cat disease

I complained in my heart, this face is not even folded when it is drenched like this.

Chongjiu roughly scanned the surrounding area. The decoration of the room does not look like an office. The living room has a sofa and TV. There are various fruits on the coffee table. There is a bunch of purple bellflowers in the vase in the middle, which is not seen in the house. Who, rather than arriving at the investigation team, is more like arriving at Yan Zijin's home.

Yan Zijin entered the room first and took out a towel and handed it to Chongjiu: "Do you want to take a shower first?"

He originally wanted to say, why does he look pitiful, but he didn't dare. He probably said that, the next second he might be lying with that corpse.

Chong Jiu didn't answer Yan Zijin's words, his eyes fell on a corner of the room: "The body is in the basement?"

Yan Zijin followed Chongjiu's gaze, the stairs to the upper floor and the stairs leading to the basement are not in the same place, and there are usually things in the basement that are not convenient for ordinary people to see, so the stairs are actually built behind a door in the northwest corner , hidden by a small wall.

Usually it is locked most of the time, and the key is kept by a special person.

"It's in the basement." Seeing that Chong Jiu didn't pick up the towel, Yan Zijin casually threw it on the shoe cabinet, "Go directly?"

Chong Jiu nodded.

The first floor of the villa is very spacious. After all, it was built for capitalists. In the early years, when the land was not as expensive as it is now, the developers unscrupulously increased the usable area here after the housing price doubled. There are not many villas built in the entire community. Too little, I want to get more wool on the rare big money who is willing to spend money.

The interior decoration is relatively warm. There are goose yellow curtains hanging on both sides of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The ground beside the window is full of green plants. The rain outside hits the glass, and the hydrangeas in the yard are trembling from being beaten. scene.Small round wooden tables are placed in the corners, and bellflowers of different colors are inserted in vases.

Passing through the hall and passing the stairs, Chong Jiu's footsteps suddenly stopped.He looked up to the direction of the second floor. The end of the stairs was empty. At a glance, he could see that the vases placed on both sides of the corridor were exactly the same as those on the first floor, even the types of flowers were exactly the same.

"What's the matter?" Yan Zijin looked sideways at Chong Jiu who suddenly didn't move, and then looked at the second floor.

Chong Jiu paused for two seconds, looked away and said, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, he took the lead and walked past Yan Zijin, and patted Yan Zijin on the shoulder as he passed by.

Yan Zijin trembled from being photographed, and stood there in a daze for a while before he could keep up with his footsteps. When he regained his composure, Chong Jiu was already standing outside the door in the northwest corner.

He glanced at the second floor for the last time, ran quickly to Chong Jiu, took out the key and inserted it into the lock.

A head popped out of the originally empty place at the stairs on the second floor. After a quick glance at the scene downstairs, it quickly shrank back, sat against the wall and whispered: "Let's go."

Another person leaned close to him, hugging his knees: "Heavenly conscience, I just came out to catch my breath."

After being thrown on the street by Chong Jiu earlier, Tai Xu stood there blankly for half an hour, until more and more people stopped around him, and some even took out their mobile phones and were thinking whether to call 120 or 110. He Only then did he regain his senses, dragging his numb legs, moving a little bit like a disability.

Fortunately, the few people in the office were more enthusiastic, and two of them were the "stuttering" he saw in the alley and the two people who kept leaning on the wall to vomit.

"Stuttering" is called Yu Xin, and the one who vomits is called Lu Jiang.

Tai Xu is new here, hearing the rumors about Chongjiu is no different from listening to Iron Man. In my heart, I instinctively have a little fear, but more curiosity. I haven’t really seen it. I can’t tell whether I believe it or not. Subconscious I think it's just an exaggerated rumor, just like when I was a child, I heard that the neighbor's grandfather could eat people.

So even though he was struggling in the morning, he obediently went to the bookstore to find someone.

After coming back for a while, a few people were bored in the office. They really didn't know what to do, so they wanted to go downstairs to get a bag of tea. Who knew that Chongjiu came in by chance.

Yu Xin was considered an old man in the organization, but every time he saw Chong Jiu, he still couldn't control his heart beating wildly, as if his heart would jump out of his throat and leave him after just a few more glances.

Lu Jiang was holding the water glass with both hands, and the little water left in it was shaken out by him tremblingly, as if he had epilepsy.

He stared blankly ahead, his lips moved up and down, not knowing what he was muttering.

"Is it really so scary?" Tai Xu was surprised by the reaction of the two people. He felt that Jiuye had nothing but a temperament that should not be entered by strangers. At least he was still guiding him in the alley at the beginning, although there were only two words .

"Nonsense!" Yu Xin calmed down his beating heart, heard Lu Jiang muttering, but couldn't hear what he said, turned around and asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Jiang seemed to be wandering in space, he didn't intend to talk to him at all, he was still muttering, Yu Xin wondered if this person was scared out of his wits.

"He is reciting Buddhist scriptures." Tai Xu leaned closer to listen, and said, "Now it has become a Bible."

The sound of footsteps downstairs had disappeared, and Yu Xin was quite courageous, and now he had returned to normal, squatting in front of Lu Jiang, grabbing his shoulders and shaking wildly, while shaking, he yelled: "Wake up, wake up! Stop dreaming! Dream again, Master Jiu will come upstairs to pick your skin!"

As soon as the word "Baopi" was pronounced, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck, illuminating the dimly lit window. There was a rumble of thunder, and the cup in Lu Jiang's hand fell to the ground. His eyes widened, and the blood all over his body seemed to be flowing At this moment, he lost his vitality, and looked at the opposite window along the stairs with a pale face.

He saw a dark figure standing there motionless among the flowers outside the window.

Chapter 6

◎Fang Wei◎

The stairs leading to the basement are very long, and there is a corner in the middle. It is rare that there is also a vase here, which reflects the delicacy in every corner.

When Chongjiu passed by, he glanced at the bellflower in the vase. The purple flowers bloomed just right, and even the bottom petals didn't show any signs of yellowing. He wanted to change them frequently.

Yan Zijin touched his nose, trying to cover up and said: "There are many little girls in the room, and they always like to do this. I want to be a caring boss, so I let them do it."

This statement is probably believed by Yan Zijin himself, who has a previous record of bringing back the hydrangeas in the entire flower market. The redundant explanation is like a stamp on himself.

Chong Jiu sneered, let Yan Zijin walk in front with red ears, and opened the basement door first.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold air rushed in, and it was two worlds from the outside.

Yan Zijin walked to one side and turned on the light. When the light came on, Chong Jiu subconsciously squinted his eyes.

The basement finally looks like an investigation team. The interior decoration is extremely simple, with a row of tables against the wall, a row of locked cabinets opposite, and a bunch of medical-related things in the cabinets directly opposite the door.

Yan Zijin took out two pairs of gloves from the cupboard and handed Chong Jiu a pair, put on a pair himself, walked to the only stage covered by a white cloth, coughed a few times, as if greeting a lying corpse .

Chongjiu didn't have these taboos, and when Yan Zijin coughed for the second time, he directly lifted the white cloth, and a face that was no longer recognizable appeared in front of the two of them with such a big face.

The face of the corpse was a little swollen from the blisters, and the facial features were squeezed together so that it was impossible to see what it looked like. It stands to reason that he just died in a puddle.

Fortunately, only the face of the corpse was swollen, not the giant view, it was the last favor for the investigation team.

Both of them are people who have seen strong winds and waves, and they have long been accustomed to this appearance.

The body still smells bad after being here for two days, and apart from the traces from the forensic autopsy, the only thing left on the body is the cat scratch wound on the arm.

Chong Jiu raised the corpse's arm, focusing on the scratches.

"Have you ever touched him here?"

Yan Zijin leaned his head over and took a look: "No, judging from the scabbing condition at that time, these wounds are not deep, and there is no need to hide any chips or the like inside, so there is no need to open them up and check again."

Chong Jiu raised his eyelids and glanced at Yan Zijin: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Yan Zijin shrugged: "What can I do with animal scratches? Take photos for investigation and forensic analysis. It is confirmed that it is a cat's claw, and the wound was a few days ago. It should have nothing to do with death. I told you when I went to the store before. , Otherwise, what do you think, hiding secrets in the body like in foreign blockbusters?"

Chong Jiu didn't bother to talk to Yan Zijin, and lightly stroked the wound with his index finger, the scabs that were close to the skin fell off little by little, and the small wounds around them turned purple, only the one in the middle looked deep.

The wound was about 5 centimeters upward from the wrist. After the blood scab fell off, the skin and flesh turned up slightly - it is estimated that the cat had to embed its entire paw in it when it started.

Chong Jiu opened the wound, and the deep part of the wound 01:30 The transparent thing passed from top to bottom, and then disappeared into the depths, at first glance, it looked like a drop of water dripped in by mistake.

Chong Jiu put his arms back on the table, palms facing up, and the wound was completely presented in front of Yan Zijin: "Is this what you said the wound was not deep?"

Yan Zijin approached, subconsciously wanting to touch his lips, but fortunately, he remembered that he was wearing gloves a second before touching, so he put his hand next to the table calmly, and moved to the wound: "What the hell, it's really not you You just drew it out to slander me on purpose?"

Chong Jiu snorted coldly, as if to say, what nonsense are you talking about.

What Yan Zijin said was indeed nonsense. Of course he knew that Chongjiu was not so boring, but he was used to talking poorly. He also knew that although Chongjiu was cold, he had a good temper. He would not beat him, and occasionally let himself go.

"Is there something wrong with this wound?" Yan Zijin looked him up and down, the blood on both sides of the wound had turned dark red, only the middle was a little lighter, it was difficult to detect without looking carefully.

Chong Jiu took off his gloves and calmed down the trash can, and leaned against the wall with his arms folded: "I can't see what it is for now, but it should..."

"It's related to water." Before Chong Jiu finished speaking, Yan Zijin was the first to fill in.

Chong Jiu nodded.

Yan Zijin: "The inside of the corpse was messed up. Originally, I guessed that there would be ghosts eating people or something, but cannibalism won't make things like that, making dumplings?"

Chong Jiu was silent, suddenly he was a little curious about how Yan Zijin usually ate.

Yan Zijin still cared about himself and said, "Besides, spirits can get into people's bodies so easily, unless they are bugs, but as we all know, bugs' brains are not enough to make them become spirits, so this situation is not considered."

Seeing that Yan Zijin was about to enter the state of chattering, he had a problem when thinking about things, he insisted on saying his own thoughts, and then denying himself, looking for clues that he had ignored.

Chong Jiu's body was wet and uncomfortable. Now in the air-conditioned basement, every piece of cloth on his body was as cold as ice. His own body temperature was low, and now he looked more like an iceman. If he stayed longer, he might become an ice sculpture.

He glanced at the open door, then at Yan Zijin, and for some reason remembered what Yan Zijin accused him of in the bookstore a few days ago, and he didn't leave him alone in the basement. .

Although Chongjiu is not afraid of the cold, Yan Zijin is not. The temperature in the basement is extremely low. Yan Zijin's current state cannot guarantee that he will freeze to death here.

He walked to the table, looked at his hands, regretted that he moved too fast, and should have thrown the glove later, then pinched Yan Zijin's wrist and put it on the white cloth, and said in a stiff tone, "Cover it."

Yan Zijin was still mumbling endlessly, when Chong Jiu suddenly suppressed his hand, Bing shuddered all over his body, then subconsciously followed Chong Jiu's words and covered the body with a white cloth.

It wasn't until Chong Jiu let go of a series of movements that Yan Zijin came back to his senses, grabbed Chong Jiu's withdrawn hand with his backhand, frowned and said, "I told you to take a shower first, why is it so cold? ?”

Chong Jiu was taken aback by Yan Zijin's grab, and pulled his hand back forcefully.

"What's the wind." Chongjiu regretted why he meddled in his own business, let him just freeze to death here and forget it, "Should you go and see if you have some kind of madness."

Even so, Yan Zijin didn't realize it at all, and his eyes wandered around Chongjiu.

"Let's go, take a shower and change your clothes first, and we'll talk about other things later." He took Chong Jiu's arm and walked out, but he was thrown away by Chong Jiu just after taking two steps.

"What are you crazy about?" Chong Jiu patted his wrinkled sleeves, "You took the wrong medicine or you were bent over by an evil spirit."

Yan Zijin frowned deeply, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line, as if Chong Jiu had really done something rebellious and immoral, which made him put on such a heartbroken expression.

Chongjiu was a little unsure of what Yan Zijin was thinking, and if he didn't understand, he didn't want to get too entangled. He walked out with his long legs, and when he passed by Yan Zijin, he left a sentence indifferently: "Are you Forget, I am a ghost."

It wasn't until Chongjiu walked to the side of the platycodon flower that he heard the sound of the door closing downstairs.

He didn't stop, stepping on the steps step by step.

After walking up the last step, Yan Zijin quickened his pace to follow, holding Chongjiu's shoulders: "Wait a minute, I'll lock the door first, if any cat or dog gets in here, it will freeze to death."

Chong Jiu: "..."

It couldn't be more obvious who the word cat refers to, and he once again regretted not letting Yan Zijin stay inside, freezing into a cat or a dog.

A small door separated the two worlds inside and outside, and when he returned to the room, Chongjiu's sticky clothes were even more uncomfortable. With a dark face, he shook off the hands on his shoulders, and wanted to go back to the store to change clothes first. other things.

However, Yan Zijin played the word "no eyesight" to the fullest, and locked the door very quickly. Before Chong Jiu could dodge and run away, Yan Zijin grabbed his wrist swiftly.

"Don't leave in a hurry, I have something to tell you." Yan Zijin's voice paused, there were rustling voices in the living room, and someone was holding their throats and didn't know what to say.

The door and stairs in the basement were covered by a small wall, so it was hard to see what was going on in the living room, but it was estimated that it was no longer as empty as before.

Yan Zijin was the first to let go after hearing the sound. Although he was sometimes out of tune, he still had his sense of proportion, especially if the other party was Chong Jiu. Like flowers and leaves.

Lu Jiang is afraid of two things in this world, one is ghosts, and the other is Jiu Ye, not to mention Lu Jiang, it is estimated that no one in the investigation team is not afraid of Jiu Ye.

The former still has the heart to run for his life after seeing it, while the latter basically can only lie limp on the ground and wait to die.

There are actually not many rumors about Master Jiu, but before he assumed the position, he directly stripped the soul of his predecessor, crushed it into pieces, and threw it into the River of Forgetfulness to feed the fish.

Who is the first store manager of the bookstore? He is a true god born from nature. The only god in the world who can see and touch is much more real than Nuwa Kuafu. Compared with them, he is indeed a bit insignificant, but he would rather believe that the rumors are true, and stay away from evil spirits to save his life, which is better than risking his life to verify the rumors.

He is just a special ordinary person, if his soul is stripped, he will feel chills down his spine just thinking about it.

He was terrified, but there was one beside him who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and the other didn't understand anything, and another one was just standing outside the window and was scary.

Yu Xin dragged Tai Xu and Lu Jiang to the first floor, poked his head to confirm that their boss had taken Master Jiu to the basement, and then went to the living room in peace.

He first went to the bathroom to get a towel, and when he returned to the living room, the door was just closed, so he passed the towel at the entrance: "I don't even bring an umbrella when I go out."

The face of the person who entered the door was a little pale because of the rain, a small drop of water was hanging from the tip of his nose, his eyes were slender, and the ends of the eyes were gathered into a thread into the hanging hair.His eyes were undoubtedly beautiful, but his other facial features seemed too mediocre, so that after his hair was wet by the rain and half covered his eyes, his temperament dropped a lot.

He took the towel and wiped his hair, took out a pair of shoes from the shoe cabinet at the side and changed them on: "I didn't expect it to rain so heavily suddenly, if I knew it, I wouldn't go out. What's wrong with him?"

Yu Xin looked back: "The string in his head was cut by you."

Lu Jiang was curling up on the sofa with an empty cup in both hands, staring dully at the tea table in front of him, while Tai Xu was holding a kettle and was gesturing to pour water into the cup, but he was afraid of scalding someone, so he carried the kettle Wandering in front of Lu Jiang as if to give him a hot bath.

Yu Xin shook his head and sighed, walked in front of Lu Jiang, and slapped him on the head: "Open your eyes and see, it's Fang Wei! It's not a ghost!"

Fang Wei brushed his hair and walked to the side: "Have you ever seen such a beautiful and moving ghost?"

Yu Xin glanced back.

Fang Wei has not been in the group for a long time, a few days earlier than Tai Xu, but Tai Xu found a companion.

As a newcomer, Tai Xu was in awe of his seniors, and was always a little apprehensive in the face of them, so Fang, who had just entered the door, failed to let him relax.

He rubbed against Fang Wei, tilted his head and explained in a low voice: "Just now when you were standing outside the window, it happened to be thundering. Brother Lu thought it was...that's it."

Fang Wei clicked his tongue twice, put the towel on his shoulders, without the slightest cautiousness that a newcomer should have, as if he had returned to his own home, took the kettle from Taixu and poured himself a cup of hot water, took a couple of sips and then stepped forward. Walk in square steps to the bathroom on the first floor.

He had just walked to the sofa when there was a sound from the stairs.

There are a lot of things these days, there are not many people in the villa, and there are not many people who are here permanently. Now some of them are on business trips, and some of them are fishing under the banner of business. I don’t know why. Come back and report when you're done.

Apart from the four of them, there is at most one leader who is not upright in the room.

"The leader went to the basement to study the corpse again?" Fang Wei leaned on the sofa and waited for the big leader to come out. He seemed to be a good employee who respected and loved his boss, but the light from the end of his eyes was full of anxiety, as if in this sentence Every word is tinged with sarcasm.

Before Tai Xu had time to say that he was not alone, two figures had appeared in front of his eyes.

Lu Jiang, who was stiff while holding the cup, rolled his eyes and passed out when he heard the sound.

Yu Xin stood up abruptly, and stood up straight with a well-trained soldier, only to salute and report.

Fang Weishi wiped the drops of water that had just gathered on his chin with two fingers, looked past Yan Zijin who came out first, looked at the other person, and said in the same tone just now: "Hey, where did the leader come from?" Kidnapped a beauty?"

The author says:

On, how to offend a cat

Fang Wei: Nonsense, I'm obviously praising my kitten!

Chapter 7

◎My cat◎

Yan Zijin never expected such a scene when he came out of the basement. He looked at several people in the living room in confusion. One of them was unknown, one was frozen to a log, one was cowardly to death, and one...

Yan Zijin broke into a cold sweat secretly, how could he forget this ancestor.

Sure enough, after he noticed someone standing beside the sofa, before he could pull Chong Jiu away, the last thing he wanted to face happened.

Fang Wei didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, and flirtatiously raised the bangs hanging from his forehead: "Why is the beauty so pale, her clothes and hair are still wet, the leader can't abuse her even if she exploits the labor force."

Yan Zi Jinsheng held his forehead resignedly, and calmly took two steps back, pretending to be dead.

He doesn't know, he doesn't know anything.

Not to mention that Chongjiu has been the owner of the bookstore for so many years, there are not many people who can talk to him, let alone say such a thing in front of him, no one dares to borrow ten courage--Yan Zijin is at most occasionally absent Tune, not too presumptuous.

How bad his reputation is, Chong Jiu has more than anyone else, whoever is not afraid of death dares to dance in front of him, and now he has gained insight.

Sure enough, after living for a long time, anyone can see it.

Although this kind of scene is not common, Chongjiu is an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, so such a small disturbance will not make him lose his sense of proportion.

He didn't even change his eyes, he just stared at the flower peacock without knowing its importance.

"Flower Peacock" raised the end of his eyes, and his eyes dimmed the surrounding light a bit. He walked up to Chong Jiu with a smile, and carried the towel on Chong Jiu's shoulders: "My name is Fang Wei, I don't know what the newcomer calls it?"

Chong Jiu squinted his eyes. For some reason, seeing this man who claimed to be Fang Wei felt a sense of familiarity. This familiarity made him want to go forward and pluck the hair of "Flower Peacock".

This impulse intensified after Fang Wei, he had to suppress the thought of blood splashing on the spot, ignoring that there was an extra towel on his body that was stained with Fang Wei's smell.

The surrounding air was getting colder and colder, Yan Zijin shivered solidly, seeing that Fang Wei was going further and further on the road to death, he was afraid that Master Jiu would lose his temper on the spot, so he hurried out to smooth things over before it was irreversible.

"Fang Wei! Pack up quickly and go upstairs to write your report, and you won't be allowed to leave work until you finish!" The tone seemed to be reprimanding, and anyone could tell that he lacked confidence.

Chongjiu took down the towel and threw it into Yan Zijin's arms, but his eyes kept staring at Fang Wei. The second before Yan Zijin's whole body became more and more tense, and his hands and feet were about to cramp, he walked past Fang Wei. No words were spoken.

Yan Zijin looked at Chong Jiu's back with relief, but when he looked back, he saw that there was a little playful smile in Fang Wei's eyes, and the coldness in his eyes was as cold as Chong Jiu's.

Yan Zijin's spirit, which had been a little relaxed just now, became tense again, and the moment before Chong Jiu went out, he said with extreme reluctance: "Master Jiu..."

Chong Jiu paused and turned around.

Yan Zijin glanced at Fangwei again, bit the bullet and said: "This...before you said that you wanted Taixu to connect with you, were you serious?"

Taixu, who had been trying to reduce his presence by the side, was startled when he heard the roll call. He looked at his leader resentfully, but the leader didn't accept his signal at all.

Chong Jiu turned around: "What?"

Although he didn't know why he asked a kid who couldn't speak well to connect with him by accident, but the words had already been spoken, so it was nothing.

Yan Zijin coughed twice, and after receiving Fang Wei's eyes again, he had no choice but to continue to speak: "Since they are all new here, a child is afraid that I can't understand you, so I want to let Fang Wei and Tai Xu followed you together, and you don't have a mobile phone, so it's convenient for them to follow you to get in touch."

When Yan Zijin said the word "newcomer", Chongjiu guessed that there would be some good words behind, and it was not only not good words, but also jumped on Chongjiu's nerves.

Is it possible that this party has special abilities, or is it possible that brain damage is also contagious?

Chong Jiu: "No..."

Fang Wei: "It turned out to be Lord Jiu, I'm sorry, I thought it was someone newly recruited by the leader, and I wondered how such a good-looking person would be abducted by the leader, but I didn't expect... I'm really sorry, there are so many of you, don't talk to me General knowledge, please take care of me in the future.”

Chongjiu wanted to refuse without even thinking about it, but Fang Wei seemed to have guessed Chongjiu's reaction, and said all the good things about Lai first, and finally accepted this errand, which made Chongjiu, who was not good at words, only He stood at the door with a dark face.

This kind of situation is really a bit rare, it was the first time he met someone who rushed to his side.

Oh, it's not the first time, strictly speaking, it's the second time. The first time I met was already a thousand years ago, and it may still be scattered in the Wangchuan River now.

It stands to reason that Chong Jiu has always been used to being alone, no matter what people say, he has always been unambiguous in his refusal, but today for some reason, his eyes touched Fang Weihou, and he came to the mouth by a ghost "No" was replaced by other words.

"as you like."

After the words were out of his mouth, Chong Jiu realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to take them back.

He pursed his lips, his face became even more ugly, picked up the umbrella by the door, closed the door with a bang, and vented all his displeasure on the door.

Fang Wei's original serious face gradually lost control after the door closed, the corners of his eyes were raised again, and Yan Zijin's hairs stood up from the arc of his mouth.

"What do you want to do?" Yan Zijin asked Fang Wei in a low voice.

Fang Wei seemed to be in a good mood, and took back the towel that Yan Zijin had snatched from Chong Jiu and put it on his shoulder: "Don't you think the kitten is getting cuter?"

The word "little cat" gave Yan Zijin a chill: "Although I don't know what the original 'little cat' looked like, I only know that this one accidentally scratched your face with blood."

Fang Wei touched his chin with great interest: "This is what makes it interesting."

Yan Zijin: "Forget it, I just wanted him to take a bath, his expression seemed to eat me up, I can't stand it."

"What does my cat have to do with you?" Fang Wei glanced at the entrance for the last time, then turned and went up to the second floor.

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with me. Didn't I care more for your sake?" Yan Zijin quickly took two steps to follow, "Master Jiu said his cat was lost."

"What on earth are you thinking?" He lowered his voice, and when he said this, he carefully glanced at the three remaining statues in the living room, making sure that they were still frozen and did not follow before he continued, "You guys before I'm not very clear about the grievances and grievances, after all, you can't believe all the rumors, but if you come up, let me arrange you to be by his side, and you have to let me know exactly what you want to do."

Fang Wei: "No arrangement."

Yan Zijin: "Are you fooling a ghost?"

Fang Wei raised the corner of his mouth, and the rainwater flowed down his forehead and stopped at the end of his eyes, with a bit of coquettishness: "Is this what you expected?"

Yan Zijin couldn't remember how many times he shivered for a while. He didn't want to become a ghost, so he decided to keep his mouth shut for the time being because he valued life.

The two went up to the second floor in tandem, and as soon as they reached the stairs, two of the sculptures downstairs finally came alive.

Tai Xu trotted to the front of the stairs as a named tool man and shouted: "Leader, I still have to follow... Master Jiu?"

Yan Zijin changed into a leader with the seriousness he should have, turned around and stared at the newcomer condescendingly, and said solemnly: "You heard what I said just now, the main task during this period is to follow Master Jiu, so that we can pass on the message between the two sides."

Tai Xu's expression suddenly collapsed, and his intuition told him that this was definitely not a good job.

"Am I with Brother Fang?"

"Together."

"Starting tomorrow?"

"Now." Another voice was inserted in the question and answer between the two.

Yan Zijin and Tai Xu set their eyes on Fang Wei at the same time.

Fang Wei put on a particularly gentle expression, even the corners of his mouth were perfectly curved, and the fluorescent lamp above his head cast a soft light on his body. At this moment, Tai Xu unconsciously gave birth to two words - angel.

Fang Angel: "I just said something rude to Master Jiu. I really should come to apologize. It would be more sincere to go there immediately. Moreover, Master Jiu left in a hurry and still has some information to report."

Fang Wei's serious appearance really convinced Tai Xu.

Yan Zijin moved closer to Fang Wei, tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "What exactly do you want?"

"Apologize at the door."

"Speak the truth."

"Where am I not serious?"

After speaking, Fang Wei turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Yan Zijin looked at the gradually walking away figure, then turned his head to look at the silly new employees downstairs, and suddenly realized that his stable life might be coming to an end.

The fool downstairs has nothing to do, he walked quickly into the corridor: "Aren't you going to Master Jiu, why are you going now?"

Fang Wei didn't turn his head back and said: "Take a bath and change clothes."

Yan Zijin: "..."

After Chongjiu left Long'an Imperial Garden, he walked to the door of the bookstore without an umbrella. The bustling city center had become deserted because of the rain, and the reflection of the street lamps in the accumulated puddles looked lonely.

Pushing open the store door, the familiar air-conditioning blows in, and the bell on the door is silent.

Chongjiu didn't change his clothes after entering the door, and sat wet on the rattan chair in the corner, watching the rainwater beating on the hydrangea leaves outside the window, even through the window, he could still hear the pattering sound.

From time to time, a bell rang at the door, and a book rose into the air and disappeared into the bookshelf.

Chong Jiu sat on the chair like this for about half an hour before he got up and went to the back room.

The back of the bookstore was his resting place except for a door that couldn't be easily opened, which was closed to Huang Quan. It wasn't that big, but enough for Chong Jiu.

After he went to the shower room to wash off the smelly rainwater, he took out a set of clothes of similar style to change into. When he came out from the back, he found two people already standing in the shop.

Before Chong Jiu could speak, a person in front of the counter said firstly, "Master Jiu, you are here. I thought it was a coincidence that we came, and you have already gone out."

Fang Wei spoke with a smile, although the address was the same as the others, but for some reason, it always sounded a bit teasing.

Chongjiu's mood that had just improved was clouded again, and he looked at the uninvited guest and said two words: "Get out."

The author says:

Chongjiu: My cat is lost.

Fang Wei: It's okay, my cat is not lost, it's just a little fierce.

Chongjiu: ...

Chapter 8

◎Enter the house◎

It stands to reason that he is the owner of this bookstore, and he is inextricably connected with him when he enters and exits the store. He even knows the sawdust falling on the wooden door. of.

"Master Jiu, don't be angry. The leader ordered us to follow you. If you go back like this, you will probably be fired. You may starve to death in your own home in a few days." Speaking of this, Fang Wei wiped the corners of his eyes, "We will meet next time , I and Taixu only have two skeletons left, standing in front of you, do you really want to see us like this?"

Tai Xu leaned half of her body against the wall next to the counter, trying to minimize her presence.

Although he didn't know what this store was for, the air-conditioning made him unconsciously afraid when he entered the door, so much so that after seeing Chong Jiu, he felt a sense of intimacy.

In fact, they had just entered the store. Tai Xu wanted to leave when he knocked on the door and didn’t hear a response. As a result, Fang Wei didn’t care whether there was any response. After knocking twice, he pushed the door and entered. Tai Xu wanted to hold Fang Wei. It was too late, so they followed the trend and entered the store together.

The bookstore is even darker at night, and the huge bookshelves stand up straight like monsters.

Tai Xu stood at the door and looked at the room with his mouth wide open: "This..."

Fang Wei: "Bookshelf, haven't you seen it?"

"No, I've never seen such a big one..." Of course Tai Xu has seen bookshelves. He often went to the library when he was in school, but the bookshelves in the library are only about two meters high, and the bookshelves here are about three ordinary bookshelves in height.

The dim light in the room was shining all around, and it was hard to see what was written on the spine of the book. The scattered bookshelves gave people the illusion that there was something hidden.

Taixu didn't dare to walk around, and didn't dare to stay too far away from Fang Wei, but fortunately, Fang Wei just stood in front of the counter, playing with the water glass at the corner of the table.

Tai Xu stood against the wall tremblingly, all the ghost movies he had seen before flashed in front of his eyes at this moment, as if a bloody female ghost would rush out of the shadows the next moment and bite off his head.

The environment of the bookstore is really weird. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Chongjiu to come out from the back room. Taixu had never looked forward to Lord Jiu like this moment, as if Chongjiu was some kind of heavenly soldier who slays demons and demons.

After all, there were rumors about Chongjiu, so he must be very powerful.

Chong Jiu didn't know that his frightening rumors had become Tai Xu's sustenance at this moment, and even because of Chong Jiu's appearance, he felt a sense of security.

Just as he felt a sense of security, he was frightened back by Fang Wei's words.

Fang Wei probably didn't know how to write when he was afraid of words in his life. After pretending to be pitiful, he pulled Tai Xu to his side and pointed at Tai Xu's face: "Look at this kid with a sallow complexion, he just depends on this job to earn a living."

Chong Jiu has always been not good at arguing with others, and he is too lazy to argue with anyone. The only person who can talk to him is Yan Zijin, but Yan Zijin doesn't need to respond at all. We can chat for a long time, but now there is another talkative person, and I have to stay with me for a while to watch the battle.

Thinking of this, Chongjiu frowned, and regretted intervening in this matter, but when he thought of his lost cat, he decided to keep it in the flower garden when the cat came back.