Chapter 42: Late Night (21)

"What do you know!"

Shen Luotian suddenly yelled angrily at the child next to him: "You shut up for me!" ā€

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At this time, Xia Beifeng suddenly showed his terrifying maturity compared to his peers: "My father said that when people have a weak heart, they always involuntarily raise their voices and use anger to cover up their weakness. ā€

"What do I have to be ill-intentioned?"

Dad, you have nothing to do, what kind of mess do you teach your children at home?

Shen Luotian gritted his teeth and showed a smile, which made his expression look a little distorted and hideous: "I don't know what you want to say, anyway, I don't want to hear it, and I won't answer you." If you understand, be quiet. ā€

Xia Beifeng stopped, looked up at the young man beside him who was much taller than him, and said in a calm but determined tone: "Brother Tian, you are afraid. ā€

"What do I have to be afraid of?"

Shen Luotian glanced down at him, rolled his eyes and turned his head: "You should be afraid, if you quarrel again, I will beat you believe it or not!" ā€

"I believe it, but I still want to say ......"

"Shut up!"

"My mom ...... her"

"I'll shut you up!"

Shen Luotian pressed the shoulders of the children next to him hard, and repeated threateningly: "Give, I, shut up, mouth!" ā€

Xia Beifeng stiffened his neck, and he wanted to say something unconvinced.

"Alright, you two!"

Ye Tianlang stepped forward, covered the child's mouth, and dragged him behind him. At the same time, he glared at the angry adult: "Although I don't know what you're talking about, but isn't it clear to you that it's not the time to quarrel?" Be quiet...... Anyway, where are we going? ā€

"I don't know, it seems to be the third floor."

Shen Luotian looked around and said angrily: "Didn't you notice, we didn't go up the stairs just now, and we came directly to the third floor...... So don't ask me where I'm going, just go for a walk. ā€

"Please don't say something as bad as 'we're lost' in such a normal tone, okay?"

Ye Tianlang looked at the very familiar scene in front of him, although he didn't want to believe it, he could only reluctantly admit that this person's judgment was right.

They did go to the third floor, where they broke the mirror at the beginning.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Xia Beifeng struggled under his hand for a while, and finally took off the hand covering his mouth: "It's so dangerous, I'm almost suffocated, master!" ā€

He gasped exaggeratedly, turned his head to look at a broken glass window beside him, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Tian, Brother Ye, look, there are flowers outside!" ā€

"Yes, yes, of course, there are flowers, and there are snowflakes outside."

Ye Tianlang waved his hand impatiently: "Don't shake your wit at this time." ā€

"It's not snowflakes, it's real flowers."

Xia Beifeng pointed out the window and shouted excitedly: "There are flowers everywhere, but they look good, come and see!" ā€

Shen Luotian turned his head, glanced out the window, and immediately raised his hand to press back Xia Beifeng, who was about to stick out of the window.

Outside the window, the wasteland that should have been the backyard of the hospital disappeared at some point, replaced by a lush wood.

That's right, lush woods.

The scene outside the window is very strange, as if God is unreasonable to rub several things that are impossible to appear at the same time and throw them down directly.

Snowflakes continued to fall in the deep night, but a full moon hung high in the sky.

The stars in the sky twinkled and shimmered, and the moon sprinkled silver light, and was reflected by the large ~ snow on the ground, reflecting the forest as if it were day.

Fruit trees in the forest. Peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, pear blossoms...... The different plants bloom at the same time, and the slender treetops are covered with heavy flowers, so that the branches are bent down.

The snow-covered ground was gradually covered with a layer of petals of different colors, reflecting a faint glow in the moonlight.

"What the hell is this......

Ye Tianlang finally believed Xia Beifeng's sentence "There are flowers outside".

He looked at the strange scenery outside the window, and couldn't help but have a desire to go in and have a look.

"Don't go over, it's an illusion."

Shen Luotian pressed his shoulder and whispered, "This is not a thing of the same level as the faceless beauty in the morgue, and it is not something that you can carry through with a strong will." ā€

Ye Tianlang pressed one hand on the windowsill, and only wanted to get closer to the flower forest outside the window, but the words of the people around him couldn't reach his ears at all.

The sharp pain in his shoulder came directly to his mind.

"What are you doing!"

He turned his head and glared at the person behind him, "Are you trying to leave me with some disability?" ā€

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Shen Luotian apologized insincerely, and the hand on his shoulder added a little more force: "I just want you not to look at it." ā€

There was a small cracking sound from the bone.

"Can't you see it?"

"No, it's better not to even think about it."

Shen Luotian undoubtedly rejected his opinion, and at the same time reached out and pressed the bear child next to him who was still climbing the windowsill to look at the flowers: "You also give me honesty, don't think that you are not afraid of things if you are a child, and if you are not honest for a while, I will throw you down and feed the monsters!" ā€

"What youkai?"

Xia Beifeng raised his head excitedly, pointed to the flower forest outside the window and asked, "Is it the monster that lives there?" That kind of particularly beautiful big sister? Nie Xiaoqian! ā€

"It's not a big sister, it's a grandmother."

A green tendon on Shen Luotian's forehead twitched: "What do you think about a ten-year-old kid all day long?" Even if you have a beautiful big sister, what can you do? People can die under peony flowers, you are a child whose hair has not yet grown, and you don't know if you want to be a merry ghost? ā€

"Huh?"

Xia Beifeng looked at him confused: "What do you mean?" ā€

"It's not interesting. I'm telling you, be honest with me, don't always think about climbing out! This is the third floor, and it's cheap for you to fall and break a bone! ā€

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fist at the chin of another adult who was looking out the window in a daze.

"Hmm......"

Ye Tianlang covered his chin and glared at him painfully.

"Got a bite on your tongue?"

Shen Luotian's apology still couldn't hear any sincerity: "The situation is compelling, I can only use some extraordinary means, I'm sorry!" ā€

I really don't see that you want to apologize, but it's actually quite pleasant for you to smash this punch!

And why do you always hit me?

Ye Tianlang covered his chin, and the tip of his numb tongue vaguely tasted the bloody taste in his mouth.

He was speechless for a while, and could only use his eyes to convey anger. The culprit looked at him with a smile, and almost wrote the words "gloating" on his face.

Instructor Xia, dare to ask what is going on with your family's education policy?

After raising such an inhuman thing as you, you raised such a crazy thing.

Do you just like to watch other people's pain and amusement so much?

A gust of wind blew from the window, changing the crazy posture of the ice and snow before, and gently touching it like a lover's affection.

There was a faint smell of fresh flowers in the breeze, dispelling the rotten smell of the hospital corridor, along with the invisible mental oppression that this hospital brought to them.

There was a faint sound wafting in the wind.

The sound of ding ding dong, although far away, can also be heard clear and pleasant.

"What's the sound?"

Ye Tianlang asked vaguely: "The sound of water?" There's a river out there? ā€

"It's not the river, it's the piano."

Shen Luotian leaned against the window, looked outside for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it a few times outside: "Hey, the beautiful woman playing the piano over there, can you raise your head and let me see what you look like!" ā€

Who just said that this outside thing is not easy to mess with, so let's not look at it?

Dare to ask Young Master Shen, what are you doing now?

Ye Tianlang looked blankly at the man standing by the window smiling, and couldn't help but pull the child next to him to take two steps back.

Xia Beifeng raised his head and looked at him strangely.

"Stay away from your brother Tian, his mental abnormality is contagious, do you understand?"

I don't really understand, but it sounds like a very important and scary thing.

The child was confused for a moment, then suddenly nodded firmly, and took the initiative to distance himself from Shen Luotian.

Shen Luotian stood for a while, but it wasn't enough, so he simply sat sideways on the windowsill, leaning against the window and enjoying the intermittent sound of the piano outside.

At first glance, the sound did sound somewhat similar to the flowing water in the mountains, with a light tone but a bit of a hollow echo. The listener can't help but think of the quiet but vibrant mountains, and the irritability calms down.

He rested one leg on the window edge, whistling softly to the tune of the piano, and his eyes searched back and forth in the flower forest below for the direction from which the piano sounded from.

The petals fell, and soon another layer was added to the snow. When the flowers on the branches fall, they re-bud and bloom in their same places, and then slowly fall off the petals.

It never sees its leaves, let alone fruit.

The sweet fragrance of flowers in the air gradually became stronger, and even the tiredness on the body was swept away by the wind.

"It's peach blossom miasma."

Shen Luotian raised his hand to catch a petal floating in the wind, observed it in his hand for a moment, and crushed it between his fingers.

"Look."

He stretched out his hand and showed the person behind him the color between his fingers: "It's okay if you don't touch this thing, as long as you get it, you can't get it off, it's very troublesome." ā€

The petals he had crushed turned a pink and stained most of his palm, as if they had grown from under his skin.

"Peach Blossom Miasma? Is it the kind of thing in the Zhiwei novel, which can make people see beautiful women in the peach forest? Or is it the poison in martial arts novels that kills people if you smell it? Given the worldview we are in now, I think it is the first one. ā€

Ye Tianlang pointed out the window: "I saw the woods, where is the beauty?" ā€

You just said something terrible as if nothing had happened.

Shen Luotian glanced at him in surprise.

"It doesn't have to be a beauty, either. If it's a woman, it's mostly beautiful teenagers, and people with abnormal sexual orientation don't necessarily see things. But beauties come out after a long time. Looking at this hobby, at least two or three tunes must be played before he can make his official debut. No hurry, wait. ā€

"Just wait for her here, don't look for Xue Qing?"

"Don't look for it, they're all in the same group anyway, and if you can catch one, it's one."

"Everyone sees it differently, so what is its prototype? A tree? Or a dead man in the woods? ā€

"Not necessarily. Although they are all called peach blossom miasma, their causes are also different. Sometimes it's a goblin who lives in the woods, sometimes it's a ghost who gets lost and dies inside, or it may simply be a miasma that is about to become a spirit. This kind of place is heavy in the cloud, and those things are easy to become climate. ā€

"What kind of one is this we are encountering now? You can tell. ā€

"In a place with such a heavy dead air, it is basically impossible to be a goblin. The most taboo thing for the grass and wood elves is this kind of lifeless place. It can only be a dead person, who brought such a large piece of wood, and eighty percent of them are still dead people who have been dead for many years. ā€

Shen Luotian's eyes stared at a tree in the forest, and said casually: "This thing is not easy to deal with!" I'll not talk about it for a while, no matter how beautiful you two look at it in a while...... Well, what the hell. Remember, she's just a skeleton rotting on the ground, is she dead, or is she the ugly kind of death, remember? ā€

Xia Beifeng was confused for a moment, and he didn't know if he understood it, and suddenly nodded with a frightened face.

The intermittent sound of the piano sounded for a while, and the heroine, who had been late for a long time, finally appeared slowly in anticipation.

She sat under a crooked peach tree. In front of him was a stone of just the right size, and the top of the stone happened to be smooth enough for a guqin to sit firmly on it. The dense peach blossoms on her head are like a big umbrella that spreads, shielding her from the falling snow.

It also happened to block her drooping face.

Looking from the direction of the three of them, you can only see her long hair like a waterfall, and the wide hem of her clothes blooming like flowers.

The petals kept falling, forcibly creating a rain of flowers for the woman who played the piano. At the same time, a puff of smoke slowly rose from under the snow covered in petals, blurring the vision.

Looking at it this way, the woman sitting under the tree playing the piano really looks like a fairy out of the world.

"I can't see my face clearly, but I'm in good shape."

Shen Luotian turned his head to Ye Tianlang beside him and said: "This thing is a different image in everyone's eyes, what I saw was a beautiful woman playing the piano anyway, her face was blocked by her hair, can you see her face?" ā€

"Nope."

Ye Tianlang squinted his eyes at the woman in the distance, and said thoughtfully: "But it looks like there is probably a C." ā€

"Huh?"

Shen Luotian turned his head in surprise, carefully looked at the woman's blurred figure, and said in surprise: "What I see is a flat chest!" ā€

"That's not the point! Can't you just think about what to do with her first? Also, a flat chest does not mean that you are in good shape. ā€

Shen Luotian glanced at him with disdain: "You can't use some elegant methods, such as falling in love with her or something, and then letting her let us out." ā€

"I can't help but remind you that there's nothing to eat here. I have no objection to you wanting to cultivate a relationship with her and fall in love, as long as you don't drag me along...... I have to go to work tomorrow. ā€

"Hey...... Woe humanity! ā€

Shen Luotian clutched his chest, and shouted out of the window with a painful face: "Have you heard that beautiful woman outside, there is a man here who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, and he actually thinks that you are not as attractive as your job." ā€

The sound of the piano outside the window suddenly stopped.

"It seems to be angry, you wait for death." 态

"I'm obviously mad at you."

"Definitely mad at you, you two are waiting here, I'll go out and talk to her."

Shen Luotian jumped out of the window with a smile: "Don't run around, wait for me to come back." ā€

He jumped out of the window, slapped it on the half-glazed window, and walked forward without looking back.

The wind whipped up the fluttering petals on the ground and the snowflakes falling from the sky, crumpling her together and throwing her into the window.

Then it fell to the ground with a "crackle".

There was an invisible piece of glass on the broken glass window, blocking all these things from the window, and it was never possible to rush into the hospital.

"Don't run around."

Ye Tianlang pulled the inexplicably excited child next to him and took two steps back. Seeing the petals and snowflakes that continued to hit the window one after another, there were still a few scattered spots on the invisible "glass", gradually accumulating.

The smaller and smaller backs in the line of sight blurred until the entire window was filled with snowflakes.

Neither of them could see anything.

Shen Luotian put his hands in his pockets, landed unscathed from the third floor, and walked leisurely under the tree with the sound of the piano resounding.

"Yo, this beauty, do you want to get to know each other?"

"We've known each other for a long time."

The woman's slender fingers gently plucked the strings, and her voice was as soft and slow as a movement: "Have you forgotten me?" ā€

She raised her head, revealing a face with pear blossoms and rain: "Lord Ghost King." ā€

Shen Luotian stared at that beautiful face and blurted out in surprise: "It's you?" ā€

A gleam of joy flashed in the woman's eyes.

"Do you remember me, sir?"

(To be continued.) )