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Jiang Shanglu, who seemed to have a bad complexion, walked away in a hurry, and Wen Rong sat by the side and couldn't hear clearly what the two of them were whispering and communicating.

But when Jiang Shanglu was about to leave, he still remembered to take away one of the soy milk fritters he brought, and said goodbye to him politely before leaving. Wen Rong, who somehow felt that he was taken seriously, was first He was silent for a while with complicated emotions, and after half a day saw that only he and Wen Ying were left in the room, he slowly asked him a question with a strange expression.

"You and him... what's going on?"

"It's nothing, you can just pretend you didn't see anything, and help me remind Miss Yao that he probably doesn't want others to know about me and him for the time being."

Wen Ying still looked calm, and while helping Jiang Shanglu fold the clothes he was about to send to the laundry like a virtuous housewife, Wen Rong rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said Don't worry if you mutter that she and I are not talkative people.

Wen Ying, who knew that they would not talk nonsense at first, suddenly thought of something in her heart after standing here, paused for a while, and finally raised her eyes thoughtfully and asked Wen Rong blankly,

"Wen Tianming can't take it any longer?"

"Huh? How do you know...it's only two days if you really want to fight with Di Zhiban, but I'm a little curious about what he thinks. If you want to turn your back on him, there's no need to fight with Chen Yongming all the time." Ah, what is he waiting for..."

"Because he was waiting for the other guy to be ready."

Interrupting Wen Rong's words in a flat tone, Wen Ying had a strange look of knowing everything in her heart, but refused to explain anything, which stunned Wen Rong who was still unable to figure out this matter, and Immediately, she frowned and asked in a low voice what you mean by this, but Wen Ying didn't say anything immediately, and raised her head in an inexplicably calm and indifferent tone after a while and said slowly,

"How would you feel if you suddenly knew that a significant relative of yours who had been dead for a long time might still be alive?"

"... How can I feel, happy, people who thought they were all dead are still alive now, this is a great thing... Er, but what do you mean by that? Who is still alive..."

Wen Ying's suggestive words made her back a little hairy, and always felt that he came here with Wen Tianming this time, not as a help but as a surveillance. He didn't explain it clearly, just bowed his head and thought about it for a while, and then replied calmly to Wen Rong with an unhuman indifferent look,

"It doesn't matter who is still alive. It is more important when this person comes out on his own initiative. I don't know what this person's specific plan is now, but I have clearly felt that his malice towards me and Jiang Shanglu is more important than kindness." It’s too big, the people I told you about secretly following me finally disappeared last night, but those people who kept targeting Jiang Shanglu are still there, he is obviously not a person who will be suppressed by others to such a degree and not be ruthless The person who fights back is now so tolerant of the other party, and even suppressed his temper to obey the instructions of that person, it can only show..."

"First, this person's identity is very special. At least he can use one name to be convincing, whether it is for Jiang Shanglu or Wen Tianming. Second, his starting point does seem to be good, and he has the ability to change the current situation. Third, this person may have some kind of special kinship with me, so Jiang Shanglu will continue to compromise or tolerate because of me. You just saw that he was completely unfamiliar with the You can be so thoughtful, and he will only be more unable to deal with someone who means more to me, so this person's name is easy to guess, what do you think... who is he?"

"...This...Is this impossible? So many years have passed, if that person is still alive, why...why hasn't he come out?"

A name that has been terribly resounding because of various major national events at the beginning of the last century has lingered on Wen Rong's lips. From the internal situation of the Dizhi Office, one can also guess who is the person who simultaneously controls some of Wen Tianming's actions and secretly monitors Wen Ying.

Seeing that he had already figured it out, Wen Ying didn't say much, and only after folding all the clothes on the sofa little by little, he frowned in a complicated mood and said,

"It is impossible for me to be interested in participating in political struggles in my life, but I can't let anyone use the name of my relatives to bully Jiang Shanglu like this. What kind of person is needed to take over the land plant now is more appropriate It's their own business, I have already conveyed the danger of microbial invasion to Wen Tianming, and the person standing behind must have known it too..."

"The future cooperative relationship between animals and plants must happen under the good relationship of the government, but I am already an ordinary person without any military position, so if there are no unexpected circumstances, I will do it after Jiang Shanglu finishes what he is currently going to do. , take him away immediately, otherwise, I can no longer imagine that my close relative, who is said to be upright and selfless, would do what a successful politician would do."

"...Then what are you going to do? No matter how capable the two of you are, it is impossible to fight against the combined animal and plant governments... And does Jiang Shanglu know that you think so for him? What if he is not because of you? He swallowed his anger, but he himself wanted to... go through life and death for your powerful dying relative, thinking that he can get better reuse in the future?"

Although Wen Rong is not very pleasant to listen to, Wen Ying also knows that he is seriously thinking for himself, but there are still some things that should be said clearly, so Wen Ying can only look at her brother with such a vigilant expression. Suspicious here, and somewhat helplessly explained,

"No matter how you came to this magical conclusion, I swear, he is definitely not the kind of person you imagined. In fact, if he doesn't have to go out to do anything, his favorite thing is to stay at home Lying lazily or on all fours, you need others to serve you carefully when you eat, and you have to coax them well when you are unhappy. You will not touch anything that does not suit your appetite, because it is easy to get emotional when something goes wrong, and It is said that he has been such a person since he was a child, and all the people around him are unconditionally and willing to spoil him like this, including me who is beginning to understand this kind of fun now, so you think that if he is good, he will find trouble. Are you meddling in this kind of thing?"

"Damn, you're not finished, I'll talk to you about the business and show off your love."

Not wanting to admit that I was a little too quick to talk to him, Wen Ying saw that Wen Rong, who was staring at her with contempt, accepted what she said, so she didn't explain much, she calmly withdrew her gaze and spoke solemnly road,

"I'm just telling the truth, he has a heavy burden on him now, and he will definitely feel more embarrassed if I explain everything to him clearly. There are some things I have to pretend to be confused on purpose, although with his ability, he can definitely solve them by himself. There is nothing wrong with it, but I am also very angry to see him being so well-intentioned and being abused casually by others."

"...Your tone makes me feel a little scared. What do you want to do? After all, it's your grandfather, Wen Ying..."

To a certain extent, it is understood that this tree with a rather terrifying personality will do something terrible if it is not happy. Wen Ying never planned to come forward to help the crusade against Chen Yongming, whose status was precarious. At most, he just wanted to come over. Take Jiang Shanglu away safely, and get the original Aspergillus culture medium that will be of great use in the future.

But after thinking about it silently and bowing his head, he unconsciously remembered the matter about Yao Sulan's father that Jiang Shanglu mentioned yesterday. Wen Ying moved her lips calmly and said,

"Grandpa who would tell me to be upright and clear, and to be honest and clear in everything, I think maybe he is gone now. I don't know him now, and I don't plan to waste time getting to know him again. Those old things Tang Zong told me back then really feel a bit ironic now..."

"And now I just want him to understand that some things in this world are not always under his control, and don't just treat others as easy to deal with as they think. At least Jiang Shanglu is not as easy to deceive as he thinks. It’s not a hysterical idiot who listens to other people’s one-sided words...I won’t give him anything he wants, even if he is my grandfather and his name is Xiao Ao, it is absolutely impossible.”

……

After Jiang Shanglu left the hotel, he sat in his car thoughtfully and thought about it for a while. He knew that some things had reached this level, and he definitely couldn't hide it from Wen Ying. It's the best thing to pretend to be confused without saying a word.

But Wenying may be able to understand him and understand him, but he is destined not to completely change his fate, which has gradually come to an end, because some things have already been doomed in the dark.

Even though Jiang Shanglu still thinks from time to time that maybe one day they can go back to the place where he first met, to the home where they lived together, but even he himself feels that the future is no longer controlled by himself. of control.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and lit a cigarette for a while. When the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, the tired-looking man went directly to the place where he would always choose to go there in the middle of the night. The fungus breeding base in the suburb of Mingyuan Road.

But after being brought in by Secretary Fang Yu who was waiting for him at the door with a complicated expression, Jiang Shanglu asked a few words about Chen Yongming's current situation as he walked inside.

When he learned that Chen Yongming was eating crazily in No. [-] bacteria room and let him pass now, Jiang Shanglu, who intuitively felt that the next thing must be bad for him, did not pause for too long, and walked along the damp and dark corridor alone. Go inside.

And until the strong smell of blood and edible fungus on the side of his nose became stronger and stronger, Jiang Shanglu, who could guess what was going on inside with his eyes closed, slowly pushed open the door in front of him expressionlessly.

When I saw that the microbial humanoids that were densely growing on the four walls had been eaten by an old monster with a huge black body, a terrifying spine, and red eyes, the whole place was full of flesh and blood. Jiang Shanglu was silent for a while before he heard Chen Yongming's cold voice slowly ringing out.

"...Did you do it, Shanglu?"

"No." Jiang Shanglu denied it quite calmly.

"...It's not you, then...who is it? Who harmed me so deliberately? Who would be so fearless of death, who else could it be except you who always think about surpassing me..."

Crazy and carefully licking his dirty hands with his tongue, Chen Yongming, who no longer deliberately disguised himself as old and useless, completely tore off his normal man's coat in front of Jiang Shanglu, who knew exactly what he was .

And after repeating a few words in a sinister and penetrating manner, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and savagely used his own poison ivy to slap Jiang Shanglu's cheekbone, which was reused by him in the eyes of outsiders, several times. Next, after seeing him in terribly painful pain and helplessly covering his bleeding right eye, he sneered and said,

"What are you doing standing outside? Come in quickly, kneel down in front of me obediently and tell me, are you still loyal to me?"

Such a request seems perverted and disgusting, but Jiang Shanglu, who has been asked this way in private for countless times during this period of time, didn't say much, and could only carefully wipe his bloody face with a pale face. Eyes, after he knelt down on one knee again, he stepped on his head and knelt silently on the ground for a while, then slowly straightened up, blinked his bloody eyes with a sick face, and smiled obediently road,

"Ai... Are you satisfied?"

This very special title that symbolized his special status made Chen Yongming finally smile a little, and the poison of the scorpion grass also made the color of Jiang Shanglu's injured eyes even uglier and more terrifying.

At least seeing with his own eyes that there is one person who is gradually becoming unsightly like himself, Chen Yongming's hysterical heart finally feels a little better.

And thinking of the pain of losing his grandson last night, Chen Yongming, who was extremely hateful in his heart, took his own poison ivy and slapped him again, and saw the trembling Jiang Shanglu with blood dripping from his teeth and nose, He barely stopped, took a heavy breath and said thoughtfully,

"Actually, I don't believe that you will really collude with outsiders to lie to me. After all, you are the most likely to be suspected. If the person hiding in the dark knows that I will doubt you so much, punish you, or even Killing you, and deliberately using this kind of thing to provoke me, it is clear that you think your life is worthless, after you say how stupid a person must be to be used in such an inhumane way, you still insist on the so-called justice You must defeat my evil Sui... Shang Lu, you shouldn't be such a stupid person, right? I should be able to truly trust you, right?"

"...Of course...how...how can there be such...stupid people in this world."

Responding intermittently like this, Jiang Shanglu, whose body and face were bloody and bloody, laughed strangely, obviously not having the strength to speak properly.

After all, Xiao Ao would think of using this method of cutting first and playing later, so that he can be completely trusted by the so-called Chen Yongming, who is the real Sui, and he really has nothing to say.

And Jiang Shanglu, who realized that his life might be so worthless in Xiao Ao's eyes, and no longer relied on him to give him any follow-up help, laughed at himself when he thought of this.

Thinking of what he said to Xiao Ao when he saw Xiao Ao again, the old man with a gentle and kind face, who was as old as his father, felt very ironic.

Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao, do you really not know or did you deliberately hide it from me from the very beginning... The so-called age is actually the Shura with the most powerful life characteristics and complete annexation ability. Shura is a natural culture medium , the culture medium that grows the most and densest microorganisms can automatically become the manipulator of microorganisms—year-old.

You lied to me so full of reason and let me kill Chen Yongming together with you, and you forced me to complete the evolution step by step at the current level, didn't you just want me to become the next year to be killed by you... …

It's a pity that good and evil, and everyone's happiness has no practical meaning to him. At this point, Jiang Shanglu, who is exhausted, just wants to continue to stick to his principles, even if he is covered in blood, he must think of himself. What you want, everything you can do is done.

And just like what he half-truthfully said to Xiao Ao before Ji Congyun left that day, if Xiao Ao didn't deliberately go too far with the relationship between him and Wen Ying, it would hurt him deeply In fact, Jiang Shanglu, who was already prepared to sacrifice in his heart, didn't even complain about his doomed death.

Everyone has their own position. In the beginning, he really didn't blame anyone. It was the same as when he faced this situation last time. He just felt sorry for Wen Ying, who had been with him from the beginning until now.

He thought about leaving the house in Liufangshan and Liutiao Hutong to Wenying, thought about leaving the house in Shicuizhou to Deng Tao and Poinsettia, and thought about how many decent and affordable homes he should prepare for his eldest nephew and future nephew. Legacy, he also thought about his good friend Yong Jinnian and many, many people who were very important to him, but he didn't have time to think about himself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shanglu laughed feebly. He only hoped that the endless torture in front of him could be quickly ended, at least he could tidy himself up, and then return weakly to Wenying's arms to lie down for a while, what to do Nothing happened.

And after testing his loyalty to himself in this cruel way, Chen Yongming's trust in him finally reached a new height, and the dense poisonous vines attached to him, using the old regenerative gene little by little Healed all the wounds on Jiang Shanglu, who was of the same kind, and looked down at the black poppy patterns all over his intact, but still bloodless cheeks. Then the old man said in a horrifying tone,

"Okay, it's okay, I will leave Keke's funeral to you. I will introduce you to a new Shura in the next few days. He will be my good helper just like you. With you, I will catch that It’s much easier to find troublesome rats for me, now go back and have a good rest, you can tell me what you need, I’m always generous to you, Phytophthora.”

"Thank you...year-old."

Like a docile servant, Jiang Shanglu tried his best to express all his loyalty. Jiang Shanglu, who seemed to be crumbling, but without any wounds on his body, slowly left this humanoid life form with a large number of microorganisms growing everywhere, sooner or later. A sinful place to be made public.

When he was driving his own car back to the urban area, before he went to talk to Xiao Ao about his despicable deeds of plotting against him again without saying hello, Zong Mingyuan called him, and listened numbly. The young man on the other end of the phone, who was constantly testing his relationship with Wen Ying, was talking on his own. The expressionless Jiang Shanglu twitched the corner of his mouth and asked,

"Even if I was dumped by him, it has nothing to do with you, does Mr. Xiao take care of such trivial matters? Isn't this what he wants to see?"

"...No, Mr. Jiang... I just want to ask... Are you really in conflict? How could Wen Ying be like this..."

"Shut up for me, stop meddling in my business, I have nothing to do with Wen Ying, let Xiao Ao take care of himself, I know he really wants me to die, but please trouble him to at least talk about humanity, Also pay attention to the scale of your own work, don't be so reckless as a villain than Chen Yongming, and please let him have a little affection for the grandson he owed since childhood, even if he only lives in Wenying's beautiful imagination all his life. Don't let Wen Ying know that he has such a hypocritical and disgusting grandfather who is full of lies, treat him better."

……

When Wen Rong and Wen Ying came out from Yao's house for an afternoon, Yao Sulan and Xiao Miaomiao came to the door to see him off in person. It was the first time Wen Ying and Wen Ying met, so they looked very shy and only hid behind their mother. Miao said softly, then looked up at the old man who was standing by the window on the second floor and looked at him, and then left straight away.

Wen Rong didn't participate in the private conversation between Wen Ying and his former father-in-law just now, but he could tell that Wen Ying must have done something that would frighten others in the future without saying a word, and walked out of the community to look after himself After thinking about it for a while, Wen Ying, who checked the time on his watch, didn't say too much to Wen Rong, and just said that he had something to do and came to Liutiao Hutong by himself.

When he was about to reach the door of the familiar old house, Wen Ying, who was still far away, saw Jiang Shanglu, who was not looking well, sitting alone on the steps of the door, looking at the half-dead old persimmon tree not far away, lost in thought.

And he walked up to him slowly, and handed him a pack of old-fashioned snacks that he bought on the road just now because he was afraid that he hadn't eaten. Wen Ying looked at Jiang Shanglu who took the things and smiled at him, and slowly Sitting next to him, she used her hands to help him under his chin to prevent the crumbs from falling, and watched him eat the jujube cake wrapped in oiled paper in small bites.

"Why did you call me here?" Wen Ying glanced at him and asked.

"I want to talk to you about something." Jiang Shanglu replied casually.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ying asked again.

"Now there is a girl named Zhang Ting in the lotus lake. I almost killed her at the beginning. Although I forced myself to wake up at the last moment and did not make a big mistake, she was still affected by Dang Reyong Cuo. I will never be able to leave the lake for the rest of my life... I was very selfish and let her hide here temporarily for some of my layout, but when the matter is over, you can help me take her away and find her a quiet and beautiful place If she wants to, I will send her home to her parents."

Hearing his gentle voice entrusting himself in this way, Wen Ying, who didn't think too much in his heart, didn't refuse, just nodded lightly and agreed to him, and the two of them watched together quietly for a while A few gray spotted sparrows on the old persimmon tree, after a while Jiang Shanglu propped his chin and smiled sleepily, then suddenly said slowly to Wen Ying beside him,

"Speaking of which, I haven't mentioned to you how I got this room. Do you know the story of Young Mistress Xiao He and her husband, Young Master Thirteen?"

"I don't know. Didn't her husband die a long time ago?"

"Yes, it is not easy for an ordinary person with severe lung disease to live to be in his 20s in an era without advanced medical treatment. This story was told by the previous owner when I bought the house. He is the second son of the elder brother of the Thirteenth Young Master, according to himself, he has been listening to his father talking about his infatuated younger brother all his life, so that he always feels that this house is very unlucky, and it will bring the bad luck that the husband and wife are destined to separate."

When Jiang Shanglu said this, his tone was a bit indescribably complicated. Wen Ying frowned and squeezed his palm subconsciously, as if trying to calm his bad mood, but Jiang Shanglu only looked at him gently with calm eyes. Smiling, he leaned lazily on Wenying's shoulder and sighed softly.

"The Thirteenth Young Master and the Young Mistress Xiao He have been married since they were 16 years old. According to the parents' order and the matchmaker's words, a born mute girl is matched with a tuberculosis ghost. People outside always like to laugh at them, but they don't know that this young couple is right. Love each other's fairy match."

"But the thirteenth young master is not in good health, and his life is not long. Every time the good-tempered young lady Xiaohe heard that her husband was dying, she would get angry and want to quarrel with others, but she could only babble for a long time. I ran home crying with aggrievedness."

"The Thirteenth Young Master loves his wife dearly, and always thinks of ways to make her happy, so he dug a lotus pond that his wife likes most outside his yard, and built a beautiful small theater for her on the way out to see the lotus. She planted a persimmon tree that she loves to eat, and every time he felt that he seemed to be in better health, he would hold his wife's hand and go out all the way to bask in the sun."

"But in the summer of the fifth year of the Republic of China, the thirteenth young master, who had been in poor health, passed away after suffering a fever for two days, and his wife, Young Mistress Xiaohe, also voted seven days later on the night when she went out alone to see the lotus. lake."

"Later, the lake began to be haunted. Many people thought that she was resentful and wanted to come out to harm others... But only the old people who lived on this road knew that the little girl who died in the first seven nights of her husband's life... The reason why Young Mistress He couldn't help crying was because she still wanted to walk home with her husband along this road. The persimmon tree and the small theater were at the end of their home. It's a lifetime."