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The crow stared at him in horror, but his eyes, which were seriously injured by Thunder, couldn't see who was coming. Only a tall and deep figure slowly enlarged in his constricted pupils.

It subconsciously wanted to speak, but suddenly thought that its appearance is just an ordinary bird, why should it reveal its identity, all it needs to do is pretend that it is really a crow, and get away with it, and let the birds fly.

So it closed its mouth tightly, flapping its wings and soaring into the air like a bird frightened by humans, but it was so seriously injured that it lost its strength when it jumped into the air, and fell down on the ground like a weight. land.

There was an impassive chuckle overhead, and a pair of cotton house shoes stopped in front of the crow.It lay on the floor in embarrassment, gasping for breath, furious in its heart, how dare a weak ordinary person laugh at it? !

Feathers as hard as iron are ready to go behind it, as long as it has a thought, it can make this humble and ignorant guy be stabbed into a sieve!

Even if Duan Huichuan, who was about to be chased, found out immediately, it couldn't care less.The crow slowly raised its wings, forcing the last trace of strength in its body——

"Don't waste your efforts." The man's calm voice ruthlessly broke its illusion, "Before you die, I will give you a chance to confess your last words."

The man's hand easily strangled it's neck, dissipating the little strength it had gathered with great difficulty, and strangled all the possibility of it escaping. The instinct of survival made it struggle like a gambler who lost everything, Crazy and futile:

"Who are you? Let me go! I can, can do anything for you! Give you untold wealth!"

It was still a chuckle in response, and the voice said slowly: "It seems that there is no last word to say, so please answer me a question. Who are you?"

The crow's eyes were about to burst, its throat was almost deformed, and it could only utter a few words with difficulty: "You can't kill me... I am the chief... Your Highness..."

"Thank you for letting me know." With just one word, the man seemed to have gotten the information he wanted, and whispered his last words in its ear, "For the sake of being a fellow witch, I will give you a happy ending."

The crow's pupils tightened suddenly: "Why—?!"

A cluster of pitch-black flames suddenly shot out from his fingertips, sweeping across the crow's body in the blink of an eye!

"Unfortunately, you know too much."

That black flame was like hellfire from hell, it burned hot and cold, quiet and stubborn, it didn't even have time to snort before it was swallowed up by the black flame, not even a single ashes remained, only There was a necklace that did not belong to it, which escaped the burning of the black fire, and lay quietly in the palm of the man.

The high imitation diamond in the middle of the necklace shone faintly with a ray of purple light. Although it was faint, it was still conspicuous in the dark environment.The man caressed the purple diamond, looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

——That is not a luminous treasure, but a faint purple lightning subtly hidden in it.

It seems that the "people over there" are finally going to find out the holy ring and his whereabouts.Even if the crow is killed, it is only a delay...

The smell of blood seemed to fade away.

Duan Huichuan clenched his fists involuntarily, he shouldn't have hesitated just now because of the cliche!In case Yan Yijun gets implicated because of this... No way!

He subconsciously denied this worst guess, raised his figure lightly, climbed up the wall like a gecko, and climbed in through a half-closed window lightly.

It was the first time for Duan Huichuan to enter the second floor of Yan Yijun's house. The hazy moonlight streamed down the wall, vaguely illuminating half of the ink murals hanging on the wall, swaying a vast and magnificent landscape with thick ink and colors.

However, he had no time to appreciate it at the moment. He just concentrated on releasing his spiritual consciousness and searched every corner carefully, but the result was surprising. He didn't find the crow's breath at all, as if the world had evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

Where will it go?Could it be that he has escaped?It was clearly wounded to the brink of death, so it shouldn't be able to escape very far...

Duan Huichuan frowned slightly, leaning his back against the wall, and walked slowly in. He didn't know which bedroom Yan Yijun was in, maybe he should first confirm whether he was safe and sound?

The doors of the two rooms in the aisle on the second floor are closed, only one is ajar, and the dim moonlight takes advantage of the leaking gap.Duan Huichuan looked in through the crack of the door, but unfortunately his vision was too narrow to see clearly what was going on inside.

The slight sound of the wind brushed past the earlobe almost imperceptibly, and at the same time as the alarm bell was ringing in his heart, Duan Huichuan almost turned his head away!

The figure turned back was too fast to catch, his hands flashed two afterimages in the air, and he still accurately grasped the attacker's two hands in the thick black vision, and his back touched the cold wall, sending out There was a muffled sound.

With a "click", a slender golf club fell and rolled helplessly to the floor.

Under such accompaniment, Duan Huichuan's gaze met a pair of warm and bright eyes, and his four eyes met unexpectedly. The two were so close that there was only one breath away, and the heaving and rising of their chests could almost touch each other. .

The shortness of breath that has not yet calmed down, followed this intimate posture and rushed to his cheeks. The faint light reflected a moist luster under the nose of the other party, which was the slightly parted lips of the other party.

After realizing this, Duan Huichuan stared at the moist light and was in a daze for a moment.

"Is it... Duan Huichuan?"

The sound was too close, like some kind of grind lying in the ear.

Duan Huichuan was slightly startled, and hastily let go of the owner's hand. As the porch light was turned on, a sudden bright light fell from the top of his head, illuminating all the embarrassment.

Yan Yijun was wearing a silk nightgown, the skirt of which was half open, revealing a white and firm chest, the belt was loosely tied around the waist, and the silky and supple satin obediently outlined the perfect outline of the waist. Compared with the elegant and abstinent appearance in a suit and a well-fitting suit during the day, there is a little more smoke and fire that belongs to mortals.

"Uh, Doctor Yan, I'm sorry, I..."

Duan Huichuan suddenly realized that he was like a burglary suspect. No matter what the legitimate reason was, he showed up at the neighbor's house sneakily in the middle of the night, and almost detained the owner. No matter how he looked, he looked like a murderer Things that the old king next door would do.

Instead, it was Yan Yijun who helped him out: "I was already asleep, but I was awakened by the noise in the living room, so I wanted to go downstairs to have a look."

"Well, it's like this," Duan Huichuan explained seriously, "A thief broke into my house and he stole something. I chased him out and saw him rushing into your house in a panic, so..."

At such a tense moment, Yan Yijun just smiled gently: "You are worried that the thief will harm me, so you came to confirm whether I am safe?"

Duan Huichuan nodded slightly.

"Thanks, I'm fine. I just went downstairs to check. Except for the open window, I didn't find anything unusual. Maybe I escaped."

Yan Yijun bent down to pick up the golf club, and led him to the living room, "Did you lose something, is it valuable? Do you want to call the police?"

"It's nothing important." Duan Huichuan thought in his heart, the guy's meridians and blood vessels were all broken, even if he escaped for a while, the purple electricity in the drill could give him the final fatal blow, but it didn't Thinking of getting more words out of his mouth, he sighed, "Forget it, one thing more is worse than one thing less. But you have nothing to lose here, right?"

Yan Yijun looked around and shook his head: "It seems that there is nothing missing."

Duan Huichuan followed him around the house, quietly poked out his spiritual consciousness radar and scanned around, but he still couldn't find any trace of crows, so he had to give up.

The pendulum clock in the living room had passed two o'clock in the morning, and there was no sound of cicadas chirping.Every house is dark, only Yan's house is lit.

"It's good that there is no loss, it's getting late, you should rest early." Duan Huichuan was sent to the door by Yan Yijun, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the other party meaningfully, "Don't you doubt it? Maybe I'm the thief?"

Yan Yijun raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly: "My family doesn't seem to have anything worthy of Boss Duan's liking."

"That's not necessarily the case, how do you know it's not there?"

Duan Huichuan turned back unhurriedly to bully him, propping one hand on the wall, confining him between himself and the wall.

"Oh?" Such an almost offensive distance did not make Yan Yijun show the slightest sullen expression, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know what Boss Duan is looking for? Let's just say it bluntly, as long as you speak, it will be What's wrong with sending it to you?"

Now it was Duan Huichuan's turn to be surprised: "Doctor Yan is so generous that it makes people feel ashamed. I treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. It seems that you really don't doubt me at all?"

"Suspicious?" Yan Yijun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled teasingly, his lips were like warm water soaked in rouge under the moonlight: "Since I'm still standing here, Boss Duan is no longer a thief."

The brain that was a little stunned by this sentence was delayed for three seconds before it reacted belatedly. Duan Huichuan threw down the sentence "I'm going back" in embarrassment, almost without turning his head. Fleeing.

For a long time, he didn't hear the sound of closing the door behind him. Yan Yijun might still be standing at the door and laughing at his fleeing back. Thinking of this, Duan Huichuan was furious!

He was actually molested by a guy who looked gentle and gentle?

Sure enough, people can't be judged by appearances. Looking at the scenery Jiyue is bright and upright, cutting it may be full of bad water.

Back at the office, Zhaocai's cursed body was still a little sleepy. Duan Huichuan completely undid the curse, put it back in the birdcage, and after making sure that Bai Jian and Xu Chen were not woken up, he finally fell back on his own bed , lying on his side with his arms under his pillow, thinking about what happened tonight in a daze in his mind.

Thinking for a while, Yan Yijun also has no traces of being in contact with crows, nor signs of being cursed, and then thinking about his words "as long as you open your mouth, it doesn't matter if I send you off", before falling into a deep sleep , thousands of messy lines are finally entangled in the same problem——

Who is the thief?

The next day, the first ray of sunlight sneaked into the bedroom through the curtains, and the mottled light and shadow cast on the floor.

Duan Huichuan didn't know when he had given up the bad habit of putting curtains to block the sun for many years, and even the whole room was much brighter.

He didn't sleep for a long time last night, but he woke up early. After a while, he found that he couldn't continue to fall asleep, so he had to get up and take a few breaths of the long-lost morning air.

Duan Huichuan pulled on his slippers and slowly walked downstairs with his favorite enamel teacup as before. Xu Chen went to school, and Bai Jian was still working diligently at home to make breakfast.

Zhao Cai was lying in the cage guarding the bird food, chewing slowly, probably due to a fierce fight that broke through the limits of birds last night. Although the curse had been exorcised, his spirit was still weak. With a jerk, he yelled twice.

Duan Huichuan scratched the furry bird's head, and rarely coaxed a word or two gently: "Great hero, you performed well yesterday, you look like a general, and you will learn from others and sell them temporarily. It is also a monster parrot that can spell, a fighting parrot among parrots!"

"Reward! Reward!" Zhaocai cheered up, the long red crown feather on the top of his head was praised so high that it almost rose to the sky, and the feathers behind the tail were swaying like a dog begging for a bone.

"Today's special encouragement award!" Duan Huichuan winked at it mysteriously, and poured a small spoonful of Laoganma into the food bowl solemnly, "Top luxury seasoning enjoyment!"

Lucky: "..."

No, no, no, it is already a mature monster parrot. As a mature monster, you must resolutely oppose it if you put rice on the owner's face!

So the pitiful Zhaocai, who was bullied by the slave owner, looked at his old godmother bibimbap with tears in his eyes, and could only beep softly to express his dissatisfaction: "Stinger! Beast! Capitalist!"

Duan Huichuan turned a deaf ear to it, and sat down at the dining table like a leader inspecting, copied the newspaper and glanced at it, and said in a gossip-like tone: "Xiaobai, did you sleep well last night? "

"It's pretty good." Bai Jian casually served hot boiled egg porridge with preserved eggs and two plates of pickles for dinner, and joked, "I just had some strange dream in the middle of the night, as if someone was fighting in front of me. Crackling in my ears, haha."

"Did you dream that someone was fighting?" Duan Huichuan's ears twitched, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on the heat, and asked casually, "Who is fighting?"

"I didn't see it clearly in the dream, I don't really remember it. Anyway, it's just an ordinary dream." Bai Jian didn't doubt that he was there, and gulped down the porridge.

Duan Huichuan raised his eyes and cast a faint glance at him, then stopped asking.

Tsk, one or two don't look like fuel-efficient lamps.Is it a coincidence, or is this kid... a genius?

He quickly finished his breakfast, wiped his mouth, swallowed it whole, and ordered vaguely: "By the way, the two commissions you accepted last time, arrange a time and finish them as soon as possible. That's all, there are still cats looking for you." Ghost exorcist, no matter how small this mosquito is, it’s still meat. Please contact Secretary Wu for me again, and say that I have something important to tell Mr. Tang.”

Bai Jian nodded obediently and didn't ask any further questions: "Okay, boss!"

Secretary Wu's phone call came very quickly, and there were a few distant conversations on the other end of the phone, and Tang Luoan's steady baritone voice rang out after a while: "Master Duan, are you looking for me? Could it be that... something happened? "

The voice on the phone was slightly distorted by the transmission of electric current. Tang Luoan tried his best to sound calm, but the pause, which was intended to be concealed, still revealed a trace of nervousness and worry.

"Oh, you don't have to worry, it's not a big deal." Duan Huichuan said slowly, considering his words, "It's good news. Last night, a crow sneaked into my house and tried to steal the rose necklace. I judge that it The one who cursed Miss Tang back then."

"The crow?" Tang Luoan suddenly raised his voice, noticed his gaffe, lowered his voice, and asked anxiously, "Did you see it? Did it...was it the one I told you about hurting Jinjin last time?" Monster, monster? How is this good news? Will it come to me and Jinjin again?"

"Mr. Tang, don't worry, listen to me." Duan Huichuan patiently calmed the unstable emotions of the big customer, "It will definitely not harass you any more. I injured it seriously last night, and it should be gone by now." Dead. But the necklace is probably also destroyed."

"Oh, so he's dead?" Tang Luo'an let out a long sigh of relief, his hanging heart finally returned to his stomach, the pressure suddenly disappeared, his whole body seemed a lot more relaxed, and the loose folds on his face stretched out "It's really thanks to Master Duan's hands and eyes that he can solve this problem. If that thing is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Well, it seems that it is also destined."

Duan Huichuan didn't want to talk too much about the details, and repeatedly guaranteed the follow-up safety of the father and daughter. This huge commission was finally declared complete.

Although it was a matter of concern, he didn't want a mere necklace to involve a series of mysteries.

This crow is probably just an appetizer for the big show.

The unclear words in its mouth, do they know some inside story related to its own life experience and blood, or are they talking nonsense in order to get away?

Duan Huichuan nestled in the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a lazy cat basking in the sun. The bright sunlight filtered through the window and dyed the floor, climbed up to his knees, and finally spilled into the enamel cup. Jumping in time, the rich fragrance filled the nostrils with the transpiring white mist.

After the tea was brewed, he was not in a hurry to drink it, and let a few young leaves float, turning golden green by the sunlight.

Duan Huichuan was playing with the ring in his hand, the purple gemstone shimmered crystal clear in the sunlight.

"There are still three vacant grooves... the one that symbolizes wealth has returned to its place, what will be left? If all the vacancies are filled, is it possible to summon the dragon?"

This idea made him laugh lowly, but that shallow smile finally turned into thick confusion and heavy sadness, which settled in his eyes and lingered for a long time.

Maple Bamboo Hotel is one of the few Chinese-style private hotels in the center of the city. It is located in a green area surrounded by gray tiles and white walls, with high privacy.

The antique wooden buildings are interspersed among the dotted pavilions and waterside pavilions, and the maple leaves and green bamboos are planted all over the place, which gives it its name.

Outside is a noisy city with every inch of land and every inch of gold, and inside is a quiet and elegant fairyland to hide from the world, with every movement and stillness only separated by a wall, like a paradise in the world of mortals.

Different from the publicity and marketing and open lobby services of other hotels, the secretive and low-key Maple Bamboo never accepts ordinary tourists, and only members can make reservations.

Those who can become members are all recommended by political and business celebrities or rich financial backers.

As early as a week ago, Maple Bamboo stopped the appointment service. After the guests who originally stayed in the hotel left one after another, the place has been thoroughly cleaned, and each room has been refurbished to ensure that there will be no strange atmosphere from the outside world, which will disturb the coming a mysterious party.

The time for the party is tonight.

Since the morning, there has been a steady stream of guests attending the conference arriving early.

Each guest will be received by a special person, and Maple Bamboo will provide them with a comfortable and spacious independent courtyard, all the famous delicacies, and all kinds of services they hope to enjoy.

On top of that, the hotel also offers cross-dressing services.

The guests may not know each other, they can choose to wear a mask to continue to hide their identities, if they like, they can also show others frankly, and use this rare gathering to establish some more profound personal connections.

In fact, many members of the other side who are eligible to participate in the meeting came with such a purpose.

Maple Bamboo Hotel is one of the industries under the Biangan Organization, and the financial resources behind it can be seen.

Different from those cult forces that hide in dark corners all day long to make a fuss and are afraid of being discovered, although most of the members of the other shore possess extraordinary powers, due to the deterrence of sufficient authoritative iron laws, they attract members ranging from elites in various fields to ordinary people. , with a low-key behavior and a strong academic atmosphere, internal merit points are used as currency in exchange for various witchcraft and witchcraft.

Rather than saying it is a mysterious and powerful supernatural organization, it would be more appropriate to call it a fellow of witchcraft research.

Of course, a lunatic with hidden antisocial personality like Funo is just an extreme case.

Different from ordinary gatherings on the other side, tonight's meeting was presided over by Wu Zun, the actual controller of the other side. This lord who never sees the end of the dragon, except for the whip who is in charge of the iron law, none of the members have seen him. His true appearance and origin, even though he never wears a mask, his whole body is always filled with a weird aura, which interferes with outsiders' prying and perception of him.

This alone is enough to make people feel awe of him.

When the last rays of the setting sun were submerged by the earth, all the participants had already been counted.

The conference hall on the second floor is surrounded by maple trees all over the courtyard. In autumn, the French windows on the southeast and west sides reflect the rustling red maple. middle.

A long oval table that can accommodate 20 people is placed in the center of the conference hall. More than a dozen senior core members are seated in twos and threes. The main seat at the front is still vacant.

When the pendulum clock on the wall pointed to eight o'clock on time, someone came slowly to the bell, and walked into the hall calmly with a crescent moon frost.The whip bearer holds the silver whip in his arms and stands beside him quietly.

At the beginning of the establishment of the other shore, no red tape was set up, and everyone just stood up in awe and nodded to Master Wu to show their respect.

After everyone was seated, Wu Zun's indifferent eyes swept over every member who was sitting upright, and those who met his eyes lowered their eyes involuntarily, not daring to look directly.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the table: "Everyone is here, so let's start."