The coffin trembled, then was lifted up and staggered forward.
For some reason, the talisman paper couldn't be used, so Lu Yingjiu knocked hard on the coffin wall, and a dull thumping sound was heard.
It's useless.
It's of no use at all.
The surrounding area was filled with thick yin energy, and he quickly determined that he could not open the coffin with his current strength.
Lu Yingjiu took a deep breath, calmed down and conserved his strength, and listened quietly to the movements outside.
There was still the clamor of gongs and drums, but no other human voices. The coffin swayed forward, as if it had crossed a small river, and then went up and down the mountain. After who knows how long, it finally stopped.
The coffin was placed on the ground, and there was a lot of banging noise outside.
Lu Yingjiu tensed up, waiting for the moment when the coffin lid would be opened.
After a few seconds, the lid above his head loosened and was opened silently.
The light came towards him, and Lu Yingjiu was about to jump up, but found that his whole body was frozen and he could not move.
He squinted in the light.
In front of him was a masked ghost, wearing a pure black gown and holding a ghost mask in his hand. Before Lu Yingjiu could see clearly, the mask was put on him.
What happened next seemed like a dream.
The surroundings were full of flowing colors, like mountains or rivers. Only the black mansion in front of him was clear, with big red lanterns hanging on the eaves. His body was completely out of control. He stood up and walked out of the coffin. To the sound of gongs, he walked forward in his golden and red top scholar uniform, surrounded by many little ghosts.
The mansion looked very familiar.
Entering the house, there are lanterns, red candles, a table of heaven and earth, and guests wearing ghost masks.
It was exactly imitating the scene of the previous ghost marriage.
And in the middle of the room, the man stood silently.
—Even the groom is a fake.
He was also wearing the golden and red champion uniform, with flowing clouds and dragons vividly depicted. A ghost mask covered his face, and he lowered his head slightly, with no expression or emotion visible.
Lu Yingjiu came up to him, stopped, and looked him over quickly.
The opponent is about the same size as him. As long as he can move, he can fight him no matter whether he is a human or a ghost.
The opposite happened. Amidst the applause and cheers, the ghost MC beside me shouted at the top of his voice: "Bow to Heaven and Earth—"
A huge cold force pressed down on my body.
Lu Yingjiu used almost all of her strength to fight back, but her waist still slowly bent towards the table.
"Bow to your parents twice—"
They bowed deeply to the paper figure.
Lu Yingjiu had a very bad feeling in his heart. Next time, next time, he must not bow down again!
But along the way, he had no room to resist!
"The couple bows to each other—"
Lu Yingjiu was face to face with the other person, and suddenly he felt his chest slightly warm, and his strength suddenly returned a little.
There is still a chance!
An invisible force pressed on his back, trying to force him to bend over. Lu Yingjiu gritted his teeth and held on.
The force increased minute by minute, time passed second by second, he was sweating all over, his vision went dark. He could feel the soreness in his spine, the tension in his muscles, his body was like a taut bow, sweat slowly rolled down his face.
It was not known how long it had been, but the huge force almost crushed Lu Yingjiu's bones and he could no longer see anything.
He still held on.
After a certain moment, the longevity lock on his chest became so hot that it almost burned through his chest! The ghosts surrounding him suddenly exploded into a blood mist, leaving no residue. But the blood did not splash on Lu Yingjiu at all. He was pulled back by a huge force, and everything around him disappeared. The candles, the wedding hall, and the mansion were all shrinking rapidly in his eyes.
Then he was hugged from behind.
The man whispered in his ear, "I'm back."
"Give me a little more time."
…
Lu Yingjiu sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.
Looking around, he was still at home, the bookcase was there, the wall clock was there, the calendar on the bedside was there. Everything was normal, and the morning sun was shining outside the curtains.
My head felt dizzy, as if I had been beaten by eight hundred monkeys.
Lu Yingjiu stood up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.
The cold water flows down, making you feel refreshed.
He looked up and saw that the young man in the mirror had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were long and slightly upturned, but did not make his face too neutral. Together with his straight nose and clean jawline, they gave him just the right amount of refinement.
Lu Yingjiu carefully confirmed that there was no remaining Yin energy on his body.
It looked like just a horrible nightmare.
He subconsciously touched the longevity lock on his chest - it was still very cold.
Was the heat last night just his illusion
He packed up briefly and went downstairs.
There was a beige Honda downstairs. He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.
There was a young man with a crew cut sitting in the driver's seat. He looked quite energetic and was startled when he saw him. "Hey, why do you look like that? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu said.
This man's name is Ye Feng, and he is his old friend.
Ye Feng said: "I'm not saying anything, but your sleep quality has been worrying since I met you. Aren't you afraid of sudden death every day? I think you should go see a psychologist. If you have any shadows, you can relieve them. If you have any needs, you can release them. Oh, and your female ghost, go and renew your relationship with her!"
"What's the point of explaining and releasing? It can't be cured." Lu Yingjiu rubbed his brow. "It's just an old problem. You know it's much better now than when I was a kid."
"Okay, okay, then make the most of your time to catch up on your sleep." Ye Feng stepped on the accelerator and muttered, "I really envy your physique. You don't have dark circles under your eyes even though you don't get enough sleep. If I didn't sleep well, I would be a panda in the zoo the next day. You really have the disease of a national treasure but not the life of a national treasure."
The weather was good today, and the sky was so blue that it looked like it had been washed with water. Ye Feng had just gotten his driver's license, so he drove slowly along the way. There were few cars, and no one was rushing him, so Lu Yingjiu leaned against the car window to catch up on his sleep.
When they got to the city center, there were several parking spaces on the roadside. Ye Feng wanted to park in one, so he moved back and forth three or four times.
Lu Yingjiu said, "Your parallel parking is terrible. How did you get your driver's license?"
"Eat my buns and don't talk." Ye Feng clicked his tongue and moved again.
"You bought your driver's license, right?"
"Shut up!"
Lu Yingjiu curved his eyes and smiled.
After waiting for Ye Feng to park the car with great difficulty, he almost fell asleep again.
The two got off the car, walked into a small alley, and made several turns.
Ordinary people who enter this alley will only see a dead end. At the end, the thick wall disappears, replaced by a tall office building, the glass reflecting the sunlight and sparkling.
The members of the "Green Lantern Society" are all ghost exorcists, and they are well-known in the underworld. They can be said to be the top ghost exorcist organization, without a doubt. No matter how crazy a person is, he will give them some face when he meets the Green Lantern Society.
The structure inside the building is the same as that of an ordinary office building.
It was very quiet. Even though it was a workday, there was no one in the huge hall. It was terribly deserted. But as soon as they walked in, it was as if countless eyes were fixed on them.
Lu Yingjiu walked to the front desk and said, "I'm looking for President Chen."
The girl at the front desk looked up at him and said, "Do you have an appointment..."
Then she recognized Lu Yingjiu and was slightly surprised for a moment. She said, "You can just go up. He's on the top floor."
While sitting in the elevator, Lu Yingjiu slowly and leisurely put on a collar button with the Qingyun logo.
He was wearing a white shirt today, which made the collar buttons look green like a cat's eyes.
This is the token of the chief of the Qingdeng Society.
With his collar button fastened, he represents the Qingdeng Society.
He is the youngest chief ever.
Being surrounded by bad luck is a curse, while "brilliant talent" is like fate's apology.
After exiting the elevator, there was only one office on the top floor.
Chen Zheng was sitting on the sofa, making tea with hot water.
He was nearly fifty, with gray hair and a plump figure. I guess he had gained weight over the years. The tea leaves swirled in the cup, and he said with a smile, "Come and try my tea-making skills to see if they have improved."
They sat down and each took a cup of tea.
The pot is a purple clay pot, and the tea is Darjeeling black tea. Pour it with 90-degree water, cover it and let it sit, then pour it into a warm teacup. Take a sip, and the soft tea will slide over your tongue, bringing with it a delicate fragrance.
Lu Yingjiu had drunk the tea brewed by Chen Zheng many times.
When he first joined the club, Chen Zheng thought highly of him. He would ask him to come and talk every now and then, and always make tea for him, especially his favorite scented tea. There were many people who wanted to please Chen Zheng, and of course the tea they gave him was the best, Xinyang Maojian, Tieguanyin, Dahongpao... black tea, green tea, dark tea, white tea, he had tried everything. His craftsmanship was not good, but the tea was good, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.
After they finished their cup, Chen Zheng added more tea.
He said, "Xiaolu, let's talk about your transfer."
Ye Feng's expression changed.
Lu Yingjiu said, "You tell me."
Chen Zheng said: "The Qingdeng Society has decided to temporarily remove you from your position as chief until the investigation into you is completed."
"Um."
"As you know, the Central and Southern branch has just been established, and most people there have little experience."
"Um."
“Although we have transferred a lot of veterans there, the pressure on the branch is still very high in a short period of time. It’s good to have someone to lead the way.”
"Um."
Chen Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Xiaolu, there's nothing going on here recently. You can go over there and lead the people. It would be good to teach them some more things."
Ye Feng frowned tightly.
Before he knew it, he had clenched his fists.
He knew that Lu Yingjiu had several new wounds beneath his clothes.
The scar was not deep, but it was also very eye-catching. Two years ago, when a hundred ghosts paraded at night, Lu Yingjiu had to use all his strength to disperse the rioting ghosts. One of the most hideous scars was on his shoulder blade, with a yin aura and skin torn and flesh exposed. It took almost half a year to heal. During that time, Ye Feng helped him change the dressing every day.
Apart from these, there were also many old injuries. People's eyes were sharp, and they saw what Lu Yingjiu had done and how much he had paid, so they naturally admired him very much. It was also for this reason that no one dared to disobey him as the chief.
Now Ye Feng only felt like there was a raging fire burning in his chest.
How can Chen Zheng have the nerve to say this? !
How does he have the face? ! !
His fingernails were about to break through his palms, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Yingjiu gently raised her hand to stop him.
Lu Yingjiu's tone was still normal, and he asked, "How long will I be gone?"
Chen Zheng was stunned. He obviously didn't expect him to agree so readily. He said, "It depends on the situation. Let's start with half a year."
Lu Yingjiu raised his eyebrows - when he did so, there was a hint of cold sarcasm in his eyebrows.
Nice, yet sharp.
He said, "They say they are investigating me, but in fact they already know the result. I have not violated any discipline. They are removing me because I have offended too many people above me and my background is not to their liking. They originally needed me to exorcise ghosts, but now the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons has just ended and they will not come back for decades, so there is no need to keep me. If I say I don't want to go to the Central and Southern Branch, what will you do?"
Chen Zheng's expression changed: "The investigation on you has not yet been completed..."
"I know." Lu Yingjiu drank the tea in one gulp, "So I resigned and accepted the investigation."
He stood up and said, "President Chen, your tea art has indeed improved."
Chen Zheng watched Lu Yingjiu walk towards the door with his back straight.
When they arrived at the door, Lu Yingjiu turned around.
Chen Zheng has known him for so many years and has watched the boy's appearance grow up little by little, from a slightly immature boy to now. His eyebrows and eyes have always been very beautiful, just like a bright moonlight.
For some reason, a feeling of guilt suddenly surged into Chen Zheng's heart at this moment.
Lu Yingjiu said, "Thank you for your care over the years - although I really want to say this, Chen Zheng, you are an idiot."
Chen Zheng: “???”
Lu Yingjiu curled the corners of his mouth, pulled off the Qingyun collar button, and threw it away: "Pick it up yourself."
The collar button rolled several times on the ground.
He walked away without looking back.
…
Ten days later.
The afternoon sun was strong, shining through the swaying leaves, golden.
The moving truck moved forward. Ye Feng sat in the back seat and looked at Lu Yingjiu beside him.
He had just been to the Qingdeng Club again to sign his resignation contract. His handwriting was beautiful, his fingers were slender, and there was a shallow scar on the back of his hand.
This scar was left by Chen Zheng because Lu Yingjiu saved him before.
Chen Zheng did not dare to come to meet Lu Yingjiu, and it was an assistant who asked him to sign. There was a pot of scented tea on the table.
The assistant stammered, "Well... President Chen said that you should finish this cup of tea before leaving. This is the best tea this year."
"No thanks." Lu Yingjiu replied.
He was afraid that his IQ would be infected if he drank one more sip of tea with an idiot.
When they arrived at the place, the truck stopped.
Ye Feng and the workers unloaded several boxes of things from the truck and said, "You, you moved too suddenly."
"The place I bought it is on the second floor." Lu Yingjiu pointed, "It's above this foot massage parlor."
"Why did you buy a house here? It's so remote." Ye Feng wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand. "Hurry up and move. It's getting dark soon."
"good."
Along the way, Lu Yingjiu's behavior was normal.
But Ye Feng felt that Lu Yingjiu was a little depressed.
—Who wouldn’t be like this? Besides, Lu Yingjiu was arrogant to begin with.
If he moved to a new place, it would be a good thing. News spread quickly on the road, and soon, other people would know about it, and there would be rumors. He was afraid that Lu Yingjiu would be devastated, so he advised him to stop paying attention to those people.
Lu Yingjiu spoke in a faint tone, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.
Ye Feng tried to persuade him again, but Lu Yingjiu said, "It's okay. I really don't care. They will never be able to catch up with me no matter how hard they try." He patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry. It's not directed at you."
Ye Feng snorted, punched Lu Yingjiu in the chest, and then smiled unconsciously.
When they arrived, Ye Feng and several workers carried things, while Lu Yingjiu took the key and opened the door to the second floor.
The first batch of items shipped over was relatively small, with only one table and chair, and most of them were Lu Yingjiu's notes and various ghost-exorcising tools. Ye Feng saw several notebooks on the ground. There were also several small decorative paintings on the wall, depicting the sunset, autumn leaves, and the deep sea.
Ye Feng said: "When did you buy this place?"
"Three years ago."
"Three years ago?" Ye Feng looked around, "Has it been empty like this all along?"
“I come over sometimes.”
This place does look like it is often cleaned, with good lighting and bright French windows, giving people a refreshing and open feeling just by looking at it. After moving the things, they cleaned up briefly, Ye Feng mopped the floor, and Lu Yingjiu leaned out to clean the window, and the wind blew up his clothes.
By the time everything was done, it was already dusk. Ye Feng sat on a chair, and Lu Yingjiu sat by the bay window.
Ye Feng added: "The layout of this house is quite unique. Where's the kitchen? Where's the master bedroom? They can't be mixed together, right?"
Lu Yingjiu drank iced lemon tea: "I don't think I ever said that this is my new home."
"Ah?" Ye Feng was stunned. "If this isn't your new home, why are you moving things?"
"Business."
"Doing business? Are you going to run the foot massage parlor downstairs? Are you the beautiful technician?"
"If the gender is not so fixed, it's not impossible." Lu Yingjiu said, "But this is a ghost exorcism agency."
"..." Ye Feng's eyes widened, "How are you going to run this? The Qingdeng Society is the only one in the business, and they don't like you. If they deliberately suppress you, you won't be able to develop no matter how powerful you are. And how can you do it alone? Can you find other exorcists? What about other employees? How are you going to solve the salary problem?"
"I know how strong the Green Lantern Society's foundation is. But everyone builds up step by step," Lu Yingjiu said. "They do have abundant resources and excellent exorcists, but without me, they wouldn't be where they are today. I don't lack connections either, and there are many people who want to find me."
"How about finding another firm to work for?"
"Not interested."
Ye Feng hesitated and said, "Are you really... not hit? I don't think it's necessary to start from scratch... After all, you have plenty of other options, why choose the most difficult one. Even if you wait until the investigation is over before returning to the Qingdeng Society, isn't it good?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned.
—He knew that the Qingdeng Society was different now than before.
Chen Zheng is no longer the loyal Chen Zheng of the past, and his friends are no longer the friends who shared life and death with him. This time, when Lu Yingjiu was investigated and resigned from the club, no one spoke out to persuade him. It was as if those years of side by side had never existed.
Sure enough, Lu Yingjiu shook the lemon tea in his hand and lowered his eyes slightly.
This was the first time in the past few days that Ye Feng saw him in a depressed mood.
His heart moved, and he said: "Hey, just pretend I didn't say anything..."
Before he could finish his words, the wind blew up the curtains, filling the room with light.
This place was so empty a few hours ago, but now there are more things here and it immediately becomes lively.
Lu Yingjiu looked up at him and smiled: "I just want to start over."
Sure enough, Lu Yingjiu is still Lu Yingjiu. Ye Feng thought, why should I worry about it
The phone rang. Ye Feng looked down for a few seconds and suddenly laughed: "Hey! What a coincidence! Do you know what happened?"
"What?" Lu Yingjiu asked.
"People in the club said that the tea cabinet of that bastard Chen Zheng caught fire." Ye Feng laughed out loud, "The tea leaves worth hundreds of thousands that he had hidden for a long time are all gone. When he ran over to save them, he broke his bones. Hey, I'm sending you this video, it's so funny. Evildoers will get their comeuppance!"
Lu Yingjiu clicked on the video and it was the same as what Ye Feng said. He didn’t know who was so brave to take the video. In the end, President Chen was lying on the ground in pain with sweat all over his face, and he kept shouting: “Where are the people! Where did all the dead people go?!”
"Don't you think it's a coincidence?" Ye Feng was still laughing.
"... Yeah." Lu Yingjiu didn't know why, but subconsciously touched the longevity lock on her chest, "It's quite a coincidence."