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Qi Chen's mother felt from the bottom of her heart that Long Ya couldn't be better.

Qi Chen felt from the bottom of his heart that Long Ya was born to overcome him.

His bed is really big enough.

But there are two men lying on the big bed, one is almost 1.8 meters, and the other is almost 1.9 meters. What's the difference between a person sleeping on a sofa bed, Captain Long, wake up! Qi Chen thought so, but under Long Ya's persuasion, his mother has cooperated very well to put the quilt back in the cabinet, so silly that Qi Chen couldn't bear to look at it.

The only mother who could be on the same front as him had turned his back on the battle, so Qi Chen had to accept his fate.

Outside, it started to rain again, washing away the window glass. In such thunderstorms, people are always extraordinarily lazy. The three watched TV and chatted for a while, and Qi Chen's mother decided to wash up and go back to the room to sleep.

When she went to the balcony to pack a change of clothes, Qi Chen pulled Long Ya into the bedroom and closed the door.

There is a bathroom in his bedroom, so he doesn't have to go out to wash. He opened the cabinet and found two sets of home clothes, put them on the bed, pointed to one of them, raised his head as naturally as possible and said to Longya: "This set is big, You should be able to wear it, do you wash it first or I wash it first?"

Qi Chen said in his heart: It would be better if I could let myself wash first.

In this way, after washing and drying his hair, he can go straight to bed and go to bed. Maybe when Longya washes out, he is already asleep, so naturally he doesn't have to feel guilty any more.

Besides, he was really sleepy.

However, Long Ya patted off Qi Chen's fingers, looked at the dripping rain outside, and said, "Don't be too busy taking a shower, I'm going to take you out."

"Now?" Qi Chen was stunned, "Where can such a heavy rain go?"

Longya said decisively: "Qu Shan."

Qi Chen: "..."

Going to Qushan in the rain at this time is either sick or sick.

Qi Chen felt that he was a normal person. After being with Longya and other non-human species for a long time, he actually started to pervert. When he heard Longya's words, he was only speechless for a moment, and then asked calmly. Said: "Why are you going to Qushan suddenly? Did you find something?"

"I suddenly remembered a clip just now." Long Ya put his pocket in his pocket, looked at the water flowing on the window glass, and said, "I didn't see you when I went up the mountain, and it wasn't your usual time to go down the mountain to save people. It was still raining. I waited for you at the Star-Viewing Pavilion on the second floor for a while before you came back. I asked you what you were doing at the time, and you seemed to reply to me that you went and got some cinnabar. Because at that time, you would occasionally do some The medicine was distributed to the people at the foot of the mountain, so I didn't take it seriously when I saw cinnabar, and what you said at the time seemed to be medicine. But..."

"But what?" When Qi Chen heard him mention cinnabar, he naturally thought of what Daochang Li said on Yundu Mountain before, "You think that cinnabar may not be used to make medicine, but to change talismans. ?"

Longya frowned and recalled: "It was too messy back then, and I can't remember many things clearly now, but I have the impression that you don't often use cinnabar as medicine, and that thing is poisonous after all. It’s okay, it doesn’t take much, but I remember that you took more than one pack, it seems that there were three or four packs. Now that I think about it, it may not be just medicine.”

After looking out the window and recalling for a while, he simply said to Qi Chen: "Go! I'll go look for the room where you put the book, maybe I can find some clues about it. Who knows that the head is full of hearts and minds. I won't come to stir it again, and I will be prepared to figure out the purpose of the talisman."

Long Ya has always been an actionist, and Qi Chen is also straightforward in this kind of business, but he is a little worried about leaving his mother at home alone.

"Before entering the house just now, I asked her to put the nine-eyed dzi bead around her wrist, and put the short knife that the knife boy turned into in the living room." Longya explained and added: "When you go, come, I didn't plan to use it as a library all night."

When Qi Chen heard this, he felt relieved for a while, he just nodded, Long Ya raised his hand to wrap his waist, and disappeared into the room in a flash, leaving only the half-open cabinet door and the bed. Two neat stacks of clothing.

Almost as long as he closed his eyes and opened them again, Qi Chen felt that his feet had stepped on the ground, and they had crossed most of the city in the rain, and the two of them were not wet at all.

They were standing in the hall of the ancient building at this time, and they saw Long Ya reach out and touch under the desk, and the candles of the two beans lit up.

Longya picked up one of them, raised his hand and dialed the flame, and the light became much brighter. He held the lamp and dragged Qi Chen towards the side room on the left.

After taking a step, Qi Chen realized that they were still wearing slippers.

Every detail of this ancient building has remained original from beginning to end. Except for the person responsible for cleaning, no one else is allowed to enter.

In fact, it has never been locked, even when a large number of residents of Xi City go up the mountain during the Qingming Festival every year. They just stand on the top of the mountain with their doors and windows closed, and they only put up a simple wooden sign in front of the hut where people live, which reads The ancient building does not receive tourists, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

Actually, no one has stepped on the threshold. At least Qi Chen has never seen anyone break this rule since he was a child.

So all the books in the side room on the left are still there, neatly stacked one by one in the wooden cabinet, occupying almost three walls.

There was a unique smell of old books in the room. Qi Chen was dragged by the dragon teeth and looked all the way along the three-sided wooden cabinet.

He was stunned to himself, it was not easy to find what Longya was looking for in so many books, and the amount of work seemed huge.

But Longya didn't turn it over row by row, book by book, as he thought, but held up the lights and swept it all the way, whispering as he walked, "I often turn over this wooden frame, this one. One has also turned over quite a bit... If you really had something you didn't want me to see at the time, you could only put it on—"

Long Ya walked to the wooden bookcase on the inner wall, the lights in his hand illuminated the rows of books, moved slowly, and then fixed on the bottom two floors and said, "Here."

"Hold it for me." He handed the lamp to Qi Chen's hand, and his slender fingers rested on the row of books, swiping as if they were browsing, and from time to time he took out two of them and put them in his hand, flexibly very. Two rows of books took him less than five minutes.

After his fingers slid over the last book, he straightened up, flipped the stack of books he had pulled out in his hand, and then flipped his wrist, the stack of books disappeared and was put away by him.

"Okay! Let's go!" Long Ya took the light from Qi Chen's hand, dragged him back to the hall with great strides, put the light back to its original position, and waved his hand, the two lights went out, and they were in the hall. At the moment of returning to darkness, Long Ya had already brought Qi Chen back to his room.

As soon as he landed, he patted Qi Chen on the back of the head, pushed him towards the bathroom with his curved index finger, and said in disgust, "Go, go, you can take a shower, you have been sleepy to death since before. Look, wash up early and sleep early."

Since Long Ya said so, of course Qi Chen would not be polite to him, and immediately rolled into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

When he wiped his hair with a towel and came out, Long Ya had already put the tall stack of books on the bedside table, and was sitting in the single sofa chair next to him, frowning slightly against the back of the chair, Flip through one of them.

Seeing Qi Chen come out, Long Ya's fingers that were about to turn the page stopped, and they were sandwiched between the thin sheets of paper. Under the reflection, it looks like porcelain, which contrasts sharply with the wet black hair, making his facial features more gentle and beautiful.

He always wears simple and clean clothes on weekdays, with some unfading student air, but not very jumpy. In cold weather, he is mostly a woolen coat. When the weather turns warmer, he is just a light-colored cotton shirt and jeans. Well-behaved, seldom so...loose.

Home clothes are just how comfortable they are. The top is loose, but it has a v-neck, and the neckline is almost open to the chest.

Long Ya stared at him for a long time, and almost looked at Qi Chen again, so he put down the book in his hand and stood up, walked to the bed, pinched another set of home clothes on the bed with disgust, and looked at it. Painfully said: "These things you wear at home are about to catch up with the pink shirts of Shan Xiao's girls. What kind of style is this."

Qi Chen was expressionless: "...Please go out and turn left to ask my mother why she bought me a big v-neck."

Long Ya had to twitch the corners of his mouth, and went into the bathroom with that set of clothes in hand.

As soon as he entered, Qi Chen immediately fell onto the bed with a "thump", buries his side in the pillow, and squinted at the bathroom door designed as a wardrobe door.

Long Ya was probably paying attention to Qi Chen's safety even when taking a bath, so he didn't close the door, he just closed it, and left a gap half a person's width.

The sound of rushing water and the wet mist just came out of the crack, smearing Qi Chen's face.

He stared at the crack of the door for a while, then raised his hand lazily, turned on the warm yellow wall lamp on the bedside, and turned off the headlight at the top.

The whole room was instantly darkened, and his mind was swept away by the irresistible sleepiness, and he was drowsy, as if he could fall asleep completely by closing his eyes at any time, but the sound of water and mist kept swaying him, Every time the consciousness is about to sink, it will suddenly come up again, floating up and down several times, but not falling asleep...

Just when he could not figure out the time with a smudge in his head, the crack of the door was pushed open from the inside, and Long Ya walked out with his upper body naked and full of heat, his muscles were strong and powerful, but he did not. Not exaggerated, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, it looks very powerful.

He was like a walking dryer. When he pushed the door and came out, his hair was almost dry, and only two droplets of water were left on the tip of his hair and rolled down his neck, all the way along the ravines of his chest muscles and abdominal muscles. , meandering, swept into the end of the mermaid line.

Qi Chen: "………………………………………………………………" Sleep a fart!