Chapter 66: The Battle in the Factory (Part II)

When it was about to get off work, ten minutes in advance, Duanmu Shenjiu, under the leadership of Old Man Deng, cleaned up the sanitation on the post. It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the leader's holiday arrangements have also reached each workshop, because the National Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival are similar, and the workshop where Duanmu Shenjiu is located has been on holiday for seven days.

After the cleaning was completed, the workers in the workshop walked out one after another and got off work. Because Old Man Deng's family is local, he usually doesn't live in the factory, so he can go back today. However, when he walked out of the workshop, he still asked Duanmu Shenjiu beside him, "It's a holiday, are you going home?"

He didn't know that, strictly speaking, Duanmu Shenjiu didn't have a home.

Duanmu Shenjiu shook his head with a smile, brushed a few hairs that came out of the dust cap with one hand, and replied to Old Man Deng, "There is no home, no return." ”

Old man Deng looked at Duanmu Shenjiu, who was pulling his hair, his eyes were stunned, and he asked, "Are you alone?"

"No, there are some relatives and an apprentice. ”

"Haha, your apprentice, you can't call me master. Old man Deng laughed.

Duanmu Shenjiu also smiled, looked at the simple old man Deng, and snorted.

Old man Deng thought for a while, and said: "Otherwise, you come with me and go to my house for the holiday, my children are not in their hometown, and they will not come back in the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Duanmu Shenjiu shook his head slightly, "No, I'll rest here for one night, and I'll go to my apprentice tomorrow." ”

"That's okay, anyway, it's a holiday, don't live it alone, it's boring and sad. Old man Deng seemed to understand that feeling.

Duanmu Shenjiu also understands that loneliness, and has been very lonely in all the years of traveling alone in the rivers and lakes. Although I was sad, I was over.

Old man Deng punched the off-duty card in the guard room, said a word to Duanmu Shenjiu, and went back. Leaving a lonely Duanmu Shenjiu, standing aimlessly at the door.

The lights in the factory workshop have been turned off, and the brightly lit factory can now find no other lights except for a light in the square, a headlight in the guard's room, and a lamp at the end of the canteen. Seeing this scene, Duanmu Shenjiu suddenly felt a little lost, thinking that tomorrow would be another aimless day, he hoped to continue to work.

Old man Deng is a very good person, although he is old, he occasionally talks to Duanmu Shenjiu, claiming to be teaching experience to young people. After he learned that Duanmu Shenjiu was single, he kept saying that he wanted to introduce a wife to Duanmu Shenjiu, and he was very enthusiastic.

has lived for so many years, although he has been sleeping for thousands of years, but in the decades of consciousness, there is really no one like Old Man Deng, who treats himself like an ordinary junior, makes jokes about him, and thinks about his life's events. This kind of ordinary feeling, Duanmu Shenjiu likes it very much, and this feeling makes him feel very comfortable.

After standing at the door for a while, Duanmu Shenjiu turned around and entered the factory, received the holiday gifts distributed by the factory to employees in the guard room, typed the off-duty card, and walked to the canteen, ready to eat something. There is still one meal to eat tonight, and the canteen will also be closed tomorrow, and it will not be served normally until after the holiday.

Carrying a few boxes of mooncakes from the factory, as well as a box of fruits, Duanmu Shenjiu came to the cafeteria alone.

There were very few people in the cafeteria, and most of them left overnight after work. Except for some outsiders who are far away from home, the others are basically gone, and there are very few people who will eat in the canteen. There is also a window for cooking, and several large plates are placed on prepared meals.

Picking up the dinner plate and coming to the window, Duanmu Shenjiu made a meal, then found a place and sat down silently to eat.

A few tables away, there were three outsiders also dining, speaking in a dialect they didn't understand, and there were a few bottles of Erguotou on the table, which seemed to be drinking. They were so loud that the cafeteria, which was already empty, became noisy.

After eating dinner, Duanmu Shenjiu left with his things, and when he passed by the commissary, he stopped, hesitated for a while, and walked in.

"Take a pack of cigarettes and a beer. ”

Duanmu Shenjiu groped out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, which was given to him by Wu Hou, and it took him several days to come out of the concept of gold, silver, and copper coins and accept this modern banknote. Wu Hou gave him a lot, about a few thousand yuan, but today was the first time he spent money.

When the woman at the commissary saw Duanmu Shenjiu, her eyes lit up, and she was attracted by his appearance, and while taking out beer and cigarettes from the counter, she asked, "Why haven't I seen you, new here?"

Staring at the cigarettes and beers on the counter, Duanmu Shenjiu replied lightly, "It's been a few days." ”

"It's a holiday, why don't you go home?" The woman had nothing to say, and wanted to talk to Duanmu Shenjiu.

"I'm not going back, I'm far from home. Duanmu Shenjiu smiled.

This smile, like a spring blossom, is a face that is more beautiful than most women, which makes the woman look stupid.

"If you don't go home, it's so lonely if you don't go home for the holidays. The woman looked at Duanmu Shenjiu blankly and muttered, "Anyway, I'm alone, why don't you come to my house for the holiday?"

Duanmu Shenjiu immediately lost his face, but after such a long time of entering the WTO, he would no longer be like when he just came out of the mountains, and when he met a frivolous woman, he would say that he was a vulgar fan.

He ignored the woman, paid silently, took the change she had retrieved, then picked up the cigarette and beer on the table, turned and walked out. The woman behind her wanted to speak and stopped, but she was too embarrassed to speak again.

Returning to the single room where he lived, putting down the mooncakes and fruits in his hand, as well as cigarettes and beer, Duanmu Shenjiu sat on the chair weakly, let out a long breath, looked at the picture of the beauty hanging on the wall, and then opened the cigarette and lit one for himself.

Take a deep breath and the cigarette is inhaled into his lungs. This is not the first time Duanmu Shenjiu has smoked, when Wu Hou and Mu Haisen smoked before, he also tried to taste one, but he choked at the time. Later, we drank together, and when I got dizzy, I smoked another one, and it felt pretty good, as if it could make people feel relaxed.

In the past, he was still curious about why men in this era like to smoke "cigarettes", but later, when he was depressed, he gradually seemed to be able to appreciate the wonders of cigarettes.

After smoking a cigarette, he opened the moon cake distributed to him in the factory, took a light bite, the filling was bean paste, the sweet taste was very stimulating to people's taste, the moment it touched the tip of the tongue, the sweetness went straight to the heart.

Chewing the moon cake in his mouth, Duanmu Shenjiu's eyes drooped, and he actually shed two tears.

He remembered that many years ago, whenever the moon was full in August, there was a custom of worshipping the moon in autumn. That year, I was in my prime, traveled to a small town, and bought a sweet cake, which was as sweet as the moon cake in my hand. It's just that the sweet cake at that time was not called moon cake, and the autumn moon worship at that time was not called the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Tears rolled down his cheeks and to the corners of his mouth, and he reached out to the table and pulled a piece of paper and wiped his tears. Then he stopped abruptly and looked at the paper on the table.

He remembers that when he went out in the morning, he was not in this position.

Then, he hurriedly got up, looked around, and walked to the beauty picture to check it carefully, and saw that there was a dirt in the corner of the beauty picture, which was a trace touched by his fingers.

Confirming the fact that someone had been in the house, Duanmu Shenjiu gradually felt a little unhappy in his heart, and immediately closed his eyes and observed everything around him.

With the release of his thoughts, he sensed that there were no less than fifteen people around him, paying attention to the room he was in.

After a few minutes, Duanmu Shenjiu opened his eyes, picked up a beer and a cigarette, walked out of the room, locked the door with his backhand, and went straight to the roof.

When he reached the top of the building, in the moonlit and starry night sky, the moon was close to full, he found a random place to sit down, lit a cigarette, opened a beer, and drank it to himself.

There is only one corridor on the top of the building, and when Duanmu Shenjiu was drinking by himself, three more people climbed up in the dark corridor, obviously drunk, and if you look closely, it is the three outsiders who sat in the canteen and drank when they were eating in the canteen just now.

Duanmu Shenjiu stared at the three of them coldly, the three of them were unmoved, and they were still chatting with each other, but they were no longer talking in dialects they didn't understand. Duanmu Shenjiu knew at the moment that the three of them were pretending to be drunk.

"Drink, drink on the top of this building today, don't get drunk and don't return. ”

"No... No more... I couldn't drink anymore, I was dizzy. ”

The other person directly pretended to vomit.

One of them fumbled in his pocket, pulled out half a pack of cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth, and touched the lighter again, but after touching it, it seemed that he didn't touch it. He looked like and asked the two people around him if they had any fireworks, and both of them said no.

Then he looked at Duanmu Shenjiu, who was sitting on the cement pier not far away, and asked loudly: "Dude, if there is a fire, borrow it, and the cigarette butt that has not been extinguished is fine." ”

Duanmu Shenjiu took another puff of the cigarette in his hand, then grabbed the cigarette handle with his thumb and middle finger, and bounced it out with a slight force.

The cigarette butt, which flickered in the moonlight, suddenly became brighter and faster as it was ejected, drawing a fiery red horizontal line in the air, and flew towards the person who borrowed the fire.

When the cigarette butt was about to hit him, the person dodged sideways, changed his drunken appearance, and his whole body suddenly became cold, and the other two no longer pretended to be drunk, made a posture of defending against the enemy, and looked at Duanmu Shenjiu vigilantly.

The cigarette butt hit the wall, emitting a cloud of sparks before falling to the ground. Duanmu Shenjiu got up slowly, took a sip of beer, took off the dust hat freely, and his black hair fell down.

The three of them saw a very beautiful man, with his back to the moon, the moonlight shining a long silhouette on the ground, and a black hair fluttering in the night wind, which also imprinted a swaying shadow on the ground.

"Did you go to my room today?" asked Duanmu Shenjiu in a cold voice.

One of them replied, "No, but the person who goes should have the same purpose as us." ”

"For Qi Tiandu?" Duanmu Shenjiu's face was playful.

The three of them acquiesced to Duanmu Shenjiu's words wordlessly, and they all made gestures, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing this posture, Duanmu Shenjiu smiled and said, "With the kung fu of your three-legged cat, you still want to do it with me?"

The three of them were also bold, and one of them replied: "If you don't try, how can you know how big a gap there is with you, if you don't experience the battle of life and death, where will there be a qualitative leap, Duanmu Shenjiu, please fight with me today!" There was a great pride in his words.

"Good, good, good. Duanmu Shenjiu said hello three times in a row, and laughed at himself: "I haven't been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and now even cats and dogs like you dare to challenge me?"

There was another person who took over and asked, "Are you still human?"

didn't wait for Duanmu Shenjiu to speak again, and finally the man who had not spoken suddenly roared in a low voice: "Let's talk about it, try his catties and taels first!"

While speaking, the three of them took steps together, each with their own skills, and rushed towards Duanmu Shenjiu, with indescribable grandeur in momentum, as if they could beat Duanmu Shenjiu Fat by rushing over.

But Duanmu Shenjiu, who was standing there without moving, calmly waited for the three of them to come to him, and after skillfully dodging three different attacks, he put his index finger against the belly of his thumb and flicked it on the forehead of the three people at a faster speed.

As if they had been hit hard, their bodies flew straight upside down, hit the wall, and fell to the ground.

After landing, the three of them were not discouraged at all, and their painful bodies were about to rush up together.

Duanmu Shenjiu, who had taken two steps forward, only stretched out one palm, and shot out three true qi. Three rays of true qi flew towards the three people who got up and were about to rush up again, lifted the three of them, and nailed them firmly to the wall, unable to move.

Walking to the wall, looking up at the three people who were nailed to the wall and couldn't move, Duanmu Shenjiu answered the question of the person just now.

"You ask me if I'm still human?" Duanmu Shenjiu, who seemed to be smiling under the moonlight, added a bit of charm to his face, and replied: "I don't know if I'm human or not, but one thing is true, I'm a half-immortal." ”

The three people nailed to the wall, although their bodies can't move, their eyes can still be used. Listening to Duanmu Shenjiu's words, the three of them looked at Duanmu Shenjiu in disbelief, wanting to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Duanmu Shenjiu turned around, looked at the moonlight in the sky, took a deep breath, and said with a hearty smile: "It seems that I should shake my majesty and justify myself, otherwise I will really be harassed by your kind of goods often in the future." ”

Then, Duanmu Shenjiu looked around, and said loudly: "Let's go together, let me see how much ability there is in the current rivers and lakes!"

There was no response around, and the eyes of the three people nailed to the wall rolled, and after a while, three more people came out of the corridor.

Then, on another building in the distance, six people flew in; on the wall outside the railing on the roof, five people jumped up and landed on the roof of the building; there was a strange sound in the night sky, and the four swords fell; in the dark four corners of the roof, four people in strange costumes also stood up, to Duanmu Shenjiu's surprise, these four people, Duanmu Shenjiu did not perceive.