The sky is clear after the snow, even if it is already evening, the white light is still scorching, and the snow is shining, always giving people the illusion that it is still early.

It looks like a blue sky and is very friendly. Actually, it's not, and snow is the coldest.

Jiang Xiaoli and Ding Yi stayed in the carriage, and there was a copper charcoal basin in the car, and through the hollow charcoal cage, you could see the dazzling red charcoal inside.

They rode in ordinary, four-cornered plain carriages, and even the carts were drawn by inconspicuous mules.

Ding Yi lifted the curtain slightly, and stretched out his neck shrunk in his fur a little: "Sister, look, that's it!" ”

Looking along Ding Yi's line of sight, diagonally ahead, there is a gray wall, the wall is covered with eaves, the middle eaves are flying, and two black painted doors are inlaid, and the doors are covered with copper rings and iron nails.

There are three old and vague words at the threshold: Shadow Pavilion.

At first glance, it is extremely simple and low-key.

"Shadow Pavilion."

Jiang Xiaoli chewed these words, and was really a little disappointed, which did not match the man he saw that night, which made people look shocked: "It's old." ”

"I've inquired." Ding Yi lowered the curtain and rubbed his cold fingers.

"The old people around here all say that the Shadow Pavilion has existed for several generations, and their grandfather's generation has it."

It's antique, no wonder.

"There are very few people in and out of it, except for a few common people, the rest are all in fine clothes. Occasionally, there is also a poor master of the government. ”

Jiang Xiaoli nodded: "So Wang Zimo's case, the last one to shoot was the Shadow Miao Pavilion, and the co-authors of the government and they cooperated with them." ”

"yes, that's right." Ding Yi remembered, "Recently, I have often seen a man who is extremely tall, extremely handsome, and has a wistful expression coming in and out. ”

"It should be what you said 'shadow'."

This 'shadow' is not simple-she remembered Zhu Yuan's horrified look that day.

It seems that this Shadow Pavilion is just a pretense hidden in the rivers and lakes.

I just don't know who it does for it?

"Sister, have you seen it, isn't it so good-looking?" Peach blossoms bloomed in Ding Yi's eyes.

Jiang Xiaohua grabbed the little girl in front of her with Lang Lang's gaze, and didn't see it, it was quite gossipy: "It's so good-looking......"

"Goo~Goo~Goo~"

The two of them looked at each other in unison, attracted by their stomachs.

It's Ding Yi's belly.

She shrugged her shoulders helplessly: "Sister, it's time to eat!" ”

The expression was like a begging puppy, which provoked Jiang Xiaohua's love to overflow: "Let's go, let's eat!" ”

Ding Yi picked up his hand and tapped twice on the carriage.

The coachman, who was squatting in front of the carriage and dozing, immediately woke up, straightened his crooked felt hat, threw up his whip, and the carriage moved slowly.

"Sister, shall we go eat Hu spicy soup cakes?"

"Okay, let's pair it with a hot cured taro cake."

Mules and horses snorted, wheels crushed ice slag, turned past crooked trees beside the bluestone alley, and headed east.

The so-called soup cake is now noodles.

Wan'an City is extremely cold in winter, so the noodle soup here must be made of mutton, and the noodles are made from the old noodles that were made the day before, kneaded with the new noodles.

The noodles scooped up in the boiling water are firm and elastic, covered with a scoop of fragrant mutton soup, spread a few slices of fatty but not greasy meat, and then pour half a spoonful of pepper and chili oil foam.

Fragrant! Thief incense!

Jiang Xiaoli, who had just gotten out of the carriage, was first filled with cold.

Then I was hit by the aroma of spicy soup cakes.

"Boss, let's have two bowls of spicy soup cakes and a taro cake!"

"Okay!"

Ding Yichong, who was waving a spoon, ordered food. The two of them found a low table against the wall and sat down.

Looking through the steaming mist, there are really a lot of diners. The boss was a big-shouldered woman with a smile on her face and a loud voice.

Ding Yi's expression was gloomy: "I remember the last time I drank Hu spicy soup, it was the first day I met my sister." ”

Of course Jiang Xiaoli remembers, because the next day this little girl will be looking for death and life.

"There was only one copper left on my body, and I thought I couldn't be a starving ghost, so I bought a bowl with the only money I had left."

The fog was thick, and Ding Yi's expression was a little blurry.

"Soup cakes are still your favorite?" Jiang Xiaoli asked with a smile.

"Well, it's strange to say, I obviously love this taste, but it tastes like chewing wax that day......

"The soup cake is here!" "The taro cake is coming"

The old gang has a bowl in one hand, and a gust of wind seems to serve it, and he puts down the bowl and rushes away like a gust of wind.

Ding Yi didn't hold chopsticks, only lowered her head, and sucked a few mouthfuls of soup "whirring", and the heat made her eyes glow.

Jiang Xiaoli picked up a piece of soft pastry and put it in his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and tasted it slowly.

After chewing, pick up the bamboo chopsticks again, mix them carefully, and slowly pick them into your mouth: "The principle of self-interest, do you know?" ”

Ding Yi shook his head.

"In the face of difficulties, think about yourself first, plan for yourself, make yourself stronger, only in this way can you protect everything you want."

After that, Jiang Xiaoli wiped out the second pastry.

This sentence points to Ding Yi's sore spot, she and her sister are both people who chose to end their lives when they were in the most difficult time, but so what?

The enemy is still alive and well! It's really a little annoying, angry with yourself!

While her mind was wandering, Jiang Xiaoli picked up the third milky white taro cake.

A mouthful of soup, thick and spicy, flowed down his throat into his lungs, Ding Yi stretched out his chopsticks to the plate, and his big eyes were stared at two walnuts:

"Why is it just one piece?"

Jiang Xiaoli swallowed the last bite of soft glutinousness: "In short, it is selfishness!" ”

Then, she took the last piece of the plate with a slanted look.

Ding Yi's chopsticks were instantly retracted, clamping the fluffy cake tightly like a bow.

Jiang Xiaohua smiled and looked away, this cake, this side is very suitable for her appetite.

Her hometown is in the south, and the humidity is heavy, so everyone likes spicy and spicy, and for a long time, she can't do without spicy and fragrant. After the meal is full, there is a piece of dessert, and life is complete!

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but look at the night sky that had not yet been darkened, as if there was a hidden road to go home.

Ding Yi was putting cakes in his mouth

"Get out of the way!"

Several rushing figures rushed into the food stalls, slamming and scurrying all the way.

Jiang Xiaohua's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the edge of the table with his slender hand.

The soup in the bowl shook a few times, and finally stabilized.

As soon as he looked up, a green figure flashed into the darkness around the corner. After a while, several dark shadows chased after him.

"Ahh My taro ...... Cake! Ding Yi's exclamation rang out, and the pastry popped out in an arc, fell to the ground, and rolled into a ball of mud.

"Hey!"

Ding Yi put down his chopsticks with a "snap", stomped his feet twice, and stared hatefully in the direction where the people disappeared.

"Boss, another cake!"

"That, girl, this is the last."

Sure enough, the steamer, which was still steaming, was empty.

"Hahaha! I found out that there was very little left! Jiang Xiaoli laughed and his shoulders trembled.

was so angry that Dingyi's white face was full of red glow.

"Bullying dog minions!" She scolded and greeted the men. Only then did he pick up the chopsticks and re-compete with the dough in the bowl.

Jiang Xiaoli was attracted by the trembling figure hiding under the eaves not far away.

A weak-crowned man, not tall and thin. As if he had been hit by something, his eyes were glazed, his shoulders sank, and his arms swayed in his wide sleeves.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"You eat and come back first, don't wait for me."

Jiang Xiaoli put down his chopsticks and went to the shadows.

The man is like a spinning top, spinning in place, but he can't get out.

Of course I can't get out!

Because he's a new soul!

The man stared at Jiang Xiaoli for a full ten seconds, and he cried with joy as if he had discovered a new world:

"Can you see me?"

"You can really see me!"