Inscription of Different Cases

Before Han Lang could react, He Yijiu stretched out his hand and yanked the skink, only to hear a "plop" and the skink fell to the ground, then immediately rolled up and got up, glaring at He Yijiu fiercely.

"Who is this ugly thing?" He Yijiu asked.

This time the skink was furious again, with a flick of his tail and a kick of his hind legs, he opened his ferocious mouth and rushed towards He Yijiu's face.Before Han Lang had time to say anything, He Yijiu slapped the skink out, and at the end he shook his hands and muttered, "It's disgusting."

The poor skink was blown to the ground continuously within two days, and the whole demon life was not well.However, he was still very brave in front of strangers, he suddenly turned back into a human body, stood up with his teeth and claws, and he almost shouted: "I'm not afraid of you!"

He Yijiu didn't pay attention to this little goblin at all, turned to Han Lang and said, "Why don't you ask me?"

Han Lang answered smoothly, "Why are you here?"

"You're not at home, I just moved here. Are you going to the capital tomorrow?" He Yijiu asked, fanning aside the skink that came over for the second time, but the other party wanted to come over for the third time, but he directly picked it up Pull up the collar and lift it in the air.

Han Lang hurriedly said, "Don't bully the child."

"This isn't a child, isn't it hundreds of years old?" He Yijiu held the skink by the collar, raised it in front of him and looked.The other party opened his mouth full of teeth again as a threat, He Yijiu frowned, and said again, "Oh, it's so fucking disgusting."

"Hey, I told you not to bully children." Han Lang grabbed the skink and put it back on the ground.The child was still yelling, pointing at He Yijiu and saying, "Bad guy!"

"Where did you get such a troublesome thing?" He Yijiu glanced at the child, his eyes were full of fierce light, which made the child tremble in fright, and then changed back to its original shape and lay on Han Lang's back, shrinking its head like a turtle I dare not move.

Han Lang shivered again from his icy body, and said, "The family at the opposite door raises it."

"I am not raised by him! I want to eat him!"

"It's all messed up," He Yijiu sneered, and raised his hand to pull the skink out, "Don't crawl on people, how old are you, you can't even stand up yourself!

The provocative method really worked for children, Shi Longzi angrily stood beside him, glaring at He Yijiu.Seeing this, Han Lang hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Okay, okay, why did you move here all of a sudden?"

"Come here if you want," He Yijiu didn't care, "Well, I see you and that brat still have something to do, and he screamed when he saw me. Annoyed, I'll go in and wait for you."

Han Lang hummed, and felt He Yijiu's palm wipe the back of his neck. Just as he was about to turn around and complain, the other party had already returned to the room gracefully.Speaking of which, how did this person get in?He obviously locked the door.Thinking of this, Han Lang glanced at the copper lock at the door, it was intact, but for He Yijiu's line of work, it's not difficult to find someone who can pick the lock.

Really... He shook his head, feeling angry and helpless.

"Your friend doesn't have any clues yet?" He turned to Skink, squatted down so that their eyes were parallel, "I have asked someone to find out if there is a powerful celestial master in the town, and there will be a solution."

Skink hummed aggrievedly, and suddenly stretched out two short arms to hug Han Lang's arm: "Can I stay with you for a while?"

"I?"

"Ah."

Han Lang couldn't help but smile: "Isn't it good to live in the opposite door?"

Skink looked at him pitifully with blinking eyes, Han Lang suddenly found that he was not grinning, especially when he didn't show those terrifying teeth, he was still kind of cute.

"I want to eat his." Skink pouted and glared at the door, then turned to look at Han Lang beggingly, "I'll just stay for a while, and I'll leave when it gets dark."

"Okay, okay," Han Lang really had nothing to do with him, "In my house, you must obey the rules and don't bite anyone."

"it is good."

As soon as the words were finished, the skink turned back into his original body, and fled to his house, lying on his stomach on the beam of his house.He seems to like cramped and damp places rather than crowds.Han Lang looked at him dumbfounded, opened the door and walked in.He Yijiu had almost packed his things and was looking back and forth at Han Lang's house.

"Your place is not bad," he said while strolling, "Is it an old house?"

Han Lang nodded.He has lived in this house since he was a child. His father is more or less a literati, and he likes to buy some elegant things, so although the connected rooms are small, they are very delicate.The place where He Yijiu is standing now is next to two carved wooden cabinets, and there is also a copper incense burner inside.Although the gemstones inlaid on it were covered with a layer of dust, and there were a few scratches on the body of the pot, the whole incense burner still looked unique, enough to show the unique taste of the former owner.

He Yijiu picked it up and played with it, and when he lifted the lid of the pot, he could still smell a faint fragrance left over from the past.

"Isn't this something from the Central Plains?" He asked Han Lang.

Han Lang shook his head: "I don't quite understand. After my father passed away, this thing hasn't been used for a long time."

He Yijiu responded and looked elsewhere.Han Lang took him around. Although the room was small, it had everything he needed.At the back of the front hall is the patio, which is only about five feet wide, and there is a celadon water tank for fish farming.Han Lang scratched his head and said that he hadn't paid attention to the things here for a long time, the fish had died long ago, and the water tank was empty.

After finishing speaking, he looked down and met a pair of big eyes.He coughed dryly, and raised the skink again, "Why are you here again?"

"It's comfortable here." Skink broke free from his hand, and rushed back.

He Yijiu chuckled: "Just let him live, find a cover to cover it, and use it as a pickle."

Han Lang lived in the east wing, and he packed up the west wing in the past few days, intending to let He Yijiu live there.He Yijiu went in for a visit, and there was only a small square table, a bed, and three hardwood chairs inside.Han Lang said that he really didn't have anything to arrange, and some things might be repurchased later, but He Yijiu was very satisfied, and kept saying that the place he lived in was like a doghouse.

"How do you calculate the rent?" After he came out, he asked Han Lang.

"No need," Han Lang frowned in distress, "It's just a favor among friends. I've lived alone for more than ten years, and I'm quite lonely."

"You really don't need it? Well then," He Yijiu smiled heartily, stretched out his arm and put it on Han Lang's shoulder, "Then I'll take care of your three meals a day, okay?"

"Okay," Han Lang replied cheerfully, "By the way, there are quite a lot of neighbors here, and they all know me. Your friends come as often as you can, it's not good."

He Yijiu understood what he meant: "Don't worry, I have warned them already."

It was dark now, but He Yijiu had just moved here, so he was in a good mood.He took out a jug of wine from his luggage, pulled Han Lang to sit on the stone steps beside the patio, and drank each other glass by glass.Han Lang said that he was going to the capital tomorrow, so it's better to drink less.But He Yijiu patted him on the shoulder with a smile, smoothed out the broken hair on his ears, and said, "This is all rice wine, similar to white water, not on the head."

There are more and more intimate actions between the two, Han Lang sometimes feels awkward, but most of the time he ignores it.

"By the way," He Yijiu suddenly said as if remembering something, "Why are you going to the capital?"

Han Lang said the matter.

He Yijiu sneered: "What do you want to give away?"

"It's just a calligraphy and painting." Han Lang shook his head and smiled wryly. "In fact, County Magistrate Qian has been trying to curry favor with Mr. Yan for a long time. Everyone in the county government knows."

"He is really good at calling people, and he insists on pulling you in. You remember to go early and return early, and don't get too involved in the affairs of that group of people."

"I know."

"Aren't you going to help me find the ermine?" Suddenly a voice interposed between the two of them, Han Lang looked up, and there was a flat and wide body hanging from the eaves of the moonlight, shaking like a ripe gourd In a flash, he suddenly fell in front of the two with a thud.

"Look, of course." Han Lang lifted the skink and put it on his lap, "I have ordered people to look for the celestial master you mentioned, and now I have to wait for them to bring back news."

Skink let out an oh, turned his head and found that He Yijiu was looking at him, and immediately began to threaten him again with grinning teeth.Han Lang flattened him with one palm, squeezed his cold paws, and said, "Don't make trouble."

The two chatted for a while, and Skink lay on his lap to watch.Because of the long body, the whole tail hangs on the ground. From a distance, it looks like Han Lang has put a colorful blanket on his lap.After a while, Skink couldn't be idle anymore, rolled over and asked, "Do you have any candy at home?"

"The opposite door is selling sugar."

"I don't want to go to him, he bullies me."

He Yijiu glared at him: "You think I won't bully you anymore?"

Skink wanted to bark his teeth again, Han Lang hurriedly pressed his mouth.The three of them were making a fuss, when the skink suddenly broke free from Han Lang's restraint and jumped up, stretching his neck towards the gate, hesitated a few times in the dark brown letter, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Ruan is here! "

"Who?"

Skink didn't care about talking, so he scurried out.Han Lang and He Yijiu looked at each other in blank dismay.When the two followed outside the door one after the other, they happened to see the door of Lin Xiaosheng's house open, a man dressed as a farmer was coming out, and Lin Xiaosheng was standing further inside, with a somewhat impatient look on his face .

"I told you not to come to me anymore," Lin Xiaosheng said. There were two baskets piled up at his feet, which seemed to be full of game. "Don't keep bringing things here, I don't owe you anything."

The four looked at each other and were all stunned.At this time, the skink suddenly jumped onto the farmer's shoulder with a look of joy.Seeing this, Lin Xiaosheng clicked his tongue, and said again: "It's just right, you take him back, so that he won't be a nuisance to me all the time."

"Xiaosheng, this is...?" Han Lang looked at the man in confusion.It was the first time he saw someone coming to Lin Xiaosheng, and he could talk for so long.Through the hazy moonlight, he recognized a man in his thirties, with a tough appearance, but a gentle gaze.Now this gentle gaze has been focusing on Lin Xiaosheng, no matter whether the other party is willing to pay attention to him or not, this man is silently looking at him.

Lin Xiaosheng did not introduce the other party, but the man looked at Han Lang politely and nodded politely.Han Lang hurriedly returned the salute, but the man still didn't open his mouth. Han Lang was puzzled when he saw the man pointing to his throat apologetically, and then made a "no" gesture.

Ah... so I can't speak.

Seeing the delicate relationship between the two opposite, Han Lang and He Yijiu both seemed a little embarrassed, wondering if they should get away.At this time Lin Xiaosheng sighed slightly, pointed to the strange man and said to Han Lang: "I know him, Ruan Ping."

Is this the Big Brother Ruan that Skink said?Han Lang thought to himself, looking at their awkward appearance, there seems to be a long story in it.But if others don't want to say it, it's better for him not to interfere.Thinking of this, Han Lang nodded, and simply said good-bye to the man.

It was weird enough to stand at the door like this. Seeing that Ruan Ping was leaving with the skink, Han Lang dragged He Yijiu back to the house.But he was very curious, and he couldn't help but glance at the window after entering.Lin Xiaosheng still walked forward and talked to Ruan Ping for a while, and the other party responded with gestures.The two of them didn't look as embarrassed as before. It seems that it was because of the presence of outsiders...?

Han Lang felt that he seemed to have discovered some unknown secret of Lin Xiaosheng.

"Come on, don't look at it," He Yijiu wiped his hair and pulled him aside, "Don't you have to go out tomorrow, go to bed early."

Han Lang nodded and went to pack his bags.Not long after, he suddenly remembered something, called He Yijiu who was leaning on the patio to drink by himself, and asked, "I left a box of tea with you last time, did you see it?"

"Tea, what tea?" He Yijiu looked confused.

"Yao Xinlian sent it to someone. It's a wooden box." Han Lang gestured, "It's so big."

"Oh, I didn't see it," He Yijiu scratched his hair, his eyes slightly dodged, "Sorry, maybe one of my subordinates walked by me, I'll ask another day. Are you in a hurry?"

"It's not too anxious, it's okay."

After a lot of tossing, Han Lang was also tired. Seeing that it was getting late outside, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly felt that the bed sank, and a huge body pressed up, squeezing him to the side.

Immediately, bad associations floated in his mind. After all, with his physique, ghosts were inevitable, and he thought that something was haunting him again.As soon as he opened his eyes, he was about to touch the talisman on the bedside, but found that the person who came was He Yijiu.

The other party's breathing was long and long, as if he had fallen asleep after lying down.Han Lang pushed him twice, and he moved a few inches to the edge of the bed, but he couldn't go down.A strong smell of alcohol came over my face, how much did this guy drink after I went to clean up?Han Lang was helpless, the East Wing and the West Wing looked pretty much the same, it's possible that the person who came back for the first time went in the wrong direction, let alone a drunk?

Forget it, I have to get up early tomorrow, and the bed is spacious anyway, so one more bed should be one more.Han Lang closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when he was sleeping comfortably, He Yijiu put an arm on him and stuffed him into his arms, without him noticing.