Xi Shijing

The first time Yuan Ji led the little sparrow into Qiao Weixian's store was one night before the ribbon cutting.This shop is located on the east bank of the pier, at the corner of Long Street.Looking simple from the outside, I just made a horizontal plaque with ginkgo wood, wrote the name of the shop, and called it Purple Pavilion.

Yuan Ji looked at the plaque for a long time, thinking: "What are these two characters?"

Qiao Wei's immortal spirit doesn't come from anywhere, because he himself is quite proud of the name he gave himself: the residence of the immortal is the Purple Pavilion, a pun, isn't it wonderful?

He pointed at the little sparrow: "Say it!"

The little sparrow was excited: "This is Zi, Zi Pavilion..." Qiao Weixian then let out a sigh of relief, and beat Yuan Ji's arm along the way: "Remember it!"

Yuan Ji smiled, and stretched out his arms to Qiao Weixian: "I remember. As long as you taught me, how can I not remember? I still remember a time ago..." Yuan Ji thought about it: "Oh! The face is like a crown jade."

"What face is like—" Qiao Weixian's face turned red in the middle of the night: this was the first time the two of them whispered, and Yuan Ji praised his words.He couldn't continue, and turned into humming: "It's just useless to memorize."

The little sparrow was so curious that he didn't have time to pick up his ears. He probed his head and went straight to the door: "Master, what's inside?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the curtain of the door was opened and the lamp on the top was turned on, one could see three layers of statues of gods and ghosts, more than ten feet high, surrounded in all directions.Standing or sitting, the big one reaches the door lintel, and the small one is one foot square. The eyeballs are illuminated by the ceiling lamp, as if appearing on the spot, looking straight at the visitor.

The little sparrow hastily hid behind her buttocks: "Brother Yuanji!..."

Although Yuan Ji himself was a little frightened, he pulled the little sparrow up and turned to Qiao Weixian: "I said, Qiao—boss Qiao, don't scare away the guests by acting like this."

Qiao Weixian closed the door behind him, disapproving: "Looking at it in the daytime, it is radiant, there is nothing wrong with it."

The little sparrow slipped behind Yuan Ji, eyebrows raised: "What are these, what are these?"

Qiao Weixian came over unhurriedly, the wheelchair was silent on the carpet.He looked at this place day by day and got up, with his back to the two of them at the moment, his voice was soft, and under the gaze of a room full of gods and Buddhas, he seemed determined.

"As soon as I sell them, they become ghosts and gods."

After hearing this, the little sparrow secretly looked at Qiao Weixian from behind Yuanji.

Qiao Weixian was sitting in a wheelchair, between two rows of glaring statues.

The light on the top that brought the engraved images to life also gave him.So his face was divided by light, the brow bone was like light ink, and his cheeks were narrow and bright, like wood and stone, yet graceful.He didn't say a word, his chin gradually lifted, and he seemed to be looking up and looking down at the gods and Buddhas.

There was silence everywhere, and the little sparrow heard Brother Yuan Ji swallowing in his throat: "Xianxian..."

Qiao Weixian's eyelashes blinked, and the brightness changed, as if he had returned to the world: "What?"

Yuan Ji stepped forward, holding Qiao Weixian's shoulder with one hand, and was rarely speechless.Qiao Weixian turned his head slightly, as if he had a heart, he covered Yuan Ji's hand and smiled at him.

The road ahead is unpredictable, don't ask ghosts and gods.

It took the little sparrow a long time to finally muster up the courage to go further inward to the accountant's location.By the time the three of them finished reading the contents of Yiying's shop and returned home, the moon was already high.

Yuan Ji pushed Qiao Weixian, and Little Sparrow walked beside him: "Master, why are we selling it to Zalunwang and Hengbiding? How far is it?"

Qiao Weixian stared at the front for a long time. Nanbang's goods were easy to sell, but he didn't say anything.When he spoke again, he had no intention of explaining the words to the little sparrow: "On the morning of the second day at the casino, there were only boats bound for these two places."

Yuan Ji's feet stagnated, and even the wheelchair with Qiao Weixian stopped slightly.

Qiao Weixian only raised his fingers and touched Yuan Ji's arm backwards: "Does that area still hurt now?"

Yuan Ji looked at him, hesitated for a while before answering, "It doesn't hurt anymore. The scar will also come off clean."

Qiao Weixian withdrew his hand and put it in front of the shirt: "That's right, it's almost ready."

Yuan Ji lowered his face, Qiao Weixian this night, maybe because of his career just started, it was like thick clouds swallowing the sun, which made Yuan Ji feel strange.If it wasn't for the little sparrow strolling around, he really wanted to bend down, bite somewhere on Qiao Weixian's body, and take a moment to see how Qiao Weixian would react.

There seemed to be heat in his gaze, Qiao Weixian touched his neck, turned his face, and raised the corners of his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Yuan Ji's heart jumped twice suddenly, and he hurriedly swept his eyes down: "Look at the road, watch the road."