devil in heart

【Finch dance, Teng Qi's surname】

Jing An was silent, he scanned the entire carriage again, and suddenly shuddered.

All the laughing and cursing seemed to have turned into madness: "There is something wrong with the car? But why are we okay?"

"It's not us, you're the only one who's fine." Xie Muyou looked at him with a complicated expression, it seemed that every time this happened, he would clearly realize that Jing An is now... a demon.

And thinking about the cause, he can only hate himself, but hating is useless...

Xie Muyou's expression froze suddenly, and he suddenly came back to his senses, facing Jing An's bewildered eyes and slowly said: "Because, I was also affected."

He pushed Jing An back to the box, Xie Muyou pondered his words, and finally briefly talked about his situation.

"You mean, you had a dream when you were sleeping? Was it because your emotions were affected?"

Xie Muyou pursed his lips. Although he couldn't give Jing An a convincing reason, for example, why ordinary people also have mood swings when they dream, but he can judge that his emotions are affected by external forces.

Jing An looked at him for a long time, then nodded for a long time to show that he understood, then picked up Doutianpo and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" Xie Muyou thought he was angry because of his vague explanation, and grabbed Jing An's wrist.

"Go find the perpetrator."

Jing An was unhappy, but the object of his displeasure was the person behind the scenes who was just looking for trouble.

Xie Qi managed to sleep in his arms so obediently... After a long time, was it because of external force?No matter how he thought about it, Jing An felt aggrieved and panicked.

"I'm with you..."

"Stay there." Jing An glared at him, like a doctor seeing an uneasy patient running around, and finally dropped a sentence, "I'll be back soon."

He didn't break his promise, not long after, Jing An dragged a person back.But the strange thing is that when he broke the restriction of the box, he didn't disturb Xie Qi who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating.

"Xie Qi?" After calling several times, Xie Muyou suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, the irises flashed interlaced golden light.

"what?"

Jing An thought that he was affected by his emotions again, so he didn't take it seriously, and just threw the person he was dragging on the opposite bed.

"is her?"

"Well, it should be, at least it has something to do with her."

Jing An completely abandoned the five senses just now, and searched one by one by feeling the whole time. He could feel the emotions of many people, but there was only one bed where he couldn't feel any emotions.

"When I went, she was dancing." Jing An really didn't want to recall that scene, she kept swaying by the bed without making any sound, "But how do I remember that she is an art teacher?"

Xie Muyou opened his mouth slowly, and pointed to Jing An's back.

As soon as Jing An turned his head, he saw Ding Yu who had just been knocked unconscious by him struggling to get up, first his shoulders, then his upper arms, then his forearms, then his wrists, and finally his fingers.

It was as if the fluffy noodles were filled with strength in an instant. There was no music here, but every movement of her was full of rhythm.

Jing An never knew that a good-looking or even lifelike dance could be so weird.

In a box, there are only the breathing of three people and a silent performer.

But the noise outside the box suddenly increased, people throwing wine bottles, quarreling, crying... All kinds of voices suddenly became louder.

"... Peacock dance." Xie Muyou murmured when Ding Yu pinched his index finger and thumb, and raised the three fingers behind him.

When Jing An wanted to dance seriously, he saw Xie Muyou anxiously saying: "Quick, stop her!"

Before he had time to think about it, Doutianpo had already danced out and knocked Ding Yu on the back of the neck.

Ding Yu fainted on the bed again, and Xie Muyou quickly put out a soul-purifying mantra with his fingers and stuck it on her back.

Soon, the noise outside the box subsided.

"It's really because of her?" Jing An said "tsk", he just wanted to find out the strange place, but he didn't expect to find the source.

"You..." Xie Muyou cleared his throat, "You did a good job."

Jing An was startled, and the two of them stood and sat like this, as if time had flown back many, many years ago, but their positions were reversed one by one.

--"You did very well."

"Cough...thank you." Jing An turned his head away, and pushed himself onto the upper bunk with a push of his hands.

Xie Muyou was still in a daze, when he saw Jing An poked his head down from the upper bunk: "I always know that I have done a good job."

The smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly enlarged, and soon even his eyes were stained with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes."

Jing An wanted to be deeper, but he couldn't hold it back. He couldn't help knocking on the iron railing beside the bed with his heel and asked, "Then what's going on with her?"

"Do you still remember the story I told you about Cui Yu?"

"Isn't that the little girl Lin Simiao?"

"It's not her, it's her ancestors, the story about their extermination." Xie Muyou sighed.

"That Cui Yu who was hunted down by the emperor?"

"In that story, besides the emperor and Cui Yu, there is another person."

"Who else?" Jing An wondered, recalling the story Xie Qi told.

Xie Muyou squinted his phoenix eyes, his eyes fell on Ding Yu, and he said slowly: "Also, the Que clan."

……

The Que clan, under the Nu River.

Clever words and dancing, charming people's hearts.

For Que's records, these two sentences are probably the most comprehensive.

Mentioning the Que family to Jing An again, Xie Muyou said slowly at the end, "I don't like the Que family very much."

"Is it because the Cuiyu clan was destroyed because of her?" Combined with Xie Qi's character, Jing An could only think of this reason.

"Yes and no." Xie Muyou shook his head, "It should be said that I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

***

Jing An chewed this sentence over and over again, and always felt that Xie Qi's words had other meanings, but he couldn't figure it out until he fell asleep.

When Ding Yu woke up, it was early morning the next day, she looked around blankly with fear and doubt, where was she?

"Don't look, a carload of people almost followed you to pay for their lives yesterday." Jing An was wiping his face with a white towel, and curled his lips when he saw her wake up.

"What, what? Why is it you?" Ding Yu didn't understand what he meant, but felt that his whole body was sore, especially his neck seemed to be bruised.

Xie Muyou was already sitting on the edge of the bed at this moment, with his chin propped on his hands, and he was staring at her scrutinizingly: "You descendants of the Que family, you can't even control your own abilities, so your elders will let you out?"

Ding Yu held her breath, she had imagined how to negotiate with Xie Muyou many times, but never once like this.

Condescending and aggressive.

It was as if he knew all his secrets.

Ding Yu's hesitation was fully seen by Xie Muyou, and he opened the door directly: "Please, it's time for you to deal with the aftermath."

aftermath?

But soon, Ding Yu understood why she wanted to deal with the aftermath.

Everyone in the carriage was sluggish. The dean put on sunglasses, but he could still see the red eye sockets. The man opposite him kept clearing his throat, and there was a female teacher with red eyes who kept talking. Rubbing my temples...

The familiar atmosphere in the air made her take a deep breath, but there is no one of her kind here, so she was... plotted against?

She wanted to turn her head back to find Xie Muyou and Jing An, but the door was slammed shut in front of her.

It was not until lunch time that Ding Yu saw the two men again.

They seemed to come to the dining car to eat, but soon the man with an unsightly face seemed to be dissatisfied with the contents of the lunch box, and used chopsticks to pick and choose in the bowl of the young man opposite.

Ding Yu took a deep breath, straightened her skirt and wanted to walk over, when she vaguely heard them talking about Teng Qibo.

Jing An asked: "How long will he be locked up in this situation?"

"Are you talking about Teacher Teng?" Someone sat next to Jing An earlier than Ding Yu, that is, the female teacher who first brought her colleagues over and got drunk last night, "I didn't expect Teng Qibo to be such a person, we I used to think that he was very nice, stable and caring. There is also a female teacher in the garden who has a crush on him. So his family is also in this area..."

Jing An was not interested in these gossips at all, and just wanted to drive people away with a frown.Then I heard an old man at the next table speak, he was rolling a pipe: "You little children called the wrong person."

"Who is the little baby?" The female teacher was very unconvinced, even the elderly can't rely on the old to sell the old.

"You call that boy Teacher Teng, but you think his surname is Teng? Isn't he just a little baby?"

The old man was surrounded by their kindergarten colleagues, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay when they heard this.

What is the wrong person?

"Master, do you know Teng Qibo?" Xie Muyou asked all the questions.

"I don't recognize, I don't recognize which Teng Qibo you are talking about." The uncle rolled the dry cigarette and tapped it, and said earnestly: "Teng Qibo, Teng Qi is the surname. Bo is the name, which means gem."

After finishing speaking, the old man walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, biting his dry cigarette.

However, when he reached the junction between the carriages and carriages, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and warned: "I don't want to tell you that I want to hide my background. You can't hand over this kind of person."

Teng Qibo, surnamed Teng Qi.

Xie Muyou suddenly remembered the records in an ancient book.

Teng Qi's surname is Miao, and the Miao people are good at Gu poison.