Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Habitat of the Dead
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the eighth day of the first lunar month of the year.
The same lanterns, the same prosperity, but things are no longer people.
Lin Qingzhi put on the ordinary-looking human skin mask, took the lily and the turnip out of the gate, and walked towards the city.
On this day, there were a lot of people on the street, and since the place where they lived was very close to the market, several people walked over slowly.
Although Lily is straightforward, he is a lot calmer, and he has been protecting Lin Qingzhi all the way, and he is carefully protecting Lin Qingzhi with one hand in front of him, for fear that someone will bump into the stomach of the person around him without long eyes.
In the end, Wuyu is still a child's heart, and he has always been in the Xuanji Pavilion on the high mountain, and he has never had the opportunity to see such a lively scene, and he danced happily for a while.
Wu Xun looked around excitedly, her eyes were reluctant to blink, for her, everything here was fresh and beautiful.
"Miss, look, there are masks selling there, so beautiful!" Wu Yu shouted excitedly, and on the corner not far from them, there was a stall, and an old man stood by the roadside, with various masks on the stakes in his hands.
Wu Yu ran to the front of the stall and looked at the various masks, Lin Qingzhi and Lily then walked to her side, Lin Qingzhi said gently: "If you like it, buy it." ”
Wuyu smiled and picked a mask with the face of the Monkey King, and Lily quipped, "This is good, it matches you very well!" ”
Wuyu glanced at her, took a mask with a pig's face and stuffed it into Lily's hand, and said with a wicked smile: "This is the best match for you!" ”
Lin Qingzhi looked at the two of them bickering, smiling, only stroking a mask with white feathers, Wu Yu saw this and said: "Miss still has vision, this mask of white feathers matches the clothes on your body just right!" ”
Lin Qingzhi took the mask and put it on her face, only to hear a familiar voice ringing in her ears: "Uncle, do you still have the mask on this young lady's face here?" ”
Lin Qingzhi turned around and looked, and was immediately stunned, a woman in a lilac dress was pointing to the mask on her face and looking at the old man selling the mask.
Lin Qingzhi said quietly in her heart, Wei Yao, only you can wear purple so well.
The old man said with a look of embarrassment: "This girl, you can see if there are any other ones you like, I have only one style of mask, all of them are unique, if you like it, I will buy it next time, or you leave an address, I will send it to the house after I make it, do you think it is good?" ”
The woman's expression darkened, with a touch of sadness on her face, and she said lightly: "No need, forget if you don't have it." Be unique! ”
"Girl, if you like it, I'll give it to you, since you can take a fancy to what I like, it means that we have similar visions and are also destined people!" Lin Qingzhi looked at Wei Yao and said with a smile.
The maidservant Tan'er beside Wei Yao was puzzled: "Miss, isn't there a similar one in the family for this mask?" ”
Wei Yao didn't pay attention to Tan'er's question, looked at Lin Qingzhi, and said with a touch of bitterness: "Thank you Miss for cutting love, there is a similar one in the family, which was given by an old friend, so I saw that I was a little sad, since you like it, how can there be a reason to rob people's love." ”
"It seems that the girl is also a person who values love and righteousness, since she misses her old friend, then she will make an appointment to see her, or if they are far away, then write a letter to inform them." Lin Qingzhi looked at Wei Yao's eyes and said with a moving expression.
"I wish we could see each other again, but I'm afraid that this life will be hopeless." A wry smile crossed the corner of Wei Yao's mouth, and the sadness in the corners of her eyes seemed to overflow.
"Miss, didn't you say that you would like to see if there are any new pastries to be offered on the Queen Mother's birthday?" Tan'er couldn't bear to let her young lady be immersed in sad emotions, and reminded her.
"I'm sorry, it's my gaffe, I still have something to do, let's go first."
Wei Yao was reminded by Tan'er, turned around and walked into the crowd, but turned his face to Lin Qingzhi and said, "You look good in this mask, you look very much like my old friend, see you soon!" ”
"You and your old friend will definitely meet each other sometimes!" Lin Qingzhi shouted loudly at Wei Yao, who was getting farther and farther away, looking at Wei Yao's distant back, Lin Qingzhi's eyes were slightly red and became foggy.
Lily and Wulu looked at Lin Qingzhi's stunned appearance and asked with concern, "Miss, is that girl someone you know?" ”
"I don't know, but I just look like a friend of mine." Lin Qingzhi glanced at her nose and said angrily.
"Oh, it seems that the world is so big, there are really people who look alike!" Wu Yu shook his head and said.
"Let's go for a walk, this Luoyang City is big." Lin Qingzhi sorted out her thoughts and said to the two people beside her.
The winter in Luoyang City is even colder, and the whistling north wind blows on the face, which is as uncomfortable as a knife cut.
Wuxin didn't understand why Lin Qingzhi didn't walk on the lively avenue, and walked into the winding alley, which was not as lively as the street market, until Wuxin felt that his feet were sore, so he stopped at a slightly deserted street market, and Lily didn't feel tired because of his perennial martial arts practice.
The place where they are now is the famous Fenghua Street in Luoyang City, and in front of them is the best Yiren residence on Fenghua Street.
Although Fung Wah Street is bustling and lively at night, the market is empty during the day, the doors and windows are closed, and only the red lanterns are hung in front of the various property markets and flutter in the wind.
Lin Qingzhi walked to the door of Yirenju and nodded at Lily.
Lily stepped forward, pulled the knocker and buckled the door a few times, and after a long time, a ghost slave in his thirties opened the door with an impatient face, and frowned when he saw a few people: "Are you going to the wrong door, we don't accept female guests here, and it's daytime, and the door hasn't opened yet!" ”
Lin Qingzhi said quietly: "I want to see Miss Wanxin, and I will tell you about the trouble." ”
When the ghost slave heard that these three women wanted to see Wanxin, he thought that the wife and concubine of a rich man were looking for trouble, and said with a displeased face: "Wanxin girl, you can see it if you want to, if there is nothing to do, go back, take care of your man, don't come to find our Yirenju girl's stubble at every turn!" ”
Lin Qingzhi didn't expect that this ghost slave actually thought that she was the wife and concubine of a dignitary, and she came to trouble the Wanxin girl, Wen Yan explained: "This big brother misunderstood, we are not here to find trouble, I am an old friend of the Wanxin girl, please help spread the word, just say that an old vanilla wants to see her." ”
Lin Qingzhi glanced at Lily, who took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and stepped forward, put it in the turtle slave's hand, and said with a smile: "Trouble this big brother." ”
Money can make ghosts grind, seeing the white and bright silver, the turtle slave's eyes lit up, and then his face turned clear and said: "Those few are waiting here, I'll let you know, but if the Wanxin girl is willing to see you, then I can't guarantee it, after all, the Wanxin girl doesn't often see guests." ”
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