There is an old stone lion at the entrance of the village has already spread, although many people have investigated this lion and there is nothing special about it, but after all, it is the only clue that the villagers can provide, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes do not believe in evil, even if there are predecessors who say that this stone lion is just a rotten stone, they will personally touch it.

Therefore, at this moment, the crowd at the entrance of the village is bustling, surrounded by many people with swords, head-to-ear, and judgment.

"Eh, don't say it, the patterns on this lion are really so interesting, ordinary people are really not qualified to use such lines. ”

Hearing such an analysis, a reckless voice scolded and scolded: "Lines, what a fart, when Lao Tzu settles down and wants to get two stone lions in the town, I just draw a flower on it, hey, I don't believe anyone dares to care!"

The person who analyzed before was humiliated like this, so he was naturally annoyed and said angrily: "Then no one really cares, who cares about you if you draw a flower on the stone lion." The problem is that you try to draw a royal pattern on the lion? I want to show it to the court, and I have to come and raid your house the next day!"

“......”

In the midst of this loud voice, the man in green shirt smiled slightly, turned to the young man and said, "Abu, we have arrived." ”

The young man known as "Abu" was stunned for a moment, suddenly stopped, and said a little awkwardly: "Sir." ”

"This is not a court, so don't be too restrained. The man in the green shirt looked indifferent, but if he looked at his eyes carefully, he could feel a heroic spirit from the inside, which was endless, and he patted the young man's shoulder, "Don't slow me down, let's walk side by side." ”

"Yes......" Abu said in a low voice, although he hesitated, he still moved forward, this step, as if stepping out of the distance of his life, he let out a sigh, and then looked at the man in green shirts, puzzled, "Sir, what is the situation here?"

The man in green shirt looked at the crowd at the entrance of the village from a distance, but he didn't plan to get closer, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said: "The bait has been released, just see if the fish will be hooked." ”

Abu's expression showed that he didn't understand the meaning of the Tsing Shirt man's words, but he still nodded respectfully. Many times, it's not that he doesn't want to understand the thoughts of the people in green shirts, but after experiencing countless failures, he is a little self-defeating. In the final analysis, even in the eyes of his group of classmates or teachers, the man in green shirt is a very elusive existence, how can he understand that he is a doll who has been herding cattle since he was a child, and only followed his husband when he was thirteen years old?

The man in the green shirt heard the deference on Abu's lips and knew what Abu was thinking, but he just smiled gently and said, "Do you know what the lines on the stone lion mean?"

Although Abu was still young, his figure was much taller than the man in the green shirt, and even standing in the midst of the pretentious group of charlatans, he stretched his neck, observed with good eyesight for a while, and said while thinking: "It seems to be...... The dragon pattern that only the royal princes of the previous dynasty could use?"

The man in the green shirt nodded, still satisfied with Abu's learning: "Although it has been more than a hundred years since the fall of the previous dynasty, many details of etiquette have been handed down to this day, such as the kui pattern, gluttonous pattern, etc., you should also know what these represent." ”

"Yes. Abu only felt that the people in green shirts were going to test their homework, and said respectfully, "Kui Wen, on behalf of the ancient divine beast Kui Niu, but Kui Niu has not appeared in the world for a long time. And gluttonous patterns...... Nature represents the beasts beyond the Great Wall. ”

At this, he arched his hand a little awkwardly, "Sir, Abu is puzzled. Although the princes of the previous dynasty used the dragon as a totem and engraved it on bronze vessels or on clothing, if the dragon pattern was engraved on a stone lion, it would be tantamount to a blasphemy against a sacred beast like a dragon, who would do such a thing?"

"Of course no one would do such a thing. The man in the green shirt looked at the green mountains and white clouds in the distance, and suddenly sighed, his eyes full of reminiscence, "Because it's not a stone lion." But...... Foxy. ”

As he spoke, the man in the green shirt walked away, and the jade pendant on his waist swayed with his footsteps, but if he was a clear-eyed person, he could see how extraordinary the jade pendant he was wearing. It's just that in this mixed crowd, even if someone recognizes where his jade pendant belongs, who would really dare to talk nonsense?

Abu stood there and muttered, "Cunning...... Foxy ......" For a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed, "Ah...... The dragon gave birth to nine sons...... Foxy ...... So ......"

Turning his head, he found that the man in the green shirt didn't look at the stone lion at all, and had already gone straight to the village.

"Guest officer, please inside. Just finished cleaning up the messy table, Qin Ke looked at the door, wiped his hands with a rag and stepped forward, "There is only one room left in the guest room of this hotel, I don't know if you are eating or staying in the hotel?"

Qin Ke just raised his head, facing the peaceful eyes of the man in the green shirt, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In fact, the eyes of the people in green shirts do not give people a feeling of being too magnificent, only peaceful, the ultimate peace, which has become an authority that knows everything by heart, or rather, control.

Qin Ke wasn't afraid of this kind of control, he just felt that this person's eyes reminded him of a person. Someone he thinks about often, but he doesn't really want to think about at all.

"Master...... Qin Ke couldn't help but blurt out, although he knew that the person he was calling had passed away for more than three years, how could he not feel sad and sad when he saw such a pair of very similar eyes again?

The man in the green shirt didn't seem to hear his whisper, and smiled slightly: "Little brother, can there be two people in that room?"

"Huh?" Qin Ke immediately reacted, patted his chaotic head and replied, "Hmm......! Oh, can't ......" In order to hide the embarrassment and the pair of eyes that almost burst into tears just now, he hurriedly lowered his head and scolded himself for being dizzy, this must be a treasure hunter like those people, not to mention that unfamiliar face, what are you thinking about?

"Yes or no?" the man in the green shirt looked at him calmly, still smiling.

Qin Ke slowly raised his head, tried to meet those eyes, and said curtly: "Our inn is a little smaller, and there were no outsiders in the mountains before, and the beds are all freshly beaten by carpenters, and it is okay for two people to squeeze them down, but the words of the guest's friend ......" He looked at the tall and burly Abu, although Abu's eyes were a little evasive and unconfident, and he did not look like a burly man, but his strong arms and thick back still showed that he had practiced martial arts all year round.

"It's fine. Abu hurriedly said, "I can sleep on the ground." ”

"Two more bowls...... Well, three bowls of somen noodles. The man in the green shirt turned around and walked away.

Qin Ke didn't send the two of them to the guest room, looking at the green-shirted man and Abu slowly going upstairs, he turned his gaze back with some surprise. How could it be a master, Qin Ke smiled self-deprecatingly, three years ago, the master suffered from a stubborn disease, the medicine stone was useless, and he passed away peacefully beside him after lingering on the sickbed for several months, and the master who buried it with his own hands would go up the mountain to clean and tidy up every month, could it be that a dead person could really jump out of the grave?

If it really pops out, I'm afraid it won't be a comedy of reunion, but the "Ghost Chronicle" that I found in Master's collection a few days ago.

But Qin Ke always felt that this person was not only the eyes, but also the tone of his speech, and even the frequency of ventilation, which was very similar to his deceased master. If you say......

Somehow, Qin Ke trotted all the way into the kitchen and began to cut vegetables.

"What's wrong? Uncle Ji seems to have always liked to stay in the kitchen, Qin Ke guessed that he must have been hiding here to drink because Aunt Ji didn't let him drink at home. However, Qin Ke didn't laugh at him at this time, but heated the stove, fried it with hot oil, made three bowls of fragrant green vegetables and mushroom noodles, and went upstairs.

Knowing that this was not right at all, Qin Ke still couldn't help but want to find out the details of this green-shirted man, even if he wasn't the master, maybe it was the master's relatives and friends?

He remembered that the master had said that he was from the scholar clan, although he did not say which side of the scholar clan it was, but it also proved that the master was not alone in the grass house, if it was really the master's relatives and friends, he could take them to his tomb to sprinkle a glass of wine to worship, and he would feel a little comforted to come to the master's spring, right? With some anticipation, Qin Ke knocked on the door, still in the peaceful voice of the man in green shirts: "Come in." ”

"Guest, your noodles. Qin Ke put the three bowls of noodles on the table and said curiously, "Do you have any friends to come?"

The man in green shirt smiled and shook his head: "No." Turning to Abu, he said, "Abu, your presence has come." ”

Abu nodded a little stiffly, looked at the table full of noodles, licked his lips, and confessed, just holding chopsticks, half a bowl of noodles went into his stomach in less than a few breaths!

The hot noodles brought heat to Abu's stomach, and a few beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his head, and he reached out and poured some vinegar into the sea bowl, and a few chopsticks, and ate the remaining half of the bowl of noodles.

And Qin Ke looked at him reaching out and taking the second bowl of noodles and was still unsatisfied, and finally understood why these two people ordered three bowls of noodles.

Unexpectedly, this young entourage who was a little afraid of life actually had a feeling of majestic mountains and rivers when he ate, Qin Ke couldn't help laughing, and then held back, thinking of the question in his mind, he pretended to look at the room, reached out and wiped the ornaments on the table with a rag, and asked casually: "Guest officer, you don't look like people from the rivers and lakes." You're here to hunt for treasures, too?"