At six o'clock in the morning, I woke up Yu Xiangrousi, supported him in a half-asleep and half-awake house in full view of everyone, and walked out of the tiled house.

In the small courtyard, the morning sun that has just risen, the fresh air, and the happiness of the rest of the life after the catastrophe for no reason.

Let the sun shine on me, I sniffed my nose twice, frowned inadvertently, held a bulging bag in my left hand, and held Yu Xiang's shredded meat with my right hand, which was completely awake by the cold wind, and whispered: "This yard has recruited a bunch of ghosts by Pixiu at night, this ghost smell is too strong, and the sun has not dispersed."

Ghosts have a special smell that can be smelled by people who have opened their noses and cultivated to a certain level. I couldn't do it before, but with the support of my system mother, I can barely smell this indescribable smell.

It is especially like the smell in a nursing home, it must be the kind of nursing home where most of the elderly are waiting for death, it is the special taste of twilight, the smell of the elderly and the smell of burning paper ash, and the three flavors are mixed together to produce a special taste.

Take a puff and it's much more refreshing than a cigarette.

I took three sharp puffs, awakening myself to a somewhat hazy consciousness and wanted to go to the Pixiu stone statue to see if anything else had changed. But when I turned around, I found that the mask of Lord Yama was at the door of the tiled house, and his eyes were on the two of us for a moment, as if he was monitoring our every move to avoid accidents.

"Don't look back, move on."

Yu Xiang Rou seemed to be aware of the danger, and it was rare to remind me in a whisper without hurrying.

"Hmm!"

I used my mental strength to keep an eye on the changes behind me, while keeping my body walking posture unchanged until I walked out of the courtyard gate.

The strong man who guarded the door last night is nowhere to be found.

Fortunately, he is not here, otherwise he would have stopped me, and if I wanted the Penguin, he would have dived me for a while, which would have been much more uncomfortable than the Karma Basket.

After walking a few laps along the street and making sure that no one was following behind you, follow the same path back to the downstairs of the hotel. I didn't rush upstairs, but took out my mobile phone and kept sending penguin messages to Fang Fatzi.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Yu Xiang Rousi returned to a stupid and cute state, a little bit of a stupid person who wanted to pull over the dog's head and look at my phone screen.

"Hey!"

I ignored him and answered the phone call from Fang Fatzi: "Where are you two going?" It's almost time for me to send you the location! Yes! I'll be waiting for you two downstairs, you two hurry up, it's cold in the morning! ”

With that, I hung up.

Yu Xiang Rousi hurriedly asked, "Brother, who are you calling?" Who's going to come in a moment? Isn't it amazing? Are we helping? ”

"Yes, it's our helper."

I replied briefly, and last night I spit out a third note from the Pixiu stone statue, and the notice was to ask me to call a reliable teammate.

As for teammates, I don't have any other partners except Lao Zhou and Fang Fatzi. So send a penguin letter to Fang Fatzi and ask him to drive from Songdong to Fengshen overnight. It's also fortunate that Lao Zhou and Fang Fatzi didn't have a hangover, otherwise they would be blind in vain, and the brothers will definitely not be able to see my penguin letter when they are asleep.

The main reason for the two of them to come overnight was that they were afraid of unpredictable variables last night, but they never expected Yu Xiangrou to play extraordinarily and have no. But the two brothers are already in place, so they can only greet them and study the countermeasures to face tonight.

After waiting for ten minutes, a dilapidated Volkswagen 2018 Santana stopped on the side of the road, and the body was covered with dust, as if it had not been wiped in more than ten years, and it had become the car's paintwork. The exhaust pipe at the rear of the car emitted black smoke out, and the whole car was not burning engine oil, but burning bud rice poles.

"Bang dang!"

Fang Fatzi stared at his bloodshot eyes, took an unlit cigarette in his mouth, opened the door and got out of the car, and then saw me standing on the side of the road, and raised his hand to greet: "Brother Yi!" What about this! ”

"it!"

I walked around Santana, and then asked the fat man, "What has this car become, and you dare to go up the highway?!"

"Don't you say you're in a hurry! I didn't have a car either, and in the end it was Lao Zhou who brought it up from his secret garage. Should I say it or not, this little car is so amazing, I drifted over! ”

Fang Fatzi lit a cigarette, smoked three puffs and still yawned, his legs were swaying in the aisle, he had to admire his driving skills, this car was not driven by ordinary people.

"Where's Lao Zhou?"

I stood beside him, patted him on the shoulder with relief, and a feeling of friendship to rely on spontaneously arose, and asked if Lao Zhoulai had come.

"What about this! Here's it!"

Lao Zhou clutched a flat bottle of two pots in his hand, drove down from the back seat full of wine and sweat, walked in front of me, reached out and punched me in the chest, and looked at me up and down, left and right, to make sure that he was not injured, and then scolded with confidence: "What are you going to do?! Song Dong can't tolerate you?! What are you doing here?!What are you going to do here?!! Who's going to save you?!"

"Isn't this dead, let's study the situation on the other side in a while."

I explained weakly, I didn't dare to say too much in the face of Lao Zhou, he was really beating me in a hurry, and I was dipped in cold water with a leather whip, and the more I smoked, the more addicted I became

"It's okay if you're not dead, since your godfather is here, he must be covered...... cough cough cough ......"

Lao Zhou swore to pat his chest, so that he couldn't take out a mouthful of old blood for himself, and coughed while holding the body.

"Come on! I'll cover you! ”

I looked at Lao Zhou's thin physique, and I came overnight without sleeping, and I was really moved and trembled in my heart.

"?"

Fang Fatzi suddenly shouted in question, and pointed his finger at Yu Xiangrou's nose with extremely impoliteness: "Aren't you the one?" Why are you here? ”

"?"

Yu Xiang pouted her buttocks and pointed at the fat man's nose in disbelief, the same tone, the same swearing.

"What's up? You two have a story, huh? ”

I watched as they both made a chrysanthemum-hugging motion, and their expressions turned guilty and embarrassed.

"Alas!"

Fang Fatzi's eyes revealed that the past was unbearable: "Have you opened a hotel?" Let's go upstairs and tell you this story, Rousi is a scumbag! ”

Sure enough, after hearing the name Yu Rou, a Chinese person has to think of the name of the dish Yu Xiang Shredded Pork, so the nickname of shredded meat is widely spread.

"What's that? Why are you a scumbag? ”

I listened to the despair and loss in Fang Fatzi's tone, and instantly felt that there was a big cat between the two, so I said with great interest: "Let's go, I'll open a room in this hotel, let's go up to the house and chat!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Yu Xiang Rousi greeted him and walked into the Express Hotel first.

After entering the hotel, the proprietress who ate, drank, lived and traveled in the store was hindered by the obscenity of the shredded pork, so she did not ask Lao Zhou and Fang Fatzi to register their ID cards, and they didn't even say a word of superfluity.

Back in the room on the third floor, Lao Zhou sat on the chair next to the computer desk, taking a sip of the liquor that was only left at the bottom. Fang Fat Man gulped down the bread he bought at the front desk of the hotel. Yu Xiang Rou slumped on the bed like a dead man, and I smoked on the windowsill behind me with nothing to do but didn't know how to speak.

From afar, our team is in the air of decadence.

Fang Fatzi dried three chocolate-filled breads in a row, drank a bottle of mineral water in one go, relieved himself, sorted out the wording, and slowly told the story of him and Yu Xiang's shredded meat in a heavy tone: "I was 2818 years old that year......

"Ahem, ahem...... Isn't that twenty-eight sixteen? ”

I choked on him with a puff of cigarette, he is not good at playing small math, and this multiplication formula is still not clear.

"Don't push it, it's obvious that you're good at math!"

Fang Fat's stalk has a bit of a murderous meaning: "I was 2718 years old that year, and it was a hot winter with a bleak autumn wind, a biting cold wind, and a high fever of 38 degrees......"

"You made you clean up with two sentences, you really didn't spend 200 yuan to get a fake secondary school graduation certificate!"

I really can't see the sarcasm in my eyes.

Fang Fatzi took out a Hongtashan cigarette from his pocket, lit it lonely and lonely, took a deep breath and spit out a smoke ring, and then grabbed the smoke ring with one hand: "An unknown bar in Songxi that winter, and now that bar has closed down." I fell out of love that day, drank a lot of wine, and I remember jumping on the dance floor when Rousi walked up to me, and he had long hair with a shawl, and he had a different androgynous beauty. Because I drank too much at the time...... So that's it...... Then I lost consciousness...... When I wake up......"

"Damn?!And what about this plot? You two are so wow! ”

Lao Zhou and I were dazed and surprised, we never expected that Yu Xiang Rou and Fang Fatzi would have such a bizarre story...... So I calmly and seriously opened my mouth to test: "Then you two...... Who poked whom? ”

"I ...... too I don't know ......."

Fang Fatzi fell into that period of loveless and painful memories: "I still remember that when I woke up at noon the next day at the hotel in my house, there were five more red Grandpa Mao on the bedside table, and there was a note that told me to lose weight."

"Lying ...... it!"