Burning fire

"......What’s wrong with you?"

Zhang Jueming remained silent for a long time, his expression became more and more gloomy, Zhou Qizun stared at him and couldn't help but respond.

Zhou Qizun sighed, and reached out to pick up a skewer of roasted gluten from the table and handed it to Zhang Jueming: "I repeat. Don't blame me for being too aggressive. So far, many lives have been involved. You saved me, but I didn't." Ingratitude, but it's time to figure it out, I have to figure it out first."

"I know." Zhang Jueming took the gluten, and his hands went numb.He pushed the gluten to his mouth and slowly gnawed, "This...thank you."

Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment, and looked down at his hand - there must be something wrong with his hand.

Zhou Qizun knew very well that soft-heartedness is the most taboo when asking questions, especially when asking about key points.

The interrogation in the police station has always been stern to the end, pressing every step of the way, and pouring water for the prisoner in the middle of venting his energy... That is mostly a plot in TV dramas.

People's two flaps of mouth don't understand the truth, "playing both soft and hard", often only get "not to eat soft and hard", it is really better to fight to the end.

But... Maybe Zhang Jueming's face was too ugly, or maybe it was because the grace of saving his life was too great... Anyway, Zhou Qizun just softened his heart for no reason.

After eating a bunch of gluten, Zhang Jueming took a tissue from the side to wipe his mouth.He slowly took a breath into his nostrils, the air was moist, and there was a smell of barbecue smoke and fire in it. The smell was fragrant and warm, but it made Zhang Jueming's nerves extremely tense.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Zhang Jueming asked, "At the graveyard."

Zhou Qizun nodded: "Yes, I remember. At that time, I almost fell from the mountain, but you helped me up."

"At that time, did you feel that your body was strange? Very uncomfortable?" Zhang Jueming asked again.

Zhou Qizun froze for a moment, then picked up Old Xuehua.This time he didn't drink like an old alcoholic, but took a sip slowly: "Yes."

Zhou Qizun was really smart, he immediately understood what Zhang Jueming meant, before Zhang Jueming could explain, he said first: "I was lowered at that time?"

"Xu Chunping messed with you on your shoulder." Zhang Jueming staggered his eyes and didn't look at Zhou Qizun again.

He was in vain, he felt guilty in front of Zhou Qizun, and he was not at all stubborn: "I was worried that you would be troubled again, so I kept paying attention to you."

"That's right." Zhou Qizun put down the wine bottle, and kept stroking the cold glass wall with his fingertips.

He remembered that Zhang Jueming had squeezed his shoulders hard at that time, which should have squeezed the dirt off his shoulders.

It makes sense to explain it this way.But he always vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Then when you found Yaoyao's body on the mountain, you pretended to be dizzy on purpose because you knew Jiuying was in the forest and wanted me to get out quickly?"

"I'm not sure what's in the woods, but I sensed that there was danger at the time." Zhang Jueming was telling the truth. "The situation is urgent. You won't listen to what I say. It's most natural to pretend to be dizzy."

——He pretended to be dizzy, compared to Yaoyao's corpse, Zhou Qizun had to take care of the living first and take him out.

Thinking back to this, Zhang Jueming's heart was torn apart by a good pass.His current mood is really indescribable, the frivolous and straightforward five tastes in the secular world are not enough to touch.

Zhang Jueming lowered his head and looked at the table.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Qizun suddenly felt his back itch and felt a little embarrassed.

——That day, Zhang Jueming was carried out of the woods by him.

It stands to reason that Zhou Qizun's skin is rough and fleshy, and at this age, exposed to the wind and the sun, his face can be worn as the sole of a shoe, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.Carrying and hugging is just a posture, but the person opposite made him uncomfortable, so he still coughed in a daze.

This cough made Zhang Jueming pause.Zhang Jueming finally looked up: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you."

"...All right." Zhou Qizun drank the rest of the wine in the bottle.

Zhou Qizun thought about it again: "Then do you know how I offended Xu Chunping?"

"According to what you said, she was causing trouble on my shoulder. And the night Jiuying appeared, she was the one who led me to the top of the mountain on purpose." Zhou Qizun tapped his fingers on the table twice, and asked cautiously, "Is she plotting against me?" ? Ask me to serve Jiuying as supper?"

Zhang Jueming's thoughts sank. ——Zhou Qizun is so smart, now that he gets involved, he doesn't know if he can keep many things secret, and how long he can keep it secret.

Not to mention that Zhou Yi only has his soul sealed in the Changsheng Bell, so there is absolutely no way to get involved with Zhou Qizun again.Just the five-fingered fierce claw, it is a big evil and it is difficult to deal with.Although Zhou Qizun is rational, he is full of blood. If he knows the truth, he will fight for his life.This is a mantis' arm.

Before finding out the real purpose of the opponent, Zhang Jueming must not allow Zhou Qizun to get involved any further.

Can guarantee a little, is a little.

"I don't know either." Zhang Jueming said unhurriedly, "Sometimes evil spirits harm people for no reason."

Zhou Qizun smacked the tip of his tongue.What Zhang Jueming meant was that he was unlucky, that bad luck happened to him.

Zhou Qizun thought it was weird, but Zhang Jueming's words had no obvious faults to point out, so they were still well-founded.After all, he knew very little about those things, so he could only accept Zhang Jueming's argument for now.

"Let's leave the matter in the countryside like this. Now that the explanation is clear, I'll believe you first." Zhou Qizun suddenly felt very tired, these nonsense things are so annoying.

Zhou Qizun rubbed his face vigorously, his palms were too rough, and his skin was burned: "We have to talk about Jiang Liu again."

"Bah."

A heavy bead of water suddenly fell from the head, smashing into Zhou Qizun's plump forehead.

"Hmm..." Zhou Qizun looked up at the sky and complained dissatisfiedly, "It's actually raining."

The weather is not beautiful, before the two of them finished their conversation, a thick black cloud came over their heads, and the rain just fell down unreasonably.

It had to be a sudden shower, and in just a few seconds, the raindrops became bigger and bigger and denser.The pace of pedestrians on the road became faster, some trotted, and some carried their bags to cover their heads.

The charcoal fire of the barbecue was extinguished, and the customers left in a hurry. The boss quickly closed the stall, and shouted as he tidied up: "Everyone pay the bill before leaving! Pay the bill and then leave!"

It's going to rain, birth, old age, sickness and death, demons and ghosts.Zhou Qizun felt that these were the three worst bad things in life - he couldn't deal with them either, so he could only suffer poorly.

"It seems that we have to change places." Zhou Qizun wiped off the rainwater from his face, and stroked his scalp.

His hair was stiff, and he was also tough on himself. A few strands of hair were tied up by him, the bristles poked out, and he screamed like a bird's nest that had just been dug out.

Zhang Jueming looked at him helplessly, his eyes softened little by little.

This man, why is he like this?Why is he like this... Zhang Jueming couldn't resist.Whether it's staying away or approaching, every minute, every second, even a small gesture, Zhou Qizun has the ability to make Zhang Jueming like him even more.

Fortunately, Zhou Qizun went to the boss to pay the bill as soon as he turned his head, so he didn't see Zhang Jueming's eyes right now.

If he could see how Zhang Jueming looked at him... that Zhang Jueming's lies just now, [-]% of them would not be able to stand up.

The rain dripped down the side of his face, Zhang Jueming wiped it off with his sleeve, and said in his heart, "You should cheer up."

It's impossible to go on like this, he still has to try his best to collect his filthy thoughts and hide them well.

"Zhang Jueming, do you have any money?"

Zhou Qizun's voice fell from above his head.

Zhang Jueming raised his head, his eyes were blurred by the rain, and he couldn't help blinking.

I don't know what's wrong with this man's settlement, but Zhang Jueming saw the rain on his body, and he stood in front of him with an irritable face, like a cheetah with a bad temper, embarrassed and handsome, as if the next second It's about to jump on the sky.

Zhou Qizun pointed to the boss who was busy closing the stall behind him, and said to Zhang Jueming, "I didn't bring enough cash, and my phone was dead and turned off."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

Zhou Qizun had a dull face, full of displeasure.It's unlucky that the phone is out of battery, and cash is enough, but he bought cigarettes and chocolates for Jin Mingyu before.Oh, mentioning Jin Mingyu, Zhou Qizun was holding that brat's snot paper in his hand.

——Just now Zhou Qizun went to the boss to pay the bill with his head in the rain. Not only did he not have enough money, but he also took out this thing.

Previously, he was wiping Jin Mingyu's nose on the street, but he couldn't find a trash can at that time, and then accidents happened one after another, and Zhou Qizun also forgot to throw it away, so he went around all day.

From a ball of snot paper to Jin Mingyu's crying face, and the appearance of the child in the toilet diaper/crotch...

In short, his temper grew stronger and stronger, Zhou Qizun took a big breath, and then he couldn't resist cursing in the rain.

Zhou Qizun threw out the snot paper in his hand, the paper was wet by the rain, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and fell into the trash can at the corner of the table accurately.

"Then I'll go to pay the bill, just wait a moment." Zhang Jueming stood up and walked quickly towards the boss.

Zhou Qizun sucked in his breath through his teeth, stared at Zhang Jueming's straight and lean back, but still didn't hold back, and cursed: "What a fucking inch."

.

The rain was heavier than expected.This is the first rain this year. As the saying goes, "spring rain is as expensive as oil", but this one is obviously as cheap as hogwash, and it is poured down at the price of jumping off a building.

The heavy rain was pouring down in the blink of an eye, the sky was dark, and the streets had already been watered to the point of mourning.

The traffic was also congested, the road was dark and impassable, and the bright yellow car lights kept shuttling in the rain.

Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming were like two stray dogs who got caught in the gap, they were drenched to the ground.With great difficulty, he ran to the residential area and hid in a cold and dark corridor to avoid the rain.

The sensor light on this floor is definitely menopausal, flashing back and forth, but just refuses to light up properly.

Zhou Qizun's eyes hurt from being flashed, and he stomped the sole of his foot hard, spilling water from the bottom of his shoe.It's a pity that the sensor light doesn't accept his set, and continues to flash, never tired of it.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhang Jueming took a sneak peek at Zhou Qizun in the dark, and a flash of fire shot out from his fingertips.This small ball of fire rushed into the sensor light, and then suddenly, the sensor light brightened, and the warm light was honest and honest, and it didn't flutter blindly anymore.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhou Qizun took off his wet coat, put it on the handrail of the stairs, bent over and twisted his trouser legs twice, and then took off his close-fitting shirt.

He was shirtless, with cold rain and cool wind, and goose bumps immediately appeared on his skin.Zhou Qizun twisted his shirt, and water came out with a "crash": "I really didn't expect you to have this ability. Last time I set fire to keep warm, this time even the sensor light has been repaired."

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm flame surrounded his head, like a fluffy and fluffy cloud, hovering over his head to warm him up.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"It's okay, you're all wet. If someone comes, I'll take it back to the fireball." Zhang Jueming looked away unnaturally.

Zhou Qizun swaggered bare-chested... The muscles on his body were smooth and tight, and he was full of strength. With Zhang Jueming's timid eyes, it was really hard to see.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Qizun noticed that Zhang Jueming was unnatural, so he looked at him more.

Although there were lights on, his vision was still not clear, Zhou Qizun was blindsided, he could only feel... Zhang Jueming's earlobe was a little red?Are you ashamed?Or was it dazzled by the flames?

Tsk.What's the matter with this young man?It's weird, but it's still submissive all day long.No matter how you look at it, don't worry about it.

"The sleeves of your clothes are dripping, why don't you take them off and dry them?" Zhou Qizun turned his back and went to pick up the coat on the railing and twist it again.

Zhou Qizun turned his back to Zhang Jueming, and Zhang Jueming could clearly see a large scar on his lower back.It was a burn, a scar he recognized.This was when he met Zhou Qizun for the first time...

Zhang Jueming quickly clenched his fingertips into his fist.He blamed his bold fingertips for itching and hurting, trying to touch the scar.

The coat is a bit thick, and it is troublesome to unscrew it.

Zhou Qizun didn't hear Zhang Jueming's voice behind his back, and said casually, "You'd better do it. I see that your complexion has been very bad all the time. Aren't you a flesh and blood body like me?"

Zhou Qizun shook out his clothes twice, turned his face to look at Zhang Jueming: "Flesh and blood are prone to catch cold, just this icy torrential rain, a cold and fever is enough for you to eat a pot."

There was no unnecessary expression on Zhou Qizun's face, half of his face was against the flames, and it was impossible to tell whether it was on or off.

Zhang Jueming lowered his eyebrows, his chest was hit by something soft and sharp.He said, "Okay."