30.Chapter 30

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date="2020-11-26"

title="30.Chapter 30"

weight="106424"

series = ["Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms"]

mode = "manual"

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Chu He opened his eyes.

In the dark, his eyes were clear, not sleepy, and he stared at the high ceiling of the bedroom motionlessly.

Zhou Hui's faint snoring sound came from him, and he was very familiar with the sound-this man was completely asleep.

It's not easy, Zhou Hui hasn't fallen asleep in front of him for a long time. Since he was arrested in H City and taken to Beijing, or, since Zhou Hui put a golden ring on his lumbar spine, he has never lost his sober mind in front of him.

In the dense darkness like ink, Chu He's thinking diverged slightly. He thought that this kind of vigilance was Zhou Hui's use of history as a mirror to reorganize the mountains and rivers after suffering a loss, or as a blood sea monster from the bottom, who has long been buried in his bones in the endless fighting and growing day after day. What about the personality traits in?

In any case, it is worthy of praise.

Chu He turned over silently, his fingers touched Zhou Hui's chest, and he easily reached into his chest as if he was trying to fetch something.

The muscles, blood vessels, and bones under his hands seemed to be invisible. His hands carefully searched through the internal organs, patrolling back and forth in Zhou Hui's body, and said "Huh?" in his heart.

Nowhere...Where will it hide?

Zhou Hui snorted unconsciously, and Chu He immediately stopped and stared at his face. There was no movement for a while, and he touched up the abdominal viscera again until he carefully touched the ventricle, his expression changed subtlely.

-Hanging under the heart.

Sweat leaked out of Chu He's forehead.

He took a deep breath, settled, and tried to stabilize his hand. The blood vessels under the ventricle are intricately intricate. Chu He touched the blood vessels little by little. After touching the cold and smooth thing, he didn't pull it off. Instead, he carefully touched the surrounding area, sure. After all the knots were opened, pinched the thing with extremely small force and shook it lightly.

Zhou Hui seemed uncomfortable and moved on the pillow.

Fortunately, didn't wake up. It seems that the combination of ice spring water and Shura flowers is really strong, and Asura Dao sometimes produces some useful things.

Chu He grabbed the cold object and pulled it slightly and quickly to get it out of his body——

That is a key.

By the light outside the window, it can be seen that the key is no more than half a pinky finger. The ordinary flat bronze spoon has extremely fine patterns carved on the surface, making it look like twisted nails or wedges on some bronze utensils. Components.

Chu He squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, thinking that Zhou Hui carved such a complicated pattern by himself? I didn't see that he had a hobby of carving things before.

Could it be that it has been okay for the past few years to carve things privately to pass the time?

Chu He let out an inaudible sigh, put away the bronze spoon, and took out an ordinary key of similar size from under his pillow, and gently placed it into Zhou Hui's chest.

Although it's simple to put it out, Chu He still didn't dare to stretch his hand to the side of his heart, and hung it lightly above his left rib. In fact, this position is already very close. As long as Zhou Hui is not okay to play with his heart, he will not find that the key inside has been changed into another one.

Chu He lay down again lightly. This movement may still make some movement, Zhou Hui moved in a daze, "...the fourth child?"

Chu He did not answer.

Zhou Hui rolled over and hugged him in his arms, rubbing his head between his neck, making a snoring sound. After rubbing for a long time, Chu He finally patted his sturdy back with his backhand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nightmare..." Zhou Hui said lazily: "Dreaming that you and Van Lo ran away, leaving me at home and dragging the two children..."

"Your kids won't stay at home honestly."

Zhou Hui's half-dream and half-awake consciousness was rather vague, and it took a long time to understand it and couldn't help but laugh. He stuffed Chu He into his arms, and just wanted to let him fall into the dark dreamland again, but suddenly remembered something in his mind, and suddenly got up: "Oops!"

"--what happened?"

Zhou Hui sat on the bed, staring at him unblinking, and did not speak for a long time.

No matter how calm, Rao Chu He was slightly discolored by this gaze, he narrowed his eyes for a while, and tentatively asked, "What happened?"

"I... didn't check out." Zhou Hui finally murmured after a long while, with a subtle expression on his face: "I told them that the treat tonight... I forgot to check out when I left."

"..." Chu He twitched his mouth: "It's okay, let Zhang Shunjie."

Zhang Shun did not settle, and the money was paid by Yu Jingzhong.

Before Yu Jingzhong came to the bar, he was in a very good mood.

In the afternoon, he went to the hospital to pick up Yan Lanyu. He heard from the doctor that Yan Lanyu was recovering well, and the prescriptions Zhou Hui prescribed were very useful. Although the soul cannot be fully recovered in a short while, the damage to the internal organs is greatly reduced; Yan Lanyu went to buy things for living in Beijing. He bought him clothes, footwear, daily necessities, and computers. The car was full of stuff.

Although Vice Yu didn't have the means to make money for the team leaders, and was often ridiculed by the group as poor civil servants, he saved a Beijing house anyway. The location of the house is not bad. Between the Fourth Ring and the Fifth Ring, the east-facing bedroom has been vacant until now, just in time to move Yan Lanyu in.

He drove Yan Lanyu home to set up some things, and wanted to ask someone to help him download various software on the computer, but the phone was blocked by Yan Lanyu before he made the call and said, "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"Will you?" Yu Jingzhong was a little skeptical.

Yan Lanyu smiled and did not answer.

Although Yu Jingzhong doubts that Yan Lanyu grew up in the tantric school in Tokyo, whether he has ever gone to school, and whether he knows the basic knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry; but he thinks that Yan Lanyu should be more sensitive in his heart and do not want to give him any feeling of harm. So just pretended to be very trusting and ignored it.

Yu Fu's two-year-old daughter was taken to the nursery by the nanny, and the two ordered a takeaway at home for lunch. Yan Lanyu's gestures in daily life are very elegant. It is conceivable that he has been trained. He is silent and very fast when eating. He can hardly hear any sound, and put down his chopsticks within ten minutes.

Yu Jingzhong quickly swallowed the fish-flavored pork shreds in his mouth: "Don't you eat more? Doesn't it suit the taste?"

"No," Yan Lanyu said, "I didn't eat much."

Mr. Yu seldom eats at home, and occasionally does not clean up after eating at home. The bowls are thrown in the kitchen sink for the nanny to wash. But today he insisted on washing the dishes after dinner. He pressed Yan Lanyu, who asked if he needed help, and sat down on the sofa in the living room, righteously saying: "What a joke! I love washing dishes the most. I don’t want others to wash dishes at my house. Don't worry!"

Then he turned around and flushed every bowl with big water in the kitchen and stuffed it all into the cupboard.

Yan Lanyu was sitting upright on the sofa in the living room, neither looking around nor talking, just like a well-educated and restrained guest. From Yu Jingzhong's perspective, he can see his side face, but he can't see what he is thinking at all. It seems that even the air around him seems particularly quiet and silent.

Yu Jingzhong was very tangled, thinking while wiping his hands with an apron in the kitchen. After pondering for a long time, the old man suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and immediately ran to cut an apple, cut it piece by piece, inserted a toothpick, and brought it to the living room:

"Apples are a good thing. Eat a top and a full one. Tomorrow I will buy a pigeon and come back to make soup for you."

Yan Lanyu was stunned, took the fruit plate and smiled at him.

——This smile made Yu Jingzhong's good mood lasting for a day.

However, after arriving at the bar in the evening, he was in no mood.

When he and Yan Lanyu went to the bar near Gongti, Zhang Shunzheng was sitting bored and playing with his mobile phone. He didn't drink because of his hand injury. In front of him was Coca-Cola, which was priced as high as 80 yuan in the bar, to the hot girls who were dressed in cool clothes. We turned a blind eye; Shinwan Tenji had already killed three cups of eighty-dollar Coke, and it was hard that he didn't want to go to the toilet. At this moment, he was crunching the ice cubes and learning the knot mudra from the comic book with relish: "Hey The art of shadow clone!"

Li Hu was very happy at all times. He wore ten-centimeter high heels and twisted his hips on the dance floor. The miniskirt was as short as if he was going to run out at any time, and the seaweed-like curls flicked and screamed.

Yu Jingzhong felt a headache looking at her like that, and leaned on her forehead and asked, "Where are Zhou Hui and Feng Si?"

"Feng Si seemed to have come here just now and made a glass of wine for Zhou Hui, and then the two of them left together." Shinwan Tenji said without looking up: "Based on Zhou Hui's reaction, Feng Si should not be making wine. It's an aphrodisiac, but it doesn't matter. The key is who pays today's account... the shadow avatar technique!"

Zhang Shun refers to Li Hu: "woman." refers to Shinwan Tenji: "child." refers to himself: "the wounded." Then he raised his head and looked at Yu Jingzhong expectantly.

"..." Yu Jingzhong said angrily: "So you made seven or eight calls on the way to urge me to come just to find someone to pay the bill!"

Shinwan Tenji didn't raise his head: "——Shadow clone art!"

There are countless black lines popping up on Deputy Yu, and I just feel that I should be the leader of such a group of people, and my career is hopeless in this life. It's better to resign and go back to my hometown to be a police officer at the police station. Maybe a blind date in a small city is easier Looking for a wife.

"Don't worry, we didn't drink much. You see it's all Coke. The 100-piece tube of potato chips Shinwan Tenji doesn't cost too much." Zhang Shun probably saw Yu Fu's violent face, pointing to the desktop and comforted: "Just Zhou Hui opened a bottle of whiskey, here, there is still a bottom left, would you like a glass?"

——Actually, Yu Jingzhong was not thinking about money, he was thinking about the deeper confusion and distress than money; but Zhang Shun said, his eyes fell on the whiskey bottle on the table, with a very iconic shape and The trademark instantly hit the sensitive nerves of poor civil servants.

In the next second, Yu Fu's roar went straight into the world: "Zhou Hui, me x your sister——!"

Yan Lanyu sat on the side and watched without saying a word. When Shinwan Tenji made a mudra for the eighth time and shouted: "The art of shadow clone!", suddenly he said: "...the seal is not right."

"That's how it is drawn in the comics," Shinwan Tenji ignored everything around him, staring at the comic book blankly.

"The avatar technique is not any of the five element seals of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, but the'third element' printed by the four images of the fighters who are fighting. You can try to change the lion seal outside the knot." Yan Lanyu said, "but, I I suggest you not try it here, because you have sufficient vitality and a Tibetan origin. It would be bad if you really summon dozens of clones."

Shinwan Tenji raised his head.

He also looked at Yan Lanyu from a distance when he was in the hospital, but the latter was rescued at ICU at the time, and through the glass wall and breathing mask, he couldn't actually see what the person looked like. This was the first time he looked at Yan Lanyu face to face. The distance was so close that even the thick, drooping eyelashes of the opponent were clearly visible.

"you are……"

Yan Lanyu casually made a gesture of the wheel seal of the King Kong, and smiled and nodded.

Although the young Onmyoji dressed in ordinary clothes, his temperament was calm, his eyes were gentle, and he was soft with a bitterness that the gods and ghosts did not dare to get close.

Shinwan Tenji snapped off the manga, but instead of picking it up, he raised his hand to caress his chest tightly, with a trance:

"I..." he murmured, "...I found true love."