When you eat hot pot, do you order Yuanyang pot? You know, the bottom of a half white soup, half red soup.

Someone once told me that in Bashu area, many experienced old people do not eat Yuanyang pot. Because of the yuanyang pot, it is also called "Yin Yang pot". You never know what it is that you're sharing a table with.

When I was in college, I had a girlfriend from Chongqing, Qiao Shallow. I'm a Jiangsu and Zhejiang guy who doesn't eat spicy food, but I have eaten 99 times of hot pot in four years to accompany her -- fortunately, there is the option of "Yuanyang pot". Later, my other Chongqing friends told me that when a Chongqing-person is willing to share a meal with you, it is a concession bordering on breaking principle.

We thought the 100th hot pot would be our anniversary. But until we broke up, the number was always 99.

The third year after graduation, I went to Chongqing on a business trip. I was hungry at night, so I came out to find a midnight snack. After a long walk along the dim street lamps, I did not see a single open shop. Walking, suddenly a spicy fresh fragrance wafted over, I took a nose, along the fragrance to walk a few steps, through a few corners, the fragrance is increasingly strong.

Around a dark street with no street lights, the hot smoke of fireworks came. At a nearby hotpot restaurant, shirtless men and cheerful Chongqing baby girls chat, laugh and eat in dense water vapor.

This is a "Dongzi hot pot".

It is said that at the beginning of the war of Resistance against Japan, Chiang mobilized the people of Chongqing in the city, dug out the complex, the world's largest air raid shelter system. After the war, the shelters were too cloudy to be used for daily living. But the hard-working people of Chongqing found a new way to open up a "cave hot pot", relying on the hot pot restaurant and popularity to reconcile, so that this has become a scene in Chongqing.

This story or shallow Joe told me... My mind a gloom, jilt jilt head to let oneself no longer want to, bow to go to the store drill.

The busy shopkeeper suddenly leaned over and stopped me with his hand. This is a middle-aged man with greasy hands. He looks insignificant but his hands are not weak. He almost runs the whole store by himself.

"What, no business?" I asked, exasperated, but patiently.

The shopkeeper looked me up and down. "A stranger?" Seeing me nod, he pointed to the altar at the door of the shop, "After the worship, enter again."

It was a bronze sculpture the size of a hand. And THE general store for the God of wealth, Guanyin and so on different, this is a straddle horse transverse sword general, especially clever eyes, with a dignified gaze at me, as if at any time will fight sword chop to general.

Look at me seem to have some doubts, the shopkeeper softly explained: "This is the general Barmanzi, Yin and Yang, divide good and evil."

What, don't you bless the rich? I wondered, but I couldn't ask, so I honestly worshipped the idol three times.

After seeing me worship, the shopkeeper seemed relieved, he sidestepped out of the way: "The shop is busy, you look at the seat... be careful, eat and go quickly.

I find it more and more strange that this is not the attitude of business, should also drive people away.

Frowning, I looked around the shop but couldn't find an empty table. Do we have to share the table? Hot pot is something you eat with people you don't know... I was slightly embarrassed.

In distress, a familiar voice suddenly rang: "Agawa, come here."

I looked back and froze on the spot.

That smile is like a flower, in the dense steam after the delicate face, not Qiao shallow is who?

Forget it. It's in the past. Be a grown-up. I persuaded myself, took a deep breath, smiled, and sat down.

"Shasa, when..."

"Cut the crap and order."

Looking at Joe shallow face cold expression, I swallowed saliva, subconsciously shouted: "Boss, Yuanyang pot."

A sudden hush fell over the shop as the words were spoken. Inquisitive glances were cast as if they had heard something strange. It was several seconds before they turned their heads again and resumed their supper.

The owner came over frowning, looked at me, then at Joe shallow: "Young man, I'd better give you a red soup... I'll try to put less chili."

I A JOY: "NO MATTER, TOP MANDARIN DUCK POT. This IS ME... FRIEND, WE USED TO OFTEN EAT SO."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper turned doubtfully, brought a mandarin pot, before leaving also said: "Don't make any trouble, General Ba is watching.

Looking at the bottom of the boiling pot, I asked curiously: "Xiao shallow, you Chongqing people so strange? How......"

Qiao shallow again coldly interrupted me: "Eat." Then he picked up a piece of mutton and put it into the white soup.

Didn't she always eat red soup? It was strange, but I had already been choked twice tonight, and I had some temper, so I didn't ask her. I just grabbed a piece of bacon and put it in the soup. Unexpectedly, Qiao shallow suddenly put out chopsticks stopped me.

"Today, you eat the red soup," she looked at me, her face still cold. "Don't touch a bite of the white soup."

I lowered my head angrily. Somehow, tonight, Joe shallow temperament is particularly cold, unexpectedly let me some afraid, I unconsciously according to what she said to do.

Although the owner had promised to cut down on the chilies, my tongue seemed to burn as soon as the chopsticks hit my mouth. After a few bites, I couldn't help sticking out my tongue and fanning myself.

"No, it's too spicy. I want white soup!" "I shouted, dipping a piece of tofu into the white soup.

"Don't!" Qiao shallow suddenly took my hand, and there was a chill where my skin touched, which made me shiver.

Her face for the first time has an expression, eyes watery ground, almost is a pleading tone: "Chuan, don't eat white soup!"

Looking at her like this, I suddenly burst into a rage -- this look! That's the same look I gave her when I begged her not to leave me!

I "PA" GROUND SHAKE OFF HER HAND, STUFFED BEAN CURD INTO THE MOUTH: "I WANT TO eat, and HOW!"

As soon as the food entered my mouth, I suddenly froze. The familiar hot taste was gone, replaced by a chill.

I felt something was wrong and I spat out the food in my mouth. Qiao shallow face showed mixed pain and joy of contradictory expression, she sat in a sense of loss, closed her eyes do not speak.

Cautiously, I leaned in to ask her what was wrong, but saw her leaning back in her chair, revealing her white neck, which had been hidden by her long hair. Delicate as the skin of congealed fat, dense around a circle of stitches. Like a... It's like it's just been stitched up.

I suddenly some afraid, turned around and left Joe shallow go, even check out.

The shopkeeper did not stop me, but seemed to let out a faint sigh as I rushed out the door.

Back to the hotel, I covered my head and went to sleep until the sun was three poles, and then I got up all over with pain.

It took me a long time to sit in bed and remember what happened last night. After a moment's hesitation, I took out my mobile phone and dialed the number in my memory.

"Shallow, last night..." I'm ready to be blamed.

"You looking for Joe shallow?" There was an old female voice on the other end.

"Are YOU HER MOTHER? Hello AUNT, I am Qiao shallow... COLLEGE CLASSMATE, can you give her the phone?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, then said hoarsely: "Shallow... has been dead for three years."

What? I was shocked, obviously last night I just saw Joe shallow.

Aunt Jo seemed surprised to hear me say that, too. I asked the address, took a taxi to Joe shallow home.

Yes, Joe shallow that year regardless of my pleas, determined to leave me back to Chongqing, but in the second day back, encountered a major car accident, neck was a piece of iron cut, the body on the spot separation. Aunt Jo managed to find the best mortician to sew her head back to her neck, and she gave a proper burial.

Hearing this, I felt a chill down the back into my head, thinking of yesterday saw Qiao shallow neck sutures, trembling to ask: "Aunt, that I saw yesterday..."

Aunt Joe seemed to be very excited, she did not keep rubbing the portrait of Joe shallow, tears in her eyes said: "That is shallow back ah... I read her for three years, she finally came back... Where did you see her? Tell me!"

It took me a long time to recall my address. Aunt Jo thought for a long time, but still shook her head.

"I've lived in Chongqing for forty years, and I've never heard of this cave... It's like a duck cooker..." She stared at my face for a long time, then slowly asked, "A Chuan, you and A shallow... not ordinary classmates?"

"It's... yeah, we used to date for a while." I touched my nose, embarrassed.

"That's right," sighed Aunt Jo, "the old people have told me a legend... The mandarin duck pot, also known as the Yin Yang pot, used to be set up in the middle of the night in a dark place where people missed their loved ones who had passed away. If the person who had passed away also cared about him the most, they would come and eat together. The living eat red soup, the dead eat white soup, before eating this hot pot, Yin and Yang separated two people, can briefly meet. I also tried to see shallow again... But did not expect, shallow the most concerned about, actually is you......"

At this, my hair stood on end. Suddenly, I thought of a terrible fact, and hurriedly asked: "But what if... living people ate the soup?"

"If a living person eats white soup... THEN he is married to a dead person. From then on, Yin and Yang are not divided, and there are also called ghost marriages." 'she asked in surprise, suddenly aware of something.' You can't be... '

See me nod, she said hesitantly: "Although standing in the mother's point of view, I would like to see shallow... but all the living Yuanyang, haven't lived seven days..."

My heart is already a piece of cold, but still force a smile way: "legend...... all are unfounded. Now is what era, I do not believe these. Yesterday...... probably a strange dream...... Aunt is really sorry to disturb you......"

With these words, I turned and ran away from Joe's house.

Back at the hotel, my back was drenched with sweat.

It was getting dark outside, but I didn't even have to eat. I took out my phone and booked a ticket for the earliest flight tomorrow. I want to leave Chongqing at once!

The moment the order was paid, I collapsed on the bed with a sigh of relief. I sat up straight, intending to ask the hotel to send me a dinner.

As I was thinking this, there was a sudden knock on the door. 'Here is your dinner, Sir.'

Gee, this is a nice hotel. Really considerate of me. My heart greatly praised a time, opened the door, but saw the waiter push the table, put a simple Yuanyang pot.

My SWEAT HAIR A VERTICAL, WHOLE BODY DOZEN A AGITATE SPIRIT: "YOU...... YOU HOW SEND THIS THING TO COME UP?"

The waiter has some doubts: "Just now, is not your wife called the front desk to order dinner?"

I...... Madam? Beads of sweat began to trickle out on my forehead, but I didn't bother to wipe them. I bite my teeth and say to the waiter: "Yes, I was confused just now... put down the things, you go first..."

As soon as the attendant closed the door, I couldn't help it any more and burst out hysterically into the empty room: "Qiao Shallow! You come out to me! Since you are already dead, you should honestly stay in the underworld!

I threw and smashed and vented and got nothing back. I sit on the bed, gasping for breath, and just want to rest for a while, the door of the closed bathroom, suddenly came the sound of water, and a familiar female voice, gently humming a tune, seems to be happy to take a bath.

This is... Joe shallow favorite song that year! Looking at the gentle figure in the frosted glass of the bathroom, I seemed to be back in college and Joe shallow in the off-campus inn those nights...

I burst into the bathroom with my fists clenched, only to find myself empty -- no one but the shower head, which was spraying water.

There was a snap outside as if something had broken. I returned to the table with a black face and saw a broken porcelain spoon on the floor, some dishes rinsed in the white soup of the mandarin duck pot, a pair of chopsticks on the side of the pot, as if it had just been used.

Angry from the heart, I no longer trouble, a few steps to the table, into the red soup rinse a few pieces of meat, expressionless eat, although the tears flow, but still endure the pain, cried: "Mandarin duck pot also eat, this you satisfied? What else do you want!"

He seemed to have quieted down, and nothing unusual happened until he fell asleep.

At night, I sleep in a daze, but vaguely feel some nose itch, as if someone is scratching me with hair.

'Stop it! I waved discontentedly, flicking the tips of my fingers through a lock of hair, then woke up with a start and sat up. A string of silvery laughter faded away -- that way, but the window of the eighteenth floor!

How can I sleep after all this? Turn on the phone and pull up a song "Great Sorrow Curse", the single cycle until morning.

Joe shallow... That's really keeping up with me.

With a wry smile, I took a taxi and planned to go to the Dongzi hotpot the day before yesterday.

Early in the morning in Chongqing, there are few people on the streets. This laid-back city with a slow life brings people special comfort.

But I was not in the mood to enjoy these, a car, rushed to the cave in the past, just the shopkeeper blocked in the door.

The owner has just changed clothes, locked the door of the hot pot restaurant, is respectfully from the altar will idol please, it seems to be just closed. I leaned over and reached for his shoulder.

I did a little digging on this general Bamanzi. It is said that he was a general of the state of Ba in the Zhou Dynasty. He was loyal and loyal, and he was loved by the people. After his death, he was loved by the people in the area of Ba Shu.

As the sun rose, a ray of dawn fell on the sword blade of the idol, reflecting the sharp light, straight into my eyes. Unconsciously, I put my hand out to block the light. Suddenly, I felt the heat in my palm and felt a rush of relief, as if a burden had been lifted from my body. A faint scream came from my ear and sped away.

The owner seems to have noticed, turned around to see me in the same place, smiled: "In trouble?"

This situation this scene, I seem to have caught a lifeline, repeatedly beg: "boss, please help me!"

The shopkeeper did not answer, but wrapped the idol in a red cloth and carefully put it into the bag. Then he waved his hand: "Follow me."

I followed the owner for a good part of the way into a teahouse in an alley. The teahouse seems to have just opened, and a sprightly old man with white hair is wiping the tea bowl.

The shopkeeper seems to be familiar with the door and road, find a window seat to sit down: "A bubble of old Yin tea."

Probably MORNING NO BUSINESS, the old man brought tea, also do not walk, sat on one side stared at me to see two eyes: "young man, the day before yesterday that girl... SOMETHING happened?"

I smell the words one leng, carefully looked for a long time, then suddenly remembered, that night in the hot pot restaurant, it seems that this old man sat in the next door, and a group of old men also together eating hot pot.

In front of the shopkeeper and the old man, I hurriedly put Joe shallow things out.

The shopkeeper frowned: "Young man... this matter if I say, also blame others," he drank a mouthful of tea, "you have worshipped the idol of General Ba, which way of demons and ghosts also dare not do anything. But this Yuan-duck pot, but you take the initiative to point, also ignore the advice to eat... what is the bitter fruit of self-eating?

I wry SMILE: "BOSS, YOU DON'T SARCASM ME...... YOU DARE TO OPEN SUCH A SHOP, presumably also have the ability of the person, show me a clear road."

Shopkeeper shook his head: "what can I've got? The greenhouse, business closed in the morning and every night to not yellow XianEr jinn, witch is these days equavalent, depends on the general town. That day I see your face not changing color ordered yuanyang pot, and opposite that female the ghost like a pair of wellpoint, also when you are abroad for river-crossing the raptors, the mountain city way things did... unexpectedly, unexpectedly is a fish!"

I AGAIN THE EYES OF ENTREATY STARED AT THE OLD MAN: "THIS BIG YE, YOU CAN HAVE A MEAL IN HOLE, AFFIRMATION ALSO IS NOT ORDINARY PERSON?"

Before the old man spoke, the shopkeeper laughed and said, "He is just a man who has made a bowl of soul tea, and all the people in the mountain town, regardless of Yin and Yang, will give him some face. He will not live for a few years."

The old man is not angry, smiling, as if the ridicule is not his general.

Shopkeeper sighed: "did you borrow the general elan, something away for a while, but this evening she inevitably will come back... you have yuanyang pot, it's the general can do...... want me to say, while the last few days, do the chores are done. In the following, you are welcome young couple to take care of my business!"

Is it really hopeless? I bowed my head and said nothing. In the middle of despair, the old man suddenly brought me a bowl of tea.

"Don't worry, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Young man, drink this bowl of soul tea to replenish your vital energy. Otherwise, you'll be tired to death before you die."

As soon as the tea was in my mouth, the faint aroma was refreshing, and the fatigue of a sleepless night was wiped clean.

"Tonight, YOU GIVE DONG ZI ZHANG A HAND, STAY THERE...... THE MOUNTAIN CITY ALL SORTS OF PEOPLE LIKE HIM THIS HOT POT, YOU ARE STILL AFRAID TO FIND SOMEONE TO HELP YOU THERE?"

That's right! Hearing the old man say this, I suddenly have hope. Yes, the solution to the bell still need to be bell people, in the cave hotpot stained with things, maybe also can be solved there!

I ORIGINALLY THOUGHT ONESELF SOMEHOW ALSO IS FAMOUS BRAND UNIVERSITY GRADUATE, DOZEN A HAND STILL NO PROBLEM, DID NOT THINK BUT ALWAYS GIVE ZHANG BOSS TO HELP, PULLED DOWN HIS EFFICIENCY INSTEAD, WAS DRIVEN TO one SIDE IN DISGRACE.

Sitting at the door of the shop, I brush the microblog with boredom, watching the sky getting dark, boss Zhang tidy up the materials.

"What are you doing?" A fragrant wind came, and a soft voice came from behind my ear.

"Brush micro..." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I froze, cold sweat dripping from my forehead, turning my head cautiously, and catching sight of the beautiful figure behind me out of the corner of my eye.

I a quelling spirit jumped up, hide to ZHANG BOSS behind, DUO SHIvers to point to that direction: "Qiao...... QIAO SHALLOW......"

Zhang BOSS PUT DOWN THE DISH IN THE HAND, WIPE A HAND WITH APRON: "I DON'T CARE YOU HAVE WHAT ENMITY, BA GENERAL'S TERRITORY, 100 NO TABOOS!"

Joe shallow from the dark to show a face, with a grievance of tears: "Chuan...... I never forced you what...... Yuanyang pot thing, also no wonder I......"

I couldn't help yelling at her, "Then go! Go for my own good!"

Zhang BOSS SEEMS TO SEE NOT PAST, A PULL ME FROM THE BACK TO COME OUT: "NATURAL REASON CIRCULATES, SHE ALSO CAN'T DO ADVOCATE...... YOU A MAN, CAN HAVE A BIT BEAR!"

He brought out a mandarin pot, "bang" on the table: "you talk first, I continue to be busy. Don't forget to pay later."

I sat down with trepidation, watching Qiao Shallowly emerge from the night and sit across from me with graceful steps.

"Don't be afraid, Agawa... I won't hurt you." Qiao shallow whispered, picking up his chopsticks and rinsing a piece of yellow throat in the red soup. Then he strained it in the tea and sent it to my bowl.

I was a little dazed by what I saw. I remember the first time I came out to eat hot pot with Joe shallow, I tried to be brave to eat red soup, the result was spicy, Joe shallow in order to let me taste the original Chongqing hot pot, will put the dish in the red soup hot, and then put it in white water again. And yellow throat, my favorite dish...

Such a familiar scene, my fear also diluted a lot. I picked up the piece of yellow throat and ate it. After a few seconds of hesitation, I picked up a piece of mutton, boiled it in white soup, and put it in her bowl.

"I used to have white soup and you had red soup... but now it's the other way around." I managed an ugly smile.

Qiao shallow did not eat, bowed his head and shed tears: "Chuan...... how have you been these years?"

"No," I shook my head. "I was depressed for a while when you insisted on leaving. I missed the recruiting season, I finally got a job, it took me three years to get back on track...

"I'm sorry," Qiao said, choking up. "My mother must have forced me to come back. She even said that if I didn't come home, I would commit suicide.

"Well," I interrupted, looking earnestly into her eyes, "now that it's past, can't we each let go? Can you let me go?"

Qiao shallow shook his head: "I have no way... I am now confined to your side can not leave... you will slowly be sucked away by me... this is not changed."

"I should be a big deal, it is a Yin - Yang link ah." A shrill voice burst out.

When I looked back, an old lady in heavy make-up sat with her legs up, smoking an old bong and leering at us. Beside her stood several old men, one of whom was the man from the teahouse.

The old man in the teahouse smiled at me and pointed to the old woman and said, "This is Grandma Yan of Guanyin Bridge, who is familiar with red and white things. If anyone in the mountain city has the way to untie this yin-yang link, it is her."

Yan Grandma hum 1: "Now just know compliment me? Early 50 years why go?"

The teahouse old man awkwardly smiled: "Shu Fen, outsiders are present, young things don't mention... We are all a age, still say this why..."

Yan's grandmother gave him a white look: "line, and you that gang of dead ghost reminisce time to go, this matter to me."

The old man waved his hand at me and sat aside with the other old men.

I blunt old woman made Yi: "This...... Yan GRANDMA, you can really help me?"

"He bragged about Haikou to me, so I have to do it," said Grandma Yan, looking in the direction of the old man. "Really, I would rather accompany these dead ghosts every night than sit in my place..."

"A dead man? I feel a little awkward, this is not generally used to her husband's pettish words...

Grandma Yan seemed to see what I was thinking, scoffed: "Those are his old comrades, but now they can only meet in this cave every night... I call them dead ghosts, you can not think crooked, literally."

I pondered the sentence, and, too frightened to ask again, backed away from the old men with a hunched neck.

Grandma Yan took a look at Qiao shallow, knock on the cigarette: "You this matter...... say difficult also difficult, say simple, also simple......"

I somehow ALSO in the job field MIXED a few YEARS, HEAR STRING SOUND and know elegant meaning, took out all the cash in the pocket handed over: "That Yan Grandma you see, this words from where to speak?"

Yan grandma counted the money, a happy smile, sit up straight body: "to solve this buckle, Yin and Yang, the two paths. One, I had ever heard of a way to the early years of the... in chengdu has a baby girl married a month became a widow, missing her husband into a disease, and a pot of Yin and Yang, please... but later regret, stands in the temple of marquis, just solved it......"

I heard, immediately came to the spirit. Who does not know the name of Zhuge Wu? This is gonna work!

"Find a place that has all the gossip, and put on a hot pot. Like fights like... Guess what?" Speaking of here, Yan grandma actually sold up the shut.

I concentrated thought a thought: "Marquis Wu...... gossip...... IS......"

"Aye! Grandma Yan clapped her thigh and said, "The bottom of the pot is called the" nine Gong grid "!"

I smell the words a leng, can not help but look around, in this shop, at least seven or eight Jiugong lattice is burning. Just...... So simple?

Grandmother Yan continued, "Of course, the nine palace grids are not so simple. First of all, the bottom of the pot contains nine kinds of rare herbs, including snake bones, tiger sinew, and leopard foetus. When boiling it, we must gather nine talented people to inform Rahul, Jido and other nine elite stars..."

"Stop, stop, stop..." I quickly interrupted her, "God God is nagging, Lian Dan Na? I which come so big ability gather together these?"

"What do you think? Grandma Yan glares at me, "This is robbing people from the hand of the king of hell..."

Qiao shallow whine to say: "A Chuan, my home still has some savings, otherwise......"

I PLACE WAVE HAND: "I HAVE BEEN TO YOUR HOUSE, KNOW YOUR MOTHER ALSO HAVE NO MONEY, SAY MORE THIS TENS OF THOUSANDS OF PIECES ALSO TOP NOT WHAT USE...... YAN GRANDMA, YOU STILL SAY, THIS SECOND ROAD?"

Grandma Yan suddenly stopped talking and seemed to hesitate. After a long time, she squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "Secondly, since the contradiction between Yin and Yang will kill you, it is only the unification of Yin and Yang..."

I almost didn't restrain myself to scold ALOUD: "WHAT MEANING? This IS to WANT ME TO BE a ghost?"

Qiao shallow but as if to understand what: "Chuan, Yan grandma means...... let me...... Yang......"

What? That's not the biggest scare I've had tonight. Joe shallow is dead for three years, the ashes are still buried in the cemetery, how can the sun?

Grandma Yan narrowed her eyes with what seemed to be a dangerous gleam. "Have you ever heard of... returning to life?"

I hesitated for a while, finally still could not resist the temptation to ask: "Do you mean to find a dead body, let shallow......"

"No, not a dead body, but a young, vibrant girl, and one who trusts you enough to be willing..." Yan Grandma's voice fell, smoke again not to talk.

Trust me... A young girl? Where are we going to find this for a while? I could not help feeling sad.

A wechat message suddenly arrived on Ding Dong's phone. I picked it up and suddenly froze.

"Senior, I DRAW a free ticket TO CHONGQING, and I will travel tomorrow. I heard that you are also in Chongqing. Would you like to have a meal together?" It was signed with a bright smiley face.

I took a deep breath, looked at the old god in the Yan grandma and Chuchu poor Joe shallow, heart can not help but struggle.

"You have only five days to live." Grandma Yan suddenly reminded me.

I GNASH TEETH, MAKE UP ONE'S MIND, REPLY HER: "THAT SO DECIDED, LEARN YOUNGER SISTER!"

As I finished these words, I sank into a chair, drenched to the skin.

"Senior, SO MYSTERIOUS, YOU EXACTLY WANT TO TAKE ME TO EAT WHAT GOOD THING?"

Gu Liang is clever to follow me behind, see I have been calm face do not speak, just carefully to pull my coat corner.

I turned away without moving -- for I really did not know what expression to use to face the younger sister. I admit I'm not a good person, but I'm not up to the task of sending someone who trusts me into the abyss with a smile on his face.

"Just ahead... This is the most authentic Dongzi hot pot in Chongqing. I had a hard time finding it."

"Hee hee," even if the back to her, I can also hear Gu Liang with a smile of the voice, "I believe seniors find the store must be super delicious, seniors the most reliable!"

The DOOR OF the hot POT RESTAURANT, Zhang boss noticed me, put down the work in the hand, frowning saw Gu Liang one eye: "A Chuan, who is this?"

I in the heart "TUMP" once - NOT GOOD, was Zhang BOSS saw!

According to Yan's grandmother, this is the only place in the mountain city where feng shui is the best and it is suitable for handling affairs. That is why Boss Zhang's hot pot restaurant is here. But what we're about to do is, in the end, harm to innocents, and it's unclear whether General Pak will agree. In order to avoid complications, simply hide from boss Zhang to cook rice first.

Cold sweat broke out on my forehead and I stammered: "This is my... friend, specially from out of town."

Did NOT EXPECT ZHANG BOSS SMELL SPEECH UNEXPECTEDLY A WAVE OF THE HAND: "SINCE IS THE GENTLEMAN OF THE FIELD, DON'T OBEISANCE BA GENERAL...... THE WAY IS DIFFERENT, COLLISION IS NOT GOOD."

I AM UNSUSPISHEDLY PULL GU LIANG WALKS INTO THE SHOP, JUST SUDDENLY REACTION COME OVER, ZHANG BOSS ESTIMATE IS GU LIANG REGARDS ME AS INVITE THE GEOMANTIC DIVISION THAT SOLVES A MATTER!

Sitting down with Gu Liang, I squinched to one side out of the corner of my eye. Grandma Yan and the old man in the teahouse sat at the next table and quietly nodded to me.

I haven't had time to speak, Gu Liang has opened a mouth: "senior, can't think of really have hot pot restaurant, midnight business is so good... I thought you before is to find an excuse to delay time..."

"Stall for time? I a leng, "What kind of night to delay time not to let you go back, unless..."

Here, I consciously gaffe, embarrassed to close the mouth, but see Gu Liang has a red face to lower his head.

Hot pot came up, I quickly pointed to the dishes to ease the atmosphere: "Ah, try the most authentic Chongqing hot pot... I know you don't like to eat spicy, specifically to the bottom of this pot.

In front of the hot pot, it looks like two concentric circles. The big ring was full of red soup, but in a small ring in the middle was a small piece of white soup. The bottom of this kind of pot, some uninitiated hot pot restaurant will also be called "Yuanyang pot", but the most correct name, is "Zimu pot".

Yeah, that's what Grandma Yan said, the solution to the problem. If you eat Yuanyang pot will "double, double, double fly", then eat son mother pot, it is "you have me".

Gu LIANG PHARYNX PHARYNX SALIVA, CLIP A PIECE OF TOFU TO RINSE, I QUICKLY STOPPED HER: "DON'T WORRY...... I HAVE A PERSON TO INTRODUCE TO YOU KNOW."

Joe shallow came out from the dark, sat to Gu Liang opposite, to her showed a sorry smile: "Hello, I call Joe shallow...... is a Chuan...... girlfriend."

Gu Liang's eyes suddenly changed, chopsticks clip the tofu accidentally dropped on the table, she fumble to clip, I was the first step stopped: "nothing, dropped even."

Gu Liang RAISES A HEAD, SQUEEZE OUT A disappointed SMILE: "LEARN elder sister YOU REALLY BEAUTIFUL...... AND ELDER GOOD MATCH......"

Qiao shallow seems to see something from Gu Liang's smile, turned his head and glared at me: "Thank you for your praise... I am a local, you come far away is a guest, have a good taste of Chongqing food......"

She shabu two pieces of meat in the white soup, respectively clip to Gu Liang and himself. I forced myself to cook in the red soup and ate quietly.

See Gu Liang ate the dish, Joe suddenly stood up and made a bow to Gu Liang: "little sister, I'm sorry... later... please give more advice."

Gu Liang as if to think through what general, suddenly poured himself a full cup of beer, looked up and drank, loudly said to us: "Elder sister, elder sister, I bless you...... don't need to instruct, I also don't want to have nothing to disturb you......"

She also stood up, knead eyes to go outside: "Senior sorry, I suddenly have a little urgent matter...... FIRST GO BACK...... SENIOR SISTER, take good care of SENIOR......"

Looking at her receding figure, I gave a wry smile. Silly girl, you and Joe shallow said, not the same thing.

Yan grandma face grave nod, Qiao shallow sigh, Gu Liang disappeared in the direction of the.

This night, although there was no Qiao shallow, but I still did not sleep well, all night worrying about whether things were going well.

Until morning, I received a phone call from Gu Liang.

"School sister... What do you want me to do..."

"Agawa, it's me..." That head although still Gu Liang timbre, but give me completely different feeling, "successful, I immediately go to find you."

In the hotel lobby, I met Gu Liang... Or Joe shallow.

Qiao shallow love to wear a long dress over the always love to wear sportswear Gu Liang body, let me feel some violation, but also brought a strange sense of familiarity. I couldn't believe it. "You are?" I asked tentatively.

She A gentle SMILE, for ME TO TEASE TEASE SIDEburns: "ACCOMPANY ME back TO a home... THREE YEARS HAVE NOT SEEN MY MOTHER."

Success! My life is saved, and Joe shallow is back with me!

On the way to Joe's house, I couldn't help but ask Joe shallow: "Now... how do you feel?"

Qiao smiled and said: "Very good... although it is not in harmony with this picture of the body, but I have been very satisfied... And Gu Liang's memory is also in my mind, there is no problem dealing with her family and friends in the future... but in order to avoid any flaws, slowly or cut off contact with them...

"So... is Gu Liang already..." "I faltered.

"She's not dead yet," Qiao sighed. "She's in this body, too, but she's lost control of it. She can feel everything I see and hear, and she'll watch me live as she is, and communicate with her family and friends, but she can't do anything about it..."

When I saw Aunt Jo, she looked at us quizzically. Joe shallow stepped forward, pulled her aside, said something only mother and daughter two people know. Within moments, the two were crying in each other's arms.

Aunt Joe wiping tears, one hand tightly holding Joe shallow not to put: "shallow shallow you finally come back... Mom missed you to death... I was not good, if I did not force you to come back, you will not... I also can't help it, your father died early, I really can't leave you, you go out to read a few years of college I have been going crazy......"

Joe shallow choked up to comfort his mother: "Nothing mother, I don't blame you, you see I'm not back..."

I didn't speak. I just sat quietly and let them enjoy their reunion. As the night wore on and their mood stabilized, they began to say, "Aunt, shallow will have to go back with me in a few days... After all, she uses someone else's body, in order to avoid suspicion, she will go back for a few years, and when the limelight is over, we will go back to Chongqing or take you over, it is easy to say..."

"Yes, yes..." Aunt Jo nodded hurriedly. "Just remember to come back, I won't interfere..."

"Shallow," I stood up, "you continue to accompany aunt, I go to the cave hot pot...... this time thanks to Grandma Yan they, I have to thank a lot.

Upon entering the shop, Zhang just glanced at me without speaking to me. I have some strange, but in the end guilty, also dare not ask him, just go straight to the door of Grandma Yan.

She and the old teahouse man had been sitting for a long time, beckoning me to come, and the table was full of rich dishes.

"Is it all done? Grandma Yan smirked.

"It's easy! I gave her a thumbs up, raised the glass, "To you!"

Then I held up the cup to the old man in the teahouse: "Grandpa, thanks to you this time... I met you by chance, but you helped me so much without asking for anything in return, I did it!"

The old man in the teahouse seems to be some embarrassed, slightly side body, did not accept my cup: "The old man I...... can not say that do not ask for return......"

Oh, what do you mean? I was curious, but before I could ask, the phone rang.

"Chuan, you have a bad stomach. Drink less wine at night, okay?"

"Don't worry, shallow, I know..." Hang up the phone, I apologize to everyone a smile, "you see, just come back on the tube on me, after the day ah, bitter......"

Here, ZHANG BOSS END UP A HOT POT: "WELL, AFRAID YOU HAVE a PSYCHOLOGICAL SHADOW ON THE YUANYANG POT, specially CHANGED into the SON MOTHER pot...... REST ASSURED TO EAT!"

"No, you are right!" I laughed, rinse the meat in the white soup, "these days I have not eaten, today can rest assured to eat a meal......"

In the middle of the drink, I asked MYSELF a question that had been bothering me for a long time: "Why do you think I just came to have dinner and met Qiao Shallow?"

Grandma Yan smiled and pointed to the furniture in the shop: "Young man, look at the table, chair and bench placement, it is exquisite... This is a feng shui array, I personally arranged the old woman... specially to attract people and ghosts who are concerned but separated by Yin and Yang to come here...

I A AGITATE SPIRIT: "THIS...... YAN GRANDMA YOU CLOTH UNDER SO WHAT IS A ARRAY TO DO?"

The old man in the teahouse sighed: "It's not for me... I had a tumor in my head a while ago, and I could die at any time... Shu Fen, afraid that I would lose my soul, specially arranged this scene to ensure that we could meet again in the future..."

I asked curiously: "Yan Grandma, you have great powers, have not calculated which day grandpa passed away?"

As soon as the words are out, I suddenly realize that something is wrong. I want to slap myself in the face -- which day did you ask someone else to die?

Did not expect, Yan grandma but do not care: "how did not calculate? June three."

I turned to the calendar on my phone, looked at it, and froze.

Today, it is already the fourth day of June.

I shivered and unconsciously looked under the table -- empty, legless, under the old man's chair.

Seeing that I had found it, he sighed. "That's right, young man, I'm dead."

I didn't know what to say, racking my brain trying to figure out how not to be embarrassed, but I heard Grandma Yan say something that shocked me.

"Young man... thank you, this son mother pot method, I did not know whether it can be done, with your help me this practice, I am sure..."

Hearing this, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

I STRONG SMILE TO STAND UP: "THAT WHAT, TWO PEOPLE...... MY GIRLFRIEND CONTROL STRICT, I HAVE TO hurry BACK......"

I was about to take my first step when I suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy.

Grandma Yan smiled at me, showing her big gold-inlaid teeth: "Young man, is this mother pot delicious?"

The old teahouse man sighed, said "sorry" to me, and walked towards me.

I HURRIEDLY BLUNT SHOP DOORWAY SHOUT: "ZHANG BOSS HELP! Ba GENERAL QUICK COME!"

But WHAT I SEE, IT IS ZHANG BOSS IS TAKING RED CLOTH TO WRAP THE IDOL OF BA GENERAL, THEN COLDLY SAW MY ONE EYE.

They are... It's a group...

Without the protection of the idol, the old man of the teahouse did not hesitate any more, and lunged at me...

I am a... Who?

I'm Agawa, by the way. Ha ha ha, from today on, I am Agawa!

Young and strong body, is good ah...

Shu Fen's concerned eye looked toward me to come over: "HOW?"

"At ease! I smiled, picked up her bong smoke, "memory is almost inherited."

Lao Zhang wiped his hands and came over: "So, this way is feasible? In the future, the three of us can rely on this" escape from the shell "plan to live forever!"

"Now, pack your things before anyone else sees you..." I take out the mobile phone in the pocket, clumsy operation, "I accompany this little girl baby to fool for a period of time...... Shu Fen you calculate oneself still have how many days, when the time comes I will take her back......"

"Shallow, I'm Chuan... Let's leave Chongqing tomorrow..."