Shang Cheng rushed into the dark night, and ran to the other end of the side street against the blowing night wind.

It's midnight, and there is neither moon nor stars on the viscous bottomless sky, and the houses on both sides have long since closed their doors, and the streets are so dark that you can't see your fingers. He couldn't even see the road under his feet. But he didn't care whether he was stepping on a slate or a pothole, and stumbled towards the lonely light at the end of the street. He had one thing in mind: if he took one more step, he would be closer to his wife, and if he took one more step, he would be closer......

When he pulled down half of the door curtain and crashed into Xu Ji, his down-and-down appearance startled the boss of the song shop and the two or three tables of guests in the lobby. The delicate soft feet on his head have disappeared, and the Shu brocade cardigan covering the outside of the cotton robe has also rolled half of the soil, so pickled that he can't see the original color at all, plus he dislikes the obstruction and tears off the blindfold and grabs it in his hand, his terrifying face and a hideous expression, he is a terrible ghost who just crawled out of the hell of Ah Bi!

He grabbed a guy in front of him who looked like a buddy, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who was singing here just now?" ”

The man was probably frightened by him, his hands on his arms, his legs off the ground kicking wildly in the air, his eyes staring at him without blinking, and a string of meaningless vague syllables coming out of his throat.

He immediately shook off this guy, grabbed a middle-aged man who didn't have time to dodge through the counter, and asked again: "Who sang here just now?" ”

The tall and chubby middle-aged man was dragged up by him, half of his body was dragged over the wooden platform, his face was squeezed into a pile of fat, his facial features were moved in shock, and he asked with trembling lips: "Who?" You, you ......" muttered several times without a whole sentence.

"Speak quickly!" Shang Cheng slammed his fist on the counter. There was a muffled sound, and the three or four jars of wine and several stacks of bowls on the cabinet rushed upwards in unison, fell down and shook left and right several times, and then there was a crisp sound with a bang, and the lobby was suddenly filled with a rich aroma of wine.

The middle-aged man was so frightened that his fat face was completely bloodless, and the two lines of sweat on his sideburns snaked down his cheeks like earthworms. He stared at Shang Cheng's face, and suddenly his heart was blessed, and he screamed in a hissing voice: "Say! Say! I say! Who are the old customers looking for? ”

"The woman who sang just now!"

"The Singing Woman?" The middle-aged man grabbed Shang Cheng's wrist tightly, for fear that his life would end as soon as he exerted his strength, and his sweat-stained eyes blinked desperately, and his eyes swept straight up and down the lobby. There were three female dancers singing on the right side of the hall, all of whom were so frightened that they lost their faces at this time, threw away the drums and threw the iron stool, hugged a ball and squatted in the corner of the wall and shivered. There are also three tables in the hall for those who take the exam from other places, and each table also invites two or three Kabuki Miki to accompany the wine. In the middle of the night, the three watches were full of wine and food, these women were using all their tricks to enliven the atmosphere of the banquet, Jiao Han invited the wine in his hand and held the cup in his hand, the hand of the drum and the flower was still holding the embroidery, and the light man danced and pinched the body and picked the onion fingers, who knew that the evil ghost suddenly knocked on the door between the lights and wine, and all of a sudden they were frightened like the clay statue in the temple and fixed in the place. Seeing the eyes of the middle-aged man sweeping, these women all wanted to bow their heads to avoid it, but their necks did not listen to the call, they wanted to open their mouths to plead, but they couldn't make a sound in their mouths, and in a panic, they heard half a voice, and a woman couldn't hold back the strange tension in the hall, and was scared and fainted......

The middle-aged man trembled and asked, "You, you see, which one of them is it?" ”

"It's not them! It's a Yanshan folk song! ”

"Yanshan? Ballad? The middle-aged man looked confused. Emperor Bodhisattva, who is this ghost looking for?

At this time, a guy at the counter suddenly said, "I know! Let us go one by one, and I'll take you there! ”

"You know?" Shang Cheng stared at the bold guy up and down. He was not afraid of any tricks they played, so he put aside the shopkeeper and said, "Then you take me!" ”

He followed the guy out of the corner door of the lobby, walked through a short passage and entered the second gate, and faced six or seven main houses, half of which were unlit and completely dark, and only the two rooms on the west side had a hazy light. The guy stopped when he got down the stone steps, pointed to one of them and said, "That is the Yanshan woman you are looking for is in that room!" Shang Cheng didn't say a word, so he strode over, and didn't care about the guy's words of jumping up behind his back and yelling, "Childe beware of thieves who want to seek revenge and commit murder". He came to find his mother-in-law, and when it came to the edge of the sky, he also took advantage of it, even if the emperor came, he didn't want to stand in his way, not to mention a broken song shop! Lianniang didn't feel wronged, even if there was something about three long and two short, hum one by one! All the people in this ruined yard will live to the end!

He stood in front of the door, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, and the tips of his fingers touched the cold door, but his arm suddenly drooped softly, and this palm could no longer be pushed.

Lian Niang, Lian Niang, is that you? Are you behind this door? Are you in this house?

My wife, my most beloved person, if it is really you, why haven't you gone back to Yanshan to find me in the past two years? Why do you want me to endure the pain and torment of longing in endless agony? Have you forgotten about me, or do you not want to come to see me? Or is it the shackles of misery that bind your hands and feet and make it impossible for you to break free......

A series of questions suddenly came to his mind. They stuck like needles in his heart. He searched for two years, waited for two years, but at this moment when they were about to meet, he hesitated, he hesitated, he no longer had the strength to push open this wooden door, and he no longer had the courage to face everything he had to face......

He slowly withdrew his hands, lowered his head, and stood there quietly like a philosopher exploring the great propositions of life, society, and the world.

The main room with the lights on in front of him was as quiet as he was. The guy who led the way had already faded with the sound of the warning. There was a commotion in the lobby in front of the liquor store. A siren sounded farther away. Dogs near and far were barking excitedly and excitedly, and the short, poignant barking tore through the silent night sky......

At last he raised his arm again, and the palm of his hand rested slowly, solemnly, and resolutely on the door, and gently pressed it one by one

The door opened.

The thick curtain behind the door was also lifted by him.

The light in the room was a little dim, but there were two lamps sitting on the table, which illuminated the two people on the side of the table clearly. Shang Cheng didn't bother to look at the young scribe with a surprised look on his face, and his eyes were tightly locked on the woman on the side of the case.

It's not Lianniang!

An indescribable sadness immediately filled his chest. This woman is not his lotus girl! Although this woman also has a pair of talking eyes, and a beautiful face with a bit of stubbornness and unyielding, even if her appearance is covered with a layer of dark yellow light under the light, the description is not so clear, but after seeing it at first glance, he knows that this is definitely not Lianniang!

At the same time, he felt a sense of relief.

He felt guilty about what he had thought at the door. Really! How could Lian Niang be in such a place? He must have been overwhelmed by the evil spirits to think so much...... You're a bastard! He scolded himself fiercely in his heart.

He shook his head in disappointment, sighed silently, muttered "I'm sorry" in his mouth, and wanted to turn away.

His steps did not move, and his eyes stared at the woman in the kabuki costume for a long time, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Hehe, he said that he has a relationship with this woman, it's not that the mountains and rivers don't turn around, he and her meet again!

He walked over, and without the need for the young scribe to greet him, he sat down on a hollow drum stool on the side of the strip. He threw the blindfold on the case, picked up the wine jug on the case, found a bowl and poured a glass of wine, tilted his neck to drink the warm wine in one gulp, poured another one, put one hand on the rim of the lamp with the other, and made a toast to the woman who had not woken up from the nightmare, and said with a smile: "Nine Niangzi, don't come to harm?" ”