"Woo-woo-" You chuī chirped in a low voice, accompanied by the rhythm of the drums, two short and one long.

The sound of the drums gradually became trembling in the eardrums, and the sound of the horns became louder and louder, like a slowly unfolding picture...

There began to be neat footsteps "brush-brush", there were fine silver bells, and there was a "ding-dong" sound of metal collision.

As far as they can see, there are people in red linen clothes, with hideously painted masks, and there is a long line. Following the sound of drum horns, they walk a few steps and wave the hemp whip in their hands in unison. -" There was a screeching sound.

Someone was chanting in a low voice, the words were vague, and the tone was weird: "... Uncle Xiong eats charm, Teng Jian eats ominous, takes all the blame, Bo Qi eats dreams, Qiáng Liang and Zu Ming eat together to kill parasites..."

He turned his face, the two pairs of golden eyes on the mask were so eerie that it made people tremble, and in the corners of his grinning mouth, there was a deep voice that continued to chant, "... Pump your lungs and intestines, you are not in a hurry, the latter is for food..."

...

Even if Ye Zhao had the courage, Luo Xiaochen couldn't close his eyes safely. He opened the curtains and stared at the whiteness outside all night.

But this fog that came suddenly went away suddenly. At about five in the morning, Luo Xiaochen couldn't bear to doze for a few minutes, leaning on his head and pecking at rice. When he opened his eyes again, the outside had turned into a dark blue before dawn. rǔ The fog that was so thick that it seemed to overflow had disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he got up and threw himself to the window, he glanced up and down to confirm that the thick fog had really dissipated.

"Tsk, it's been a really hard night!" Luo Xiaochen shook his head and sighed, but there was a sigh of relief in his tone, "Heh—I can finally get a good night's sleep." He retracted into the bed and sighed. He sighed, closed his bloodshot eyes, and fell asleep within a few minutes.

When he woke up again, it was already bright and it was a rare sunny day where he could see the sun. The curtains have not been drawn, and the long-lost sunlight shines in through the glass, forming a mottled light and shadow, making people greedy and not wanting to get up from the bed.

Luo Xiaochen stretched, put on his clothes and planned to go out to wash, but when he passed by the main room next door, he found that the door was open, Ye Zhao was sitting beside the room wearing cotton home clothes and bowing his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Well, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?" Luo Xiaochen knocked on the door panel twice and walked in, "Oh, no, your old man's strong nerves will definitely not have any effect...Fuck!"

He walked in to see what Ye Zhao was holding in his hand, and stammered: "You, you... Are you trying to be a god horse?!"

"Huh?" Ye Zhao raised his head to look at him, holding a handsome dagger in his hand. The dagger's blade was so bright that it could open the eyes of an aluminum-titanium alloy dog.

Luo Xiaochen shrank his neck: "Then what, I didn't provoke you recently, did I... Could it be Nie Renyan?! Hey! Don't think about it! I told you that if you stabbed to death, you can't find a second one!"

Ye Zhao: "..."

He took the scabbard with intricate patterns from the side, and while inserting the dagger, he said, "It's a disease to think too much. Would you like to go see your colleague?"

Luo Xiaochen: "..."

Ye Zhao shook the handle of the dagger and said, "I had some messy dreams last night, and when I woke up, I found this thing out." Then he laughed at himself, "It's quite strange to say that. , and see if this heart can be at ease."

"Ah? When did you buy this? Have you cut the blade yet?" Luo Xiaochen took the dagger from his hand and scratched it with his thumb, "Damn it, it's a controlled knife!"

"I didn't buy it, I bought a dagger and something. This thing is quite old. I found it in an old box when I was a child. I probably liked it at that time, so I kept it, but I didn't do much after that. Take it out." Ye Zhao got up after speaking, "You wash up, I'll fry eggs. Are you going to the consultation center today?"

"It really is an old thing, this pattern is very strange, but very beautiful!" Luo Xiaochen studied the pattern on the sheath over and over, and replied without looking up, "I took a day off, I'm fine today."

"Well, just right." Ye Zhao said as he walked towards the kitchen, "Help me take Nie Renyan to the hospital this afternoon."

"Ah?" As soon as Luo Xiaochen heard this, he put the dagger back on Ye Zhao's head, and ran out, "Send him to the hospital? Good! Hey, but the hospital is probably busy today, I don't know if I come down this evening. How many people are in trouble."

"Yeah." Ye Zhao responded, and when he passed the living room, he turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the government's temporary press conference.

Luo Xiaochen went to the bathroom and squeezed out the toothpaste and toothbrush to check the situation.

The spokesperson stood in front of the stage in a suit and leather shoes, with a solemn expression on his face and solemn words: "...with the efforts of various experts and emergency rescue teams, despite the threatening poisonous smog, we still controlled the development of the situation today. At around 5:00 in the morning, the poisonous smog in major areas was gradually removed, and we assure the public that the government will make every effort to allow everyone to have a stable and peaceful life..."