Every city has its own characteristics. Just like people have strict requirements for fashion models active on the stage in terms of physical measurements, they also require them to show a certain artistic temperament.
When it comes to temperament, it is an ethereal thing that cannot be piled up by any high-end clothing or precious jewelry. Only after dark, when the dimly lit Tuojiang River sings softly, does the small town of Phoenix reveal its profoundness to strangers.
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"The beauty of the phoenix, the most swaying river lanterns in the Tuojiang River, must be savored under the light candlelight. It was a scene that no painting brush could describe, and the hustle and bustle of the riverside bar could not disturb her solitude.
There is such elegance.”
Ye'er just got up from the bed after going through a lot of troubles, and said this drunken speech to Zhu Tong; the premise is: in the conversation with Miss Mei, the fake doctor revealed his criticism of the small town's business atmosphere.
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Huang Hai walked in, carrying a brush, ink and a pile of felt paper. The small plate in his hand was used to dip the brush. The pen and ink were bought on the street, and the plate was asked from the shop owner.
This is an ordinary family hotel, located on the edge of the Tuojiang River, with six rooms on three floors. They stayed in the same two rooms on the second floor as last time.
The boss is a very kind old man, both of whom are old locals. Perhaps it has something to do with Xiangxi Feng Shui. They are not tall and very down-to-earth.
An hour ago, a few people just walked in. The enthusiastic shopkeeper and an old couple with portraits recognized Ye'er and Huang Hai. Zhu Tong saw that the oil painting hanging in the foyer was probably Ye'er's handiwork.
Ye'er took out the yellow paper written by the old man, spread it out on the small table, and displayed the spiritual characters in front of everyone.
Ye'er looked at the strokes carefully, picked up the brush and still didn't know how to write. In fact, in her heart, she still didn't believe in such mysterious things. How could she, who had received modern education, believe that just writing could cure diseases?
Zhu Tong is also examining the word "spirit". In his eyes, this word represents restraint and emptiness. When the old man writes, he understands the beginning of each stroke and the inner thoughts contained in each stroke.
Zhu Tong was thinking about how to say these mysterious things. He was also thinking about how useful this word was for Ye'er's illness.
Ye'er grabbed the brush and wrote the word "spiritual" in a straight line.
"Miss Mei, how do you think this calligraphy works?" Zhu Tong knew from the way Ye'er held the pen that she had never practiced calligraphy seriously.
"Not bad." Mei Lanting smiled and praised, "Miss Su has a good understanding." Mei Lanting only told the truth in the last sentence, and Ye'er's words lacked any force and were exaggerated.
Zhu Tong saw Ye'er blushing with embarrassment, raised her face and took the brush from her hand.
"When writing this character, you should calm down and meditate. Every stroke you write should come from your heart and be overwhelming. Don't worry about whether it looks good or not. The old man wrote this character with a strong and upright spirit. You must learn to be the soul of the character; Su
Miss, when you start writing, you don’t have to worry about whether the words are good or not. The important thing is to keep the internal and external breath coherent and not to hold your breath. Look, the word Ling starts with this horizontal line, which represents the righteousness in your body. Every stroke after
It’s all about supporting and nurturing it------."
With that said, Zhu Tong also finished writing the word "spirit". When he stopped writing to the last point, his heart was shaken and he turned to look at Huang Hai and Mei Lanting.
At this moment, Zhu Tong had the urge to go back to that small town and see the mysterious old man again. He must have used the word "spirit" to hide his strength. He should be a very smart senior Zhumen.
After Zhu Tong finished writing the word "spirit", the states of the three people around him were magically displayed in his perception. He discovered that Miss Mei Lantingmei's inner aura was calm, which was a solid foundation since childhood, but it was
Authentic Taoist mentality.
"Not bad." Mei Lanting commented again, "If Dr. Li doesn't become a doctor, he will definitely become a master of calligraphy. Miss Su, you are blessed. If you can write this calligraphy well with Dr. Li, you will not have to go to the hospital in your life.
Already."
Ye'er wrote again, but still couldn't get the point; Zhu Tong walked up behind her, reached out and held Ye'er's hand, and encouraged her to write with her thoughts.
After finishing writing the words, the two looked at each other and smiled. Zhu Tong was sweating profusely, and Ye'er's face turned redder.
The mysterious word "spirit" connected their minds to one place. Zhu Tong could feel the poisonous insects in Ye'er's body being compressed, and Ye'er could also feel the redness and swelling of the wound on Zhu Tong's shoulder receding.
Zhu Tong also noticed that the bright light floating between Ye'er's eyebrows had also subsided, and the clear and beautiful aura that originally belonged to her had once again gained the upper hand.
Ye'er is doing well here. It's already dark outside. Just as Ye'er has finished packing, the fat shopkeeper comes to invite her.
There was a table of sumptuous meals in the foyer, and the hostess stood beside her with a smile on her face and said, "I was talking about Miss Su two days ago. You are the most beautiful customer we have had in so many years since we opened the store. It's rare that you still accompany us every day."
The two talked; Lao Chen was so happy that he ran to buy river shrimps, ducks, and blood cakes, and asked me to make blood cakes and ducks, saying he wanted to entertain you well."
Ye'er was embarrassed and smiled and pulled Huang Hai to sit down. Zhu Tong and Mei Lanting were also persuaded to sit down. Ye'er whispered that being polite would make the master unhappy.
Mei Lanting crawled up to Ye'er's ears and said something, and the two girls laughed happily. The pot in the middle, with soup and water floating in it with a layer of red oil, was the Phoenix famous blood-eating duck. Seeing it, I couldn't help but
It also feels warm when eating.
The winter in western Hunan is cold, but there is no habit of heating like in the north. The method of heating is a brazier and charcoal that are necessary for every household, and they are placed under the dining table during meals.
Boss Chen took out three wine glasses: "Drink two glasses. I am happy today. Does the old woman have any objection?" Grandma Chen curled her lips and said nothing.
All six people sat at the dining table, eating hot blood duck and fried wax meat, and drinking local wine. Zhu Tong also liked the atmosphere here.
The melodious sound of the harp came from outside, and Ye'er asked: "He still plays the harp every day."
Grandma Chen nodded: "When the rain stops, he will definitely play the piano."
Only then did Zhu Tong realize that there was really no sound of rain on the stone street outside.
After dinner, Ye'er called to put out the river lanterns, and Grandma Chen also told her: "Be careful, places where it has rained are slippery. If you fall into the river and get cold and get sick, it will ruin the scenery." She was very friendly and casual, that is.
The same goes for your own daughter.
Walking on the quiet stone road in the ancient city, Zhu Tong somewhat understood Ye'er's feelings.
Turn around the bridge cave and cross the alley. As soon as you exit the north gate, you will see the river full of lights floating in the river. Those are the river lanterns.
The two sides of the Tuojiang River are quiet and lively. Red lanterns are hung from the stilted buildings near the river. They are reflected in rows on the river. The brilliant light and halo decorate the Tuojiang River into a beautiful bride.
Ye'er and Mei Lanting shouted and ran to the river. Several children sat on the stone steps, each guarding a bamboo basket. It was full of light petals, made of paper, with a small candle in the middle. When there were no guests, they
A few lights will be placed occasionally to attract business and add some scenery to Tuojiang River.
The two girls each held a handful and called Zhu Tong and Huang Hai, but they wanted their lighters.
Zhu Tong watched Ye'er and Mei Lanting jump to the jumping rock in the river, and the lights started to set off beside them.
The wind blew the lamps down the river so high and trembling that they flashed brightly and dimly, like stars falling into the Tuojiang River.
"There is a bar over there. Let's go and sit and wait for them. Ye'er is particular about putting out lanterns. Ninety-nine at a time, it will take a long time." Huang Hai pulled Zhu Tong across the jumping rocks to the Tuojiang River.
There were not many people in the bar on the other side. They sat down near the window. From here, they could see Ye'er and Mei Lanting who were placing lights below, and could hear their laughter.
After the waiter brought a dozen beers, he returned to the bar and spoke softly to the little girl. Huang Hai picked up a bottle and drank it, then opened the bamboo window and looked at the leaves in the river.
Huang Hai has been silent all day today. After drinking some rice wine just now, he seemed to be more cheerful, but now he is silent again.
Zhu Tong could feel what he was about to say. In fact, Zhu Tong had already made Huang Hai understand: he knew that the girl named Duohua had entered his room last night.
After finishing two bottles of wine and Jin Baiwei, Huang Hai turned his head and took out a cigarette.
The waiter came over and lit the lights for the two of them, and threw the lighter on the table. It seemed that, as a waiter here, he understood what happened to the two men. The bar was close to Tiaoyan, and it was a place where river lanterns were placed.
Best location.
"Dr. Li, thank you." Huang Hai smoked half of the cigarette in a few puffs and said something without thinking.
Zhu Tong said nothing. For an opponent like Huang Hai who was not an opponent, he now had an absolute trump card. Silence was the best gesture now.
"Six years ago, I was the bully of our school;" Huang Hai started to speak, but it was not what Zhu Tong thought, and he talked about the past.
"I fought, picked up girls, and even stole wallets, not for money, but to experience the excitement. If I had followed the school rules, I should have been expelled long ago. The principal only tolerated me because of my father's face.
"In that year, Ye'er transferred from Suzhou to our school, and she sat next to me. I------, before I saw Ye'er, I didn't know why I was alive; but can you understand? That's it.
Because of her, I began to change. In the first three months, Ye'er didn't even say a word to me. I used to hate going to school. Because of her appearance, I never skipped a class. Even my mother was surprised.
, thought I suddenly understood and learned well, Dr. Li, have you ever felt that way?"
Zhu Tong opened a bottle of beer and handed it to him, still saying nothing.
Generally speaking, people who are addicted to alcohol are careless; Huang Hai drank a lot of rice wine just now, and now he drank a few bottles of beer. Zhu Tong hoped that he would get drunker.
"Ye'er is so beautiful and pure. She is like a gardenia. People will notice her wherever she goes. It's not just me, but several big brothers in our area also fell in love with her. Because of Ye'er, I and them all
The fight was really desperate. I didn't dare to stab someone with a knife before. From that time on, I decided to be a policeman. Just to protect girls like Ye'er, I also wanted to be a policeman."
At this point, Huang Hai chuckled: "Maybe they don't know why they are so unlucky now. I arrested them all in my second month as a police officer. Now, those elder brothers are still serving their sentences in prison. But
Ye'er knows that she is the smartest girl. She knows everything I have done for her. This is enough. She is even happier than winning awards for meritorious service. I, I went to the police academy. Ye'er is better than
I'm smart. She came to me after she was admitted to college and only said two words: Thank you."
It was clearly three words. Zhu Tong looked at the two fingers that Huang Hai stretched out in front of his eyes, judged that he was already drunk, and gently took the wine bottle in front of him aside.
"I was so confused at that time. I didn't even dare to look at her. I even shed tears. No, no, no, it's not what you think. I was really blinded by the sand. When Ye'er came
, I was playing football. Later, we started writing letters and making phone calls. She was studying in Nanjing and I was in Shanghai. She asked me to write her a letter every day, so I paid my classmates to write them and I would copy them. In this way,
I don't have time to go outside at all -----, I have to go to Nanjing every week and take the train. Ye'er likes me to wear a police uniform to see her, saying that it makes me feel safe. In those few years, I didn't
I haven't worn casual clothes. I asked Ye'er why she likes me, and she said I was soft-hearted. She said it was the first time she saw a man cry. But--but--damn it, I just have a soft heart."
Huang Hai reached out to grab the wine bottle, and Zhu Tong held his hand down: "Officer Huang, drinking can't solve any problems."
"If there's a problem, there's a problem. It's not Ye'er, it's me. Ye'er said I'm a man, I------." Huang Hai didn't insist and looked towards the Tuojiang River outside the window.
On the jumping rock in the middle of the river, Ye'er happened to look back, waved his hand a few times, and bent down to put the river lantern. Zhu Tong made a gesture to Mei Lanting, asking her to hold Ye'er for as long as possible. He hoped to let Huang Hai hold him.
Finished speaking.
Mei Lanting turned away and ignored him, but Zhu Tong knew that she would do it, and she was also a smart person.
"But, how can you go to bed with Angel? Tell me, do you dare to take off Angel's clothes? Dr. Li, I don't even dare to touch her. If Ye'er hadn't taken the initiative to accommodate me, I wouldn't have dared to do it.
Her hands. Am I so horny! Every time I return to Shanghai from Nanjing, I have to look for other women, but----I---"
"No, you are stupid." Zhu Tong looked at Huang Hai's red eyes and said, "No, no." But what he was thinking in his heart was not the nonsense he said.
"My mother, she likes Ye'er very much. She said that only Ye'er can control me, and that Ye'er saved me. She wanted me to get married as soon as Ye'er graduated. By then I was already an official police officer. You
You know, I graduated one year earlier than Ye'er. If I hadn't gone on a trip, if I hadn't encountered this disease, we might have gotten married."
"What happened here?" Zhu Tong finally asked. He saw that Ye'er had finished setting off the river lanterns and walked towards here with Mei Lanting.
"Only here did I realize that there are many angels in the world, and angels are different from each other. Oh, Dr. Li, Ye'er is here, I can't say any more; tomorrow I will take you to a place and let you meet someone.
remember."
Huang Hai was not really drunk. When he saw Ye'er walking into the bar, he immediately shut up.
But Ye'er didn't shut up. Seeing Huang Hai drinking too much again, his face immediately changed color. He obviously had a problem with Zhu Tong, but didn't know how to say it. He just beat Huang Hai: "Have you never drank?
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Mei Lanting waved her hand at Zhu Tong and made a face, meaning that there was nothing she could do.
Zhu Tong thought about what Huang Hai said and decided to bear this grievance; Ye'er would always understand one day, and that day would not be far away. Zhu Tong knew that the more he suffered now, the more advantage he would be able to take advantage of later.
Suffering a loss is a blessing; in this matter at hand, this is the absolute truth.
"Come back, come back! The soul is back! Don't be rude and make the beauty confused, which will ruin the scenery."
Zhu Tong took out a silver needle and pricked one needle at each of the acupoints of Huang Hai's ears. With his fingers like wheels, he flicked them on the other's Yintang and temples.
Huang Hai woke up from a coma, and Ye'er was a little embarrassed. She wanted to say something but didn't know what to say. Only then did she realize that it was their duty to help her see a doctor.
Zhu Tong laughed and said, "You two ladies, I want you to be my flower protector. I want to clean up alone, so I don't have to accompany you." He stood up and turned around to leave.
Only Mei Lanting could see the strength shown by Zhu Tong's move, which was a clever technique based on profound internal strength; while Ye'er and Huang Hai only admired Dr. Li's miraculous medical skills.
He said that he wanted to be clean, so the little liar went to a busy place, the Tianwang Temple in Phoenix City, which was the temple contracted by his second senior brother Zhu Yun in this famous scenic spot, and it was also the calling point of Xiaoyun Village owner here.
If a woman has a pair of almond eyes, she is probably a beauty. The owner of Xiaoyun Village also has a pair of standard almond eyes, but he is a bold and strong man. The almond eyes make him appear less rude and more rude to outsiders.
He is somewhat gentle and shrewd; the only thing inappropriate is his sparse hair, which is almost completely bald in the middle.
Zhu Tong had just stopped outside Tianwang Temple in Fenghuang Ancient City when Zhu Yun, the owner of Xiaoyun Manor, came out with two close disciples and a fat monk.
"Hello, uncle, you are old and handsome." A well-behaved little monk greeted Zhu Tong with a smile. His name was Zhu Chengfeng. He had a pair of black and snobbish eyes. He was Zhu Yun's most proud disciple. Seventeen and Eighteen
Despite his age, he is very clever. Another man, who is older than Zhu Tong, is called Zhu Chenghu. He is dressed as a Taoist priest in a very serious manner, with a short and stocky figure and a dull face. He calls out "Uncle Master" and stands aside.
"A handsome old man is just like an old maid. They don't have good things to say. Be careful not to say nonsense in the future." Zhu Tong flicked Cheng Feng on the head and looked at Cheng Hu: "You are becoming more and more like Master."
"You guys are going to eat and drink. Don't be polite, Master Shifeng. After dinner, find a place to relax. When you come back, remember to read the scripture carefully." Zhu Yun saw Zhu Tong, waved his hand and gave some instructions to the three people around him.
The fat monk was wearing a robe, with a few scars on his shiny bald head. He said politely: "Amitabha, thank you boss for taking care of me." He put on a leather coat and said a few polite words, and looked for the light under the greetings of Zhu Yun's two men.
The recession has gone.
"Let's find a convenient place to eat. You haven't been here, have you? I know there is a place that is very lively." Zhu Yun took Zhu Tong's hand and left.
Zhu Tong looked at the monk's huge body and asked strangely: "Brother, has the real monk come?"
"What kind of real monk is a fake monk? I just found a laid-off worker from Hebei. I want his fat body. Business is not easy to do nowadays. Fat monks sell elephants well. Pilgrims recognize this and can pay easily."
"There are a few fat men among your disciples." Zhu Tong looked at the casual clothes of the second senior brother with a smile, "You have lost your hair, and if you change your clothes, you will have a bit of fairy spirit."
Zhu Yun touched his half-bald head and didn't care much about Zhu Tong's teasing: "Junior brother, how can a few fat people be enough? We have twenty-three dojos this year. A monk must be generous and fat to be decent, and a Taoist priest must be thin.
Immortal energy. I brought him here for training. It’s off-season in Phoenix and I can’t make any money. Damn it, just these fat guys eat up a lot of money from me every day. This fat guy used to be an official, so he’s at home.
You don't do anything, but you talk nonsense. It's a good thing. It's just right for this. As soon as I asked, he came without talking nonsense, but he is not easy to take care of. He likes to drink and take a bath, and he always wants to have sex. "
The owner of Xiaoyun Village took Zhu Tong across Hongqiao, and faced a lively night market.
The entire street is filled with various snack stalls. The most popular barbecue area is where thick smoke and the aroma of meat are blowing towards your face. Even though Zhu Tong has already eaten and drank, he can't help but be infected by the atmosphere of eating.
The owner of Xiaoyun Village was really cool. When he came to the small shop selling rice wine at home, the owner moved out the tables and chairs and asked with a smile: "Still the same old rules?"
"The wine needs to be hot, the meat needs to be tender, and the peanuts need to be boiled. The other bosses can do whatever they want."
As expected, the shop owner went to various stalls and went in to make hot wine when he came back.
First, the barbecue seller brought a charcoal stove. After a while, a table was set up with food from each family. The rice wine was also heated and served in an aluminum pot.
"Junior brother, you are in big trouble." Zhu Yun and Zhu Tong said to each other after drinking a glass of wine and looking not far away.
"I know, but it won't be too troublesome for someone to fight with us this time. When they left the train, they lost more than half of their abilities. Senior brother, Xiangxi is our hometown, and they are the ones who should be afraid of trouble."