Warm Funeral Home

More than half a month had passed, and Yun Chan didn't feel the "fingertip breath" that Yuan Zhaoqing said at all.

The black cat went to the community to play with other cats and dogs, and when he returned home, he saw the beautiful man staring at his slender hands again.

I scratched it in the past, but there was no response.

The black cat tilted its head, "Meow?"

Yun Chan came back to his senses, looking at the green eyes of the black cat, his heart skipped a beat.

"Black cat..."

Yun Chan seemed to be recalling something, and a few fragments always flashed in his mind.

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It was dusk, night fell, and the sky was full of yellow leaves.

The man was meditating on the old tree, when suddenly a thunderbolt caused the branch to break, and it fell on the withered yellow leaves, making a rustling sound.

A huge black cat is galloping from a distance at an extremely fast speed!Roaring in his mouth, the beautiful smooth fur was stained with bright red blood.

Seeing this, the man jumped down the tree and headed straight for the black cat.

The black cat turned its head from time to time, as if it was afraid of something behind it.

Seeing the man, a roar came from his throat, hinting of joy.

Who would have thought that a whip tens of meters would strike from behind!The black cat's neck was entangled, and it struggled desperately, but it became tighter and tighter!

The man said: "Don't move!"

Hearing this, the black cat calmed down.

But the black cat was dragged back by the whip, screaming miserably!

The man's expression was instantly ferocious, and he stretched out his right hand suddenly, and five sharp swords came out through the air!

The man controlled the sword and slashed at the whip imprisoning the black cat, clanging.

Just when the black cat was dying, the tough whip was finally cut off.It's just that the person who made the whip has never been seen.

The man hugged the black cat and checked the black cat's breath.

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There was a rush of hot air flowing between Yun Chan's eyes, just for a moment.Yun Chan really felt it.

Yun Chan subconsciously stroked the black cat, and the black cat meowed and meowed comfortably.

In the afternoon, Yuan Zhaoqing brought back something from Antique Alley.

Yun Chan looked at the thing wrapped in black cloth and asked, "This is it?"

Yuan Zhaoqing spread out the black cloth, only to see a green cicada exposed.

Yuan Zhaoqing put his fingertips together and pointed at the motionless green cicada.Unexpectedly, the cicada's wings began to vibrate slightly, and after a few seconds, the frequency of the vibration increased, and the green cicada flew up and kept making calls.

The black cat showed its mischievousness when chasing the butterfly again, and half stood up to tease the cicada, but unexpectedly, the green cicada nimbly avoided the black cat's claws and flew to another place.

Yuan Zhaoqing took the green cicada back, so it lay motionless on the table again.

Stopping the black cat's paw, Yuan Zhaoqing said: "The dragon listens with its horns, and the cicada sings with its wings. Use your fingertips to make the cicada fly."

Yun Chan suddenly recalled the scenes that appeared in his mind from time to time, and his fingertips felt slightly warm.

He didn't do anything, but the cicada's thin wings moved.

"Meow~" moved again.The black cat stretched its curious head to watch.

The cicada flew into Yun Chan's hand and stopped.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This cicada is not alive. It uses a cicada pupa as its shell, filled with Tanghai pollen as its body, and is used as an entry-level device for cultivating Taoism." After a pause, he continued: "The cicada's wings are light and thin, easy to control, but difficult to control." It is to let the cicada's wings flap quickly. Using the cicada as a stabilizer, the purpose is to train the precise control of the fingertips."

Yun Chan nodded, and with a thought, the cicada stopped moving again.

Yuan Zhaoqing said: "But you, I noticed that you didn't use your fingertips to drive this cicada."

Yun Chan said: "The fingertips feel heat. If you want it to move, move it."

"..." Yuan Zhaoqing said, "Maybe it's your talent?"

Yun Chan was noncommittal.

The black cat scratched his trousers: "Meow~" Pretty man, let that little thing fly, I want to play!

So the cicada flew up again.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Zhaoqing felt a little unwilling. In this world, there are two things that are not easy to change. One is family background, and the other is talent.

"Since you've improved so fast, I'll go do other things." Yuan Zhaoqing said: "I see that your body is not strong, and some martial arts and body skills are not suitable to teach you now. I leave this piccolo to you."

Yun Yin took the piccolo and continued to listen to Yuan Zhaoqing: "Try to make this piccolo ring."

Yun Chan asked, "No temperament?"

Yuan Zhaoqing: "No rush."

"This piccolo is called Tingfeng, and my Changqin is called Rongyue." Yuan Zhaoqing said: "Each setter has its own use and opportunity."

"It's all about how to use them."

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Mrs. Zhang made a phone call to convey Mrs. Hua's invitation to Yun Chan.

Mrs. Hua put on exquisite makeup and greeted Yun Chan at the door, but she couldn't hide her sad face.

Something must have happened.

"Little Zen, are you here? Come in and sit down." Mrs. Hua said with a smile.

Yun Chan nodded and entered the room.

A table of fragrant dishes was placed on the table.Mrs. Zhang set up the bowls and chopsticks, "Brother, come and eat."

Yun Chan took his seat and asked bluntly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Hua paused when she picked up the chopsticks, her complexion changed slightly, but she still smiled and said, "Let's eat first."

Mrs. Zhang saw the slight change in Madam's expression, felt a little sad, and went to the kitchen to avoid it.

"Eat this, Xiao Chuan usually likes sour food the most!" Mrs. Hua added food to Yun Chan: "You eat more!"

Mrs. Hua said casually, "Xiao Chuan, Yi is just a good boy. He knew to set his favorite ambition since he was a child, and he has put in a lot of hard work. He went to the military academy, which is what everyone expects."

Yun Chan was silent.

"I heard that he broke up with you because of this matter." Mrs. Hua smiled: "That child will not speak soft words."

"Auntie, I hope you don't take this matter to heart. After all, you were still a child." Mrs. Hua continued: "It's just that the profession of a soldier has certain risks, and he is so good. , I can't let it go. This time, I don't know when his mission will be finished."

Mrs. Hua took Yun Chan's hand, "Promise Auntie, when Xiao Chuan comes back, you must take good care of him, ah."

Yun Chan nodded, letting Mrs. Hua hold her hand.

"Are you worried that Hua Qingchuan won't come back?"

Mrs. Hua's smile paused, and she picked up another chopstick for him: "He will come back."

There was determination and reluctance in her eyes.

Afterwards, Yunchan called Mrs. Zhang to ask Mrs. Hua what happened recently.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhang cried after saying a few words, "Ma'am, for some reason, every word she says seems to be explaining the funeral."

"Specifically, why?" Yun Chan asked with a frown.

"I don't know. Ma'am, she didn't tell me, but she left me a severance package."

......

Yun Chan still remembered the last contact with Hua Qingchuan.

He said he was going on a mission, and it was a bit of an evil mission.

evil door...

Could it be some mission about ghosts?

Yun Chan sent an email to Hei Ke and asked him what task Hua Qingchuan was going to perform.

Hei Ke replied: It's a bit complicated, and the things and people involved are a bit wide.If he can come back alive, it will be his fate.

Yun Chan shook his fingertips while checking the email, but he didn't expect Hei Ke to give such a reply.Last time, Hei Ke also said that at least Hua Qingchuan could come back alive.But this time, they gave completely different answers, among them, why?

When asked again, Hei Ke said it was a secret, and even he couldn't say it casually.

Turning off the lights to sleep at night, the memory fragments in Yun Chan's sleep began to emerge again.

The big black cat lay motionless on the man's robe, and even the big carp that could eat several at a meal couldn't wake it up.The man finally stopped being silent. He placed the black cat in a Taoist temple and left.

Looking at the back of the man leaving in his dream, Yun Chan felt a little strange in his heart.

He wanted to catch up to see what the man looked like.

The man turned around suddenly.Just when Yun Chan thought he could see the true face, the fog in front of him couldn't be cleared.

The terrifying appearance of the single-eyed old dog exuding black energy suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Yun Chan immediately woke up from his dream and sat up from the bed.

An old voice came to mind: "Brother, have you been haunted?" There was an undisguised chuckle in that voice.

Yun Chan turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, it was the old dog Yan.

I heard him laugh twice again, and there seemed to be some unknown hatred in his voice: "So it's you...you really have nowhere to go..."

Suddenly there were two more dog barks in the room, Yun Chan looked down and saw that the one standing beside Old Gou Yan was the black dog who pulled the door out of thin air for Old Gou Yan that day.

The black dog stared at Yun Chan covetously, growling something in his throat, as if he was ready to bite Yun Chan's neck off.

The old dog Yan patted the black dog's neck: "Be quiet for a while."

The black dog got down on the ground and really quieted down.

Yun Chan said: "Why is there no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes?"

Old Dog Yan said with a smile: "Just now, I entered your dreamland, guess who I saw?"

"Dream?" Yun Chan didn't believe it, although he did see Yan Laogou in the dream.

At this moment, he thought of Yuan Zhaoqing who was sleeping in the living room. The old dog Yan came, and he couldn't be silent.

"Get out of the way." Yun Chan said coldly.

Yan Laogou sneered: "That boy Xinmang who plays the piano is still unable to wake up for the time being. Don't worry, his life is not in danger."

Yun Chan hugged the cat who was snoring while sleeping next to the pillow, and stubbornly got out of bed and went to the living room to watch.

Yan Laogou stood up, as if asking for permission.

Yuan Zhaoqing was sleeping soundly at this time, as if some kind of magic had been applied to him, no matter how Yun Chan called him, he would not wake up.

Yun Chan untied the snake biguo pendant that Yuan Zhaoyin gave him for self-defense, and tied it around Yuan Zhaoqing's neck.

"Say, why are you here?" Yun Chan turned around and asked.

Old Dog Yan replied with a smile: "Before I entered your dream, I only wanted to take your soul. But now, I have changed my mind."

"What do you want?" Yun Chan's voice was not loud, but he could hear some anger.

"Now, what I want is the life of your beloved!" After speaking, he laughed loudly, looking crazy.

Yun Chan frowned.

"why."

"Why?" Yan Laogou's facial features instantly distorted: "You actually asked me why! What a big joke! A joke!"

Seeing Yan Laogou's appearance about to go crazy, Yun Chan felt bored for some reason.

"Hua Qingchuan, don't touch him."

But Old Dog Yan said: "Remember, I am Yan Ziqing."

Yuan Zhaoqing told Yun Chan that he naturally knew the name of the old dog Yan.

"I know."

Old Dog Yan: "Hahahahaha! You just wait to collect that kid Hua Qingchuan's corpse!"

A cloud of black mist instantly filled the narrow room.

When the black mist dissipated, Yan Laogou and his black dog also disappeared.

Yun Chan was a little disturbed, and now he just wanted to know the whereabouts of Hua Qingchuan.

The author has something to say: don’t stay up late TT

It gave me a headache, the clinic doctor said it was intracranial pressure or something