Chapter 1828

It was not until nearly ten o'clock in the evening that he saw a small town called Luofeng town. As soon as he saw the word "Luofeng", Fang Qi immediately thought of the story of the chick dying in Luofeng slope in the romance of the Three Kingdoms.

When he entered the town, he saw a huge stone sculpture with a phoenix flying. When he entered the town, he found a hotel to stay, took a hot bath, took out the food prepared for him by the Xie family, took a sip of wine and vegetables.

While eating, the door knocked. It turned out that the little girl at the front desk sent two bottles of boiled water. Fang Qi picked up the opening channel. Xie Gang was about to close the door. The little girl reminded him, "don't look outside when you sleep at night. Just sleep. When you hear a quarrel or curse outside, don't come out to see the excitement. "

Fang Qi has seen many strange things. In such remote places, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. It is normal to be not peaceful. He wouldn't be surprised if he was haunted or there were bandits. He went back to bed and made a bucket of noodles, then made a cup of instant coffee and continued to eat and drink.

After dinner, I leaned against the bed and lit a cigarette. The wind and snow outside became heavy again. The northwest wind rolled the snow and rustled. The wind swept through the window like ghosts crying. The small hotel is not big, there is no heating facilities, and the room is very cold. Fang Qi had just drunk half a bottle of shaodao. Now he was hot, covered his quilt and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, as the little girl reminded, there was a running noise and someone crying outside. But Fang Qi was really tired after driving in the snow for more than ten hours. He didn't care and went to bed.

When Fang Qi woke up the next morning, he came out to check out after washing. The little girl yawned and returned the deposit. Fang Qi asked her who was arguing last night. The little girl looked around with her head and face. Of course there would be no one else.

It is sparsely populated and snowy in winter. Few people will travel here in this weather. Fangqi stayed alone in the hotel last night. There was no one else. The little girl lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "that's yellow leather!" Probably because Fang Qi was afraid that no one dared to stay in her shop, he said, "it will not only make trouble in our house, but also make trouble in the town overnight."

Fang Qi laughed: "is that what you call Wong Tai Sin? They still quarrel and cry? " This is a deep mountain and old forest. It is often heard that animals become fine and become demons. But it's strange that the Weasels are like this, and the people in the town don't destroy these things.

When the little girl saw that Fang Qi didn't believe it, she glanced: "I don't believe it!" She ignored Fang Qi. Fang Qi asked her where she had food, and she ignored it. Fang Qi had to go to the street and look around. A fork in the town is a narrow old street. There is really a steaming steamed stuffed bun shop.

Fang Qi went into the steamed stuffed bun shop in the dark winter and asked for two cages of steamed stuffed buns. It was still early and no one came in for dinner. Fang Qi found a bench that he could sit on and waited for the steamed buns to steam. The landlady poured him a bowl of boiling water and told him to wait for a while. She picked up the plate and poured him water, pepper and vinegar.

Fang Qi had to drink boiled water and wait for the steamed buns to be cooked. After the meeting, the boss sent two cages of steamed buns and sat down to rest. Fang Qi handed him a cigarette. The boss took it and looked at him: "young man, are you from other places?"

"Yes, relatives passed by. It snowed too much. I stayed all night last night." Fang Qi picked up a steamed stuffed bun, dipped it in vinegar and water, took a bite of pepper and praised it for its good taste.

The old man smoked happily: "that's right. The stuffing in this steamed stuffed bun is chopped with wild mushrooms and meat. It doesn't smell good." Fang Qi flattered him again: "there must be a lot of people coming to eat steamed stuffed buns." The old man said, "people in the town like to eat. People from other places like to play in the mountains."

The old man was really not bragging. At this time, two old men in windproof hats came into the store. As soon as they entered the door, they shouted, "old bag, give me two cages of steamed stuffed buns!" It turned out that the old man's surname was Bao. As expected, he was a steamed stuffed bun maker. Even his surname could be related to steamed stuffed bun.

Lao Bao promised to come in and sit down. He was busy pouring water for them, putting oil dishes and chopsticks, and bringing two cages of steamed stuffed buns. As soon as there are guests here, Lao Bao and his wife will have to pinch noodles and continue to make steamed stuffed buns. They also need to add several chopped firewood to the stove from time to time. Although there is no heating in the room, it is hot and warm.

The two old men should be old neighbors. They talked about things in the town. They talked about things last night: "Gee, yellow leather is tossing again. Alas, now returning farmland to farmland and closing mountains for afforestation, there are few hunters."

Another echoed, "yes, it's fierce. Sooner or later, the town will be abandoned. Young people run to the county, those in the county run to the provincial capital, and those in the provincial capital run to the big city. Have your children ever come back? "

The old man pushed his hat up and shook his head: "Mu you, today's children only know that big cities are good. Where will they miss our small place. These wild immortals have become monsters. Look, before long, the mountain cliffs and wild ghosts in the mountain have to come out. "

Fang Qi was not in a hurry anyway. While eating, he pricked up his ears and listened to the two old men say that the ghosts on the mountain are strange. It's not a day or two for yellow leather to make trouble in the town. It's also a good thing that there are many wild things on the mountain, but it's not good that there are so many wild things that they affect people's life.

The two old men talked for a while. Suddenly, the conversation turned and whispered stealthily: "it's said that old lady Yang at the end of the town is playing a horse fairy again. Don't say, her horse fairy is really accurate. The day before yesterday, I saw a group of people coming to the city to invite her to the city to see things. "

As soon as Fang Qi heard about old lady Yang, he instinctively thought of hiding the fact that the Yang family sent a big mouse to chase after himself. Does old lady Yang have anything to do with Yang Hao? The man who was eating steamed stuffed buns slowed down a lot. He heard an old man say, "well, I said, old lady Yang is very evil. You can listen to her blindly. I always think the Ma Xian she gave is not a good fairy. I heard that her village didn't invite her to see a doctor, which scared people to death. "

The old man nearby also said, "I wouldn't listen to her nonsense. I just keep my old place and don't want to leave. Otherwise, I would have followed my son to the provincial capital."

Suddenly the door was dark, and several people came in. One of them said to Lao Bao, "shopkeeper, steam 100 steamed buns to Lao Yang's family in Tianjia village, and then give us two cages of steamed buns each, and we'll eat here."

Lao Bao saw that there were four or five people in the group. There were still ten drawers of steamed buns on the stove, but it was too late for the husband and wife to be busy before steaming another 100 steamed buns. He hurriedly said, "please come in first. We'll do it right away. Maybe you have to wait a while." He took the money and looked, "Sir, can you change it? I'm afraid I can't use the money."

The bald man's eyes were shining: "shit, how dare you say my money is false?" Then he smoked Lao Bao with a big mouth.