Pluto entangles marriage: this night is not too cold

"Does Brother Dong know Xiao Luo's girlfriend?"

"Why don't you know, that little girl just came last week. It is said that she insisted on coming to our site, but I saw that her profile was inappropriate, so I refused."

　"There are still people who want to come to our station? Didn't they all say that they don't want to come here?" I laughed. When choosing a car drill, those seniors told us that we should not choose this place if we can not come.

This was the first time I heard that someone actually wanted to come here.

I have to say that this girl successfully aroused our curiosity.

"That's not it. I was also curious, so I went to see him."

Brother Dong picked up his cup and took a sip before continuing to speak.

"How should I put it, good-looking is good-looking, but the body is not clean. At first glance, it looks like a girl who has just had a miscarriage. I don't know what Ronaldinho and those children think."

"Here, you can tell whether the miscarriage is miscarriage or not. It turns out that Brother Dong is still an expert!" I looked at the old ghost in the air curiously, and Hu Youcai immediately lowered his voice and explained in my ear.

It turns out that this person's face has many details that can be revealed.

For example, when pregnant, a woman's complexion is rosy, like a ripe peach, and it is easy to give birth to a girl.Pregnant women who have blue tears in their eyes, yellow face but not rosy face are more likely to have boys
People who have just had a miscarriage, yes.
"What is superior or not? It's just that after staying here for a long time, I have learned a lot. But it's a girl's house, and I don't do anything, so I can't say. It's just that Xiao Luo just lost his relatives, and now he has become a Orphan, I am worried that he will be injured."

Brother Dong said, a trace of imperceptible fatigue flashed in his eyes.

It is said that this person has become an official, even if he is only a team leader, the responsibilities on his body are much heavier than ordinary people.

"Maybe, that girl is not what we seem on the surface. She can manage everything, including feelings." I still want to explain a few words, and I always feel that Xiao Luo in my memory is not such a child who can't tell right from wrong.

However, Brother Dong waved his hand at me and went to patrol the station with a flashlight.

Because I saw too many wandering spirits at night, I would lie on the single bed and still think of those poor wandering spirits in my mind.

It seems that this ghost path also has certain problems, otherwise why is it only open two days a month, and the number is limited.

"Sister Gu, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, and I won't eat with you!"

Because of the way, Xiao Luo and I would choose to have breakfast before leaving every time we got off the night shift. The advantage of the old town is that it is extraordinarily lively in the morning.

Next to the subway station, there are old men and women pushing carts all year round, and the freshly cooked soy milk is steaming warmly.

One bite of the egg filled with the aroma of tea is a memory of where you can eat it in the urban area.

For a few bucks, a day can clear away a night's fatigue and restore your motivation.

I saw that Xiao Luo bought only two buns on the side of the road and rushed down the subway station in a hurry. It seemed that he was not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory.

But what position can I stand on to ask?

"Miss An Zhi, that place is actually quite close. It's right next door to your Gu family's tailor shop. It's just that the old man who lives in that yard has a very weird temper. I've never seen him go out. I just sit in the yard all day long, and I don't mind." Know what you're thinking."

I'm speechless, co-author of this old guy has been plotting for a long time, he even understands what he does at home every day.

Hu Youcai wrinkled his old face, and immediately said: "Miss An Zhi, don't look at me like that. Although I am a hooligan, my orientation is normal. I have no interest in that old man!"

"So there is a baby in there?" I looked at him funny, this old ghost is really talented, he even knows the existence of GAY.

"The treasure I brought, if there is a treasure, I will mobilize Lao Gu to get it."
"There is no baby, no man, just an old man. What are you going to do? Master Hu, if you don't tell the truth, I won't take you there!" After drinking two bowls of hot soybean milk, I It felt like the whole person came alive.

He intentionally stood still by the side of the road, quietly waiting for the old ghost's answer.

Hu Laocai anxiously dangled in front of my eyes, but finally compromised, his eyes stretched.

"No, it turns out that the person living there is not an old man, but a young girl who likes to sing. Let me tell you, her voice and accent are no worse than the famous actresses of our time."

"But aren't you a poor scholar? Why do you still have money to go to the brothel?" I smiled and said stubbornly, and the old ghost rolled his eyes several times, scratching with both hands, not knowing where to put it alright.

"Well, you should be able to tell from my dexterous figure. Although I am not tall and ugly, I have a lot of work in my head. In order to listen to those famous actors and actresses, I went to the teahouse to be a sophomore. Woolen cloth."

The more Hu Youcai talked, the more excited he became. It could be said that he was spitting stars. If he hadn't died, even in modern society, he would be able to find a job easily. At least being a webcaster would be no problem.

Along the way, under Hu Youcai's nonsense, time passed quickly.

The courtyard he mentioned doesn’t seem to be the neighbor of my grandfather’s tailor shop from the outside.

It's just that the west wing of that yard is next to the yard of the grandfather's house.

This is also the reason why Old Ghost Hu has been able to listen to the corner for so many years. To be precise, he eavesdropped and peeked.

Grandpa wanted to stop him at first, but later found out that the house next door was not an ordinary person, even Hu Youcai's ghostly deeds couldn't get in.And went with him.

Moreover, it is said that the ancestors of the Gu family are quite related to that family.

It's just why I didn't communicate with each other later on, as a junior like me, I naturally have no way of knowing.

While chatting, Hu Youcai stopped his voice suddenly, and swished back into the white porcelain bottle that my grandfather gave me.

There is a back alley in front of me, or the kind of honest gravel road, full of potholes, and water will accumulate when it rains.

It was originally an old town, and most of the buildings here are the youngest ones left over from the Qing Dynasty. They were either taken back by the state for heritage protection, or they were those with backgrounds.

Otherwise, how much housing area would a family have with 7,8 or [-] large courtyards?

The family Hu Youcai mentioned was the most unremarkable family in this alley.

On the vermilion door, there is only one word Su on it.

The overall decoration pattern is extremely heavy, with a layer of black lacquer plated on the copper door, and dragon patterns engraved on the two pillars, which are patterns only used by royal family and nobles.

The lifelike and intricate carvings, but looking at the appearance, one can tell that this family is not easy to mess with.

As if sensing my hesitation, Old Ghost Hu whispered in the porcelain vase, "Miss An Zhi, don't be afraid. You are the Queen of Hades, even the Onmyoji in Yangjian will give you some face!"

"What do you mean?" I was a little curious, is Pluto also popular in the world?

But in those temples, there are those who enshrine Bao Zheng, King of the Ten Temples of Hades, and King of Dharma. I haven't heard of it yet, and they are fans of Hades.

"I can't say this. You still have a chance to wait for Master Pluto to tell you in person." Hu Youcai twitched, huddled in the bottle and did not speak.

But when people's curiosity is aroused, it is difficult to control it.

I didn't knock on the door in a hurry, and pointed the bottle directly at the sun, although it was impossible to do any substantial harm to him.

But it's a ghost, living in the dark, and doesn't like sunlight.

After a while, I saw white smoke rising from the white porcelain bottle.

"Anzhi. Miss Anzhi, I really can't tell you. If I tell you, it will be directly obliterated by the rules of heaven!"

Hu Laogui screamed again and again, it really didn't sound like he was lying.

It's just why there are always people, always trying to hide things from me?What kind of plan are they discussing, and what kind of role am I playing?

"Is there really a law of heaven? Then why are those bad people, and so many people, getting away with it?"

I don't know what the real rules are in this world.

"Naturally, there are three thousand worlds, and the cycle of cause and effect. What you see is not their final fruit."

An old voice suddenly sounded behind me.

Turning around, a white-haired old man was standing there.

Dressed in a black robe, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch in his hand, with sunken eye sockets, he looked very energetic.

Especially those eyes, the white of the eyes is very little, the black pupils are black and bright, full of the brilliance of wisdom.

"Little girl, what are you doing standing at the door of the old man's house?"

The old man gave me a strange look and said slowly.

"Well, I live next door. I saw the domineering architectural style of your house, so I stood there for a while. I'm sorry to bother you." Fortunately, I remembered the etiquette I read in the book, and immediately bent over Salute the old man.

　 The old man didn't move, and after I finished praying, he smiled and said: "Not bad, this posture is quite standard, he is a descendant of the Gu family, do you want to come in and sit down?"

He saw through my identity at a glance, and saw the porcelain bottle in my hand, so he didn't have any malicious intentions.

"Then the younger generation would be more respectful than obedient."

I said respectfully, the people I met recently were all from my grandfather's generation.

"Haha, interesting!" The old man stroked his beard with his hand, stopped looking at me, walked straight to the door, and slapped it hard a few times.

Following his hand, I realized that there was no lock on the door.

And that door is not the normal two or three doors, but a whole big door, which still fell from the sky.

　 The traps at the gate are so domineering. One can imagine that the traps inside are even more complicated. It's no wonder why the old ghost can't get in.

The door rises slowly, revealing the whole view of the courtyard.

The entrance is an old-fashioned martial arts training ground, and there is a big drum more than three meters high. The surface of the drum is full of marks. It looks like it has a lot of years.

As soon as I stepped in, the door brush behind me lowered after a pull, as if to isolate all the hustle and bustle outside, I couldn't even hear the barking of the dog outside the door.

You know, just before entering the door, two dogs were fighting at the door.

"This is fate!"

The old man changed the subject, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

A dart full of red rust flew out of the shelf in the martial arts arena, and it stabbed straight at my stomach.