Long Ya walked over, bent over and picked up the jade bracelet, but at the moment when he tentacled, his expression seemed to be stunned for a moment.
"Why—" Qi Chen was about to ask when he saw it, but after he said two words, he felt a burning pain on his feet, he swallowed the words, "his—" and took a breath of cold air.
Looking down, I saw that the good upper of the right foot had rotted into flowers, and the loose skin was covering the foot.
He stayed for a moment, and then he remembered that the black sand on his shoes had not been cleaned. At this moment, as Longya said, there is no good place, and it is estimated that the flesh has been burned, and he will not care about it immediately. Others, quickly shook their feet.
The rotten shoes easily loosened into pieces and fell to the ground. Not even the cotton socks were left with a corpse. They rotted even more than the shoes and were shaken off.
Qi Chen grinned when he saw his feet, and saw a large piece of red on the back of the foot, blood beads were oozing outward, and several blood blisters appeared on the edge, which were lined by the fair skin. Extremely dazzling.
"Tsk—you have to find something for yourself to remember when you go out, isn't it?"
Long Ya's voice suddenly sounded, Qi Chen just raised his head, but before he could see the person clearly, he felt that his arm was grabbed and pulled vigorously, and the whole person threw forward, hitting Long Ya's strong chest, and then the sky was spinning.
When he recovered from the dizziness, he found that the whole world was turned upside down in his eyes.
This perspective is very familiar, because half an hour ago, he was like this... being roughly carried by Longya on his shoulders, like carrying a sack.
Qi Chen spoke with difficulty: "... Leader Long, I don't think you need to sacrifice so much, just lend me your hand to find a balance."
Long Ya snorted coldly: "Yes, then I have to take a step and pause for two seconds and wait for you to jump back into the car like a silly bird? How can I bear you so much?"
Qi Chen: "..." Be careful I spit on your back.
Fortunately, although Team Leader Long had scales all over his body, he would explode with a poke, but the heart of the bag was actually soft.
He didn't let Qi Chen suffer for a long time, he simply took out the talisman paper and shook out a handful of Qi Chen's shoes and socks, and then strode back to the parked car outside the shed, and opened the co-pilot's door to Qi Chen Lost in the seat.
Although the action was simple and rude, he magically remembered to raise his hand to protect the back of Qi Chen's head, not letting him hit the frame of the car, so as not to completely live up to the name of "stupid bird".
After closing the car door, Long Ya walked towards the shed with his feet raised, and returned with a cloth bag in a short while.
The temperature in the car was raised by Longya, and Qi Chen's bare right foot warmed a lot, but with this warmth, the flesh of the wound burned even more severely.
Long Ya put down the cloth bag wrapped with the bones, and looked at Qi Chen's injury on the back of Qi Chen's feet while looking at the lights in the car. When he lost it, he pulled out a small roll of light brown cloth out of nowhere.
Qi Chen felt that he probably carried an invisible treasure bag on his body, or he would take out a talisman paper and a bean in a while, but he didn't see him touching his pocket.
The cloth was still painted with the kind of ghost-painted talismans that Qi Chen couldn't understand. As soon as it unfolded, there was a strong smell of medicine, which made Longya frown: "Doing it every year is more intoxicating. What kind of mentality... don't move your feet, you'll be chopped if you move."
Qi Chen is really not used to others touching his feet, just as he was about to reach out to take the cloth and wrap himself, Long Ya slapped it open with his claws.
As soon as the cloth touched the wound, there was a mint-like coolness on the burning skin, which instantly felt a lot more comfortable.
Long Ya pinched Qi Chen's ankle, and just wrapped a circle around the wound, the phone at hand was connected.
A very nice male voice came out, his voice was laughing, and he spoke slowly: "I said why the right to leave the province was suddenly opened, so you are waiting for me? I just came back at night, can you let me I take a breath?"
Longya: "Okay, I left a mark for you along the way. Everyone I saw was stunned by me. Hurry up, I'll go to Huijia Bald Donkey first."
"Master Huijia looks back and sees that your heart is probably broken."
Long Ya snorted: "It's as if he doesn't collapse when he sees you, stop talking nonsense and hurry up, please?"
"I'm leaving." The man replied and hung up the phone.
Before hanging up, Qi Chen glanced at the phone screen curiously, and saw that the contact name displayed on it was "Shan Xiao".
He had seen this name on the company's job tree before. The position marked was the leader of the aftercare team. The seat with his nameplate in the office was next to Longya, but it was always empty. He was silently complaining about the group name for a long time at the time... It was at this time that Ganqing was dispatched.
After the phone call, Long Ya just wrapped Qi Chen's wound and tied an ugly knot. Just by looking at this knot, you can tell that this person has probably never wounded anyone, just as he said - he only arrests and kills people, and saving people is not within his scope.
Longhuaidu, who was still walking in Huijiang City, was just passing through the ghost road of Longhuai when Qi Chen saw a figure approaching from a distance—
It was a thin man, riding on a giant beast, galloping on the dimly lit Longhuai Ghost Road.
With one knee bent on the back of the beast, he dangled with one foot, tugging at the reins with one hand. The beast ran very fast, but he sat firmly, as if he was not afraid of being knocked down.
The lights of Long Huai Ghost Road only gave a furry outline of light and shadow, Qi Chen couldn't see the man's face clearly, and he didn't mean to slow down at all, just passing the car body at the same time, the man " "Yo", he swung his long whip to the ground, and made a crisp "snap" sound, as if to say hello to the people in the car.
"Who is this person?" Qi Chen looked at the back view of the man and the beast quickly shrinking into a small dot in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help turning his head to ask Longya.
Before Long Ya could speak, he remembered the previous phone call, and hesitantly guessed, "Team Leader Shan Xiao?"
Long Ya made a "hmm", and then stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated suddenly, and whizzed through the black curtain of Long Huaidu.
Qi Chen leaned on the seat, relieved the inertia, and said curiously: "Then he is..."
"Mandrill." Long Ya guessed what he was going to ask before he finished speaking. After answering, he added: "It's the mandrill that is the monster in the mountains. The name is for the convenience of the outside world, and it takes a homonym."
Qi Chen said in surprise: "He's a mandrill?! In the legends of the monsters, don't all the mandrills say that he has only one foot, a human face and long arms, and he can run faster than a leopard. Can he tear up a devil or something..."
Long Ya twitched the corners of his mouth: "The devil knows how he left this image. But you can see his virtue of sitting or not, he likes to bend one leg all day, and it is not wrong to be mistaken for one foot! As for the long arms of the human face, it may be because he uses a whip? Speed... He was originally riding a giant leopard, and it ran faster than a normal leopard. Isn't it normal! What is it to tear the devil with bare hands?! This shit Lazy has become an elite, and he will never tear himself apart if he can tear a leopard. And what he is good at is creating illusions to confuse people.
Just as he was talking, Qi Chen found that the car had already left the Longhuai Ghost Road and entered the boundary of Jiang City.
However, Longya did not drive the car into the main road that leads directly to the city expressway. Instead, he turned on a small road, bypassed two not-so-high mountains, and drove into a town.
He swerved into a fork in the mountain, went straight up, and stopped on a flat ground after passing two crooked-neck trees.
Qi Chen took a closer look, and there was indeed a dilapidated temple in front of him. There were two lanterns hanging on the door without pretentiousness, but two wall lamps were nailed to the world. However, I don't know how many years these lamps have been used, and the cover of one of them was broken.
He was thinking about what he was here for, when he saw Long Ya get out of the car carrying the cloth bag with the bones in it, went around to the co-pilot's side, and involuntarily carried Qi Chen on his shoulders.
Qi Chen vomited out a mouthful of blood silently: "..." Next time, you can't hurt your legs or feet anywhere.
Long Ya entered the temple with familiarity, passed through the courtyards, and didn't even pause, it was as if he was in his own home. It can be seen that he often came to harass the abbot.
Just when Qi Chen was about to vomit, Long Ya finally stopped.
He looked up with difficulty and glanced around, and saw that this was a small courtyard with only one room in it. It looks old-fashioned from the outside, but brightly lit inside. The door of this broken temple can't be expected to have any sound insulation effect. Qi Chen can hear the sound of tapping on the computer keyboard outside the door. of.
There was a bell the size of a small bowl hanging by the door of the room, and a bell rang beside it. It acts as a doorbell.
Long Ya pretended to raise his hand and struck the small bell twice, and even Qi Chen, who had his back to him, could hear the perfunctory meaning. Then he took a step forward, pushed the door open, found a chair by the table, and put Qi Chen down.
Qi Chen was wondering that the people in the room didn't respond when someone broke into the door, so he sat down and took a look... Yes! The owner of the house was wearing a monk's robe with his back to the door and was sitting in front of the computer desk playing games, with a pair of headphones hanging on his head.
When he looked over, the monk just finished typing. After hitting the last key, he raised his hand and took off the earphone, straightened his robe and stood up. coming… "
The subtext is about: The ghosts don't go away.