Chapter 4 Dust Net, Dust Fate

Because you are a Chinese wise ghost

When did Susu become mine? I really admire this young lady in Shanghai. A woman has three tricks, crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. She only knows the last axe!

I comforted her with kind words. I carefully picked up the only four remaining pages in the scroll from the old kang and put them in my pocket of the windbreaker.

Because this thing is special in paper and is a bit like the ancient fire cloth, it has resisted it for six or seventy years in this inconspicuous corner, and it can still be retained to this level.

Unfortunately, those that are pasted into the wallpaper. Even if I can demolish the house and make them out, the patterns on them must have turned into yellow mud.

Looking at Manman with a little face tense beside me, I pretended to be gloomy. For some reason, I felt a faint sadness in my heart that was indescribable.

This girl’s most beautiful 28 years was ruthlessly destroyed by mysterious fate. From today on, what kind of compensation will fate give her?

When we arrived at the hotel, a group of people were already standing at the door ready to go

The mountain roads on Bailixia are not easy to walk on. I am really confused today. I am really afraid of falling down from the wooden ladder in the mountains. So I scratched my head and asked everyone for a good time, saying that I would have a good rest in the room.

The fat man naturally teased me a few words, and Su Su also avoided my gaze as usual

My face was pale and my dark circles were definitely not pretending. Seeing that I was dying, everyone agreed to my request with some ambiguous eyes.

So I dragged my tired body back to the room

I lit a cigarette, and I leaned on the pillow and looked at the remaining page for a while. After confirming the track of the ink line on it again, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my crotch.

Alas, I forgot that I went to bed last night and didn't even take off my outer pants. Some of the souvenirs left by Manman in my crotch yesterday were stimulating my sensitive skin.

I had no choice but to reluctantly get up from the bed and run to the bathroom that is even simpler than my broken apartment in Tokyo... But when I came out, I remembered one thing: I didn't bring my changing lingerie!

Damn, I...

Surrounding the bath towel, I couldn't help but see Hong Xiguan (played by Jet Li) who I saw when I was a child.

In the movie, Hong Xiguan's son didn't wear pants. Hong Xiguan took off his underwear and handed it to his son.

Hong Xiguaner: Dad, then what are you wearing?

Hong Xiguan: This is cooler

I am a well-known man, but my martial arts are not as good as Hong Xiguan, but my spirit must not be lost to him!

Isn’t it just blowing the cold wind in the mountains in November in the north, and is you still afraid that your penis will freeze?

So, I secretly stuffed Manman's souvenir into the pocket behind my pants, put it on my pants, just cool it down, anyway, I'll go back in the afternoon!

However, it was really a bit chilly... and a little swaying... Fuck it, don't worry...

Time flies, and it's noon. I have a meal with my boss. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, our classmate tour group returned to the hotel on time.

After more than 6,000 steps up and down, everyone's spirits were also a little depressed. It was already evening when they drove back to Beijing by car.

After getting off the car, my crotch was still very cool

I took out my cell phone and saw that Yan Yatou sent me a message at some point: Senior, after visiting the Old Summer Palace, we went directly to the babyfaCe in the zoo to dance! If you come back tonight, you can come to us!

Damn, this little girl doesn’t regard Jianci’s money as money. I’m really an insult. Why did she find such a spendthrift girl as a tour guide?

But now that things have come to this point, there are no insults afterwards. Seeing everyone dragging big bags to go back to the hotel, I quickly called Susu: Susu, what activities do we have tomorrow?

When Susu heard me call her, her body trembled like a weak willow in March. She didn't look back. She just turned her head and asked a little embarrassedly: Jin... Jinfeng, everyone will be free to move tomorrow... You can go with your Fusang friend.

Although I knew that Su Su would never flirt with me under such circumstances, but no matter how I heard it, I felt a little ambiguous in my tone. I lifted my belt and said: How can that be? I finally saw you...

you……

When Susu heard this, she seemed to be confused. She stomped her flat shoes and said softly: Jinfeng, I won’t tell you anymore...I’m going back to the room

At this time, Manman suddenly ran over, grabbed Susu and said a few words in his ear.

Su Su began to frown, but probably Manman took out her three axes to threaten it, until Su Su blushed and nodded reluctantly.

Tsk, what she wants to do...

Before my brain could be started, Manman jumped to me in three steps, sticking his chin and asked fiercely: Stinky man, where are you going tonight!

...I may go to a nightclub to find my Fusang friend

Take me to dance

That's it...

Do you bring it with you? Don't bring it, be careful of me...

OK, I will bring you, I will bring you...

When it was almost dark every day, someone saw a girl wearing a leather jacket and a stubborn look on her face, pulling a lazy man with a helpless look on her face and trying hard to stop the car unscrupulously during the time when her brothers hand over their shifts...

Stinky man, I'll tell you, I'll fly back to apply for a visa tomorrow, okay?

Half an hour later, because I couldn't call the car, and my lower body was in a relatively cool state, I had to give up the idea of ​​killing directly towards babyfaee, took Manman's hand, and slowly headed towards the Friendship Hotel.

When I pulled her to the old house in the morning, Manman didn't break free from my hand. At this moment, I had a deeper understanding of her soft fingertips.

This twin is really a typical oriental style. Not only is the appearance clear and beautiful, but the hand shape is so slim.

But whenever my fingers gently brushed across the back of her hand, the rope master's professional good touch can always feel the scratch marks on the back of her hand.

This gently caresses her and carves the tenderness of painful memories. My mind always sees her hysterical sad smile on my rope last night.

Maybe there are some similarities between me and them. I always hide some things in my heart and smile in front of others. So when I think of them enduring it for so many years, an indescribable pity will arise in my heart.

I heard Manman ask so clearly that I could not do anything other than nodding to her.

The Friendship Hotel and the school guesthouse were separated by two streets. We swayed and arrived in half an hour.

Since my room card was left for Masako the day before yesterday, I had to go to the service desk to find someone to help me open the door. The first thing I did when I entered the door was to rummage through the suitcase and find a pair of underwear, rush into the bathroom to change it.

I immediately felt a little comfortable when I put on the close-fitting protective layer that I hadn't seen for a long time

While stretching my waist, I walked out of the bathroom. I saw Manman take out a pack of potato chips from the pile of snacks that Yan Yatou had squandered a bunch of snacks two days ago. She was sitting on the bed. She was whistling, and she couldn't help but frown.

Maybe she was hungry even after climbing the mountain in the afternoon

Su Qingman just got rid of self-enclosure, and he looked like a child no matter how he looked at some movements.

At this moment, because the heating in the room was dry and hot, Xiao Duzi zipped the collar of the leather jacket by himself. From my perspective, he could vaguely see the silk bra that seemed familiar last night.

I said, why does this kid not even wear underwear in the middle of winter and just wear a bra?

Thinking of this, I walked up and squatted in front of her and asked: Manman, are you cold and cold when you wear it like this?

I'm cold, my sister is cold, too

While eating potato chips, Manman pressed her eyes embroidered with clear water and light ink and looked at me. I used to wear this to freeze her so I'll wear it. Then you can accompany me to buy clothes later. Ah, a stinky man?

Well……

If this continues, Masako will be snatched away by this little hoof

Masako's jealous eyes are still very capable of killing people!

Thinking of this, I felt three drops of sweat coming out of my head, and I bent down and pressed her knees and said: You are not going to the nightclub Ah just now? Why are you going to buy clothes now?

Hum! Jimanman gave me a blank look while chewing potato chips. This lady felt that it was cold outside. Why, you, a stinky man, don't accompany me, are you careful of me if you don't accompany me...

OK OK OK I'll go, I'll go...

If any man with such a young beauty would probably be busy agreeing

But I only had time to go online for two days. I was eager to know the situation of the Yokohama Tzu Chi performance today, so I had to calm down the mood of this Shanghai lady first. You can wait a while and then eat a few packs of potato chips. I will go online to see what I do at work, five minutes, five minutes...

While saying that, I rushed to the coffee table and turned on the computer

After starting up, SkyPe was hung up. Sister Wenzi gave me a lot of face and was in the online state. Before I could ask, her message had already been sent: Master, you didn't go online to see me yesterday

It was good to have a bed in that place yesterday, so how could I expect to go online? I raised my hand and pressed a line of Fusang dialect: I didn’t have Internet access outside yesterday, so how was the performance?

Wenzi: It’s amazing because of the hype of Hirota Media, it has even attracted many celebrities to watch the performance! Tomorrow, the front pages of major newspapers will inevitably have photos of your master!

I'll feel relieved

Great, the master is in good condition, did you send him back?

Wenzi: Well, the old man is quite humorous! I will invite me to go to his house for tea with you one day

Of course I have to go, I have to go once I go back to Tokyo! The thing in my hand, someone as calm as the master, will definitely be shocked when I see it! And... I thought about it again and again, and would call the master to explain this matter first, so that he could be mentally prepared. So he replied: If sister, if nothing is wrong, I want to call the master to greet him, okay? Ji Wenzi: OK, go and miss me.

I replied, yes, then turned off the computer, and at this time, a pack of potato chips had been eaten by Manman to the bottom of it.

When I opened my phone, I saw that it was only seven o'clock. Yan Yaming's crazy girl with Jianci and Masako would not come back until about ten o'clock. So I took out an electric shaver from my luggage while repairing the newly growing stubble, and asked Manman: Manman, the mall is next to it, and the top floor is the catering city, with fat sheep hotpot, Korean barbecue, Yoshinoya, Aichen...what do you want to eat?

Oh, you, a stinky man, knows so much about this place? Did you always accompany women to go shopping in the past?

Manman heard me sign up for the store and asked in surprise.

Her words inadvertently evoke some of my more sour memories. The scars that instantly collapsed in the university ivory tower were pulled

Fish sauce, fish sauce...

A shadow hidden deep in my memory suddenly bloomed like a night lily in a quiet valley

I couldn't help but frown: Why are you asking so many questions? Let's call me first, and then go to eat and shop to buy clothes for you.

A stinky man, what's the most fierce thing...

Manman did not refuse, obviously acquiesced to my suggestion, wait for me to go to the bathroom!

So, when Manman jumped out of the bathroom, we left the hotel and first arrived at a nearby telephone booth

My name is Manman and I sat on the waiting chair for a while. I found a seat myself, picked up the receiver and dialed the phone number from my master's home that I probably knew, which is the only one who knew.

The master only has a very old phone in his home. After beating about three or four times, an old but quiet voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

Master, it's me

I told him a brief introduction to my ridiculous experience in the suburbs of Beijing. The master was surprised at the other end of the phone.

After a long silent wait, a long sigh suddenly came from the receiver: Jinfeng, I wanted to teach you how to bind you at that time, but I was actually selfish because you were a Chinese.

The master is an older wise man, but I am naturally not a fool either

When I heard the strange sigh from his mouth, I felt something strange. When he said that because you are Chinese, I immediately outlined a general idea in my heart.

Although there are few men in Fusang, if you think about the two brothers in the Shibasaki family, you will know that it is not difficult to find someone with a better muscle and concentration than me.

The master first fell in love with me because he actually knew some clues about the loss of the Peaceful Heavenly Man Binding Map in the first half of the last century.

He was not familiar with the Guangpang Central Plains, and he needed a compound talent similar to the guide and successor to solve the mystery of the lost volume at the time.

Tsk

Various speculations flashed through my mind. If this is true, if it were more than fifty years ago, I wouldn’t have been regarded as a traitor? If the twelve volumes of the Heavenly Man Binding Map were really lost in our territory, in accordance with the Eight-Nation Alliance’s fire of the Old Summer Palace and robbed the Iron Rule that I would not return, even if I found them, I would report to the Cultural Relics Department as soon as possible.

But I don't mean to blame my master in my heart. Many people and many things in this world are quite helpless. While attracting each other, they are also hurting each other.

I pretended to be serious at the microphone: Well, Master, I probably understand what you mean. I don’t know if Susu’s abdomen will feel swelling at this time... I looked at Manman, who used his little hands to calm himself down while pretending to be nothing, and some evil thoughts began to linger in his mind again...

However, the happy time of fantasy always makes people feel very short, and soon I fell into the endless abyss of shopping...

The girl Haifan had been imprisoned by fate before, and suddenly rushed out of the cage at this moment. The woman's natural shopping instinct blew out like lava underground

This is a pick, that is a pick, and you have to go to the locker room after you have finished picking. After you come out, you have to ask me if it’s okay!

I'm almost dizzy!

When I came out of the mall in a dirt, my body was covered with promotional advertisements from various brands, and the trademarks on the bag had already covered my arms and back.

But at least Manman finally changed his clothes normally. Otherwise, if she had walked in Di'anmen in this small leather outfit in the middle of the night, there might have been some weird uncle licking the embroidered shoes!

I looked at my phone and replied: Manman, it's past ten o'clock, it's getting late, I'll send you back first, don't rush to leave tomorrow. I'll probably go back to Fusang at the end of this month. Tomorrow... Can you call Susu out? The three of us... seem to have a good talk...what do you think?

Ha, I have known you are trying to play Su Qingyin for a long time!

Manman glanced at me fiercely: When you drank my sister's saliva that day, your expression was so lewd!

At that time, I just had a reasonable fantasy, so why did I become lewd?

But judging from Su Qingman's current situation, it would definitely not work to reason with her. I could only hum a few times and make a perfunctory thing, stopping a taxi like sending a Bodhisattva to send her back to the school guesthouse, and then return to the old nest of my Friendship Hotel.

The old clock hands in the hotel lobby seem to have pointed at the direction of eleven o'clock

I came to the door of the room and saw that the red light for the non-disturbance was on. Knowing that Masako and the others had already come back madly, I started to slam the door.

Ten seconds later, in a gap where the door opened, Masako's three-dimensional and beautiful collarbone, sexy nose bridge and red lips appeared.

Her hair was still wet, and she seemed to have just finished taking a shower again

Jin, you are back Ah! Your face is very bad, are you tired?

Alas, my Masako wife is gentle and considerate. Looking at the brilliance of concern in her willow eyes, I was probably brought to China by someone, right?

The master's voice came again: Jinfeng, you are thinking well. This is a bit complicated. After you return to Tokyo, I will tell you slowly. In short, the remaining pages you found should be saved well. When we come back, we will study them carefully. I hope they will be helpful to you.

For me, a mysterious master, as soon as I entered his basement and saw Ayako and Renai, I had a deep admiration and awe for him.

The old fox is the old fox. He deliberately did not hang my appetite, but also leaned everything in my favor.

But I turned my mind and thought about it. What kind of art my master often instills with me. If it is framed in the barriers of the country and the nation, it will have a reaction that hinders its development. Maybe this idea is really what I judge a gentleman by the heart of a villain.

After agreeing to go back and find him as soon as possible, I hung up the phone. After all, it was much less difficult to communicate face to face than to say this.

After the phone was finished, Manman was sitting on the bench waiting for her seat and staring at her short black leather boots. Her calves were still shaking, like a child who had not lost her heart.

I curled my lips and walked up to her and shook her hand in front of her: Hey, let's go for a meal, can you still eat a pack of potato chips?

Why can’t I eat it? Seeing that I was done, Manman raised his chin with beautiful lines and opened his unique Yue Chu style eyes: Stinky man, I will remind you first, I am a starving ghost, be careful that I will eat your wallet!

If you eat too much, I don’t know what Susu will feel over there...

Thinking of this, I felt a little funny and said to Manman: Don’t be nonsense. There are some popular meals upstairs. Is it because you want to buy clothes that you come here to eat. Why don’t you change your mind now and don’t buy clothes anymore, let’s have a big meal?

Since Manman figured it out last night, he obviously felt that it was too sorry for me to wrap a small leather jacket in the cold weather. After wrinkling his nose with me, he jumped up from the chair, climbed onto my arm and pulled me out of the phone booth.

Then...

Let's go to the top floor of the Chinese-language mall for dinner first

In order to show that he was a starving ghost, Manman deliberately found a small fat beef hotpot and sat in it. He ordered five plates of high-quality fat beefs and countless rotten bean sprouts. After eating for an hour, he was indeed full of himself, but he wasted half of the food for me.

I suddenly realized that this is the true meaning of starving ghosts: spending all the money in my pockets, it is hard not to starve to death next!

Forbidden area squeezed into the crack of the door and gave her a tight hug

Miss you so much...

Masako does have a strong affinity under her cold and gorgeous appearance. This is based on the tradition of Fusang women and the temperament she cultivated from higher education.

Especially for a man like me who has been running around for two days and has experienced countless strange events, her arms are simply a gift from the Buddha.

Half-dragged room, Masako and I were already rolling down on the big bed

You go and wash first...

Masako was kissed by me and finally breathed out. As I expected, this was indeed the sentence that popped out between her lips.

But just as I was about to be obedient, I got up and hung up and hung my windbreaker and broke into the bathroom, I don’t know if God felt uncomfortable when he saw the Buddha giving me such a sweet hug, so he threw a hammer from the sky.

Masako touched something bulging in my pants pocket the moment I got up. Before I could react, she had already pulled something out of her pocket!

If life is like film film, then I really hope that this film will be cut off when something goes wrong, because what Masako pulled out was nothing else, it was the souvenir left by Manman and I after they raged in the old house last night!

Huh?

Masako hadn't realized what it was. She probably just felt that the touch was weird, and there were some hard stains on it. She subconsciously wanted to take it to her eyes and take a look.

At this time, Masako's face was close to me, and my nostrils were filled with the fresh fragrance between her hair that had just taken a shower.

When she was twitching from my butt pocket like this, I suddenly woke up from her gentle and charming embrace. Just kidding, how could Masako see this thing?

I quickly injured her slightly fleshy forearm, and then blocked my big mouth towards Masako's augmented lips.

In this kiss, I tried my best to melt the essence of picking up girls for more than ten years into a furnace. Four-petal lips. Tsk tsk. In a while, Masako's already intoxicated eyes gradually became blurred.

I took the opportunity to pass through my waist through my other hand, snatched the souvenir of Manman clenched in Masako's fist, and stuffed it under the crack of the bed

Well...gold

A woman's sixth feeling is sometimes really a headache

Seeing that my movements were a bit abnormal, Masako stammered and broke free from under my lips. Two Xiuya's eyebrows were twisted together: Jin, what is in your pocket Ah?

People say three parts false, but I say seven parts true. The lies should be made by false, and it is best not to distinguish between true and false.

Seeing Masako still caring about the things in my pocket under my crazy offensive, I think if I don't explain it at this time, I'm afraid I'll really portray some irreparable scars between the two of us.

So I sighed softly, bit Masako's ear, and told her about a series of strange events that happened that night

However, I hid the scene when I entered Manman's body, and moved a little on the basis of reality, saying that the blood was left by Manman's self-harm.

But even if it is self-harm, how could the blood stains come to my underwear? After all, I rarely lie. I only found something wrong after the knitting is completed, but Masako seems to have not noticed this loophole

After I finished speaking, there was a difficult silence between our bodies close to each other, and only some nonsensical movie dialogues on TV echoed in the room.

After about half a minute, Masako looked at me with her face. Her gentle gaze suddenly made me feel a little guilty: Jin, are you talking about it? What's the twins we saw at the dinner table that day actually had such an incredible story behind them?

Of course it's true

The corners of my mouth were raised unnaturally, they... the sister who was dressed very Punk, she was going to Fusang to play... Masako, will we accept her?

Of course I asked symbolically

Even if Masako doesn't agree, I can't let Manman go, otherwise with her paranoid personality, it's very likely that she would use the trick of hanging.

To my surprise, a happy smile appeared on Masako's face: Well, what we learn is sociology, the phenomenon of these two twin sisters is too rare... I also want to know it carefully. Right, does she not speak Fusang words? Jin, you have to take good care of her

When Masako said this, I had already moved my nose and tears to my heels. I reached out and hugged her and hugged her.

However, I didn't seem to see the slightly flickering delicate expression on Masako's side face, nor did I hear an inauspicious sigh between her plump lips.