Evil As Humans

Chapter 117: Fu Zhai

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late at night.

Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said they got under the quilt, and the light of the mobile phone hit their faces from bottom to top, making their even handsome faces look eerie.

Yin Ren didn't buy new pajamas. The two of them were about the same stature, so he just asked Zhong Cheng to wear a set of pajamas. Unlike Comrade Xiao Zhong who fastened his buttons tightly, Yin Ren fastened the two buttons in the middle of his clothes. Now he lay down under the quilt, and half of the clothes on his shoulders were almost torn off.

The ends of the black hair stretched out their translucent wings unbridled. Zhong Cheng gathered it into a ball and held it in his arms like a pillow.

In the past, this feeling of living in a small space with others was unbearable for him. But Yin Ren didn't have the unique metabolic smell of a living person, which would not make Zhong Chengshuo feel unhappy.

Their eyes were glued to the phone screen at the same time.

After the dinner, they quickly opened a WeChat group for "paid love consultation" and added Dr. Sun to it.

At two o'clock in the morning, Sun Qian finally reacted.

[Let me see your heart: What’s going on with this group name?]

[Fruit Knife: Sister Qi’an, thank you for your hard work. Just kidding, I heard Brother Zhong mention it, you count us as half a matchmaker, let’s talk together if we have anything to do in the future [Happy]]

Yin Ren: "Alas..."

Yin Ren slowly stretched out his paw and pressed the phone in Zhong Chengshuo's hand. Zhong Cheng said, turning his head to look at him in confusion, and received a light kiss on the cheek.

[Final success: How is the patient?]

Unlike the bitterness of chocolate, he didn't like the faint hint of burnt bitterness.

"Go to bed early and we'll talk tomorrow." Yin Ren said in a deep voice, "Your health is important."

"Level C investigation team, nine special teams. Rear area commander Lu Xiaohe, scientific post Zhong Chengshuo, non-scientific post Yin Ren, Ge Tingting, Huang Jin. The contestants are the above nine people, finished."

The latter understands. Yin Ren moved to the edge of the pillow and touched the man's forehead again.

"Oh." He slowly returned to the bed and lay down properly, even the fur ball of his nightcap was in the same position as yesterday.

After Zhao Shiyan came down, Wu Jiayi from the sixth group also came down carrying the takeout box. Comrade Xiao Wu looked at the distant mountains in shock and took a deep breath of the mountain air.

This was the first time he had fallen in love with someone, and Yin Ren didn't think he was suddenly so crazy. It's just that at this moment, there is a little more bitterness in the feeling of freshness and happiness.

Hao Wence made a dead-cat face and announced without any cadence.

[Let me see your heart: Actually, it’s not a big deal, it’s just a very wealthy businessman, and the old man has been hospitalized here. Today, coincidentally, his grandson suffered a heart attack, and the old man also suffered from heart failure at the same time. This may be the legendary connection between ancestors and grandchildren.]

In the darkness, his eyes were fixed on Yin Ren.

"Awesome!" Xiao Wu's voice turned into a string of echoes.

[Fruit Knife: Good night!]

A special car from Shi'an sent the participating comrades from the Haigu branch to Dongshan. Seeing the majestic and strange Dongshan, which maintains the original ecology of nature, Lord Ghost King felt from the bottom of his heart... How boring!

On such a hill, he has slept on not less than eighty but also a hundred people.

"The coach of the Haigu team is Fu Xingchuan. He is on vacation at home. You can see him when you go up." He added.

Ge Tingting jumped out of the car holding his schoolbag, followed by Huang Jin who had a mixture of "wanting to escape" and "but this is two million" on his face. Lu Xiaohe jumped down last, followed by Hao Wence.

[Let me see your heart: The old man couldn't hold on this time and left. The grandson was delivered a little late and was almost brain-dead, but the boss of the department fought hard to bring him back.]

After announcing their relationship anyway, Yin Ren slapped Zhong Cheng on the shoulder: "Shouldn't the Fu family be very rich? Why don't they live in a luxurious penthouse with a swimming pool in the center of Haigu?"

[Show me your heart: I know the way he talks~]

"Class B investigation team, special seven teams. Zhao Shiyan is the rear commander, Wang Zhou is the scientific post, and Bao Linlin is the non-scientific post. The number of the seventh team is too small, and the substitute is Wu Jiayi of the sixth team."

Zhong Cheng said: "?"

He put all the pictures on the tablet and closed the sleep cover.

The next car carried Shi'an's second-class team.

And no matter how you think about it, there is no canteen here.

Zhong Cheng said that the warm breath blew up, exhaling and inhaling, like some kind of tide.

[Let me see your heart: Being young and strong is not safe now, life is unpredictable. An irregular life is the most dangerous, so you two should stay up less late. No more talking, I’m going to bed now and we’ll talk another day.]

Zhong Cheng said, look at the hair on his waist, look at the computer, and then look at the hair on his waist.

Zhong Cheng said he closed his eyes again, but Yin Ren didn't fall asleep for a long time, and his red eyes shimmered in the darkness.

"I'll come." Yin Ren said.

[Fruit Knife: Brother Zhong is just a little worried about your mood, after all, you have just joined the job...]

[Fruit Knife: Such a coincidence, how are you doing?]

[Fruit Knife: Speaking of which, things aren’t serious tonight, right? We saw that you looked quite bad at that time.]

The feeling of skin-to-skin contact made Zhong Cheng freeze for a moment. When he realized the smell of Yin Ren, he relaxed his body again.

Who would have thought that the rear commander of the Emergency Management Department would have the stiniest face. Hao Wence stared at the deep mountains and old forests in front of him, with an expression like a cat that had just died at home for ten years.

The next day, Yin Ren's eyes had no luster at all.

"A rich businessman, living in Haigu City People's Hospital, surnamed Qiu." Zhong Cheng said, fluttering out the quilt and preparing to get out of bed and turn on the computer. As a result, he struggled for a long time and found that there was a bunch of black hair on his waist.

Bao Linlin and Wang Zhou got off the car one after another. Xiao Zhao, who was following them, carried too much equipment on his back. He lost his balance and fell to the muddy ground. If Bao Linlin hadn't helped him in time, he would have almost become the first leg to be broken here by Special Team Seven.

If only it could be as endless as the tide.

"The existence of non-scientific posts should not be open to the general public." Zhong Cheng muttered, "The Fu family has lived here since nine hundred years ago, and the Fu residence is a quite famous ancient building complex."

Before he could finish sighing, he saw a bunch of new messages in Shi'an's APP.

[Fu Xingchuan: You can order whatever you want to eat, and I’ll let the chef make it first.]

[Hao Wence: Can you do anything?]

[Fu Xingchuan: Master, if you retire from a five-star hotel, you can do whatever you want.]

[Hao Wence: Then help me cook a bowl of ○○ brand quick-frozen dumplings and drink them with sugar-free ○○da orange-flavored soda.]

[Fu Xingchuan:?]

Yin Ren looked at the words "five-star hotel" and the gloom in his heart was swept away. For the rest of the journey, Lord Ghost King was extremely cooperative. He grabbed Zhong Chengshuo's wrist without hesitation and happily walked towards Fu's house. I saw clear springs flowing all around and birds chirping. The scene here seemed to be frozen in time nine hundred years ago. Ge Tingting exclaimed "Ah" while climbing the mountain.

Even Huang Jin took a second look at the mountain scenery.

Fu's house is on the mountain with the most steep terrain. Taking a closer look, the spectacular building complex can be called a small city. It can be seen that there are not many people living inside, but the various buildings are extremely well maintained.

There are two vivid stone lions at the gate. Outside the courtyard, ancient vines and old trees grow against the wall. The paintings on the wooden beams of the gate are simple and elegant, with no sign of peeling off.

There is a young man sitting on the stone lion.

The man was tall and tall, and his posture was flamboyant. His dress is very similar to Fu Xingchuan, also wearing a red gown. However, he did not wear one-sided tassel earrings. Instead, he wore an exaggerated wooden mask on his face, which was engraved with the unique runes of the sealed spiritual weapon.

Very strong, Yin Ren made a judgment at a glance. This guy is young, and it's really not bad to have Fu Xingchuan's strength of five or six.

As far as the strength of cultivation is concerned, this man is not much different from Xiang Jiang.

"Fu Tianyi, Group C, Level 5, Yandu Branch." The man's voice was a bit juvenile, he sounded like he was at most twenty years old. "From Haigu? Welcome to my home."

Yin Ren walked at the forefront and took a decisive step forward: "Yin Ren, Group C, Group 9, Haigu Branch."

The masked man looked at him, and then glanced at the nine groups of people behind Yin Ren.

"That's what the second uncle said about 'good seedlings'." He commented loudly, "Let's go, you guys should just come here to take a vacation."

Yin Ren: "Easy to say."

He really doesn't know how to behave like this energetic kid. He is more concerned about the Zaomu Roast Duck and Mrs. Song's Fish Soup that he ordered for lunch.

Zhong Cheng said he would not be provoked. He was busy observing the terrain near Fu's house. Huang Jin's face was numb, Lu Xiaohe kept smiling politely, and only Ge Tingting was so angry that he stamped his feet.

She gave the man a distinct eye roll.

Hao Wence said unceremoniously: "There's so much nonsense. Hurry up and lead the way. We're all carrying luggage."

Fu Tianyi made a sound and danced with the five fingers of his right hand. The moment he made the secret, the door of Fu Mansion slowly opened. Yin Ren was thinking about roast duck meringue dipped in sugar, and happily stepped into Fu's house.

A luxurious screen wall hit his retina at a speed of eighty miles.

As a family of metaphysics, the Fu family has a deep family background, and the screen wall behind the gate is also exceptionally splendid. The one-character screen wall is made of glazed colored bricks, with a picture of "Zhong Yi Feng Sha" clearly embossed on it.

In the picture, the Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi steps on yellow beams, his body is emitting rays of light, and his nine-ring sword is pointed directly at the evil spirit at the diagonal corner. The evil spirit was painted like a lump of weird rotten flesh, surrounded by an army of countless strange evil things, pressing towards the lonely Great Celestial Master Zhong Yi like a dark cloud.

The relief is quite old and the craftsman's skills are superb. I saw that it had smooth lines and bright colors, and the glazed tiles were covered with runes, exuding a strong aura of justice.

Fu Tianyi paused for a moment to admire the group's calm expressions.

It's a pity that the first two obviously don't have this intention.

Yin Ren looked at his relief without saying anything, and was too embarrassed to point out the faults in it—the army of evil things were all following him back then.

Compared with "Picture of Zhong Yi Feng Sha", this relief should actually be called "Group Fighting in a Big Pot".

It was really, really embarrassing. Yin Ren had a vague feeling about it. He looked at Zhong Chengshuo subconsciously, and met Zhong Chengshuo's scrutinizing eyes.

"Did you really look like that before?" he mouthed.

Yin Ren stared at Zhong Cheng quietly and said that he had a vague illusion that they were not coming to Fu's house, but to a well-known medical beauty institution in Haigu.

"Comrade Zhong Cheng said, what you see now is my original appearance." Yin Ren bit his ear angrily, "But if you like it, I don't mind becoming like that."

Zhong Cheng said his eyes lit up.

Yin Ren: "Wait, are you really...?!"

"No, I just wanted to know. Can you take other forms, like—"

"It's almost lunch time. Let's go ahead and put things away for dinner. There will be plenty of opportunities to watch after training." Hao Wence straightened his backpack and wiped the sweat from his round face. The outdoor environment seemed to make this man particularly manic.

Zhong Cheng shut up immediately. He calmly grabbed the suitcase and walked around the screen wall blocking the door.

Only a few steps away, he stopped again and looked at Yin Ren with complex eyes.

Yin Ren glanced at the screen wall again, then flexed his toes to follow: "What's wrong, Brother Zhong, is there something..."

After seeing the situation in the first courtyard of the Fu family, he shut up instantly.

In the middle of the Fu Family Courtyard, there stood a statue of Zhong Yi standing tall and tall. In front of the statue were placed the highest-quality long incense burner and fruit offerings. Looking to both sides, the fragrant wood sacrificial table is filled with fresh meat and fine wine, and the uneven red candles shed long candle tears.

Red flags are flying and green smoke is rising straight up. It seems like a never-ending sacrifice is going on here.

The person being sacrificed was paralyzed on the spot.

Strangely enough, Yin Ren didn't mind this kind of thing at first. Even when he was in the ant nest, his reaction was not very strong. But when Zhong Cheng said it, he suddenly felt a little bit ashamed.

He muttered something quickly and tried to regulate his breathing.

Fu Tianyi pricked up his ears curiously and used magic to amplify the sound to listen to what his target hand was saying.

“Roast duck puff pastry, roast duck puff pastry, roast duck puff pastry…”

Fu Tianyi: "..."

What, the core metaphysics post of the third level of Haigu is clearly a sacrificial place for laymen to face Zhongyi, so the insiders should show some respect at least.

He looked away, the corners of his mouth curled up behind the mask.

"These are just decorations."

He said.

"There is a larger Zhong Yi ancestral hall at home, but it is a restricted area."

Yin Ren's face completely fell.

This kid Fu Xingchuan definitely did it on purpose!

The author has something to say:

Fu Xingchuan: But so what

Before kicking the gym, save up your shame tank, Comrade Xiao Yin—

(End of chapter)