After being abroad for a few days, Jian Jing had already become disgusted with eating out. But when Jiang Baiyan brought her a freshly baked hamburger and asked her if she wanted to try it, she still couldn't resist the temptation.
"Is it delicious? This is our lunch tomorrow. We have also prepared some Meiji rice balls and seaweed rice balls." Jiang Baiyan is a top-notch flatterer.
Jian Jing nodded while eating: "What did you just find?"
"I don't know, it's a very strange thing." He took out a stainless steel chopstick box from his pocket.
Jian Jing took it and looked at it carefully under the desk lamp.
Jiang Baiyan brought a chair for her to sit on, and sat on the edge of the bed, saying, "Be careful, this thing is very strange, it's alive."
Jian Jing opened the lid, but saw only a dry branch. She couldn't help wondering, "Is this alive?"
"Yes." Jiang Baiyan said, "I put it in a plastic bag before, and it actually got out by itself."
There is a difference between courting death and seeking death. The purpose of the former is to lure the enemy into a trap, while the latter is simply out of one's mind. The root looked strange, how could he put it into the pocket without any precautions
As soon as it showed its head, he grabbed it and threw it on the chopping board.
Jian Jing was very curious, so she took out her knife and fork to hold it and examined it carefully: "There is nothing wrong with it from the outside, it is no different from a dead branch."
"Could it be something like Cordyceps sinensis?" Jiang Baiyan guessed, "Or maybe it's just an insect. Can't they pretend to be plants?"
Jian Jing nodded, lit the windproof lighter, and the flames slowly approached.
Just when it was about to reach the roots, it suddenly came alive, like an insect awakening from hibernation, and tore through its trunk and escaped, leaving only the part where the tip of the knife was stuck.
"It runs fast." Jian Jing smiled and thought, "It seems that it is afraid of fire."
Jiang Baiyan's reasoning was not good, but his brain was still very sharp: "Fire?"
Jian Jing nodded: "Qitian is a master of the Xuanmen sect. If he set the fire, there must be a reason. However, this thing is either a tree or a plant. It has nothing to do with metaphysics, right?"
She had encountered several special missions before, and many times, whether it was metaphysics or coincidence was just a matter of a thought.
The Seven Star Sealing Coffin was murder, and no one could say that Qi Tian was truly immortal. Xie Wei's borrowed luck was the most mysterious, it seemed that he had borrowed it, but it was also entirely possible that he was just unlucky, and even he himself had doubts in his heart, so he committed suicide to apologize.
In the case of Winter Castle, she even took the ring that carried the curse of the Thrall family. She knew the whole story of Melanie's death, which had nothing to do with metaphysics and was not caused by a curse.
What about this time
"Could it be a Gu?" Jiang Baiyan's imagination was sparked. "It's something similar to Cordyceps sinensis, which can infect people."
Jian Jing was not quite sure: "Maybe?"
Neither of them understood this subject and they just stared at each other for a long time, but to no avail.
"Forget it, let's go to bed early." Jian Jing gave up thinking about the nature of the universe. Now that the bait has been spread, whether or not to catch a fish depends on luck.
She dressed, put the gun on the pillow, tied the dagger to her thigh, and even changed into a pair of white shoes for indoor wear. Of course, these were newly bought, and the soles were clean, otherwise even if foreigners didn't care, she would feel uncomfortable.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
The sound of rain is continuous outside the window.
In the darkness, Jian Jing listened to the shallow breathing around her, a bit like pudding. It liked to curl up on her legs and take a nap when the afternoon sun was at its brightest.
A little bit of love.
She couldn't help asking, "Are you scared?"
"Not bad." His voice was also lazy, with a hook at the end, reminding people of the tip of a cat's tail. "I was very scared at first, but now I'm not so scared anymore."
Jian Jing: "So the haunted house is a human setting, right?"
"Of course not. The character setting is deceptive, but it's not." Jiang Baiyan defended his professional ethics, "It's just a little exaggerated, magnifying the details of life."
Jian Jing: “…”
"Jingjing, why did you come here?" It was his turn to ask, "Do you want to avenge Xie Wei?"
"She seems to care about him a lot."
"I'm jealous of him." He turned over, lying on his side and looking at her face. "We only met once, but you remembered him for so long."
Jian Jing smiled: "No, but..." She hesitated for a moment and sighed, "I don't really remember what he looks like."
The surprise and melancholy that Xie Wei brought her were permanently engraved in her heart.
It was difficult for her to forget all the traces of the hot spring hotel, but his appearance had gradually become blurred over the years.
"It's like the starry sky you've seen at sea. You can always remember the feeling, but you can slowly forget what the stars look like."
Jiang Baiyan asked: "Is this love?"
Jian Jing asked back: "What is love?"
He said, “I don’t know.”
"I don't know either."
"I have."
"It's made up." Jian Jing said frankly, "The love in the story is just one of thousands of guesses. It may be this character, or it may not be."
"If you meet him, will you be able to recognize him?"
She felt uncertain: "It's hard to say. If it was really so magical, why would there be so many missed opportunities and regrets?"
“That’s right.”
The room became quiet.
After a while, Jiang Baiyan turned over and asked her: "Jingjing, what kind of person do you like?"
Jian Jing was stumped, and after hesitating for a long time, she said, "Can... someone good-looking?"
Alas, love is like a cloud of mist, gorgeous and ever-changing. People see others have it and always want to try it, but no one knows what is inside.
Everyone’s blind box is different.
Maybe it's a rose, maybe it's a monster.
Everyone has their own set of selection criteria. Some people choose what is delivered to their door, some choose what is glittering, and some choose the most suitable one.
She doesn't have any particular preference for now, but if she has to say something, she hopes it looks good.
"Huh—" An exaggerated sigh of relief came from the side.
Jian Jing: “?”
"I was a little nervous just now, but luckily I passed." He patted his chest, looking relieved.
Jane was silent.
"Really, I'm even more nervous than my first audition." Jiang Baiyan was very tactful and didn't ask any questions. Instead, he promoted himself, "Teacher Jingjing, do you think I'm good-looking?"
You can't do this in good conscience.
She said matter-of-factly: "Not bad."
Jiang Baiyan said: "There are other advantages."
"Can you shovel shit?"
"No, no, I have an advantage that others don't have, but I haven't discovered it yet." He introduced himself seriously as if he was interviewing.
Jian Jing was immediately curious: "What?"
"You don't have to take responsibility."
she:"???"
"No responsibility, no status, no burden." He rubbed against her pillow, as if telling a secret, "Some people are very serious. After sleeping together, they want to date, and when they date, they want to consider marriage, and when they get married, they want to consider family... You don't have such troubles, you can do whatever you want."
Jian Jing couldn't help but ask: "Is this something to be proud of?"
"I didn't say this is good, but this is indeed my advantage." Jiang Baiyan said confidently, as if it made a lot of sense, "Jiang Xun is water, water has no fixed shape, it can be whatever you want it to be, how great."
Jian Jing: “…”
I didn’t understand my name this way before.
"What do you think?" he asked.
Jian Jing said: "You should try to discover other advantages of yourself."
His face fell, and he said bitterly, "I can't think of anything. I have many shortcomings: I'm old, I don't have money, I'm not smart, my work environment is chaotic, and I have a lot of scandals... Apart from being able to cook, clean shit, grow flowers, act, draw a little, sculpt a little, and take photos, I can barely make money, but there's nothing else to show for it."
"I said a little."
"What?"
Jian Jing gritted her teeth: "Versailles."
"…" Jiang Baiyan was a wise man who knew the times. He immediately became timid and yawned exaggeratedly. He pretended to be a little tired. Let's go to bed first and change clothes later, okay?"
After all, they were in a special copy, so Jian Jing didn't bother to argue with him and got down to business: "Let's wait until the second half of the night."
He didn't insist: "Okay, let's go to bed first."
Jian Jing turned over and tried to fall asleep.
Can't sleep.
Someone was watching her, and she instinctively couldn't fall asleep.
"Let's go to sleep first." Jiang Baiyan noticed and said, "It's rare to sleep next to Jingjing, so we should cherish it."
He turned over, buried himself in the pillow, and fell asleep in a moment.
Jian Jing was afraid of falling asleep, so she didn't dare to close her eyes and lay on the bed in a daze. After a while, she felt too bored and turned her head to look at the large pudding beside her.
He is only 21 years old this year, and has not yet lost the soft features of youth. Especially since he stopped dieting recently, he has gained some weight on his face and looks even younger than before.
Well-behaved, kind, and sympathetic.
But this is just appearance. When it comes to the ways of the world, he is more proficient than most older people.
Occasionally, Jian Jing would wonder, which side of him is the real him? Is he the black-bellied and calculating one, the green tea girl with hidden motives, the white lotus pretending to be pitiful, or the innocent child with a heart full of enthusiasm
Now it seems that maybe both are right, and maybe neither is right.
This is all him, the color of water.
As my thoughts were flying, something flashed across my eyes.
Jian Jing immediately put aside all distracting thoughts and focused all her attention on the abnormality in the room.
It's a shadow.
She deliberately left a night light on, and the light illuminated the shadow of the person passing by outside the door.
Who is lying in ambush outside
She breathed softly, covered Jiang Baiyan's mouth, and woke him up. He was also brave, pointing at her, signaling her to ambush in the corner.
Jian Jing nodded slightly and got on the bed lightly.
Jiang Baiyan hugged her pillow, stuffed it into the bed, and covered it tightly with the blanket. At a glance, it looked like there was a person lying there.
Jane quietly hid in the closet and waited patiently.
The shadow outside the door was very cautious, lurking there without moving, not moving for more than ten minutes.
But the people inside were more patient than he was.
Finally, the other party lost his patience and gently pushed the door open.
He walked in slowly.
The dim night light illuminated his face.
It was old Frank.
He was completely different from the frail old man he had been before. Holding an axe, he squinted at the person on the bed, then raised his arm and swung it heavily.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Baiyan rolled off the bed swiftly, and Jian Jing pushed open the cabinet door, exerting her body agility to the extreme, like a hunting lioness, and pounced on old Frank's back.
boom!
The two of them fell heavily on the bed.
"Ah-ah-" Old Frank let out a strange roar.
Jian Jing tried to suppress his struggling movements and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Old Frank turned his head away, his pupils barely visible in his cloudy eyes. He was obviously very old, but his struggles were getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting harder and harder to suppress.
Jian Jing: "Take the rope."
Jiang Baiyan immediately went to the suitcase to look for ropes. His preparations in Dusk Town were quite detailed. Although there were no mountains in the forest, he still bought outdoor parachute ropes, which were very sturdy.
Jian Jing took the rope and was about to tie up old Frank's hands, but he suddenly turned his head, not 90 or 120 degrees, but a big 180 degree twist.
The head that was pressed on the back was twisted and turned over as if it was broken, staring at me.
Jian Jing suppressed her surprise and did not lose any strength.
Old Frank smiled sinisterly and opened his mouth to bite her wrist.
"Shit!" Jian Jing cursed and grabbed the pillow with her backhand. Before she could hold him down, old Frank suddenly became extremely powerful and overturned her like an evil spirit.
He hunched his back, picked up the axe, and smashed it hard.
Clang! The axe hit the bed frame, breaking the wood and causing the entire bed to collapse.
The room is too small, so it's easy to hurt someone accidentally during a fight.
Jian Jing didn't hesitate and immediately pulled Jiang Baiyan over: "Run!"