In order to avoid arousing suspicion, He Ruixue went to work and went home as usual, but asked Fang Wanggui to secretly keep an eye on Sun Laiyi and tell her if anything was slightly wrong.
Just after getting off work, a stranger came to see her.
The man's expression when he saw her was like someone in a fire scene seeing a firefighter, and he said anxiously, "Excuse me, are you Comrade He Ruixue?"
"It's me. What do you want from me?"
"That's great, Comrade He. I'm the receptionist at Huaian Funeral Home. Our director fainted at home today and wouldn't wake up no matter how hard we tried. He left a note on the table telling me not to call a doctor and to come see you if he didn't wake up by the afternoon."
He took out a piece of paper to testify to his own situation. It had a few simple lines of words on it, exactly as he said, with his address at the bottom.
"Doesn't he have anything to tell me?" She herself was confused. What was the point of going?
"No, Comrade He, why don't you come back with me? Maybe you'll have a solution when we get there."
"OK."
He Ruixue thought that although Jiang Yanxu was occasionally a little off, he was reliable most of the time and knew the secrets.
Since he needs it, why not let her go and take a look?
The two arrived at the funeral home. Jiang Yanxu lived in the back room. His room was very neat and simple.
Two ancient ink paintings depicting strange beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas hang at the entrance, and then there is an antique display cabinet that takes up an entire wall. The antiques on display are all fine pieces, and Taoist books with blue covers are placed underneath.
There is a low table in the center, with two cushions placed around it, and a single bed against the wall. The head of the bed is a cabinet with a bronze incense burner on it with a sliver of incense burning in it.
Fortunately, few people come to the funeral home, otherwise this layout would be a sin among sins in this era.
Jiang Yanxu lay on the bed with his eyes closed. The room was dark, and a little light came in, like cold moonlight.
His already outstanding and otherworldly face now looked somewhat elegant and beautiful, with an appearance as if he were soaring into the clouds and the sun, and bones as thick as snow and frost. He did not look like he was in a coma, but rather like an unrestrained immortal sleeping with the moon in his arms, or drunkenly sleeping among the moving clouds.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but not long after He Ruixue entered the room, the person on the bed woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but frown.
The eyes that were originally as bright as autumn water and cold as stars now seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze, filled with turbid gray, like a starry sky blocked by dark clouds, and the beauty was greatly reduced.
Jiang Yanxu stretched out his hand and gestured in the air. Sure enough, he could not see anything. A bitter smile appeared on his lips, and he quickly accepted the current situation.
Cai Weimin immediately came forward and said, "Brother Jiang, you're awake. I brought He Ruixue here. It's really helpful. What happened to you?"
The person on the bed nodded slightly, pointed to his eyes, and then pointed to his mouth. His vocal cords were obviously vibrating, but no sound came out.
He Ruixue's heart sank to the bottom. What on earth had happened to cause such a capable person like Jiang Yanxu to fall into a situation where he was both dumb and blind?
But Cai Weimin didn't understand what he meant and said to himself, "Don't worry, I've given everyone in the museum a holiday, so no one will notice your illness. Do you really not want a doctor to take a look?"
Jiang Yanxu waved his hand and gestured with his left hand. Cai Weimin understood and reached out to put his hand on him.
“Bang!”
Jiang Yanxu opened his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, signaling him to leave.
"Brother Jiang, if there's anything you two have to talk about alone, I've been taking care of you all along."
Cai Weimin felt a little aggrieved, but seeing his resolute attitude, he could only turn around and say, "Then I'll wait for you outside. Comrade He, you must talk to Brother Jiang properly. He sometimes talks nonsense. Don't scold him if you don't understand. Brother Jiang can't stand it right now."
"I understand. Go ahead and leave."
He Ruixue had no choice but to send him away. Seeing Jiang Yanxu still waving at her, she gave people a feeling of bewildered dependence. She was indeed a beauty, and she could easily make people soften their hearts by showing a little vulnerability.
She unconsciously took a step forward and held his hand, intending to comfort him with her own hands.
Unfortunately, Jiang Yanxu obviously didn't need it. He grabbed her wrist and turned it over, making her keep her palm facing up, then stretched out his index finger and wrote a word on her palm.
"transport."
He Ruixue didn't quite understand what he meant, but she realized that he might be in trouble now, so she stopped hesitating and clicked on the [Lucky Moment] card in the system space and chose to give it to him.
Regardless of whether Jiang Yanxu wants this or not, at least this thing can help him.
The card took effect instantly. The person on the bed seemed to have a rosier complexion, and his hands and feet were no longer weak.
He moved his wrist and wrote on her palm: "The barrier to seeking the truth, the loss of all five senses, without luck..." He raised his finger and pointed at his ear.
This means that if this card hadn't replenished his luck in time, the next thing he would have lost would be his hearing.
Is the situation really so critical?
"What's the matter with you?"
Jiang Yanxu was thinking, not about how to tell her, but about what he could reveal to her. He hesitantly wrote, "The laws of nature change, the winds rise and the clouds surge, the lone boat sinks and floats, and the cycle of reincarnation repeats itself."
The Riddler got out of her world.
Although He Ruixue was dissatisfied, he also understood that this was the limit of what he could remind her.
She did not forget that the person in front of her was a completely abandoned child of God. Unlike ordinary people, he had a lower tolerance rate and a higher cost of trial and error.
Once you take a slightly risky action, good things may not happen, but bad things will definitely happen.
"How long will you continue like this?"
"Seven days at the shortest, or even longer..."
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