Chapter 2: The Price of Falling into Sleep

Luo Hui took out the fountain pen from the inner pocket of his jacket - it was an old-fashioned Montblanc MeisterstΓΌck series, an 18K gold nib classic fountain pen called Twilight Blue, about 7,600 yuan a piece, and now many fountain pen manufacturers almost no longer produce fountain pens, coupled with the sudden rise of fountain pen collecting craze in the rich circle, the value of this pen has at least increased by 5 times.

"But ....... this .............." Luo Hui seemed to hesitate a little.

"What's wrong with this?" I asked

"This ......... It's my wife, think of the birthday present she gave me on my birthday in the third year of our marriage.........." Luo Hui gently rubbed the pen, as if rubbing his wife's face through the pen.

"That's why it's worth paying a price." I smiled: "What, you can't bear it?" ”

"No......... The Si people are gone, and keeping it is only sad, okay! Luo Hui made up his mind, put Twilight aside, picked up the signature pen I had prepared for him, circled all the yes on the power of attorney without hesitation, and after copying that paragraph, he signed his name and date in the signature column, and asked me, "Where are the handprints?" ”

"No, there's the ink," I said with a nod to a quaint carved wooden box on the table.

Luo Hui took the ink clay, dipped it with his thumb, pressed his fingerprint on his name and said, "That's it, right?" ”

I took the power of attorney, but I didn't expect this Luo Hui to look down, the font of this signature is very beautiful, and he is worthy of being the little son of Luo's enterprise.

"Well, then, the commission is established." I took the power of attorney, took out a black brown paper envelope-style document bag from another drawer, put the power of attorney in all directions, took out another piece of red fire paint, cut it into a small piece with a silver knife, put it in a special spoon, put a piece of solid alcohol in a small stove and lit it, carefully and slowly melted the fire paint with the fire, poured the paint on the envelope seal, opened another drawer, took out my seal and stamped it.

Luo Hui saw that I had finished doing this, stared at the seal and said, "Butterfly? ”

That's right, my seal pattern is a butterfly, in fact, each senior brother in my sect has its own symbolic coat of arms, the senior brother is an eagle, the third senior brother is a white crane, the fifth senior brother is a mouse, and the seventh senior brother is a kingfisher.

As for why there are no second senior brothers, fourth senior brothers and sixth senior brothers, it is because my stinky old ghost master said that the second senior brother is easy to remind people of pigs, and he originally wanted the third senior brother to be the second senior brother, but he didn't do it, saying that the second senior brother insulted his image of a gentleman; As for the sixth senior brother, I heard my senior brother say that he was expelled from the master back then, but he didn't know how to offend the master, and now he doesn't know where to go. There is also the position of the fourth senior brother who is coming from the fifth senior brother, saying that the number of four in his industry is unlucky.

And I am the master's closed disciple, originally the master does not accept female disciples, but I have a very special appearance, listening to my third senior brother, it seems that the master has taken a fancy to my spiritual power is not as good as ordinary people, it can be said that I have not carried out any practice, and I am born with it. Only then did he make an exception and accept me as a disciple, and he was also a closed disciple, which means that after me, the master would never confiscate any more apprentices.

I gently blew the fire paint to let it dry slowly, and when I looked up and saw Luo Hui with a curious face, I smiled and said, "There is a very old word, called Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, have you heard of it?" ”

"I heard my grandfather talk about it, saying that it was a person named Zhuang Zhou, who turned into a butterfly in a dream, wandering between heaven and earth, free, I didn't know what Zhuang Zhou was, and suddenly woke up and found that I was still Zhuang Zhou."

"That's right, I remember the allusion well." I praised, "So when I first chose the coat of arms, I chose a butterfly, which fits my identity very well, doesn't it?" ”

Luo Hui nodded in agreement, I am now wearing a set of black clothes similar to Hanfu, the patterns of the clothes are embroidered with strange red silk lines, those lines are intertwined and complex, it looks like the stripes on the wings of a butterfly, the cuffs of this dress are very large, if you spread your hands, it is not a butterfly.

I put the envelope in the bookcase and asked him, "So, what was your wife's favorite flower?" ”

"Flowers?" Luo Hui wondered: "Do you still need flowers to dream?" ”

"That's right," I explained, "Dreaming needs to connect you with your wife's spiritual consciousness, that's why you need a medium, everyone's medium is different, if your wife has a favorite flower, then her concept will become an indelible thing in your mind in the process of living with you, I just heard you say that you can't dream of your wife, I think something that connects your dreams is blocked by something, but the smell can't be hindered, as long as you are between the flowers, I can open up the connection between you through the fragrance of flowers, Let you see her, but it must be your wife's favorite flower, because the more people love something, the stronger their ideas, and strong ideas will be retained after death, so I ask you what your wife's favorite flowers are during her lifetime, so I can find them, and they have to be fresh, because fresh flowers and plants smell the strongest, and the higher the chance that I will get in touch with you. ”

"Then you let me think about it......... I remember, it should be a lily, a white lily. Luo Hui said

"White lilies.................." I thought for a while: "I have foxtail lilies here, and there are only a few white lilies left that are dying, and it seems that I need to go out!" With that, he got up and said, "Let's go, go and complete your commission." After speaking, he got up and walked to the gate and opened the door, waiting for Luo Hui to come out.

"Where are we going?" Luo Hui got up and walked out and asked

"Go to a place with a lot of white lilies." I thought about it, turned around again, and took out a bottle of my 5-year-old daughter red from the wine cabinet in the living room, and my flesh hurt, after all, in addition to smoking, my favorite thing is good wine, but now I have to send out a bottle for the commission, which is really distressing. But if you want to go to that place, you can't do it without sending this wine. Picked out the wine, took a piece of brown paper and wrapped it carefully, saw that Luo Hui had already gone out of the door, so he also put on his shoes and walked out to close the door, and then walked directly downstairs, Luo Hui followed, and from time to time he looked at my bottle of wine, and asked: "I smell this smell very familiar, this wine ..............."

"Huh? It seems that you have seen the old beggar" I said: "That's right, this wine is made by him, I finally exchanged this bottle with a string of golden silk nanmu bracelets that I have collected for a long time a few days ago, and now I can't bear to cut my love for your business." ”

"Thank you so much!" When Luo Hui heard me say this, he thanked him vigorously, and I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, I have also received the price." Only then did Luo Hui stop and thank him, and then asked as if he remembered something: "Haven't you asked the master's name Gui Geng?" ”

I looked back and smiled: "My name is Mo Ran, and I Chinese New Year's Eve two years old today." You don't have to call me master, it sounds weird and old-fashioned, I see that you seem to be about the same age as me, just call me Xiao Ran. ”

"Thirty-two?! But you look at ..............." Luo Hui seemed a little shocked, I don't think it's strange, after all, since I became a dream master, my appearance has aged a lot, and in the past, I was mistaken for a teenage high school student at the age of twenty-five, but now at the age of thirty-two, I am always considered to be twenty-eight years old, and it is not surprising at most. I was really surprised when I saw him, so I said: "Don't talk about me, my senior brother is 30 years old this year, but he looks like he is in his early 25s at most, have you seen my third senior brother?" How old do you think he is? ”

"Probably eighteen or nineteen years old, in his early twenties at most!" Luo Hui said. I shook my head and smiled, "Wrong, he's 26 years old!" ”

"What?!!" Luo Hui was more than shocked, and said, "I heard that you still have the fifth senior brother and the seventh senior brother, so what about them?" ”

"The fifth senior brother is 25 this year, and the seventh senior brother is just 23 this year"

"Then why are you still a little junior sister?!" Luo Hui's face was almost distorted with surprise.

"That's because those bullshit brothers came in before me! ! "I was irritable when I thought about it, and I couldn't help but say a foul word.

Looking back at Luo Hui, he was following me with his head down and muttering all the way, I deliberately slowed down, and when he walked side by side with me, I thought he was going to mutter why I was old but a little junior sister, but I heard this guy keep talking: "Thirty-two...... But I look like I'm twenty-five or sixteen! Twenty-seven or eight at most! ”

Sure enough, I sighed and swore that whoever asked me my age in the future would just slap his ID card on the head.