Chapter 53: Female Paper Man
Empty night, slightly cool autumn wind.
When he arrived at the door of Liu Xiaoxi's house, Meng Fan realized that Liu Xiaoxi was no longer there.
He smiled faintly and gently walked to the courtyard, gathering his breath and holding his voice, listening to the sounds in her room.
Someone was chatting softly, and vaguely could hear the girl crying, a choked, excited ……
"Been waiting for her yet."
He let out a long breath, his heart inexplicably settled, turned around and wanted to walk away so quietly, but a voice in his head told him that he still had to take a look or he would not be able to see it later.
Meng Fan smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders, unable to resist that voice, because that voice was his own.
He lifted himself up and gently landed on the roof, his head hanging downwards to the eaves like a dexterous bat, his heart thumping in his chest, for the first time experiencing the feeling of being a thief.
Sight through the gap of the window pane looked in, there are two people stood in front of Liu Xiaoxi, thirty-something years old, very young, the man smiled charmingly, the woman smiled beautifully, one of them pulled Xiaoxi's hand, one stroked Xiaoxi's long hair, their eyes flowed with endless love.
Liu Xiao Xi was laughing and crying at the same time, silly and joyful, she drilled into the woman's arms and hugged tightly, rubbing her face like a cat, her beautiful eyes curved into a crescent moon, very pretty …… She looked at the men again, with a happy face, and opened her mouth to say: ''Father, mother, if… . you guys don't leave how good ……"
Hearing this, Meng Fan smiled warmly, gently leapt down from the eaves and walked out of the door, he didn't want to see it anymore, but he was afraid that if he saw too much, he would become sentimental.
Separation of life and death is too much of a heartbreaker, or else it wouldn't have been said, ten years of life and death, not thinking about it, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about bleakness.
Besides, a man, too sentimental is not a good thing.
The mountain is not worried, because of the snow white head;
The water has no worries, because the wind wrinkles.
This world would have had a lot of regrets, such as those who want to get but can not get, get and will lose ……
Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao …… It is fortunate to get it, and it is destiny not to get it!
Liu Xiaoxi has always missed his deceased parents, tonight finally got to see, is fortunate.
However, this meeting is short-lived, and again, it is fate.
Walked to the door, suddenly saw Zhu butcher on the road to send him ribs are still hanging on the fence, surprisingly did not lose, as if picking up the treasure, hehehe smile: "This is my fortunate."
Carrying the ribs, slowly walking towards home, and remembered that person to come, they are of similar age, and together in the village grew up, swam in the creek, pulled out bird's nests in the mountains, but also together to steal the large hairy peaches in the orchard of Xu Mazi, but also together …… encountered a traffic light … …
The past is vivid in his mind, and when the dead people went home one by one, he wondered if that person was also back.
Because there is a promise …… he hasn t fulfilled yet.
Unconsciously arrived at the door of his home, the yard in addition to the pile of corn like a small mountain, is threshing, there is nothing else.
The parents' house is lit up with dim lights, and the sound of parents' voices is faintly drifting out, as if they are in conflict, and the mother is saying: "Qing Shan ah …… you don't always go to other people's homes for dinner, but also to drink other people's wine, as far as your drinking …… is concerned, it will be a shame for the son. The scandal will give the son a disgrace …… you that socializing …… to be less ……"
Although it was an accusation, it sounded warm, and Meng Fan smiled when he heard it.
This kind of peaceful days more would be good, but the village always appear all kinds of strange things, really should do a conclusion, not already know who is behind the ghost.
However, before the conclusion …… or to explore the bottom, in case you can not beat people …… well …… will be finished.
Thoughts in a thousand, is about to cross the door, back to the room to cultivate to go, a hand but suddenly on his shoulder, did not hear breathing, did not hear the sound of footsteps, as if this hand is out of thin air, waiting for him here like, the temperature of the hand is also cold.
Perhaps he was lost in thought, with his cultivation, he should have realized it a long time ago.
He gently turned his head, and his eyes followed the hand …… to the person's face, and then …… he suddenly grinned, "What a dawdler, only coming… …"
The man scratched his head, as he had done in life, and as he had done that dreary afternoon …… drinking together.
"Take a walk together ……."
Meng Fan turned around and lifted his steps toward the outside of the village, and the man followed behind, looking at Meng Fan's back and smiling foolishly.
Arriving outside the village, beside the small road that led out of the village, Meng Fan picked up a pile of firewood, sat down, and built a fire.
The flames jumped, illuminated Meng Fan's face like a crown of jade, is not as green as before, more than a few points of maturity, handsome also revealed a little bit of evil, looks more and more eye-catching, hooking girls is certainly half the effort.
He tore half of the ribs in his hand and handed it to the person beside him, "It has been a long time since I have eaten barbecue meat, together with the addiction, it is a pity …… that there is no wine."
"Who said there is none!"
The man took the ribs, touched in his clothes and felt out a bottle of white wine, showing it off in front of Meng Fan's eyes.
"A dead man, still so greedy for wine, did they put wine in your coffin?"
"It would be nice if that was the case, save me the trouble of going home to get it on purpose."
"Know you are dead?"
"Well, when I went home and saw my parents …… and my own effigy, I remembered."
"That's good, saves me from having to explain it to you."
Meng Fan inserted the ribs on the finger thick tree branch, roasted on the fire, not long after, there is the aroma of roasted meat wafted out, he blew a breath, tore a piece into his mouth, chewed two mouths, cursed: "Scrubbing, didn't put salt …… but the flavor is not bad. "
Cursed and inclined his head and asked the man: "Still looking for someone else no?"
The man giggled, opened the bottle of wine and gulped a mouthful, then handed it to Meng Fan, smacked his lips and said, "There's no one else in the house, so I thought I'd come and see you."
Meng Fan took a sip of the wine, his mouth full of pungent flavor, choking on his tears, and smiled, "I knew you'd come to see me, your female paper figure hasn't burned it for you yet, say it, what kind do you want."
That person is very serious thought, with a hand gesture: "waist to be so thin, chest, it has to be so big …… long well, not to be too beautiful ……"
"Pretty good." Meng Fan joked, "Pretty with only comfortable well!"
"Don't!" The man gave Meng Fan a blank look, "Pretty ones can't be relied on!"
The two people laughed, you a mouthful of my mouthful of wine, see the day is still early, also happens to be Qiankun pendant chaos space prepared a lot of materials, in front of that person's face, tied up the female paper man.
Gentleman heavy promise, to the living is so, to the dead even more so, not to mention together drank wine.
Li Bai also said, three cups spit Ranno, five Yue pour for light it.
"The waist …… is so thin."
"Chest …… so big."
Meng Fan's fingers fluttered, and his skills in tying paper people became more and more pure.
The man gnawed on the roasted meat, squatting next to the curious, as if looking at his own unmarried wife, constantly nodding his head, "Right, right, just like this, or …… a little bit bigger …… a little bit bigger milk enough! "
"So greedy!" Meng Fan laughed and looked at the man, but his hands did not stop, the female paper man slowly became a shape, "Too big, abducted by other ghosts …… can not come to me."
"Hey." That person looked at the female paper person naive smile, surprisingly shy red face, "Tsk, really big!"
Time passes slowly, the waning moon is about to set, the meat has been eaten, the wine is also exhausted, for fear that a paper person can not satisfy him, Meng Fan tied two female paper people, one tall and slender, a certain part is super large, like a queen, while the other's figure is delicate and graceful, very petite, at a glance it is very gentle.
Meng Fan, in front of the man, carefully placed the paper man into the fire and said, "Keep it!"
"Good!" The man was so happy that his mouth couldn't close, and patted Meng Fan's shoulder, "You're buddy enough!"
Seeing the east appeared fish-belly white, the man's complexion finally still dimmed, the tone of voice with sadness, "There is no wish …… I should go."
Meng Fan looked down at the fire, did not look up, waved his hand, "Go, what is missing remember to dream to me."
"OK, don't mind me being annoying ha!" The man was not pretentious, raised his steps to go, seemed to have forgotten something, said, "Meng Fan, you have …… a strange man in your family."
Meng Fan fiddled with the fire, and a little spark flew up, "I know, don't worry."
"Let's go, see you later! Take care!"
The man took a big step and walked towards the deserted mountains, never looking back, and when he walked into the distance, two shadows suddenly appeared beside him, hazy, as if they were two girls, one tall and slender, like a queen, and one luscious and graceful, looking very gentle ……
They will accompany him to drill into an earthen grave, which is destined to be …… very lively in the future!
Only after hearing the footsteps go far away did Meng Fan raise his head, his eyes wet, staring at the person's back, and whispered, "Goodbye, Pillar."
Then he patted the dirt on his body, stretched his body, and lifted his steps toward his home, saying softly, "It's time to meet the …… weirdo at home."