Chapter 9

Name:Dreamland Guide Author:Kunwuqi
Aoki went in and sat down at the bar of the bar and said impolitely, "two glasses of beer, ice, on the account."

The lifelong flower said, "your bill is enough for you to wipe your ass for a year. When will it be returned?"

Aoki drank beer and said, "talking about money hurts feelings."

"Not talking about money is even more hurtful!" the whole life threw the beer cup on the bar and spilled a pile of bubbles.

Hu Xing giggled and Aoki giggled.

Lifelong flower shook her head and sighed and said, "drink quickly. There's a mallet upstairs waiting for a long time."

"What hammer?"

"It's not the mallet that comes to you for advice. What is it?"

Aoki widened his eyes: "did you let strangers upstairs before I came back?"

"Do you have anything valuable upstairs? Are you afraid that someone will steal your coal boss? Boom!" he said disdainfully all his life. "People have spent more than 300 yuan here."

Aoki shrugged at Hu Xing, indicating helplessness, and then took Hu Xing to the back door.

Lifelong flower threw a bag of things across the air and said, "give it to the coal boss."

Aoki took it in his hand and put it into his pocket without asking.

Hu Xingqi wondered who the coal boss was and was embarrassed to ask. His heart said that there was no moving day upstairs. Even the coal boss worked here?

The aisle on the second floor is full of miscellaneous things, and there is a row of old chairs near the window, just like those waiting in the hospital.

On the chair sat a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Is master Aoki back!" the middle-aged man stood up and bowed, "Yo, how can there be a policeman?"

Hu Xing found that the man's eyes twinkled when he looked at her. With the intuition of being a criminal policeman, this man must have a problem.

"Why? Can't the police come?" Hu Xing asked.

"Can come, can come." the middle-aged man bowed more. "It's not the time for me to come."

"Are you looking for me?" Aoki asked.

"Ah, my name is Ma Fuqing. I'm looking for master Aoki." the middle-aged man probably found that Aoki was young and didn't look like the master at all. He was a little uncertain.

"Go in and sit down." Aoki didn't show enthusiasm. He just said hello lazily, put his hands in his trouser pockets, pulled the board and stepped forward, and stopped in front of a door.

The sign of "Shenwu studio" is hung on the head of the door, and couplets are pasted on both sides:

Only Aoki,

Can habitat God black.

Hu Xing silently read these eight words and felt that they should have deep meaning.

Aoki opened the door and turned to signal them to go in.

Hu Xing didn't see him take out the key and judged that the door should not have been locked.

The studio room is not big, square, and the shelves against the wall are full of all kinds of books. There is a desk in the middle and a sofa and tea table on the left. The messy magazines, newspapers and cigarette butts on the ground are a bit like the scene of the criminal police team working overtime all night in the conference room.

Aoki pointed to the sofa and said, "sit down."

Hu Xing sat down boldly. Ma Fuqing waited for Hu Xing to sit down before carefully sitting down at the edge of another sofa.

Aoki didn't greet them at this time, but shouted to the air: "coal boss, coal boss!"

No response.

Hu Xing saw a small door in the room and guessed that Aoki's coal boss should sleep in it.

Aoki took out the package given to him by the downstairs boss's wife, pretended to throw it away, and shouted, "coal boss, if you don't come out again, there will be no delicious food for you!"

Hearing the crash, a dark shadow flew out of nowhere, flashed twice in the room and landed on the tea table in front of the green wood.

Hu Xing saw that the shadow was a crow.

The crow croaked, raised its neck, opened its mouth wide to the green wood, and muttered in its throat like a young swallow to be fed.

Aoki picked up a nail sized one from the food wrapped in the fresh-keeping bag and threw it into the crow's mouth.

The crow swallowed the food, twisted his neck happily and shouted, "sauce elbow, delicious, sauce elbow, delicious."

Hu Xing almost lost his chin: "it can speak!"

She had seen talking parrots and wrens, and had never seen talking crows, with clear pronunciation and pure accent. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have thought it was a bird learning to speak.

Ma Fuqing opened his mouth in surprise and said, "divine bird, divine bird!"

Aoki smiled and said, "crows are the smartest animals except people."

Hu Xing didn't believe it and said, "are you smarter than orangutans?"

He saw the crow suddenly turn his head and cry to her, "quack", and a strange sound came out of his throat. Then he said in human language, "stupid orangutan, stupid orangutan."

"Ha, it's really smart!" Hu Xing said.

Aoki threw another bite to the crow and said, "don't you go and thank the landlady?"

The crow swallowed the food, flapped its wings, jumped up and flew out of the room. It stopped at the entrance of the aisle and shouted to the stairs:

"Thank you, Madame. Thank you, Madame."

After a few calls, there was no response. The bird began to sing with a special long trembling sound:

"Such as -- flower --, such as -- flower --"

I heard the sound of the washbasin falling to the ground downstairs, and then came the scolding voice of the landlady:

"I'm dying! Scream again. Be careful that I pull out all your bird hair, stew tomatoes and potatoes, and add three spoonfuls of sugar to stew your black crow into a white crane!"

The corridor was suddenly quiet for ten seconds, and then came the strange cry of crows:

"Fear -- fear -- oh --"

Then downstairs, there was another sound of metal knocking, and footsteps came from the stairs.

Hu Xing saw the crow flapping its wings and flying back, stopped on the table and shouted at the green wood:

"Close the door! Ruhua is angry! Close the door! The landlady is angry!"

Hu Xing couldn't help laughing anymore, so that her slim body wrapped in police uniform kept shaking. Even the reserved Ma Fuqing opened his mouth wantonly and couldn't close it.

"Er Oh -" when the crow saw that people ignored him, he turned to look at the door. After looking for a long time, he didn't see the flowers of his life. Then he relaxed and shook his feathers. He opened his mouth and begged for food from the green wood.

Aoki threw the whole packet of sauce pork elbow on the table and said, "take it yourself. Don't eat it."

The crow grabbed the bag of meat with its claws and flew to the shadow wall behind the table. Hu xingcai saw there was a bird rack and a food box on the rack. The crow threw the meat bag into the eating box, pulled it with his beak and claws, and pulled out the plastic bag.

"Is this what you call the 'coal boss'?" Hu Xing was curious and drunk to give her pet such a wonderful name.

"Yes." Aoki said, "look at it. It's dark and black. How domineering the coal boss is!"

"You're so strange here." Hu Xing giggled and picked up a magazine. "Well, I'll read a book for a while. You can talk about things if you have something. Leave me alone."

Aoki looked at Ma Fuqing: "say something."

"Well, I..." Ma Fuqing glanced at Hu Xing's dazzling police uniform and became a pinch, "I just... Want to ask the master to solve a dream."

Aoki asked, "what dream?"

Ma Fuqing said, "I've always dreamed of a woman recently."

Aoki didn't speak.

This kind of dream is so common that no one will spend a lot of time looking for someone to interpret it because of an ordinary dream. Aoki is not a famous man. Ma Fuqing must have taken a big circle to find him.

Sure enough, Ma Fuqing continued, "she chased me and said she wanted my life. I couldn't run away. I woke up every time she caught me. I had this dream every three or five times. I couldn't sleep and got up flustered. My mother and my brother have been ill and confused recently. I wanted to ask the master to see if we were entangled by ghosts."

Aoki asked, "who is that woman?"

Ma Fuqing hesitated and said, "no, I don't know that woman. She... She... Has no head."