Chapter 55: The Devil's Axe (1)
Zhang Linfan has been sitting in my shop for a long time, neither speaking nor moving, just like entering the house. Since the last time he was injured and healed by the giant spider web, I vaguely felt that his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot, and there were always scattered spiritual powers on his body, surrounded by them.
Lin'er held her "weapon" feather duster in her arms, and kept staring at him fiercely, as if she was going to sweep him out of the house at any moment.
For several days, the sky was very overcast, the warm and pleasant face of the sun was long gone, the sky was gray and abrupt, and the white clouds were also dyed a dirty color.
Along with this kind of weather, it is naturally hot and humid. In the past, people always described this kind of weather as hot and humid, but now in this society, it will be called "sauna day". In fact, this is quite different from the real sauna, the sauna comes out, the person is steamed so that the whole body is extremely transparent, and the whole person is extremely relaxed and comfortable. But in this kind of weather, people are also steamed, but this kind of steaming is like entering a huge cage drawer, even if it is hot, it is still wet, and it is wet, and it is not soaking people, not to mention how uncomfortable it feels!
"Wei'er!"
Zhang Linfan, who had been silent for a long time, finally clapped his hands gently, and then raised his head to look at me, his eyes flashing with some strange colors.
As soon as she heard him open her mouth, Lin'er immediately cheered up her spirit, and the bamboo pole of the feather duster in her hand was also pinched to "cluck".
"I want to ......"
Subconsciously glanced at her, Zhang Linfan opened his mouth again, he should have asked something, but he couldn't succeed in asking, so he was interrupted by force.
"You want to ask, what is the relationship between me and Wei'er, right?"
The door of the store was not opened, and the crystal curtain on the door was not moved, but I only heard the wind chime hanging on the threshold ringing softly, and the Immortal Monarch of Changjing had already sat beside me, and a hand gently put on my shoulder.
Obviously, Zhang Linfan's arrival made Zhang Linfan very unhappy, but even if he was as calm as he was unhappy in his heart, he would never bring out the slightest trace on his face, and the reason why he was discovered by me was because of his gentle flowing breath, which was a little chaotic just now.
Shook his head helplessly, the pair of big and small men in front of him, whose combined age is more terrifying than history, are here to fight openly and secretly with dissatisfaction, and the look of a child is really angry and funny.
Lin'er, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, came over at this time, and the feather duster in her hand was returned to the blue and white porcelain vase at some point.
"Actually, it's not just Lin Fan!" Touching her well-combed hair, she looked at me, and then at Chang Jing Xianjun, "I'm also curious, after all, when the princess met Xianjun, I didn't even count a snake egg!"
This sentence is really funny, I unconsciously made up some pictures in my brain: "Hehe, you little girl, you are really cute, it is not in vain that I accepted you in the first place!"
When I went to Lin'er's side, Chang Jing Xianjun touched her forehead with a big hand, and even showed gratitude: "I still have to thank you for this little girl, for so many years, if you are not here, Wei'er will definitely be very lonely!"
"Ahem!" Zhang Linfan shouldn't like to hear it, so when this sentence came out, he coughed gently.
"What's the matter, little broken boy, don't you like to listen to it anymore?" Chang Jing Xianjun is not a person who can turn his mind nine times and eighteen turns, he can say whatever he thinks, which is his true temperament, "I think back then, when your family Xianjun and Wei'er met, don't say that Xiao Lin'er is not even a snake egg, and your kid is just a calf nose playing with a sword in the forest!"
"Me?"
This sentence will definitely arouse Zhang Linfan's curiosity, and he naturally shifted his attention to him.
Standing up with a full cup of tea, bringing it in and stuffing it into Changjing Xianjun's hand, I moved my eyebrows, and shook my head slightly, and the secret sound passed into my heart.
(He's not Suyang, don't say more!)
Perhaps knowing that his words were a little too much, he hurriedly sat back down on the couch at the table, and slowly sipped it while exhaling the hot air on the tea, completely ignoring Zhang Linfan's blazing inquiring gaze.
"If you want to know about me and Brother Chang Jing, it's not difficult, but it's very long, I'm afraid you'll fall asleep halfway through it!"
Poured a cup of tea for himself, put the teacup under his nose, and a fragrance mixed with a hint of the smell of a hundred flowers came in, and he closed his eyes and felt that he was in the middle of the sea of flowers and tea.
Just when everyone was concentrating and preparing to listen to me talk about the past, a small episode suddenly happened.
Zhang Linfan's mobile phone rang loudly, he got up embarrassedly to answer, and after a few simple "uh-huh" answers, he closed the line and showed a thoughtful look on his face.
Lin'er's attention didn't seem to be on him, but Chang Jing Xianjun and I were different, and after exchanging a look, they actually pinched the Tongxin at the same time.
It turned out that before he was entrusted by a friend, he wanted to escort a team of archaeological expeditions into the mountains, although he was full of unhappiness, one was troublesome, and the other was afraid of causing trouble, but that friend still had some ties for him, and I was afraid that he could not shirk it, so he was a little irritable.
"Oh, little broken child, that snake dumpling mountain, I advise you to be less polluted!"
Chang Jing Xianjun withdrew the spell, drank the tea in the cup, stretched out his beautiful palm, and repeatedly checked his long nails with thin and beautiful tips.
I haven't heard of that Snake Tuanzi Mountain, but I just know that it seems to be on the edge of Shandong, and I don't know what ancient things can be tested there.
"I'm really sorry, Wei'er!" Zhang Linfan ignored Chang Jing Xianjun's suggestion, but stood up and said to me embarrassedly, "I have to listen to your story next time, today, I will leave first!"
After a brief goodbye, he really got up and left.
Lin'er looked at him as he paused as he left, her eyes showed a little worry, but her mouth opened and she didn't speak.
"What do you think about this?"
Poured me a cup of tea, and Chang Jing Xianjun looked at me with interest, as if he saw through that I would not sit idly by.
"Why don't you follow along, if I'm not mistaken, that place should be a little unusual!"
I vaguely remember that hundreds of years ago, something seemed to happen to this snake group, but it seems to be a little longer, and it doesn't seem to be that important, so the memory is very vague.
Nodding, Chang Jing Xianjun didn't speak again, but took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a very disobedient sense and dialed a number casually.
"I said that the little broken child, if you are in such a hurry, you will not say goodbye to your immortal monarch!"
The tea in his mouth almost squirted out, not to mention how this guy knew Zhang Linfan's phone number, with his current angry tone, if I were Zhang Linfan, I would definitely hang up the phone directly!
However, he didn't do that, but he didn't know what to say, only Chang Jing Xianjun nodded frequently, and his mouth also responded with "Mmmmmm, okay".
When I hung up the phone, I asked curiously, "You used a secret voice to get into your heart, did he answer the request that you want to go with you?"
Nodding, he didn't hide anything from me, just looked at Lin'er with a look that looked really embarrassed.
"Don't say anything, as long as you accompany my princess, I can watch the store at home!"
Lin'er is a smart and clever girl, although she is passionate about any unknown things, but she can also make some decisions that surprise everyone at some times.
Shaking my head helplessly, I sighed: "You are so born at home and watching, just sell the piano casually, don't run around, don't have anything to do, don't be enthusiastic, now this world is not more dangerous than in the previous years, people's hearts are much more dangerous, we all have to be more careful!"
To say that people nowadays are really smart and bold, but this mind is not as pure and simple as before, it seems that everyone has put on a mask and hid their true selves underneath, so that people don't see through themselves, and life seems to have become very hard all of a sudden.
My head hurt suddenly, without a hint of warning, I frowned and unconsciously supported my forehead with my bare hand, gently kneading my temples repeatedly.
"It's an old problem!"
Reaching out and clamping my wrist, a fresh and domineering spiritual power was injected into my body along my veins, and the spiritual power quickly penetrated into my brain along the meridians, and the pain was immediately reduced.
"Brother Chang Jing bothered again, it may be that the days are approaching, so I often have seizures recently!"
pinched my fingers, counted the days, my head didn't hurt much, but I held my breath in my heart, hey, how many years have I been, I always teach others to let go of the obsession in my heart, but I not only can't do it, but it makes the obsession deeper and deeper.
That year, I learned my true identity from my mother, and I was surprised and a little scared. A person is in the mountains and wilderness, running around picking strange flowers and plants, smiling at the sunshine, without the slightest anger or resentment.
Now, my mind is ethereal, everything is as light as a cloud, the girl who is alive and kicking all day has become a girl who is as light as a chrysanthemum, she still looks young and beautiful, but her mentality is like yesterday's yellow flower, and she feels that she is almost withered.
Zhang Linfan, although he is very similar to him, is not him after all, and it can't be him, Su Yang is no longer there, and it will never appear again.
Thinking of this, his eyes became wet, and a tear slipped down the corner of his eye.
Chang Jing Xianjun stretched out his hand to catch it, carefully closed it in his palm, and smiled softly with evil phoenix eyes: "Your tears will only fall for him after all!"
Although his words were so joking, he could still see a trace of bitterness mixed in his inadvertent eyes!