Cultivation of cute calamus girls

The sago dew in the noodles is so delicious that it flies up. Why didn't I find it when I came to look for it. "

The Northeast fellow stopped his hands, shook his head and looked regretful: "Sister, you don't know, originally there was a snack street in front of our building, called Jiqing Street, which has a history of several decades. We I usually eat on this street. Unexpectedly, in October last year, a fire broke out suddenly. No other place was burned, and the row of old houses was burned down. No one ran out."

Several other girls also joined in, complaining about the lack of food, Ye Songtong stopped screaming, and asked, "So strange? Did the firefighters come to put out the fire in time?"

The girl who gave Ye Songtong a massage heard this, and began to pour out all the gossip she knew: "I heard from the old resident next door, Xu Bo, that this is artificial arson. This is an old house, wooden There are many structures, but it is so damp, it is impossible to lose everything, someone put combustibles."

Another girl agreed with this statement: "It must be man-made. The fire started for 10 minutes and the firefighters didn't arrive. By the time they arrived late, the fire was almost gone. The firefighters also said that the road was too narrow. I can’t drive in. In November, I still remember that many locals in Kowloon protested and dismissed the senior officials of the Fire Department. They are really full and have nothing to do, and these people don’t make any money.”

"Okay, okay, you guys are always talking about gossip, what does it matter to us, there must be someone manipulating behind it, think about it, just over a month has passed, this land is immediately put up for public auction, it seems to be called a family The gangsters took it."

"Sister Tingting, you also told us not to gossip, don't you too, haha."

The few people stopped talking and started massaging again, Ye Songtong frowned, these are all useless information, which is almost in line with what they speculated.

"Hey, it's a pity that I didn't eat the sago. Hey, Han Meimei, do you want us to visit the burned street at night?" The Queen turned her head and asked Ye Songtong.

Ye Songtong really wanted to cover her face, what kind of bloody name was that, she rolled her eyes and counterattacked: "Okay, Zhu Chunhua, let's see tonight."

Girl Xing Xing couldn't hold back her puff, and the girl who was massaging her stopped her hands: "Sisters, listen to my sister's advice, don't go there!"

Finally getting to the point, Tutu asked knowingly, "Why? There are so many of us, just to see."

"My fellow, it's haunted there!"

The girls all agreed: "That's right, don't go, many people went in and disappeared! The little flower downstairs and his man went there to save money to do that kind of thing, and never came out again. Sometimes when we got off work late, we all heard crying inside, saying it was miserable."

"Wow! It's so scary, when did it start to be haunted!"

"When, let me think about it, it seems that someone spread it after it was burned. It's very evil! Don't believe it, you really heard crying."

Ye Fengwei nodded: "Of course, we believe it, but are there still many young people like us who just don't believe it and come to the evil?"

"There are a lot of people coming here recently. There are engineering teams and the government, but there are no people after ninety o'clock in the evening. After all, it is haunted, and young people are not stupid."

After leaving the Tingting Massage Shop, the queen looked at her watch: "It's past ten o'clock, so I have to wait. The 24-hour convenience store is closed. I thought the nightlife in Kowloon just started."

Ye Songtong flashed in front of her eyes: "My fellow, you are haunted, young man, you are not stupid!"

The few people were so teased that they couldn't help laughing, and the Queen finally stopped laughing: "I've always been worried that someone was making trouble when we went in. It seems that the mastermind behind the arson thought that the old man would not be able to handle it. Well, ah, my little Wang should be here soon."

"Hey? You let your husky run over by itself, so that it won't get lost and be caught by others to eat dog meat hot pot."

After Ye Songtong finished speaking, Ye Fengwei grabbed his neck: "You are the husky, your whole family are huskies, by the way, why didn't you bring your calamus essence here this time."

"Her, what, isn't it April? There was heating in the dormitory a while ago, and it was very hot. Isn't it blooming now? Don't move around during the blooming period. It's the same as menstruation. So she kept it in the dormitory to bloom."

Weixi smiled and pinched Ye Songtong's waist and twisted: "Okay, blooming, you can't do without blooming if you go back to fight!"

Ye Fengwei was dubious, and patted Ye Songtong on the shoulder: "Then do you need to fertilize, nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium? Oh, why are you smiling so awkwardly and sweating?"

Tu Tu helped her out: "Look, a dog is galloping over."

"I said it's not a dog anymore..."

69. On Elm Street, as in the past

At twelve o'clock, a street of fierce ghosts should have been formed, but a few people turned around several times and still haven't entered. There are no other reasons, only one, that is, they can't get in. It turns out that the place is not surrounded by simple plastic sheets. , but stood up with a disposable plastic board, more than two meters high, so several people didn't go in after struggling for a long time, finally Ye Fengwei impatiently pulled out her half-meter big knife, cut out a human shape, calmly walked in.

Walking inside, the lights of Jiqing Street are flickering, and the voices are full of people. It is the bustling time, but there is no sound or light from the outside. It seems to step into a world of a different dimension.

There was a handsome man holding a guitar and singing at the entrance of the street. There was a lot of money in the piano case. Several people surrounded him. The man nodded and changed to a love song.

"Hey~ I really miss you~ Now it's raining again outside the window~" The voice is clean and refreshing, and the singing is very flavorful, making people unable to help but be intoxicated by it.

After a song ended, Ye Fengwei took out a stack of yellow paper money from his pocket and put it in. The man was a little embarrassed, but he still asked in a good-tempered manner: "Miss, what do you mean?"

Ye Fengwei sighed and did not answer, turned to Ye Songtong and said, "What I didn't expect is that the situation here is not the same, they seem to think that they are still alive."

The man became a little impatient now: "What do you tourists mean, what are you talking about alive and dead, are you playing with me? Although I am just a piano player, I also have a temper."

Ye Fengwei shook his head: "You sing very well, but there is no chance to sing again."

Xiao Wang bit the singing man's back from behind, and the other four stood in a circle to surround the place, Ye Fengwei pulled out the half-meter knife and stabbed him into the body: "You, remember? "

The man fell on his back: "I, I'm already dead."

In this way, the man disappeared even with the guitar and the money, and then turned to face the busy street, nothing unusual.

Xing Xingzi pointed to a store without a brand, and the simple cart was still steaming at the door: "Is that the so-called century-old dessert shop?"

Tutu clapped her hands happily after hearing this: "Try to go."

Weixi grabbed the excited little fox: "You, you will be game over after eating the food here, you don't remember what I said, this place is fake and real, your consciousness thinks it is..."

Before Tutu finished explaining, she had rushed to the door of the dessert shop. The boss said something in Cantonese with a smile, but Tutu froze there, unable to understand.

Ye Songtong dragged the little fox to his side: "Old man, we are tourists from the mainland, I mean, you can directly serve us what is on the sign."

Ye Fengwei was speechless: "You are still in the mood to order dessert."

"What's the matter, ah, this, durian pancake, almond tofu, cotton ice looks good, five more egg tarts, red bean double skin milk, sugar water per person, that's all."

The old man quickly served desserts for the girls. I have to say that they looked really good and could smell sweet. Everyone stared at them and no one dared to eat them. Ye Songtong expressed regret and took out the desserts. The phone took a picture, but I don’t know what the phone took the next day...

The old man sat next to them and looked at them with a smile, and kindly asked them why they didn't eat in Cantonese. Ye Songtong smiled and asked the old man, "Why are you the only one in the shop?"

"The children all go to work, but my youngest son will come back to help me after graduation. He is now in college in SZ. He is very promising and his grades are very good, but he has stopped calling me recently. Business is not good these days. , No one came, so some homeless people came, and I kindly gave them food."

While Ye Songtong was chatting with the old man, the others hurriedly disposed of all the desserts and threw them into the bag. When they turned around, they looked like they had eaten everything, and they even nodded pretendingly that it was delicious.

The old man was very happy, and he turned around and went back to the kitchen to bring them rice balls made of wine. The Xingxing girl leaned on her chin: "You say, the situation here seems like everyone is living in a photo, or in a movie."

"Wow, Hong Kong movies are good. I like watching "Infernal Affairs." Weixi clapped her hands happily.

"Whatever, let's rock paper scissors. Whoever loses will tell the old man that he has passed away. I can't bear it. By the way, I will pay rock." Ye Songtong suggested.

Ye Songtong walked into the kitchen with a sad face. They were all scheming girls, and they all turned out stones.

The old man wondered why Ye Songtong came into the kitchen, thought he was here to help, and kindly pushed her back to sit and wait, Ye Songtong lowered his head sadly: "Old man, are there many people who want you to move out of here? "

The old man's gentle face immediately became tense: "Are you from Rongfa Company?"