Museum of the Dead

Old Wei is the friend who sent the letter to Zhang Fan, and the two of them are old friends.

Wei Ming opened the door, and before opening his eyes, he yelled, "Why are you here again! Didn't you just come last month—"

Before the word "what" came out, Wei Ming was stunned.

There are four strangers behind Zhang Fan.

"Bringing friends?" Wei Ming glanced back inadvertently, and there was a good-looking woman who secretly arranged her hair.

Zhang Fan gave him a playful look, but he didn't see through his little thoughts, "These are my four friends, whom I met on the road."

Wei Ming nodded and shouted inside: "Dad, this guy is here again!"

Old Wei didn't say a word.

Zhang Fan grinned: "Oh, I have been friends with Lao Wei for many years, do you still want to report like a eunuch?" After speaking, he left Wei Ming who was standing there and went in.

Wei Ming: "..."

Being stared at by the four people standing there, Wei Ming's ears turned red, he cleared his throat, and quickly let the door out.

"Well... I'm a small family, so come in if you don't mind! It must be crowded."

Fei Yan looked at the dark-skinned tall and thin young man in front of him, and said in a friendly tone, "Then excuse me, my name is Fei Yan."

Wei Ming nodded quickly, and said to him, "Come in quickly, it's getting dark, and it's not peaceful recently." All four of them were handsome, but the remaining three men in black who didn't speak had an inexplicable smell. coldness.

After several people entered the room, they realized that the room was indeed as Wei Ming said - small.

How small is it?In Tianling's words, he didn't know where to put his long legs.

So the four of them sat on the kind of pony horses that were only available for the Spring Festival travel rush, and gathered around the small dining table obediently.Fei Yan can forget it by himself, it doesn't feel inconsistent with this kind of scene, but Mr. Curator...

He glanced secretly, and saw a grown man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, curled up on this small inch of land, feeling aggrieved.

Fei Yan couldn't help laughing.

Yin Luan glanced at him, came over and rubbed against him, "What are you laughing at?"

Ears are Fei Yan's sensitive area, so when he rubbed his lower abdomen, it immediately tightened. Seeing that there was an elder here, Fei Yan quickly pushed him away, and whispered, "I'm not laughing at anything."

Yin Lu'an refused to let him go so easily, he hadn't touched this little thing all day, just looking at him made his heart itch, and wanted to hold him down and love him dearly.

He got closer, wrapped his arm around the other's shoulder, put his lips close to Fei Yan's ear, and said softly, "What's so happy about it?"

This sentence was basically breathed out, Fei Yan felt numb all the way from his head to his spine, and his heart beat a little faster, so he hurriedly pushed him away, and his voice became even quieter.

"It's just... I thought you were very handsome, so I laughed."

Yin Lu'an seemed very satisfied with the answer, but wanted to tease him intentionally: "I have mind reading skills, do you want to lie to me?"

Fei Yan: "..." Why do you ask me on purpose even if you have mind reading skills?

Seeing that he stopped talking and teasing him, Yin Luan just stepped back a lot and returned to his normal position.

At night, he naturally had a way to make Fei Yan speak out obediently.

Old Wei ate there with his head down, ignoring the four of them, and even Zhang Fan just glanced at them from time to time.

"Oh, old man, I brought you some good things." Zhang Fan put down the bag that he had been carrying since he got out of the car, opened the zipper, and took out several things wrapped in plastic bags, layer by layer. untie.

"You don't even know how heavy this thing is! I'm so tired that my shoulders are sore, it's all due to you that I won't be able to get married because of my shoulder height!" The packaging was really tight, and Zhang Fan took a long time to unpack it.

After hearing this, Lao Wei finally said: "Come on, if you can't get married, you can find my son. It just saves me from worrying, and I can go to the ground as soon as possible."

Sitting aside, Wei Ming jumped up in fright, his face turned pale, and his voice raised a few decibels: "Dad, what are you talking about!"

"I don't dare to marry either, I will be domestically abused by then!"

Old Wei took a look at his son, shook his head and sighed, "You look hopeless!"

Looking at Wei Ming's frightened expression, Zhang Fan thought of the years when he had bullied him terribly, and thought that this brother must have left a psychological shadow!

He hurriedly smiled and said to him: "I don't care if you don't marry me!" After speaking, she winked at Amber, "Beauty, do you want to marry or do you want to marry?"

Tianling quickly blocked his sight, anyway, he had already said "Huber is his own woman" in front of people just now, now he simply went all out, and said directly: "Don't think about it, she will marry me sooner or later. "

When these words came out, even Amber was a little surprised—is this a confession?

Is this... a confession?Or a casual joke?

Before they entered the illusion, Tianling said that he didn't want to be just a partner with him, is there anything else to say after that?What about his overtones?Is that what you think it means?

Amber stared at Tianling's reddened ears and said, this time?Is he serious?Are you going to pierce that layer of window paper?Or he felt that there was never that layer of window paper between him and himself.

Amber's heart was so chaotic that she didn't know how to describe it, as if all the nerves were pressed together and tied into a knot and couldn't be opened.

All kinds of voices kept echoing in her head, and her head hurt very much. She stood up suddenly.

Both Fei Yan and Tian Ling were taken aback, especially Tian Ling, who didn't have much confidence when he said that, if he stepped on the cat's tail now, he would be finished.

Tianling felt a layer of sweat on his back, and he had never been so nervous before facing the old Hades.

"Breath." Amber said coldly, and went out from the hut, leaving the rest of the house with the gentlemen looking at each other.

Of course, Zhang Fan can also be regarded as a gentleman under certain circumstances.

Tianling: "...Did I say something that shouldn't be said?"

Fei Yan: "You seem...shouldn't be talking."

Tianling was a little annoyed, and looked at Zhang Fan: "Damn it, do I blame you?"

At this time, Zhang Fan just unpacked two packages, one of which was wine, and the other was something black like wood.

She put these two things on the small table first, and then said with an innocent face, "Brother, I'm helping you!"

"Help me?" Tianling couldn't say anything else except this sentence.

Only then did Zhang Fan slowly explain: "Didn't I encourage you to confess your love to others earlier?"

Fei Yan understood, it turned out that this man had noticed it early in the morning, but he was really nosy, and it would not be so bold to put this matter on any ordinary woman.

But Zhang Fan's words directly hit the lifeline, and Tianling was like a wilted balloon, unable to get angry anymore, and now sitting on the bench like a little daughter-in-law.

Talking also became moaning, "I...I...I...I just like her, what's wrong?"

Fei Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't laugh or cry: "No one is here, what's the use of telling us!"

Tian Ling immediately stood up: "I'll go after it!"

After speaking, he disappeared.

A trace of regret flashed in Wei Ming's eyes, but it quickly dissipated. Such a good girl really has her own owner!

Old Wei glanced at his son: "You are indeed young."

Of course Wei Ming didn't realize it yet, thinking that his father was talking about Tianling and Hubo!

At this moment, Lao Wei finished a bowl of rice with dried chilies. Although he was used to the spiciness, he still raised the teacup on the table and prepared to drink it all in one gulp.

Zhang Fan immediately stopped him: "Hey, wait a minute, drinking water is so boring!"

Lao Wei, who has been friends with her for many years, knew what she meant as soon as he heard her words, and immediately refused: "I quit drinking."

Zhang Fan laughed out loud, with an exaggerated expression, "Come on! How many years have you been telling me about quitting alcohol? How many times have I brought alcohol without showing any merit?"

Old Wei glanced at the wine on the table, then glared at her again: "Little girl, I still have a few years to live, you just don't want to count on me—"

Afraid that he would continue nagging, Zhang Fan immediately took out the cork of the wine, and used the mellow aroma of wine to plug Old Wei's mouth.

Sure enough, Old Wei stopped talking because his mouth was already overflowing with saliva.

But this wine is really fragrant, unlike ordinary white wine, it has a smell of fermented grain, and it lacks the cheap smell of industrial alcohol.

Seeing that Old Wei stopped talking, Zhang Fan smiled and filled the cup in front of him: "Hehehe, I knew you would be speechless once the plug was pulled out!"

Old Wei didn't speak the whole time, his attention was on the wine, and he didn't speak until Zhang Fan spilled a little: "You child, you're just ruining a good thing!"

Zhang Fanguang smiled, and didn't refute at the moment, but turned to Wei Ming and said, "Take out those bowls from your cupboard!"

Wei Ming went to the cupboard, and put all the remaining broken porcelain bowls on the small table, which could barely hold it right now.

Zhang Fan counted, excluding Tianling and Amber, exactly five bowls, enough!

So I turned around and asked Fei Yan and Yin Lu'an: "They don't have disposable cups here. It doesn't matter if you use a bowl. They are all clean, but a little broken. I just think that such a good wine should be shared with you."

Fei Yan nodded quickly: "I don't mind, I don't mind." Before they were in the forest, it was common for them to roll up leaves to hold water for drinking. And the wine container!

But it's a pity that Tianling and Amber couldn't drink it, Fei Yan thought so, and was attracted by the aroma of the transparent liquid in the bowl in front of him.

Zhang Fan poured out five bowls and shook the bottle, "There's half of it left, I have to use it all to soak in this thing." The "this thing" she said in her mouth refers to another wood-like water bottle she took out from her backpack. s things.

Then, Zhang Fan tore the piece of "wood" into small pieces, threw them into a large bowl, and poured the remaining half bottle of wine to soak.

For a moment, an indescribable fragrance hit his nostrils, Fei Yan swallowed silently, and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him, pretending to be mysterious, and said: "Things for strengthening yang."

Fei Yan: "..."

Wei Ming: "..."

Yin Luan was drinking there, and silently put down his glass when he heard this sentence.

"Ah!" Zhang Fan felt that he had been hit on the head, and of course he knew who did it without guessing.Sure enough, Old Wei started to speak, "A girl from a family who says these things every day will never get married later!"

Zhang Fan: "..." Forget it, stop kidding.

"This is camel meat." Zhang Fan finally said seriously, "A friend of mine sent it to me. It's very authentic. It goes perfectly with my wine."

"Camel meat?" Fei Yan glanced at the black lacquered things in the bowl, and really didn't understand why such an unremarkable thing could be so fragrant, but he could get even camel meat, and he was really impressed by the lady in front of him. .

"But you still have friends who live in the desert!" Fei Yan sighed.

Zhang Fan nodded and stuffed himself, "I don't have anything, but I have many friends, and Old Wei is the closest one."

Lao Wei is drinking wine at the moment, his face is red from drinking, and he has no time to pay attention to her.

A few people chatted and drank, but they got to know each other a lot.

After drinking for three rounds, Fei Yan leaned on Yin Luan's shoulder to rest, when a gust of wind happened to blow the door open.

"Why haven't Tian Ling and Hu Po come back yet?"

As soon as Fei Yan finished speaking, he heard a strange sound from outside.

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