"Okay, why don't you go home, and we'll be companions then."

Li Yan agreed, and when Lao Qin saw that it was going to be dark, he pushed the door and left.

Halfway through the door, Lao Qin's face popped out again.

"Don't slip away, Ang."

"Don't worry."

Li Yan nodded.

The old man slammed the door shut.

After Lao Qin left, Li Yan fell on the bed and pretended to sleep for a while.

Grandma Deng's face covered with chicken blood flashed through his mind, causing him to open his eyes suddenly.

“……”

Since today's daytime, Li Yan can't tell what's wrong, he feels that he has no energy, and he always has a feeling of shock.

As soon as you close your eyes, all kinds of hideous images will appear in your mind.

Is it because of the pressure since entering Yanfu? Or is it the sequelae of being beheaded?

Swallow thieves, stink lungs, and remove filth.

Li Yan, who couldn't sleep, sighed, the comic books under the bed Li Yan had been turned over, and even Lao Dong hid himself under the pillow, and the yellowed "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" magazine, Li Yan flipped through.

He thought about it for a while, and was not embarrassed to disturb Danniang, but turned on the Walkman.

"What's the matter? Brothers?. ”

"Liang, tonight's affairs still depend on you, I'll listen to the song first, be soft, just don't pee and mud."

"Okay, no problem."

Liang Ye agreed very happily.

Li Yan put the Walkman on the side of his pillow and put his hands on the back of his head.

In fact, he didn't expect much from Liang Ye, he was just relieved of boredom at night, and Li Yan was even ready to be dirty again.

Liang Ye cleared his throat, and a rhythmic drum set sounded, the sound of sand bells stirring the leaves with the evening breeze, and the moonlight was bright.

Liang Ye's throat cleared up at that moment:

The fishing king still wants to ~ continue to be the fishing king

And the harbor has been, and where it is gone

Fat city, hand him one

The traditional way to restrain panic

Sell weapons, storms, throats

In exchange for food and drink~

In the long sound of the trumpet, Li Yan's uneven brows stretched.

The salty smell on my chest has also lessened a lot.

The melody of this piece is very simple, even close to the vernacular, but it makes Li Yan feel particularly intimate.

The singing continued, and Liang Ye, a down-and-out middle-aged man, actually sang a juvenile voice at this moment:

Hard moment inverted river

Fat city

Drove ~ all those who refused to sink

That crazy song sounded again

The guitar is plucked, and the tune of the electronic organ is repeated repeatedly. It was like a quiet and confused boy whispering in his ear, with his back to a concrete pipe, surrounded by beer cans, iron bridges, and neon lights at night:

Electric light ~ extinguishing the object exchange ~ the star moves the mud cow into the sea

Darkness ~ like a ~ boulder pressed against the chest ~

One-legged ~ big thief million ~ rich man crawling ~ rolling

Darkness ~ like a ~ boulder pressed against the chest ~

The piece ends with alternating trumpet and saxophone sounds that reverberate.

Li Yan opened his eyes, and the words "Sanlu was beheaded" in the status bar were much lighter.

"This song is a bit mournful."

Li Yan, who was lying on the bed, smacked the taste, and laughed stupidly: "Liang Ye, you are really fucking a little level." ”

Liang Ye hummed a few more songs, and the accompaniment was mainly string music.

It was about more than 20 minutes, Li Yan looked at the clock, impartially, and the hands pointed to half past eleven.

"Please rush to Dongbeiwang Farm before twelve o'clock."

"Dongbeiwang?"

"Dongbeiwang? I'm familiar with it. ”

Liang Ye said loudly.

Dongbeiwang, a famous music village in the 90s, used to be entrenched in many well-known or unknown bands.

Shucun, Dongbeiwang and Xisanqi gathered many young people who were passionate about pop music at that time.

At the same time, there is also a lively temple fair on the top of Yandu City.

Li Yan stretched his waist and was in good spirits.

"Let's go."

……

Dongjiaomin Lane.

Yunhu looked at the street lamp with two eyes, as if he was not looking.

"Fuck your mother, I'll sue you, you fucking take the seed to kill me today, you don't kill me today, you and my grandson."

The fat man who was tied to the ground screamed and cursed. Yunhu moved his gaze to him, still those godless eyes.

The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the back of his neck was covered with cold sweat, and his ears moved, and he heard footsteps.

A sharp-eyed, sturdy man walked across the street, his shadow stretched long.

"Help! Help me! There's a madman here, murderous! Murder."

The fat man shook his spirit and shouted.

The man stepped back slightly, his brow furrowed.

He stared at Yunhu, his eyes were extremely vigilant, but he secretly focused his attention on the fat man who called for help. My mind is turning a thousand times.

Yunhu laughed:

"You don't have to think about it so much, this is not a double reed acting, and he is not my summon or ability incarnation, as for the one who is tied up, it is your opponent, I am a smoke bomb or something, you can also let it go."

"My inheritance is a fake, not a fake."

The man pursed his lips and asked Xiang Yunhu, "What do you mean by bringing an ordinary person here?" ”

Yunhu put a finger tiger on himself, and the lenses covered his eyes: "When it is night, things that come into contact with the body will be brought into the boiling midnight, even if it is a living person." ”

"Kill you, I have to hurry up and take him somewhere."

The man sneered: "Rabbit cub, you are crazy." ”

In the shadows, Yunhu revealed his white chin.

“…… Ha. ”

……

Li Yan scratched his scalp, his eyebrows trembling and shaking.

He followed the map in his mind halfway, Liang Yefei said that his road was far away, and took him to turn halfway.

"I said, do you have a score?"

"That's how I remembered. Take the 118 bus, and see the West Sanqi is about to arrive. “

"It's all at this point, where do I get on the bus?"

"That's right, this point is just in time for the last train, how many times have I walked."

Li Yan glanced at the intersection, and it was really like what Liang Ye said, a bus was coming slowly. As soon as the steam sounded, the door opened, and the driver had a cold face.

Li Yan hesitated for a moment, he remembered a paranormal incident that was widely spread in his world in the middle of the night......

"It's not night yet, so there shouldn't be any trouble. Even if there is, heh. ”

Li Yan stepped into the car,

He grabbed the armrest, his eyes sweeping row after row of empty seats until the end.

The lights were dim, and in the corner of the car, by the window, the two people were tired of being together, and they couldn't see their age.

Li Yan frowned and stared at it, took a breath of cold air and quickly turned around.

……

"In the car, nasty."

"What are you afraid of, it's all about this."

Lao Qin lowered his voice, and his old face was as happy as a blooming chrysanthemum.

Suddenly, he looked up coldly and saw a man standing in the silent carriage, tall and thin with his back to him.

I haven't changed my clothes, where can I not recognize Lao Qintou? I was scared to death, and my body stiffened.

The woman wanted to welcome and refuse, and Lao Qin beside her didn't move for a long time, so she opened her eyes suspiciously.

It was Mr. Wang whom Li Yan had met that day.

He hadn't met Li Yan a few times, but he also looked familiar, and it took a while to pull Lao Qin's clothes. A little anxiously asked:

"Lao Qin, look at the person in front of you, is it the new ...... from our school?"

"Ahem."

Li Yan suddenly coughed vigorously and spoke in a gesture, his voice much thinner than usual.

"Comrade driver, Allah told you, the seat of your public CE in Yandu, it's too much~ You know? If you sit on this one, I'm afraid you'll have hemorrhoids after a long time. ”

The driver's eyes moved: "Then you have to react to the company, he is not in charge of this matter." ”

"Oh yo~ it really is."

Li Yanxu muttered two sentences and stopped talking.

"No, no, you listen to his accent."

Lao Qin hurriedly comforted.

Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief and said coquettishly: "That's good, scare me." ”

Li Yan didn't squint, just stood all the way to Dongbeiwang Village, and there was no lack of admiration for this old Qin Tou who was over half a hundred years old.