Now the whole Guixi seems to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and under the fog is an undercurrent surging, surging with increasingly fierce strange book rumors, surging with unknown forces from all sides, surging with the uneasy psychology of the people, surging with Feng Eping's inexplicable anxiety and worry.

The next day, Feng Eping really didn't know where to find some clues, her mood was a little dull, she didn't eat, and she went out alone. In fact, she didn't know where she was going, she just wanted to go out, and she couldn't stay at home all the time, otherwise the stone in her heart would make her breathless.

Walking on the street, the street is full of pedestrians, everything seems so peaceful, but she always feels that all this is like an illusion, as if it all may disappear in an instant.

Feng Eping came to the most popular and most visited teahouse in the town - Guiping Teahouse.

Feng Eping picked an empty table and sat down, and the teahouse junior saw it and walked over with a smile, "Guest officer, what do you want?" ”

"A pot of good tea, a plate of wick paste, and a piece of dried eggplant." Feng Eping half-closed her eyes and said weakly. However, as soon as Feng Eping finished speaking, the teahouse junior immediately smiled and said, "Guest officer, judging from the dim sum you ordered, you must be our authentic Guixi people." ”

Of course, Feng'e Ping is an authentic snack with Guixi characteristics, although Feng Eping is not an authentic Guixi person, but she has been here for so long and she has a little understanding of some local customs, although she didn't seem to think too much when she came to the teahouse, but the teahouse is mixed, all kinds of people have it, she thinks it would be better if she let others feel that she is an authentic local.

Soon, Xiao Er delivered tea and snacks to Feng Eping's table. Feng Eping poured out a small cup of tea, then picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, feeling soft and delicate, mellow and sweet, and the tea rhyme was long. Feng Eping put down the teacup and looked at the dried eggplant that had been cut into small pieces on the plate in front of her, and thought, how can this unattractive guy be the favorite eater of Guixi's men, women and children? Feng Eping picked up a small piece of dried eggplant and slowly put it in her mouth, the dryness was moderate, just right for her teeth, not soft, not hard, not sticky to her teeth, and chewy, eating into the mouth, a little powdery, a little glutinous, the taste, slightly salty, slightly spicy, with the mellow of sesame seeds, and the fragrance of perilla. Feng Eping finally understood why people here love it, and it is a perfect match to drink a sip of green tea from the morning tea pit and eat a mouthful of dried eggplant with a unique flavor!

Feng Eping was drinking tea and eating dim sum, slowly and leisurely, as if she was a Guixi person who came to drink tea and enjoy a happy and slow life.

At this time, several men drinking tea sitting behind Feng Eping suddenly discussed the Bull Head Gang.

"You know what? I heard that the people of the Bull Head Gang have come to our Guixi. ”

"What have you heard, it's true, I saw the people of the Bull Gang with my own eyes yesterday. There is also the rumored red hair in the rivers and lakes, who looks fierce and vicious. ”

"Really? What are they doing here? They're not good people! ”

They don't stop saying a word, I don't stop saying a word,

Who knows, Cao Cao Cao arrived, at this time a group of people came to the door of the teahouse, Feng Eping casually strafed it with his eyes, and found that it was the bull head gang red hair who walked in with more than a dozen subordinates.