When he returned to the house, there was only mahjong.

"I let Du Zhengyi go to rest." He pulled out two cans of beer from behind the nurses' station and amicably handed one to Roach, seemingly representing reconciliation.

"Can I drink this now?" Roach asked in surprise, his hand already subconsciously reaching over to take it.

"Uh......" Curly thought for a moment, "If Du Zheng sees it, he won't be able to drink it." ”

Roach thought for a moment, picked up his beer and took a long sip. The beer tasted strange, and he looked at the logo on the beer can, but he hadn't seen it.

"It was brewed by a small local winery, and it was given by a patient's family." Mahjong said, sitting down on a children's bed next to him, with his can of beer in his hand. "You've slept for a day and a night, can you still sleep? Why don't you go out with your brother and find a place where the lights don't go out and buy some good wine? Anyway, Du Zhengyi won't know. ”

"This has nothing to do with whether Du Zhengyi knows it or not, right? I was scratched by a cat, have you forgotten? Doctor? ”

Roach walked about twenty meters to the toilet just now, and felt top-heavy.

Curly's expression looked exaggeratedly frustrated, as if he really hoped to get Roach out. Luo Qi really couldn't believe that he was a lot older than Du Zhengyi, he was a lot older, how could he still look like a young man without a score.

"Isn't there a doctor who has given you proof that you can go out for a drink or two now? Why don't you even worry about the doctor? Mahjong said, not giving up the last glimmer of hope.

Roach looked at him a few times, the doctors are all drunkards, this is really a universal truth. In front of mahjong, he exaggeratedly folded the quilt on his body and expressed his belief with actions. Mahjong rolled his eyes.

Roach wished he could lie comfortably, but his spine protested a little after sleeping for a long time, and the rib that had been growing faster when he fell asleep was even more muffled and exuding a dull pain, and he couldn't sleep at all.

"If I go out with you, what good will you give me?" Roach asked hesitantly.

"I'll take you to play, invite you to drink, and give you extra benefits, are you a **** classmate?"

"Love to bring or not." Lodge announced, "Broken sleep! ”

"Hey, don't ......," Mahjong stretched out his hand and made a gesture to interrupt him, "Tell me, what benefits do you want?" ”

Roach made some preparations and went out with Curly. His clothes had been torn apart by Du Zhengyi's lion and could no longer be worn, and the clothes that Mahjong had given him was a shirt, probably a work uniform for the children's clinic, with a little puppet frog sewn on the outside of the upper left pocket of the shirt. When Mahjong was given to him, it was in the sense of whether he loved to wear it or not, but Rocky was very satisfied with the dress with his quirky sense of humor.

The climate was warmer where they were, so he put on a jacket with the words "Someone Else's Child" on his back, looked at the mirror on the wall, and couldn't help but give mahjong a thumbs up.

Mahjong looked at him with his arms crossed and nodded in satisfaction.

They left the clinic together, and there was a real early spring breeze in the street outside, cool and damp, a sign that everything was going to start again.

"I didn't expect Du Zhengyi to be able to cross such a long distance." Roach took a deep breath of cool air and said, "He must have taken me through at least three provinces?" You must be a great doctor, otherwise Du Zhengyi wouldn't have bothered so much effort to come to you. ”

"I've been his doctor for the past three years." Mahjong said lightly, and Rocky realized that the words were too lightly spoken. "I've heard of your father's name, a very famous doctor."

Luo Qi is not very interested in his father's reputation, "Does Du Zhengyi have any sequelae?" ”

Mahjong stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, and saw that he was living like a fish in water in the world, and he was very adaptable. "It's not appropriate to ask the doctor."

Arch nodded, and stopped asking. He got into the car and felt that he was sweating a little, and Mahjong gave him a tube of medicine, and after he drank it, he was so rushed by the comfort that he didn't know what to do, so he smirked. He leaned back comfortably, his whole body warm, and the symptoms of weakness and resurrection were much lighter. The driver in front of him looked cautiously and secretly looked at him in the rearview mirror, probably thinking that he was taking drugs.

They stopped in a bustling business district, and the taxi drivers kept a stiff silence all the time, and they didn't say a word when they paid for the car, and when they got out of the car, they suddenly accelerated and ran away.

Rocky speculates that he is a law-abiding citizen, for fear of getting into trouble, and may also have a high moral sentiment and is unwilling to stay with drug addicts. However, Roach has always had another suspicion, he thinks that humans can more or less sense the presence of mages, and if they are too numerous and too close to them, more sensitive humans will feel uncomfortable. Just like he also sensed the presence of the lion, sensing the appearance of the upper layers of the food chain, which is an instinct written at the genetic level.

Mahjong led him into an old building with a giant Mester Bonwe sign, with shops occupying the first and second floors, and the remaining four floors looking completely deserted from the outside. It's not the usual store hours, the whole building is dark and quiet, except for the billboards outside.

Mahjong familiarly led him into an inconspicuous corner door, the corridor was black holes, only a white light from Mahjong's hand illuminated the peeling cement steps. Roach initially thinks he is using magic lighting, but later discovers that he is actually using electricity, and that he is holding a crazy cell phone in his hand.

Ma Jiang is much more fashionable than Du Zheng.

They climbed to the third floor, and Rocky felt that his legs and stomach were a little weak, and the anti-weakness potion that Mahjong had poured on him was a little unbearable to climb high. Luckily, they arrived, and Roach smelled the familiar smell of popcorn, a byproduct of carnival magic. It is a large-scale performance with a mixture of time, sounds, smells, and even touch, set the tone and theme by the party owner, and is generally fun at first, and then as more and more mages join in, the power of the apparition grows, and finally it becomes a collective hallucination, which is a common entertainment in mage bars. The hallucinations reach the top, bursting like lightning streaks through the air. However, the lightning brought the smell of ozone, and the mage's power burst with the smell of burnt popcorn.

It seems that they came too late and missed the climax.

This kind of bar is forbidden by the Orthodox mages, and hides in the hustle and bustle of the human world.

They walked into the empty hallway on the third floor, and through the light of their phones, they saw that the nearest iron door was wrapped in chains, dirty, and stained, as if it had been locked for a long time.

"Not this door." Ma Jiang said. He led Roach forward about ten meters, and the bright light of his phone shone into an old yellow wooden door, the kind that often served as an office door in the eighties of the last century.

The peculiarity is that there are two stone piers on the left and right of the door, on which are squatting two stone lions the size of pugs, one sitting upright, with a hydrangea under the palm of his hand; The other one was lying soundly asleep on the stone pier, with its belly lit like a cat. Roach knows that these anomalous signs that are paradoxical to human customs are the doorway here, and in his world, anomaly means signs, shining no less than giant LED advertising light boxes.

Ma Jiang placed his hand on the head of a stone lion and motioned for Roach to do the same. "Two lions, two people." He smiled slyly and explained, "The rule of this shop is that only more than two customers are allowed to enter, and no single guest is allowed. ”

Luo Qi let out an "oh", and then he understood why Ma Jiang must encourage him to come out and play together. He reached out and stroked the sleeping lion's head, and felt a faint static current in his palm, the stone lion must have crystals embedded in it, which were used to set simple rules.

The dilapidated wooden door creaked open inward, and the leaping firelight poured out, and behind the door was a narrow corridor made of red bricks, and the walls were hung with rudimentary torches, and the firelight shone on the large and shiny bricks on the ground, which were pale black, and for some reason Roach felt a little familiar.

Ma Jiang took the lead in the red brick corridor, Luo Qi also followed, and faintly heard the noisy music from inside, a little messy, the main sound is a bit like a pipa, but Luo Qi is not sure.

The corridor turned a corner, and suddenly opened up in front of me, a splendid hall, the size of which was about the same as the local flagship store of Mysterbonwe downstairs, which was very open. The scene is also full of magnificence, the gold-pasted cloud dragon column, the Nine Dragons gold lacquer throne is set in the middle, there is a golden screen, and the ornaments in front of him are not recognized, but he still recognizes the elephant and the crane. Looking up again, there was indeed a dragon caisson overhead. Although he can't stand a closer look, and if he looks closely, it's all very rough, but he still recognizes where this is, Baohe Palace.

There are four particularly noisy girls sitting on the throne, the makeup painted on their faces has stabilized the current human fashion, but they are wearing the dresses of the Qing Dynasty court, with purses hanging on the skirts, and fans in their hands, and they are meticulously dressed. In front of the throne were four young men in tunic robes, fighting swords in pairs. Roach could see that the sword was made of alcohol, and the boy who lost the contest would definitely be forced to perform sword swallowing, and after a while he would be drunk to death.

Ma Jiang looked around with interest, and said with a smile, "Yo, today is a Manchu theme, but it's a pity that I came late and missed the climax." But fortunately, it's late, and not wearing the right clothes will ruin other people's fun. ”

Luo Qi was still observing the Baohe Palace, studying the pillar for a while, and he suddenly broke off a piece of gold leaf and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, it's chocolate." ”

Ma Jiang said, "Don't eat blindly. You have to eat according to your doctor's instructions, you know? ”

Roach frowned, "It's actually cocoa butter." ”

"That's why I told you not to eat blindly." Ma Jiang said, "That's what it means." ”

"We're starting to use this cheap stuff too." Roach smacked his lips, trying to find a glass of wine to remove the remnants of the bad taste in his mouth. Ma Jiang had already walked in one direction, and Luo Qi hurried to follow. There are not many people staying in the Baohe Hall at this time, probably because the climax has passed, and they are all a little excited, and now is the time when everyone is starting to feel sleepy.

On both sides of the Baohe Palace, there are some tables and chairs in the Ming and Qing dynasties, all of which are round tables with carved embroidered piers, and Luo Qi was a little surprised to see that there were some elderly people at the table. They are quieter than the younger ones, and they are more able to stay up late, and are now sitting at the table drinking and talking. They all looked decent, but they were honestly dressed in robes and coats, and Rocky didn't expect them to be willing to make jokes with the young man. When he squeezed past a group of old mages, he caught a glimpse of the old mage's robes of very good quality, and he suddenly reacted, the average age of the mages was in their early two hundreds, and these old mages were originally from the Qing Dynasty. Tonight's theme should probably be nostalgic night.

Roach was suddenly a little embarrassed, as if he had desecrated other people's wonderful world with jokes like those noisy young men. He didn't know what to say, mages live in a human world, but humans are changing too fast, they have just adapted to the beauty of the world, and the fickle humans overthrow everything, and everything that the mages are familiar with disappears. And so do the human beings themselves, their lives are too short, you get to know them, you fall in love with them, and then they disappear, like a gust of summer wind blowing through a long street, and you are still standing on the side of the street in a daze, the ice cream in your hand has not even melted, leaving only sweet and sour pain.

Somehow he became sad, and sat down with Ma Jiang next to a long case, which might have been used for painting. There was a traditional marquee lantern on the desk, and he stared at the rabbit jumping on the lamp in a daze. Ma Jiang pushed him a glass of wine, poured another tube of potion into the glass, and drank it without asking what it was.

"Do you really believe in Du Zhengyi, did you find out for yourself?" Ma Jiang asked him suddenly.

Roach glanced back at Ma Jiang, who was drinking a blue drink, which was uncomfortably blue, and looked like a glass of Smurf's urine.

"Why do you say that?"

"If I ask you to come out, you will follow me out, I will give you medicine, and you can drink it if you don't want to." Ma Jiang said, draining the wine in his hand in one go, raising his eyebrows very comfortably, and then motioned to the shopkeeper to bring him another glass. "You don't know me at all, and I'm not friendly at the first time, but you still believe me because you think Du Zhengyi trusts me."

Rocky glanced at him indifferently, "My world is simple, buddy. The teacher asked me to help Du Zheng, and I did my best to help, and when he decided to go back to school, I could get the credits. ”

Ma Jiang didn't speak for a while, and his gaze through his glasses was habitually lowered, with a hint of coldness that seemed to be out of nowhere. He looked at Roach carefully, as if he was considering what he was about to say.

"I've known Du Zhengyi for a long time, he's a real mage, it's different from you, you don't have emotions, I don't mean anything else. Because he is not like me, unlike those who are noisy and self-proclaimed mages, our world has not produced real mages for a long time. Therefore, they will not use scarce resources for ordinary trivial things, and he will always be implicated in all kinds of troubles. If you follow him now, it means that you are in trouble. ”