Xu Lang and Yan Yan looked at each other, and at the same time looked at Wu Cheng in the middle of the hall.
Wu Cheng was covered in blood. Basically, there was not much skin left on his whole body. He even had a nail that was more than ten centimeters long on his arm.
At this time, with the rapid repair of the body, the nail fell on the ground like a knife.
It can be seen that even when Wu Cheng was about to teleport away, the evil spirit still chose to fight with the newspaper with all his strength.
Xu Lang and Yan Yan's escape made him extremely resentful, and they tried everything possible to keep Wu Cheng behind.
But in the end, it was the newspaper's will to win.
Wu Cheng's appearance, even if he escaped, he tried his best to escape.
Since the two of Xu Lang left, everyone thought that the last Wu Cheng was bound to die.
Unexpectedly, he would survive, which was unexpected by everyone.
Yan Yan's eyes drenched slightly, and he immediately retracted his gaze and nodded at Xu Lang.
Getting rid of He Xiao's support, he limped towards his room. Remember URL
Xu Lang looked at Yan Yan's leaving figure, and then looked back at Wu Cheng.
Seeing the few newspaper employees around him, he felt even worse.
Zhu Zixing looked at Xu Lang's appearance, stood still and didn't know what to say, and hesitated for a long time.
Xu Lang waved his hand without saying a word, walked straight into his room and closed the door.
Lie directly to the **, he is very tired.
I didn't want to move, and closed my eyes tiredly, wanting to sleep slowly.
But no matter what I turned over and over, I still couldn't sleep, the limbs of the body were extremely exhausted, and even a trace of strength was lost, but the brain was very excited.
The nerves are always tense, unable to relax at all.
When I closed my eyes, it was all Zhang Qingyu's smiling face.
If you can't sleep, you simply won't sleep.
Xu Lang took off his clothes and went to the bathroom, twisting and sprinkling.
Hot water splashed on his body, Xu Lang looked at his body.
There is no scar on this, and it is as bright as ever.
Unable to see the injuries left by the previous missions, Xu Lang shook the drops of water on his face and sighed.
Even the scars that have been alive are completely restored because of the newspaper's repair function.
After staying in the newspaper office for a long time, people always have an illusion.
It seemed that everything that happened before, the people who died, seemed to be illusory.
In such a comfortable state, taking a hot bath safely to relieve the tired body, it is easy for people to have a dreaming feeling.
What if everything that happened before was just a nightmare.
He was not involved in the task of the newspaper. His parents were alive and the family was reunited.
And he already has a wife.
His wife laughed clean and innocent, kind-hearted, and likes to wear a white dress, maybe they will have a child.
Inherited the beauty of the mother and the wisdom of the father.
The family is safe...
Maybe their children can also be called Qingyu...
But then Xu Lang closed his eyes and lowered his entire head. This was impossible.
His life has been completely destroyed by the newspaper. He has no father, no mother, no wife, and no children!
Just like Zhang Qingyu's name.
When it's sunny, there will be no rain!
Xu Lang slammed his fist against the wall, then fell back weakly.
He has never had such a strong sense of frustration and debt.
If it is said that Mo Ye's original "death", he can still help Yan Yan and reciprocate slightly.
But for Zhang Qingyu...
What should he do
They have never had any relationship, until they die, they are still two individuals.
No name, no distinction, Xu Lang admits that he treats Zhang Qingyu somewhat differently.
But it still can't be said to be like, let alone love.
However, Zhang Qingyu gave everything for him!
This love, this kindness, seemed to be overwhelmed by a mountain.
The most powerless is that he has been unable to repay.
Xu Lang knew what kind of person he was, and as Yan Yan said, they belonged to the same category.
Ruthless and cruel.
But since the nightmare proposal, Xu Lang has changed.
It was Zhang Qingyu who slightly dissolved his cold heart. Although he still maintained his own style, he also awakened the emotions in his heart.
Start to accept outsiders.
It was Zhang Qingyu who made him feel that he was a living person.
But for her, even when she died, Xu Lang did not leave a tear.
This is not fair, but Xu Lang can't do it...
Perhaps from the very beginning, Xu Lang was using her, but this type of use gradually affected herself.
Xu Lang touched the mist on the mirror, the face in the mirror that was always pale and bloodless, haggard.
"In your next life, you must never come to the newspaper office or meet me. You must find someone who loves you. You will have a family and children, and live your life happily..."
Xu Lang hobbled the curtains closed and fell to the ground.
Removed all the precautions, all the disguise, and went to a deep sleep...
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.
Xu Lang came to the door of Yan Yan's room, and the sound of footsteps came from the other end.
Yan Yan sighed slightly when he saw Xu Lang.
"I know you will come."
Xu Lang did not speak, he came to Yan Yan, but there was one thing that had not yet been answered.
Yan Yan fiddled with the cigarette case and handed Xu Lang one, but he didn't smoke it.
He took out a lighter from his arms and put it on the table.
This was what he "preempted" from Xu Lang's hands at the beginning.
Xu Lang took a deep breath, then coughed violently.
Yan Yan frowned, the atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn.
Then he slowly said, "I brought Zhang Qingyu underground."
Xu Lang's eyes were faint, as if he hadn't heard him, and continued to smoke without a word.
He already knew...
Yan Yan then said:
"In the beginning, the situation between Lin Hong and I on Fei Xiuyun's side was very simple. They were just eavesdropping on the police conversation, but a text message made things complicated.
When I was about to leave by the wall, the phone in my pocket vibrated slightly.
It's a text message, signed by hell.
He said,'Around us, there has always been someone cheating on me. He came to the police station if he wanted to know the truth. '
When I was reading the text messages, I was extremely secretive. I locked my phone after reading it, but just after I locked the screen, I was about to put down the phone. From the reflected image on the screen, I saw Lin Hongzheng like a walking dead.
There seemed to be something indescribable and terrible hidden under that pair of skins, his eyes were extremely cruel, and he was staring at my back.
Immediately, I understood that this Lin Hong might have been replaced.
So, I planned that the police deliberately arrested me, one is to leave the team of enforcers, and the other is to look for the truth of what the heck said. "
Xu Lang was smoking a cigarette without any expression on his face.
Sure enough, Yan Yan was the first person to discover Lin Hong's anomaly and successfully escaped by his own means.
Yan Yan continued: "After I came to the police station, I have been thinking about the truth of the hell.
Just when I was puzzled, the police interrogated me, but I was stunned.
They mentioned the identity of the devil in their words and asked about the relationship with me.
At the time, I thought that the police could not find the Internet address of the ghost, and he sent me a text message telling me to go to the police station.
I immediately wanted to understand that the damn man was hidden in the underground of the police station!
When I used the toilet, I sneaked into the drainage basin and from below into the underground pipe that discharges urban sewage.
Finally, in one place, the secret base of the devil was found.
There was no one inside, but there was a photo.
In a forest, two little girls are burying a note and a dead cat.
Although I didn't see the true face of the devil, he did provide me with huge clues.
And that piece of wood is just outside the Changling Mountain Cemetery!
It was there, I met Zhang Qingyu... "
Hearing this, Xu Lang added a cigarette again without interrupting the stern narrative.
Yan Yan said for a long time: "When she came to me, I didn't persuade or agree. I just looked for clues and let her follow.
I understand the purpose of her coming here, and I admit that I am also selfish.
Because in the next incomprehension, under the chase of evil spirits, people will definitely die.
I hope it is Wu Cheng who died, not you, not me!
But I am not a god, I can't estimate it!
Zhang Qingyu came willingly, I must accept, and I must take her down! "
Yan Yan said here, his expression was also a little strange, he lit a cigarette and said: "Perhaps, from the beginning, she didn't plan to come back alive, she just planned to die for you."
He held the cigarette butt, slowly turned it, and then whispered: "Like Mo Ye..."
Xu Lang squeezed out the cigarette in his hand, nodded, and said nothing.
Yan Yan looked at Xu Lang, and then said lightly: "Your qiang... is fake."
Xu Lang heard this and put the previous Qiang on the table from his arms.
This is a high imitation qiang made of pure metal, except that it can't kill people, it usually looks exactly like a real qiang.
Yan Yan showed such an expression as expected.
"If it is true, based on your personality, you must directly defeat Wu Cheng and let him die at the hands of evil spirits."
Xu Lang shook his head, fiddled with the fake qiang, and then said: "But next time, I have to need a real one. He still survived this time. The threats will become greater and greater in the future. There is no way to restrict him. I am passive.
After all, my skill and physical fitness are far from you. "
Yan Yan nodded, and the two of them were in this room, speechless.
In the afternoon, Xu Lang went to the newspaper with Wuming.
He didn't ask what work Wuming did before or how he got in touch with those people. He just quietly waited at the entrance of the alley downstairs.
Waiting for an anonymous transaction.
Xu Lang was smoking a cigarette and leaning on the corner of the street, and a little girl in a white dress and ponytails, who looked like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl walked over.
At this glance, Xu Lang forgot the time and the occasion, that little girl...
Behind her back was a harp almost as high as hers, holding a sheet of music in her hand, and looking at it as she walked.
When she hit Xu Lang head-on, Xu Lang held her one hand and was about to hit her forehead.
It seems like she...
The little girl knew that she had forgotten to look at the road, she watched Xu Lang stick out her tongue with clear eyes and smiled cleverly.
Very innocent and very beautiful.
"What's your name?"
The little girl said naively:
"Hello, uncle, my name is Zhang Yuqing, after the rain, the day is sunny, Yuqing..."
PS: I originally wanted to name this chapter "Another Life", but after thinking about it, I changed it to this one.
From "no rain when sunny" to "clear after rain", perhaps it is another beautiful interpretation (end of this chapter)