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Chapter 65 The Pen of Merit...
Chapter 65 The Pen of Merit...
When it was almost noon on the first day of the new year, the group of demons at No. 4 Guangming Road was completely gone. Everyone wrapped up their coats drunk and left, lining up at the door to take a taxi.
But Lao Li waited for everyone else to leave before washing his face. He found cleaning tools from nowhere, and slowly cleaned up the office that had been ruined by scourge.
Daqing came in with a probe, and when he saw the láng borrowed all over the floor, he shrank his claws out of fear.
Lao Li hurriedly took out a rag, wiped the stools, arranged them in a row, and respectfully lifted Uncle Cat onto the chair: "Go from the top, it's not dirty."
"You're the only one left. Today's young people are getting more and more outrageous." Daqing muttered old-fashioned, carefully using the chair as a springboard, and jumped onto the table top of the desk.
"I don't have one left, so there's one left." Old Li pointed to the corner, and Daqing saw Guo Great Wall who had just climbed up.
"Oh, that's right, that kid, come here, I'm looking for you." Daqing glared at Guo Great Wall, found a coaster on Zhu Hong's desk, opened it with his claws, there was a coaster under the coaster with several sheets The red envelope of the shopping card, it picked up the red envelope and threw it on Guo Great Wall, and said angrily, "Old Zhao asked you to bring it to your second uncle, go back and tell your second uncle, Zhao said to lead this It's rare for a few days to rest during the New Year, so he won't come to disturb him, a little New Year's gift, and some new clothes for his sister-in-law and children - bah bah, stupid human, to let me bring such a disgusting cat."
Guo Changcheng took a long time to react. He stood there for a while in a daze, and finally remembered where he came from. He smiled slyly, picked up the red envelope and put it away, and looked back to take it. Old Li, who was looking at the two of them laughing with the mop, immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "Brother Li! I'll help you, I'll..."
Then he tripped over the leg of a chair and fell on his back.
Daqing snorted, climbed to a computer and sat down, stretched out his claws to turn on the computer, and moved the mouse with his cat's paw to open the browser very inconveniently.
When Lao Li saw it, he immediately walked up to it enthusiastically: "What are you going to fight? I'll help you."
Daqing blurted out: "Shanhai..."
The word "sea" slipped out of its mouth, changed its tone, and sounded a bit like "harmony", then Daqing stopped his mouth, stared at the screen for a while, and lowered his eyes: "Oh, I It means I want to be on Weibo."
Zhao Yunlan said that he was going to do a "big business", and he would come back to pick it up after a while. Daqing sat behind someone's computer, opened the Weibo account of "Miao Ye No. 1 in the world", and took a selfie with his camera idly. upload.
Lao Li and Xiao Guo were quietly cleaning up the mess beside it. At that moment, Daqing knew that he really wanted to say that he wanted to see what kind of place the Twenty Mile Pavilion outside Shanhaiguan was.
But what the crow elders said makes sense, so what if they saw it? A dead person is dead, and dust returns to dust.
With a "click", Daqing posted his big cake face on the Internet, and added the text "Peerless Handsome Meow" and sent it up. Soon some cat lovers left a message below. Some people praised the pure color of the cat's coat, and others Friendly suggestion: "Blogger, your cat is too fat, pay attention to its diet, and take it to exercise more to be healthy."
Daqing lightspeed deleted the message, thinking indignantly: "Stupid humans."
The bell between its neck swayed with its movements, but it didn't make a sound, only the golden light of the folds or swept against the snow-white wall.
Lao Li couldn't help raising his hand to block the eyes pierced by the golden light. He looked back at the black cat who was in an inexplicable mood. Just as he was about to say something, Chu Shuzhi came out of the wall. , was the only time he was allowed to enter the library, but he didn't look like he had borrowed a book or looked up any information, and the expression on his face was very strange, like a mockery, and he involuntarily brought A little sad.
Guo Great Wall quickly stood at attention to say hello: "Brother Chu!"
Chu Shuzhi didn't seem to hear it, so he picked up his bag directly, the corners of his mouth raised more and more, revealing a sneer that was almost mournful, and wanted to go out.
Daqing stuck his head out from behind the display screen and asked, "How many years has it been?"
Chu Shuzhi paused and said in a hoarse voice, "Three hundred years."
Daqing said with an "ah": "Isn't that... um, congratulations?"
Its voice fell, and Chu Shuzhi suddenly took out a dark wooden sign from his waist. Without turning his head, he just raised his hand and shook the wooden sign in front of the cat. don't know if it was Guo Great Wall's illusion. It felt as if there were handwriting flashing across Chu Shuzhi's face, on the cheek, like the words stabbed on the face of an ancient prisoner.
Daqing pricked up his ears and widened his eyes.
Chu Shuzhi's fingers holding the wooden sign turned blue with force, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were indescribably hideous.
Then he walked out without saying a word. Daqing immediately turned his head to Guo Great Wall and said, "Xiao Guo, take a taxi to send you Brother Chu!"
Seeing Guo Changcheng's ignorant reply, Daqing increased his tone again: "He drank too much, I will send it to my house, and I will send it to you to make sure he is all right before he can come back, do you hear?"
Guo Great Wall quickly took out a napkin and wiped his hands, then trotted out and took his bag for Chu Shuzhi. Chu Shuzhi seemed to be a little lost, and Ren Guo Great Wall took the things in his hand and did not respond.
His back is extremely thin, and for a while, he appears to be a bit stubborn.
Shen Wei just left with the drunken Zhao Yunlan. The big-bellied director in their school who only flattered did not know what to do, and suddenly called him and said that he urgently needed a document.
Shen Wei felt very strange. Just as he was about to ask in detail, the director on the other end seemed to have his butt burned by fire. He hurriedly chirped, hung up the phone and ran away.
Shen Wei had no other choice, so he had to take Zhao Yunlan, who had been relying on him and refused to let go, back to his small apartment where he didn't live often.
The front foot just entered the door, and don't know how it was so coincidental that the director's call for life came again, and he had to send the things to the west gate of Longcheng University.
Zhao Yunlan rolled around on his soft sofa, opened his eyes slightly drunkenly, and said, "On the first day of the new year, did the fat guy in your school take the wrong medicine?"
While looking for something, Shen Wei reached out and put his hand on his forehead to save him from knocking his head on the coffee table, and put a pillow behind his head: "I have to go, come back soon, you..."
"I'm going to sleep for a while." Zhao Yunlan's voice was almost as glued to his eyelids.
Shen Wei asked in a low voice, "Drink some water?"
"Hmm..." Zhao Yunlan tilted his head to avoid it and waved his hand gently, "Don't drink."
There seems to be water in his eyes, his thin lips are bright red, his long eyebrows fly obliquely, and almost disappear into his hair, because his head is slightly raised, a slightly taut line is drawn on his chin, and the open shirt button shows a long Neck, indescribably suave.
Shen Wei's breath stagnated, he reached out carefully to brush the hair from his forehead, pulled a blanket over him, brushed Zhao Yunlan's lips with his thumb, rubbed it with nostalgia, and leaned over to kiss him on the forehead. He took a sip, took the things the director asked for and the car keys, turned around and walked out.
After a while, Zhao Yunlan heard a soft knock on the door.
Zhao Yunlan, who was still drunk just now, sat up straight like a corpse, took out his mobile phone, sent a text message "Drag him a little longer", and then called the moving company he contacted earlier.
The younger brother of the moving company probably never received such a strange order, and hesitantly said, "Then... if the owner is not here, are we..."
"It's your size, move it for me," Zhao Yunlan said domineeringly. "He has Lao Tzu's household registration book in the morning and evening. Does one household registration book have to write two addresses? I get angry when I see his pile of disposable things. , come here in five minutes, do you hear me!"
Zhao Yunlan hung up the phone, took out a dozen sticky notes from his bag, and began to quickly list - which ones to take away and which ones to throw away, it doesn't matter, he intends to buy them for him again.
Suddenly, Zhao Yunlan paused at the tip of his pen, and an extremely obscene thought emerged in his heart - he wondered in a whimsical way, where are Shen Wei's underwear? Especially those who passed through... Although Shen Wei squeezed with him in his own small apartment during this period of time under his compulsion, he was still able to keep his head up in such a small space where he could not see his head down. With the fine tradition of "sentence from love, only from ritual".
Zhao Yunlan has been blind for more than half a month. Although he has been scheming, he has always had enough energy. He lives under the same roof with the person he loves every day. He has been able to cultivate himself enough to become a monk.
"I have no choice but to do this." Zhao Yunlan rubbed his hands, laughed "hehe", and went up to Shen Wei's balcony. It's probably been a long time since he lived there. The hanger on the balcony was still there, but there was no Hanging anything, Zhao Yunlan didn't give up, and opened the large closet in the living room, but found that there were only shirts, trousers, coats that he usually wears, and several pairs of shoes of similar styles, not even a pair of socks.
Zhao Yunlan's eyes are not very good now. He didn't see a small storage box covered by a long trench coat, so he added the item "clothing" to the list of "take away" and "need to buy". While reluctant to give up, he set his eyes on Shen Wei's bedroom that was closed all the year round and seemed to contain a different dimension.
The door had no handle and no open lock. Zhao Yunlan took out a small flashlight and swiped around the crack and the door shaft, but neither the door shaft nor the dark lock could be found.
He felt strange in his heart, tentatively put his palm on the door, and saw with his heavenly eyes that there were light lines on the door, and there seemed to be some kind of energy flowing in the dark door panel. The dignified air of Pei Ran is strict and meticulous.
Zhao Yunlan put his hand on the door and felt it for a while, and suddenly felt a little familiar. The next moment, he remembered: "Kunlun Lock?"
These days he hides from everyone and finds information about Kunlun with the help of Sang Zan, but except that it is a very old mountain, and some genres and tricks named after Kunlun, he has no idea. Find anything of value.
The Kunlun Lock was recorded in one of the books he accidentally saw with his heavenly eye.
Legend has it that the upper circle and the lower part of the Kunlun lock mean the sky is round and the place is round. There are fourteen roads in the middle, which are in harmony with the eight deserts and six together. At that time, the sixty-four hexagrams were not born, only the yīn and yang were inherited, and there was no complicated and complicated in later generations. In a sense, it is more treacherous and changeable and difficult to grasp.
Is there anything in the house that uses the Kunlun lock?
No... what is the relationship between Soul Slayer and Kunlun? Why is Shen Wei so familiar with this ancient seal?
Zhao Yunlan stood at the door uncertainly for a moment, then tentatively stretched out his hand, filled his palm with spiritual energy, and flipped it on the Kunlun lock, the Kunlun lock was immediately touched, and the fourteen seals rose one after another. Time is overwhelming, Zhao Yunlan has too many thoughts, and is too complicated and sometimes too imaginative, so he is not as good at these clever things as Chu Shuzhi.
But when facing the Kunlun lock, he somehow felt a sense of familiarity, every change was in his eyes, and it seemed that every time he stepped on a certain beat in his heart.
Zhao Yunlan's fingers moved quickly across the door, as if someone was holding his fingers.
The gate of heaven, the confluence of the earth, the square and the circle, following the thirty-six pillars, until...
With a "click", the dark door panel was slowly pulled back, revealing a small crack, and there was no light inside. Zhao Yunlan stood at the door and suddenly hesitated.
For some reason, he regretted pushing the door open.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he removed a small flashlight from the key and walked in carefully.
The wall was covered with things, Zhao Yunlan squinted his eyes under the light with difficulty, and immediately stood on the spot.
A full wall, big, small, angry, laughing, all... Zhao Yunlan's hand trembled, the flashlight almost fell to the ground, and his slightly drunkenness disappeared in an instant.
After a while, the flashlight slowly landed on an ancient painting on the south wall of the room. It was a huge ancient painting, almost occupying one wall. Light skiing white, with a person painted on it.
The man was well-painted with fine eyebrows, vivid charm, long hair that swept the ground, and a simple and simple blue long gown. Turning his head slightly, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling... making Zhao Yunlan feel like he was almost looking in the mirror.
There was a line of small characters next to it, not modern simplified, not traditional, or even any type of font he was familiar with. He had never seen it before, but Zhao Yunlan didn't know why. With just one glance, he understood what was written on it: Deng Linzhi first met Kunlun Jun. , A glimpse of it, confused my heart. Wei pen.
Ten minutes later, the younger brother of the moving company knocked on the door of Shen Wei's house, but a strange man walked out.
He didn't explain anything, just said that he didn't need to move, and then took out his wallet and paid the entire moving fee, saying that it was an apology for letting them go away in vain.