Embers Ad Infinitum

In the gusty wind, the abrupt percussive sound echoed in the "Wild Pigeon" bar, making card players, mahjong players, bargainers, and those waiting to dance involuntarily quieted down.

At this time, Shang Jian Yao smiled and commented:

"It's very polite."

Long Yuehong was taken aback when she heard it, and then she realized what Shang Jian Yao meant:

The door of the "Wild Pigeon" bar is not closed at all. What blocks the door are two freely movable wooden baffles that can be opened with one push, and there is no need to knock.

"It's a bit strange..." Jiang Baimian echoed.

The leader of the "Mountain Fox" bandit group Pannania was also a little nervous, but there was a more ferocious and fearful presence in the bar, so he finally signaled one of his subordinates to push away the part that only existed in the middle of the door frame. Wooden bezel.

On the street outside, the light of the street lamp illuminates part of the area, and a black shadow flashes through it and enters the area ruled by the night.

Pannania breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed:

"Which kid is making trouble?"

Amidst the laughter, he led thirteen men out of the "Wild Pigeon" bar. The two wooden baffles rebounded, swayed a few times, and gradually stopped.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, the card gamers started to put out the chips in front of them again. The mahjong player blindly touched the cards in his hand, and the bargaining players gradually reached an agreement with the goal. Waiting to dance, they asked if the bar owner Cai Yi would make a big deal tonight. , Rain and snow fall, the dance floor is not open.

Jiang Baimian also retracted his gaze and cast his gaze on the pool table beside him.

Shang Jian Yao had set up the billiard **** and drew out a wooden pole.

He wiped the club head, leaned down, and assumed an unusually professional posture.

One word, handsome!

"Oh, quite good." Jiang Baimian commented with a smile.

In the next second, Shang Jianyao shot out and hit the white cue ball.

With the bang, the white ball flew up and hit the pile of red **** heavily.

The red **** were scattered, jumping and rolling, and one of them slipped into the net bag.

Jiang Baimian finished reading with a slightly sluggish expression, and couldn't help asking:

"Have you never played?"

"I only watched them play." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully.

In "Pangu Biology", not every floor of the "Activity Center" has a pool table.

There is one on the 350th floor where the university is located, but there are so many people waiting for it.

"What about you?" Jiang Baimian turned to look at Long Yuehong.

Long Yuehong shook his head:

"I have only watched others play."

"Ha, I'm here to teach you. With your eyesight, wrist strength, and body control ability, this is easy to learn." Jiang Baimian suddenly became interested.

She immediately looked to Bai Chen to one side:

"Little Bai, can you play?"

She remembered that Bai Chen was no stranger to bars, dance halls, and nightclubs when she was in Yecao City. Obviously, she would spend time in these places looking for opportunities.

And some of these places will be separated from a dedicated billiard room.

"Yes." Bai Chenyan replied concisely.

"Then let's play a game and show them." Jiang Baimian drew a club and threw it to Bai Chen.

The two ladies played billiards. Shang Jian Yao and Long Yuehong watched and listened to them explaining the techniques and rules.

In this round, Jiang Baimian relied on a wide-ranging offensive and precise grasp of the route and strength, and the advantage was not too great to win against Bai Chen.

"You are really a little mill king." Jiang Baimian smiled and praised.

What she means is that Bai Chen is very good at defensive, always getting the ball in a position that makes her uncomfortable and awkward.

This also means that this round has been "grinded" for a long time, and the bar owner Cai Yi was busy with other things and prepared the first food:

Canned luncheon meat.

Cai Yi took the luncheon meat out of it and used it in an air fryer for a full eight minutes to make both sides become a bit crispy and the fat came out.

This made the aroma of luncheon meat more obvious, and even the four "old tune group" who were tired of canned food sniffed their noses and developed an appetite.

They took the chopsticks, grabbed a piece of each, and took a bite. They felt that it was much more delicious than normal eating:

It not only has the fragrance of fried food, but also avoids the original greasiness.

"Not bad." Jiang Baimian praised sincerely after eating one piece.

Shang Jianyao, who was eating the second piece, nodded in agreement:

"We...do...developing...too little..."

In this way, they sometimes eat the food delivered over, and sometimes play billiards entertainingly.

After the dinner was settled, because the wind outside was still very strong, Jiang Baimian decided not to give Shang Jianyao a chance to dance, and led the three members of the "Old Tune Team" with the canned food exchanged for the residual value of the laptop. Leaving the "Wild Pigeon" bar.

Shang Jian Yao turned his head one step at a time, and reluctantly left the door.

"The wind isn't too big..." He walked to the street and commented.

"Ah, what are you talking about?" Jiang Baimian raised his hand and touched his ear.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen also didn't hear Shang Jianyao's words clearly, because the wind was really too strong.

People are almost flying, let alone the sound?

They put their hands in their pockets, slightly shrank their bodies, and walked towards the "You Meng" hotel.

The light of the street lamps and the black night appeared alternately, and the stall owners on both sides had gone to their respective houses, and the street was quiet.

It was so quiet that Long Yuehong felt fuzzy in her heart.

After walking for a while, Jiang Baimian's eyes suddenly solidified, who had been observing the surrounding situation.

She saw a signboard obliquely in front. On the signboard, many small light bulbs formed five words:

"Wild Pigeon Bar"

"This..." Jiang Baimian stopped.

"This is the arrangement of fate." Taking advantage of the wind getting smaller, Shang Jianyao used a magnetic baritone to make a "narration".

"Let you be big!" Jiang Baimian replied, and said with a serious expression, "It looks like there is a big problem."

She, Jiang Baimian, has never lost her way since she had a transplant operation and got the auxiliary chip!

And most importantly, they didn't notice the abnormality beforehand.

Long Yuehong's spirit has been tense, and the whole person is in a state of high alert.

Shang Jianyao carefully explained to Jiang Baimian:

"This scientific name is'Ghost Strikes the Wall'."

Hiss...Long Yuehong suddenly felt a chill behind her back.

"Maybe we haven't left, just wandering outside." Bai Chen said his guess.

Her expression is also a bit solemn.

Jiang Baimian said with an "um":

"Don't be nervous. Soldiers will stop you, and the water will cover you. Let's go in and see if there is any change, to see if the problem lies inside, outside, or ourselves."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Jianyao had walked to the door of the "Wild Pigeon" bar, and patted the two wooden baffles again.

"boom"! "Bang!" "Bang!"

At this moment, Jiang Baimian’s first reaction was not that this guy was really big, but that he scared himself into an idea:

"The knocking sound we heard in the bar before was not made by the current Shang Jian Yao, right?"

This idea was too ridiculous and involved the time that mankind did not know more about, and was quickly rejected by Jiang Baimian.

She didn't say any similar guesses, because she knew it would scare Xiao Hong and make him too tight.

This is not a good state.

Soon, the wooden baffle was opened, and Cai Yi, the owner of the bar, appeared in front of the "Old Tune Group" four people.

Huh... Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief, and confessed for a second of his cranky thoughts.

——She remembered that after the knocking sound, it was a member of the "Mountain Fox" bandit who opened the door.

It seems to be a simple "ghost hits the wall", bah, why do I say "ghost hits the wall"? "Ghost hits the wall"...Illusions in the distance direction? Jiang Baimian had a vague guess.

"You guys, why are you back again? Something left?" Cai Yi asked doubtfully.

The wind outside became stronger again, making it difficult for people to hear of it.

"Go in." Jiang Baimian pointed inside.

Without waiting for Cai Yi's response, Shang Jianyao had already turned his side and "slid" into the bar from the other side.

There is a big gap...Long Yuehong couldn't help but sneered, and his spirit was not so tight.

He passed Cai Yi normally and walked into the "Wild Pigeon".

The third one is Bai Chen, Jiang Baimian is responsible for the breakup.

After all the staff were in place, Jiang Baimian glanced at the wooden baffle that gradually stopped swinging, and asked Cai Yi:

"How long have we been away?"

She has an estimate of the approximate time and wants to check with Cai Yi.

This is both a test and a verification.

"Just three or four minutes." Cai Yi looked back at the wall clock near the bar.

"Then it's okay." Jiang Baimian initially confirmed that his judgment on time has not been confused.

As soon as her voice fell, a dark shadow flew in from above the wooden baffle and fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked over at the same time, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com found that it was a **** corpse.

His eyes were wide open, with extreme horror frozen, his clothes on his body were ragged, his arm was missing, and his neck was marked with obvious bite marks.

It's like meeting a hungry man-eater.

…………

Nan Ke Guan.

Zhou Yue, dressed in black hair and a white robe, is sitting cross-legged on the futon with twine, facing the dragon symbol in the shrine, and reading the old world scriptures compiled by the sect-all related to illusion content.

Around her, several "dreamers" and many "dreamers" were either reading the scriptures or praying intently, and no one made a sound.

After a while, a "dreamer" got up, walked up to Zhou Yue, and asked her for some classic interpretations.

Zhou Yue answered peacefully.

Suddenly, in the shrine, the surface of the fragmented mirror that made up the dragon symbol quickly flashed with dim light.

When Zhou Yue moved in her heart, she subconsciously raised her head and looked over.

Her eyes solidified.

Most of her surroundings, including the "dreamer" who asked her for advice, gradually disappeared, and only five people actually existed.

…………

In the "You Meng" hotel, Aino, the proprietress in a gorgeous dress, is shrinking at the front desk while using three electronic devices.

Right in front of her was the original computer, which was playing an old-world drama. She was holding a palm-sized machine with a line of text on it, and on her right was the latest portable computer that Shang Jian Yao paid for. Some patterns, text and data are running at this time.

Ainuo suddenly raised his head, straightened up, and looked at the door while he was addicted.

The gloomy wind blew in.

Zizizi, the lights in the hotel dimmed strangely, and black shadows loomed outside the window.

PS: Ask for a double pass at the end of the month~