"Haha, I will drink it again, and I don't know how to live as young master Yan, who is rich enough to rival the country. ”

"I can't escape the world at such a young age, so why should I, a warlock who has lived for more than a thousand years, be embarrassed. Xing Sang looked at Yan Guichen and said with a slight joke.

The breeze and drizzle in the courtyard blew in through the beaded curtain hanging on the door frame, and the slightest fell on the back of Xing Sang's hand.

Yan Guichen stopped wiping his glasses in his hand, took a light breath, and the cold earthy smell that came with the wind soaked into his heart.

He shook his head a little helplessly and said, "The world is like this, so I have no intention of being in love." ”

"So, it's better to follow you to learn spells, solve unsolved cases, or make tea, haha. ”

When Xing Sang heard Yan Guichen's words, she didn't continue, but just smiled and looked at Yan Guichen who was sitting on the sofa and began to make tea.

She also knew that Yan Guichen actually had the world in mind but couldn't do anything because his identity was too embarrassing.

He is indeed the boss of the Huahai City General Dispatch Dealer, but he is also the chief director of "Liyuan".

It's just that he didn't want to take care of the affairs there, so he left them to his assistant Nanmu.

"Liyuan", "Kuishengju" and "Million Villa" are the three major heretical forces in Huahai City.

Not only do they have countless wealth, but they also control all the profiteering businesses in Huahai City.

Moreover, it is said that behind these three major forces, there is the Shaoyang Army as the support, and no one dares to offend.

However, Yan Guichen was indifferent to any of this, he just wanted this treacherous and troubled world to end as soon as possible, and people could usher in a new world and light.

However, it is not so easy to achieve such a world.

Yan Guichen took out a set of blue-and-white tea sets from the drawer of the tea table in front of him, which he would take with him wherever he went.

Xing Sang didn't ask him about the origin of this tea set, and he didn't take the initiative to tell Xing Sang.

Just like what everyone has experienced in this world, no one seems to want to go through them one by one.

Yan Guichen's slender fingers lifted the beaded tassels on the top lid of the tea cup where the tea was stored, and opened the lid with a little force.

Xing Sang smelled a burst of tea, and she said, "Your silver needles are extraordinarily fragrant. ”

"Oh, yes, I added crushed osmanthus to it. Yan Guichen said.

"I see. Xing Sang said, only to feel a wave of sleepiness coming, she tilted her head and dozed off.

It was always so tired on a rainy day, Yan Guichen turned around and looked at Xing Sang, who was already asleep, smiled, and got up to cover her with a blanket.

Then, he sat down again, picked up the teaspoon, scooped up two spoonfuls of silver needle tea, and put them into the green and white teapot that was already squatting on the purple clay stove.

But there is no water in this teapot, because the silver needle tea that Xing Sang likes was originally harvested from the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Although it has the effect of dispelling poison and reducing fire, it is also cold, if you drink it directly, it will definitely hurt your lungs and gather cold.

Therefore, it is necessary to dry roast in a teapot made of sea crystal jade for some time with a fine fire to get rid of the hurtful cold.

Yan Guichen used a tea needle to roast the silver needle tea slowly for a while, and then brewed the 80-degree hot water boiling on the stove at his feet into the pot.

The water rolls up and tumbles the tea leaves up and down, and the rich aroma comes again.

Xing Sang opened his eyes slightly, sat up, saw the blanket on his body, smiled slightly and whispered, "I actually fell asleep." ”

"Xu is too tired. ”

"Taste my craft. Yan Guichen poured the freshly brewed tea into the teacup and handed it to Xing Sang and said.

Xing Sang took a sip, suddenly felt refreshed, and said, "Naturally, no one can compare, haha." ”

Yan Guichen looked down at the teapot, stroked the fine lines on it and said, "The peace at this moment, will one day be fleeting." ”

Xing Sang paused, she had never seen such a lonely Yan Guichen, and for some reason she saw great sadness through his side.

"Yan Guichen, are you okay. Xing Sang asked with concern.

Yan Guichen suddenly raised his head and said with a laugh: "I'm naturally fine!

"What kind of performance?" Xing Sang asked.

"Hey, Liyuan, after all, it's a drama garden to the outside, and recently Nanmu received a drama troupe from Sakura City. ”

"To perform a sad love story, I'm in the play!hahaha!" Yan Guichen pushed his glasses and said.

Xing Sang took another sip of tea and said, hurriedly sat next to Yan Guichen, and said with a longing expression: "Well, the acting is good, I almost took it seriously." ”

"But, good brother, you know, can you consider me and let me play a role too?"

"It's okay to play a role, I don't care about the size, I just want to have a good time. ”

Yan Guichen looked at Xing Sang, who was blinking with big eyes, nodded very hard and said, "Okay...... bar. ”

"Look at your embarrassed appearance, but it's okay, Young Master Yan is not allowed to go back!"

"I know you have a way, hahaha! Anyway, are our fresh fish hot pot ready!" Xing Sang shouted.

Yan Guichen pouted and stood up, muttering, "Eat me, take me, and bother me." ”

"I don't know how to be grateful. ”

"What do you want to be grateful to Dade, just say, you immortals and I have my own good things. Xing Sang shook his head and smiled like an old master.

Yan Guichen stepped over and said, "This is what you said, Lao Xing." ”

Xing Sang ducked back, and said helplessly: "Can I take back what I just said?

"No, let me be involved in this case!" Yan Guichen said hurriedly.

Xing Sangteng stood up and immediately refused: "I know! No, resolutely not!"

"Why! Didn't you get me involved several times?"

"You went to such a dangerous place as Wudu Island to restore the scene of the crime, and you took me with you. ”

"Why didn't it work this time?" Yan Guichen wondered.

Xing Sang walked to the door, looked at the distant dark sky outside without a trace of light, and said solemnly: "Any time is fine." ”

"Only not this time!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Yan Guichen, it was the first time he had seen Xing Sang say something to himself so seriously.

On weekdays, they are used to getting along with buddies, and it is most normal to fight and make trouble, and they are not in a proper way to speak.

"It seems that this case is not simple. Yan Guichen also said seriously.

"That's right, there are a lot of mysteries in this case that have been hanging in my mind. ”

"Moreover, I am not sure about this case, and I still don't even know who the murderer is. Xing Sang said.

She has solved countless strange cases and unsolved cases, and even unjust cases that have been sealed for decades or hundreds of years.

It's not a problem for Xing Sang, but this time the blood sacrifice case of Shenghai University.

She always has just got the slightest clue, but she is destroyed by the murderer.

"Before you came here, I went to look for Doudou, and he told me that you found the Blood Sacrifice. Yan Guichen said.

"Yes, but only two positions have been found. ”

"That's not right, the formation of a blood sacrifice array requires four formation points, so where are the two or two?"

"Moreover, why did the ancient book in the music teacher's hand disappear, and is the content related to this blood sacrifice case?"

"Also, there is the death of Fan Hong, a confidential officer! These suspicions seem to be unrelated, but they always make me feel that there is a great connection. Xing Sang frowned and said.

The raindrops in the yard began to fall intensively, and the rain became heavier, and the two of them were speechless for a while, only the sound of the rain was left.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Xing Sang left Yan Guichen's residence.

"Lao Xing, you have drunk, and the weather is so cold, it is better to stay here for one night. Yan Guichen persuaded with some worry.

Xing Sang held an oil-paper umbrella, stood outside the gate, looked at the stall selling wontons in the corner not far away, shook his head and said with a helpless smile: "No, there are still cases to deal with tomorrow." ”

Yan Guichen said: "That's it, you should be careful on the road." ”

"I see. Xing Sang walked some distance and shouted.

The rain fell on the oil-paper umbrellas, and the bluestone pavement under his feet was also stepped on and splashed a little.

Xing Sang was holding his pocket with one hand and an umbrella with the other, and he saw a person standing at the entrance of the alley.

Because the light of the street lamps in the alley is very dim, but I can't tell whether this person is a man or a woman.

Xing Sang continued to walk forward, and when she was about to walk in front of the man, she turned sideways slightly, raised some umbrellas, and walked to the person's side.

When a drop of rain fell from the tip of the umbrella needle on the man's shoulder, a cold light flashed, cutting a big hole in Xing Sang's oil-paper umbrella.

Then, the short sword in the man's hand began to quickly stab at Xing Sang again.

She put away the oil-paper umbrella and blocked the dagger.

The man was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then he swirled the short sword in his hand, and swept towards the lower plate of Xing Sang.

Xing Sang jumped up, propped his feet on the walls of the two alleys, and stabbed the tip of the umbrella above the man's head.

saw that the man did not dodge, but grabbed the tip of Xing Sang's umbrella and pulled it down hard, about to pull Xing Sang over.

Seeing him like this, she instantly let go of her umbrella, rolled backwards and jumped down, standing behind the man.

She raised a palm and attacked the man's back, and the man also slapped Xing Sang's right arm sideways.

The two stopped left and right in the alley, and Xing Sang asked, "Friend, do we have a holiday?"

Xing Sang also understands that she has survived in this world for so long, and there are naturally many enemies, and there are countless people who have had festivals.

However, she didn't care, because she had always believed that cultivation and cultivation were all the same.

Life is just a passing cloud for her, and smooth sailing will only make her slack off and regress.

The man didn't speak, but a golden light appeared in his right hand, and the words floating on it read: Dongye Fu, the patriarch of the fox demon, mutilated fifteen people, and the bounty was five hundred.

When Xing Sang saw this name, she was stunned, and she exclaimed: "You are also a warlock! or a bounty hunter! Who gave you this bounty order!"

The man still did not speak, but took the light back, only to see him put his palms together and read: "Wanhe Tianqian, with Kun and Dao, lock,"

But before the man had finished his spell, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Xing Sang was stunned, she was a little at a loss: "That, big brother? Daoyou, you, you, you have nothing to do, right?"

She slowly leaned over, squatted next to the man, probed his pulse and said, "The breath is stable and there is no problem, why did you suddenly faint?"

Xing Sang hesitated for a moment, the rain had already drenched him, she helped him up and said, "That's it, this cold rainy day can't let you lie here and fend for yourself." ”

Xing Sang put the man on his shoulder, put his arms around his waist, and walked out of the alley.

In fact, she was also a little worried, because the person in the bounty order in this man's hand was a person who was very important to her.

When he woke up, Xing Sang must ask him the ins and outs of the matter.