dismantled in half are still spread out on the bed, everything is the same as when he went out.

Only the suitcase in the corner, as if it had been disemboweled, was torn open and the zipper was opened, and it was empty, and only a rice cooker carton was left on the ground.