Chapter 9: The Fairy Disappears
Yan Ce brought food early in the morning to find Yuanqian, took the key and skillfully opened the door, and put breakfast on the dining table on the first floor, "Fairy, are you up?" Sure enough, there was no response on the second floor, and it seemed that he didn't get up.
Yan Ce said loudly, "Fairy, get up, I brought something delicious." β
No one answered.
Yan Ce was wearing a white sweatshirt, which was the same as yesterday's yellow clothes, wearing black Hurricane sneakers, his hair was neatly scattered, and he didn't apply hairspray today. Looking at the appearance, the mood must be excellent, and the feet are as light as stepping on cotton, as if they can fly happily at any time.
Yan Ce knocked on the door of the room, his voice was sweet, and the sunny boy's breath continued to overflow, it seems that this guy still didn't take the matter of the lady picture too seriously. "Fairy, we're going out to play, get up quickly, don't be lazy. There was no response in the room, and he continued to knock on the door, but no one answered.
Yan Ce thought about it, his expression flashed, and his eyes immediately seemed to know everything, "I know, are you playing hide and seek with me~" I have to say that Yan Ce at this time is simply too naΓ―ve, just like teasing a child.
After several times when no one answered, Yan Ce plucked up the courage to persuade himself to open the door, and looked over boldly, there was really no one on the bed. The phone is still on the side of the pillow, and it can be seen that Yuan Qian really likes this thing, so the fairy will definitely take these things with her when she leaves.
Then Yan Ce opened the cupboard to confirm again, everything was here and had not been touched, and the pajamas were thrown on the bed at will.
After confirming several times that the room had indeed disappeared, and that he had disappeared in his ancient costume, Yan Ce's expression changed from a happy smile just now to a calm face, "Did you go out to forage for food by yourself!" Yan Ce thought about all kinds of possibilities in his heart, opened his mobile phone to confirm the time, and it was indeed only half past seven. Could it be that the ancient people got up early, and the fairies had just come, so they didn't adapt to it and went out for a walk?
Her mind was spinning, and she was not familiar with the surroundings, except for knowing herself, she had only seen Old Man Peng. Then a voice told him that the fairy should not go to see Old Man Peng, but the reality said that you should not make up your mind first, it is better to look for it, in case you do! Yan Ce followed the second idea, so he drove Nasao Baohong directly to his shop, the door was locked, Old Man Peng and the old men sat there as usual, but today Old Man Peng's newspaper was replaced by a small wooden bench, and there was a cotton cushion on it.
"Uncle Peng, have you seen the beautiful girl who came to my store yesterday?" Yan Ce got out of the car and walked in front of Uncle Peng, only to see that Uncle Peng was dressed in black, and even his hair was swarthy, looking very young.
Uncle Peng took out a small handful of melon seeds from his left pocket and put them on his right hand, and the ground was covered with a piece of fortune-telling paper that had a long history, on which the green dragon and white tiger each occupied one side, and picked up a melon seed in his left hand and knocked it, and the melon seed skin was thrown on the fortune-telling paper casually, which didn't look like a fortune teller at all, and he didn't care about his own food at all.
Uncle Peng shook his head, "No, but~" Yan Ce thought that Uncle Peng had something to say, and then the next half sentence "You look good today." β
Yan Ce thought that Uncle Peng was joking, and wanted to go back to the past, but subconsciously thought of the moment when Yuan Qian used that fan yesterday. I began to get anxious inexplicably, and even my expression was a little wrinkled, and the appearance of the eyebrows was really attention-grabbing. Old man Peng seemed to see through it, and replied with a smile in a kind voice, "What's the hurry, I'll come back when it's time to come back, people can't lose it." β
Yan Ce thought about it, there are so many delicious foods in this world, can you still keep one person! It must be that he has gone out again, and he will come back later. Immediately, Yan Ce squatted beside Uncle Peng, "Why don't you give me a hexagram and calculate my recent feng shui, not for nothing." β
Uncle Peng glanced at him, and suddenly became happy, "Okay, I'll calculate a hexagram for you, and take the money five hundred and one hexagrams first." β
"Ah, it's so expensive, you won't want to cheat me, right! You sit in front of my door every day, you're an old friend, it's cheaper. Yan Ce took out his coaxing routine, Uncle Peng didn't eat him at all, and a man's smiling and bright eyes were ill-intentioned at first glance.
Then Uncle Peng offered enough tempting benefits, "I can calculate this hexagram for you, I can solve your urgent needs, do you count!" The expression was clearly sure that Yan Ce would definitely pay for it, Yan Ce gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll count." β
Uncle Peng's face was straight, like a god stick and a half-hanger, with a naughty appearance of being extremely underbeaten, and continued, "The price has risen, add the hexagram, two thousand." β
Yan Ce stood up directly, "Uncle Peng, you, you..." finally thought of something, Yan Ce was defeated, "WeChat transfer"
Uncle Peng smiled proudly, a little like a profiteer, and then pretended to be indifferent, "Don't worry, check the goods first and pay later, and you will be satisfied." Then I saw the mysterious appearance of the old man, hooked his fingers, and Yan Ce squatted down and attached his ear to the old man's mouth.
Dozens of seconds later, Yan Ce smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Peng, I'll go right away." Yan Ce paid the money happily and drove away, Uncle Peng looked at the departing figure and hesitated for a few seconds, his face returned to a relaxed appearance, and he took out the melon seeds and continued to knock them one by one.
The fortune tellers around looked at Old Man Peng, "Okay, Old Man Peng, it's two thousand yuan in a few minutes." Tell us what you just said. β
Old man Peng said solemnly: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. β
"You old man Peng, what kind of stinky shelf, who doesn't know what we do~" Old man Peng was too lazy to listen to them, and earned two thousand yuan, and he was in a good mood. Pick up the tattered piece of paper in front of you, wrap the melon seed skin, pick up the small bench and leave.
"Hey, you stinky old man, why are you so angry. β
"Okay, you don't have to say a few words, you're here to tell fortunes, not chew your tongue, just like the shrews of decades ago. Saying that, the old man next to him moved his things to the side in disgust, and he was too lazy to deal with the old man who spoke thief, as if he was afraid of being infected by the feng shui of the old man.
Yan Ce drove to an alley in the suburbs, and opened the navigation on his mobile phone to search for No. 35 Yingcai Street, but two minutes later, "There is no information here, Old Man Peng didn't lie to me!"
Yan Ce got out of the car and saw an old man passing by with vegetables, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Uncle, let me ask, where is this Yingcai Street?"
When the old man heard that he was asking for directions, he asked very enthusiastically, "Young man, whose family are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for a resident at 35 Yingcai Street. Yan Ce was very polite, in the eyes of the old man, he was a sensible young man, but after hearing what he asked, the old man's face immediately changed, and the enthusiasm seemed to be just an illusion.
"Young man, don't tease the old man, how can there be No. 35 on this Yingcai Street. Then the old man left, this time it was Yan Ce's turn to change his face, a few meanings, there was no number 35.
Yan Ce asked two more people without giving up, and they both said that there was no No. 35, "Could it be that I was deceived by Uncle Peng, is it impossible! I can see it every day when I look up and look down, and I will not deceive acquaintances, and he also clearly said Zhou Chong's matter." β
After a few minutes of thinking, Yan Ce was convinced that Uncle Peng was definitely not deceiving, and something must have gone wrong.
So I found someone and pointed in the direction of Yingcai Street, and the others didn't ask in detail. drove in the small alley, and Yan Ce didn't get out of the car until he couldn't move forward in the small alley. Walking straight along the dilapidated alley, he looked around with a confused face, "What's the situation, it's gone after the 34th?"