Chapter 76
Rong Jing, who was lifted up, looked at the two little paper figures.
The little paper man blinked innocently.
Rong Jing: “…”
It's really embarrassing.
He poked Xie Changshi's side and muttered quietly, "Put me down now! Don't I have any dignity? My image as a great man in their hearts will be ruined."
"If you care too much about what others think, you will not live a happy life." Xie Changshi changed the way he carried the person and held the person directly in his arms. Rong Jing was afraid that he would fall, so his two long legs subconsciously hooked around Xie Changshi's waist. His chin rested on the man's shoulder and met the eyes of the two little paper figures again.
When the little paper man saw the ambiguous and intimate look between the two, he covered his eyes embarrassedly.
Rong Jing thought to himself, this really makes me look terrible.
But since his image was gone, there was no need for him to worry about his current posture... After all, he didn't even have to walk, how cool was that.
Xie Changshi carried him with ease, quickly turning into the master bedroom and closing the door, completely blocking the sight of the two little paper figures. When Rong Jing was placed on the bed, his back pressed against the soft mattress, his mind fluttered, and he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Are we going to sleep together tonight?"
"You don't like sleeping with me?" Xie Changshi slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his tone slightly deeper as he added, "Isn't it normal for couples to sleep together?"
It's quite normal.
But it seems that it shouldn't be that fast.
There's something wrong about sleeping in the same bed right after we confirmed our relationship.
However, when Rong Jing thought about the fact that he had dreamed of marrying Xie Changshi on the first night after confirming their relationship, he seemed to have no right to say that Xie Changshi was impatient.
He was urged by Xie Changshi to take a shower, and then he walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and wearing loose pajamas. He politely handed the towel to Xie Changshi and said, "Thank you for your hard work, boyfriend."
Xie Changshi pinched his cheek and said with a smile, "It's my honor."
He took the towel and placed it over Rong Jing's head, wiping it gently with just the right amount of force until it was half dry. Then he picked up the hair dryer. The warm breeze and Xie Changshi's occasional soothing pressure on his head made Rong Jing drowsy. By the time the faint noise of the hair dryer died down, he could barely keep his eyes open.
She rolled onto the bed naturally, picked up Xie Changshi's quilt, covered herself with it, and said to Xie Changshi, "Remember to help me move the dolls on my bed."
But Xie Changshi stuffed the suited man into his arms and said, "The same goes for this one."
Rong Jing looked down at the clown and thought, he is a little ugly, but at least he looks a bit like Xie Changshi, so it’s the same if I hold him while sleeping.
So, when Xie Changshi finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, Rong Jing had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The boy's face was pressed against the pillow, and next to him was a little doll wearing a suit and looking serious.
It's quite cute.
Xie Changshi smiled silently, then walked out of the master bedroom. Seeing the two little paper figures still sitting obediently on the table, he took the initiative to walk over, picked up the two little paper figures, and walked to one of the empty rooms. He pointed inside and said, "You can stay here for tonight. I'll have someone prepare the room tomorrow."
This room was originally a storage room, but it was empty.
Xie Changshi usually lives alone, and the whole house is empty, showing the modern minimalist style to the fullest.
It was only after Rong Jing came that he added some things that Rong Jing needed and liked to the house.
But Rong Jing is usually out fortune-telling for people and doesn't spend much time at home, so the empty place remains empty.
The elder brother among the little paper figures saw the large open space behind him and the small cushion on the floor that Xie Changshi had brought over. His face became very serious and he bowed politely: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, good night." Xie Changshi turned off the lights for them, turned around and walked back into the bedroom.
The slight movement of lifting the quilt and getting into bed slightly woke up the sleeping boy, but Rong Jing only opened one eye in a daze. When he saw clearly that the person approaching him in the dark was Xie Changshi, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and sniffed the familiar and pleasant scent, and took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.
Xie Changshi smiled, brushed the back of the boy's neck, and whispered, "Good night, baby."
…
the next day.
Rong Jing's studio reopened and immediately welcomed many guests.
At noon, Chi Bai came to the studio with A Qiu, saying that he would take him to dinner. Rong Jing thought of the time when he met Zhao Ping before, when Chi Bai mentioned that he would treat him and Senior Si Liu to a big meal to comfort their traumatized hearts.
Therefore, considering Si Liu's identity as an evil ghost, the four of them went to Tianditong.
Rong Jing was still thinking about how he'd used the two Tianditong bosses to deal with Han Yu that day, and now he felt guilty stepping into the Tianditong mall. Unexpectedly, Aqiu put his arm around his shoulders, raised an eyebrow at him, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I already checked before coming here. Both Tianditong bosses are not here today, so we can eat without worry."
"Aqiu, you are so thoughtful."
"Thank you very much." The main reason was that he didn't want to see those two people.
Rong Jing is not the only one who feels guilty.
The hot pot restaurant at Tianditong had private rooms, so Chi Bai requested one. The two of them, a zombie, and a demon stayed in the room, eating hot pot and chatting. When talking about the situation at Huaqing Sect, Chi Bai stroked his chin thoughtfully, "You're right, my uncle and his men also went to Jiangyang Mountain, but there's been no news since then. I don't know how the dragon vein issue has been handled."
"What's the situation in Jiangyang Mountain?" Rong Jing had only heard Changhe mention it once before, but didn't know more.
"I'm not very clear about the details, but I heard that a section of the dragon vein was destroyed."
Rong Jing frowned slightly.
His Feng Shui skills were average, but he knew the importance of dragon veins to a country's destiny. Although it sounded like a section was destroyed, the actual impact it brought was huge.
"Elder He Yu of the Heavenly Master Alliance observed the celestial phenomena at night and believed that a natural disaster was very likely to occur in East City." When he said this, Chi Bai's originally casual expression slightly tightened and his brows furrowed.
Observing the celestial phenomena at night is actually a way to spy on the secrets of heaven. Elder He Yu, as one of the five masters of Qingyun Sect, has never made a mistake in spying on the secrets of heaven. This means that East City does need to be guarded against.
"Is it related to the dragon vein?"
"Maybe." Chi Bai scratched his head. "I wanted to ask a few more questions, but my old man just opened his mouth and -"
He imitated his old man's speech: "Why do you ask so many questions? We old guys will take care of everything. Even if the sky falls, you don't have to worry about it. Hurry up and get back to work."
Aqiu commented: "Exactly the same."
Rong Jing had never seen the 'old man' that Chi Bai mentioned, but seeing A Qiu's admiring expression, he knew that it was okay to use the word 'lifelike' to describe Chi Bai's performance.
Chi Bai shrugged: "Since he said so, there's no point in asking more questions, so why don't I invite you guys to dinner?"
Ah Qiu pierced his thoughts: "You say that, but when we get back to the special department, I'll probably have to dig out the information about Jiang Yangshan and read it hundreds of times."
Chi Bai: “…”
Rong Jing couldn't help but laughed.
…
At the same time, in Zegan Town.
Ben Qi hid in the corner of the dilapidated house with cold sweat on his face. He covered his shoulder with his hands. The pain made his facial expression become particularly hideous, and even his temples twitched uncontrollably.
He took a deep breath, pulled his hand off, and tilted his head to look to the right side of his body.
His right arm had been cut off by the white-haired man ten minutes ago. Then, under his angry gaze, the man kicked up the severed arm and fed it to the evil spirit he raised.
The moment the evil ghost appeared, Ben Qi's heart sank to the bottom.
He originally thought that he and the white-haired man were fighting back and forth, but he didn't expect that the other party still had a trump card hidden. The powerful aura carried by the evil ghost, once it appeared, made the whole sky and earth change color, and the surrounding area directly stepped into night from daytime. The scarlet eyes looked over at him, making Ben Qi stiffen all over and unable to move.
Ben Qi gritted his teeth and struggled to free himself from the feeling of confinement. He didn't dare stay where he was and could only run forward frantically. This run brought him to this almost abandoned town.
But Ben Qi had a premonition that he could not escape.
During the time he was being hunted by the white-haired man, he deliberately went into crowds. He left his mark everywhere, from the large shopping malls to the cinemas and schools in the city center. Since he had been there, he naturally wanted to leave some mark. But what Ben Qi didn't expect was that no matter what tricks he used, even if the talisman paper turned into thousands of long swords that fell from the sky and shot down the students, the white-haired man would arrive in time and hold up a wall of safety for them.
So, after these few days, except for himself, everyone else was in perfect condition.
Ben Qi licked his lips, sniffing the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air, and could only prop himself up and continue walking forward. But the moment he stood up, a black long sword suddenly penetrated the wall, brushed past Ben Qi's face, and embedded itself in the wall behind him.
Ben Qi stayed where he was.
His face was only a centimeter away from the sword, which was still trembling and humming, and his face belatedly felt the pain. A streak of blood slowly emerged, and blood flowed from it.
Feng Si took a step forward and stood in front of him in mid-air, with his eyes lowered, staring at him with a pair of eyes that showed neither sadness nor joy.
"You..." Ben Qi recovered, his whole body in excruciating pain, but his desire to survive also reached its peak. He opened his mouth and asked, "What do you want in exchange for letting me go? As long as you let me go, I can give you anything you want."
"What I want is your life." Feng Si's brows were cold, and her tied white hair curled in the cold wind. She looked at him and said word by word, "You have no chance to refuse."
With a twist of his wrist, the talisman paper, held between his slender fingers, transformed into a long black sword. Feng Si swung it, charging straight at Ben Qi's face. Ben Qi's pupils constricted upon seeing this, and he turned and ran to the side without hesitation. However, at the same moment, the sword emitted a sharp humming sound, and in the blink of an eye, it instantly split into thousands of long swords, raining down from all directions.
Bang, bang, bang bang!
A long sword suddenly hit the road ahead, and Ben Qi stepped back suddenly. The next second, a long sword also fell behind him.
In just one second, all escape routes were blocked.
Ben Qi seemed to have sensed something and slowly raised his head. What caught his eye was a huge golden sword above his head. On the top of the sword, the golden talisman paper mark was so bright that it almost blinded him.
At this moment, the feeling of approaching death is particularly strong.
He opened his mouth, looked at the approaching white-haired man, and wanted to say something.
But, there was a bang.
The long sword smashed down, and all the whimpers and screams were buried under the mud.
Feng Si placed the blood-red flag on the ground with an expressionless face. With a slight movement of his thin lips, the flag fluttered in the wind, and a screaming and struggling black shadow was slowly and forcibly sucked out from under the golden sword.
"Damn it!" Ben Qi's eyes were bloodshot with hatred.
Although he knew very well in his heart that someone as strong as Feng Si would know that killing someone means leaving nothing behind.
He was just hoping for a lucky break. What if Feng Si killed his body but forgot that his soul was still there?
But now, everything told him that he was dreaming!
Feng Si stared at him coldly with his icy eyes. Only when the last ray of black light belonging to the evil spirit dissipated under the blood-red flag did he pick up the flag and turn away.
That afternoon.
Qu Xuan, carrying a lot of bags on his back and holding the live broadcast equipment high in his hands, walked around the gravel with difficulty and headed towards Zegan Town.
He is an adventure streamer. A while ago, a fan sent him a private message saying that the now-abandoned town of Zegan was once filled with countless strange rumors, so he wanted to explore it. According to the fan, one of the main reasons for the abandonment of Zegan Town was a fire that broke out decades ago and the source of which could not be found. The most bizarre thing was that many firefighters came at the time, but the fire could not be put out.
Everyone said that Zegan Town was cursed, so the remaining survivors slowly began to move out of Zegan Town.
To this day, Zegan Town has become an abandoned town.
As Qu Xuan walked in, he talked about the history of Zegan Town. He said, "Although I don't believe in such supernatural things, and the saying that the fire cannot be put out is a bit exaggerated, it's strange that a lot of the information I found said so. It makes me almost doubt my own-"
Before he could finish his words, Qu Xuan suddenly frowned: "Why do I seem to smell a scent of blood?"
Qu Xuan has millions of fans, and quite a few of them are watching his live broadcast at the moment. When they heard this, they all put exclamation marks on the screen.
[Old Qu, stop talking nonsense. What you said makes this place seem even more eerie!]
[I haven't been back since I moved out of Zegan Town with my parents. I never thought Old Qu would be so brave.]
[It's true that the fire in Zegan Town couldn't be extinguished. My brother was one of the firefighters at the time. We finally put out the fire after we invited a Taoist priest from a Taoist temple!]
[Is this true? Why is it getting more and more mysterious?]
[Wait, Lao Qu, turn the camera to the left. Why do I see a large area of red? Is that blood?]
As this comment appeared, the rest of the audience held their breath. Qu Xuan himself subconsciously turned his head to look over. He first saw a large wall, but it was old and beginning to darken. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he could vaguely make out a different color covering it. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally took two steps forward and cautiously reached out to touch it. A strange sticky feeling instantly filled his fingertips.
Qu Xuan's face turned pale.
It's really blood!
Qu Xuan was so shocked by the blood that he completely forgot that he was still broadcasting live. He turned his gaze again and looked at the pit next door.
He looked over and a ferocious face suddenly appeared in his pupils.
…
The story of an adventure blogger's unexpected encounter with a recently deceased body quickly spread across the entire Internet.
In this regard, the police's investigation results showed that the deceased encountered a wild animal such as a wolf or a black bear in the wild and was chased by the animal, resulting in death.
Chi Bai flipped through the information and handed it to Rong Jing: "Here, your beast."
Rong Jing lowered his head in confusion. At the top of the information was a photo of the deceased. A thin man in his forties or fifties was lying on his back at the bottom of the pit, with fear and hatred on his face, and a huge hole in his chest.
Through this hole, you can vaguely see the internal organs.
"What do you mean?" Rong Jing asked.
"This is Ben Qi." When the name 'Ben Qi' came out of Chi Bai's mouth, Rong Jing's eyes lit up instantly.
The last time he heard about Ben Qi was before he went to Yanhe in Cangyun, when Ben Qi killed an employee of Baishui City's special department.
Then Uncle Feng Si appeared.
"So, it was Uncle Feng Si who killed Ben Qi?"
"That should be it." Chi Bai leaned over and flipped through two pieces of paper. On them were photos from nearby cameras. "Zegan Town is abandoned, so the roadside cameras are all turned off. However, on the way to Zegan Town, there was a surveillance video of Feng Si and Ben Qi fighting. Those videos were taken away by the Tianshi Alliance, leaving only a few photos. Take a look."
But the photos in the surveillance camera were not clear enough, and Rong Jing could only see a slender figure.
"This is Feng Si." Si Liu crossed his legs and pointed at the photo, "With such a thin waist, who else could it be but him?"
Chi Bai: "...I don't know why, but I have the illusion that you, Senior, are being a hooligan."
Rong Jing: "...but please don't let Uncle Feng Si hear this."
Si Liu glanced at them and curled his lips: "How can telling the truth be considered as being a hooligan? And if he heard it, then he heard it. It's not like I haven't been beaten by him before."
After hearing this, Rong Jing's focus suddenly shifted, and he asked curiously, "So, who won, you or my uncle?"
Si Liu: "I win."
Rong Jing: "I don't believe it."
Si Liu: "Then what are you asking?"
Seeing that the topic was about to go off on a tangent, Chi Bai quickly pulled back the zombie and ghost, one by one, and then got down to business. "It was an accident that this matter got so serious. However, since it has become so serious, I guess Tao Zi Guan also knows that Ben Qi is dead... The Tianshi Alliance thinks Tao Zi Guan may make some moves recently."
"They want revenge?"
"Well, it's very likely." Chi Bai reminded, "So I came here to, first, tell you where Senior Feng Si is, and second, to warn you two to be careful these days."
After saying this, I couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
If the guys from Taoziguan really met Rong Jing and Si Liu, it would be hard to say who would be more careful about safety.
"Then let me tell you a fortune." Rong Jing took out the tortoise shell with swift movements and shook it vigorously. After the copper coin fell onto the table, three heads came together to look at it.
Zhen on top and Zhen on bottom, both above and below are thunder, which is the Zhen hexagram, the line is the first nine.
Rong Jing whispered, "When danger comes, we can't take it lightly, but we can't be in a state of panic all day long."
Chi Bai: "Please keep it simple."
Rong Jing: "It's time to eat and drink. I want milk tea, do you want some?"
Chi Bai: “…”
Half an hour later, Chi Bai returned to the special department with a cup of brown sugar Bobo, while Rong Jing continued to tell fortunes for the customers.
The two little paper figures sat obediently by the side, listening to the conversation between Rong Jing and the guests, their eyes shining.
Time soon came to evening.
Rong Jing had seen off the last guest and was about to pack up and leave the studio when she heard Nie Liu outside the door shout in surprise, "Lin Ciyan? Why are you here?"
Rong Jing certainly knew Lin Ciyan. When they were planning to capture Tian Tong, they borrowed Lin Ciyan's villa.
He looked over curiously, but unexpectedly saw pink hair.
Rong Jing's eyes widened little by little.
It was actually him? !
Lin Ciyan stood at the gate, lips pursed. He peered inside and quickly spotted the young man emerging from the inner room. He pinched his fingertips, then turned to look at Nie Liu, whose face was filled with curiosity. He whispered, "I wanted to come over for a fortune-telling, but I didn't find out your closing time. I'll come back tomorrow."
Nie Liu had a good impression of Lin Ciyan, but the fortune-telling still had to be done by Rong Jing. As a small assistant, he couldn't ask Rong Jing to add a number, so he could only say to him, "Then come early tomorrow. We open at 9 o'clock and I guarantee you a fortune-telling."
This dandy young master had a broad smile on his face and his tone was sincere, which made Lin Ciyan's heart beat a little faster for a moment. He nodded and said okay.
But just as he turned to leave, Rong Jing also walked to the door.
The boy's eyes sparkled as he waved at him, "Don't bother. I'll count it for you today."
Lin Ciyan opened his mouth to say something, but Nie Liu pushed him and signaled him to hurry up and follow.
Lin Ciyan walked beside Rong Jing, and just as he was about to thank her, the young man couldn't wait to speak: "I didn't expect that the Lin Ciyan Nie Liu mentioned was actually you. I've been to the park several times and never saw you. I didn't expect that we were destined to meet."
Is it fate?
Lin Ciyan suddenly thought of the day when they parted in the park, when the boy raised his pretty face, waved his hand and said "See you next time".
He couldn't help but smile: "It's quite fate."
After entering the inner room and closing the door, Rong Jing turned around to look at Lin Ciyan again.
Lin Ciyan seemed to have changed quite a bit between the time she'd been in the park and today. That day, standing in the sunlight, her pink hair seemed to gleam like diamonds. But today, both her hair and complexion had a gloomy, dark look.
It was like a delicate and beautiful doll was suddenly covered with a layer of dust.
Thinking of this, he asked softly: "What do you want to calculate?"
Lin Ciyan lowered his eyes, countless images flashing through his mind. After a long moment, he pursed his lips and whispered, "I want to figure out whether I should give up on my family."
Rong Jing paused slightly as he held the turtle in his hand.
Lin Ciyan didn't notice his little gesture and just said, "I was separated from my biological parents when I was born, and they only found me two years ago. I've wanted to find my family since I was a child, but now... I think maybe I would be better off without them."
"So," he looked up and asked softly, "do you think I should give up on them?"
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