Scroll of Seven Sorrows

Fan Wujiu was tickled by the word "home" in Xie Bi'an's mouth, that's right, it's home, it only belongs to the two of us.

"Hey, by the way, you came to this era, did you go to see your sister-in-law?" Xie Bi'an asked halfway.

Fan Wujiu was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask Xie Bi'an how he knew, when he suddenly remembered what he had told him about Ji Lan on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, unexpectedly he had remembered it until now.

As soon as Fan Wujiu thought of the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, he thought of the wooden hairpin in Xie Bian's hand again, and became a little irritable again.

"Look, she is Ji Lan." Fan Wujiu said.

Xie Bi'an laughed and said, "Then you said before that you didn't recognize Ji Lan?"

"I forgot about it at first, but I just remembered it here." Fan Wujiu hurriedly explained.

"Oh, so I forgot. Eighth Master, you are really ruthless." Xie Bi'an said.

Fan Wujiu: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you like Ji Lan? Have you forgotten? Back then you often mentioned her to me, and when you mentioned her, the flowers bloomed." Xie Bi'an laughed and teased him, but although his face was sunny, his heart was tingling. of.

Didn't he already know that he is a straight man? Didn't he realize that he would never fall in love with him?Why does it still hurt so much to mention the woman he liked?

Hearing what Xie Bi'an said, Fan Wujiu was very guilty, he could only stammer and reply: "It's early, I don't like her anymore. Oh, don't mention her, okay? Look, our former home is there, Go in and have a look."

Xie Bi'an looked in the direction of Fan Wujiu's finger and saw the ivy crawling up half of the wall from afar, and his mood immediately improved. The little things he lived with Fan Wujiu in this small courtyard back then The drops appeared clearly in his mind again.

The door of the house was not locked, Xie Bi'an took a deep breath, then pushed the door open and entered.

On the stone table in the yard, there was a plate of rotten fruits, and fine grass grew in the yard.

"Sigh, even though you said so much to me just now, Qiye, when I faced my own death, I still felt a little unspeakably sad." Fan Wujiu said, "The last time I saw him was more than two years ago. Lantern Festival, when he was still living here."

"But he will grow up slowly, and one day he will come back to this yard and stand here and tell me his sorrow." Xie Bi'an said comfortingly.He pulled up Fan Wujiu's sleeve, and then led him towards the back room.

Just two steps away, Xie Bi'an suddenly felt that Ba Ye broke free from him. He was about to turn around and ask, but he felt his ten fingers tightly clasped by Ba Ye's warm and generous hands.

Oh, straight man.

Xie Bi'an resisted not looking back, held hands with Fan Wujiu and pushed open the door of the living room together.Dust fell all over the floor, and the corners of the cabinet were covered with thick cobwebs.On the square wooden table in the middle of the room, there is a wooden hairpin.

Xie Bi'an walked to the table, picked up the wooden hairpin and pondered it in his hand for a moment, then closed his eyes tightly, and put the wooden hairpin on his chest.

"This...is this?" Fan Wujiu's heart jumped violently, he felt that he could clearly hear the sound of his heart hitting his chest, and his hands also trembled unconsciously.

Xie Bi'an didn't know the turmoil in Fan Wujiu's heart at this moment, so he only showed a soft smile: "This is my mother's relic."

"What...it's his mother's hairpin, I should have thought of it earlier." Fan Wujiu muttered softly.

"what?"

"Nothing? Why didn't I hear you mention it?" Fan Wujiu hastily covered up.

Xie Bi'an was full of doubts: "I said it, have you forgotten? When I was about six or seven years old, the village where I lived caught fire, and I was the only survivor in my family. This hairpin was the only one my mother left me. thing."

"Ah, I seem to have a little impression. Sorry, it's been too long, and I don't remember many things."

Xie Bi'an smiled at him, put the hairpin in the mustard space, and said: "I asked Xiaojuan, it's almost time to go back, shall we go? Or should we leave after your sister-in-law's wedding is over?"

"Go back, go back and find horse noodles to drink, and then sleep well." Fan Wujiu stretched his waist and replied.

Fengdu

The blond man sat in front of the wide French windows, staring at the bloody sky in the distance, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Standing behind the man was a young man in an ancient costume. The young man was slim and handsome. Looking carefully, it was Huang Yu who was supposed to be by Yin Zihui's side.

Huang Yu snapped his fingers, and in the next moment his appearance changed into another one - he had a fat face, and a pair of canine ears on his head. He looked harmless to humans and animals, and could even be said to be more The appearance of just now is much cuter.

He walked up to the man, knelt on the ground, leaned on the man's legs, rubbed his head against the man, and said: "All the things you explained have been completed, much smoother than imagined. "

"Have they discovered the impermanence of black and white?" The man stroked the boy's head with his broad palm.

The young man narrowed his eyes enjoying himself, and lazily replied: "No, I didn't have direct contact with Bai Wuchang this time, and Hei Wuchang didn't find anything wrong at all."

"Well, Xie Bi'an is not easy to fool, you have to be careful. Maybe he has become suspicious." The man confessed.

"I will pay attention. Do I need to follow the next mission?"

The man showed a loving smile, and said to the young man: "Go ahead, just treat it as a joke, and you won't have many opportunities to play like this in the future. When you encounter something they can't solve, help them by the way, just like this time .This time you did a good job, I am very relieved."

The boy became very excited by the man's encouragement, stuck out his tongue and licked the man's hand, and then put his head on the man's lap.The man started looking at the bloody sky outside the window again, and stopped talking.

Besides, when they returned to Fengdu, they found that it was almost the same as last time, and this time they left Fengdu for a few hours.As soon as he arrived in Fengdu, Fan Wujiu hurried to look for Ma Mian, Xie Bi'an checked his phone to make sure that he hadn't received any tasks when he left, and then he relaxed and wandered around.

Xie Bi'an actually wanted to ask Wei Zheng about something, but it's a bit early now, and it's easy to be seen by ghosts who shouldn't be seen at this point, so Qi Ye decided to wait until later when everyone goes to sleep, and those who work overtime work overtime Time to go again.

So Qi Ye is very free now.

What does Master Qi like to do in his free time?

Of course it was to harass Meng Jiangnu.No, how can it be called harassment when it comes to scholars?

Meng Jiangnu is wearing a Baroque style dress today, but no matter how gorgeous she is, she is just cooking soup on the bridge.

"Yo, it's only been a few hours, Xie Bi'an, why are you here again?" Meng Jiangnu smiled at Xie Bi'an while holding a bowl.

Xie Bi'an didn't answer her question, but instead said: "I've always been very curious about one thing, why do you insist on making soup here? Can't it be mechanized and mass-produced?"

Meng Jiangnu handed a bowl of soup to the ghost in front of the stall, and said: "No, the soup made by the machine has no soul, and you can't forget what you drink. The most important thing in making soup is emotion. Soup without emotion, isn't it A good bowl of soup. The same is true for people who live, and those who have not experienced unforgettable love and hatred are not considered to have lived."

"Although I don't know if the Meng Po soup you cook is good or not, but you are good at making chicken soup." Xie Bi'an said.

Meng Jiangnv realized that Xie Bian was joking with what she just said, and angrily threw the soup spoon over.

Xie Bi'an was obviously used to being thrown, so he caught the spoon with his backhand, and handed it back to Meng Jiangnu: "Speak well, don't touch me."

Meng Jiangnu rolled her eyes at Xie Bian and said, "You provoked me first."

Xie Bi'an stretched out his hand and rubbed Meng Jiangnu's head, and said with a smile: "Sometimes I think you are quite contradictory. When you were alive, you were obviously a person who valued affection, but after you died, you just guarded these three bridges to teach others to forget their past. , what is it for?"

"No reason, it just so happened that there was a vacancy in this position, so I did it. It wasn't me, it would be another ghost, it might as well be me." Meng Jiangnu took Xie Bi'an's hand away, and then a trace of sadness mixed into her expression, "Actually, I have always been a ghost. Waiting for him here, waiting for so many years, I have never seen him."

"Maybe he has become some kind of big ghost and has been cultivating in the deep mountains. It may also be that he got a chance in a certain life and has already been ranked in the immortal class." Xie Bi'an comforted her.

Meng Jiangnu shook her head and said, "Maybe he's already lost his mind."

"Is there anyone who curses his own man like that?" Xie Bi'an was amused by her, "If I were your man, I would never let you go even if I was a ghost."

"I thought he wouldn't let me go, but obviously he had forgotten about me." Meng Jiangnu smiled wryly, "Don't talk about it, you just keep stabbing me in the chest with a knife."

"Okay, you can continue to make soup, it's almost time, I'm going to get down to business."

"Okay, you, are you going to pass the time with me?"

Xie Bi'an waved his hand to Meng Jiangnv, and caught another spoon by the way.

"Hey, give me back the spoon." Meng Jiangnu yelled frantically.

Xie Bi'an threw the spoon behind his back, and then walked towards Shang Shansi.

Wei Pan's working hours are over, and the one who is working on the desk now is his avatar. The real Wei Zheng is holding a thermos cup and a briefcase between his elbows, ready to go home.

"Xiaobai, how is the task going?" Wei Zheng asked.

"Almost half done." Xie Bi'an replied truthfully.

Wei Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "The speed is quite fast."

"Wei Pan, I actually want to ask you something."

"Huh? You said."

Xie Bi'an considered it for a while, and then said: "Baye and I found something wrong with the Qiku scroll, and felt that many important contents were missing. I want to ask Wei Juan if you know what's going on?"

Wei Zheng shook his head blankly and said, "Hen."

Xie Bi'an:? ? ?

Wei Zheng continued: "Xiaobai, can I learn this buzzword well?"

Xie Bi'an raised his forehead: "My lord is really advancing with the times."

Wei Zheng is a well-known upright person, he always says what he says, so Xie Bi'an doesn't doubt his words at all.

But besides Wei Zheng, who else could have the opportunity to revise the small scroll so meticulously?

Xie Bi'an returned home with nothing, Fan Wujiu was already at home, he was sneaky and didn't know what he was doing, he stopped his movements immediately when he saw Master Qi.

"Ba Ye, what are you doing?" Xie Bi'an asked.

Fan Wujiu shook his head, pretending he didn't know anything: "I didn't do anything."

There must be ghosts, Xie Bian thought.Since the last mission, Fan Wujiu has been hiding something from him, but because Ba Ye didn't want to talk about it, Xie Bian couldn't bother to ask.

The author has something to say:

When I read the text in the future, I will never complain about other wives having bugs. I wrote some small settings and then forgot (I only wrote a few words and there was a contradiction in the settings before and after, ladies. It is really not easy to grasp the long story)