Burning fire

Zhou Qizun packed a backpack as luggage. He was going on a long trip this time, but the bag was empty, and there was nothing in it.

"Could it be true that you only brought a few pairs of pants/panties?" Bai Yuxing came to deliver Zhou Qizun's meal, and looked around with his backpack.

Zhou Qizun looked at Bai Yuxing helplessly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You can't do it." Bai Yuxing's big boy got more energy, and immediately said earnestly, "Do you think spring is warm in the south? It's very rainy in Hunan, and sometimes you can't see the sun for half a month. It's cold and cold, you have to bring thick clothes."

Bai Yuxing: "There is still an umbrella, didn't you bring the umbrella?"

"..." Zhou Qizun sighed, turned around and went to find the umbrella in the closet, "I brought the clothes, and packed it in a compressed bag, it doesn't take up space, I will put the umbrella in the bag."

As he spoke, he found the umbrella and stuffed it into the backpack in front of Bai Yuxing: "Okay? Stop nagging, please, I have a headache."

Bai Yuxing blinked his eyelids twice: "Why do I think you have learned to be honest?"

If it was normal, Zhou Qizun would probably not be so obedient, not only would he complain, but he might even give him a somersault and tell him to go home and hug his wife, don't worry about it.

Since Jiang Liu was gone, Zhou Qizun seemed to be... a bit like a person...

"Why are you so annoying?" Zhou Qizun wrinkled his face, and brought the air-dried clay rabbit from the window sill, which was already packed.

——The previous order is finally finished.

He handed the item to Bai Yuxing: "Send it for me according to the address on the list."

Bai Yuxing took it over: "You've only taken this order in a while, it's not enough to fit your teeth... Do you have money to go to Jishou? How about I get you some? Your sister-in-law still said today. …”

"Brother, it's almost done." Zhou Qizun frowned impatiently, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and said with a puff of white mist, "There is still some dregs left in my father's coffin, and I will eat you again when the dregs are gone." of."

"..." Bai Yuxing had nothing to say, and finally choked on the smoke and walked away.

It was only after Bai Yuxing left that Zhou Qizun found peace. He finished smoking a cigarette, pinched the end of the cigarette, turned around and went under the pillow to find the blood jade finger wrench that had been passed down in his family.

Speaking of Zhou Yunheng's coffin, there was a lot of money left for Zhou Qizun, but basically all of it was lost, and only this blood jade finger was left, which was still intact.

Zhou Qizun picked it up and looked at it.He is used to taking a look at it every now and then.This time I went to Jishou for Zhou Yi, so he wanted to take a look at it even more, not only to look at it, but also to take it with him.

"Dad, Mom, if you have spirits in heaven... there must be souls." Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue, "A few years ago, I didn't believe in ghosts."

"Anyway, if you are worried that Xiao Yi has not yet been reincarnated, you should find a way to protect her." Zhou Qizun said.

It was really not like something he could say, especially to a finger wrench.What a fool.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qizun was stunned for a while, then put his fingers in his pocket.With this push, my hand slipped accidentally, and my finger almost fell off the ground.

Zhou Qizun exhaled, took another cigarette, and he didn't realize until this time when he lit the cigarette—his fingers were shaking.

In the final analysis, he was holding on to his face, but in fact he was very nervous.It's more tense than the moment when you just shoot with the enemy and live on the line of death.This nervousness is like a guillotine with a curled blade, chopping his internal organs with a click.

In the past eight years, Zhou Qizun has been a blind man who has been fooled by fate, but he has always worked tirelessly to catch that little bit of hope, or... despair.

This time, this time...

Thinking about it, Zhou Qizun felt a burst of physical nausea.He had a stomach ache and a pain all over his body.

"Meow--"

Zhou Qizun held a cigarette in his mouth, pressed his stomach, turned his head following the meowing of the cat, and saw the girl squatting on the bedside table, her graceful posture with her elongated neck, like a noble lady among cats sitting upright.

Zhou Qizun walked over and looked at the girl with drooping eyelids: "I'm going on a long trip, and it will take a few days to come back. You can go wandering."

Zhou Qizun: "But I put expired biscuits on the window sill, and the window is open for you, so you can come in and eat whatever you want. I also don't close the door of the bedroom on the second floor. If you don't like wandering, you can sleep on the bed and sofa .”

He was biting the end of his cigarette and talking, his lips trembled a few times, and the ash fell down, covering the head of the girl of spades.

The girl was blinded by the smoke, and let out an aggrieved and tired moaning sound, constantly scratching her head with her claws.

Zhou Qizun looked at the white soot on the black head, snorted it a few times with his hand, then pinched one of the girl's ears and rubbed it: "Wait for me at home, and wish me the best of luck."

"Let go of my ears!" the spade girl growled inwardly.But it froze as soon as it finished roaring.

It meets Zhou Qizun's eyes...---that look is hard to say, something is wrong.

Spade felt that Zhou Qizun didn't rub his ears too hard, and the warm and rough fingertips were even soft, which was actually quite comfortable...

Spade was stunned: "What happened to Zhou Qizun?"

Spade hesitated for a moment, rubbed his head against the back of Zhou Qizun's hand, and let out a long "meow".

——Don't worry, adults will accompany you.My family is amazing, and I like you very much.

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At 03:30 in the afternoon, Zhou Qizun entered the airport with his bag on his back, and when he was queuing up to print his boarding pass, he turned his head inadvertently, his eyes widened.

Zhou Qizun never thought that he would meet Zhang Jueming at the airport.

"Zhang Jueming?" Zhou Qizun was taken aback, then looked down at his watch.

When there was enough time, he simply stepped out, gave up the reserved position, and went to stand with Zhang Jueming at the end of the line: "Why do you..."

Zhang Jueming was also carrying a bag on his back, and those who came to the airport to line up with backpacks must be flying.Asking "why are you here" is like an idiot.

Zhou Qizun didn't go crazy, but Zhang Jueming did.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jueming tried his best to act out the encounter, "Are you going away?"

Looking at Zhou Qizun up close, it can be seen that he has not had a good rest these days, it must be because his mind is too heavy and he has relaxed a little.

Probably because Zhang Jueming had too many surprises. Anyway, meeting him at the airport is better than him suddenly flying into the window on the fifth floor.

Zhou Qizun had been terrified by Zhang Jueming time and time again, and now he was no longer surprised: "Well, it's a private matter, I'm flying to Changsha this time."

There were so many people around, probably because he was afraid of being overheard, Zhou Qizun specially approached Zhang Jueming, and said in a low voice, "Where are you flying? Mountain ghosts also want to fly?"

"I..." Zhou Qizun was too close, and the heat of speaking was spraying on Zhang Jueming's ears.Zhou Qizun's tone was slightly provocative, and his voice was cold.

Probably because the "mountain ghost" is a species with sharp ears and eyesight, and is too sensitive. Zhang Jueming's ears were itchy and his spine was brittle after being stimulated.

It's really time to tighten your nerves and make another knot.Zhang Jueming frowned and said, "I'm also flying to Changsha."

"Huh? What a coincidence." Zhou Qizun was taken aback, "I'm China Southern Airlines CZ6768, and you are too?"

"...Hmm." Zhang Jueming frowned, "What a coincidence."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhou Qizun narrowed his eyes and nodded after a while: "All right, but my destination is not Changsha, I'm going to Jishou from Changsha."

Zhang Jueming opened his mouth and didn't say much.The plane is too obvious, as long as it is on the way, it is easy to be spotted by Zhou Qizun, it is better to be upright and neat.

The train is different, the train has many carriages, and there are so many people in each carriage, it is easier to secretly follow Zhou Qizun.He was going to play it by ear when the time came.For now, it's better to say less.

"..." Zhou Qizun looked at Zhang Jueming with a bad expression.

However, Zhang Jueming often has a bad complexion. His skin is fair, and he is a mountain ghost. He usually spends a lot of energy dealing with ghosts and ghosts.Anyway, every time Zhou Qizun looked at him, he always looked sickly.

Pale skin, pale lips...a pair of eyes are still watery, like two puddles of clear spring water, ready to sway when the breeze blows...

"Zhou Qizun?"

"Ah." Zhou Qizun realized that he had been looking at Zhang Jueming for a long time, so he turned his eyes sideways.

A glance from the corner of the eye... Zhang Jueming's earlobes turned red.

Tsk.Is this a shy thing, or a big girl with a yellow flower who hasn't left her boudoir, I'm afraid I won't see it?

"I want to ask you, Jin Mingyu's dream, and that bead, do you have any clues?" Zhou Qizun pushed Zhang Jueming as the team moved forward, "Don't stand still, move forward."

Zhang Jueming took two steps forward, followed by Zhou Qizun: "You went to Changsha, has something to do with this matter? Didn't the beads be taken to Changsha by some monster..."

Zhang Jueming was silent for a while, then turned his head and pursed his lips.

His hesitating appearance is the most annoying. Zhou Qizun has always been clean and quick, and he is too hesitant to respond to others. Before Zhang Jueming opened his mouth to answer, Zhou Qizun couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, I won't ask, and neither will you." Let me get involved. Anyway, if you really want something, you will give me an explanation, right?"

Zhang Jueming blinked, seeing that Zhou Qizun was obviously unhappy, he sighed: "Zhou Qizun..."

"Hurry up, there's a lot of space ahead." Zhou Qizun simply bypassed Zhang Jueming and went to the front by himself.

Zhang Jueming stuck in place for two seconds, but because there were people lined up behind him, he hurriedly followed Zhou Qizun.

"Are you angry?" Zhang Jueming stared at the back of Zhou Qizun's head.

Zhou Qizun smiled: "What are you talking about. I don't have the capital to be angry with my benefactor."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

Zhou Qizun is good at everything, except for being unreasonable.He looks mature and stable, but in the mainland he has a typical child's temperament.

Zhang Jueming knew where Zhou Qizun's arrogance was - he didn't want to be a coward, and only picked himself out, and it wasn't enough for him to admit it.You must know that he has been helping others most of the time.

Zhou Qizun is aware of current affairs, but he has a high spirit, and he is an awkward bastard.Last time on the street, Zhou Qizun turned his head and left without saying a word, he was already having an awkward fight with Zhang Jueming.It's just that the old man lost his temper, and he was too embarrassed to play tricks, so as not to make up flower baskets that were stinky and hypocritical.

Zhang Jueming's heart softened for a moment, but it's a pity that he is stupid, and he is even more stupid with a timid mouth. He can't coax people with nice words, and he just said firmly: "I am thinking about your safety."

"I know." Zhou Qizun licked his tongue, then sighed, his back turned to Zhang Jueming, and whispered to himself, "But I can't care about those messes now."

"It's okay, you have your own position, I'll listen to you first." Zhou Qizun took another step forward as he spoke, and it happened to be his turn to choose a seat.

Zhou Qizun turned his head, glanced at Zhang Jueming, and asked casually, "Have you selected your seat in advance?"

"No."

Zhou Qizun: "Do you like the front row or the back row?"

"Back row." Zhang Jueming was stunned for a moment, but did not react.

"Would you like to sit by the window?" Zhou Qizun asked again, pointing his finger at the self-check-in device.

"Well, it's all right..." Zhang Jueming watched Zhou Qizun choose a seat, he chose a seat near the aisle, and there happened to be a seat next to the window.

"...Shall we sit together?" Zhang Jueming asked carefully.

"..." Zhou Qizun twisted his neck and was speechless, "Don't we know each other? If we meet, we should sit separately?"

"I know each other, sit together and never separate." Zhang Jueming's mouth was too honest, and the truth subconsciously came out bald.He spoke in a hurry, speaking at a slightly faster speed, and even mentioned it with his heartbeat.

"I found out that you are really..." Zhou Qizun took his boarding pass and gave up his seat to Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming lowered his head and didn't look at Zhou Qizun. He obediently chose the seat next to Zhou Qizun, and then asked softly, "What about me?"

Zhou Qizun snorted, and groaned strangely: "Petty, it's hard to deal with."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

After being scolded, he was soft-hearted and warm-hearted.Zhang Jueming is indeed a petty man, he has no prospects for Ding Maoer, and he has been blind for nothing in this life.