Every time he said a word, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, the bright red color was on Duan Mingzhang's neckline, the fire was still burning, mixed with the cries of Lao Qi and the others, the skin and flesh were burnt, and there was a faint fragrance that was out of place.

Lao Qi was looking for a way out in the churning fire, but where was there a way out, he tightly protected the ragged clothes on his body, but after a wave of heat, not only the clothes, but also the skin on his body seemed to be lifted up, and before he felt the pain, he melted into the whirring fire.

Yun Tian grabbed Duan Mingyue and left a bloody kiss on the corner of her mouth: "I don't want to be your lackey, eagle dog, mouthpiece and minions." ”

"I want to be your man, but I can't."

After Yun Tian finished speaking, he pushed back, the firelight covered his withered face, Duan Mingyue was startled, and reached out to grab it, only to catch a handful of hot gas that burned his skin.

"Wait for me to get it all done!"

Yun Tian's last expression was relieved, and he fell into the sea of fire and disappeared.

……

"Xianmen Yuntian." , Lu Yiwei glanced at Li Ranxiu heavily.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't care what you mean, these four words saved my life anyway." , Lu Yiwei waded through the rain, and walked out of the school gate with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"The fat man froze when he heard this, and then I told him that Xianmen Yuntian is by my side, and if I die, he will not have a good time in the future."

This year's rainy season is smelly and long, the terrain of the 19th Middle School is low, and it has been flooded for more than half of the rain in a few days, Li Ranxiu changed out of his soaked running shoes at the school gate, put on his own flip-flops, and didn't even bother to lift his eyelids during the whole process: "What happened later?" ”

"Then the fat man ran away with a rolling belt."

I thought that out of the school gate is Kangzhuang Avenue, I didn't think that the disaster outside is even worse, the subway station is 500 meters away, this 500 meters is like a moat, the river is soup, the road is difficult to cross.

Li Ranxiu frowned: "Where did you hear that?" ”

"Before the long holiday, the day when Wu Zicong pretended to be crazy, do you remember? I excused myself to go out and have a look, but I actually followed Mr. Wang's boyfriend to the mailroom, and he talked a lot to the old man, and finally he said that he was the 'Xianmen Yuntian' of 'Xianmen'. ”

Li Ranxiu thought about it carefully, but still didn't buy it: "I don't believe it..."

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it!" , Lu Yiwei stretched his neck and argued, "I... Yes! ”

Fortunately, Li Ranxiu fished him out in time, and Lu Yiwei was saved from the fate of being planted in the pond, he stood up straight, and just wanted to thank him, Li Ranxiu pointed to the private car parked in front of the two: "Looking for you?" ”

"Hello, long time no see... Well, it's grown up a lot. Feng Yilan, who was in the driver's seat, tried hard to play the role of a loving stepmother, "Get in the car, I'll take you to dinner, don't let your dad wait." ”

Li Ranxiu thought that this woman was really good at talking, and every word was poked on Lu Yiwei's bottom line, and the latter was furious as expected, and put the umbrella on his shoulder: "My family can afford to eat, and I don't need him to give alms with hypocrisy." ”

Before the second half of the sentence "let him roll as far as possible" could be spoken, a woman in a bright red dress suddenly popped up in front of her, standing motionless across the road, looking sad and lonely.

Hell, in broad daylight, Lu Yiwei was so shocked that he almost screamed, the old lady's advice in the dream was still in his ears, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he pulled Li Ranxiu and turned around and ran.

"Two days ago, I contacted her, Wei Qinghuan."

In the wind and rain in the city, Feng Yilan's voice sounded wet and a little psychedelic.

Lu Yiwei became interested, and he slowly retreated to the open window: "What did you say?" I do not quite understand. "E-book shop

"You'll find out later." , Feng Yilan pressed the button to unlock the door.

Li Ranxiu's back had already walked away, and in the car, Lu Yiwei was holding an umbrella dripping downward, and his knuckles turned white: "Can you tell me?" ”

Feng Yilan took off the bag hanging on the rearview mirror and threw it to Lu Yiwei, she finally stopped being obsessed with playing a loving stepmother, and after tearing off this mask, the whole person was much more comfortable.

"There's one of her hairs, a drop of blood, and a piece of rune paper to cast spells."

Lu Yiwei was stunned and held the bag: "You..."

Feng Yilan: "I'm a life master. ”

She turned her head, looked at Lu Yiwei, and said quietly: "And he is the best life master on the road." ”

Liberal arts students are full of idealists, and Lu Yiwei is one of them, he didn't get too entangled in his stepmother's profession, but asked straightforwardly: "Fortune teller?" What does that have to do with my mom. ”

In his limited cognition, the fortune teller is an uncle who wears sunglasses and pulls an erhu and wears a long shirt, while Wei Qinghuan is a charming star in brocade clothes, and the difference between the two painting styles is slightly larger, and Lu Yiwei feels uncomfortable.

Feng Yilan earnestly popularized science: "The fortune-telling mixed entertainment industry, this is called a professional counterpart." ”

After saying the witty words, her face became solemn again: "Before Wei Qinghuan's accident, I made this tip, and for more than ten years, there has been no movement, until some time ago, it suddenly lit up." ”

Lu Yiwei felt a hard stain, turned the bag over, and there were blood stains on the back.

"That box of CDs, your father originally wanted to wait for the college entrance examination to be given to you, but she didn't want to wait." , Feng Yilan talked about the dead as easily as talking about the weather, "Wei Qinghuan was unhappy in his heart. ”

Lu Yiwei swallowed and foamed: "I've watched the disc, there are only two people in the video, my mother is gone, who is the man who recorded the video?" ”

"His name is Jian Fengjun, and he is Wei Qinghuan's last assistant."

After that, Feng Yilan stepped on the accelerator hard.

The rain sped up and slammed into the windshield one after the other.

The nearest hospital to the nineteenth middle school is a psychiatric hospital, Wu Zicong jumped to his death, the body was parked nearby, it was parked here for a full month, many classmates have been to see it, Lu Yiwei is no exception, when Feng Yilan's car slowly stopped at the door, he instinctively shivered.

"Follow me."

Feng Yilan took off her sunglasses, threw them in the car, and walked away, Lu Yiwei didn't do anything more, her aura immediately shortened, and she was trembling behind her, and she didn't even dare to come out.

There are only eight single rooms on the sixteenth floor, which are spacious and clean, and occasionally pass by patients in hospital gowns, and the other party is emotionally stable, which makes people feel at ease.

The furniture in the ward was all royal blue, and Lu Yiwei looked at it quietly, thinking that he had mistakenly entered the box of blue can cookies.

The only cookie was nestled in the bed, and I didn't know if I was asleep or awake.

Lu Yiwei asked softly: "Is he Jian Fengjun?" ”

Feng Yilan: "No. ”

She sat on the edge of the bed: "His name is Fu Yang." ”

Lu Yiwei's eyes widened and he plucked out his ears: "Is it the Fu Xie Yi who sang "Wang Sun"?" ”