Chapter 51 Lu Qingshan

Du Zhengyi stepped up the steps, smoked the last two puffs of cigarettes, casually threw the cigarette butts into the trash can at the door, and looked up at the gray building in front of him. This is one of the most boring buildings of human beings, gray, rigid, and stocky like a cold fortress. However, it suddenly occurred to him that, from a certain angle, this seemed to be a little similar to the decoration style of his house.

The door opened automatically in front of him, and he stepped in. Behind the door is a two-story hallway, the white walls that have not been repainted for many years have turned gray, and the turbid air is filled with a strong smell of disinfectant water. The old terrazzo floor is dull and dull, and the ground is rough and uneven due to heavy wear. At the door was a dilapidated wooden table used for reception, behind which there was no one, and on the table was a thick book of visitors, and the plastic clips on the outside were covered with old mud.

Du Zheng glanced at it, did not touch the booklet, his footsteps paused slightly, and walked straight to the corridor on the left. On one side of the corridor was a window, and on the other side was a row of identical iron doors, each with a small double window, and the windows were worn out.

Du Zhengyi stopped in front of a door and kicked it open with his foot.

A male guard who was sitting at the window leaning on the back of his chair slowly stood up, looked him up and down, did not recognize Du Zhengyi, and the lifeless expression on his face became even more solid.

Du Zheng nodded to him, which was counted as a greeting, "They asked you to be on duty here?" ”

"Yes." The man, with a wave of disgust on his face, "And let me wear this tiger skin." ”

"I don't want to come to humans to see corpses." Du Zhengyi, "The human police found out first?" Why didn't they send the bodies back yet? ”

The man's hostility eased a little, and he took a few steps to the left, pulling open a metal cabinet door. "Human preservation technology is very good, why do they have to go to such trouble to get the corpse back. Anyway, it's a second-level execution mage, it's not a big deal, he only needs to say to his parents when he turns around, your son has already sacrificed his life for the wizarding world. ”

With his last words, the frozen corpse was completely dragged out, and a gentle force of magic blew away the white cloth covering the deceased's face.

An excessively young face was revealed, and the expression of dying was frozen on his face. Du Zhengyi has seen many frightened faces of the dead, but this one is not fear, but more like surprise, surprised that death will find him, and that surprise is as true as Rucizhen. The power of magic also blew through the hair, and the young face was given a false life, as if his slightly open mouth would choke at any moment, and then open the eyes that were sure to be true.

"So." Du Zheng said in a low voice.

"yes." The man said, also looking down at the deceased. "Shortly after graduating, I became an executor for the first time. The head is well preserved, but the cause of death is clear. ”

The white cloth suddenly retreated downward, and the deceased's chest cavity was cut with a bowl-sized hole, which was empty, and the ribs were neatly broken, and it looked like

"Orientation distorts local space." Du Zheng alongside.

"Yes." The man said, he stared at the cave of Sen Ran, and after a while, he shuddered, "You guys are doing this, this way of dying should be considered a happy death, right?" ”

Du Zhengyi didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to put Bai Bu back again.

"What's his name?"

"Lu Qingshan." The man thought for a moment before he said.

Du Zhengyi walked out of the door, lit another cigarette, and stood on the steps to swallow the clouds, while looking at the flowerbeds surrounding the steps and the few old cars that seemed to be parked all year round outside the flowers. The end of the courtyard is surrounded by black iron railings, and billboards for conscription hang every two meters. A narrow asphalt road leads to the electric retractable door, which flashes red text and a black Mercedes van is parked outside the door. In the distance, it is impossible to see really, the gray clouds are filled with thick fog, as if the air has increased in thickness and only leaves two floors of space on the earth, and the tall buildings in the distance only have dark gray shadows left under the gray sky.

He finished his cigarette and walked down the stairs down the narrow road to the door, where the door of the van slid open, and he sat in and kicked the back of the seat in front of him. The mage, who was playing a game with headphones in front of him, sat up straight suddenly, and said, "Let's go." ”

The three mages in the back were also cramped, and Xiang Gan, who was sitting next to him, unhurriedly put down the book in his hand and stuffed it into a handbag. "You have to take a look for yourself, knowing that there is nothing to see, you are such a control freak."

Du Zhengyi didn't say anything, his eyes looked at the street scene outside the window, the car gradually accelerated forward, the door of an Internet café on the side of the road was pushed open, and several noisy human high school students walked out, frolicking and pushing each other.

Xiang Qian looked at Du Zhengyi again, his face full of disapproval, "After a while, smoked two cigarettes?" Child, you don't lack anything, but a nagging mother. ”

Du Zhengyi felt that the three battle mages behind him were all constricting their breaths, as if they hoped to paste their ears and erase themselves from this conversation. He really didn't have a nagging mother, but somehow remembered the nagging Rocky, and quickly stopped this weird association.

He turned his head and saw that Xiang Qian was still going to continue talking, but he didn't want to gossip, and he never chatted with his colleagues. "Have you determined Lu Qingshan's final trajectory?"

"Of course." Xiang Qian replied, "Led by a first-level execution mage, they went to Qianzhou to check all the temples dedicated to Dahei. This is an arrangement made based on the news you brought back, to touch the bottom of the Lotus Burner. Lu Qingshan and another second-level execution mage were assigned to a village called Hongquangou, where the tragedy occurred. ”

After seeing that Du Zhengyi didn't react, she said, "They were unlucky, they were originally ordinary mages, but they also met the masters of the Lotus Burner." Lu Qingshan's companions were in the same village as him, and they were on both sides of the temple at the time of the incident, and they didn't even know how he died and who killed him. Exactly, it was the absence that he didn't know that he was dead, he was really blind and deaf, or the corpse that the villagers next door found first. The current mages are really a bunch of chicken cubs. ”

Du Zhengyi didn't comment and asked, "What is the name of Lu Qingshan's companion?" ”

Xiang Qian smiled for some reason, and a hint of ridicule appeared in his eyes, "Yin Ruisi, wise and wise, thoughtful." ”