Chapter 142: Don't boast
He looked left and right, the child biting on the meat dumplings, the girl sorting out the backpack, and the uncle on crutches......
"No anomalies."
Duan Xiaoyun: "How can there be no abnormality, you take a closer look, oops!" Although this is Qujiang City, and the cultural revival is very good, it is not so old that everyone wears the old, although I have to admit that the clothes are very good. ”
Zhou Yi said very facelessly: "Except for the old clothes, everything else is really normal." ”
Jiang Yu is an ancient person who has lived for 700 years, and he has not had much time to contact modern society, so of course he can't see the abnormality of his clothes.
"It's not just old clothes!"
Duan Xiaoyun secretly glanced at Zhao Duanming, who was lying on his stomach in front of him, and remained motionless, as if he was asleep.
"Where is there still someone to call comrade now, what the young man said just now about working in the field is obviously ......"
The three of them sat in the front, middle and back rows, Jiang Yu silently clenched the black puppet line in his hand, Duan Xiaoyun's machete was already eager to try, and Zhou Yi ......
I'm sorry, but he's still listening to the tune of Qujiang on the aunt next door's radio.
"I have a relationship, who will sing it to......"
The tone is tactful and sad, and although Qujiang's special dialect is incomprehensible, it conveys a subtle emotion.
Zhou Yi: "Shhhhh ”
Duan Xiaoyun: "...... Okay, that's nice. ”
Even Jiang Yu closed his eyes and squinted for a while, listened carefully, and said in his mouth: "Although I don't know what it means, my emotions are full of emotions, and the aftermath is lingering." ”
Zhou Yi: "You don't have to boast. ”
After listening to it for a while, the radio aunt next door slowly turned her head, and the sound of creaking came, as if the old oil-deficient machine was rubbing against the rust, accompanied by the sound of "rubbing".
The radio aunt asked seriously, "Young man, is it good?" ”
Her lips were purple, her eyes were heavily black, and the pupils in her sockets were dilated, and she couldn't see the whites of her eyes at all.
Zhou Yi said as usual: "Auntie, you change the song, I'm tired of listening to this song." ”
"Oh."
The radio aunt let out a soft oh, and then called up another melodious tune, and pressed the play button with her fingers.
Aunt Radio: "I've been waiting, waiting for someone, waiting for him to come back." ”
She was telling slowly, but no one in the carriage looked back, the child was still eating meat dumplings, and the meat dumplings that were so small just now were not missing at all after a few bites.
The little girl with the backpack was still anxiously rummaging for something, and the old man's crutches were still pounding, and the cough was heartbreaking.
Saliva accompanied by thick phlegm sprayed all over the ground, because of the cough, sweat broke on the top of the head, the big bald head became more and more shiny, and the brown age spots on it became more and more obvious.
"Who are you waiting for?"
Zhou Yi's tone was also deliberately slowed down, and it did not seem abrupt in this quiet carriage.
The radio aunt blinked in confusion, raised her right hand and rubbed her temples, her brows furrowed deeply, and she muttered to herself, "Who am I waiting for?" ”
"Who am I waiting for?"
Zhou Yi stood up, stood in the middle of the neat carriage, and said loudly: "Who are you waiting for?" ”
No one was inexplicable, no one scolded Zhou Yi for being neurotic, some just lowered their heads and pondered, or were silent, and kept asking questions like their aunts.
"Who are you waiting for, who are you waiting for?"
The old man, who coughed up his heart and lungs, swallowed a mouthful of phlegm, and the crutch in his hand habitually knocked out, echoing in the empty and quiet carriage.
"Ahem......"
Everyone's pupils turned thick black, so dark that they couldn't see the bottom.
Who are they waiting for?
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!
It seems that the people in the entire carriage have been forgotten in the long time, the times are progressing, the times are developing, but they are stagnant and imprisoned here forever.
Time stops here, the soul ferments here, and over time, no one forgets the origin of the story and only knows an end.
They are waiting.
Zhou Yi shouted again, this time everyone in the carriage seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on their heads in the winter of counting nine cold days, and the bone-chilling coldness made the chaotic and dusty heart sober up.
"I'm waiting for him, he said he would come back and marry me, I still haven't told him, I have his child, he's going to be a father!"
Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the pot-bellied pregnant woman, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and she hugged her head and cried.
The coughing old man with thick phlegm on the ground stopped knocking on his crutches, and the cough stopped abruptly, he hugged the little grandson sitting next to him, and sighed heavily.
"Baby, it's grandpa who is not good, grandpa didn't take care of you, if grandpa didn't take you out...... Alas. ”
All of them remembered, they all remembered it clearly, but the pain instantly overwhelmed reason, and the pain that had accumulated for many years broke out in an instant.
For a while, the whole carriage was filled with black air, crying and crying, and the radio aunt's tune was tuned to the first minor key, and she also sang along, becoming more and more sad.
Aunt Radio: "We missed a full 60 years, and we wanted to see each other, but we couldn't." ”
Duan Xiaoyun silently put away the machete, and Jiang Yu also took back the puppet silk, although these looked terrifying, each of them was pitiful.
But the power of the wish is too great to be resolved at all, so such a strong energy field will be formed, which cannot be dispersed, just waiting for the lucky one to come to the door.
The people I met today are them, so there can be a solution, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will be trapped here forever with this group of people, forgotten by time.
"Woo woo, boss, let's help them."
Duan Xiaoyun had also experienced this feeling, but she couldn't wait anymore, and she couldn't wait.
Jiang Yu also seemed to be sad, and he was depressed, "Life is suffering, love is parting, I can't ask for it, and I will be resentful." ”
The tube must be managed, otherwise you have to go straight to the fist and fight all the way out.
As long as the host does not exist, the energy field does not exist.
However, Zhou Yi is a lover of harmony, a law-abiding and good citizen in the new century, how can he adopt such a discordant way?
Zhou Yi's right hand rubbed the left jade ring, the first-level system space is usually not open, and the second-level ordinary items are available at any time.
System: [The host successfully exchanges the fountain pen, and consumes five merit points.] ]
System: [The host successfully redeems the notebook, and consumes three merit points.] ]
The merit value of 3.5 points is a drop in the bucket for Monday, plucking one and blowing two, plucking one pair and blowing two pairs.
He handed the pen and notebook to the old man on the radio, and said, "Write your name, and write any wishes on it." ”
To solve the energy field in the way of "river crabs", these souls must be willing to leave, which is of course to solve their obsessions.