74.Chapter 74

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date="2020-11-26"

title="74.Chapter 74"

weight="106468"

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

mode = "manual"

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office. Zhou Hui closed the door with his backhand and immediately stretched out his hand: "Hurry up, give me a cigarette!"

Yu Jingzhong quickly touched a red panda and handed it over. Zhou Hui slapped it on fire and took a deep breath: "Hoo... I'm suffocating me to death. You look at me, just take this one."

From the egg to the little bird cub, the little phoenix couldn't leave people in the middle of the process, so Zhou Hui resisted the addiction to cigarettes until now, and finally got the little phoenix out of sight for half an hour. Just like that, he was afraid that the smell of smoke would not be exhausted after half an hour, so he didn't dare to smoke too much.

Yu Jingzhong and Zhang Shun both stared at him with silent eyes. After a while, Zhang Shun suddenly gloated and said: "...I suddenly remembered that it may take more than a thousand years for my brother from childhood to adulthood, so you alone The time of the vacant boudoir tut tut..."

"Brother-in-law," Zhou Hui said gloomily, "Lao Tzu is a person who killed the Buddha once, are you sure you still want to tease?"

Zhang Shun immediately turned his head and said nothing.

Yu Jingzhong hahahad the round, introduced the current situation of Guoan Group 6 to the two long-term absentees, discussed how everyone will rotate in the future, and the geographical distribution, focusing on the introduction of the fifth group and the The fourth group without the leader.

Zhou Hui took it for granted: "Galuda. Garuda is just a brick, so he needs to move wherever he is. In the future, he will be assigned the task of recruiting and training for field work. The salary should be increased by a little bit, and another five per month. A hundred yuan will do..."

Mr. Yu said, "I was just about to ask you. The day above, I asked me how Garuda compares to Phoenix King?"

"What is it? My second kid is a stupid, how?"

"..." The corner of Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "It means how well the wish is fulfilled... Phoenix is ​​not the real Mingwang, the big guys come to Xiangxiang to make a wish, and ask the National Development and Reform Commission whether to increase oil prices. Several times it worked. I just wanted to ask if the Dapeng Golden Bird also has the corresponding function.

Zhou Hui said, "Oh, it doesn't work to find Garuda. You should go to Little Phoenix. Put him in the infant car and tie him with a safety strap, otherwise he will run around, set a futon below to make people incense... …Remember that the tribute requires fresh milk, candies and honey, and the chocolate is afraid to let him eat more, for fear that he will not sleep at night."

Yu Jingzhong nodded and wrote down, while Zhang Shun suddenly stopped doing it: "Why can't you eat chocolate?"

"……what?"

"When I was a kid, my brother used to buy chocolates for me! Milk chocolate will obviously be fine!" Zhang Shun said excitedly: "If I can't bear to spend money, I just say, why not even eat chocolate?!"

"Can you take good care of my brother like this! My brother is too young now, don’t know, no matter how much money a man has! It’s true to spend money on him!" Zhang Shun held a dark eye socket and grabbed it immediately. Opportunity sprinkled anger on Zhou Hui's head: "I cheated my brother away even if he couldn't bear to buy chocolates. Such a stingy man should definitely be an orphan rhythm!"

Zhou Hui was a little bit wrong, staring at his indignant brother-in-law for a long time.

After a long while, he turned to Yu Vice and said: "Tell them to bring chocolate when they come to fragrant... Try to bring white chocolate."

Yu Jingzhong: "..."

At this time, the door was knocked twice and then pushed open. Garuda came in and looked curiously at the black-eyed, chicken-like Buddha and Yu Fu, who was full of black lines, and then asked, "Father? Have you taken the key to mother's office?"

Garuda finally stopped wearing his old sports t-shirt-but Dapeng Jinniao was frugal and self-denying. He took his father's credit card and only went to the mall to buy a set of discount shirts and jeans. He picked and steamed one in the restaurant. The cheapest snake, just came back after eating, and found that it was locked outside the office of the fourth group leader.

"Oh," Zhou Hui said casually, "your mother is studying painting there, so don't bother him...Is the restaurant downstairs open? Get me a takeaway."

Garuda turned around and left. After two steps, he turned around suspiciously: "Mother is learning to paint inside?"

"Hmm."

"Mother is transformed?!"

Before Zhou Hui could react, Garuda raised his foot and ran upstairs. Zhou Hui immediately jumped up and said angrily: "Your mother is mine! Don't go find him all the time! Hey, don't talk nonsense in front of your mother!"

In Zhou Hui's eyes, Jia Lou Luo's body was simply an old sweater for the season. Who knows if the little Phoenix will look at it, remember it in his heart, and wait for someday to suddenly recover his memory and drive Zhou Hui out. The family avenged the younger son. Helplessly, Garuda ran like his mother with the wind, and in a flash, the figure disappeared. Zhou Hui was about to chase out, suddenly there was a dull-boom!

Yu Jingzhong abruptly got up: "What's the matter?"

boom!

The ceiling shook, and fine dust fell.

Zhang Shun suddenly changed his expression: "——Upstairs!"

A few people rushed out of the office and went up the stairs, almost immediately following the vibration to lock the direction-it was the Chu He office upstairs directly connected by the internal elevator.

Many people rushed out of the office and looked around in amazement. Zhou Hui pushed everyone away, followed the stairs three steps and rushed up in two steps, ran directly to the door, and shouted, "Little Phoenix!"

"Send a few people to stop the restricted area, and don't let people run up." Yu Fu casually pulled a personal order, and then walked forward, only to hear a shock when he settled down—boom!

Yu Jingzhong's first reaction was the earthquake, or the foundation was laying in the house. With this sound, Zhou Hui's face immediately turned pale, and he lifted his leg and kicked the door viciously-huh!

The door panel hit the wall hard and didn't bounce back. It shattered into several pieces on the spot. The scorching light instantly made several people step back at the same time. Under the strong light, Yu Jingzhong's retina was blank for several seconds, and his vision gradually recovered after a while. The movement in the room turned out to be not an earthquake, but a fire!

——Little Phoenix knelt to the ground in pain, clutching an old dark blue thread-bound notebook tightly in his hands, already wrinkled so that he couldn't see his true colors. Surrounded by the raging golden red flames, he rushed to the roof like some kind of ferocious ancient monster, and then let out an explosive roar.

Zhou Hui was about to rush over on the spot, but was stopped by Zhang Shun: "Wait!"

Yu Jingzhong shouted: "No! Why is there no temperature?!"

"The mortal fetus in the flesh can't feel that kind of temperature!" Zhang Shun said loudly in the roar, "Wait, it may be the fire of Nirvana that did not burn out last time!"

I saw the flames almost filled the entire room and turned it into a world of fire. The strange thing is that except for the strong light that makes it impossible to open the eyes, the air temperature has not risen at all, and the violent air current rushes along with the flames, pushing Zhou Hui back, who has broken free from Zhang Shun's desire to rush in.

"Phoenix! How are you Phoenix! Feng Si!" Zhou Hui threw Zhang Shun fiercely with his backhand, shouting, "Fuck! What the hell is going on!"

At this moment, the little phoenix finally couldn't help but let out a scream, fingers convulsed and grasped tightly, tearing the thread binding book abruptly!

——A piercing sound, so slight in the crackling flame, but so clear.

In the next moment, the figure with long sleeves and long hair in white clothes suddenly rose from the torn and burning paper, and appeared in front of Little Phoenix!

"Brother...Brother?!" Zhang Shunzheng was pushed a few steps by Zhou Hui, and when he saw the phantom, he immediately said in amazement: "Brother?!"

Zhou Hui looked up, and was stunned.

Only the silhouette of an adult phoenix can be seen in the void, with his head down slightly, thin and lonely.

Little Phoenix raised her head, the tears on her tender little face were still wet, and she stared blankly at her adult self, with a trance left over from the pain; while Phoenix King leaned down and looked at him motionlessly for a long while. In the firelight, he stretched out his hand and stroked the baby's tender and soft cheeks, and then showed a smile.

"..."

He murmured something, but the distance was too far, and the fire flooded all the whispers.

Immediately afterwards, his phantom shadow fell in the sky, and instantly disappeared in the body of Little Phoenix!

Zhou Hui's pupils tightened like needles: "Phoenix!"

The fire suddenly stopped, and was quickly sucked away, and within a few seconds it was completely hidden in the howling air, as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Hui finally rushed forward, grabbing the little Phoenix and trying to hug him, but he staggered and fell to the ground!

"What's the matter? How are you? What's uncomfortable?" Zhou Hui grabbed Xiao Fenghuang's face, forcibly opened his eyelids with his hands, and pinched him into a coma. However, the whole body of Xiao Fenghuang was convulsing, and he broke away in pain almost immediately. The small body curled up into a ball while shaking, and it took a long while to shiver and grab Zhou Hui's sleeve.

Zhou Hui held his cold fingers with his backhand, his heart was cut like a knife, his eyes caught a glimpse of the half-burned thread-bound notebook on the ground, and he saw three words written on it—

Hold the corpse.

That is Phoenix's diary!

"Zhou...Zhou...Zhou Hui..."

Little Phoenix was panting, cold sweat rolled down her pale cheeks, her voice hoarse and weak:

"You...you wait...you wait..."

He hadn't spoken since he was born, and the sound of those characters was very jerky and difficult. Zhou Hui leaned over to his mouth before he could barely hear what he said:

"Wait...wait for me, don't go, I'll just..."

"I'll soon...just..."

His violent panting disappeared, and then he collapsed.

Zhou Hui suddenly raised his head and lost his voice: "Phoenix!"

However, Little Phoenix has lost consciousness. He was so unsteady in a coma that there was still pain and anxiety on his soft little face. The hand that had previously held Zhou Hui's sleeve hadn't let go, so desperately, as if all the strength of his body was being used. This is up.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Hui shuddered, grabbing the remaining corpse and flipping through a few pages: "What is this and what is going on?!"

"Don't turn it over." Zhang Shun walked over, squatted down, and said, "Nothing can be seen."

Zhou Hui stared at the empty pages and said angrily: "What the hell did this do?!"

"The corpse is not what you actually see. Only in the eyes of the phoenix can you see its true form and the things recorded in it. Maybe it is the mechanism that the phoenix arranged in it to prevent loss of memory after Nirvana Yeah... The ancient gods and birds were formed earlier than Xumi Mountain, and there are some things that even the gods and buddhas of the heavens are not clear."

Zhang Shun took the corpse, turned a few pages, and said helplessly: "In my eyes it is also blank, maybe the things recorded in it have now been absorbed."

Zhou Hui turned to the little Phoenix in his arms, remembering the scene where the Phoenix King phantom was completely involved. At that moment, although his face did not change, his heart beat wildly.

Was the memory sucked away?

Although Phoenix is ​​not visible on the surface, inside, he is a cautious person. Maybe he had anticipated this a long time ago, hiding part of his memory in his diary...

Zhou Hui's back teeth tightened slightly, and there was a trace of hostility in his deep eyebrows.

However, he was very careful in his movements. He tried to break the little Phoenix tightly on his cuff, but gave up because he was afraid of hurting his bones and soft fingers. He hugged the little Phoenix with one hand. stand up.

"Wait until he wakes up." Zhou Hui stood up and said: "I will take him home first."

Zhang Shun nodded worriedly.

However, one thing Zhou Hui didn't expect was that Xiao Fenghuang didn't wake up when he got home, and he still didn't wake up the next day.

After three full days passed, he still showed no signs of waking up.

Zhang Shun, Yu Jingzhong, Yan Lanyu, and all the team leaders of the special department came over to take a look at it, but they couldn't tell why. Little Phoenix's situation is not so much a coma as a deep sleep, and he slept unsteadily. He had nightmares several times in the middle, and even uttered a dazed and very painful dream.

On the surface, Zhou Hui could hold it, and when Situ Yingzhi and Wu Bei came over, he could still say hello with a smile. However, anyone with eyes can see the irritation and violence hidden in his heart, which become more and more obvious with the passage of time, and there is almost an uncontrollable momentum.

Zhang Shun comforted him: "Don't be so anxious, my brother must be able to think about the starting point now. After waking up, he will be in better condition than now. Can you just wait patiently?"

However, Zhou Hui only glanced at him coldly and said hoarsely: "... Thank you for your kind words."

The first change of things occurred seven days after Little Phoenix fell into a deep sleep. Late that night, Zhou Hui held him in his arms to sleep, and was suddenly awakened by a violent gasp. He looked up and saw that Little Phoenix seemed to be having a nightmare again. He was struggling extremely hard, and layers of cold sweat soaked his pajamas.

Zhou Hui immediately hugged him in his arms and patted and comforted him. After a while, he heard the little Phoenix muttering something vaguely. He tossed it over several times, and suddenly called out very clearly and hurriedly: "Zhou Hui!"

Zhou Hui thought he was finally awake, suddenly got up and turned on the light, only to see the little Phoenix opening his eyes weakly and panicked. The moment he saw Zhou Hui clearly, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "...You are still... "

"I won't leave, how are you? Come and drink some water to wake up—Little Phoenix!" Zhou Hui's voice suddenly turned sharper: "Don't sleep! You can't wake up after sleeping!"

However, Little Phoenix's eyelids seemed heavy, and he barely blinked, but couldn't lift it up. He struggled repeatedly in dreams and reality, and stretched out his hand into the air, as if trying to grasp something.

Zhou Hui grabbed his cold fingers and squeezed them tightly in his palms. At this moment, he heard Xiao Fenghuang's particularly desperate and puzzled utterance:

"You... why don't you save Maha?"

Zhou Hui was taken aback.

The next moment he realized that Phoenix was talking in his dreams, as he had done many times before, he dreamed of the scene when Maha was condemned by the heavens on the snowy field in Tibet.

"..." Zhou Hui didn't know what to say, his throat was like a sour lump, and he couldn't utter a word. Fortunately, the little Phoenix lost consciousness after asking that sentence. He fell into a deeper dream, his body trembled violently, cold sweat poured out from every pore on his body like water, and his hair was soaked soaked on his face. A large area was wetted in an instant.

Zhou Hui promptly fed him water and kept warm. It took a long time to feed him because of his clenched teeth. Then he kept looking for a dry cloth to wipe his body, and wrapped the little phoenix with a new duck down quilt. The shivering and trembling barely stopped after several hours. At that time, the sky was bright, the bedroom was gray, and the tired cheeks of Little Phoenix revealed a kind of gray in the darkness.

Zhou Hui carefully carried him back to the bed, changed the sweaty quilt, and was taken aback.

——Little Phoenix's body has grown up.

He had just transformed, but he was a five or six year old child, so tender that he could pinch water out. Now overnight, he grew up two or three years old out of thin air, his height increased, his eyebrows also changed very slightly, and he looked like a teenager at first glance.

Zhou Hui was completely taken aback there.

"——Don’t go, please wait for me to come back."

Are you going to follow the old light and shadow to find yourself lost in the fire?

Do you want me to wait for you to upstream from the long river of memory and come back to me as an old man?

Zhou Hui's eyes fell on Phoenix's sleeping face. In the shadow, the little Phoenix's eyelashes were tightly closed, and the curved arc of the tail had an incredible delicate and fragile feeling, which seemed to break into countless pieces with the touch.

Zhou Hui took a breath, lowered his head in the misty morning mist, and gently touched his sweaty forehead with his lips.