Chapter 50 The Pen of Merit...

Shen Wei's heart trembled, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

Only then did he know that he has come here for thousands of years, not ignorant, nor without grievances. Zhao Yunlan's words have only appeared in his dreams. On the one hand, he knows that this is impossible. , on the one hand, could not help but hope.

Hope is like a dying spider silk.

He was born because of this man, and he has come all the way to this day because of this man.

However, what can break the hardest heart has never been a long wind and frost sword, but a hand that suddenly stretched out halfway, or the sentence that was whispered in his ear: "Go home. ."

For a moment, he wanted to ask why he was the Soul Slayer? Why can the ants that live and die in the sun and rain come and go, and the birds that sleep in the wind and the sun can find a place to live among the branches? his?

Everyone was afraid of him, servilely calculated him, and even deliberately wanted him to die.

He was born in chaos, bàonüè and viciousness, and there were times when he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart. The killing intent was like cháo, and he wanted to cut all those people down to the sword.

But then... no, he still silently kept a promise that only he knew. Even now, it has been thousands of years and he didn't dare to betray, because that was almost the only connection between him and that person. .

Zhao Yunlan saw that Shen Wei's eyes were all red, as if blood was about to drip in the next moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Wei shook his head very slowly.

He heard Shen Wei whisper softly, "I am an ominous person and will hurt you."

Zhao Yunlan raised the corner of his mouth frivolously, revealing two shallow dimples on his cheeks: "Okay, do you want to try it to see if it's your attack power, or my blood is thicker? Well, find one as you wish. Auspicious, I should get a lucky cat to get married, ahem...don't be so harsh, right?"

Shen Wei didn't hear his joke, and he didn't plan to continue. His palm almost bleeds from his own pinch. He finally couldn't help but blurt out, "How can you... how can you force me like this?"

Zhao Yunlan's smile gradually faded, and he turned around and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

The first time he saw Shen Wei, he felt like it. He originally thought that he was only partial to this type, but he ignored the innate intimacy, the cause and effect of the Soul Killer, Zhao Yunlan had not had time to find out, but I never had the heart to ask him.

Because he always felt that Shen Wei felt a lot of pain in his heart, otherwise why would he have so much chill on his body every time he appeared in a black robe?

Isn't he cold?

"I'm sorry." Zhao Yunlan was silent for a while, then gently opened Shen Wei's fingers, nested them in the palm of his hand, then leaned over and kissed the back of his hand lightly, and threw the incomparably precious room book on the back of his hand. aside.

Shen Wei closed his eyes, feeling very shameless.

If you want to hide, why don't you hide far away, why don't you stay under the huáng spring honestly, then even if Zhao Yunlan lives ten and nine lives, the two will never meet. The other party may not know that there is such a person as him, but he Can't help it, can't stand it.

He thought he was just like a shameless bitch, standing in the street deliberately scratching his head, and when others came, he would pretend to be a face of three virtuous and nine strong, willing to refuse and welcome.

He has always hated his own heart, and so far it has been extremely violent.

Zhao Yunlan lay down on the bed sideways, and rubbed his own sun lightly. At this moment, he said in a low voice, "I have other things too, but you probably don't like most of them, only this sincerity... If you don't continue, then forget it."

This sentence was like a stone slammed into Shen Wei's heart. He remembered that a long time ago, there was a person in his ear. He also seemed to sigh casually, and his voice was drowned. He said: "I am rich in the world's famous mountains and rivers, and it's nothing unusual when I think of it, but it's just a pile of rotten stones and wild rivers, all over my body, and it's probably the only thing I can really sell on a scale. Do you want it? Take it. ."

As always, it is vivid in my eyes.

He suddenly hugged Zhao Yunlan, as if he had exhausted all his strength, pinched his bones to the point of "clucking", and buried his head beside his neck.

When unrestrained people are depressed in their hearts, they always cry loudly or scream in the sky.

As for Shen Wei, he just crossed Zhao Yunlan's shoulder and bit his wrist in one bite. He didn't know how ruthless he was, and immediately there was blood dripping on his wrist, and the wound was almost bone-deep.

He still didn't seem to feel the pain.

The 100,000 zhang Netherworld was all pressed on him, and he couldn't shed tears, but the pain was so extreme that he probably had to bleed.

Zhao Yunlan smelled the blood and immediately felt that something was wrong: "Shen Wei! What are you doing! Let go!"

Shen Wei only held him tighter.

A person's life is only a few decades, and it passes by in an instant, like a glimpse of light, Shen Wei suddenly thought, don't he even deserve such a little light in the gap?

"Shen Wei!" When Shen Wei shook his head, Zhao Yunlan finally struggled to let go of his hand and sat up abruptly. He found that his bill had been dyed red, and he was immediately angry, and almost slapped Shen up. Wei Tangcheng Guo Changcheng scolded, "Do you have a hole in your brain?! I'm just a fucking pig, and I don't even rob people in broad daylight. Did you shake your head and say something? Did I say anything? Splash three feet?!"

Then, he wanted to jump up impatiently and rummage through his home medicine box, but Shen Wei suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"I got it."

Zhao Yunlan heard Shen Wei say this softly.

Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a moment, but Shen Wei laughed, and continued in a very different... Let go, even if you get bored, bored, and want to leave one day, I will never let you go, and even if you do, I will strangle you in my arms."

Zhao Yunlan: "..."

He blinked and seemed to understand what Shen Wei meant.

Until then, he finally smelled something that belonged to the Soul Slayer from the "Mr. Shen" who looked like a man.

Then Zhao Yunlan didn't make any comments on his sweet and cruel words, he just dragged a medicine box from under the bed without saying a word, pulled out the disinfectant wipes, frowned and sat beside the bed, pulling up Shen Wei's bloody wrists wiped away the bloodstains that were as cold as the master's, and his hands were gentle, but the words he said were not very pleasant-after a long time, Zhao Yunlan sighed, and then commented: "You are a man. It's so fucked up."

After the work, Zhao Yunlan was probably really tired. There were so many things in the special investigation department that he couldn't count on any one. In the evening, he went through such a laborious and laborious thing. After he replaced the bloody bed sheet, he almost didn't even have the mood to show off his lust.

This time he really fell asleep.

Shen Wei raised his hand to look at his tightly wrapped wrist, and gently lifted the quilt on the other side, almost using a gentle gesture of holding his breath, and slowly lay down on the other half left by Zhao Yunlan for him. chuáng on.

He opened his palm, held Zhao Yunlan's hand, closed his eyes, and pressed it against his chest.

Shen Wei didn't expect that he would be able to sleep for a whole night one day. He has never been pityed by Heishianxiang, and he almost never knew what a night without dreams is.

For him, it was a long-lost happiness.

Shen Wei woke up early the next morning by a strange smell coming from the kitchen. After waking up, he was stunned for half a minute before he remembered where he was, and looked down at the "criminal evidence" on his wrist. "Shen Wei's always pale face almost immediately had a thin layer of red.

Look at what he gān and said the night before!

It's really... unforgettable.

At this time, someone said vaguely: "Morning."

As soon as Shen Wei looked up, he saw Zhao Yunlan holding a pair of chopsticks and holding a plastic plate in his hand that he had found from nowhere. Each slot is just enough to fit a large bowl or a medium-sized plate.

Five positions, if there are not many people, the standard configuration of four dishes and one soup is just enough for him to finish it at one time.

...I don't know who, how lazy they are, to invent such a fetish.

And Zhao Yunlan's fetish still has fetishes on it. saw a whole row of barreled instant noodles on the tray from left to right, mixed with a very indescribable taste, and they were still smoking. .

Shen Wei: "..."

I saw Zhao Yunlan sitting on the sofa with a knife, pointing at the country and saying: "The first one on the left is braised beef noodles soaked in boiling water, the second on the left is Laotan sauerkraut noodles soaked in hot milk, and the middle one is hot water. A piece of mushroom stewed noodles with huáng oil thrown in the microwave, the second on the right is seafood noodles, I thought it was a bit bland, so I added a spoonful of sweet noodle sauce, and the first on the right is bacon cream noodles soaked in hot coffee... This should be good , which one do you like to eat, choose for yourself."

After speaking, he finally felt embarrassed himself: "Then what... I don't know how to make other things. You finally come here. It's not very decent to make two bowls of instant noodles."

So he soaked five bowls... how generous.

Shen Wei's eyes swept across the five steaming barrels, and he couldn't understand why he hadn't poisoned himself yet.

But fortunately, even if it was a bowl of arsenic, Shen Wei was willing to eat it without changing his face - but Teacher Shen chose the most decent bowl in the end, and finally reminded him in a roundabout way. : "These fried things are not good for the body, so eat less."

Zhao Yunlan admitted frankly: "I've been poor recently. If the year-end bonus doesn't come down, I'm going to go to my dad's place to beg for food."

When he said this, he glanced at Shen Wei quickly, and a word of blessing came to his mouth. Zhao Yunlan smiled and blurted out: "Please take care of me, it will be warm."

Shen Wei choked on a mouthful of slightly spicy soup, turned his head and coughed violently.

Zhao Yunlan smiled "hehe" and mentioned casually: "Speaking of which, it's almost the end of the year, and it's time to sum up the merits. Recently, there have been more thieves in the world, and the demon clan and ghost repairers are cramming one by one."

Shen Wei sat upright, wiped his mouth, and said slowly: "What is intentional is just some superficial cause and effect, how can merit and virtue be so easy to achieve?"

"Well," Zhao Yunlan seemed to be a person who lost his sense of taste, drinking his masterpiece of coffee soup and instant noodle soup.

The four saints are headed by the reincarnation sundial, followed by the mountain and river cone, and the third is the merit pen. Now that the first two have already appeared, Shen Wei can't help but be a little allergic to the word "merit".

But just as he was about to ask, the phone that Zhao Yunlan had left aside rang.

Zhao Yunlan put down the instant noodle bucket in a hurry, and looked at the caller ID: "I can't help but talk, it's here again."

In just one night, two more people entered the hospital.

The symptoms are still the same, no disaster, no illness, no trauma, just rolling around with his legs on his back. The family called the police at 5:00 a.m. and dug out the comrades in the branch who were temporarily in charge of the case from their beds.

The impact of poisoning on social security is very bad. Seeing that the incident is deteriorating, it is the critical period of maintaining stability at the end of the year. The relevant leaders of the sub-bureau are helpless and have to harass Zhao Yunlan as if they were dying.

Chu Shuzhi and the others have basically concluded that sooner or later this case will be assigned to the Special Investigation Department, and they will submit a report as soon as they go to work in the morning.

But when the formalities were completed, it would take half a day and a day at the earliest. Zhao Yunlan had to promise over the phone that he would visit the hospital in person today.