The morning light has begun to shine, but the thick fog has not receded, and the dry grass blades are covered with winter's unique frost.
The bluestone alley and Angchang Ancient Alley are dark and gloomy, with not a single person in sight. The crumbling sandalwood signboard hangs slantly on the wooden door, as if it could fall down with a gentle push.
Boom, boom, boom...
Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand to clasp the iron ring on it. When he clasped it for the third time, a parrot's call came from inside: "If you want to know the cause of the past life, you must first judge the consequences of the past life, and then pass through the door with a thousand taels of silver."
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Nangong Baiye was particularly impatient today. He reached in through the gap in the wooden door, pulled hard, and picked up the parrot: "Xiaofan, can you stop repeating this sentence all the time? It's been five years,
Nothing new at all.”
"The boss said yes, but you have to give money first." The parrot was pinched so hard that his tongue came out, and he didn't forget to ask for money.
Nangong Baiye pressed his forehead: "Your boss said that I won't charge any money for this business."
"Impossible!" The parrot jumped and its feathers exploded slightly: "My boss has always been interested in money and making a lot of money. If you say he is dead, I can still believe it. But if you say he doesn't love money, you are insulting my boss.
Is this the title of the black-hearted fox?"
"Black-hearted fox?" A gentle and pleasant bass sounded, with a heavy sense of oppression: "This title is not bad, but I don't know who gave it to it?"
"Of course it's me! It fits the title of my boss so well. Apart from me, who is both beautiful and well-dressed... uh... wait, who is talking!? Why does it sound so familiar!" The parrot with fried feathers began to toss his two little ones.
Triangle Claw, ready to escape.
Boss Pei dodged and pinched it up, with smiling eyes and long eyelashes, and a cold voice: "I'll teach you a lesson later."
The little parrot was wilted, its ears drooped, poking aside as the background.
Nangong Baiye looked at it funny and flicked it with his fingers.
"Little Thief Ye, that's my pet." Boss Pei's voice was very calm, even with a smile, but it was not difficult to hear the warning in it.
Nangong Baiye had no choice but to stop, but everyone who came to the store knew that Boss Pei had a parrot that he could beat and scold. As long as anyone touched the parrot, they would be blacklisted by Boss Pei forever.
Not doing his business!
It shows how much Boss Pei values this parrot...
Although this kind of emphasis is a burden for everyone o(□)o
Nangong Baiye shrugged and looked sideways: "Boss Pei, where is what I want, are you ready?"
"Follow me." Boss Pei just turned around.
The parrot jumped up and down and tried to land on his shoulder.
Boss Pei was still wearing a Tang suit made of fine materials. His slender fingers were stretched out, and the fingertips seemed to be shining.
The parrot curled its beak and landed on his fingertips, poking it with its beak, which was a bit cute.
Nangong Baiye had never entered the back hall of the store. After entering, he discovered that every table, chair, and even the inkstones on display were all good things from the cemetery. They were either made by famous artists or
It's something that happened a hundred years ago.
Needless to say, these were all stolen by those who fought against each other.
"Be careful where you step." The parrot squeaked: "If you break one, you will waste your life. Look at me, I am enslaved to this day just because of a little purple clay teapot!"
Boss Pei curled his thin lips, and his voice was still very pleasant: "What? You don't want to? Then I'll burn it for you and eat it later. I really want to try the taste of roasted parrots recently."
Parrot:……
Boss Pei, did you consider the parrot’s feelings when you said this?
Nangong Baiye wiped his sweat silently.
Of course, she didn't express her thoughts.
He only looked at the man with half-squinted eyes. He was wearing a pure white Tang suit with a Chinese stand-up collar, and he was wearing it docilely on that man. It gave people the feeling of an ancient scholar, with a touch of elegance and dust, and he would never get angry.
, the smiling face is unparalleledly handsome.
But Nangong Baiye knew that such men were often the most dangerous and shady. Compared with her senior brothers, they were almost on the same level. You could tell by looking at what he had just threatened the little parrot.
"The thing you want is over there." The man pointed back, following the parrot's puffy feathers with his hand, his eyes so bright that it seemed that whether he opened his eyes or not did not affect his ability to see.
Boss Pei is such a person who often makes people forget that he is actually invisible.
Nangong Baiye followed his slender hand, and saw a black bag on the ground. She opened the black bag, checked it back and forth, slightly hooked her thin lips, and threw a copper coin to Boss Pei casually: "
Spend money to buy auspiciousness."
Boss Pei listened to the sound, and with a movement of his fingers, he pinched the copper coin that came from the wind in the palm of his hand. His voice was elegant and clear, and he said four simple words: "Be careful in everything."
Nangong Baiye didn't say anything more, he just put the package on his shoulder and strode out of the old store.
There was a white horse parked at the end of the ancient alley. Nangong Baiye held the horse's back with his palms and raised the whip of his left hand slightly, crushing the snow dust on the bluestone.
Beihai East Tomb has always been the ancient tomb that tomb robbers most want to rob.
But very few people can find it, or very few people know its specific location.
Boss Pei made a convenience. Nangong Baiye took a dark road, so it would be effective to leave before the roosters crow and the dogs bark.
Along the way, Nangong Baiye could see almost nothing. Except for the shadows wandering back and forth, there was a vast white mist. There was an old woman burning paper, squatting on the roadside. She could clearly see her face, but she couldn't describe her.
His appearance and expression were all blurry, making it hard to see clearly.
According to Nangong Baiye's many years of experience, it is best to do the three no's at this time.
Don't look, don't ask, don't tell.
Especially things that are hooked on the ghost paper, they can't even pay attention to it.
She grabbed her riding whip and hurried on. After walking for almost several hours, she felt that the fog surrounding her gradually faded away, and the surrounding scenery became clearer little by little.
This place looks like an ordinary town. There is a tea shop at the entrance of the town, and there are commercial vehicles transporting food coming and going.
Nangong Baiye was already thirsty, so he got off his horse, tied his butt to the wooden pillar next to the tea shop, and walked into the tea shop with piercing eyes: "Waiter, we only sell tea here? Are there any steamed buns to eat?
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"Yes." The waiter in the shop casually put the white cloth in his hand over his shoulder and shouted: "The shop has wine, tea and meat, but not other dishes. There are enough steamed buns! They are all freshly baked and hot.
It’s hot, sir, how many are here?”
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