Did Mr. Xu confess today?

Xu Hanzhi no longer remembers how he got into Qiling's house, he only knew that when he was sitting in front of the dining table, his hands and feet were cold.

In fact, it doesn't matter if this matter is exposed, but when Xu Hanzhi looked at Qi Ling's thoughtful face, he felt inexplicably flustered.

Panicked, he drank a big gulp of soy milk and didn't recover.

Qi Ling didn't say anything, he ate breakfast seriously, didn't say a word about it, seeing Xu Hanzhi drinking soy milk all the time, raised his eyes and asked, "Why don't you eat steamed stuffed buns?"

"Eat, I'll eat." Xu Hanzhi returned to his senses, reached out and took the bun that Qi Ling took a bite of and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qi Ling just put down the steamed stuffed bun and wanted to drink tofu nao: That's my steamed stuffed bun.

And Xu Hanzhi was still immersed in his own world, completely isolated from all interference from the outside world.

Until the two of them went downstairs and got in the car, the person who usually talked non-stop actually drove the car honestly without saying a word.

Qi Ling looked at him secretly, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

so fun.

Until he got out of the car and the red car drove away, the smile on Qi Ling's face didn't fade away. He stood under the fiery red maple tree for a long time. As soon as the wind blew, the bells on the tree jingled. stop.

Ji Tianman bit a piece of bread and walked in front of him strangely, raised his hand and shook in front of him: "Brother Qi, come back to your senses, what are you laughing at?"

Qi Ling glanced at him, didn't speak, turned and went back to the bookstore, the morning light was three points refreshing and five points warm, falling on the lucky cat at the door through the thick glass.

Ji Tianman chased into the house, followed behind Qi Ling and said, "By the way, Brother Qi, a strange person came to the door of the bookstore at midnight last night."

After finishing speaking, Ji Tianman thought for a while: "No, it can't be said that it is a human being, it is just a soul, or a soul cultivator."

Qi Ling paused the hand holding the teacup, and looked up at him: "Soul cultivator?"

Ji Tianman nodded.

Regardless of human beings, gods, or spirits, the soul is their origin. After leaving the body, there are very few people who do not need to enter reincarnation. Most of these souls have excellent luck, which is called soul cultivation.

After that, Ji Tianman approached mysteriously: "I brought him back."

Qi Ling frowned: "What did you bring him back for?"

Ji Tianman sat up straight, and said obediently: "Because he said, his name is Xin Feng."

Xin Feng?

Isn't Xin Feng the master of the Taoist temple in Hengze Mountain?

Qi Ling frowned, got up and went upstairs.

To Qi Ling's surprise, Xin Feng didn't seem to want to be a new soul cultivator, but more like a soul cultivator who has been cultivating for three to five years, and even has a real body.

But... This Xin Feng looks different from the one seen in the previous photo?

Qi Ling sat on a rattan chair beside him, looking at the man in a gray Taoist uniform: "Are you Xin Feng?"

Xin Feng seemed a little dull, and said: "Yes."

He has an extraordinary appearance, and there is a sense of righteousness in his face, Qi Ling asked again: "Yes, Xin Feng from Hengze Mountain?"

When Xin Feng heard Hengze Mountain, his reaction was more obvious: "Yes, Hengze Mountain No.11 is the host."

Qi Ling looked at his expression, felt that this person was rather strange, and then asked: "You don't seem to have died recently, but as far as I know, Xin Feng died a few months ago."

Xin Feng reacted for a while, then frowned and said: "I am Xin Feng... I started cultivating the soul five years ago."

Now Qi Ling knew something was wrong with Xin Feng, his reaction seemed to be that of a child as innocent as paper, not like an adult.

Ji Tianman looked at him helplessly: "His memory seems to be a little messed up, he only remembers the most basic things. I asked him last night, and he can't even remember how he died."

This matter is a bit strange, it feels like finally found a key clue card, but Qi Ling doesn't know where to put this card.

Xin Feng stared blankly at Qi Ling for a while, then slowly moved closer to Ji Tianman, and looked at him with a frown: "I'm hungry."

Ji Tianman's eyes widened: "Do soul cultivators have to eat too?"

Xin Feng thought for a while, and finally just looked at him and said, "I don't know, I'm hungry."

Ji Tianman had no choice but to go and get him a piece of bread, Xin Feng didn't dislike it, and ate the bread bit by bit, it seemed that he was really hungry, Ji Tianman boiled water again, warmed it up and handed it to him .

Qi Ling looked at him for a long time, and felt that Xin Feng seemed to trust Ji Tianman very much. When he was facing him, Xin Feng was wary and distrustful, but when he was beside Ji Tianman, he naturally relaxed.

Rubbing his own face, Qi Ling wondered, am I scary?

For the next whole day, Xin Feng followed Ji Tianman like a giant baby, never leaving. Qi Ling looked at them with his chin propped up, and ate some dried fruit expressionlessly.

Cong Mao, who was called, followed Qi Ling to eat dried fruit with his chin propped up. He was also amazed at the scene: "I now have reasonable doubts..."

"Xin Feng is Mange's illegitimate son!"

Qi Ling rolled his eyes at him, and took back his own dried fruit, which was bought by Xu Hanzhi the day before yesterday, and it was almost eaten up.

Cong Mao ran out of dried fruit to eat, and turned to find an apple to eat: "Boss, you said this Xin Feng, or the Xin Feng in the previous photo... which one is real?"

Qi Ling thought for a while: "I've seen the results of the investigation, but I think this is it."

Cong Mao nodded: "That's right, you can see that his meritorious deeds must have been passed down from his teacher."

After that, he felt a headache again, scratched his head and jumped to sit on the cashier counter, and licked the lucky cat's paw with his fingers: "But this Xin Feng looks quite powerful, who can kill him without anyone noticing?" , and then replace it? I feel like the one behind is not so good? Otherwise, how could I be killed by a ghost, yes, and do so many immoral things."

Qi Ling was silent, he got up and waited for him to draw a conclusion, but after waiting for a long time, Qi Ling just asked indifferently: "Xu Hanzhi, what are you busy with today?"

"Ah?" Cong Mao didn't expect the topic to jump so fast, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while: "He didn't do anything, he went to a meeting, stayed in the office after the meeting, and didn't see him come out for lunch..."

Cong Mao licked his lips, jumped down to pour himself a glass of water, and suddenly laughed: "But speaking of Director Xu, he fell down the door this morning, which shocked us all, but it's really too much to think about." It's funny, he's still in a daze."

Qi Ling became interested: "Did you fall?"

Cong Mao giggled, pretending to imitate Xu Hanzhi and waved his hands: "At that time, he was like this, ah, it's okay, you're busy, you're busy..."

Probably the young man's laughter is contagious, Qi Ling looked at him, and laughed too, not the kind of understatement smile, but the kind of smile that the eyes are bent, a pair of bright eyes, revealing a smile from the bottom of the eyes. kind of pleasure.

Cong Mao was still laughing, but when he saw Qi Ling's appearance, he suddenly froze.

"Boss, you laughed!"

Qi Ling didn't think there was anything wrong: "Don't I always laugh?"

Cong Mao was a little anxious, squeezed to his side and poked his face with his hand: "Well... how should I put it, it's just different."

"Your usual smile seems unreal, like fog."

Qi Ling took a sip of water and waited for him to speak, then Cong Mao continued: "But your smile just now made people feel that you were really happy, just... yes, it's the same as my smile just now!"

Qi Ling looked at him with disgust: "...that's so ugly."

Cong Mao was anxious, raised his hand and threw a pillow at him.

Xin Feng's matter was reported to the Lingguan Bureau, and an accurate judgment was soon made.

This Xin Feng is indeed the real Xin Feng, and now only these things can be confirmed. The Lingguan Bureau has registered Xin Feng's identity information and temporarily let him stay in the bookstore.

Seeing this decision, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean, people want me to support you?"

Chi Yu, who came to be lazy, took a sip of water, and said with his still bald head: "Is this, you don't want to keep him, it's okay to drive him out, anyway, he is also a soul cultivator with an ID card now."

Just as Qi Ling was about to speak, he turned his head and saw Ji Tianman who was teaching Xin Feng to sort out the books, and swallowed all the cold and heartless thoughts.

Forget it, let's just hire an extra clerk, and someone else will keep Ji Tianman company.

Cong Mao was quickly carried back by Chi Yu, and after this big day passed, Qi Ling did not see Xu Hanzhi's shadow.

There was not a single WeChat message that was ringing non-stop when there was nothing to do on weekdays, as if the world had evaporated. Until nine o'clock in the evening, there was no sign of the red sports car outside the bookstore.

Qi Ling raised his eyebrows, not wanting to admit that he would be a little uncomfortable.

Ji Tianman glanced at Qi Ling who was watching a movie, tilted his head and asked, "Is Director Xu not coming today?"

Qi Ling stared at the computer screen, wearing a pair of anti-radiation glasses on the bridge of his nose, without even lifting his eyelids, he answered, "I don't know."

Ji Tianman thought of the way Xu Hanzhi sent people here in the morning and left without saying a word, so he asked cautiously, "Brother Qi, did you quarrel?"

Qi Ling's eyelashes trembled.

There must be no quarrels, but it's unclear what Xu Hanzhi's state of mind is now.

Qi Ling was also a little strange, obviously he didn't mention anything this morning?

Ji Tianman didn't speak any more, and turned around to get a mop to clean the house. Before he could do anything, the mop was taken away by Xin Feng.

Xin Feng stared at Ji Tianman's face and said, "I'll help you."

Ji Tianman laughed: "Can you?"

Xin Feng paused: "You...you can teach me."

Qi Ling looked at the two of them, and for some reason, felt that he was a bit redundant.

He looked away, got up and turned off the computer, took off the coat hanging on the hanger, and shouted to the people in the room: "I'm leaving first."

Ji Tianman said hello, Qi Ling put on his coat, took off his glasses and went out.

After the cold weather, there were a lot fewer people on the street, and the tinkling of the wind chimes made the street look a bit lonely.

Qi Ling got farther and farther away from that voice, before reaching the corner of the street, he was bumped into by a reckless person.

He raised his head and saw Xu Hanzhi who was panting slightly.

On a cold day, the suit jacket on his body went somewhere, and the neckline of his thin shirt was open, revealing a section of black rope.

This kind of inexplicable accessory appears on Xu Hanzhi's body every day, as if he can't go out without it.Normally, Qi Ling would always find it cumbersome to look at, but today he thought it looked a little nice against the man's collarbone that was partly visible.

Seeing him, Xu Hanzhi stood there with a smirk: "Fortunately, you haven't gone back yet. I'm sorry, I was late. When I was going out, the car hit me. I just reported the insurance, and the car was sent to be repaired."

Afraid Qi Ling would not be able to wait, so he ran over here.

Qi Ling stared at the length of black rope, and looked up into his eyes for a long time: "Tumbled in the morning, crashed in the evening?"

Xu Hanzhi was stared at by him, and he couldn't find any reason to avoid it for a while.

"I……"

The heart that had been tense all day was suspended again, finally he gritted his teeth, met Qi Ling's eyes, feeling as if he had broken a jar.

"I……"

"I'm here at the Spiritual Management Bureau..."

As a result, he stuttered for a long time and didn't finish the sentence.

Qi Ling smiled helplessly, without saying a word, raised his hand to fasten the buttons on Xu Hanzhi's neckline one by one.

This action was actually not ambiguous, there was some distance between the two of them, but Xu Hanzhi's heart beat violently, smelling the smell coming from Qi Ling's cuff, he clenched his fists tightly.

At last he heard his own voice.

Stiff, cautious, trembling, not as nice and low-sounding as usual.

"I came to Lingguan Bureau for you."

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