"As you wish. ”

Faust danced excitedly, enjoying the sweet pain and anger, and opened his mouth to sing aloud words like a poem:

"One ritual, ten gluttonies, the bones of a hundred, the eyes of a thousand birds, and ten thousand poisonous snakes!

Died in a coffin, so wept, metamorphosed from a hell, and therefore perished.

The shadow of the reborn land clings to the wings, and the dormant bird will fly into the sky!"

Syllable!

It was the sound of the handrail breaking, clenched in anger.

Ai Qing gritted her teeth and did not speak.

His most precious treasure was only exchanged for a useless prophetic poem?

Faust stroked his hair refreshed, looked up at the pupils, and grinned as if he could glimpse the raging lava beneath the ice.

"You have one last question left. ”

Ai Qing did not speak.

Faust waited for a long time.

Until she finally calmed down and asked one last question.

“...... Will anyone lose their lives because of this?"

Faust raised an eyebrow.

He leaned on his crutches, stepped forward, leaned closer, carefully studied Ai Qing's face, admired her calm expression, and watched quietly, until he glimpsed a thirst for an answer in those eyes, and then showed a wicked smile.

"Do you want to know?"

He giggled and stared at him with wide eyes, "Do you want to know?

Ai Qing did not speak.

"You should have had a better question, what makes you weak, little girl?" Faust looked at her face in amazement, and triumphant, "I know who you want to ask, so without beating around the bush, I can tell you the answer." ”

"But—"

He paused, and uttered the almost joking price:

"—I want your tears. ”

"It can't be done. ”

In the silence, Ai Qing looked at him indifferently: "I don't have that kind of thing. ”

Then you are doomed to get no answer. Haha, hahahaha, hahahahaha......"

Faust laughed, and saw the devil mocking his master: "Why do you care about anyone other than yourself, little girl, don't you hate all this?

You hate those who have happiness, but those who lose everything cannot gain your mercy.

Is your hatred really necessary?"

"Come on!"

He smirked and uncovered the last scar: "Isn't it yourself who you hate the most?"

Ai Qing did not speak.

I didn't hear it.

"You will be in eternal torment and will not be freed. ”

Faust grinned, his serpent-like forked tongue churning viciously from his mouth: "No one can save you, little girl, your heart has long been left in hell, in a lonely place where even demons cannot live!"

"—you will be eternally miserable, just as you will be eternally alone!"

"If it's just loneliness and pain, is there anything to be afraid of?"

Ai Qing finally raised her eyes and whispered, "Since you're happy enough, it's my turn next-"

For a moment, Faust's eyes widened.

Bent down.

Staring at his abdomen in astonishment, the dagger that had entered without a handle.

The dagger is pulled out.

Brilliant divine light emerged from the dagger's spine, evaporating drops of pitch-black blood and sneering.

This is the kind of goodbye gift she has carefully prepared.

Boom!

His body shook, and he collapsed again, turning little by little into inked mosquitoes and flies, and being pulled back into the violently flipped book.

"Go back to your hell, Faust. Ai Qing looked at him indifferently, "Enjoy your slave will mercifully live forever and be omniscient." ”

"No, I'll expect—"

In his agony, the demon threw a mocking glance at the earth: "The price you pay the next time you and I meet......"

The figure dissipated.

The armoured man's grip on the sword tightened and loosened, and in the end, there was no movement.

Although suspected of damaging border relics, Ai Qing has not violated any precepts.

So the pages were closed, and the shackles returned.

His sealed eyes seemed to be looking at Ai Qing, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze, turned around and turned into a phantom and left.

In the silence, the study returned to silence.

For a long, long time.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

Caller ID – Unknown.

.

The phone rang insistically, as if waiting for her response, until she reached out and pressed the answer button.

"Who?"

"Xiaoqing, is it me, Qi asked, do you remember Third Uncle Qi?"

There was a warm laugh on the phone, and a slightly old voice sounded: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I called suddenly, I didn't bother you, right?"

Hearing the old lady say that you are in Xinhai, I was still shocked, why didn't you come to sit with me for so long?"

The old man on the phone sighed: "It just so happens that your cousin just came back from the Americas a few days ago, and you young people must have a lot of common language, so you need to communicate a lot...... Why don't I ask him to pick you up tomorrow and come to me for a meal?"

“......”

Ai Qing listened silently, enduring the unhappiness and gloom in her chest, she was really fed up with the guy who relied on the old man and sold the old land.

"Mr. Qi, you don't need to eat, I've been busy with work lately. ”

"Family, don't be so angry. Blood is thicker than water, what kind of grievances can't be resolved? Third Uncle Qi sighed wistfully, "I'm really angry, isn't it good for the third uncle to accompany you?"

The old man will be 100 years old in a few months, don't be angry with him anymore. Every time during the New Year's holidays, the old man always asks, is Xiaoqing back? Is Xiaoqing back? When you call, you always don't answer - no matter how important your work is, is it important to have a family?

Besides, wasn't the old man also for your own good? You see, in the end, your father succeeded in sublimation, and even you have a tendency to awaken essentia......"

Snap.

The pen in Ai Qing's hand cracked a gap.

In the silence, Ai Qing's eyes drooped, and it was no longer possible to hide the gloom and anger that seeped into her bones.

Let the guy on the phone babble for a long time, until he closed his mouth.

"Mr. Qi, it's okay to talk about boring household routines here, I still have work to do, so be it. ”

She said, "Finally, please remember that my name is Ai Qing. ”

"- Ai Ye Ai, the sky is clear. ”

“...... Since you think so, I don't have much more to say. ”

In the silence, Qi Wen didn't say anything more, but just sighed: "The old man often tells us a sentence - children who don't go home will have to suffer outside." ”

A busy sound came.

The phone hung up.

Ai Qing calmly put down her phone, her face expressionless.

If good news is always delayed like a pigeon, then bad news is like a crow, which will always come in flocks and then keep throwing down foul-smelling droppings, leaving a disgusting mess.

They erupt in one place.

When you least want it, where you least want it.

Now, not only from the work problems of the Pure People and the vicious fables left by Faust, but also from the pressure of the family is blocked in front of her when it should not be present.

Even if this pressure has long been expected by her.

She had long recognized how precious she was as a puppet.

No matter from the family's position or her personal judgment, she will not let herself wander outside the Yin clan.

After nearly a hundred years of decline, the current Yin clan has finally regained its strength, but it is far from its original prominent position. If you want to regain your former glory, I don't know how long it will take.

Compared with those nobles abroad who have a long-term heritage, decades may be said to be short, and there are many examples of returning to the pinnacle of power after enduring humiliation for hundreds of years.

Of course, there are many people who have no bones left.

It's a long gamble where every chip counts. In other words, in order to achieve this purpose, every clansman, whether it is the main house or the side branch, is an extremely precious consumable.

What's more, now that Ai Qing has become the supervisor of the Astronomical Society, even if she is just a newcomer, the hidden power behind her can reach an astonishing level when necessary.

It is foreseeable that the Yin clan is ready to participate in this struggle within the Astronomical Society, which represents the P5, and the border faction, which represents the border.

Maybe you've already placed a bet.

And what role will they play in their plans?

Forcibly driving his tired brain to work, in the long silence, Ai Qing actually began to envy the dead fat man of the professor.

At least he can find plenty of calories whenever and wherever he needs them.

It's not like myself, I can only add sweet sugar cubes to my coffee again and again.

It's not the family that warns her, at least not yet.

It's this phone call.

What does it mean?

A warning, a warm notice to save the family, or something else?

It should be more than that.

Unreasonably, she had such a hunch: What Qi Wen represents is probably not just the Yin family.

Even if the Yin family has supported him a lot over the years, but thinking about it with his heels, Qi asked how the old ghost who had a lot of potential energy in one hand could be obedient enough to flattering the heels of the ** family in this kind of thing?

Is his goal really that simple?

No matter how sincere her words were, she still felt a hint of other meaning from Qi Wen's body, as if she was hiding something.

Even those seemingly sincere persuasions seem to be testing something.

Even if she had never had any contact with them, she knew how much energy the Qi family had in this declining small city.

It's almost like the Huai family back then.

On the surface, the Qi family has been focusing on shipping and logistics for many years, but in secret, I am afraid that smuggling is indispensable.

But is this kind of thing rare?

It can be said that it is commonplace, and it is a rotten street to say it, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to eat the water. Relying on so many coastal routes without smuggling, is it still human?

This kind of thing can't be stopped, and with the old spicy people who ask questions, they will definitely not leave any handle on the scene in person.

So, what exactly is he tempting?

What do you want out of your almost adorned Ombudsman?

She pondered in silence for a long time, and let out a long breath. It seems that all the hidden dangers must be checked at once anyway......

In addition to this, the necessary precautions are also on the agenda.

After contemplation, she picked up the phone.

"Hello, Municipal Library Archives Management Office, who is it?"

"Professor?"

Ai Qing asked, "In addition to the Savior's investigation, help me figure out all the movements of the Qi family in the past few years, and expedited." ”

There was a rustle of writing on the other end of the phone, and soon, a deep voice replied: "Okay, it has been recorded, the price is still the old rule, and the expedited item should be increased by 30%, no problem, right?"

"Whatever you want, I just want the result. ”

"One day. ”

The professor replied, and the phone hung up.

Ai Qing put down the phone expressionlessly, but the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

For a long time, she closed her eyes and sighed tiredly.