The autumn is cold and windy, and the fallen leaves are gone. Winter is coming, and the sky at this time becomes distant and empty.

In the cold day, the number of people wandering around the streets searching for eyes gradually increased.

In the cold night, under the bare pale flesh of the tree trunks, in the rush of people, from time to time there are faintly rotating people, who also seem to be waiting and searching for something.

Rumors are flowing, and huge whirlpools emerge from time to time in the turbulence, as if they want to swallow up the entire peaceful city at once.

Unusual signs tell Wu Hao, who is as careful as a hair, that there is an undercurrent here that is restless, and it will set off stormy waves at any time.

He didn't venture out again, and in the winter, it was also the dormant period of his physiological instincts. As the saying goes: spring sowing, summer busy, autumn harvest, winter storage. For several days, apart from going to the lock shop to walk and sit, he no longer bothered to disturb the hunters who were waiting for the net, whether they were red or white. He does not want to, and does not want, to engage or clash with them head-on. In this extraordinary period, he just needs to be his own idle clouds and wild cranes, and laugh leisurely at the wind and clouds.

He knew what those boiling rumors had touched.

He also knew that the notebook in his hand seemed to be the origin of this rushing and restless flow, who wanted to get it, who wanted to take it back, Wu Hao knew it even more.

He didn't want to pursue all this, and he didn't care too much. He just told Zou Yujie that he must not go out to show up in the near future, just in case. For himself, the most important thing at present is: take advantage of the change of seasons, in his own recuperation period, Taoguang to recuperate, and avoid its edge.

In the afternoon of this day, Wu Hao came to the lock store. Seeing that the little stone was busy, he did not disturb it. Father Li and his acquaintances were doing homely, and the store showed a comfortable appearance.

Seeing that Xiao Shi was busy with the work in his hand, Wu Hao sat alone in the store. Xiao Shi sent the guest away, jumped over in one step, and blamed in his mouth: "Master! I didn't say hello when I came. ”

"Doesn't it look like you're busy? Besides, I'm just coming over to have a look, and it's not a big deal. Wu Hao said casually.

"People say, 'I taught the apprentice, and the master starved to death.'" It's good that you taught the apprentice, and the master died idle. Father Li and the acquaintance were empty, so he went over and joked to Wu Hao.

"Yes, yes, this shop is thanks to the stones, otherwise it would have been abandoned." When Wu Hao heard this, he hurriedly said to Father Li.

"Master, don't say that, it's embarrassing to say it. As the saying goes: 'A teacher for a day, a father for life', not to mention taking care of a small shop, is to honor you, and it should be. ”

"Look, look, this little baby is so sensible and sensible. Accepting Xiaoshi's apprentice is a blessing for you. Father Li pointed at Wu Hao and said with envy.

"That's, that's." When Wu Hao heard this, his face was sunny.

"Okay, it's getting late, and my old man is going home for dinner. Let's go! Father Li roared in a low voice, and was about to get up, when his waist flashed, and he bowed there, only to frighten Xiaoshi into a cold sweat. Wu Hao wanted to step forward and caress him, but Daddy Li's eyes widened, brushed away Wu Hao's kindness, and showed a look of disobedience, pushed away Wu Hao's outstretched hand with his hand, held the lintel, went out of the door, and went down the steps tremblingly.

"Daddy Li, go slowly!" The little stone shouted crisply.

Father Li didn't say anything, didn't answer, and staggered away along the side of the road alone.

"Master, it seems that there are no guests here today, let's close the door early." Seeing Daddy Li's figure drifting away, Xiao Shi turned his head and said to Wu Hao.

"You go back so late every day, what's wrong with today?" Wu Hao was full of doubts, looked at the little stone in a daze and asked.

"Master, you forgot, tomorrow is the first day of the winter month! I remembered it last month, and I can't forget it this time. Xiao Shi looked up at Wu Hao and said.

"Are you going to buy incense paper again?"

"Well, it's rare for you to come to the store today, let's go together, okay?" Xiaoshi took Wu Hao's hand and begged.

Wu Hao saw that Xiaoshi looked pious and a little pitiful, and scratched Xiaoshi's nose with his index finger and said, "It's okay, because of your filial piety, go, let's go together!" ”

After buying the incense paper, Wu Hao and the joyful little stone returned home.

Zou Yujie took a look at the house, looking at their master and apprentice with questions on their faces. Xiao Shi hurriedly turned around and said to Zou Yujie mysteriously: "I can't tell you for the time being today, but you will know the Tao tomorrow." ”

In the early morning of the next day, the room was already full of smoke, only smoked Zou Yujie and got up, and when he got out of the bedroom, he saw that the small stone was kneeling on the ground and burning incense paper, and suddenly realized: it turned out to be like this.

Zou Yujie stepped out with her clothes closed, snuggled up to the small stone, knelt down, bowed three times and bowed to the statue of the lock god, closed together with the small stone, and burned the paper.

When the day dawned, the two finished their memorials, looking at the deep eyes of the lock god and the kind and kind face, Zou Yujie couldn't help but cry.

Since coming to the house, for several months, Zou Yujie has never been able to go out again, going in and out of the room every day, except for Wu Hao's master and apprentice, there is no interaction with anyone, and after they left, only one person was left at home.

The old man in the portrait is looking at himself with a smile, both familiar and unreachable, this feeling haunts her heart from time to time, calms her, comforts her, and makes her soul rest.

"Who is he?" Knowing that this was Wu Hao's master and Xiaoshi's master, Zou Yujie just didn't understand, the first time she saw the statue of the lock god, the old man's form and spirit were deeply rooted in her heart. And every time she sleeps, she can always see his kind smile.

"Sister Zou, why are you stunned?" Xiao Shi got up and saw Zou Yujie dim, as if in a dream, staring at her fair face, and asked curiously.

"Your master must have been a good person when he was alive, and since I came to this house, I always dreamed of his smiling face." Zou Yujie still muttered to the little stone with a hazy face.

"Strange, you often dream of him too?" Xiao Shi was shocked and asked in disbelief.

"I dreamed of him on the first day I came, and in the dream his old man said to me that this was fate, and when I woke up, I didn't feel that the words were still in my ears, and I was endlessly winding around the beam for several days." Zou Yujie said with a faint expression.

"Me too!" Xiao Shi met Zou Yujie's face, looked at it carefully, and said loudly in exclamation.

"That's it, he treats us as relatives." Zou Yujie seemed to have made a hard landing from the darkness all of a sudden, and her eyes became clear like a spring.

"What are you two talking about? A mysterious look. Wu Hao came out of the bedroom at first glance, came to the living room, and saw that the two of them were there, and asked puzzledly.

"It's nothing, we're talking about your master, what about my master?" When Xiao Shi saw the master come out, he got up and said around his tongue.

"Have you been filial to his old man?" Wu Hao saw that the smoke in the room had not yet dissipated, so he went over and pushed open the window as he spoke, and a gust of cold wind followed, blowing away the thick smoke in the room. Wu Hao had just gotten up, and the heat on his body was still there, and when he was invaded by this cold wind, he couldn't help but "ahh

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha! This is the master who wants to master you. When Xiao Shi saw it, he clapped his hands happily and laughed.

"Is there such a thing?" Wu Hao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, grabbed the small stone, and asked him jokingly.

Zou Yujie laughed lightly and said politely: "What the stone said is right, I'm afraid it's really your master who is nagging about you." ”

When Wu Hao heard this, he was stunned, and for a while, when he thought of his master, he couldn't help but feel stunned.

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