Seongnam monsters

In the fifth year after Si Nian went down the mountain, the bosses from the four districts got together in a rare way.The party post was posted by Shang Si, with a black background in gold stamping, and his signature on it.

It's not like Shang Si's usual style to be so formal.

Suspicious, Si Nian took Duan Zhang to the appointment, and when he got there, he found out that these monsters were not doing their business, but gathered together to play mahjong.

The meeting place is a retro and elegant small tea house. The owner of the tea house is the little demon catcher who died on the Huangpu River in the story of the young siren.

Si Nian didn't recognize him, but he appeared here, obviously he was not dead.Over the years, Si Nian has also heard some things about him, of course, these are all off-topic, so I won't list them here.

There were no unrelated outsiders in the teahouse, and it was no surprise that Shang Si and Fu Xitang were sitting at the poker table. These two had often gathered together to play poker since long ago.Forget about Shang Si, Si Nian often wondered why someone as elegant as Fu Xitang would sit on the mahjong table.

Or is it that no matter how elegant a person is, there are always one or two ordinary hobbies?

Fu Xitang is also very good at playing poker, whether it is playing horse hanging or mahjong, there are few opponents.There used to be a small teahouse near Beihai, where they often fought, and Fu Xitang never lost a single defeat.

The remaining two at the poker table were Huan Le, the boss of the Western District, and Xu Bai, the actor from Fu Xitang's family who had never met Si Nian but always saw him on the big screen.

It is said that he played the role of a gambling king some time ago, and he followed Fu Xitang for so long, and he seems to be very good at poker.But he seemed to be here to make up the numbers, and when he saw Si Nian approaching, he voluntarily stepped aside.

"Mr. Si is here, three missing one, just waiting for you." Xu Bai smiled brightly, showing no sign of life.

Si Nian took off his heavy coat, and sat down on the card table generously.It was Shang Si sitting opposite him, so he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "You called me here just to play mahjong?"

Are you so free?

Shang Si threw the dice to him: "Aren't you here too?"

Si Nian rolled his eyes and said nothing, casually tossed the dice, two sixes, the door was open.

"Do you know how to fight?" He leaned back slightly on the chair and asked Duan Zhang standing behind him.

"No." Duan Zhang replied honestly, he can play Pai Gow, but he has never been exposed to mahjong.He carefully stood behind Si Nian and looked at it, and asked, "Did you often fight before?"

Si Nian casually placed a sign: "Occasionally."

Wu Huaizi knows how to play cards. This fake Taoist priest does not read serious scriptures, but is proficient in all kinds of heresy.He knows how to read and read fortune-telling, he can also play cards and smoke, Si Nian seldom comes to these gatherings, so he walks outside.

But out of ten times, Si Nian would come here once or twice, and his poker skills were passable, not to mention good.Huan Le is the worst player at the poker table. He loves to play swords and swords. Mahjong is really not his specialty.

"Ah Cen, come and help me!" He couldn't do it himself, so he wanted to call for foreign help, and the majestic monster didn't blush at all.

The person named A Cen was Cen Shen, the descendant of the ghost craftsman Liu Qi, who was also the one who helped Si Nian reforge the knife. He was sitting at the tea table by the window talking to Lu Yuanyuan.

These two seem to be cold people, they are in their own group.

Huan Le called him, and he came over, glanced at Huan Le's card, said with no expression on his face, "You are a husband."

Xu Bai hurriedly came over to have a look, and was amused: "It really is."

On the mahjong table, if you have one more card or one less card in your hand, you are called Xianggong. In this case, you can't play it anyway.Huan Le grimaced when he heard this, grabbed his hand and said, "I just said I don't know how to fight, can you replace me?"

Cen Shen ruthlessly rejected him.

Huan Le had no choice but to play by himself again, since he couldn't do anything anyway, he played wildly with the wind from southeast and northwest, messing up the cards that others had calculated.

This trick is called "If you want to die, everyone will die together."

Si Nian sat him down at home, stunned that he didn't get a single card, looked up at Shang Si, everyone felt sorry for each other.Because Shang Si is Fu Xitang's next family, Fu Xitang treats him even harder, he can only hope that Si Nian can leak some cards to him.

But Si Nian would rather dismantle his pair of cards than play the one he wanted.

After one round, Fu Xitang still won.It does not show the mountains and does not show the water, and wins surprises and is steady.

Xu Bai lay on the back of his chair very happily: "Sir, I have won three games in a row, can I have cake tonight?"

Fu Xitang smiled lightly, and asked back, "Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Xu Bai thought about it for a while, then forget it, a good figure needs to be maintained, if he dares to eat his abs, the manager will go to his house and hang himself immediately.

At this time, the owner of the teahouse finally appeared.He came out of the back room wearing a coat, he seemed to have just woken up, he glanced at the card table and didn't want to talk to them, he sat next to Lu Yuanyuan, half-lying lazily on the chair, he didn't know what to complain to him.

The window was half open, and a slight cool breeze came in from the window, blowing the agarwood lit on the table, in exchange for a quiet room.The golden hollow carved small incense burner looks like an antique, and it complements the eight-treasure screen behind the chair.

Si Nian calmed down, and heard the two talking through the screen, after a while the tea was brewed, and the fragrance of the tea wafted over, the voice faded away again.

Lu Yuanyuan came over with tea, his eyes were delicate, he didn't look close to others, but he was considerate and considerate.After he put down the tea, Shang Si said: "The tea house belongs to the young master, why do you ask me to serve it? He's too lazy."

Lu Yuanyuan didn't respond, she just stretched out her hand and took out one of his cards, "Five barrels."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Shang Si lightly again, and asked, "Are you lazy or is he lazy?"

Shang was at a loss for words, looking at Lu Yuanyuan with as much aggrieved eyes as he wanted.

Si Nian liked to hear and see, so his impression of Lu Yuanyuan improved by more than one level, and he even wanted to applaud him.And at this moment, a voice came from the window.

"It's snowing." The owner of the teahouse opened the window completely, leaned against the vermilion lattice window, and stretched out his hand to catch one or two falling snowflakes.

This reminded Si Nian of the day Aji left.

Winter is here again.

Si Nian was a little dazed, and Shang Si was also dazed. Looking at the snow falling outside the window, he suddenly said, "Today is the centenary anniversary of Xiao Liu's death."

The date of death, these two words brought Si Nian back to his senses.He suddenly thought of the tall young man who appeared with Fu Xitang upstairs in Fuhai, the original Sixth Master in the West District.

No wonder Shang Si so solemnly sent them a post. It turned out that his death day was approaching.

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence in the teahouse.Whether it was Fu Xitang, who had witnessed his death, or Huan Le, his successor who had never had any contact with him, they were speechless for a moment.

After a long time, the owner of the teahouse broke the silence. He looked at the two people walking slowly in the snow, with a smile on his lips, and said, "Xingjun and Brother Nanying are also here."

The Sri Lankan people have passed away, and now they can be reunited, which is considered a blessing.

Listening to his words, Si Nian couldn't help being brought back memories.It was a few years before he went to Heshan, and the turmoil in the world had begun for a while, but before the wind and rain had blown into the four districts, he also received a post.

It was an invitation card from Chuhua Grand Theater. They trained a new actor to sing "Mu Guiying in Command".All the monsters knew that there was Mr. Fu from North Street behind the Liyuan Walk, and Shang Si was also a regular customer of Chuhua Theater, so many monsters went to see them for their sake.

Si Nian had nothing else to do, and wanted to see what the rumored actor who had won Shang Si's favor before he officially appeared on stage looked like, so he went to the appointment with Wu Huaizi.

It was also snowing that day, and Peiping in the snow had a different scene.

Chuhua Grand Theater invested a lot of money for the debut of the new actor, Xiao Meiyan, and specially set up a new stage in the courtyard.The big red pillars propped up the eaves, and brand-new lanterns hung all over the corridor.

There were quite a few people who came to join us that day, including big monsters like Si Nian, as well as dignitaries among human beings.

There were only sixteen chairs placed in front of the stage. Because of the snow, the attendants all held up umbrellas, and because they couldn't block the view of people behind them, they all held up their umbrellas high.Most people still sit on the porch, or those with high status who don’t want to be with others, sit in the rockery pavilion at the back, where good tea and water are served, and the viewing angle is excellent.

Si Nian sat in the small buildings on both sides. In fact, compared to the rockery pavilions, the second floors on both sides are the best seats for listening to music.The front bead curtain is lowered, which can also block the sight of prying eyes from outside.

This can be regarded as a private room for distinguished guests, he and Wu Huaizi sit in one, Fu Xitang, Shang Si and Liu Ye each have a room.When entering the arena, Si Nian glanced around for a week, everyone has arrived.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the good show finally came to the stage.

Si Nian doesn't often listen to operas, but sometimes it's interesting to be arty, and when Xiao Meiyan comes on stage, he listens with gusto.

"Couldn't it be that I didn't care about the country's disaster, and seeing the commander-in-chief's seal brought back so many previous feelings..."

Xiaomeiyan is still young, but she can already hold a place.That babbling and melodious singing voice without losing passion, her excellent figure, vaguely has the demeanor of a famous character.

Si Nian didn't lift the bead curtain, nor looked down, but when he heard the applause, he knew that Xiaomeiyan was definitely the next pillar of Chuhua Theater.

For example, the one in the rockery pavilion has already ordered to give the silver reward, and also asked his followers to say hello, and told Xiao Meiyan to take off her makeup and go to see him after she got off the stage.

The class leader got the news, and took the reward silver to knock on Fu Xitang's door in person: "Mr. Fu, how do you think about this?"

Such a little movement can't be hidden from the big demon.

Before Fu Xitang could answer, Shang Si's voice came from the next door, with three points of joking and five points of contempt: "Is there anyone who doesn't have eyes to dare to touch the person I like? I'm not afraid of being cut off."

At that time, Fu Xitang was still wearing an old gown, but a chain had been hung on his golden thin-rimmed glasses. He raised his hand and used a fan to open the bead curtain and glanced at the artificial mountain pavilion. A slightly cold voice sounded: "Then let the fourth master Please pass on your meaning and let them know that no one on the stage can be touched."

The class leader responded repeatedly.

Wu Huaizi joked with Shang Si via voice transmission: "Are you really interested in him?"

Shang Si played with his purple sand teapot and said, "You are a Taoist priest, why do you care so much? Do your divination."

"You two don't want to quarrel anymore, it's hindering me from listening to the opera." Liu Ye also interjected, although he can't sing, he looks like a knight who walks the world with a sword rather than an elegant person who dances and writes, But he's a complete jokester.

At the end, he looked at Si Nian again and said, "Look at Si Nian, he listens more seriously than you."

Si Nian happened to raise his eyes, collided with Shang Si's gaze, and smiled at him provocatively, anyway, he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Shang Sike clashed with this little bird, and with a finger, he summoned an attendant, and asked him to serve Si Nian a cup of cold scented tea, so that he could get rid of his anger.

Fu Xitang watched, shook his head helplessly, and let them go.

Fu Beihai, who came late, trotted into the private room with his books in his hands, brushed off the snowflakes from his body, and murmured to his brother, "It's late after school today, I've been running in the snow for a long time."

Fu Xitang handed over a handkerchief, and asked with a smile, "The teacher said you again?"

"No way." Fu Beihai shook his head showing a hint of pride, and took out a piece of paper from the book and handed it to him: "The school published a new issue of a book, and published an article of mine, the teacher praised me .”

After Fu Xitang read it, his gaze was fixed on the last sentence, and he murmured: "Is the unwavering love to the world?"

Fu Beihai nodded: "Yes, I think this sentence is very good. If I have a chance to publish a book in the future, I will write it on the title page. Both humans and demons live in this world, don't they?"

It was snowing all the time, and after a while, all the oil-paper umbrellas in the courtyard were dressed in pure white clothes.At this time, these people and demons who are enjoying the snow and listening to the opera here can't imagine what it will be like in a hundred years.

It may be gratifying, or it may be sad, but the Sri Lankan has passed away, and I only hope that the living will be healthy.