Yin Ren began to close his eyes and sleep as soon as he got into the green car. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop talking while he was awake.
This carriage was very empty, so Yin Ren moved to the empty seat next door. He curled up his legs, put a backpack on his head, and slept with his face facing the back of the chair.
He used a bunch of hair to turn into a red rope, and skillfully grew several bone fragments with seals engraved on them. The yellow beam remained the size of a marble, tied into the red rope and white bones, and turned into a standard key chain.
It was hung on the dog thing like this, and it was paired with the previous hamster key pendant, which was somewhat harmonious. The colorful balls swayed back and forth as the train moved, and Ge Tingting couldn't help but look at them several times.
Given the situation in Gengsheng Town, Yin Ren probably won't have the chance to shop. Where did this come from
Kinda cute.
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw the little rainbow candy ball-like thing spinning around, and the black dots like pupils on the front were heading straight towards her.
Ge Tingting: "..."
The train is too bumpy, I guess it’s an illusion.
She obediently took the soaked braised beef noodles and slurped up the noodles. With one hand free, she casually scrolled through her circle of friends. Due to the language barrier, she didn't have many friends while working. They were all small managers who paid for her.
Just when she was about to like it, she found Yin Ren's like below.
"Zhong Cheng said, let's talk." Yin Ren squeezed out each word through his teeth.
Yin Ren watched the man operate smoothly. About two minutes passed, and Zhong Cheng, wearing pajamas, sat in front of him with his hands on his knees.
Fu Xingchuan did not ask him to hand over the obtained samples, and the valuable samples were obtained. There are more clues about God's descent, and Yin Ren's past has begun to emerge. Zhong Cheng said that he was very satisfied with this mission.
He took a deep breath and adopted the serious tone that had frightened mortals thousands of years ago.
Well, Yin Ren's situation is a little strange, so I have to remember that.
The accompanying picture is the header picture of a famous self-service store, and Sister Xiaohe seems to be in a good mood.
Among a bunch of flashy words and pictures that describe the sadness of spring and autumn, Shi An’s painting style is particularly eye-catching.
I had to get home as soon as possible and record this incident—especially the incident involving the old mayor—in detail.
The room was originally bright and sunny, but now it was more than ten times darker.
If every new person is added, how many people will be on Minister Fu’s list
The accompanying picture is a vicissitudes of Buddha statue with a crack on the top of its head. I don’t know what it wants to express. There are obviously no Buddha statues in Gengsheng Town, and this picture is quite blurry, like a random image found online.
Zhong Cheng said: "..."
Thinking of the imitation "Old Mayor", Zhong Cheng said he couldn't help but turn his attention to the genuine product.
Yin Ren walked behind Zhong Chengshuo. With a rare expression on his face, he slammed the door shut, almost with a hint of murderous intent in his movements.
With rumble and rumble, the green leather car quickly passed through the mountains, but the scenery on both sides was still lackluster. It heads towards Haigu City, which is full of high-rise buildings, leaving the fog and decay far behind.
However, it is not my turn to worry about the details of my seniors’ matters. Ge Tingting poked the plastic fork into the braised eggs, took small bites of the rich egg white, and slid it over casually.
[Lu Xiaohe (sister): Welcome home! When everyone comes back, I’ll treat you to a buffet, and I’ll welcome everyone! ! ! [cute]]
Ge Tingting sucked the noodles into his mouth, gave a thumbs up, and continued to brush downwards.
[Minister Fu (leader): Haha.]
After the mission, Fu Xingchuan specially added himself and Huang Jin's WeChat messages. At that time, Ge Tingting was a little scared - when she was washing dishes outside, the boss would not join her. But if you ask directly why, she doesn't know whether it's appropriate or not.
She was thrown into a whole new confusion.
Ge Tingting hesitated for a while, but didn't dare to like it.
Zhong Cheng said he reacted very quickly. He jumped to the other side of the room and protected the sampling box with both hands. Before Comrade Xiao Zhong could speak, evil spirits surged at the entrance door. Zhong Cheng said that the curtains behind him closed automatically without any wind.
Just as he had guessed, Shi'an did not disclose the inside story of the execution mission to them. From Ge Tingting's perspective, this was just an investigation mission that went terribly wrong. Whether it was the strange behavior of "Qi Xin" or everything related to the "Man in Red", everything was hidden in the darkness.
Afterwards, the true report of this mission will definitely be sealed and given a higher confidentiality level.
There was always a rest period after a mission, and this time Fu Xingchuan simply exempted them from the physical examination process on the grounds that he had "personally inspected it." When the two arrived at their residence, it was just past noon.
Zhong Cheng looked at him for a while and made a pause gesture. Immediately afterwards, the man ran back to the bedroom. When he came out again, he had changed into loose pajamas and was frantically wiping away dust with a cleansing towel in his hand. The sampling box was missing, and Yin Ren suspected that this guy had locked his precious eggs into a hidden safe.
Yin Ren's strange state continued until the two returned to Ping An Manor.
"You talk." He adjusted his glasses.
The top of Yin Ren's head was facing him, and he probably noticed Zhong Cheng's gaze. An eye quickly grew out of Yin Ren's head, rolled his eyes at him, and then disappeared quickly.
"Oh, you guys are back. Under that hole..." Hutao smelled the scent and a head popped up from the next door. When she saw Yin Ren, whose face was so serious that it was about to drip with tears, Miss Li Gui braked suddenly, turned her head 180 degrees, and swooped back to the next door.
[Huang Jin (junior): Why is life always so difficult?]
Opposite Ge Tingting, Zhong Cheng said he opened the unfinished book again and read quietly. His left hand seemed to be stuck to the sampling box and he was reluctant to move it away, as if he was trying to hatch something with it.
Yin Ren's strength has been rising and falling again, but at least he is not exhausted yet. Look at this man putting on his usual innocent face, and his unknown anger has successfully flared up again.
Ge Tingting: "?"
My friend, aren't you sleeping
For a moment, except for Zhong Cheng, only three people from the emergency management department were awake in the entire carriage.
Everything went well, Zhong Cheng said reading in silence.
Ge Tingting looked left and right, but couldn't find anything worth mentioning. She cleaned up the instant noodle bowl, lay down on the still warm plastic table, and dozed off as well.
The three people looked in three directions respectively. Among them, Li Nian's eyes were always stuck on Zhong Chengshuo's forehead, and the latter looked indifferent.
"I'm very angry. Do you know what I'm angry about?"
Zhong Cheng said with a confused face.
Yin Ren walked forward mercilessly, and with a force on his hand, Zhong Cheng said the first two buttons of his pajamas flew off. The front of the man's pajamas was pulled wide open, revealing bruises and bruises.
Yin Ren stretched out his fingers and pressed on one of the wounds. The spell was spinning wildly on his fingertips, but the light could not touch Zhong Cheng at all.
"Don't you understand yet?" Lord Ghost King gritted his teeth.
Zhong Cheng said: "I have disinfected it."
"You know that I can't follow you immediately, so you left the team to deal with the imitations." In the dim living room, Yin Ren's eyes glowed bright red like charcoal, "There are living people and zombies waiting over there... Okay, you Lord Yama is very capable and is not afraid of those small characters. Where is Qi Xin?”
Yin Ren said sharply.
"If I had been a moment later, would she have killed you?"
Zhong Cheng looked at Yin Ren quietly and did not answer.
"That guy has a physical body," Zhong Cheng said. I can't even see through her strength. With that strength, she can tear you into pieces with her bare hands! If she seriously hurts you, I can't even do anything for you. You treat!”
Yin Ren's palm pressed hard on Zhong Chengshuo's chest.
"Even if we don't have this kind of relationship, even if we are just friends, I will be scared to death if you act like this. Do you understand?"
“…”
Zhong Cheng said, slowly touching Yin Ren's wrist and holding it.
"I am confident to escape." His tone was firm and steady. "Then you are really confident. Do I have to say 'Wow, that's amazing' to you?"
Yin Ren grabbed the back of the chair with one hand and held Zhong Cheng down with the other. His black hair moved without any wind, and the ends were swaying irritably. Zhong Cheng said that he was tightly imprisoned in the cage of limbs and hair, and could only look up.
"Now you say you can escape. When I lost control in the archives, you said you even calculated the possibility of death. Why do you think so highly of me?"
Zhong Cheng said, keeping his head raised: "When I faced you, I never considered running away."
Yin Ren's movements froze for a few seconds.
"Oh, really?" He said with fierce red eyes locked firmly on Zhong Cheng, "Should I thank you?"
"You're welcome." Zhong Cheng nodded politely.
Yin Ren: "..." Ah, I really want to explode. He had been sober for hundreds of years, and he had never seen such a person before.
The tips of Lord Ghost King's hair swam like snakes on the ground, slapping against the floor.
"So in your opinion," he said almost angrily, "there is nothing wrong with you going to deal with the imitations alone and not even wanting to wait for a chance to discuss it with me first?"
"It's not 100% without problems," Zhong Cheng said and explained quickly, "But even if you are by my side, it's not 100% without problems."
Yin Ren suddenly fell silent.
All his worries and anger were in vain, and his heart truly stopped at this moment.
Yes, even if she was by his side... If Qi Xin hadn't stopped for unknown reasons at that time, they might not have survived.
Zhong Cheng said that he really knew how to grasp the key.
All the hair stopped moving, Yin Ren just looked at Zhong Cheng's eyes and pursed his lips.
The strange eyes, even when they are happy, don't have any brilliance in them, like two dry wells, leading straight to the bottomless abyss.
This person is also like an abyss.
The love and worry he puts into it will not stir up any waves. They fall endlessly, perhaps colliding with some echoes. But he didn't know when the response would come back, or how long he would have to wait.
Zhong Cheng said that he was not making excuses. This person could not understand his worries from the bottom of his heart.
The probability is very low and the behavior is reasonable. For Zhong Chengsuo, it seems that as long as he presents the "problem-solving process", this matter can be completely turned around.
However, what made Yin Ren angry was that he was attracted by the ethereal sound in the abyss. The unknown, the remoteness... even the pain and annoyance they bring.
That's right, Zhong Cheng said that he didn't understand his worries, let alone worry about himself because of "no danger".
His anger finally fell into the abyss of darkness and could not stir up any waves.
Yin Ren let go of the back of the chair with an expressionless expression. He didn't say anything anymore, but walked to the sofa, hugged his knees and sat in the corner of the sofa closest to the wall. Zhong Cheng said he blinked and saw that the man's body was rapidly deforming. Countless wings popped out, occupying a quarter of the space in the living room, burying Yin Ren deeply inside.
"I'll be alone." Yin Ren's voice was unclear.
Zhong Cheng said: "..."
Is this autistic
"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Cheng said, taking the opportunity to touch the wings.
Yin Ren didn't answer, the wings shrank, and the feathers on the surface instantly became hard.
Huang Liang sensed the owner's resentment, and it dragged the dog and bounced around, trying to intimidate the person as a powerful evil creature.
Unfortunately, for top scientific positions, this soft dumpling is really not a deterrent. Zhong Cheng said, pinching it with two fingers and throwing it directly into the bedroom.
"Puff!" Huang Liang made a weak cry while banging on the door.
Zhong Cheng ignored it and did not go about his own business as Yin Ren thought. He just sat on the chair, clasping his hands and looking at the floor, in a very standard contemplative posture.
In the dark living room, a person was staring at the floor. The entire corner to the ceiling was filled with evil monsters, and the atmosphere was particularly gloomy.
After a while, Zhong Cheng pushed the chair away and sat on the uncovered part of the sofa. He leaned back against the hard feathers and slowly took off his glasses.
"Cats will huff when they are angry, dogs will wag their tails when they are happy, and spiders are born knowing how to build webs. Most animals know to avoid the 'eyes' organ, and many species have even evolved imitation patterns to intimidate The other party... is interesting, isn't it? They have such a strong 'instinct' and they know what to do from the very beginning."
"People... people will cry when they are sad, and laugh when they are happy. People also have things engraved in their 'instincts', and I really want to understand."
Yin Ren: "..."
Zhong Cheng's voice came through the wings, causing a slight tremor and a little itch.
"But instinct that doesn't require education is very difficult to learn..."
Zhong Cheng said that the feathers on his back became soft.
He didn't look back, just looked at the sunlight blocked by the heavy curtains.
"There is only one you in this world. I'm worried that if I make a mistake in expressing myself, it will end up with you and me."
"I didn't know what I was feeling, and I didn't know how to express it to you, so I kept doing it the way I did when you liked me."
Zhong Cheng's fingertips gently slid over Yin Ren's wings as he spoke. His tone was still as quiet as before, but a little more strangely helpless.
"Sorry, don't ignore me."
A wing ball struggled out from the big wing ball and squatted solemnly at Zhong Chengshuo's feet.
"This is not a mistake, there is no need to apologize." A vague murmur came from the wings, "Forget it, who calls me an elder."
It gently rubbed Zhong Cheng's ankle.
"What's for dinner?" Yin Ren's voice came from the wings.
Zhong Cheng pinched the wings as if he had made up his mind.
"Eat out."
He said.
"It's time. I want to take you to a place where we can resolve this 'contradiction' first."
On the edge of Haigu City, there is a mansion in the mountains.
Fu Xingchuan stood nervously at the gate. He temporarily borrowed a female colleague's powder puff to cover the dark circles under his eyes.
It's a pity that all members of the ninth group were on vacation and missed this earth-shattering news - the first ghost general Fu Xingchuan actually took annual leave!
"Are you still alive?"
The person who opened the door was a woman, whose facial features were somewhat similar to Fu Xingchuan's. She looked older than Fu Xingchuan, but her complexion was much healthier. She looked Fu Xingchuan up and down for a while, raised an eyebrow and clicked her tongue.
"Okay, sister." Fu Xingchuan said weakly, "Please help me go and tell our parents that I want to see my ancestors."
The woman stopped her joking expression: "Ancestor?"
"yes."
Fu Xingchuan's face also darkened.
"As the director of the Huaji Department nine hundred years ago, he should know something."
(End of chapter)