Ye Bei usually likes to hang out in the bubble tea shop.

inherited the sugar water shop from his grandfather, and the employees were scattered, so they simply changed the façade, took the name of "Forget Worry Tea", and started recruiting people again.

When he was eighteen years old, Ye Bei closed the coffin lid for the last relative in the family, which was considered to be enough for one person and the whole family was not hungry.

During the day, this shop entertains living people, and at night, Ye Bei will get a few nights of white rice from the small warehouse in the back kitchen, and use incense to entertain passers-by.

What is Passerby?

What ordinary people can't see is passers-by.

The store is open at the big intersection outside the gate of the Agricultural University, extending in all directions, it is a place where cars and horses move, the business is not bad, and it is even more lively at night, at two or three o'clock in the morning, the two student helpers in the store returned to the dormitory, and Ye Bei had to start working.

After cleaning up the two living treasures last time, Ye Bei set up a small grave for the doll. He hurried back to the store in the middle of the night, finished finishing the affairs, closed the stall, and was just about to go home, listening to the thunder outside the window, and after a while, the rain was like a bead falling on the jade plate and ticking on the canopy.

"Shhh...... I can't go back. ”

Ye Bei scratched the back of his head, and looked out at the merchants at the intersection who had closed their stalls early, and there was no place to borrow an umbrella.

He simply sat down at the small table on the road and began to smoke.

Heaven and earth covered the curtain with a deep darkness, and the rain was like a screen of snowflakes on television, converging into streams on the asphalt at the intersection and driving them down the sewers.

Bang Bang –

A drop of rain happened to fall on the cigarette butt between his fingers, and the freshly lit blade of grass extinguished the rain.

"It's a guest ......"

Ye Bei's eyebrows jumped.

night

afar

Dark roadways,

Out of the high wall emerged a hurried figure.

The light of the lighter flickered on and off, drying the moisture from the blades of grass and lighting the cigarette butt again.

Smack-

and a drop of rain to put it out.

"It's a bad guest."

Ye Bei smacked his lips and stood up.

The figure in the distance gradually became clear, holding a small red umbrella in the rainstorm, and the figure was a woman.

The wind crackled the canopy of the shop, and several garbage cans were overturned, but this woman was as solid as a rock, and the eight winds did not move, and she stepped on it step by step.

Ye Bei twisted his eyebrows and stared at the figure tightly, not daring to slack off.

Boom –

A dazzling thunder swept between heaven and earth, and in an instant he saw the woman's appearance clearly.

Long black hair, over-the-knee dress, delicate face, blank eyes, a pair of small leather shoes stepping on the waterhole at the corner of the street, but not stained with mud.

At this time, Ye Bei's heart began to be vigilant against this sudden visitor.

Is she a ghost?

Wrong......

Usually don't talk about thunder, rain and wind don't see a ghost come to the door to beg for soup, if you see lightning this kind of positive yang thing, ghosts can't hide.

Is it human?

It's not right, if it's a human being, how can you have this ability to shelter from the wind and rain?

Isn't it......

Monster?

I glanced down at my watch, and it was about half past two in the morning.

When he just passed by, it didn't seem like a wandering spirit begging for soup, Mr. Ye clenched the jade on his chest and began to be anxious.

Until the girl entered the canopy, she generously accepted the umbrella and said hello to Ye Beidao.

"Sir, do you have tea?"

These words made Ye Bei's spirits lift, since he came to ask for tea, he always asked for help, and he was negotiable-what Ye Bei was most afraid of was the thing that would kill people without saying a word.

Her voice is beautiful, as clear as a viola, and it is very powerful compared to a weak girl, giving people a warm and sunny feeling.

"What tea do you want?" Ye Bei asked.

His shop, in addition to milk tea and sugar water on weekdays, also sells Forget Worry Tea and Meng Po Soup at night.

Forget worry tea is for the ghosts of the present world to drink, so that they can dissipate their grievances, and if they do not want to be reincarnated and do not want to become resentful spirits, they can drink this tea and continue to wander in the world.

Meng Po soup, as the name suggests, is to drink it to resentful spirits who are not good at consulting and refuse to listen to people's words, and after drinking it, they can immediately go on the road and go to the afterlife.

The woman said, "A cup of red bean mandarin ducks." ”

Seeing that she took the umbrella, not a drop of rain fell on the umbrella, gently squeezed her heels, and stomped a few times at the door of the store, just like a cat entering the door of a stranger's house and wanting to say hello first - the behavior is really confusing.

"If there is blood, tofu is the best." The woman added.

Ye Bei covered his face, thinking that he was really here.

"Where can I get you blood tofu at night?"

Woman: "I don't like vegetarian food. ”

Ye Bei: "It's okay to have milk, and it's not considered vegetarian." ”

The woman pursed her lips and slapped a wad of money on the counter, all of which were hundred-dollar bills.

"Get it for me, I don't care, where is there a store that makes things difficult for customers."

Ye Bei: "If you are not sincere, I will not do business with you." ”

There was a gust of wind pouring in from the street—for a moment the tables and chairs in the room were moving a little in the direction of the back kitchen.

Ye Bei's eyes were awe-inspiring, and his voice became louder.

"Miss Sasa's temperament is not going to be liked, and it would be naïve for you to think that you could buy my dignity with that stinky money."

"Hmph......" The woman rolled her eyes and sat down with Erlang's legs crossed, as if she wanted to stay here and not give up until she reached her goal.

Ye Bei went to the cupboard to make tea for the guests by himself, but in five minutes, it was served on the table with a croissant.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" The woman raised an eyebrow and lifted one side of her hair. "Where's the blood tofu?"

Ye Bei could see the tattoo on her neck to the back of her neck, which was an extremely strange totem, like the lines on the body of a tiger and leopard.

"Hah!"

Ye Bei grabbed the money on the stage and slapped it on the small table. Seeing that the renminbi has turned into pieces of paper money from the Tiandi Bank.

I watched Mr. Ye take off his shirt again, revealing the Mickey Mouse sticker on his chest.

"Who are you fooling? Think I don't? ”

"Poof...... the woman couldn't help laughing, "You? You...... You're ......."

"What's wrong with me? Is it easy for me to open a shop? Ye Bei pushed the tea cup and sent it to this girl. If you like human food, just say it, don't beat around the bush, I like to get straight to the point. ”

"That's it......" The woman waved her hand and put all the paper money in Ye Bei's hand into her pocket. Mr. Ye, Ye Bei, I know you. ”

"There are more people who know about me."

Ye Bei smoked a chair and was about to light a cigarette for himself, it seems that he doesn't want to get off work today, no matter how you look at it, the expressions of this sister look like there is a set of stories that can be told in eighteen episodes under the overpass.

"My surname is Sima, and my name is Sima Yao." The girl introduced herself, "I came here to ask Mr. Ye." ”

Ye Bei opened his mouth and asked, "How much?" ”

"Can you not be so vulgar?" Miss Sima just tasted the tea, and the two small willow leaves spread their eyebrows a little, and then tightly twisted into Sichuan characters.

"How much? No staging. Ye Bei said frankly.

"Why don't you hear what I ask you first?" Sima Yao put down the cup, but her eyes still didn't shine.

As soon as the lighter lit the cigarette, a damp mist poured out of the canopy, which completely poured Ye Bei's arm into the cold.

Ye Bei turned around and asked, "Tell me about it?" ”

Sima Yao replied: "I want you, help me make a tomb for officials." ”

Ye Bei scratched his head......

Sima Yao waited for the reply of this Mr. Yin and Yang, the "tea artist" who was passed down by word of mouth in the underworld.

Ye Bei thought for a while, her eyes wandering on the girl's body, like a pair of hot hands caressing her body, making her feel uncomfortable.

Ye Bei said.

"I don't accept meat compensation."

Sima Yao rolled his eyes and said: "Who is rare that you are covered in rotten meat, take the deposit." ”

Ye Bei stepped forward to count the banknotes, confirmed the authenticity, and changed his smiling face.

"Please buy my dignity as much as you like."