Death Spell

Chapter 47

As soon as the next day dawned, everyone packed up and set off.

Le Wenyao didn't want to follow her strictly, after all, her current physical condition is not suitable for going there, and Le Shi can't be left alone.

No matter how many worries and worries Yan Su has, she still knows what the current crisis Lejia is facing.In order to occupy Le's technology shares, those close relatives of Le's have done everything they can to hide their positions.So she had to stay and deal with the aftermath.

At the same time, the four brothers of the Fang family were also arranged to follow.

Because of Le Wenyao's grandfather, Le Wenyao didn't know the family history until she was 25 years old, but before that, the Le family, including the other three surnames in the Zeng family.

Yan, Fang, Li.

They are still working on the previous work, tomb robbery.

Moreover, the Fang family is directly managed by the Yan family, and these four brothers have rich experience in this area.Originally, Le Wenyao was suggested to learn and communicate with them.

But Le Wenyao's temper is unpredictable, she has always been eager to learn, but on this matter, she refuses to ask her family members for advice.

However, these four people, in the eyes of Tang and Song Dynasties, are somewhat different from ordinary people.

There is a hostility in the eyes that ordinary people don't have.

Also because of Lejia's relationship, Tang Song experienced a private jet, and Anya specially handed Tang Song a bag of brown-colored things on the plane.

Seeing that Tang Song was puzzled, Anya smiled and said, "The medicine can't be broken. It's not convenient for you to take it with you when you leave these days. I've already divided it into bags."

"Actually, my health is much better." Although he said so, he still poured the medicine sealed in the plastic bag into a cup and drank it.

"I know, but the course of treatment is like this, you have to listen to the doctor, huh?" Anya turned and left after speaking.

Tang Song: "..."

It was only two o'clock in the afternoon when the group arrived at Qingzhou Airport, and the sky was gray, as if it had just rained heavily before.

Although the air is fresh, it is also slightly cool.Fang Yun, the boss of the Fang family, took the third brother Fanglong to get the car first, and the second brother Fang Xing and the old Si Fangye were responsible for getting the equipment.

The four brothers cooperated very well and didn't talk much. They flew all the way for more than three hours, and the four of them didn't say more than three sentences in total, which made Wang Tu feel depressed all the way.

After all, he couldn't talk about women's topics, and the four men didn't talk at all.

Eight people and two cars drove down Qingzhou Mountain. When they arrived at the county town, they found that it was already raining lightly. The whole city was gloomy, and the rain was still getting stronger.

It’s just that the buildings in Shaolong County still retain the local characteristics. However, due to changes in the times, the east of the city is the ancient city, and the west is the new city. Two cars drive in from the new city, park the SUV at the designated parking spot, and get off every Individuals carry backpacks and open umbrellas and walk into the ancient city.

In the middle of the two cities is the "Liu Dai River", which circles Qingzhou Mountain and looks like a silver dragon from above.

Now the dark clouds are shrouded, and the ancient city is covered with thin rain, and there is a dim and hazy scene everywhere, but it is the peak tourist season, even so... If you look around, you will see many people walking on both sides with children, and the locals also They will take out local specialties and set up stalls.

It is precisely because the sky is too dark that the characteristic lights in the ancient city are lit up early in the evening. Against the background of rain and fog, they are like dim yellow lanterns with ancient flavors, floating on both sides of the Liudai River. floated.

Due to the commercialized business model, even if it looks like this, it has actually changed to varying degrees, and the simple feeling is a little less.But now the sky is dark, and those blemishes are also shrouded by the fog and rain of the ancient city. The river surface, the lights and the rainy scenery merge together, and the black fog is dotted with a little halo.

From the perspective of Tang and Song Dynasties, there are tourists walking with umbrellas on the uneven road from time to time, showing a kind of cosiness and leisure that is completely different from that of big cities.If she didn't have something to do, she really wanted to...stay here for a few days and relax.

In the hazy and floating lights all over the city, all the tiredness seems to be washed away by the smoke and rain and the lights.Even Le Wenyao, who doesn't often appear in tourist attractions, has eased her pace in this scene.

Several people walked across the Qikong Stone Bridge and crossed the Liudai River.

Even though it’s raining, there are still a lot of people on the other side. It’s time for dinner soon, and the specialty restaurants and restaurants, large and small, have long been crowded with tourists. Qingzhou’s special delicacies willow fish tofu, fish meatballs, and you can smell it from afar. The incomparably stinky smell of the stinky tofu unscrupulously spread throughout the wide streets and narrow alleys along the river bank.

It’s just that the rain is getting heavier, ruthlessly extinguishing tourists’ interest in wandering around the ancient city. Some tourists are holding umbrellas one by one and rushing through the ancient city’s Dengying Mimeng street. Hotel inn.

But there is still some distance from the inn they booked.

"Miss, it's raining too much, be careful of catching a cold if you get wet for a long time." After a few people walked along a narrow alley for a long time, Fang Yun, who had been silent all this time, spoke to Le Wenyao.

Coming here on this trip is not just about walking acupuncture points, what Yan Su explained is that the eldest lady should be cautious in all her daily life.The implication of Fang Yun's words was obvious, he wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible, for fear that Le Wenyao would suffer in this storm.

Le Wenyao frowned and didn't make a statement.

She was indeed uncomfortable from the rain, the ground was dirty and messy, and she was still hungry, but she had a stubborn temper, and naturally she would not complain when she saw that the forensic doctor sister did not complain.

Restraining cleanliness is the most important thing!

Anya raised the edge of the umbrella a little higher, and looked at the sky in the distance. It might rain all night, and she knew Le Wenyao's temper, so she said in a low voice, "Let's find a place to stay and eat first, by the way. Ask for clues."

"Yeah, I'm really tired after walking for so long." Tang Song answered.

Fang Yun saw that Anya and Tang Song had both spoken, and Le Wenyao seemed to be a bit relieved.Continued: "Our brothers have been here before, and the restaurants in the street in front are all good, just choose one if the young lady likes it."

Anya knew that this was Fang Yun's temporary arrangement for Le Wenyao's sake, so she nodded: "Then let's go there to eat, and we'll talk about it later."

The eight people continued to walk forward, passing a corner, Tang Song glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a person squatting under the eaves, as if picking up something.

The figure didn't hold an umbrella, and the white hair on the temples and the wrinkles on his face showed that he was at least eighty years old.She was wearing very old-fashioned clothes, and her feet were wearing a pair of white-soled cloth shoes, which had been soaked by the rain and were shivering.

Tang Song couldn't see what the old man was picking up, so he naturally left the team and walked towards the figure, only to find that the things the old man picked up were homemade flower strings.

Anya also stopped and looked at Tang Song.

In the eyes of Tang and Song Dynasties, these things can no longer be used when they encounter water, and no one will even buy them. Why are they so important to the elderly?

"Old man, these things are broken and can't be sold anymore. It's raining so hard, go home soon." Tang Song's voice was gentle and pleasant, and he leaned over to hold an umbrella for the old man.

The old man looked up at her, grinning, shook his head and said, "This is a bracelet made by my wife, I have to take it back if it is not sold out, otherwise I will be nagged."

These words seem ordinary, but they make Tang and Song feel warm. They are really happy to be able to keep promises and cuddle with each other at such an old age.

He whispered: "How much are these things? How do you sell them?"

"Three dollars a bunch."

All of these add up to less than 50 yuan, but it may be the meal money of the elderly for a day.

"Then don't pick it up. Although this bracelet is wet, it is very beautiful. I like it very much. Can I buy it all?" Tang Song said, reaching out to pick it up.

She almost put her umbrella on the old man's side, but it didn't rain on her. She raised her eyebrows and saw that Anya was standing behind her.

"I'll help you." Anya didn't ask the reason, the rain and mist swirled around, covering up the growing smile in her eyes.

Holding an umbrella for Tang and Song with one hand, and picking up flower strings on the ground with the other.

The old man was naturally overjoyed when he heard it, and nodded repeatedly: "Everyone likes the bracelets made by my wife, girl, you really know the goods."

Tang Song just smiled and said nothing, looked at the sixteen strings in his hand and Anya's hand, took out 50 yuan from his body and handed it to him, and said: "This money is just right, go back quickly, it's getting dark , your wife is definitely waiting for you to go back for dinner."

When the old man heard this, he took the money and took out two one-yuan coins from his body and handed them to Tang Song, saying: "Do you think I am confused because I am old? Sixteen flower strings, three yuan each, a total of 48 yuan." money."

Tang Song: "..."

"If this is not good enough, my wife will scold me." He carefully put the 50 yuan on his body, took out a bag and handed the flower strings to Tang Song, and then turned to leave.

Just as Tang Song was about to give him the umbrella, he saw a hunchbacked old lady standing not far ahead, holding an umbrella in her hand, walking slowly towards the old man.

"It's raining, why is it so late?" The tone sounded impatient to outsiders, but it was so warm to the elderly.

"All the flower strings you made are sold, business is good, so it's a bit late..."

"Sold them all? Let me say that my handicraft has not regressed. You still don't believe me."

"I believe it, I believe it."

Tang Song stood where he was, watching the two figures walking in the mist and rain, feeling a little sad in his heart, which was full of happiness.

The happiness of holding hands and growing old together.

"It may not be fair for someone to wait for you unconditionally in this world, but for the person who is waiting for you, it is a kind of luck and happiness." Tang Song's words were very light, and the corners of his mouth curled up in confusion.

Anya stood aside holding an umbrella, held Tang Song's hand, and said with a smile, "Then hurry up. I won't keep them waiting."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows and looked at Anya beside him, with a smile in her beautiful and deep eyes.

Nodded: "Yeah."