Yin Yang paper

Early the next morning, Qu He vaguely heard a buzzing sound at the door. It seemed that Qu Meng came to ask the two of them to go out. Qu Shuo told her that the door could not go out, and Qu He fell and could not move.

The girl Qu Meng was definitely scolding him, Qu He sniffed her itchy nose and snorted twice, and Qu Shuo closed the door.

The side of the bed suddenly sank, and Qu Shuo tore off the corners of the quilt covering his head and asked him, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Qu He closed his eyes and twisted his buttocks, feeling much better: "Hmph, hum."

Qu Shuo smiled and patted his head: "Lie down later, I ordered something to eat."

"Um..."

In fact, Qu He couldn't fall asleep anymore, but his head was still not clear, and he was a little lazy, so he kept lying on his stomach and stared at Qu Shuo who didn't stop.

Qu Shuo wore a tea ceremony dress, and his demeanor softened.

Qu Shuo had a star face, Qu He thought so from the first time he saw this person, but after a long time, he didn't think it was too amazing, but today when his mind was not so clear, he took a serious look at Qu Shuo's dazzling.

If it is compared to tea, it corresponds to Dali's theory of three kinds of tea.At the first glance, it is bitter, this person is celibate, everything is invisible, and it is rare to get close to him; at the second glance, it is sweet, it is a typical example of cold outside and hot inside, meticulous, careful everywhere; and at the third glance, it is lingering aftertaste. Silent, everything is gone, but it is a fellow traveler.

Qu He has seen many people wearing tea ceremony clothes, sitting upright in front of the tea set, making a pot of tea in a decent manner, savoring, deliberating, and then talking about life in a straight-forward manner.Most of those people are old and have experienced wind and rain, and some years have appeared on their bodies.But if it is compared with Qu Shuo, it will look greasy, but this kind of quietness that is neither thick nor light is more appealing to him.

Qu Shuo tidied up his clothes and turned to look at the silkworm baby on the bed, only to find that the white chrysalis was staring at him with its eyes open.

"What are you looking at?"

Qu He didn't even think about it, and said, "Look at you."

"Ok?"

Qu He's belated shyness almost made him bite off the tip of his tongue, and quickly added: "Look at your clothes. Brother, why are you wearing such a suit today?"

Qu Shuo looked at the time and said, "I'm going out for a while, and I have an appointment with an elder for a light meal. I wanted to take you to meet him, but I'll take care of your butt for now."

Qu He was aggrieved, Qu Shuo was just laughing at him, but after thinking about it, he asked again: "What elder?"

"He's a good friend of my adoptive father. He should be called uncle. He lives in Dali. I just wanted to take you to meet him during this journey, but it doesn't matter. There will be more opportunities in the future."

Qu He nodded: "Oh... Then, when will you come back?"

Qu Shuo's eyes softened: "Soon."

Leaving Qu He alone in the hotel was something Qu Shuo was reluctant to do, but when he came to Dali this time, he still had to meet the people who should be seen.

Qu Shuo took a taxi and stopped in front of an unremarkable tea house, turned along the path full of medicinal herbs to the back door, and knocked three times with his fingers.

The man in the blue gown opened the door, seeing Qu Shuo hurriedly bowed and said, "Third brother."

Qu Shuo entered the courtyard and asked, "Where's Uncle Quan?"

The man in blue said: "Master Quan is receiving guests."

"Oh? Then I'll wait for him in the front hall."

"Third brother!" The man hurriedly called to stop Qu Shuo, and said in a low voice, "You'd better go to the tea room and wait."

"Ok?"

"It's Young Master Xiao who came today." The man looked at Qu Shuo's face and said cautiously.

Qu Shuo felt that it was time to make a calculation. Could it be that Xiao Jincheng sent someone to follow him?How can we meet everywhere?

"Okay, I see." Qu Shuo walked towards the tea room.

About half an hour later, just as Qu Shuo filled his first cup of tea, the sound of strong footsteps hurriedly came from outside, and as the door of the tea room jingled open, came a majestic voice: "Third."

Qu Shuo got up and bowed, "Uncle Quan, long time no see."

Uncle Quan's name is unknown, when he broke into Yunnan when he was young and made a big splash, he was tricked by the villain and got acquainted with Qu Xiaofeng.The two are close friends, and he is also Qu Shuo's half master.

Nearly fifty years old, but he is alive and well, and the strength in his hands is even better than that of young lads.

"Third brother, why do you remember my old bones? Huh?" Uncle Quan was wounded around his temple, a piece was wiped away by a bullet, and there was a scar after suturing. In addition, the corners of his eyes were lowered, and he always spoke. There is a fierce and persecuted atmosphere, in fact, he is not angry most of the time.

Qu Shuo just laughed, picked up the pot and poured him a cup of tea: "Try to see if my skills have deteriorated?"

Uncle Quan only took a sip, sipped it and said, "Not bad, tea... not bad."

Qu Shuo smiled deeper: "You are still like this."

Uncle Quan played with the delicate teacup and joked, "Jincheng just left and you came back. You two, aren't you really a success?"

Qu Shuo smiled lightly: "What do you think? His childish thoughts are just a joke, how can he take it seriously."

"Well... But I watched you both grow up. That kid is just playing for fun, but I think it's true that I want to chase you. I just asked me about you."

"You can see it."

"It's not a good thing to be open-minded, but third child, you are really not young. Now that both sides have settled down, don't you consider finding a partner? It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, even if you really want to hook up with Jincheng Hooking up with me can also help you talk through his father, but it depends on whether you are willing or not."

Qu Shuo knew what Uncle Quan was thinking. When his adoptive father left, he entrusted Uncle Quan with many things, and this was probably one of them.

only. . .

"Uncle Quan, to be honest, I came to Dali this time to ask you to do me a favor."

"Oh? Uncle, I haven't heard of you asking for help for several years, hahaha, okay, tell me."

Qu Shuo stretched out his arm in front of Uncle Quan, and said, "Help me see, am I under a love gu?"

At this question, Uncle Quan's face, which was originally a little bit watching the show, sank. He looked at Qu Shuo and then at his arm: "Did you tease me?"

"Where do you dare? I went to Xiangxi some time ago, and after I came back... I feel a little uncontrollable occasionally, what do you think?"

Uncle Quan was so angry that he cursed at the exit: "Little bastard, his wings are so hard, he dares to go anywhere? But he really got some unclean things on him, what do you do?!"

Qu Shuo said unhurriedly: "Didn't I know you were here? Just show me."

Uncle Quan snorted out of nostrils angrily, took out a silver needle from the narrow cabinet at one side, patted Qu Shuo's arm lying in front of him, raised his hand and took the needle towards Qu Shuo's brow .

A little sting.

Uncle Quan took a drop of blood and dotted it on the talisman soaked in white wine, and the redness scattered away.

Uncle Quan saw that the runes on the charm did not move at all, and couldn't help but look at Qu Shuo again: "Is it really a Gu?"

Qu Shuo thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid it is."

Uncle Quan took the needle and poured himself a cup of tea while asking, "When did you find out? What are the symptoms?"

Qu Shuo said frankly: "Two weeks ago, I always set my sights on him. I longed for him. When I saw his body, I wanted to fall in love with him."

Uncle Quan almost spit out a sip of tea, but suppressed it anyway: "Well, you don't need to tell me about it in detail. Cough cough cough, that, that's good, come on, I'll detoxify you, and close your eyes."

Qu Shuo obediently closed it.

Uncle Quan casually dipped some wine and pressed it between Qu Shuo's brows. It was a little cold, and immediately soaked into the skin.

"Okay, the Gu is resolved, open your eyes."

Qu Shuo opened his eyes suspiciously, and didn't feel anything unusual about himself: "That's it?"

He knew that Uncle Quan could read Gu, but he didn't hear that he could solve it?and. . .Love Gu is so easy?

Uncle Quan sipped his tea and winked at him: "Well, now that it's untied, do you still want to fuck her?"

Qu Shuo lowered his eyes and imagined Qu He's smooth and fair body, his upturned buttocks and that soft "Brother...", and nodded very honestly: "I want to!"

"That's right!" Uncle Quan slammed his teacup on the table, splashing a piece of tea: "You bastard, have you been poisoned? You're in love! Damn, come all the way to find me Love is here?!"

Qu Shuo was obviously stunned, but couldn't believe it: "But...but he's a man..."

"What's wrong with the man? Isn't Jincheng also a man? How many years has he been chasing you and I beat him? Don't talk about that with me, just say you like him?"

"Yes, yes." Qu Shuo nodded obediently.

Uncle Quan didn't bother to look at him: "Then go and explain it clearly to them, don't be vague, and you can't learn from Jincheng, playing with different people all day long, if you are serious, have a good time with them Otherwise, if your father is not around, I will have to beat you for him."

"Then you agree?" Qu Shuo asked.

"I don't care about the affairs of you young people. Just do what you like. Show me someday." Uncle Quan said: "By the way, don't tell others about the family affairs in advance, just keep it a secret if you can. After all, it’s not a superficial matter, and it will scare people.”

Qu Shuo said: "Let him come to visit you another day, but he knows everything about the family, so he accepts it very quickly."

"Got it? My own? Which family's child is it?" Uncle Quan was a little curious.

"Quhe."

Uncle Quan touched the wall of the teacup and turned over, thinking which child's name was it, Qu He?Sounds familiar.song?song. . .song! ! !

"Crack!—" The teacup in his hand was crushed to pieces.

Qu Shuo bent down and said, "Bring him to see you some other day, Uncle Quan, this junior will bid farewell!"

Qu Shuo went out and walked a few steps to the backyard when a loud roar came from the tea room: "Little bastard, get out of here! That's your brother! Your brother! Believe it or not! Your father is still alive to kill you!" !You fucking dare to run in front of me to show off your love!! I shot you down with one shot!!”

Then there were actually three shots.

Qu Shuo strode forward without changing his face, the man in blue who guarded the gate looked at him in fear: "Third...Third Brother, Master Quan..."

"It's okay, he's happy." Qu Shuo said, "I'll come back another day."

The man respectfully sent Qu Shuo out, but he didn't dare to step into the backyard for a short time.