CHAPTER 40

"Vatina and Huachen used to be friends. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info They have had little contact lately. ”

Zuo Xin stopped smoking, just ordered a cup of milk coffee, and smacked gently.

"Huachen's previous temperament was not like this. The final change in personality is because of the brocade. For the sake of the brocade, he should force you to do what you don't want to do. ”

"I don't know what the purpose of this conversation is. Is this an accident or not? ”

Zuo An tried to ease the relationship between the two families. That's what I think, too. Some of his practices have the opposite effect. After a pause, waiting for Zuo Xin to digest his words, "He told me that he was going to take you to see the old man at home, but you were not very willing. But he persisted. I apologize to you for him. ”

This apology is really late enough, and he made such a move in his capacity because he bears the surname 'Zuo'. I always feel that this is an opening sentence similar to foreshadowing, but his opening statement is inevitably too long, not like his style. Changed positions and sat down. Waiting for his next step.

"He probably knows why you're like this, and with your help by his side, the odds of winning may increase."

Last time, Zuo An explained to himself the tricks of Byron Moon, and this kind of clichΓ© trick is easy for people to fall into.

"What else."

"I'm going to repeat what Hua Chen did before, and bring you over to meet someone."

"I don't know exactly what you're going to do, but there's something that involves me, please stop."

"You can call Zuo An yourself."

Zuo Xin took out his mobile phone, and after dialing the eleventh number, he did not dial it, but put it on the table, "Maybe his mobile phone is in another person's hand, by the way, the sound can also be imitated." ”

Hua Qianshu didn't give up, and took out another mobile phone, "You can make video calls on this phone." You can do some of the actions between you. ”

, can't I video call on my phone in despisam?

Pada

After half a year, I returned here again, different from the ignorant and ignorant mind before, just like a middle-aged person who is old and young in the family, without passion, without the courage to put everything away, I can only live the life of the first 30 years step by step. Gisekin gave himself the impression that few people noticed him, or it could be that he did it on purpose. With such a mind and ability, it is not difficult for them to achieve this level. The only thing that made the left heart stagnant was his eyes, which he had the pleasure of seeing a few times, clear and clear, and it should not be what he could have in the oral accounts of everyone, with such a background and such a status. But it seems to be able to perceive everything, the unbearable, the unwilling to look back, the buried, the joyful, all under his gaze. It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

The difference was that this time I walked through the long hallway. Go and greet everything that is oppressed there.

The difference is

Pada

Gissenkin had already walked from behind the desk to the middle of the hall, and perhaps he pressed some button, and the couch in the middle spun upwards, unfolded, and partially closed into a leather single bed.

It's weird in this space. On the walls are cold weapons of various ages, glowing with ancient copper, and as long as there is a little light, the line light fills the entire space.

Involuntarily took a step back. For a while, my limbs stiffened and my breathing seemed to be stopped, just like the terrible feeling of being underwater. Gisekin picked up his left heart and placed it on the bed in the middle. Just when Zuo Xin thought that there would be those more climactic parts of the plot of the novel, his next move made Zuo Xin understand that he was thinking too much.

He took off the jade pendant on his left neck. Then he used his middle index finger to get up and grope inch by inch on the body of his left heart without missing anything. The cold sweat in the left heart suddenly came out. There was already a vague understanding of what he was going to do. He was suspecting that there was another suppressed thing in him. Zuo Xin wanted to say, don't doubt it, it was originally.

It was a check, but his own expression could not indirectly implement his thoughts. When he touched the root of his thigh along his calf, his left heart was completely unsettled.

And he was at this time. Stopped. Raise your head and look into the eyes of your left heart. The calm pupils reflected a slight panic in the left heart. Reach for the dagger hidden in your leg. It was placed on the bedside table next to it. With a wave of his hand, Zuoxin instantly felt that he could breathe again.

"How should the blood of the former patriarch of the House of Byron be taken?"

"I don't know."

"You have to know."

Zuo Xin had already sat up and leaned on the bed, "I don't know. ”

"The blood of the patriarch of Byron was only a quarter, and this has yet to be verified. They have been preparing for so long and will not give up easily, even if it is costly. ”

Zuo Xin no longer has the leisure to count how many words he said at once, but he feels that the vest is already cold.

After the left heart went out, through a dim and winding dark corridor, there was an iron door in front of it, leaking the sunlight outside, and pushed it open. It's a noisy and mundane world.

Pada

A dark and windy night. Zuo Xin returned home, took a bath, ate two bananas and a mangosteen, and when he was about to go to bed after watching two episodes of "Big Big Wolf and Pleasant Goat", he pushed open the door, and suddenly screams filled the entire floor.

The lights snapped on. Hua Qianshu was wearing homely casual clothes at the top of the stairs and looked at Zuo Xin with a dark face.

"Why are you at my house?"

"Take care of you."

"I don't need to take care of it." Feeling far away from the topic, he pointed to the dark coffin in the room, which took up most of his room, "What's going on?" ”

"Gissakin gave it to you, and there was a letter in it. It's also for you. ”

Zuo Xin was stunned at his back, it didn't seem to be his territory, how could it be taken for granted. I looked back at the coffin, no, why did I put the letter in it? What's in there?

Zuoxin turned on all the lights, brought a lot of stools, made a few torches, and who knew if there was anything unclean in them, and burned the self-defense and a shovel, because there were still nails on it. When humanity has no way out, the guts will suddenly fatten, and after knocking it open, a little dust will fill out, and the left heart will lay on the ground and almost vomit, isn't it?

To be exact, it was an envelope that was about to materialize, and it had to be held up to read, and the most important thing was that it was lying on a skeleton, but fortunately, the clothes were still there, and it was handled so Westernly, and Zuo Xin was very grateful to the person who put it in at that time.

Above is a traditional Chinese character written with a brush. An Lingrong.

Zuo Xin took the mobile phone and sneaked outside, called Gissekin, and after ringing for fifty-six seconds, it was picked up when Zuo Xin thought that the call was in vain, and I have to say that the voice is extremely good.

"Did you send the coffin?"

"Hmm."

"Do you know what's inside?"

"I don't know