In the small ward of the Yuyang Branch Medical Center, the two spoke at the same time, and then fell silent at the same time, because the sound-proof spell Xuan Ji drew on the door was so effective that the room was a little embarrassingly quiet for a while.
After looking at each other for a while, Sheng Lingyuan changed his sitting position.
This majesty sat on the small hospital bed as if he was about to go to court, smiled tolerantly at Xuan Ji, and raised his hand—I'll tell you, I'll break it for you, and see which part of your mind needs to be replaced.
Xuan Ji was in a trance for a while, and talked to Ling Yuan face to face, less than a foot away, and the other party's irises reflected him clearly, which was almost the most elusive thing in his life.
And now it is so easy to achieve.
Because he was in a daze, he didn't pay attention, and blurted out the truth: "Now the world has changed, even the terrain has changed, and no one takes care of it. I'm afraid of you..."
As soon as I said this, I saw the weird smile on Sheng Lingyuan's face, Xuan Ji realized that I had said something stupid, and quickly added a sentence: "... It is difficult for you to adapt to some social rules. Besides, you can have a serious ID card , it will be much more convenient to do anything in the future... "
The smile on Sheng Lingyuan's face deepened: "Hey, I have a heart."
Xuan Ji shut her mouth, and at a glance saw the implication of their Majesty - what do I need to adapt to
That's right, if he wants to hide his strength and bide his time, he can find a tourist city to become an internet celebrity; if he wants to make waves, he can attract a wave of thunder to chase after him, and it doesn't matter if the false certificate is changed every day. of. Not to mention the current level of technology, even if people emigrate into space in the future, it will not delay him from doing whatever he wants and being lawless.
Knowing it with affection, it won't work for His Majesty, Xuan Ji immediately gave up playing the emotional card, and said in a businesslike manner: "The power you showed at sea yesterday is too amazing, it's impossible to justify it if you don't give an explanation to the bureau. The identity of Ling was made up by me out of trouble at the time, but I didn't expect to cause even bigger troubles, so now I can only sing the whole show..."
"They are more worried." Sheng Lingyuan stood up slowly, stretched his muscles and bones, and then sighed, "Nowadays, the Qingping Division is in decline. I think you are quite knowledgeable. If you have doubts, you might as well simply Find another job."
Xuan Ji's ears automatically translated His Majesty's implication: Believe it or not, I don't care what you bastards think. If you hang out with this group of people every day, you won't do much.
"Besides, what kind of agreement does it seem to only restrict you?" Sheng Lingyuan said this, and suddenly approached Xuan Ji without warning. He raised his hand in front of him.
Sheng Lingyuan was amused by this appearance of facing a formidable enemy, he pinched Xuan Ji's raised hair on his forehead: "Aren't you afraid that I will trap you in injustice?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
Sheng Lingyuan straightened up, winked at him, and kindly offered him some advice: "Go and tell them that you signed the wrong sign, and you'll be fooling around tomorrow, and you'll get it back... Oh, you did a good job drawing the sound-proof note, and you did it in one go."
"Wait!" Xuan Ji was quick to wit, "There is an insider in the different control bureau!"
Sheng Lingyuan paused when he opened the door: "Huh?"
"If I'm not mistaken, the person behind the gloomy sacrifice must be related to the demon king three thousand years ago." Xuanji quickly organized his words, and roughly talked about the confrontation between Wannianyi and Baiying, He also said, "The demon clan wants to rekindle the Chiyuan fire. I think this is a matter of course. Back then, the demon king claimed that he had nine hundred and ninety-nine souls. In case..."
"No chance," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him coldly, "Even if he has a thousand lives, I will kill them all with one sword."
"Then he is someone who witnessed at the scene at that time. Even if he was an idiot on that battlefield back then, he is still alive enough to drink a pot for the Different Control Bureau." Xuan Ji said, "I don't know who he is. Where did he come from, and I don't know his specific identity, but since the last wish of all the gloomy sacrificial rites will fall on rekindling the Chiyuan fire, I think this white shadow must have a very close relationship with the demon king."
With his back turned to him, Sheng Lingyuan frowned, thinking quickly about something in his numb mind.
"Not only the monster race, Your Majesty, but also the humanoid race that has not been recorded in history, the alien control bureau...we have no clue and can't deal with it at all. Zhichun's fragments were stolen from the bureau, and now they have nothing Find out who did it and for what purpose. The other party started planning for the summoning of the Mountain King three years ago, and we were unprepared. What if King Weiyu escapes into the crowd this time..." Xuan Ji decided to be completely shameless , "Aggrieved" asked, "Are you leaving us alone?"
Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a while, folded his arms on his chest, and turned around: "If I remember correctly, you are Chiyuan's firekeeper, right?"
Xuan Ji had been called "little demon" by him hundreds of times before, and felt that he couldn't bear this loss in vain, so he took out his shamelessness of collecting lucky money from "relatives" during the holidays, and said without changing his face: " Anyway, if I die, Chi Yuan will no longer have a firekeeper."
Sheng Lingyuan felt that he might be old and his memory wasn't very good. He seemed to remember that the idea he gave this little monster just now was to ask him to play tricks and get back the agreement with that stuff, and he didn't teach him to play tricks on himself here.
Xuan Ji: "Whether that white shadow is the main body or a clone, anyway, it has been haunting the Alien Control Bureau. You have to check it. Isn't it convenient to have a legal identity to enter and exit the headquarters?"
In fact, Sheng Lingyuan changed his mind when he heard Xuan Ji say that Bai Ying of the Different Control Bureau remembered his killing the demon king. If it was really a historical problem left over from that time, then he must go to meet for a while. But he didn't agree immediately, because he thought this little demon was quite interesting.
If it is said that Xuan Ji's heart is as big as a fight, it doesn't seem to be the case. Sheng Lingyuan feels that he is quite wary of him. If he gets closer, he will have a tendency to explode, but while he is on guard, he is trying to keep himself. .
Trembling, lest the big devil go out and cause trouble.
So he couldn't help teasing Xuan Ji a few words: "You are really dedicated, so you are so afraid that I will kill people and set fires, destroy public safety and that... what harmony and stability?"
Tsk, what a mouthful.
With hands behind his back, Sheng Lingyuan strolled up to Xuan Ji, lowered his voice and raised his eyebrows: "Why, for the sake of the common people in the world, you don't hesitate to sacrifice your life to feed a tiger?"
Xuan Ji managed to cover her thoughts with the palace this time, and replied hypocritically: "Look at what you said, it hurts my feelings."
Sheng Lingyuan laughed silently—this time he made progress, he held back and didn't hide, there were no flaws in his face and words, if only his fingers weren't curled up.
The back of Xuan Ji's hands tensed, and the veins betrayed the master again.
At this moment, the door of the ward was smashed from the outside, and the person who smashed the door was very careless, and without waiting for anyone to respond, he came in carelessly: "Director Xuan, the headquarters just now... oh my god!"
Because of Wang Ze's business with his boss...Of course, his own thoughts are relatively dirty. When he hears about sword spirit and sword spirit, he has romantic associations in his heart. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Sheng Lingyuan had crossed the "social distance" a little bit. His imagination had already been planted with little wings, and he directed and acted in about 50 episodes.
Immediately, he covered his eyes, shrank outside the door, and closed the door with a "bang".
Xuan Ji: "..."
No, what happened in this house
Wang Ze coughed exaggeratedly at the door like chicken feathers: "Director Xuan, are you there? Are you convenient now? Ah, I have nothing else to do. I just received a call from the headquarters and wanted to ask when you plan to return to Yong'an! "
Gu Yuexi and Ping Qianru, who came with him, were one step behind him. They didn't know the truth, and were immediately misled by Team Wang, showing shameful expressions of "I'm sorry to disturb you"—seeing eyes Gu Yuexi turned her head to the ceiling to avoid suspicion .
Xuan Ji finally understood what it means to "spread rumors without talking". He strode over and opened the door: "What are you talking about, Lao Wang, did you misunderstand something?"
Wang Ze said: "Nothing, haha, I didn't see anything, hahaha. Don't worry, you can leave anytime, let's arrange other things first... You are busy, you are busy."
They made such a big commotion in Yuyang's "Naohai", and they wanted to report back to Yong'an as soon as possible, so they set off after a short rest.
Yan Qiushan couldn't move for the time being, so he stayed in Yu Yang for treatment and recuperation. Wang Ze left Gu Yuexi and Zhang Zhao to take care of him, took away a field team from Yu Yang himself, and escorted the blind man and the puppet girl back to the headquarters.
The headquarters sent a special plane, and the aftermath department also went along with it.
"Director, the email sent by the HR Department," before taking off, Ping Qianru turned her head and said, "The full responsibility agreement has been approved, and Jianling can file. I will get my ID card in three working days. I would like to ask your name... "
Sheng Lingyuan and Xuan Ji spoke at the same time.
Sheng Lingyuan: "Sheng Xiao."
Xuan Ji: "Lingyuan."
Ping Qianru: "... huh?"
These two names sound so familiar.
"The name of the sword is Xiao, and the last owner's surname is Sheng," Sheng Lingyuan said calmly, "Why, did you have the same name as someone else by chance?"
Ping Qianru thought for a while: "It should be fine, anyway, the names of Han people are usually two or three characters, and there are many duplicate names."
"There are not many people who deliberately duplicate the names of famous historical figures." Xuanji felt uncomfortable when he heard the words "the previous owner's surname is Sheng". Pointingly said, "The last one...was the old calendar from so many years ago, so there's nothing wrong with changing it? After all, it's the age of freedom."
Ping Qianru, that silly girl, echoed: "That's right, why are you following the last owner's surname? Our Director Xuan's surname is also very nice."
Xuan Ji choked into his lungs with a sip of water: "Cough cough cough..."
Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him with a half-smile.
Xuan Ji: "No... no, don't talk nonsense, ahem... dare not."
"Alright," Sheng Lingyuan paused, "Tell them that my surname is 'Ling' and my first name is 'Yuan', it's just a title."
He heard the little demon's hidden good intentions, the word "Sheng Xiao" was indeed like a pair of heavy shackles to him, pressing him down to kneel under thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and he has never been relaxed in his life.
But can you be free just by changing your name
That would be a little too naive.
It was the first time for His Majesty to fly in a human body, and he was looking out the window with great interest all the way, not worried about falling - anyway, there was a big bird sitting next to him - he also asked Xuan Ji: "You have wings, you can travel a thousand miles in one day, Why don't you fly back by yourself, but sit on another bird?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
He felt that His Majesty's words were wrong, as if he was scolding him, but he couldn't find anything wrong for a while.
Next to him, Wang Ze laughed so hard that he turned around and explained to Sheng Lingyuan what "air traffic control" was after he finished laughing. Sheng Lingyuan heard that ordinary people who are neither powerful nor noble, nor monks, are flying in the sky all day long. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't tell whether it was the carp's words that were out of order or his own short-sightedness, so he calmly and skillfully started Take Wang Ze's words.
Wang Dui is a man of treasures. From the sky to the ground, he quickly explained the three generations of his ancestors, and finally took out the exclusive collection of small videos in his mobile phone to share... Because some of the content is too vulgar, Xuan Ji interrupted.
"What are you?" Sheng Lingyuan's eyes fell on the online shopping page on Xuanji's phone.
His Majesty from ancient times didn't know that "mobile phone" was the underpants of contemporary people, and he thought he could look at it casually, and he didn't know how to avoid it at all.
Xuan Ji didn't hide it in time, his hands trembled, and he put into the shopping cart the more than 30 pieces of men's clothing that he planned to pick out slowly, as well as a bunch of scraps of daily necessities... and placed an order with one click.