Xu Zhefeng opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him, and his heart was slightly confused.

His gaze groped in the darkness for a long time before he finally saw what was in front of him.

The simple ceiling, the simple furniture, the soft mats underneath the body, and the complex aroma lingering around the bed.

This aroma is the aroma of wine and tea, and I don't know how many years of immersion it has taken to finally become the taste it is today.

Where the fragrance of tea is so strong, it is naturally a teahouse.

The teahouse has a floor, but unfortunately there is only a second floor in total, and the place with a big palm is just the corner of the eaves that stands out of the eaves, which looks very discordant with everything around it.

This is a tea house on the corner of the West Market, the location is not eye-catching, and the tea and refreshments are not outstanding, so few guests usually come.

The owner of the teahouse is just an ordinary person, his name is Wang Lurong, he is more than forty years old, there are old and young in the family, and when he had some savings in the early years, he bought such a shop, thinking that he could soar, but in fact, he has been surviving until now.

Being able to survive is already the boss's fate.

Because on the third day of this small building, Wang Lurong heard how bad the feng shui of this small building was. I heard that there were restaurants, calligraphy and painting shops, cloth shops, and jade shops here before and after, and seven owners were changed before and after, all of whom were forced to move out after dismal operations.

No matter what kind of business it is, it's hard to wake up here.

After Wang Lurong heard about it, he almost regretted his intestines, and immediately went to find the previous jade boss who had put down this shop to theorize. Who knows, the other party has already left overnight on the day of the transaction. Finally threw away this hot potato.

Wang Lurong was at a loss for a while, thinking about suicide, whether it was better to hang himself or when it was more convenient to sink into the river. On the opposite side of the teahouse, there is a Qingfeng Pavilion.

What does Seifukaku sell? Naturally, it is not the breeze that is sold, but all kinds of feng shui objects.

The owner of Qingfeng Pavilion is a very young man, he looks very good, and his bearing is also very good, but unfortunately he is disabled.

Wang Lurong looked at the boss of Qingfeng Pavilion opposite, and only felt that the other party must have the same illness as him. How else would you open the shop to such a place where the horns and birds don't? So I had some sad feelings in my heart, and hurriedly went to the door to explain the problem here to the other party, and advised the other party if the seller could still be found. Hurry up and throw this shop out.

Who knows, the other party just smiled faintly when he heard this, not only did he not feel so anxious, but gave him a screen.

"Your teahouse is indeed invaded by evil winds. Especially at dusk. There's also a sinister entry. If you live there for a long time, not to mention money, I am afraid that you will be empty. ”

Wang Lurong looked at the man in his early twenties in front of him, where would he believe his words? It's just that the other party insisted on giving the screen to himself, and Wang Lurong repeatedly excused himself to no avail, so he finally had to accept it, and according to Chu Qingfeng's words, put it at the door of the teahouse.

Look at the intricate patterns on the screen. and the wood with a slight natural fragrance, Wang Lurong certainly knows that this screen is not ordinary.

Almost turned the house upside down. Wang Lurong still couldn't find anything that could be used as a gift in return, and wanted to buy some, but found that he had already had a clean sleeve, where could he find the money?

Thinking that Chu Qingfeng was physically inconvenient, and there seemed to be no one to serve him, Wang Lurong made up his mind that he would let his own girls cook meals every day and serve them by himself.

Wang Lurong's wife has no objection, such a valuable gift, it is already inappropriate to use such fireworks things. What's more, the other party seems to be a lonely disabled person, which is really unbearable.

Fortunately, Chu Qingfeng did not shirk, he ate whatever he sent, and he was never picky, which also made the husband and wife feel at ease.

Later, I don't know if the screen really worked, and the teahouse would come with a few scattered guests from time to time, although it was not much, but the turnover was basically able to maintain the livelihood of the family.

What made Wang Lurong even more excited was that since I don't know when, there were five or six guests, who would come every day. Come here early in the morning and leave in the evening, rain or shine.

These guests don't say much every day, just sit on the second floor fixedly, call for a few pots of tea and a few plates of refreshments, and sit for a day.

Wang Lurong saw the faces of these people, and it didn't seem that they were fierce and vicious people, but everyone had a bit of arrogance and a faintly visible fairy wind and bones, so he didn't dare to excuse himself.

Also because of curiosity, Wang Lurong also inquired about the origin of those people, but did not get any clear answer, and finally had to give up.

After a long time, these people became unfamiliar friends, and Wang Lurong opened the teahouse every day, as if waiting for the arrival of these people.

Just a few days ago, Wang Lurong suddenly discovered that the uncles on the second floor knew the boss of Qingfeng Pavilion opposite, and they were very respectful in their manners and words.

Later, there was a little girl who frequented in the Qingfeng Pavilion opposite, and after the little girl staged a farce in the side of the passage, she suddenly disappeared these days for some reason.

It was a thing that everyone knelt down and worshipped, almost a strange thing, Wang Lurong was settling accounts in the account room that day, and he didn't see that scene with his own eyes, but later it was said to be miraculous by everyone in Xishi.

Hearing about this, Wang Lurong was a little frightened. If the little girl who came here occasionally had some strange abilities, what kind of existence were these people upstairs and the one opposite, Chu Qingfeng.

Wang Lurong was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to show his panic.

Until yesterday, Huang Yixing, who often drinks tea on the second floor, brought two men and women who had never met before, saying that he wanted to arrange for them to live for a long time.

When did this tea shop become an inn?

Wang Lurong was flustered, but he didn't dare to refuse.

It's just that the tea house is very small, where can there be so many rooms for accommodation?

Wang Lurong cleaned up a warehouse, moved in with his wife, and gave up the bedroom to the girl named Xianglan.

The pandan girl was a good person, and she refused to listen to such an arrangement, saying that she had already come to live in the first place, and where could she occupy the magpie's nest.

Seeing that Xianglan really refused, he hired some people to clean up the warehouse, and finally made it into a boudoir that looked pretty good, and invited Xianglan to live in.

As for the other teenager......

Wang Lurong originally thought that he and Xianglan were a couple, but when he finished cleaning Xianglan's room, he found that the young man was just standing in the corner indifferently and did not make any moves.

This time it was sad for Wang Lurong, now except for the lobby, there is only one room left in the entire teahouse, what should I do?

"I'll just sleep in the hall." Xu Zhefeng opened his mouth coldly, like his usual cold eyes.

Where did Wang Lurong dare to advise, but Xu Zhefeng lay directly on the ground, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Wang Lurong was a little dazed, watching the young man's breathing gradually stabilize and finally scratching his hair that was about to fall out because of his worries in the past few days, and asked his wife to take out the bedding cover.

took out the silk that the two of them had never been willing to use and gave it to Xu Zhefeng, and Wang Lurong breathed a sigh of relief.

This silk quilt was still his wife's dowry, and the two of them were considered solid at that time, but they didn't expect it to become such a look now.

Wang Lurong arranged the two of them, and felt a lot of emotion, and in a blink of an eye, it was already pitch black outside, and it was raining sparsely.

An autumn rain and a cold, and now it's really cold.

There was no word all night, and the next day, except for two more people in the family, there seemed to be no other changes, and everything was as usual.

Huang Yixing and the others still came to the second floor early, ordering the original things, and the two of them just said a few words of warmth and coldness with the two Xianglan girls.

After Xianglan and Xu Zhefeng had breakfast, they went to the Qingfeng Pavilion opposite and talked for a while, and then turned back again.

There was no joy between the two of them, and they were not sad.

Wang Lurong peeked at the side for a long time, only to think that Xianglan seemed to be just a girl from an ordinary family, and she didn't know how to get involved with these people. It's that Xu Zhefeng, who has a cold color between his eyebrows, seems to have joined the army, and has a somewhat fearsome temperament.

After Xianglan came back, she went back to her room for a while, and then came out and said that she wanted to help do what she could.

Where did Wang Lurong dare to let her do the work, but she couldn't resist Xianglan at all, so she had to be accompanied by her wife and do some light work of picking vegetables and washing rice.

And Xu Zhefeng didn't seem to have the intention of talking to them more, but looked at the light rain outside the window from time to time, or looked up at the ceiling, maintaining an indifferent look.

In fact, what Xu Zhefeng was thinking about was the people on the second floor and Chu Qingfeng's identity.

Xiaobai has been walking up and down the teahouse, but mortals like Wang Lurong can't see it.

When he ran to the second floor, Xiaobai couldn't stand the fierce eyes of those people, shook his ears and left. At this time, I felt that the cornices and corners of the teahouse were interesting, and I somehow jumped on top and shrank there like a kitten.

A man, a woman, a rabbit, although this life is under the fence, it is a good sustenance no matter how you look at it. But both of them knew that this was just the surface.

What's more, they still remember the little girl named Xie Xiaoman in their hearts, and she ran away without even saying hello? In this world, are only Guo Pu and Xie Xiaoman able to do it?

Xu Zhefeng looked at the dark night, listening to the subtle sound of raindrops hitting the window lattice outside, and the anger in his heart flashed, but it was more of a kind of amazement.

It is impossible to be helped for a lifetime...... What's more, he, Xu Zhefeng, has never been a person who needs help from others.

If it weren't for the fear that something would happen to Xianglan, I wouldn't dare to part with her. Xu Zhefeng will not put himself in the current situation, what is protected by others, it is obviously just a fence!

How can he, Xu Zhefeng, be a proud person, willing to live in such a place! (To be continued......)