I came back to my senses in an instant, retracted my hand, and the red blood coming out of the tip of the knife clearly told me that I had hurt someone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll bandage you right away. ”

I put the knife away in a panic and took out a pack of tissues from my bag to stop the bleeding.

Although the blood was not much, it also soaked his black shirt, and when the night wind blew, there was a faint smell of blood.

But in the face of my kindness, he raised his hand to block it.

"No, you don't."

"But you're bleeding, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, and I was bewitched."

The irrepressible irritability just now is unprecedented, but it comes and goes quickly.

Especially, when I woke up, the sound of the wind and the cry were gone, and the door in front of me was the same gate that said the king's house.

I knew I was being bewitched.

But I never thought that this would hurt him, and I felt a little sorry in my heart and wanted to make up for my mistakes.

But obviously, he didn't want it.

"This little injury is not in the way."

Again, he refused, ignoring me and ignoring the wound. Turning around, facing the door of the house, it seemed that he wanted to enter, but he was reluctant to knock.

I looked strange, it was a door, it wasn't a black hole, what could I see just by looking at it?

So I asked, "Hey, why don't you knock on the door?" ”

He didn't say anything.

I asked, "Why don't I help you?" ”

He still didn't answer, and stood there like a stone sculpture, motionless.

"Don't knock on the door, and don't want me to help, so what are we doing here?"

I looked left and right, and I wanted to say, get in my car and leave here together, but when I turned around, I found that my car was gone.

The layout of the surroundings is also very similar to the shape of the surroundings when I hear the voice.

It is full of alleys, and at a glance, the horizontal and vertical roads are staggered, the ancient walls bear the traces of time, and a crescent moon hangs in the night overhead, lonely, without any stars.

"This is not the place just now. My car is gone. ”

I'm still a little confident in my memory, and although it's not a big difference, I'm sure it's neither Huaiyin Road nor the house I first came across.

"What the hell is this place? Hey, you know what? ”

"Lou Zhi."

Suddenly, he said two words that did not fit the line, took a step forward, and knocked on the door.

"Huh?"

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that it might be his name.

"That, my name is Lin Tan."

I scratched my head and gave my name.

This is also an exchange of courtesies, and it can also avoid the embarrassment of not knowing the name.

But he ignored me and kept knocking.

He made a fist with five fingers, and he struck it with his fist, but he didn't touch the knocker.

The door knocker, commonly known as the ringer, is a handle installed on the door of the house, the door knocker is a metal texture, and there was a strict grading of the door knocker in ancient times.

China's door knocker often uses the auxiliary head or door cymbals as the base, the auxiliary head is the head of the beast, and the door cymbals have several shapes, and the family uses black oil iron rings, which are used by officials from six to nine grades in ancient times.

"This family should have been the home of officials in ancient times."

Through the crack in the door, I saw a light inside, and I saw someone walking by.

But they didn't hear a knock at the door, and no one answered it.

So I stepped forward, grabbed the knocker, and knocked on it.

In a moment, the door that no one answered, babbling, was opened.

A pale head, through the crack in the door, came out, and in the light, the red light flashed.

Then I saw a paper face!

I was startled, and subconsciously pulled the building back to retreat.

"Looking for whom?"

The woman's voice came from the head.

I looked at it and found that there was no paper figure, and the person standing in front of me who opened the door was clearly an old woman in her fifties and sixties, wearing the cotton clothes of my grandmother's time.

It's just that her expression is wooden, like a facial paralysis, and her expression is very stiff.

"Find someone."

As soon as she asked who she was looking for, I subconsciously replied that I was looking for someone.

It's true that I'm looking for someone.

It's just looking for someone and asking for the right way out.

"Who's looking for?"

"I'm looking for—"

"We are friends of the bride, and we have come to ask for a glass of wine."

Lou Zhi interrupted me, and I turned my head to doubt, but I saw that he didn't know when, carrying the gift in both hands, and handed it to the woman.

But when I saw him, his hands were empty, where did these things come from?

Moreover, the family is having a wedding?

I didn't pay attention at first, but as soon as he said this, I saw that the lantern at the door had turned red at some point, and the candle flame reflected was also a joyful red.

In addition, in the courtyard of the house, there were also small songs, and there were even gongs and drums, jingling, as if they were singing.

I remember that in ancient times, when a big family held a wedding banquet, they would call a troupe to sing when they set up a banquet in the evening, which was also a kind of celebration and excitement.

Is it really a wedding reception?

I pondered that the situation here was unknown, but Lou Zhi seemed to know something, so I didn't squeak, stood beside him, and nodded at the old woman.

"Come in!" She opened all the doors and leaned sideways to let us in, "The feast has just begun." ”

I smiled politely at her, and then I entered the door one after the other.

As soon as I entered the door, a cold breath greeted me.

The cold made my nose itch and I was about to sneeze when I opened my mouth.

As everyone knows, there is a hand that blocked my mouth and nose from the front, so that the sneeze stopped under the palm of the other party's palm.

"Don't be silent."

Lou Zhi warned me softly, I didn't know, but nodded as well.

He withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to look at it, and a few sporadic saliva on his head made his beautiful brow slightly raised, and then I saw him reach out to me again and rub the saliva on my clothes.

“……”

I pursed my lips and held back.

He turned around and left, and I hurriedly followed, but he did not go quickly, and always followed the woman into the middle courtyard.

Unlike the front yard, the middle courtyard is not deserted, the courtyard is lit up, and more than a dozen round tables are placed everywhere, including the hall inside.

Everyone sat around the table, the aroma of wine was overflowing, and it seemed that they were enjoying themselves, and they were really drinking happy wine.

They wore the most simple coarse linen clothes, but some people also wore delicate Tang costumes and cheongsams, each of which was different.

But as soon as I got in, I sensed something was wrong.

In such a lively scene, there are even opera troupes performing on the high stage in front, but in fact, except for the singing and babbling opera, the people at this wine table seem to be communicating and talking, but they do not make any sound from each other.

It's like silence, gag, and the movements between them are very stiff and unnatural.

[It's weird here. 】

Because Lou Zhi told me not to make a noise, I muttered in my heart.

At that time, the old woman took me to an empty seat, pointed to the stool, and said, "Sit here." ”

After saying that, she left, and I tried to stop her, but I didn't have time.

But she only gave one person to the vacancy, and there were two of us.

I glanced upstairs, and he raised his chin at me and motioned for me to sit down.

I walked over suspiciously, and sat down while thinking that I wanted to see where this place was, and why I had always felt a little familiar from the front yard to the middle yard.

In my ears, I heard a noise similar to the bustle of the city.

There is an endless stream of voices, the sound of eating, the sound of wine glasses colliding, and the sound of wine spilling......

I looked at the source of the sound.

At that moment, I suspected that I had a fine score.

【Small Theatre】:

Lin Tan: What's your name?

Lou Zhi: My name only tells my wife.

Lin Tan: Oh. That's it.

Lou Zhi: My name is Lou Zhi.

Lin Tan: ...... So, your wife?