It's still that alley, there is no moon tonight, it's extremely dark, and the paper money in the copper basin flickers and flickers, lying quietly in the corner of the alley wall.

After the late night of April, the chill of the bones has gradually faded, at least it can be stupid outside.

Guo Fatzi stuffed the two brand-new tickets he had prepared into the inner pocket of his coat, with mixed feelings, all of them were the latest issued 100 yuan denomination tickets, which were also printed with Mao, Zhou, Liu, Zhu four great portraits, a pile of 100 sheets, Guo Fatzi didn't even have time to open the bank paper envelope on it.

In the situation that the per capita salary is not more than 100 a month, Guo Fatzi still can't believe that anyone will be indifferent to this money.

The money is not exposed, Guo Fat Man is used to being timid, he doesn't dare to carry the money during the day, so he can only choose a late night, but he still remembers the stunned expression on the face of the young man in his early thirties when he gritted his teeth and knocked on the dilapidated store door and handed over the money.

The inside of the wooden door was as light as always, and the faint incense that didn't smell good made Guo Fatzi's throat itch and have some desire to cough, but he forcibly pressed it down, but he panicked in his heart, he thought that the other party was afraid of less money, and just about to say that he could go and get it again, the young man suddenly smiled at Guo Fatty.

Guo Fatzi has seen thousands of really cold and fake faces in this world, but he can't only describe the smile of that young man.

The man beckoned him into the room, and the telephone microphone on the table was still lying alone, as if he was on the phone.

Holding the hot tea at just the right temperature, and then looking at the three layers of yellow paper folded into a triangle in front of him, Guo Fatzi was a little panicked and dazed: "Boss Leng, I can't ......help it."

The man smiled and shook his head disappreciatively, as if he knew his intentions, and just pointed to the three yellow papers: "Take it with your child, and it should be fine in the future!" As he spoke, he took out one of the two wades of money: "Even if it is sold to you, there is always no business in the shop, and it is un......lucky."

After that, I won't look at the money......

The alley is not too deep, but it is different from when Guo Fatzi first came, when he came, those incense candles and shroud shops that felt weird and gloomy, at this moment, Guo Fatzi passed by those gloomy doors when he left, and he couldn't help but have to bow down.

Walking to the end of the alley, Guo Fatzi suddenly stopped, fell to the ground, kowtowed like garlic.

It's just that when Guo Fatzi raised his head, his forehead was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and when the night wind blew, his forehead was dry and tight.

I don't know when there were two figures standing in front of me, one fat and one thin, but I couldn't see clearly, Guo Fatzi took a flashlight to shine, and the miserable yellow halo hit it, but it was a black Dazhuang and a white Xiucai, and they were not wearing fashionable clothes.

The two men glanced at themselves and walked slowly into the alley.

It's just that Guo Fatzi suddenly found that when the two of them took steps, the soles of their shoes seemed to be swept by the wind, and their bodies seemed to float up at any time, this time, Guo Fatzi shivered all over, he didn't care about anything, he held the three yellow pieces of paper and shrank his head and walked away quickly......

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"San'er, you guys should stay in that courtyard, Fang Xia and I will go over at the end of spring......"

Throwing down the microphone, the room was completely quiet, the people inside stood alone for a long time, as if they didn't know what to do, and finally only touched a cigarette, and lit the spark on the incense burner, and in the wooden box on the incense case, the girl in the photo was smiling at him......

The wind rose, and the only dilapidated wooden window was blown a little restless by the restless night wind, and the ashes burned in the copper basin outside the house took this opportunity to hover and rush in, twisted in the hand, and shattered at the touch, like this world, the heart of the person.

The people in the room wiped the ashes from their fingertips on the placket of their clothes, and stood in front of the window in a daze with a cigarette in their mouths, but they didn't seem to close the window.

At the base of the wall, the black-faced fat man scooped up a handful of empty water from the copper basin, and he didn't know what he wanted to put in his arms.

The fiery red cigarette butt lit up violently, spitting out a puff of white smoke, and the man with the cigarette in front of the window narrowed his eyes slightly in the hazy smoke, but his expression was surprisingly cold: "Put it back!" ”

The black-faced fat man was a little embarrassed, his movements stiffened, but the hand he put into his arms refused to pull it out again.

"I'll let you put it back!" The person in front of the window seemed to emphasize.

The black-faced fat man reluctantly turned his face, his face darker than the night made it difficult to see his face, and snorted softly: "What's the use of burning these things, those people can't get them, don't you see God return them to you along the window again, it's better to give me some money!" ”

"Phew!" The man in the room rubbed his eyes and kicked open the door, kicked out and kicked over the copper basin in the corner, and rolled out with a bang, unusually harsh in the alley.

The ashes in the copper basin were blown by the night wind and did not know where to go, and the young man gasped and pointed to the empty night: "All the fucking ghosts and wild ghosts have taken it, and the master is not willing to give it to you!" ”

The white-clothed figure on the side came over and pulled away the black fat man's hand: "Let it go!" Put it back!"

Although the black fat man couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment, his eyes were shining with a cold light, and he stared at the young man faintly: "Leng Qi, dare to disrespect the two of us so much?" ”

"To you? Master, I can respect the people of the whole world, but the damn disrespects you errands! Why, come here to play tricks with me? When this is the old tomb in the Northeast? I even fucking want to kill God, I respect you? Are you crazy? What a deflated calf, where did it come from, where did it go! Master doesn't want to see you! ”

The young man crushed the sparks under his feet with his toes, and he did not lift his head.

The black fat man's body suddenly rose with black energy: "The way of heaven is also something you can despise at will?" ”

The young man looked at me strangely, entered the room with a smile, and pointed to the thick and boundless night sky: "You have the ability to let it kill me, I will thank you for a while!" ”

With that, he closed the door cleanly.

The white figure poked his head into the window in a fluttering manner, and his tone was full of flattery: "We are old acquaintances, Leng Qi, no matter what, you can't blame our brothers, for that, who will we tell our brothers about the hardships they have endured?" To put it mildly, our brothers are still implicated by you, besides, when you three boys first came to Gongniutun in the Northeast as some educated youth, our brothers took care of you a lot, you can't help but be righteous! If there is a little way to do this, the two of us will not ask for you, this yang world, I really can't figure out others......"

There was a sudden silence in the room.