Chapter 68 The first place, the second place

After Wu Runzhi knew that after four classmates died, he began to cry again. Saying a lot of things didn't tell them.

Lu Yingjiu could only comfort him, saying that as long as the last day, the environment is still there, you still have the opportunity to see them all.

Wu Runzhi was a little better, and he wiped his tears, saying, "I must figure out what they have not realized! I want to help them realize it!"

Lu Yingjiu said that I believe you and I believe you, don't cry.

The time flow rate in the illusion is weird.

As Lu Yingjiu said, it is almost three times that of the real world, and when you enter at night, no one is active, it is even more rapid.

After this day, learned from the evening. When the bedroom turned off, the clock on the wall began to turn around.

In just ten minutes, the whole night was spent.

It was already a new day in a blink of an eye.

The students had breakfast and yawned, and came to the classroom one after another.

Wu Runzhi took class with them, and Chu Banyang even accepted a round of homework -he was determined to be a good member of this learning.

Yao Gou was not interested in class and went to school to walk again. He touched a pack of instant noodles from the small sales department.

Lu Yingjiu and Jing took a physics class.

Said to be in class, in fact, they spoke a small story in the whole lesson, which caused the ghost teacher to watch them frequently, which was very dissatisfied.

So as soon as the ringtone rang, Lu Yingjiu pulled his leisure to skip the class.

The classroom only leaves Wu Runzhi and Chu Banyang.

Before leaving, Lu Yingjiu heard Wu Runzhi pulling Fang Yu and asked, "Brother Fang, what do you have?"

Fang Yu said somehow: "What wishful? I want to eat lobster tomorrow morning, do you get me?"

Wu Runzhi turned his head again and asked Jiang Ruoyun to ask, "What do you have?"

Jiang Ruoyun said, "I want the first place in the next time." She thought about it, "I was two points worse than the first time I left, this time I hope."

This sentence pierced Wu Runzhi's tears again, and he cried again, throwing his wish to his mind.

Lu Yingjiu and Gong Xian walked on the campus, found an unmanned office, and pulled out the folding bed under the table for a while.

Now in the real world, it should be at night.

Lu Yingjiu closed his eyes and slept for a long time. He sat next to him and rolled a book.

Wait until Lu Yingjiu wakes up, and the window is full of sunset again.

He yawned and sat up: "... How long have I slept?"

"About three hours." Jing Xian answered.

He has read the book in his hand.

"Then go back to the classroom and take a look." Lu Yingjiu said.

As soon as he turned on his phone, it was Chu Banyang's text message:

[In class in the morning, the electric fan killed two classmates]

[At noon, I choked a classmate]

[A classmate suddenly died of a stroke during lunch break]

[A student in PE class was hit on the back of the head by a football and died]

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

This class is really dying, hope it can last until the day after tomorrow.

They go back to the classroom.

After school was over at this time, Chu Banyang was still in his seat.

Lu Yingjiu went over and asked him, "You haven't left?"

Chu Banyang shook his head lightly. After a while, he said, "Chu Qianju taught in the third year of high school and became a history teacher, but I don't know which class he taught."

"Just wait and see," Lu Yingjiu said, "Maybe he will appear soon."

It seemed that Chu Banyang had been waiting here, just to see Chu Qianju.

——Although Chu Banyang didn’t say anything, it could be seen that he and Chu Qianju had a very close relationship.

Just as Chu Banyang was about to answer, he suddenly looked straight at the door and stopped talking.

Lu Yingjiu followed his line of sight:

A man in a shirt and black trousers walked into the classroom with a history book. He put one hand in his pocket, and although he did not exert any force, he could still clearly see the beautiful muscle lines in his arm.

He was young and handsome, but he had an indescribable uniqueness.

very old.

And this kind of maturity is not in line with his age.

It was said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would arrive, but Chu Qianju actually appeared.

Chu Qianju's gaze swept across the classroom, but did not stay on Lu Yingjiu's or Chu Banyang's face for half a second.

After all, this is a fantasy, not a real person.

When Fang Yu saw him, he shouted, "Mr. Chu!"

"Yeah." Chu Qianju nodded, picked up a piece of chalk, and scribbled a few lines on the blackboard: [Historical homework: Exercise book pages 76 and 77]

His handwriting is beautiful.

Pretty Dao Lu Yingjiu felt familiar.

——Chu Banyang's handwriting is very similar to his...even, it can be said that it is exactly the same.

Lu Yingjiu recalled that in Lintian Village, when they rummaged through Chu Qianju's personal belongings, they found a lot of talisman papers he had drawn.

Thinking about it carefully now, even the drawing method on the talisman paper is the same as that of Chu Banyang.

The personal styles of different exorcists are very different, and this degree of similarity cannot be a coincidence.

With such an idea, Lu Yingjiu felt that he was right when he read Chu Qianyu again. In this fantasy, Chu Qianju may have just attended some meeting, wearing a black suit, wearing a men's watch, dark blue tie and half Windsor knot.

Chu Banyang's most common clothes and tie style, plus the posture of putting one hand in his pocket, are exactly the same.

So, a strange thought appeared in Lu Yingjiu's heart.

He felt that Chu Banyang was just... deliberately imitating Chu Qianyu.

From handwriting, costumes to talisman paper painting.

Maybe there are more details he doesn't know.

Chu Qianju was still scribbling on the blackboard, and Chu Banyang sat in the seat, staring at him intently.

When he finished writing, he instructed: "Fang Yu, tell everyone, tonight's homework has been changed."

"Okay!" Fang Yu replied.

Chu Qianju nodded, preparing to leave the classroom.

"Chu Qianju!" Chu Banyang shouted.

Chu Qianju looked back at him: "This classmate, do you have any questions?"

Chu Banyang and him looked at each other for several seconds.

He finally shook his head: "No, I have no problem."

"Okay," Chu Qianju said, "If you have any questions, come to my office to find me at any time. My office changed, in 308."

After finishing speaking, he took the history textbook and hurried out of the classroom, blending in with countless ghosts.

After he left, Chu Banyang was clearly uneasy.

Lu Yingjiu asked, "How do you..."

"I'm fine." Chu Banyang stood up abruptly, "I'll go to the dormitory to have a look. According to the frequency I've counted, it's damned again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood still for five or six seconds.

It turned out to be lost again.

"What the hell happened to you?" Lu Yingjiu looked at him, "As soon as I saw Chu Qianju, my whole person felt like I lost my soul."

"I didn't, it's you who thought too much." Chu Banyang said, duplicity as always.

Lu Yingjiu tapped his fingerbone on his desk: "You just lie to the ghost. How about it, second place, let's chat alone?"

Chu Banyang's face sank, and he protested the title of "second place" again.

However, Lu Yingjiu made up his mind to ask to understand.

It's not that he has to gossip about Chu Banyang's past, but that it involves Chu Qianju and curses, and he always has to figure it out.

He whispered to Ji Xian, I will be back soon, and then go out first.

Behind him, Chu Banyang was unhappy and embarrassed written all over his face, but he finally got up and followed his pace.

The two walked all the way to the rooftop.

The horizons of the rooftop are wide. The air quality in Xiaoguang City is good, clear and clear, and strong in dusk, all of which are extremely good scenery.

They stood at the fence.

Lu Yingjiu was lazy and maintained a consistent sense of laziness, as if a cat leaned on the fence.

Chu Banyang straightened his back, his hair was sorted out well, and his shirt was not wrinkled at all, and he maintained a good image anytime, anywhere.

In fact, Chu Banyang is not self -disciplined to even lack of relaxation. After all, it is not a cold machine, and it will never be perfect. Just in front of Lu Yingjiu, he always maintained the best image subconsciously, as if in this way, he could overwhelm the wine in other aspects.

No exception now.

Lu Yingjiu leaned on the railing and said while looking at the scenery in the distance, "How do you know Chu Qianju?"

Chu Banyang was silent for a while before answered: "In the past, I followed him for a while of exorcism, especially in the aspect of inviting God."

His speed was very slow, and he seemed to be thinking about words, and he didn't want to make it out.

He is not a person who is so easy to open up, nor is he frank.

He continued: "Chu Qianju doesn't like to teach people to drive ghosts. I am the only person he has taught."

Lu Yingjiu understands:

Chu Banyang's talent is different. No matter what the Chu family is, he has to tie him to Chu Qianju to teach.

"Then there is nothing," Chu Banyang said. "I studied with him for three years, and then he went out to go out and went to Lintian Village. He also came to this middle school and did a lot of different things. He has contacted, and there is not much. After that, the Peacock God lost his mind. Chu Qianju died to block it. "

"Oh," Lu Yingjiu nodded, "That's it."

He held the railing with one hand and jumped gently, and sat up. The white shirt rang in the evening wind, and the corners were stained with orange -red light.

Chu Banyang looked at him, silent, but his heart rolled.

Like Lu Yingjiu guesses, he did not tell all the stories.

After many years, he saw Chu Qianju again, and many emotions rushed to his heart, and the sweetness and bitterness intersect.

The story of Chu Qianju starts from his childhood.

For Chu Banyang's talent for exorcism, no one can compare with him for three generations. He has all the characteristics of all heavens, strong understanding and acceptance ability, and knowing how to do it. In the case of just literacy, have already held the ghosts with most of the heads.

He had such a qualification, and even if he didn't work hard, he could be mixed.

What's more, he has to be strong since he was a child. Others scored 80 points, and he must 90 and 100; others spend 3 hours of training, and he will spend 5 hours; others receive two commissioned commission, and he forces himself to pick up four or five commissions. In short To overwhelm others.

Too much of his peers, not enough for him to fight.

Chu Banyang is not satisfied with comparison with them, and it must be compared with other ancestors.

For example, Chu You, the former owner of the Chu family.

Chu You was highly talented, and Chu Banyang took out his previous achievements.

Then he used a slightly naive handwriting to draw a list on the notebook and put it on the bedside.

When Chu You was 13 years old, he had to do a few commissioned commission, and he had to do more commission.

When Chu You was 14 years old, he asked God to reach a level, and he had to reach and surpass.

What Chu You did, he had to challenge one by one.

Native

There are many other people's deeds on his bed, full of colorful stools, each of which is his imaginary enemy.

Every day at 7 o'clock in the morning, Chu Banyang opened his eyes on time, browsed the entire wall quickly, and immediately had no trouble.

This is far more than others, and perfectionism is engraved into the bones.

When others look at it, Chu Banyang is very tired, and everything must be at its peak. There is no time to leisure at all.

But Chu Banyang Le is in it.

For him, life is like a fierce train, you must point to the station, set off, and then surpass everyone along the way. He enjoys the feeling of every step in control.

His peak plan has been successfully carried out, and as a result, he planted with Chu Qianji.

On the first day of the meeting, he invited God in front of Chu Qianju.

The peacock came to him, surrounded by flying blue -green feathers, which was extremely gorgeous, and the turbulent power surged on him.

He was very confident in his level.

But Chu Qianju sat in front of the table, glanced at him, bowed his head and drank tea, and threw two words coldly: "It's wrong, go back to practice again."

Master Chu was arrogant, and no one never talked to him like this, and he was so embarrassed to die, and he was even more unhappy about Chu Qianju.

But his personality is good at learning. In order to improve himself, even if he was unsatisfactory, he should learn very seriously.

However, the more he learned, the more clearly he realized the gap between the two.

Even if Chu Qianju has no memory of previous lives, talent will not be worn out.

It seems that Chu Banyang is a genius and is excellent enough.

Only Chu Banyang knows that there is a gap between genius. If he is called a genius, then Chu Qianju is a wizard, and no matter how hard you work, you can't surpass it.

Countless nights, he looked at Chu Qianju before in his small study room.

Chu Qianju wiped out the evil spirits, Chu Qianju conquered the big monster, Chu Qianju improved which rune paper ...

What research did chianju do, what new thoughts have Chu Qianju have, where Chu Qianju went to find inspiration ...

Chu Banyang worked hard in his direction.

As a result, they couldn't compare each other.

——Is recall that he's hostility to Chu Qianju comes from this point.

Chu Qianju and the Chu family said yes, only with Chu Banyang for three years.

Chu Banyang originally thought that their teacher -apprentices would end such a bland.

Chu Qianju was not cold or hot for his cheap apprentice, and he couldn't get his wish, and he would always become a knot.

At this time, when standing at the rooftop of the school, Chu Banyang could still think of unwillingness at the time.

Sour and astringent and bitter.

Like sour lemon juice, dripping into cold bitter coffee.

He lowered his eyes.

When he looked up again and looked at Lu Yingjiu sitting on the railing, his expression softened a little.

The surroundings are quiet, this is a place that can make people feel at ease, and it is very suitable for pouring out.

...Maybe it's nothing to say. Chu Banyang thought like this, as if he had finally peeled off a layer of outer shell.

He suddenly said: "In the year when Chu Qianju was about to leave, he took me to a worship ceremony in the Chu family."

"Worship?" Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a moment, "You mean, the ceremony of worshipping the Tao of Heaven?"

"Yes," Chu Banyang nodded and said, "Because it was held with the Zhang family, there were a lot of people, and generally only adults attended, but that year he made an exception and brought me in."

At that time, Chu Qianju stood in front of the mirror, carefully sorting out his suit.

There was a slight movement behind him, and when he turned around, he saw the young Chu Banyang looking at him from behind.

Chu Banyang was wearing a small suit just after he performed the piano in the concert hall.

"...What?" Chu Qianju continued to organize in front of the mirror, with a light tone, "Do you want to go too?"

"No." Chu Banyang said proudly, "I don't want to go."

Little did he know that "I really want to see it!" was written all over his face, and he couldn't hide it from anyone.

After Chu Qianju finished tying his tie, he turned around and waved at him, "Come here."

Chu Banyang was reluctant, but he still walked over with his head held high.

Chu Qianju took a box from the side.

Open it, and inside is a brand new dark blue tie, with fine workmanship and gorgeous dark lines.

He took out his tie, wrapped it around Chu Banyang's neck, and took advantage of the situation to tie it for him—

Chu Banyang took a half step back and said with a stern face, "I will wear a tie."

"I haven't seen you tie a Windsor knot." Chu Qianju didn't let go of his hand, and continued to slowly wrap his tie, "Try it today, this is my favorite way to tie it."

He insisted on doing so, Chu Banyang pinned his head slightly and let him finish tying his tie. When Chu Qianju let go, he took a half step back.

"How about," Chu Qianju said, "Go to the ceremony with me? Anyway, you are okay in the afternoon."

Chu Banyang still wanted to say something arrogant.

Chu Qianju knew his awkward character thoroughly, so he didn't say more, and went out with him directly.

After stuffing the car into the car, Chu Banyang inexplicably got on the way to the ceremony.

Although Chu Banyang had been looking forward to the ceremony for many years, he actually went there and felt nothing special.

It is nothing more than that everyone is facing a square black stone tablet, bowing, kowtowing, chanting incantations, and the momentum is huge.

Chu Banyang and Lu Yingjiu said, "The specific ceremony is quite boring, and I can't remember the details. I just remember that we went to dinner together and I drank some wine."

"Drink?" Lu Yingjiu recalled the amount of alcohol of Chu Banyang. It was simply a little bit of alcohol. "Your alcohol is worse than that ghost, is it really okay ..."

"It should be a problem." Chu Banyang said, "I ... I seem to have said something accidentally."

On that day, Master Chu, who had no amount of drinking, drank a few bites of Bailan.

It is conceivable that when the egg is finished, can't get drunk.

Chu Qianju carried him back.

On the road, Chu Banyang spit out the truth after drinking, and he had to die.

In the end, I have n’t grown up, my teenagers are full of minds, and my brains have confessed their minds these three years. He was holding Chu Qianju's collar and said all the way: "I have worked so hard, why isn't it better than you ..."

"Do you don't like me, you haven't laughed at me."

"I have painted the rune paper countless times, and I read all the books, and I have done it seriously. I just want to be the first place, do you give me the first place?"

"I want everyone to remember my name, what should I do?"

Chu Qianju didn't speak all the way, listening silently.

There was a little snow on the road, but it was not too cold, only a little white fell on their hair.

I do n’t know how long, and when Chu Banyang was tired, when it was low, Chu Qianju finally spoke: "Banyang, have I told you the dream I have?"

"What, what?" Chu Banyang reluctantly mentioned his spirit.

"I often dream of the past recently." Chu Qianju said, stepping on the fine snow on the ground. "They all said, how powerful I was hundreds of years ago, but I couldn't remember it. Recently, it was faintly in the dream. Remember a bit. "

"At the beginning of the matter, it was a rainy day. I passed the wasteland and saw a dying peacock ..."

This is his first initiative to raise his own personal affairs with Chu Banyang.

Chu Qianju said slowly.

Talking about how he met with the peacock, how did he conclude to the contract of God, and how did he drive the ghost together.

Talk about how they love each other and how to distinguish them.

Talk about their curse.

Chu Banyang was so drunk, and the story listened to seventy -eight, and the final impression was: snow is getting bigger and bigger, Chu Qianju's body is really warm.

He thought so, and put his hand directly on the neck of Chu Qianju.

——In the usual way, he couldn't do such a thing.

The neck was cold, and Chu Qianju also stunned for a few seconds.

Subsequently, the indifferent expression became soft for several years.

He smiled very lightly and said, "Look, the two of us are actually a lot similar."

"We don't like to eat ginger, and we will pick them out when eating. We all like sunny days, like watching the game, fried rice and ramen, and like coconut juice on the seaside and the sea."

"We all like suspense movies, inference novels, and abstract oil paintings and jazz."

"We are all very talented, and we are not good at expressing our feelings. Just like it is hard to say to you directly,‘ Chu Banyang, I have n’t hated you, but I like you quite. ’”

He smiled: "But now he said it, and it was not as difficult as expected."

Chu Banyang buried his head on his shoulder, his face burned hard because of his alcohol.

"But," he didn't give up, and he thought about his wishes, "I can't keep up with you, I want to be the first place ..."

Chu Qianju smiled silently again and said, "I want to live too."

Chu Banyang was stunned.

The alcohol paralyzed the nerves, and his thinking was slow.

Chu Qianju said: "There are many people in this world, you can't always be the first, there are always people a little better than you."

"Maybe one day I can get rid of the reincarnation, and you can accept someone with calmness and accepting someone better than you, but it is definitely not today, not now. So I said, we are similar."

"I can't reconcile with the past, you can't reconcile with yourself."

"The difference is that you still have a lot of years, and I have no time. You ask me how to let everyone remember your name ', now I tell you, as long as you live well, it is enough to be well -known. It's. "

"You are a very powerful person, they will remember your name. One day, you will surpass me."

Chu Banyang: "... Oh."

"And my words," Chu Qianju paused, "And my words, I hope I can die in his arms in this life."

Then what happened, Chu Banyang didn't remember.

He fell asleep through the wine, and woke up the morning the next day, and he was lying on his bed.

He and Chu Qianju never mentioned the day.

Until three years later, Chu Qianju decided to leave Chu's house and went out for themselves, and they did not mention the word.

Say goodbye to a sunny day, Chu Qianju stood in front of the car and said, "I'm gone?"

"Um." Chu Banyang nodded, "All the way."

The teenager's body was raised quickly, and he was almost on the shoulders of Chu Qianju.

Chu Qianju suddenly patted his shoulder again: "If one day you meet someone you like, you must say it straightforwardly. Always hiding, how can others know?"

"... Why is this?" Chu Banyang stunned.

"I'm not afraid you to miss someone." Chu Qianju said, "No, I have to leave."

Two people who are not good at expressing emotions did not say much in the end.

The car drove away from the Chu family, drove to the distance, and never returned.

They contacted intermittently that after a few years, Chu Banyang knew his death.

He didn't have much sadness, and he didn't cry secretly -in fact, he hadn't cried for many years.

Just feel unreal.

He looked at the willow tree just drawn outside the window, thinking that Chu Qianju eventually died in the arms of the peacock. The morning glow was warm, and each stroke on the table was the painting of Chu Qianju to teach him.

"..."

Chu Banyang took a deep breath: "Our story is probably like this."

Lu Yingjiu listened quietly.

Chu Banyang said: "I know I am perfectionist, but anyone who has surpassed me, I will remember it for a long time. Maybe I can't forget it in this life."

Therefore, he wore a suit that Chu Qianju often worn, wrote his fonts, and tied his favorite Banwarm knot.

The most unfair point about life and death is that memorial service and thoughts are left to the students.

Chu Qianju has the next cycle, and he only has this life to slowly remember and chew that short three years.

Later, he met Lu Yingjiu.

After walking a Chu Qianju, another Lu Yingjiu snatched his first place.

... Just thinking about Chu Banyang, he was stuffed, and he became the second child again. It was unlucky.

Chu Banyang rubbed his eyebrow bones and said, "This is the instability of my personality, this is the nature of nature."

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while: "You are rare to be frank today, and you said so much to me."

"I won't be in the future." Chu Banyang had a tie. "I asked you to ask you, and I couldn't bear to tell you."

He bowed his head and looked at the expensive custom watches between his wrists: "Look at this time the class is going to die again, I have to see it."

After saying, turn around and leave.

——If observe carefully, he will find that his pace is a bit rushing and embarrassed, as if he wants to escape quickly.

At first glance, regret talking about these just now.

"... Speaking of this," Lu Yingjiu said behind him, "Everyone said that anyone who surpasses you, you will always remember. I have a question that I always want to ask you."

Chu Banyang turned back.

Lu Yingjiu was still sitting on the railing.

Chu Banyang looked at him, watched his soft black hair blown by the wind, watching his slightly lazy expression, watching a huge set of sunset behind him, as if you just poured it back, you would be able to fall back. Hugging into the sunset.

The light carved his perfect facial lines, and the white clothes were clean and refreshing.

Just as good as the day of first seeing.

"What's the problem?" Chu Banyang asked.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Chu Banyang, do you like me?"