Taste old grievances with no intention, all ghosts walk in the night and bend over.
"Your Majesty~ Your Majesty~ It's getting dark.~"
Zhou Yeqing felt that there was a distant and erratic voice calling him in his ears. He opened his eyes dimly and found that he had fallen asleep lying on the table at some point.
"I'm sorry, old sir, maybe I'm too tired." Zhou Yeqing sat up, feeling a little uncomfortable, and looked at the old man behind the counter with squinted eyes.
The old man turned his back and did not turn around. He just said: "The medicine is ready."
Zhou Yeqing's eyes turned, and sure enough, there were two more packs of medicine on the counter, so he stood up and walked past the counter and asked: "Old sir, how much does the medicine cost?"
The old man was facing the medicine cabinet and still didn't turn around.
"No need, just take it."
Zhou Yeqing was puzzled. He looked at the medicine in his hand and said repeatedly: "Old sir, why is this?"
The old man's rickety back moved, as if he was sighing, and then he said: "If the guest officer meets that little steward, tell him for me that the old Zhang family thanks him."
Zhou Yeqing also understood at this moment that this old man probably recognized him. Come to think of it, even a noodle seller knew it, let alone the Zhang family.
Zhou Yeqing was not a pedantic person, so he stopped worrying immediately and cupped his fists at the old man's back.
"Old sir, thank you very much!" After saying that, he walked out.
When daytime came, there was clearly a heavy cloth curtain hanging on the door, but now it was gone. The windows were all open. It was dark outside, and the bright moonlight shone in through the doors and windows.
"How come it's already dark after lying down for a while?" Zhou Yeqing muttered softly and left the pharmacy.
The night wind was blowing, blowing some people and picking up the fallen leaves on the ground. Zhou Yeqing felt a little cold and tightened his clothes. Just when he walked to the street and was about to leave, he accidentally glanced at the pharmacy again.
Time gave him goosebumps all over his body.
I saw a lot of people standing in front of the pharmacy in just a short while, including men, women, old and young.
“This family is really interesting~”
Zhou Yeqing saw the old man and the girl standing among them, waving to him, and then everyone in front of the door bowed and saluted Zhou Yeqing.
Without thinking too much, Zhou Yeqing also bowed to them, because he could not afford the courtesy from the Zhang family. That day, Zhou Yeqing went to Baihualou just because of the man's kindness, and did not say that he wanted to ask for anything for the Zhang family.
It's fair to say, it's just a coincidence.
All the way back, Zhou Yeqing didn't remember how he got to Baihua Tower. He only remembered that he seemed to have met Yao'e and handed the medicine to her. After that, he felt very sleepy and fell asleep on the balcony.
He was groggy and had no time. He didn't know how long it had passed before Zhou Yeqing woke up after his ears were kissed by the sound of a piano and he stretched hard.
When he stood up and raised his eyes, he saw Yao'e playing the piano beside him.
"How long have I been sleeping?" Zhou Yeqing asked with a wrinkled face as he moved his hands and feet with endless soreness all over his body.
"Seven days, today is the eighth day."
"Oh~ it's been so long."
The warm sunshine fell on his face. Zhou Yeqing felt very comfortable and his whole body was warm. After getting enough sun, he sat down, poured a glass of water, looked at Yao'e's face and said.
"Is it completed?"
When the sound of the piano stopped, Yao'e touched the mask on her face and nodded.
"That's good, that's good." Zhou Yeqing chuckled and drank hot tea.
"So, are you leaving?"
Yao'e's slender fingers touched the strings, without playing, and asked softly.
Zhou Yeqing's tongue was burned, and he pursed his lips suddenly, moving his mouth back and forth.
"Yes, I want to go out of the city to see my uncle and aunt."
"It'll probably take a few days."
Yao'e's piano vibrated when she blurted out the first sentence, but it calmed down immediately after the next sentence.
"Your skills have also recovered, and you can handle it without me."
"I am leaving."
"Also, can you drink something else next time? Even if it doesn't work, don't be so hot~"
The boy stuck out his tongue and complained before leaving. The woman looked at the teapot and said nothing.
The music of the piano played again, melodious, and on the streets of Wanjincheng, a young man carried a medicine bag and happily headed out of the city.
Zhou Yeqing hurried out of the city gate, but was still left in the wild overnight. Shortly after dawn the next day, he arrived at a familiar fork in the road.
Half a year ago, this fork of road was filled with fields and some mountains. Now, looking back, it has turned into a wilderness, with wild grass growing as tall as a man and extremely lush.
Zhou Yeqing took a closer look and knew the road. He had no time to worry about the weed fields. He just wanted to get the medicine to his aunt as soon as possible and see how happy she was.
The sun was slowly climbing up, and Zhou Yeqing finally arrived at a place he was familiar with. It was the intersection where he followed his uncle down the mountain for the first time.
"I wonder how uncle's tea stall is doing."
Zhou Yeqing smiled to himself and walked towards the tea stall, but something flashed out of the corner of his eyes and dazzled him.
I saw only a little silver light on the ground, which was reflected by the sun.
Zhou Yeqing walked over doubtfully, knelt down and took a look, and immediately became overjoyed.
"I thought I could never find it again. It hasn't been picked up for so long." That bit of silver light turned out to be the white bell that Zhou Yeqing had lost for a long time.
That day he was rescued by a man. When he woke up, Bai Ling was gone. He didn't even have a pocket. He couldn't remember how he got down the mountain. He still remembered where Bai Ling fell, so he thought it landed on Laojun Mountain.
Well, I didn’t expect to be able to pick it up today.
This white bell was left by Huang Qing'er and belonged to his father whom he had never met, so it was of great significance to Zhou Yeqing.
Zhou Yeqing was in a good mood when the white bell was lost. He cleaned it and put it in his arms, then got up and walked towards the tea stall.
It wasn't until he arrived in front of the tea stall that the smile on Zhou Yeqing's face slowed down a bit.
It can be seen that this stall has obviously been repaired. Zhou Yeqing kicked down several pillars that day, and they are all standing now. But what is puzzling is that since it has been repaired, why is there no one there?
Zhou Yeqing walked in, wiped a table and bench with a thick layer of dust, and looked around again. The weeds were already very long. It was obvious that no one had been to this place for a long time.
"Uncle is a hard-working man and will not let weeds grow over. Moreover, even if we don't do it, these tables and chairs shouldn't be like this." Zhou Yeqing stared thoughtfully at the neatly arranged tables and chairs.
, murmured.
With doubts, Zhou Yeqing embarked on the road up the mountain.
It didn't take long for Zhou Yeqing to see the small thatched hut after being possessed by Gang Qi.
"Uncle and aunt! I'm back!" Zhou Yeqing shouted happily and ran towards the hut.
After waiting for him to get closer, he saw no movement in the house. Zhou Yeqing shouted a few more times, but the hut was still quiet. Feeling that something was not right, Zhou Yeqing opened the door.
The interior of the house was almost the same as when he left. There were no major changes. It was just like the tea stall at the foot of the mountain, thick dust had accumulated and spider webs could be seen everywhere.
Zhou Yeqing recalled the words and deeds of the man and his wife before, and guessed that they might have left because they were afraid of being sought for revenge. Thinking of this, Zhou Yeqing looked at the medicine in his hand and felt very regretful that he still could not bring the medicine to his aunt.
"It's a good thing to have a new life."
Zhou Yeqing sighed, looking a little disappointed. He put the medicine in his hand on the table and was about to leave. But he accidentally saw a place in the house and stopped again.
It was a small muddy stove.
Zhou Yeqing was also curious when he lived here. The man said that the woman was in poor health and that he could not build a house by himself. The young people around him had gone to Wanjincheng to find a way to survive, and the rest were old and weak.
I didn’t have any helpers. I used to cook outside, but something happened, so I built a small stove for the woman so that she wouldn’t be tired from walking around while cooking.
When the man said this, the woman was right next to him, smiling and happy.
But this small stove was usually placed against the wall when not in use, but it was pulled out at this moment. Zhou Yeqing walked up and saw the pot overturned in the corner, and was even more confused.
"This is?"
Zhou Yeqing picked up the pot and saw something underneath, but it was already moldy, like food.
Instantly! A bad feeling came to my heart without any warning.
If the whole family is leaving, why bother cooking?! Why don’t you eat when it’s done?! Why don’t you lift the pot up if it overturns?!
Zhou Yeqing kept asking himself questions, and in the end, he could only come to one conclusion.
Then it’s too late!
Everything happened so fast, there was no time to eat the cooked meal, no time to put out the fire in the stove, no time to even pick up the pot that had just been dropped.
"Uncle and aunt!"
Zhou Yeqing rushed out frantically, looking at the thatched hut in front of him, he felt like the world was spinning for a moment, and he had all kinds of doubts in his heart, but he couldn't find a way to solve his doubts.
For several days, Zhou Yeqing didn't eat or sleep, and searched everywhere around him, but found nothing. It was as if they disappeared out of thin air.
After another day of searching to no avail, Zhou Yeqing returned to the hut. Standing in front of the house absentmindedly, Zhou Yeqing felt guilty. He had no shame to go in, so he sat by the stone mill in the courtyard. He had not slept for several days and nights.
However, every night when night falls, condemnation will crawl into his heart, poking holes everywhere.
As the sun sets, darkness follows.
Zhou Yeqing was sitting in the courtyard in a daze, waiting for the punishment of the dark night. At this moment, a sudden voice came from outside.
"Hey! Child! Come out quickly! Come out quickly! You're going to cause trouble in there!" Laiyin tried his best to suppress his voice, as if he was afraid of something and looked very anxious.
Zhou Yeqing's originally dull pupils suddenly gathered! As if the ruthless sword had come out of its scabbard, he suddenly turned towards the source of the sound. It was an old man collecting firewood.
The old man was carrying firewood on his back. He was shocked by Zhou Yeqing's look and fell to the ground, looking frightened and frightened.
Zhou Yeqing came over in a flash, stared at the collapsed old man, and said in a deep voice: "What did you just say?!"