Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

The cramped space was instantly quiet, and only then did the gloomy and coldness of some dolmens appear. The sound of the water moved, and the ripples faded away, as if the tide was low, and it moved towards the back of the coffin.

The stagnant water scattered, exposing the white slate floor of the fish belly, and the corner of the coffin near the coffin flashed, and the water-washed pipe exuded a dark luster. Li Shiyi’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pick him up. Before he straightened up, he heard the inside of the coffin rattle and trembled.

The creaking sound was like cramping and loosening bones, and as violently and rhythmically as pumping water. The youngest Tu, who was wrapping the baby girl in cloth, was terrified. His feet were limp on the ground and could not move, but he saw Li Shiyi’s right hand propped up. , I turned over and sat on the edge of the coffin like a flying swallow, grabbed the pipe and scooped a spoonful of cooked glutinous rice from my pocket, turned my wrists and buckled it, and pressed the glutinous rice with the big fingernails tightly on the woman’s eyebrows. An inch of land.

She pursed her lips and tapped her ring finger with a shake, and the trembling female body stopped immediately and lay silently in the wooden coffin.

After the action was completed, her angular mandible was slightly retracted, and she lifted her body unhurriedly, with her long legs hooked on the edge of the coffin, she racked up the pipe, and slammed twice on the wood neatly.

Too… **** handsome.

Tu Laoyao looked at Li Shiyi’s lifted eyelids and unmoved eyebrows, and glared at Soybean Eyes while holding on to his numb knees.

“Zong, zongzi?” Tu Lao Yao asked cautiously.

Zongzi is a jargon on the road, referring to the body of a corpse.

Li eleven nodded, shook his head again, not wanting to say anything, only pinched the pipe in his hand, leaped down the stone steps, leaned over and picked up the glass lamp, and signaled the youngest Tu Yao to go home.

Tu Laoyao stood up on the ground, hugged the baby girl in his arms, and was about to go up together with Li Eleven.

But the right shoulder was held by a long slender pipe, Tu Yaoyao took a half step back, and saw Li Shiyi looking at him and the baby girl in his arms, and then raised his right eyebrow single-handedly.

The youngest Tu instinctively hugged the baby girl tighter: “No…no?”

He glanced at the pink baby, really reluctant to put his hands down.

Li Shiyi didn’t get angry and laughed instead: “He paid one back, and brought another one. Do you want to enter the palace three times?”

Tu Yaoyao stared and defended: “This is a living doll, how can it be the same?!”

“Alive?” Li Shiyi sneered.

“Alive!” Tu Laoyao sent the baby girl to Li Shiyi. Seeing that she was indifferent, he grabbed her sleeve and pressed her hand to the baby’s chest, applying a little force, “Look, bang bang Bang. You feel the inside of your clothes, it’s warm.”

His voice fits perfectly with the heartbeat of the girl’s heart. Small vibrations came from the palms of Li Shi’s hands, full of vitality as if blood flow, and that vitality was thin and tiny, like an intermittent one. Xiang, with a pitiful weakness.

Li Shiyi saw that the real baby sank his dark pupils that day, looking at her hand for unknown reasons, and breathing shallowly on his fingertips, as warm and lovely as the spring breeze was blowing.

Terrible. Don’t open his eyes, Li Shiyi retracted his hand, seeing the youngest Tu Yao holding a face like a sugar man, pouting and teasing the baby girl.

“If you want to take you, take it.” She dropped a sentence and walked back carrying the lamp.

The youngest Tu Yao suddenly woke up, ran a few steps to block her in front of the stone path, and said, “I will bring it back, it won’t work.”

Li Shiyi quickly flipped through the almanac in his heart, thinking carefully whether he should avoid being nosy today.

The youngest Tu anxiously said: “My mother-in-law was suspicious of me going to the secret door, but this time she came out and brought back a milk doll. Isn’t she going to turn the sky?”

“Your younger siblings have a big belly, and then become annoyed. One corpse has two lives, one corpse and two lives!” Tu’s youngest wrinkled his face and changed his name without a trace.

Li Shixi’s face turned aside, noncommittal.

“Furthermore, your nephew is about to land in a few days. My family is all around. Where can I afford two? Isn’t this a crime!”

Li Shiyi stared at him lazily with eyes like Qingshui.

“The most important thing is that this girl is unknown. If it is a scourge, the trouble will be great. You are the only one who is able to overcome your old spells. Looking horizontally and vertically, this is also a great virtue, and I can’t ask for a burning incense confession.” Tu Lai smiled, sent the baby girl into Li Eleven’s arms, and bowed solemnly. .

Li Shiyi twisted his eyebrows and instinctively stretched out his hand to support it. The baby was soft and waxy and had no weight. It was not much different from the suckling cat she had hugged, but it was warmer than the suckling cat, and it was burning like a charcoal. Her hand.

She quietly moved her finger, and moved her arms upright, not knowing which position to embrace.

Tu Laoyao peeked at her face and saw that she was about to speak, but the baby girl stretched out the big glutinous rice ball fist, softly but accurately grasped Li Shiyi’s tail finger.

Youngest Tu saw the naked goose bumps on Li Shiyi’s ears, which spread quickly on the smooth skin.

He twitched his mouth and smirked to himself, then retracted his neck again. Isn’t a good girl scared of her husband? Lang Bulang didn’t say, Li Shixi was a girl, this was the iron poured into the lock cylinder, and it couldn’t be more real.

Li Shiyi and the baby girl had big eyes and small eyes. After you came and I went two or three times, only then took the soft body back and wrapped it in front of his chest, bowed his head and thought, actually changed his pace and squeezed. Walking deep into the tomb with thin lips.

“Hey, hey!” Tu Yaoyao stumbled behind.

Li Shiyi stood in front of the coffin, placed the baby girl gently on the stone steps, then turned over the cloth pocket, took out a dark red kit, took out a handful of fragrant tobacco from inside, and stuffed it in In the cigarette holder, he wiped the fire with a “click” and lit the tobacco.

“What are you doing?” Tu Yaoyao sat down next to her curiously.

Li Shiyi was silent for a while, seeing the smoke rising crookedly from the pipe, bringing up a clear and mysterious fragrance, and then said: “If you want to take it away, ask her about her origin first.”

“Ask who?” Youngest Tuo had never smelled such a peculiar smell of smoke before, and took a firm sip as he approached.

Li Shiyi put the cigarette right in front of the coffin, his thin eyelids lifted.

“Ask the coffin.”

Youngest Tuo looked at her with serious eyes, and the hairs behind his ears stood up gloomily. For the first time, he felt that his nonsense was quite reasonable. The humble aunt in front of him, I am afraid that the magic is really strong. Knowledgeable and omnipotent.

He stiffened his neck, swallowed and withdrew back without a trace.

The mist was hazy and the water vapor enveloped in front of the years old wood. The mist rose straight up and condensed into a mass in the middle of the sky, as if there was a sly thought, and the enchanting aroma, filled with unknown tonight. The sense of patchwork and distortion.

The sound in the ears was completely hidden, and the five senses were as tightly closed as dominated. Only a cloud of mist staying in the spirit platform, calling the spirits, subverting life and death.

A pair of jade-white hands appeared in the horizontal smoke, slender and soft, coated with a delicate and moist halo, the four fingers squeezed the loose fist, the index finger was bent, and it knocked firmly and gently on the coffin three times.

A soft sound, a heavy sound, and a light touch like a door opening. Knock on the door of the coffin, ask three times, ask about life, then death, and then what is in your mind.

Youngest Tuo stared at her hand and finally realized that there are people like Li Shiyi in the world. With just one hand, you can make all your skin looks and figure countless. The curvature of her wrist and fingers seems to be measured carefully. Qiongye is Muscles and bones are more delicate than the most valuable treasures in the tomb.

He lost his soul in the movement of this hand and listened to Li Shixi in a low voice asking, “Where did he come from?”

Tu Yaoyao’s eyelids twitched, and he clearly saw the coffin above the coffin, and a line of vague little characters appeared like condensation: “Kangxi Fifty-Three Years, Beijing.”

The word appeared extremely slowly, like a young child struggling to remember.

Li Shiyi lowered his eyes and asked, “Where to go?”

The font disappeared in an instant, and the smoke gathered in a twisty manner. After a while, another line of small characters fell from the top: “Wojioshi **** Thirteen Division.”

This time the small print appeared much more quickly, as if picking up the words.

Li Shiyi’s lips twitched faintly, glanced at the baby on the side, and finally asked the question he had in mind: “The baby girl, what is the origin?”

The smoke jumped and flowed as long as the mountains and rivers flowed. The youngest Tu Yao didn’t dare to go out and waited for a long time, only to see a “nine” appearing indiscriminately above it.

“Nine?” Tu Laoyao was stunned, glanced at Li Shiyi’s face, and saw that she thoughtfully pressed the knuckle of her index finger against her lower lip. After ten seconds of silence, Fang Tan picked up the pipe. Shake off the shredded tobacco, took out the silk and wiped it carefully, then retracted it into his pocket and stood up.

She seemed to be very tired, drooping her eyelids, holding the back of her neck with her left hand, and turning her head slowly in a circle. After moving her muscles and bones, she bent over and picked up the yawning baby girl, and kept her feet under her feet. walking back.

Deng Ying dispersed, and the youngest Tu Yao came back to his senses and hurriedly got up to follow. Li Shiyi climbed up the thief hole, holding the baby girl in his left hand, and protecting the top of her head with four fingers.

After being on the ground, only an hour later, Tu Laoyao quietly finished picking up things, and followed Li Shiyi to the city. He had something to ask her, but when he saw that her face was not good, he thought about it, and only picked the most insignificant and the most important sentence.

“Eleven sister.”

Li Shiyi turned his head to look at him.

“You are this.” The youngest Tu Yao said with a thumbs up.

Li Shibai glanced at him and kept walking under his feet. The youngest Tu Yao keenly noticed her slack, so he smiled and circled her: “What is the meaning of this’nine’?”

“do not know.”

“That, that,” Tu Laoyao said a few words, “That”, and suddenly blessed his soul: “Maybe it’s her name.”

He chuckled, and stretched out his hand to tease the baby girl: “You will be called Ah Jiu from now on?”

Li Shiyi’s feet were stagnant, and he stopped looking at him with an unkind expression on his face.

“Wh…what?” Tu Laoyao licked her lower lip and looked at her carefully.

Li Shiyi tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: “I am eleven, she is Jiu.”

“That’s right.” The youngest Tu nodded his head because he didn’t know.

Li Shiyi sneered: “Who is older?”

“Hey,” Tu Younger breathed a sigh of relief. He thought about it in two or two. “That’s called nineteen. Nineteen, nineteen, eleven, doesn’t it sound like a family?”

Li Shiyi’s complexion was slightly awkward, and he walked forward, and listened to the youngest Tu Yaoxu: “I have my first name. What’s the last name? The last name is Li? Li Nineteen?”

“Song.” Li Shiyi could not help but conclude.

“Why?” Tu Yaoyao wondered.

Li Shiyi cast his eyes down at her: “I opened the coffin and gave it away.”

Youngest Tu coughed twice and sniffed. Cheng, grandma said what it was, he stretched his shoulders briskly, and walked forward facing the faint Chaoyang and Li Shiyi’s back.

“Song Nineteen.” He called out with a beaming smile.