After a period of peaceful life, everyone began to go about their own business.

One day, Lao Song called everyone together and said that he wanted to invite us to dinner.

Lao Song called us to his home, fried a table of dishes by himself, and wanted to entertain us, Du Liniang sat next to Lao Song, only drank some water for a meal, and collapsed and almost fainted.

After eating for a while, Lao Song helped Du Liniang to go back to bed to rest, returned to her seat, and filled a glass of wine for each of us.

"Lao Yu, Gao Yimu, Brother Chen, I think about it, let's send Du Liniang back to the painting."

After speaking, Lao Song drank a glass of wine by himself and sat on the chair with his waist hunched.

After eating, Gao Yimu began to prepare to help Du Liniang return to the painting.

Three days later, in the evening, Gao Yimu called me and drove out with Lao Song and Du Liniang.

"Gao Yimu, where are you going?"

"Leave it alone, just follow me."

Gao Yimu is always like this, never telling you where to go. drove us for about an hour and stopped next to the Qi Baishi Memorial Hall.

"Gao Yimu, are you taking us to see the exhibition? It was a big night when people closed early, 9 in the morning and 6 in the morning. ”

"Stupid, let Du Liniang return to the painting, naturally you have to find a place with a lot of paintings."

When he said this, Gao Yimu didn't look at Lao Song and Du Liniang's faces, this is like you pronouncing someone else's death in front of you, although you know it in your heart, it is difficult to accept it.

Gao Yimu took out a scroll from the trunk, on which there were only flowers, birds, insects and fish in the background, and there were no figures.

Naturally, this is also what Lao Song requested, he didn't want Du Liniang to return to the painting of "The Peony Pavilion".

Gao Yimu lit the paper money, chattered in his mouth, and beckoned me to give him Wangfeng, after all, lighting a fire in this place must at least be regarded as a violation of the public security administration punishment regulations.

The paper money burned into a pile of ashes, and the whole place was full of smoke, and Gao Yimu asked Du Liniang to make a final farewell.

Tsk, this scene looks like the Titanic, with music, it really makes people cry.

Lao Song and Du Liniang didn't say anything abnormally, and the two of them smiled and hugged together.

"Gao Yimu, OK." Old Song's eyes still couldn't hold back tears.

Gao Yimu beckoned Du Liniang to come to the scroll and handed her a bowl of water with paper ashes, according to him, the effect was similar to that of Meng Po soup.

Du Liniang picked up the water, turned her head and shouted, "Husband." Tilting his head, he drank the water in the bowl in one gulp.

Usually, it is difficult for the weak to even chew, but Du Liniang drank the water in one go with the greatest strength.

I pulled Lao Song, afraid that Lao Song would do something radical, Du Liniang had already turned into a puff of green smoke and flew into the painting.

In the center of the scroll, which originally only had a background, a man wearing a red wedding dress and holding a pink round paper fan looked ahead with a smile on his face.

Lao Song passed, knelt in front of the scroll, and stroked Du Liniang on the painting with his hand, the wind gusted, blowing away the paper ashes, and also blowing the scroll shaking.

Still Lao Song cried for a while, he slowly put away the scroll and held it in his arms, and the three of us returned to Lao Song's home.

Lao Song tidied up the wall and unfolded the painting and hung it at the head of the bed.

The table was full of photos of Du Liniang and Lao Song, and they used their limited time to record irretrievable happy times.

The rest of the days, only more than two months before the New Year, Lao Song stayed at home every day, talking to himself to the picture scroll, Gao Yimu in addition to following up the sale of gold silk clothes, just had nothing to tell fortunes on the flyover. It's also a woman, not a man. Thinking about him, he just wanted to take the opportunity to touch the big girl's hand.

As for me, I nested myself at home, and I was crazy about coding words every day, trying to finish this book before the end of the year.

It has long been said that peaceful days do not last long.

Gao Yimu was still idle one afternoon, got up to make a pot of tea, held a briefcase, loaded some fortune-telling books and stickers, and took a small horse to cheat on the overpass. As for me, I just got up and turned on the computer to prepare a few chapters of water.

"Hey, Chen Ke? Something went wrong? ”

"What's wrong, Gao Yimu? Today I told a woman's fortune, and something happened? ”

I thought he was playing haha with me, so I said funny, "What's the matter, do you have to divorce your husband, or do you count that there is a 'bad omen' in front of you for people to beat?" ”

"Oh, no, forget it, you're waiting for me at home." Gao Yimu was in a hurry.

Within half an hour, Gao Yimu took a taxi and ran to my rented house.

When I entered the door, I opened the refrigerator and took a can of Red Bull "Dun Dun Dun" and drank it.

"What's the matter, you said."

"You miscalculated for others, it's a big deal and you don't need money, what else can happen?"

Gao Yimu slapped his thigh, "Oh, you don't know, I'll figure something out for us?" ”

I frowned, "Don't talk in the clouds. ”

"Here's the thing, I'm still idle this afternoon, so I took the mazar and slipped to the overpass to brag with people, while messing around for a few days, you know, I have two hits, and I usually calculate more accurately."

"Coincidentally, as soon as I went today, I saw a middle-aged woman, holding her pocket, looking nervous back and forth, her eyes glancing left and right."

Gao Yimu sat on the sofa, "Hehe, I saw that this person was in a hurry, and it happened that it was my name that she asked around." ”

"I hurriedly pulled her over, thinking that she was at most about some discord between husband and wife, and prevaricated in a few words."

"Who would have thought that when this woman saw me, her expression was even more panicked, but she asked me to stretch out my hand first."

"I was also stunned at the time, so I unconsciously stretched out my hand, and this woman took out a newspaper package from her arms, stuffed it into my arms, and before I could ask, she immediately got up and ran."

"And what is this thing?" I asked curiously.

"I'm wondering, what is this?"

"I'll just open it and take a look, this one is broken, this thing is 。。。。。。"

"What is it?" I jumped up from the couch, "Don't be a at this time." ”

"It's blackscale." As he spoke, Gao Yimu took out a newspaper package and handed it to me.

"What is the black scale armor, you can tell it clearly."

I looked at this Ipad-sized irregular object, it was black, and it was fading to the touch, as if it was something wooden.

I wiped my hands and handed it to him, "What are you, charcoal?" The black does not slip in autumn, and the color fades. ”

Gao Yimu slapped his thigh, "This thing is black scale armor, anyway, this thing is a hoodoo and a sinful thing, and there are two parts, if we don't get together a pair, we will be in danger." ”

I glanced at him, "That's you, and they didn't give it to me, what does it have to do with me." ”

Gao Yimu was happy at this time, "Hehe, anyway, if you have black on your hands, you can do it yourself." ”

My hand is likened to a slap, "You, you pit man!! ”