The lotus song that broke into life for no reason did not cause much trouble to Ke.

He already lives in obscurity, and he has no friendship with his neighbors, and the business of the library is also very cold. In addition to those deep ladies in Duancheng who secretly admired him, few people noticed that there was an extra woman in the Mingyue Library. Even if a few idlers asked, Ke only glanced at the person who asked him, and replied lightly: "Sister She." There is no other explanation. It made the man not embarrassed or embarrassed, and it was not interesting to talk to himself.

After doing this a few times, no one asked again.

After Hege recovered, he diligently took over all the chores in the library - laundry, cooking, and cleaning. Nothing was pulled down, and everything was very dedicated.

Ke was really unaccustomed to it at the beginning, in the past, he was used to being alone, and there was one more person in the cold, and he was very thoughtful in all aspects, and he would also cause a lot of embarrassment.

For example, the clothes that Ke had just changed were hung in the yard after a while. After turning a few pages, the book was neatly put away after a while, and I had to find it again. I had just drunk half of the tea and written half of the words, and when I went out to look for something, I came back and disappeared, and the tea bowl, tea cup, brush, and inkstone had been washed and put aside. It's often laughable. The most headache was the days when Hege first started to learn to cook. There is no distinction between sauce and vinegar, sugar and salt, and the taste of the dish is dazzling, and it can always be surprised.

Fortunately, Hege was a smart person, and such an embarrassing situation did not last long, and life in the library was quiet again.

However, it seems that it is not the same as before.

He Ge and Ke have the opposite temperament, they love to talk and laugh, and the two of them are just hot and cold.

The closer the New Year gets, and every household in the city is busy celebrating the New Year, the more deserted the business of the bookstore becomes, and even the alleys are rarely moved.

The Mingyue Library is still the same, and there is not even a red lantern hanging. There is no hint of a new year approaching.

"Is it pretty?" A magpie spring window flower hangs down in front of Ke's eyes. Looking up, it was He Ge's smiling face.

Ke nodded, "Well, that's good. ”

He Ge raised the window flower to the window and compared it, and said to himself: "It seems to be cut a little smaller." ”

He Ge was wearing a rose-red dress with thick fluff on the neckline and cuffs. The long hair was tied in a small bun at the ear, and a hairpin in the shape of a peony was pinned to the sideburns. The complexion is much better, the powder is red, and a pair of apricot eyes are crooked when they laugh, like a spring pool in February, bright and clear.

She put down the window grille, walked to the fireside to warm her hands, picked up scissors and red paper and cut them again, and said while cutting: "Ke, what do you like?" I followed Mother Wu in the market to learn how to cut magpies, but also cut spring flowers, cannonballs, and plums. Mother Wu is amazing, and she can cut portraits. She promised me that next time I had finished cutting these painted birds, she would teach me to cut small statues. ”

Ke didn't answer, and quietly leaned back in his chair to read.

He Ge was accustomed to this, and continued: "The day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, I put these window flowers on them, so that our library can be more happy." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of someone entering the door.

"Take a look at the guest officer, what do you need to greet me." As he spoke, he turned around and saw a tall and strong man standing at the door with his chest crossed. Due to the backlight, the face does not look very close.

Generally, the people who patronize the library are all readers, and the literary and literary are weak, which is completely different from the five big and three rough men in front of them. He Ge was stunned for a moment, and then he stumbled a little when he spoke again, "Guest, guest officer, the books are all on the shelves over there, just pick and choose." ”

Now that it is the end of the year, there are few people on the street, and the people in front of him are not like good people, He Ge turned around and wanted to pull Ke next to him in a little panic, but found that the place where Ke was sitting was empty. When did he leave, and why didn't he feel it at all? He Ge nervously shook the scissors in his hand and looked at the visitor vigilantly.

The man walked in, revealing a very rugged face. He sang a song to the lotus, revealing a shining gold tooth. He Ge immediately had goosebumps, and the scissors in his hand tightened even more.

"Little girl, is the owner of this shop a son?" Golden Tooth walked over slowly, picked up a word Ke had just written, looked left and right, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground. Eagle-like eyes were fixed on Hege.

He Ge was scared in his heart, and took two steps back, but unfortunately he was facing the door of the back house. The gold-toothed gaze crossed Hege, glanced at the back house, and said with a smile: "Thank you little girl for showing the way." After saying that, raising his hand was a split, and He Ge only felt that there was darkness in front of him for an instant and he lost consciousness.

Golden Tooth squatted in front of He Ge, looked up and down carefully, and sighed twice, "What a stunning beauty with fine skin and tender meat, I am lucky to have such an unexpected harvest today!" Wait for Lao Tzu to unveil the list, take you back with me, and play with Lao Tzu. ”

Golden Tooth took out an iron whip from his arms, shook it off with a "snap", and entered the back house proudly.

I don't know how long later, when He Ge woke up, he was surprised to find that he was lying on the desk where Ke was writing, with a half-cut window flower in his hand, and Ke was still leaning on the back of the chair to read a book like Fang Cai. He Ge sat up straight, feeling his head dizzy for a while. What about that vicious gold tooth just now? Was it just a nightmare? But it was so real, He Ge even remembered the cold sweat she broke out just now.

"Woke up?" Ke's voice came from behind the book, calm and indifferent. It's not the same as usual. If Golden Tooth had really been here just now, how could he be so peaceful? He Ge muttered in his heart, but nothing was abnormal.

"Why are you in a daze, haven't you woken up yet?"

"Don't you see a big gold tooth?" He Ge blurted out, but immediately regretted it again. What if it's really your own dream?

Sure enough, Ke shook his head helplessly while holding the book, added a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Drink a cup of tea and wake up." ”

He Ge took the tea bowl curtly, and caught a glimpse of the words written by Ke out of the corner of his eye. Wait, didn't the big gold tooth throw Ke's word just now, that one was written by Ke just this morning, and the transcription was Yuan Zhen's "Nan Qin Xue", if you can find that word, you can know if it's a dream or not. He Ge drank tea while his eyes searched around.

"What are you looking for?"

"Uh...... The "Nan Qin Xue" you wrote in the morning, I think it's very good-looking, and I want to see it again. ”

Ke was silent for a moment and didn't answer, and He Ge sighed in his heart, could it be that he guessed it! If there really is a golden tooth, he looks so fierce, and it seems that he came to find Ke specifically to hear what he means, then what does Ke have to do with him? Where is the gold tooth now? Didn't you find Ke just now, and now you're hiding? Then do I want Ke to avoid it quickly?

He Ge was struggling with herself, and Ke had already handed out a notebook, which was the one she was looking for. On the copybook is a small block with a smooth rhyme. A piece of writing is thoughtful and powerful, and it is very beautiful. It's just that there is a water mark in the middle of the copybook, which soaks the surrounding fonts and melts them a little, which is very eye-catching.

Ke put the word in front of He Ge, "I didn't want to tell you, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed." Put this word under your face when you fall asleep, and this is your ......"

Before Ke finished speaking, He Ge had already snatched the words with a red face and put them in his arms. "Got it, got it, I'll pay attention to it later." A cigarette ran back to the back house.

Hege's back disappeared into the courtyard of the back house. Ke put down the pen in his hand, waved his hand, and a figure flashed sideways from the shadow of the bookshelf.

The man walked over to the table and stood respectfully with his hands bowed to the side.

"This girl woke up so fast." Ke turned his head and called out lightly, "Fu Zhe," and stretched out his hand to hand out a volume of transcribed scriptures on the table. Fu Zhe at the table bowed down and took it. "Although I don't like the assassin just now, since everyone is dead, let's send a copy of the scriptures and live for a while."

"Yes, Childe."

"Let's do it according to the old rules, find a few other places to put some news, and get rid of all the people who come to unveil the list." Ke leaned against the tea stove, and the heat of the tea came up, with a hint of tea fragrance. "It's getting late, you go. After the matter is done, you can go to the temple yourself and do a ritual for them. ”

Fu Zhe took the scripture into his arms, and with another flick he turned to leave.

The water in the stove has been boiling for a long time, making a gurgling sound. Ke lifted the tea stove and filled the green jade tea bowl. Whenever I am upset, as long as I take a sip of this tea, my heart will be much brighter.

That girl is too clear-eyed and careful, but it's just a word, perhaps, she is not the best candidate.

This unveiler is already the second of the year. They're coming a little too fast. Ke frowned. The unveiler is the name of the killer who specializes in killing people and buying and selling goods in the black market. His name has a fatal appeal to them, as the bounty for his head on the black market is already as high as 10,000 taels of gold. Over the years, he has been approached by unveilers almost every few years. But none of them succeeded. It's been more than ten years. This year, however, is different, with two in one year. Perhaps, there is not much time left. I took a sip of tea, put it in my mouth, and let the sweetness and bitterness of the tea fill my mouth, and the full fragrance of tea penetrated into every inch of my lips and teeth.

This time, it had to be a hit. Otherwise, it will be doomed.