Su Changqing walked on the street, looking at the disturbing crowd on the street with some boredness, and the laughter of children was mixed in.

As he walked, he suddenly felt a burst of wetness on his face.

Is the umbrella broken? He looked up at the top of the umbrella with some confusion, and it was not broken.

The child's laughter was heard again, and then the rain fell on him with a "snap".

Su Changqing turned her head to look, only to find that it was a child nearby who was constantly turning the umbrella, and as her fingers opened and closed like lotus flowers, the rain on the umbrella kept throwing to the side.

Su Changqing smiled and looked at the umbrella in his hand with some reminiscence.

He did that when he was a kid, he did that.

Su Changqing walked slowly, and soon came to a small supermarket nearby.

His umbrella was broken, so naturally he had to get a new one.

Su Changqing walked into this small supermarket, randomly chose a brown plaid umbrella, and then Shi Shiran came to the front desk to pay.

It's just that this umbrella actually costs 20 yuan, and he touched his wallet with some distress, feeling that he was too good at spending money.

Sighing secretly, he put the 20 yuan bill on the counter, and then threw the broken umbrella in his hand into the trash, and gradually walked into the rain with the newly bought umbrella.

The rain crackled on the surface of the umbrella, inside and outside the umbrella, as if there were two worlds.

Su Changqing walked slowly down the street and returned to the teahouse.

The storyteller surnamed Liu on the stage was still telling unknown stories, Su Changqing put the umbrella at the foot of the table, poured a glass of water for himself, sat on the seat, and listened with relish.

Around him, a room full of people was listening to the storyteller's story with bated breath.

This time it was a story about Yang Guifei, Su Changqing listened carefully, and suddenly felt a little hazy in front of him.

......

In the last years of Tianbao, the country of Jiaozhi paid tribute to the Tang Dynasty borneol, such as the shape of a cicada silkworm, which is called Ruilongbrain in the palace, and the fragrance can be smelled more than ten steps away. Tang Xuanzong rewarded Yang Guifei with more than a dozen.

One summer day, Xuanzong and one of his brothers played Go in the palace, accompanied by the concubine. There was also a famous performer at the time, He Huaizhi, playing the pipa. Seeing that Xuanzong was about to lose this game, the well-behaved concubine immediately put down the puppy she was holding, and the puppy ran onto the chessboard, and the chess game was chaotic. This saved Xuanzong's face, and Xuanzong laughed happily. Just as a gust of wind blew, blowing the scarf around the concubine's neck onto He Huaizhi's headscarf. When He Huaizhi returned home, he found that the fragrance was abnormal, so he kept the concubine's scarf in a bag.

A few years later, when Xuanzong returned to the capital, which had been completely destroyed by the Anshi Rebellion, and remembered the concubine who was strangled in Ma Weiyi, He Huaizhi promptly presented the tips that had been saved many years ago. The Emperor Taishang opened the bag and filled the room with incense. At this time, the Emperor Taishang probably flashed the last glance of the concubine before she died, and said with tears in her eyes: "This is the fragrance of Rui Dragon Brain." ”

......

Resolon ......

Su Changqing didn't know what it was, but after listening to this story, he was a little dazed.

He missed her a little.

Su Changqing looked at the celadon cup in front of him in a daze, and suddenly found that the tea suddenly changed into a girl with a blurred face.

His wife......

He sighed to himself and looked at the cup sadly.

He couldn't remember what she looked like anymore.

......

*

Darkness enveloped the town, and the night was filled with white fog, like a wisp of white smoke drifting through the air.

In the teahouse, Boss Bai sat on a rocking chair that was constantly shaking, holding a large smoking gun, and was constantly swallowing clouds and spitting fog

"Why did you come to me today?"

Boss Bai squinted a pair of peach blossom eyes and smiled at the middle-aged man opposite who was shrouded in smoke and couldn't see his face clearly.

The man in black smiled maliciously, "I'm here...... Is it a reminder to you...... Those people are coming. ”

He said with a smirk, "We're not like you...... I don't know what to say and what not to say. ”

Boss Bai didn't speak, just squinted his eyes and spit out a smoke ring.

Then he grinned and said, "What, he's angry?"

The middle-aged man in black, who had a childish temperament like a teenager, stared at him viciously, snorted coldly and ignored him.

Boss Bai didn't get angry at his attitude in the slightest, just knocked the cigarette stick on the armrest of the rocking chair, and then slowly stood up and walked towards the stairs.

"What's the matter?" said the man in black with a strange look.

"Snort. Boss Bai took a deep puff of cigarette again, and didn't answer, just said, "Wait." The word "two words" went upstairs lightly.

Boss Bai naturally won't easily make enemies with others, but the chips offered by the other party last time made him more excited.

He smiled a little indifferently, and for some reason, suddenly thought of the story told by the old goat at noon.

Maybe......

He went back to his room, opened the drawer, and pulled out an unusually ordinary-looking wooden box.

Smelling the aroma that could not be concealed in the wooden box, Boss Bai gently touched the wooden box, and then walked down the stairs softly.

The black-clothed man in the hall sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, watching the other party walk down so slowly, with a slight unhappiness.

"It's my apology. Boss Bai touched the box and handed it to the middle-aged man in black.

"What is this?" said the other side, sniffing strangely at the enchanting aroma in the air, and took the box.

"Good stuff. Boss Bai bought a pass, but it's a pity that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, and just casually put this box into his arms.

Boss Bai felt slightly distressed when he saw the other party disposing of this box so casually, but after thinking about it, he seemed to think of something, and soon he was not distressed.

He smiled and ordered the eviction, looked at the back of the middle-aged man in black, and took a sip of tea.

......

Inside the Xingxin Hotel

A middle-aged man in black was sitting on the dim front desk and writing diligently, and after feeling a strange aroma coming from his side, he asked without looking back.

"Coming back so soon?"

"Hmm. ”

The black qi surging beside him, and after a while, another middle-aged man in black appeared.

The face is old, but the temperament is like a teenager.

He put the wooden box in his hand on the table with a "snap", "Oh, the old fox gave you an apology." ”

Su Musha's hand stopped, and then he raised his head and looked at the wooden box.

"It's ......"

When he smelled the rich aroma in the air again, he sniffed lightly and opened the box.

A silkworm-like jade snow cute thing is lying quietly in the wooden box, and bursts of fragrance are emanating from here.

"Relotopol?"