Sheng Lingyuan looked at his hand unaccustomed to it. The back of his hand showed blood vessels under the light and turned blue. He could feel the temperature of the blood. It feels very strange, like the "flesh and blood" of the body, which is usually a whole, and people can hardly feel it unless a certain part changes suddenly.
He can't quite remember what it was like before the Suzaku blood was stripped off, it was too long ago, he only remembers that he was young and clumsy at that time, and his life was stretched.
It turned out that the body was so light at that time.
At this time, Sheng Lingyuan could clearly feel that the blood flow was much faster, and the temperature of the blood was higher, but it wasn't hot, but a little itchy, like the itching of a very cold person suddenly soaked in warm water.
Oh, no, the itching wasn't all due to blood, Sheng Lingyuan reached out and touched the back of his neck, and plucked a feather - it got stuck in his hair, just scratching his neck.
"Does sir keep birds? I didn't see it. Is it closed on the balcony?" The worker was making a bed in the bedroom, and one of the older masters was very talkative, and he kept talking to him, "What kind of breed is this, with such red hair?"
Sheng Lingyuan thought for a while and replied, "The chicken is in the kitchen."
The master was stunned: "Now even chickens are so fashionable and wild?"
"Yes," Sheng Lingyuan nodded, "pheasant."
Xuan Ji came back from the kitchen to fetch drinks for the master, just in time to hear this sentence, raised her hand and grabbed his hair.
Sheng Lingyuan: "..."
Xuan Ji smiled triumphantly at him, remembering an old quarrel, lowered her voice and turned over the small talk: "Punish my nine clans, Your Majesty, you are welcome."
Sheng Lingyuan didn't say anything, but gently inserted the feather on Xuan Ji's sweater, and patted his neckline lightly.
Xuan Ji was half softened by him, and couldn't help but reflect on herself, thinking dizzily: "Did I be too naive just now?"
He heard Sheng Lingyuan say in his ear: "Didn't you say you don't shed hair, divine bird?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
Sheng Lingyuan had a long dream, wandering back and forth between Dongchuan, Chiyuan and Duling Palace, he hadn't had a dream for a long time, when he woke up, the three souls seemed to be upside down once, and for a moment he forgot where he was, only to see red eyes The bird's feathers were covered with wings, inlaid with a layer of gold by the sunlight slanting in from the window, wrapping him airtightly, and he couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing.
And then... there is no more.
Xuan Ji's mind became hot, and she forgot that she was stuck beside the bed, turned over and fell, and Sheng Lingyuan was wrapped around her wings by the way. His Majesty has set rules for walking, sitting and lying down for many years. He lay down in whatever position at night and got up in the morning. His hair was not messed up, and it was the first time that he swept the floor so gracefully.
Thanks to the birdman, Sheng Lingyuan's upside-down spirit fell back to its original position with a crash.
"Excuse me, next time you want to wake me up, just tap on the pillow, there's no need to do this..." Sheng Lingyuan struggled to untie the hair wrapped around Xuan Ji's wings, "Move the crowd."
Xuan Ji didn't say a word, whether he could bear it or not, got up from the ground, the first thing he did was to order a new bed.
The new bed was delivered quickly, and the master worked quickly—at least it was more efficient than the Different Control Bureau.
The master finished installing the bed and left. Director Xiao called and said that he was still in a meeting to study the collapse of the headquarters building of the Alien Control Bureau and the resurrection of the demon king Ying and the ancient human emperor.
"Everything is very important, and unfortunately they all come together now." Xiao Zheng's voice was serious like a news broadcast, "The first is the problem of the headquarters building. Although this is the most serious, it is also the easiest to solve. The underground part It is the most fortunate thing that it is still intact. Now we have sent special personnel to seal it up on the spot to avoid the leakage of dangerous goods and cause further losses. Except for some special paper materials that cannot be rescued, the rest of the ground has electronic data archives. Currently We contacted several branches near Yong'an to replace the functions of the headquarters. The relevant staff of the headquarters have also been temporarily assigned to various branches. Enough, temporarily closed."
Xuan Ji agreed, feeling that Xiao Zheng was being cautious when talking to him.
Director Xiao paused for a moment, and then said, "The second is that...the issue of remuneration."
"Who will pay?" Xuan Ji said, "You want to raise my salary? Alas, what a shame, the organization is too polite. If I knew that I would get a higher salary if I took off the vest, I would run around naked every day."
Xiao Zheng: "..."
This familiar taste and familiar unreliability.
Xuan Ji said again: "I have no objection to raising my salary. As for our Majesty, there is no need to discuss this, he has already resigned. I am responsible for reforming his feudal thoughts, and I am responsible for science popularization for his awareness of abiding by laws and regulations. Organization bothers."
Sheng Lingyuan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, listening to the truth, and looked at the boastful bird with a half-smile.
Xiao Zheng hesitated for a moment: "The social system is different. It is indeed impossible for him to recover his position, but he can still live..."
"Why don't you give them a golf course and let him rebuild Duling Palace—stop talking nonsense, and delay a meeting to discuss this matter, but you are really here." Xuan Ji took care of Sheng Lingyuan, "He I'm so bored with the Duling Palace, I don't even bother to dream about it, and I don't like to sleep in the bridge hole. I don't care about life, I will take care of him. Didn't the last emperor of the family just get a salary and do whatever he should? He... "
Sheng Lingyuan interjected, "I want to too."
Xuan Ji: "Huh?"
When Xiao Zheng heard the movement, he hurriedly asked nervously, "What?"
"Salary." Sheng Lingyuan made a "sound transmission", and the voice was forced into a line, and it was directly transmitted to Xiao Zheng's ear along the mobile phone half a room away, "He is uncertain, always likes to buy things randomly, and is short of money every day. The month and month are difficult to care about, and now I want to buy a chicken coop in the middle of the sky... "
Xuan Ji turned around abruptly and waved her hand, and the flipped palm interrupted Sheng Lingyuan's sound transmission, and covered the microphone: "No, he can't speak Mandarin, and there are often all kinds of unimaginable ambiguities in his verbal expressions. Just a paragraph, but the wheel behind it is garbled.”
Xiao Zheng: "... who is writing feudal superstition adverts to make extra money?"
Xuan Ji said angrily: "No, is this old king a carp or a catfish? What kind of species is he? Why is his mouth so big? I also publicized this so that the whole world knows about it. Am I shameless!"
Director Xiao was shocked and said, "You still have such demands?"
Before Xiao Zheng talked to Xuan Ji, he had actually done a long time of psychological construction—the dogs who hurt each other every day forced his friends to transform into a great monster guarding Chiyuan, and lived for as long as most of the history of civilization.
Xiao Zheng always felt that he had worked overtime all night and his brain was hypoxic, like a dream. He repeatedly watched the video of Xuan Ji shooting people with a long bow in Qingping Town captured by the field law enforcement recorder several times. In the video recording, Xuan Ji's side face was captured. Under the bright red demon emblem, the face that seemed to have been carved was cold, and his eyes were fixed on the tip of the arrow, like a silhouette of a god picked off from a mural depicting an ancient battlefield. , Xiao Zheng couldn't help but wonder how he got along with him before. Before calling Xuanji, Xiao Zheng took a few deep breaths. His opening remarks were extremely cautious, and his wording was more formal than the first day when he reported to the leader... As a result, Xuanji turned him back to the "right track" with a few words.
Through the phone, Xuan Ji was vaguely the young man who was eating crayfish back then, "seeing the road is rough, so it's a disservice to help", without him there will be no peace.
He is the god shadow, he is the big demon, and he is still the garbage colleague who makes as much trouble as he helps.
Xiao Zheng's heart lightened, and he spoke more smoothly: "We are now sealing and investigating the statue of the demon king on the entire network, and tomorrow we plan to issue a banning notice among special power centers across the country. The human skin peeled off by the last group of people who believed in this thing has not Let it dry, I see who dares to offer this thing again. As for the inner ghost... "
Xiao Zheng paused, and his voice sank: "The gloomy ritual used by Bi Chunsheng is somewhat different from the ancient great gloomy ritual you described. The ancient great gloomy ritual had higher requirements for operators, but the gloomy ritual used by Bi Chunsheng is more It is more stringent requirements for the conditions - such as requiring the death time of the sacrifice to correspond to the moon phase, I think this should be because of her lack of personal ability, so she needs more stringent conditions as an auxiliary."
This is easy to understand, just like some novice drivers who have only passed the C2 license cannot drive a car with manual transmission. If they lack driving skills, they can only rely on cars.
"But the gloomy sacrificial text recorded in the Ancient Book Restoration Section happened to be the version used by Bi Chunsheng." Xiao Zheng said, "Now the relevant personnel of the Ancient Book Restoration Section are being quarantined for review. Dr. Wang is confused and can't remember the gloomy sacrificial text clearly 'The relevant research was proposed by whom, it just said that one day it suddenly appeared on his desktop, he checked it, and found that it was not in the system, so he approved the topic without going into it, and the data were searched separately by Corey researchers Summarize, and finally collectively check the source, and enter it after confirming that the information is correct. We focused our investigation on the person who provided the data for the moon phase. I don’t know anything about Wang Ying’s matter. The polygraph test showed that he had never seen the demon king’s totem, which is true. I searched his personal belongings in his home and office, and found nothing related to the demon king.”
Xuan Ji frowned.
Xiao Zheng: "Now there is a problem, the vine that seals the tree can only be attached to people who have had a spiritual connection with her, but before the demon king shadow in the tree is formed, it seems that it can be attached to any passerby at will, such as I, for example, those researchers in our research institute—maybe even without the knowledge of the person involved. If this is the case, if someone is possessed without anyone knowing, hides a few demon king statues, and secretly mixes with gods and Buddhas In the temple, then we don't know how many potential 'believers' there are, isn't it endless to track down?"
"If he can possess himself casually, then everyone in the world will be his puppets. Besides setting up a target, what's the use of the entity?" Sheng Lingyuan interjected, "What have you touched?"
The first time Xiao Zheng heard his voice, he and Xuan Ji lost the ease of fighting each other, and wondered why he still turned on the hands-free? Quickly cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Uh... I have been working in the field for many years, and the things I came into contact with..."
Sheng Lingyuan: "It's related to the monster race."
Xiao Zheng hesitated for a moment: "There are too many things that have been lost, many of which you think are common sense, but we don't know. I don't know which things I have come into contact with every day are related to the monster race... But if you ask, I can be sure that Bi Quanshan Tomb—the place where the Yaozu characters you mentioned were unearthed. My hometown is not far from Biquan Mountain, and I was still young at the time. When the ancient tomb was first unearthed, it was well-known in the local area, and our elementary school spring outing organization visited it once."
When he said this, his voice suddenly stagnated.
Xuan Ji: "What?"
"It seems to me..." Xiao Zheng said, "It was after that spring outing that I caught a bad cold. It dragged on for more than half a year, but it didn't work. I almost dropped out of school until Te Neng awakened."