Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

The proprietress had never been a star chaser, so she couldn't understand the feelings of the little girls who were so excited that they were going to faint when they saw Benming, but at this moment, she really had difficulty breathing, her mind was blank, and she had a feeling that she was about to faint.

"..." Chuhe looked at her, thinking he hadn't made it clear, and repeated with a smile: "Excuse me, can I have five minutes?"

——Phoenix King Ming completely forgot the last time he showed a smile in front of the lotus seat, knocked out the eighteen golden arhats on the spot, and even King Jiang III accidentally threw his halberd on his leg.

The proprietress stared at him motionlessly, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound.After a while, she shook a few times, fell to the ground and did not move.

King Phoenix Ming: "..."

In the completely frozen scene, Zhou Hui got up from his seat, walked forward through the dead coffee shop, took Chu He's hand, pulled him back to his seat and pressed him down, and handed him a hat from the girl next to him buckle.

"You lost," he smiled.

Chuhe didn't say a word, just sat there expressionless, refusing to communicate with the outside world.

Zhou Hui understood the principle of not chasing the poor, so he didn't force him at this time, he just turned around with a smile and snapped his fingers.With a bang, the whole coffee shop seemed to be activated. Everyone woke up like a dream, looking around in a daze, not knowing what happened just now.

Zhou Hui pulled down the brim of Chuhe's hat again, and then turned and walked towards the bar - he walked like a wild leopard walking in the jungle, leisurely, vigorous and powerful, although it also attracted a lot of attention, But it's not as exaggerated as the birth of Phoenix King Dharma.

When she walked to the bar, the proprietress was getting up from the ground, she was full of doubts and didn't know why she fell just now.

Zhou Hui stretched out his hand to help her up, his smile seemed to shatter the brightest sunshine in summer, the strong hormonal smell made people blush and heartbeat, even when he spoke, his voice was full of magnetism: "Hello——"

The proprietress brushed her hair with a blushing face, and at that moment she regained the feeling of her girlhood: "Hi, hello, can I help you?"

"Yes, I want to ask you about someone." Zhou Hui took out the photo and showed it to her, and said politely: "These are my two friends, shall we chat in the kitchen at the back?"

The moment he turned around, Zhou Hui made a victory gesture behind his back, and Chu He turned his face away, pretending not to see it.

·

At the same time, on the top floor of the office building above the coffee shop, Liao Liang was sitting in a luxurious office with large floor-to-ceiling windows and a viewing platform, looking at the photo frame motionlessly.

The photo is old, and the tear marks are bent and slightly wrinkled. It can be seen how careful it was when it was torn, for fear of damaging the corner of the person's clothes.He caressed the cold glass on the photo frame. The hot tears that shed on this photo back then had disappeared, but he could still remember that late at night, he drove the car to the top of the mountain and sat alone for a whole night. The night wind chilled the pain and despair in the bone marrow.

There is a kind of pain that will not fade with time, it will always be with you, rooted in the depths of your soul, and it will continue to grow as time goes by.

"You should go down," a cold female voice suddenly sounded in the empty office.

Liao Liang raised his eyes blankly, there was a small mirror erected abruptly beside the desk, and a woman's face was reflected in the mirror.

It was a very beautiful woman, with long silver hair, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of elegance, even if her face was frosty, it could not reduce her charm.However, when Liao Liang stared at her, his eyes did not change, he only said hoarsely: "Do you have to go?"

"You have collected too little soul yang energy in the past few days. If you drag it on, Lu Xiaochen's body will rot—the corpse preservation technology in the human world still has many limitations."

Liao Liang hesitated for a moment: "But I heard that the leader of Fengsi Group was the Ming King of the Heavenly Dao before, and his strength is very strong..."

"Because of this, his soul yang energy is enough for what you need." The woman paused, then changed her tone of temptation: "Don't worry, King Tian Daoming is also different. Although the phoenix is ​​an ancient divine bird, but The king of Ming who was conferred because he was brought up by the Buddha is not as overbearing as the fighting power of the five great kings of Ming sect; in addition, his god, bird and real body are all destroyed, and now is the weakest period in thousands of years, unlike you It’s as hard as you can imagine.”

"But if he gets angry..."

"You just want to separate a ray of soul from his mortal body, and you don't want to kill him. What's the problem? Besides, if something happens, I will help you. If you still hesitate, time will be too late."

A struggling expression appeared on Liao Liang's face: "But last time, the bar MB turned into a jumping corpse, which even alarmed the legendary Team Leader Zhou—"

When she heard Zhou Hui, the woman suddenly fell silent, her eyes flickered with complicated light.

After a while, she said coldly: "There are always accidents when you draw your soul. I only come to help you out of sympathy, but if you are timid about everything, then don't do anything."

Liao Liang gritted his teeth for a moment, as if he was having a fierce ideological struggle in his mind.After a long time, his eyes fell on the photo frame in his hand, and his Adam's apple slid violently. The pain and longing that he couldn't ask for finally forced him to make up his mind.

"I'll go." He stood up straight: "It's already started, so it can't end...I'll go."

·

In the back kitchen of the coffee shop, the proprietress was sitting opposite Zhou Hui with a radiant face, her voice was at least three times softer than usual: "These two people? I remember. Did you know that there is a Liao's risk assessment company in our building? There is a background, the third generation of the red or the third generation of the army? Every time we come to buy coffee, our little girl rushes to serve. Then that day, Boss Liao and the two people in the photo came together, and they ended up fighting..."

Zhou Hui asked in surprise, "How did the fight start?"

"I don't know. The three of them were sitting in the back talking about things. They didn't look very good. They looked like they were going to quarrel. We didn't dare to go up and listen. Then the two young people stood up and wanted to leave. Liao The boss just stopped this one—" The proprietress pointed to Lu Xiaochen in the photo, and said, "After holding this one, the other one turned around and punched Boss Liao in the face, and then the fight started."

She looked around to see if there was no one around, and went over to gossip and said, "I think these two young people are a couple. They held hands when they came. The one surnamed Liao should like one of them quite a lot, but he wants to get married. I didn’t hold it back, but was beaten by another one—oh, that day, our table and chairs were overturned, and the police came over…”

"Come here and take everyone away?" Zhou Hui asked.

"How can that be? Boss Liao is the third generation." The proprietress pointed to Bo Chao in the photo, and said, "I just took away the one who made the first move. The police are being polite to the one named Liao."

Zhou Hui let out a "huh" and pointed at Lu Xiaochen: "Then what about this person, did he leave with Liao?"

"No, after the police left, he punched Liao, and then rushed out."

The proprietress seemed to have a lot of gossip about the same-sex love triangle, and she didn't even pay much attention to the table and chairs lost that day. She just kept asking Zhou Hui: "——Are these two people really your friends? What happened afterwards, the stick surnamed Liao Did beating mandarin ducks separate them?"

Zhou Hui looked at the photo silently. The two young people on the picture looked at each other and smiled. They were carefree. They should have a bright future and a happy life.

"No, they are all dead." He sighed and murmured: "Some lovers cannot be separated."

He reached out and snapped his fingers in front of the proprietress.The latter was taken aback for a moment, then his eyesight was in a trance, his mind was dazed, and he slowly fell down on the table and let out even breathing sounds.

Zhou Hui stood up and walked out, when suddenly the phone rang in his pocket.He looked at the number, connected and asked, "Ju San?"

"Deputy Yu and the others found the warehouse that Feng Si calculated. Sure enough, it's not far from Liao's house. I was wandering in it just now." Situ Yingzhi tsk-tsk on the phone and said, "I'm sorry, you should come and have a look." ——The ground and walls are covered in blood, how can two people bleed so much blood?"

"--Two people?"

"Yeah, not only did the Lu Xiaochen you investigated died here, but also Bo Chao's body was found in the cement wall just now. It's almost decayed, and it's probably been two months since he died, tsk tsk, what a pity... I don't understand this, but the policeman called by the deputy said that this warehouse was the first scene where Bo Chao was murdered, as for Lu Xiaochen, he is not sure."

Zhou Hui frowned: "How can you not be sure?"

"There is no corpse, there is only Bo Chao in the concrete wall, no Lu Xiaochen—what the hell is it for a pair of fateful couples..."

Zhou Hui was thoughtful, remembering that Bo Chao was killed two months ago, but Lu Xiaochen died a month ago, and it happened that the place of death was the same, and he seemed to understand something.

"Lu Xiaochen's body should have been taken away by Liao to be turned into a demon." He paused, then said in a deep voice, "You just call two smart boys from a group to find out about Liao Liang's whereabouts in the past month. .I suspect that besides the jumping corpse, he killed more people."

·

In the booth of the coffee shop, Chu He raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Liao?"

Liao Liang was dressed in a well-crafted and well-crafted suit, which was much more pleasing to the eye than the fidgeting look that day when we met at Liao's house. It can be seen that it is reasonable to say that people want clothes and Buddhas want gold clothes.However, no matter how good the attire was, he couldn't hide his haggard look. I don't know if it was the reason why he couldn't sleep at night, and there were even thick black and blue eyes.

"Fengsi Team Leader," he smiled unnaturally, "Why are you here? My office is upstairs, so it's a coincidence to come down for a cup of coffee."

Chu He put down his mobile phone, leaned gently on the back of the chair, looked up and down at the man in front of him, and asked after a while, "How did you recognize me?"

——The appearance of Phoenix King Ming is really shocking, but with the beauty comes a cold oppressive feeling.

Liao Liang's little finger trembled reflexively, then he pressed his hand on the table inadvertently, and said with a smile: "When you didn't leave the special place a few years ago, we met once in the Military Commission from a distance, and I was lucky to see you The real face. But I was a student at the time, and now my appearance has changed a lot, it’s normal for you not to remember.”

He took the tea list stuck on the table: "What do you want? I'll take it."

Chuhe said, "No need."

Liao Liang ordered a cup of mocha by himself, returned the tea order to the waiter, and said: "Actually, I have always wanted to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude. If it wasn't for you that day, I would have been jumped to death... and you were injured. How are your hands now?"

"Okay." Chuhe said casually, "You spent 200 million, so you don't need to hire me anymore."

"No, no, that's different, you can't say that spending money can hurt you at will..."

Liao Liang suddenly got stuck.

Under normal circumstances, respectful titles should not be used here. Whether it is to close the relationship or deliberately seduce, once "you" is used, the whole artistic conception becomes nondescript.

However, Liao Liang is too rich and powerful. As long as he hooks his fingers, there will be a large number of beautiful men and women who will come up to him, so he is actually not very good at flirting.What's more, no matter how bad Chuhe's condition is, his whole person's aura is higher than him. He can't call each other equally as if nothing happened.

Liao Liang hesitated for a moment, and the cold mirror in his trouser pocket moved, as if urging.

"I... once invested in a French restaurant in Wangfujing. The red wine and seafood there are good." Liao Liang gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "How about this weekend? Do you have time?"

Chuhe stared at him, and adjusted a more comfortable sitting posture, as if he found it interesting.

"I don't have time." He said slowly, and then interrupted Liao Liang before he was eager to speak: "Mr. Liao, with all due respect, your current appearance..."

He paused, with great interest: "Are you seducing me?"

The waiter came to deliver the mocha, and the cup was placed in front of Liao Liang, but he didn't respond, he just looked at Chuhe in astonishment.

From any point of view, Chuhe doesn't look like a person who is sensitive to emotions.

Regardless of whether it is a human body or a deity, his naturally indifferent expression is expressed from the bottom of his heart.He should belong to the type who is very closed to himself and doesn't bother to pay attention to the things around him. Even if his admirer kneels and worships at his feet, he shouldn't pay attention at all.

"Why do you..." Liao Liang said in embarrassment.

"You probably misunderstood me a bit." Chuhe looked at him, seeming to find it very interesting: "I have seen many people like you, and most of them are more powerful and powerful than you, but you are at most just a poorly skilled person." It’s just an imitator of yours... don’t blush, I’ll forget about it in two days, it’s okay.”

Liao Liang was at a loss and subconsciously covered his trouser pocket.

The ice-like temperature of the mirror made him tremble, and he regained a little composure from the cold, and he remembered the old yellowed photo in the office upstairs.

——Indeed, he and that person have never had a single photo. The only photo taken together is a collage made by tearing out Bo Chao in the middle.

This sad fact made him suddenly emerge from the desperate situation with a desperate courage.

"...Actually, I want to ask you out alone, and there is another thing..." Liao Liang said slowly, swallowing hard.

"A man who has helped me wants me to bring you a message."

He grabbed the mirror, took it out of his trouser pocket, and handed it to Chuhe.

This simple action seemed a bit weird, because his hand holding the mirror was trembling slightly, and due to too much force, the nails even showed white edges.

Chu He looked down at the mirror.

At that moment, Liao Liang was almost ready for the legendary Phoenix Ming King to rage, like a master in martial arts novels, and slap himself to death in broad daylight—he knew the origin in the mirror The unknown Goddess is very strong, but whether she can deal with King Phoenix Ming is something that God does not know.

Liao Liang's face was very strange because of its stiffness.But then Chuhe raised his head, with the usual expression: "I've seen Zhou Hui's naked body, and the heroine is also an acquaintance, but shouldn't this kind of bed photo be used to blackmail Zhou Hui?"

He pointed to the entangled man and woman on the mirror, and said, "What are you giving it to me?"

Liao Liang didn't fully understand the mystery of the mirror, he lowered his head in astonishment, but the mirror changed suddenly, and became a glamorous goddess with long silver hair.

She gave Liao Liang the impression that she was always cold, not Chuhe's kind of indifference who had no interest in anything and therefore was easy-going to everything, but really cold and icy, as if surrounded by wind and snow all the time.

But now, she looks at Chuhe with something different. It seems that there is a strong disgust and hatred overflowing from the coldness, which makes the light flickering in the corners of her eyes even more chilling: "This side A mirror can allow people to see the most secret fear in their hearts." She evoked a treacherous smile: "Long time no see, Phoenix King, so what did you see just now?"

Chuhe and her stared at each other, and neither of them moved for a few seconds, then he shot suddenly and stabbed the goddess in the mirror's throat!

However, the Snow Mountain Goddess moved faster, and the mirror turned into countless fragments in an instant, stretched out a white hand in the flying, and brushed Chuhe's fingertips like lightning.

——It was really just a very, very slight, almost imperceptible touch.

But in the next second, she drew a halo from the fingertips in Chuhe's body, the color was as red as blood, and disappeared in the mirror fragments in an instant.

"Shakti——!" Chu He got up furiously, and everyone in the coffee shop turned their heads to look at each other in astonishment; the next second, Zhou Hui pressed his shoulder from behind, and turned all the mirror fragments in the air into dust with one palm!

--boom!

A whistling hurricane rose from the ground, shaking the entire building in an instant, and everyone fell to the ground in shock during the violent turmoil; Liao Liang, who was stunned by the blizzard, smashed down the wall at the nick of time and disappeared into the street out of thin air!

Chu He chased him two steps away and stopped by the collapsed wall.

I saw vehicle alarms on the street everywhere, passers-by stopped in panic, and countless vehicles sounded harsh horns at the same time; everyone in the coffee shop was lying under the table, trembling and not daring to move.

"Liao Liang wanted to revive his lover who committed suicide, so Shakti, the Goddess of the Snow Mountain, offered to help him and use him to get close to you, taking the opportunity to snatch a trace of real fire from your soul." Zhou Hui came from behind Chuhe and slapped him hard Covered in wall dust, he said coldly: "They must have gone to Liao's house, damn it, that unlucky first love's body must be hidden there."

Chuhe panted slightly and asked, "Did you see that mirror?"

"I see." Zhou Hui said lightly, "It's not... what you imagined. What about you?"

Chuhe didn't answer immediately.

He was silent for a moment, and then said: "...it's not what I thought."