Paper horse incense shop

"They want to send us away and sell us."

"We definitely didn't want to leave. Then, they threatened us with knives."

There is nothing left to scratch the flat head, and as long as the fingers brush it slightly, red marks will be revealed, looking like scars:

"This is why we were so angry at the traffickers just now."

"Maybe, maybe I want to make up for the shadow of my childhood."

"I remember that the sky was colorless at that time, and there were so many smelly figures trying to take us away. I almost thought that our days of relying on each other were over and we had to separate."

"But it's okay!"

The board position was slightly more excited:
“In the era of law and order, neighbors called the police.”

"We didn't separate, but those people all went in."

"His father still drives a truck, puts him in my house, and pays for my mother's food. We have grown up safely."

"As for the dead old man and his mother, because they were not actually involved in human trafficking, they came out after a few months and then they actually got married."

"But the old man relied on my mother to support him for the first half of his life, and that woman also relied on Erbao and his father to raise two rice bugs together. Although they have similar odors, the final result is that the rice vat is empty."

"We later heard that they had more than one quarrel over who was going out to make money, and it got to the point of fighting, and later it got to the point of holding a knife against each other."

"In short, he is dead."

No wonder, no wonder Ban Cun Tou used the word "cannibalism" to describe his elders.

Isn't this the fate of killing each other?

No wonder all the stories only praise love and don’t write the ending of each story.

The ending will bring all the good things back to reality and crush all the bad things into mud again.

Ban Cuntou's back was slightly bent, and his figure seemed a little relaxed, while the baby-faced boy beside him gritted his teeth and added:
"It's so damn good."

Both of them agreed with this statement, and Ban Buntou thought for a while and then said:

"As children, we are saying this. Doesn't it sound a little callous?"

"But this is understandable."

"We have been tortured for too long. To be honest, what do the grudges of the older generation have to do with us?"

"His mother killed the old man in my family, but the old man in my family also killed his mother, didn't he?"

"His father is a very affectionate person, and he was mentally ill for a long time."

"If it hadn't been for my mother's early death, this would have been the case."

"We still have a long, long time to go. I can live to be seventy, no, I can simply live to be eighty."

"We can't remember the past for the rest of our lives. If we do this, will we be able to survive in the future?"

When Ban Cuntou said this, he glanced at the baby face beside him.

Baby Face has been listening quietly all this time, but now, he started to say the second sentence:
"Besides, there is no way for us to separate."

"We were by each other's side at such a fragile time. In fact, we were already destined to be inseparable."

"The turmoil of the secular world, the deviation of identity, and the obstacles of gender. In fact, they are all non-problems."

I didn't say anything, and neither did Gong Shuji.

Mu Lianli was trembling slightly. I couldn't tell the source of the agitation. I wanted to investigate in detail, but Gong Shuji suddenly stood up:
"Sorry, I have to go to the toilet."

I had no choice but to stand up with him:
"Excuse me, I need to go to the toilet too."

Ban Boutou and Baby Face probably didn't expect that telling a story about their elders could lead the two people opposite to go to the toilet, and they were a little puzzled for a moment. I whispered:

".Bless you anyway."

The original depression turned into a smile, and the baby face responded sheepishly. The moment we left the carriage, there seemed to be movement of Ludo chess continuing behind us.

They are noisy and they are happy.

It should be right.

But I didn’t talk to Gong Shuji because Gong Shuji’s headache seemed to be more serious, and even his back looked tired.

He didn't look back, so I kept following him.

After leaving, I actually changed carriages directly. Until I arrived at Longhu at five o'clock in the morning the next day, Gong Shuji didn't say anything else. In the end, it was even me who woke him up.

After sitting on hard seats for two nights and one day, with no place to wash up and no place to rest peacefully, we were both almost exhausted.

His hair and clothes were all stuck to his body, and he was in a complete mess.

Logically speaking, we should find a place to repair ourselves, and then enter Longhu Village to check out the secrets of the Longhu Immortal.

But the bad thing is that Longhu is a place with no village or shop in the real sense.

Except for a few black hotels near the Longhu station, there are no hotels with complete facilities.

And the so-called black hotel does not mean that its price is black. Thirty yuan a day is actually quite cheap.

This black, mainly, is really black.

It's so dark.

However, the hotel is facing the sun, and the owner said that the circuit was down and the repair time was uncertain.

There is no bathroom in the room. After requesting a bath, the store owner and his wife, aged in their 60s and 70s, brought a lit candle, a coal-burning stove, and a tin kettle with a mottled surface, indicating that we could move back to the room. Boil your own water to take a bath.

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Although the room was a bit dark, it was a clean and nice room.

The candle flame flickers but illuminates, a good candle flame.

The stove is also a good stove, and even the tin kettle is a good kettle.

But burning coal to take a bath in a closed space is tantamount to fighting for your life with the King of Hell.

And the most important thing is that in a small room that can be exited in three steps, Mu Lianli even connected my hands with Gong Shuji's. I really couldn't figure out what kind of posture to use to take a bath.

It's not that I'm shy, it's just that I really can't wash it and it's too difficult to take off my clothes.

This awkward atmosphere actually lasted for a while.

Gongshu Ji sighed and squatted at the door of the room, opened the door and heated hot water.

When the hot water boils, he adds water little by little into the wooden basin half an arm's width away, until it reaches enough water to clean the body and the right temperature.

Gong Shuji said his first words to me in the past two days:

"You first?"

I looked at the clothes I was wearing but didn't reply.

To be honest, I have really forgotten how to put on these clothes, and when I regained my consciousness, I was running around all the time, and I have no memory of changing out the old clothes. Now, I really feel like breaking my head without knowing what to do. Replace old clothes without sacrificing them.

Gong Shuji probably thought I was shy, so he changed places with me and pushed me down on the small bench where he had lit the fire just now.
He seems to have forgotten one thing
The candlelight was before him.

The flickering candlelight will affect his shadow.

And Mulianli was shaking.
The shadows on the wall also took off their clothes. (End of chapter)