Wang Xiaohu turned his head and saw that William Lin's face was pale, his expression was frightened, and he hurriedly stretched out his middle finger a little on him, William Lin felt a powerful aura like a fierce beast rushing into his body, suppressing the cold qi, but the cold qi only hibernate for a short time, and then churned up again.

At this moment, Mai Yanagi took out a few banknotes from the inner pocket of the jacket, and chattered in his mouth, for Wang Xiaohu, William Lin, and Xiong Chao, there are only a few words of Japanese, and the rest is what Yo Xi, hey, there is Nala, and the rest don't understand anything, and I don't know what Yanagi Mai said.

It's also strange to say, the banknotes are raised out, the white rabbit grinned very humanely, jumped and ran away, the black rabbit glared at William Lin fiercely, followed by the white rabbit also ran, the two rabbits quickly disappeared into the night, William Lin shook his whole body and the cold breath disappeared, poofed and sat on the ground, panting, Xiong Chao helped William Lin up, saw that he was fine, turned his head and asked Mai Yanagi: "Do you know how to spell?" ”

Yamashita Naomi translated to Mai Yanagi, he smiled, and muttered a few words to Yamashita Naomi, Yamashita Naomi said to Xiong Chao: "Yanagi first said that he didn't know spells, seeing that you threw paper money, and also threw a few Japanese banknotes, I didn't expect it to work." ”

Naomi Yamashita's translation is reasonable, Xiong Chao didn't think much about it, and beckoned everyone to push the cart on, William Lin was puzzled by the scene just now, and he was blindfolded, and asked Wang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, what are you talking about?" ”

Wang Xiaohu said to him: "Those who walk at night or drive at night have encountered some strange things, especially when they encounter rabbits, they must throw money, or there will be accidents, I heard that the black and white rabbits are the ghosts of black and white impermanence, and when they come out at night, they are hooked souls, and Bai impermanence is greedy for money, and the ghosts under him are also greedy for money, or what do you want to honor Bai impermanence?" As long as you throw some money, you'll be fine. ”

William Lin has also seen ghosts, but he didn't expect that in Wang Xiaohu's mouth, the two rabbits became ghosts, and even black and white impermanence came out, and he said in disbelief: "No wonder, no wonder ......"

"What's the wonder?" Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but ask when he saw him babbling.

William Lin smiled and said: "No wonder the Japanese throw money works, the denomination on the banknotes is big, and it is not much different from the dark currency, at least there are many zeros in the back, you throw a hundred, and the back is only two zeros, so the Japanese throw money is good, hehe." ”

Wang Xiaohu pondered, it really makes sense, the number of words in the Japanese money seal is large, it is really like a dark coin, and he can't help but laugh.

This night is like passing five levels and cutting six generals, the paper man has seen, the grave circle with the license plate has also been seen, and two big rabbits who are greedy for money have also been seen, and the bad luck seems to be almost gone, Xiong Chao identified the direction, and walked towards the path on the right, and the rest followed closely, not much effort, the fog weakened, and vaguely saw a dim light dozens of meters away.

It was a small house, standing alone on the side of the road, with a forest in the background, mountains in the distance, and the door was hidden and creaked in the night wind.

Xiong Chao couldn't help but cheer, having a light means that there is a home, and someone can find something to eat, and by the way, ask about the path.

When I got closer, it was a brick house, and there was a dim light bulb hanging at the door, and under the faint light, the four words of Lao Liu's noodle restaurant were faintly visible. It will be more than nine o'clock in the evening, this small restaurant in the mountains, not forward or backward, seems to be very silent, except for such a small brick house, I can't see other people's houses, and I don't see anyone walking, and there is occasionally the sound of chickens and dogs barking in the depths of the mountains, which reveals a little vitality.

Xiong Chao beckoned everyone to park the car next to the small shop, and took the lead in pushing the door in, the store was very dark, only a dim light bulb was on. Not a single customer.

A few people came in, and when they looked up, they saw that there were a few simple tables in the small room, and there was an old man of seventy or eighty years old sitting there with his head dozed off next to the table in the corner of the wall.

Wilderness, lonely houses, dim lights, an old man who is so old that he is rickety, very similar to the scenes in some horror movies, everyone is not very comfortable in their hearts, but after this store, they can't find other villages, not to mention the light rain outside, everyone is cold and hungry, and the physical strength is almost consumed, so they can only stay temporarily.

Xiong Chao walked up to the old man and shouted softly: "Uncle, wake up!" ”

Xiong Chao's voice was not loud, but the old man suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, suddenly straightened up, shook his head, and then opened a pair of dim old eyes, there seemed to be a flash of light inside, the old man's movements were too sudden, and Xiong Chao was stunned for a moment, saw him wake up, and asked, "Uncle, is this a hotel?" The old man was stunned for a moment, an old face looked a little surprised, and when he saw Xiong Chao, he hurriedly stood up, got up and wiped the table and moved the stool, and let a few people sit down.

Xiong Chao saw that the old man was quite kind, and he also put his mind at ease, found the largest round table in the room, beckoned everyone to sit down, and rode in the wind and rain for most of the night. ”

Before the old man could reply, William Lin waved his hand and said with great momentum: "Shopkeeper, this ghost weather is so cold, ten catties of good beef, put more spicy seeds, come to a Weng rice wine, wait until you are full and drink enough to settle the account, there is Taijun here, you can't shorten it." ”

The old man was smiling, but when he heard the word Taijun, his face suddenly stiffened, and he looked up and down a few times at the Yanagi brothers and Naomi Yamashita, and sighed and said: "Little Lao'er has nothing to ask for here, and there is no little chicken and dog meat, only oily noodles, and a bottle of wine, not as much as an urn." ”

The old man asked and answered with William Lin, there is really a little bit of ancient style, what guest officials and the like are in the mouth, and now it is rare to hear these titles, perhaps because this is a remote location, the folk customs are simple, and the old man has never been out of the door, so he will open his mouth and come.

It's such a small shop, few people usually come, what beef, rice wine, can have a mouthful of noodles to eat on the high incense, Xiong Chao hurriedly said to the old man: "Uncle, don't listen to foreigners, what can be eaten, you just give the whole hot on the whole, you can rest assured that the money is indispensable to you, we are not bad people, or you can settle the bill first!" ”

"I haven't eaten yet, what kind of account have you settled, that makes sense!" The old man said and walked into the back room, and then heard the crackling sound of the fire, as soon as the old man left, several people were relieved physically and mentally, Wang Xiaohu looked at the environment in the store, although it was dilapidated and very small, but it was spotlessly clean, there was an old chairman statue hanging on the wall, and there were four or five tables around, and the table in front of him was still creaking. On the wall on the right, there is a broken wall calendar, with the year 1985 on it.

In addition, the wooden door is pasted with a portrait of the door god whose color has long been gone, and then Wang Xiaohu's eyes were attracted by a big knife in the corner of the wall, which is a traditional Chinese knife with a long handle, a wide blade, and an inclined tip, the knife is composed of three parts: the knife body, the handle, and the handguard, and the whole knife is about 900mm long.

Under the dim light, the blade reflects a cold light, the big knife is well maintained, even the red silk on the knife ring is still there, but the red silk cloth shows a dark red color, as if it is a trace left after the blood has dried up, wilderness, lonely shop, how can there be a big knife?

Wang Xiaohu was very puzzled, and wanted to drag Xiong Chao to take a look, but when he turned around, he saw that Liu Sheng Mai's eyes were staring at the big knife, with a trace of complex and inexplicable emotions in his eyes, as if he was a little frightened and a little expectant, and his body was trembling slightly.

Wang Xiaohu was even more surprised, Mai Yanagi looked like she knew this big knife, otherwise it would never be like this, but a Japanese who has never been to China, how could he know a big knife in a lonely shop in the wilderness? Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt that the atmosphere was very subtle, as if everything he encountered today was not a coincidence at all, but ......

And he couldn't tell what it was, vaguely it didn't feel right, and looked at a few other people, William Lin was playing Hache there, still looking heartless, Xiong Chao was dialing, Yanagi Masao was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, Yamashita Naomi looked around curiously at the shop, as if he was interested in everything, Yanagi Mai also returned to her normal appearance, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and turned her head to say something to Yamashita Naomi.

Could it be that I am too careful? Wang Xiaohu thought of this, the old man came out of the back kitchen, brought two bowls of noodles, it was really oily noodles, a very large celadon sea bowl was contained, the heat was steaming out, and there was a bottle of liquor under his arm.

The old man walked over tremblingly, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly stood up to help, took two bowls of noodles, handed them to the Japanese guests, and followed the old man into the kitchen to serve noodles, Xiong Chao shouted and asked Wang Xiaohu to find two cloves of garlic, Wang Xiaohu responded loudly, opened the kitchen door curtain, and saw that it was dim inside, only an oil lamp, and the light was faint and dim, and it would be extinguished at any time. There is a wooden bed in the corner, and there is a good noodles on the board, noodles are boiling in a large pot, and oil is hot in a coal-burning stove next to it.

The old man trembled and sprinkled hot oil on the noodles, the action was very skillful, a bowl of seemingly simple oil noodles, but chopped green onions, chili red, color, fragrance and flavor, you must know that the oil noodles are northwest flavor, this is Hebei, how can the old man make such an authentic oil noodles?

I couldn't help asking: "Uncle, it doesn't sound like your accent is from this area, where is your hometown?" ”

The old man's body trembled, and he poured hot oil on a bowl of noodles, and in the steaming heat, Wang Xiaohu heard the old man say: "Northwest, I have been here for decades, and I have taken root!" ”

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