[Jin Guang] [Mo Qiao] I don't know

People are here to travel, and you still catch them to rehearse. You haven't practiced enough in the devil world. " Yin Yan said.

"Wait, what is Niutou Zun, what's the name of the kid?" Shi Yanwen had a headache, "Xiaokong, you always call me that, the last time I came here as a guest, I forgot to say my real name."

Xiaokong waved his hand: "Even if I go, the key is the elder brother, can the elder brother go? Aren't we all locked in the house for the past few days and drawing."

It happened that Qiao Tathagata opened the door and came out. Hearing their discussion, he said:

"I'll go. Isn't Xiaokong going? It's rare for the whole family to be together..."

"Okay, okay, don't think about it..."

Although Xiaokong muttered, he did not raise any objections after all.

So Shi Yanwen drove his family to the hot spring hotel on Sunday.This place is not easy to find, a small road goes around into the barren mountains and mountains, it seems like a ghost is hitting a wall, Xiao Kong said that the atmosphere is even worse, it looks like a ghost movie.Qiao Rulai tried the mobile phone navigation and it was also outside the signal area.Shi Yanwen's head was sweating, and he refused to answer the third child's question "Dad, do you really know the way?" Fortunately, at the end, he made a big detour, and the building of the hot spring hotel loomed from the woods, so that Shi Junzisong Take a breath.

Xiao Kong jumped out of the car, looked left and right, and asked, "This place is too hard to find, why did you decide on such a place, Dad?"

"The last time Robbie introduced it to me, he said it was the hotel he opened."

Yinyan muttered: "...how come this kind of introduction sounds so familiar to me..."

So the four of them walked into the lobby, and the waiter at the front desk warmly greeted them: "Welcome light—stupid cow?"

"Jian Wuji, why did you come here?" Yin Yan called.

"Working."

"Part-time job? I remember last time you said you were here to pick up girls—"

"Oh, so that's what he said." Following the voice, a girl in a wisteria-colored bathrobe turned out from behind, and without even looking at Jian Wuji, she walked towards the four Shijia father and son, revealing With an extremely standard professional smile, "Welcome, do you have a reservation?"

"Stupid cow, you—" Before he could get angry, Jian Wuji hurriedly chased after the girl, "Swallow Die, are you just looking at me like that? Could it be that my sincerity is not enough——"

"The hot spring hasn't been cleaned yet."

"...Okay!" Jian Wuji sighed and rushed to the back.Xiaokong patted the third brother on the shoulder: "It seems that you, a bad friend, have to wear it down."

"Oh, does this guest have any comments?" Swallow Die smiled.

"...No." Xiao Kong twitched the corner of his mouth.

Soon Swallow Die led them to the reserved family suite: a quite spacious Japanese-style room with lounge chairs and low tables on the outside balcony. You can see the green hills in the distance, and there is a hot spring pool along the outdoor wooden path.After Feng Die explained one by one, she said again: "If you see the master—uh, wearing blue clothes and shaking a fan, just ignore him."

"What will happen?" Yin Yan asked.

Feng Die, who walked to the door, stopped and thought for a while: "...Not really, except that it might make you have some doubts about life."

"It seems that Mr. Wen Huang is also a strange person." Shi Yanwen sighed.

"Uncle's circle of friends is also a mystery." Xiao Kong sighed greatly.

Putting the mysterious boss aside for the time being, the Shijia father and son changed into their bathrobes and went to the hot spring.This hotel is located in a remote location, but the scenery is excellent, and the overall decoration has an oriental flavor.The four of them went down to the hot spring after cleaning their bodies. Shi Yanwen squinted her eyes contentedly: "It's quite comfortable to bathe in the hot spring in this climate."

"Tsk, the old man's habit." Xiaokong said, his face turned red quickly due to the steaming heat.Yinyan studied it for a while and said, "Second brother, you can't even get the sun in the devil world, why are you so white?"

"It's for art, understand, art!"

"I really can't appreciate your visual system."

"I never counted on you, you, even if a cow is pulled to Yu Country, it is still a cow! You have to ask brother about this kind of thing, brother, you should have a little more art appreciation."

Qiao Rulai was suddenly named, and she still couldn't keep up with her status: "Ah...?"

Xiao Kong blinked, then suddenly leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, have you fallen in love recently? Tell me secretly, I promise not to tell my brother."

"What...? Nope." Qiao Rulai blushed, "No."

Just as he was about to explain, footsteps sounded on the wooden floor again, accompanied by the familiar loud voice of the underworld doctor: "Let me tell you, Cang Li will soak his shoulders in a while, the shoulders of you people who work at desks." The neck must be taken care of, you know?"

"Hmm." As usual, he answered casually, and the man who walked in first stopped when he noticed a family in the pool.His eyes turned around the four of them, and finally stayed on Shi Yanwen's face: "Mr. Shi."

The doctor of the underworld also came out, "Shi Yanwen, are you there too? That guy Wenhuang really has a lot of friends. This is my old friend Mo Cangli, who writes detective novels."

"I have also read Mr. Mo's novels, and I have admired them for a long time." Shi Yanwen said.

"Don't dare." Mo Cangli replied simply.

The doctor of Ming Dynasty looked at the four members of the Shi family, and said: "Bringing your son here to have a bath, it's really rare for your family to be so harmonious. Nowadays, young people are not willing to accompany their parents out. You are really lucky."

"It's Yanwen's good deeds in her previous life." Shi Yanwen said with a smile.

Mo Cangli, who was originally looking at the distance, turned his head to look at Shi Yanwen when he heard this sentence, but he didn't intend to interrupt.While chatting with Shi Yanwen, the doctor of Ming did not forget to remind: "Remember to soak up to your shoulders!"

So Mo Cangli sat down a little.However, the water was indeed very hot. He sat up for a while and straightened up again, and was pressed down again by the underworld doctor who cared about the "patient": "Hey, hey, listen to the doctor."

"Jing Zhong," Shi Yanwen said hastily, remembering that his eldest son has been concentrating on painting recently, and his shoulders are also burdened, "you should also relax your shoulders and neck more like Mr. Mo."

Qiao Rulai blushed, and sat down a little bit in response, keeping her head above the water.He didn't dare to look at Mo Cangli, but he glanced at it from time to time.As a result, when he got up, he realized that he had soaked for too long, and his body was weak, so he had to lie down on a bench to rest.

The weather was still slightly cold, and the warmth of the hot spring was quickly dissipated by the air.Qiao Rulai lay there with her eyes closed, hearing footsteps gradually approaching on the slatted floor, and then something cold fell on his forehead without warning, he opened his eyes with a jerk: "Xiao Kong—— "

The ending of the second half escaped.Mo Cangli looked down at him from above with his face that could never tell the difference between joy and sorrow: "Sports drink."

How could it be the brothers you came in to my house? And in general, it’s not the senior ghost doctor who came in—all kinds of questions came one after another, and finally the "good student" mode automatically started: "Thank you."

Mo Cangli didn't intend to leave just yet.Qiao Rulai turned over, her body was still so sluggish as if she couldn't control it, so she could only hold the cold aluminum can against her cheek.Mo Cangli looked at him for a while, then sat down beside him quite naturally: "Your family is pestered by the boss here to talk."

Thinking of Savior Die's previous reminder, Qiao Tathagata gave a half-voice, guessing that the senior Ming doctor would not be spared either, it seems that only Mo Cangli could slip away quickly enough to avoid a confrontation, or, if the two of them were brought together, I'm afraid it's inevitable that the arrow will hurt someone?

In an instant, Qiao Rulai clasped her hands together in her heart and bowed to her father, brother, and doctor of the underworld outside—in this case, it is more appropriate to choose the one with a smaller sacrifice.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Mo Cangli said flatly: "Don't rush out."

"Hmm." Qiao Rulai nodded, opened the ring and slowly sipped the cold drink.The spring breeze blows in, the warm tide, the light blue sky seems to be dyed a faint green by the spring mountains, and in the distance there is a group of geese flying forward in changing formation.They just sat together like this, no one spoke, and Qiao Rulai didn't know if Mo Cangli was the same as herself, looking at the geese who didn't know where they were going.

In the end, it was Mo Cangli who broke the silence first: "I am studying the murals in the temple."

"...For a new novel?"

"It can be said like this." Mo Cangli said calmly, "Just like what you said that day. Mural paintings can become metaphors for stories, which is also the tradition of Buddhist painting. The truly important things are never visible to the naked eye. Just as history can cover up history, and stories can be hidden in stories, so is painting."

Qiaorulai subconsciously clenched the aluminum can in her hand, and the condensation on the wall seeped into the fine lines on her palm: "I didn't expect you to be interested in my inference..."

"No confidence? You are the student of that major, not me."

Qiao Rulai felt that the topic seemed to be slipping in a dangerous direction: "I'm afraid our professional research doesn't support my whimsy."

Mo Cangli sneered: "How do you seek newness if you stick to the old ways?"

The familiar feeling of slap in the face came again.Qiao Tathagata broke out in cold sweat again: "You are right."

Mo Cangli glanced at him, it seemed that there was some deep meaning in it, and it seemed that he just glanced at this immature graduate student.But instead of continuing the conversation, he stood up:

"Let's go. Let's see what Emperor Wen has made of the situation."

It was unexpectedly peaceful outside.Wenhuang and Mingyi were alumni who studied abroad back then, but one focused on microbiology and the other went to clinical studies. When they meet, they need to update the progress of the gossip: how many people have been recruited by such-and-such Da Niu laboratory, how much funding, Yu The National Natural Science Foundation of China has reduced how many older post-doctoral fellows left in tears.