Vol. 1 Spring Thunder Chapter 8 Gifts
Liuyunzhuang, the restaurant that is dyed with bright sunshine.
But everyone's faces were full of coldness.
Is the owner dead? Forever's heart tightened, and he almost blurted out a question.
Isn't the air conditioner turned on a little low?Permanently inexplicably chilling down his spine, those lifelike statues are still surrounding his mind, and now Liuyunzhuang is like a god realm, and all the gods are watching him.
He ...... How long did you die?" Ling asked, Jian Xinghua's words disturbing her thoughts and making her speak a little slowly.
Jian Xinghua still maintained the same appearance just now, as if he had experienced too many similar things:
"About three months ago, I thought, you should know what that means, right?"
Ling was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his face became more and more ugly, and Qing Boya beside him also put away his hippie smile when he heard their conversation.
Qing Boya took out the invitation letter in the inner bag of his clothes:
"This invitation was signed half a month ago, is this also the time yours?"
"Yes, exactly fifteen days ago. Ling nodded and said with a serious expression, "If there is no problem with my elementary school math." ”
At this time, Yongheng suddenly figured out one thing, that is, they had been obsessed with the time to deliver the letter, could it be that this invitation was written by the owner of Liuyun Village, who died three months ago, half a month ago? That is simply too strange.
"Could this be the day he deliberately wrote the time half a month ago when he wrote the invitation?"
"No way. Ling replied very briefly, and then gave a detailed explanation: "This paper is a kind of paper that is very common on the weird side, but very special, and it is not like other papers that can be scribbled, and this paper can only write 'facts', that is, it cannot be faked." ”
"Yes, that's right. Jian Xinghua nodded, "And the seal on it is a seal that can only be used by people with Liuyun bloodline, but Liuyun Zhuang mainstream Yunchen does not have any blood relatives." ”
"Generations later, there is none. Qing Boya took over the conversation with a playful expression.
Hearing these words, Ling paused for a few seconds, and suddenly became a little irritable: "And it seems that there are still a lot of people invited this time, and all forces have more or less a little, what does this Liu Yunchen want to do?"
Ling's reaction made Jian Xinghua chuckle, and he immediately said helplessly in a calm tone:
"Maybe he just wants to play a joke on us at the last moment of his life? You know, Liu Yunchen is a lonely person, he's just too lonely. ”
Hearing Jian Xinghua's answer, Ling did not show much agreement, but called a maid over, asked them to take some food, and ate by themselves, the maid was also more up-to-date, and prepared one for Yongheng and Qing Boya.
Seeing that Ling didn't pay attention to him, Jian Xinghua just smiled and continued to sit there, not knowing what he was thinking.
Hearing this, Yong and Qing Boya moved their eyes to each other at the same time, looked at each other for a moment, and whispered:
"I always felt a little scared. ”
"I think so too. ”
I might be more compatible with Qing Boya...... It occurred to him that at this moment, a man he had seen walked up to them.
"It seems that you are feeling a little unhappy with Liu Yunchen, Ling. ”
The voice came from under the mask, the man who was wearing a mask that he had met in the theater forever, but his name was not known yet.
"Xiao Jingshan. Ling had a look of surprise on her face, "Why are you here too?" You should be absolutely neutral, right, Liu Yunchen also invited you?"
"Yes, I also received an invitation. But correspondingly, this means that Liu Yunchen doesn't want to do anything bad, right?" Xiao Jingshan replied thoughtfully, "Unless, he wants to break the 'convention'. ”
Then, Xiao Jingshan turned his head to look at Yongheng: "I didn't say hello in the theater at the beginning, I'm really embarrassed, let me introduce myself, my name is Xiao Jingshan, you can come to me at any time if you need anything in the future, the staff of the theater have special offers here for me." ”
After speaking, he handed a permanent business card.
The business card is very concise, with blood express - Xiao Jingshan in a few big characters written on it, as well as a phone number and email address, and nothing else.
"Okay, I'll look for you when I need it later. Yongheng replied, it's just that the name Blood Express makes him feel a little uncomfortable, is this a courier company that specializes in delivering blood?
At this time, as if she had heard something, Ryoshi tilted her head, and her expression suddenly became solemn.
Da, da, da, he heard the sound of metal hitting the ground permanently, and just as he was feeling strange, he saw an old man with gray hair coming from the other side of the hall.
The old man walked over step by step, and strangely enough, his left foot was silent when he stepped on the ground, but his right foot was like metal, and it made a heavy noise when he stepped on the ground.
"An Chen. A hint of nervousness flashed across Ling's face.
Although An Chen looks close to twilight, his face is full of wrinkles, but his temperament is like that of a young man, and the breath of life exuded by his whole body is like a tree growing just right, without a sense of aging.
Weird.
It's the first word that pops into permanent's mind.
This old man should be considered a strange humanoid to him.
Although he still appears to be a "human", if you look at it in essence, some of him may already be inhuman.
"An Chen, a veteran of body enhancement and the use of weapons, was once taught by him at the Bounty Hunter's headquarters. Qing Boya, who was permanently beside him, explained to him, "He is not very strong in a regular battle, but if it is a one-on-one fight without rules, he can be said to be the strongest, and there is no one." ”
An Chen called his cultivation technique "Serene tactics. ”
"Rhombo. The old man smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous, I'm not a terrible monster, and I can barely be regarded as half of your master, but I haven't seen you for a long time." ”
An Chen sighed.
"It's that I'm still in the third stage, and I really don't have the face to meet you. Ling put on a respectful expression for the first time and whispered: "I really didn't expect you to come, since that day, I haven't made the slightest progress, it's really ......"
Speaking of this, Ling stood up and bowed to An Chen.
"Still hasn't gotten better? I see. A complicated expression appeared on An Chen's face, "Let's not talk about this for now, let's introduce it first." ”
"This is the new person who is currently following me, permanently. Ling said, and then pointed to Qing Boya: "This is the passerby I met on the road." ”
"Hello Mr. An Chen, my name is Qing Boya, and I was fortunate to have your guidance. Qing Boya ignored Ling's burial, and instead greeted An Chen respectfully.
looks very humble, and he can't see that he is a hearty bounty hunter at all, but a bit of a scholar. Forever, after celebrating Boya, greet An Chen.
"I know you, forever. An Chen bowed his head lightly and said in a low voice, "I can't imagine how you did it, to be honest, I have the intention to recruit you, but you have joined the theater, this may be the best choice for you, so I can only give you one suggestion, which is to learn from Ling." ”
With that, the powerful old man handed Ryoshi a dark brown backpack, which looked very heavy and didn't know what it contained.
"I already knew that you would come to Liuyunzhuang, so I gave it to you...... A little gift for her. An Chen said simply.
"Is this the one I thought?" Ling asked, but she didn't seem to have the idea of opening up now, and thanked An Chen directly:
"Thank you!"
Then he slung the backpack on his shoulder, like a mother holding her child, and held it in her arms.
An Chen's dark eyes looked directly into Ling's eyes and didn't speak for a long time.
Under the pressure of this silence, Ling did not choose to back down, did not look away from her.
"Even if you dislike me for being verbose, I still want to say, you should know that if you continue like this, there may be no progress in this life. Finally, An Chen spoke again, his voice low and full of regret.
When Ling heard these words, he just smiled:
"I know, but I don't regret it. ”
"Okay. It seemed that An Chen didn't want to say anything more, but he still continued, "You must know that everything we know is small and ridiculous, and I hope you can keep yourself." ”
After speaking, An Chen turned around and walked to Xiao Jingshan's side and said to him, "Xiao Jingshan, come with me to a place where there is no one, and let's talk about private matters." ”
Xiao Jingshan nodded, and as An Chen walked out of the restaurant, the two walked farther and farther, and the footsteps gradually disappeared into the depths of the long corridor.
As An Chen moved away, Ling, who was originally nervous, also relaxed, and she sat back in her place and continued to enjoy her lunch.
Forever but can't eat anything, too much information makes him a little incomprehensible, he originally planned to slowly get in touch with weirdness, taking advantage of his first job to understand the world, after all, he doesn't know anything about the weird side, and Yongheng suddenly has a sense of crisis, and he began to have nothing to say:
"Ling, what exactly does Mr. An Chen mean by learning from you, for example, the cyan energy you use?"
Although it was just a feeling, he always felt that this kind of magic-like thing seemed to suit him quite well, after all, it matched his swordsmanship.
Ryoshi glanced sideways at him, and there seemed to be a strange light in her eyes, which seemed very deep.
She replied blandly:
"Otherwise, you can just believe in the abyss with me, many people in the theater are believers in the abyss, but it will be a little dangerous, occasionally, well, occasionally you will hear words that encompass almost everything in your sleep, of course, the problem is not very big. ”
Speaking of this, Ling summoned a maid and said to her:
"Please take us to this room, I think this should be the room that Liu Yunchen prepared for us. ”
As she spoke, she took out the invitation and handed it to the maid.
The maid looked at it a little, and after determining which room it was, she returned the invitation to Ling: "Please follow me." ”
Saying that, he led Yong and Ling to the corner stairs, came to the second floor, and arrived at the door of the designated room, the maid did not enter the room, but just made a skirt salute to the two of them, and walked downstairs.
Ling pushed open the door, and after entering the room, he first checked whether there was anything surveillance, and after the inspection was completed, he sat on the bed, and sat on the chair permanently.
"It feels like you're a little nervous. Ling was relaxed, "Don't worry, I'll see what gift An Chen gave me first." ”
She put her backpack on the bed, reached out and opened it, and smiled unconsciously.
"Thank you. Ling muttered to herself, thanking her again.
But when she opened the backpack, she seemed to see that there seemed to be human fingers and toes inside, and the backpack contained human limbs?
Yong wanted to see clearly, but before he could react, Ling pulled his backpack on, locked it in a cabinet in the room, and carefully strung the key with a string and tied it around his neck.
"The security measures in Liuyunzhuang should still be very good, but I hope someone won't go against the theater. ”
"What's in there?" Forever a little frightened, blurted out his thoughts.
"You don't need to know that. Ling seemed to be smiling.