Burning fire

"...It's past eight o'clock?" Zhou Qizun paused, then stuffed his finger back into his pocket.

I really didn't expect him to be able to slap this face, and he really slept for more than three hours...

Zhou Qizun rubbed his chin: "I actually slept for so long."

Zhang Jueming: "Well. You are probably too tired and slept soundly."

The surrounding passengers are very quiet, and they are not good at talking loudly.Zhou Qizun lowered his voice, and asked Zhang Jueming, "Isn't it because of your fascinated fragrance?"

Zhou Qizun remembered how he fell asleep—smelling the fragrance of Zhang Jueming's body, he suddenly lost his strength and fell asleep.In an instant, the line of defense collapsed, and the guards all over his body were completely dissipated, and he couldn't hang on with any strength.

"It's not some ecstasy incense." Zhang Jueming was a little helpless and embarrassed, he squeezed his shoulder without showing any signs, "It's the aura of mountain ghosts, most people can rarely smell it, but it's nothing to smell it Harm."

Zhou Qizun moved his nose deliberately, and moved closer to Zhang Jueming, sure enough, he could still smell it.This is a taste that cannot be produced by any chemical formula.Pure, far-reaching, a brain arch from the nasal cavity to the heart.

"I smelled it the first time I bumped into you." Zhou Qizun said, "So, it's a good thing?"

Zhang Jueming was inexplicably choked, like a soft fluff stuck in his throat, itching.He whispered, "That's right."

"That's it."

Zhou Qizun recalled that every time he smelled this fragrance, it made people feel comfortable and at ease, and he would relax unconsciously.

Zhou Qizun frowned and thought about it—the spiritual fragrance of the mountain ghost, the strange dream, the white-haired old man in the dream, the blood jade finger...

The last time he dreamed about the old man and Finger Pulling, Zhang Jueming was not by his side, so this strange dream had nothing to do with Zhang Jueming.

So why?Could it be that like Jin Mingyu, his dream has been tampered with?But how to explain the wrench?

Zhou Qizun touched the wrench in his pocket again, after a while, the jade had lost its residual heat and became slightly cold.

How strange.Could it be that his family's ancestral finger puller is still some weird thing?Do you want to... show Zhang Jueming the wrench?

Zhou Qizun couldn't think of a clue, his head hurt.He rubbed his temples, turned his face to stare at Zhang Jueming, and said in his heart, "Do you want to ask him?"

"Headache? Are you uncomfortable?" Seeing Zhou Qizun holding his head, Zhang Jueming tensed up.

Zhou Qizun's eyes adapted to the surrounding brightness, and he was able to see Zhang Jueming clearly.Judging by Zhang Jueming's expression, it seems that he didn't know anything about his dream just now.

But not necessarily.After all, Zhang Jueming was indeed extraordinary.

He is a mountain ghost, and his acting skills are superb even when he is pretending to be dizzy in Xiaotai Mountain. Zhou Qizun is convinced.But after getting along, it is not difficult to find Zhang Jueming's sincere and docile side.

Is it a big marshmallow, or is it pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Zhou Qizun was full of doubts, and he was very shocked.The strangeness again and again gave him a bad feeling. ——something is coming.Something evil wanted to entangle him nonsensically.

Zhou Qizun remained silent for a long time, Zhang Jueming became anxious, and boldly pulled Zhou Qizun's arm to pulse his pulse.

——The heart pulse is stable, under my nose, there should be no mistakes.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"I don't want to doubt my savior again and again." Zhou Qizun said heartily.He glanced at Zhang Jueming again.

Zhang Jueming's profile is also very good-looking, the lines have a kind of beauty of hardness and softness, every ups and downs seem to have been carefully carved, no more, no less, as delicate as a work of art.

"Looking like this, it would be a pity to be a little liar with ulterior motives." Zhou Qizun thought again.

"It's okay, I'm just sleepy, and I'll get better slowly." Zhou Qizun said, he leaned back in the chair firmly, and pulled his arm out of Zhang Jueming's hand.

Suddenly Zhang Jueming's palm was empty, he paused, knowing that he had crossed the line again, he could only obediently put his hands behind his back to hide, as if he had made a mistake and had to quickly hide the evidence.

The two had their own thoughts, and neither of them spoke again until the plane landed.

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When the plane landed, a group of people lined up to get off the plane. When they got out of the hatch, the stewardess in front of the door glanced at Zhang Jueming and then at Zhou Qizun, smiling very heartily.

Zhou Qizun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand why the big girl was so happy, he almost laughed like a peony flower, but Zhang Jueming, he lowered his eyelids, he couldn't see much, he could only stare at the toe of his shoe.

The air in the south is much more humid than in the north, and even the night wind is moist. Zhou Qizun's face was moistened by the blowing, and he suddenly felt full of energy.

The sleep on the plane just now, although the dream was weird, did give him a lot of energy.

Jiang Liu was killed, got involved with demons and ghosts, coupled with Zhou Yi's news, Zhou Qizun has been sleepy lately, the quality of his sleep has deteriorated greatly, and his face is almost darker than the girl's hairy face.

Thanks to this sleep, Zhang Jueming's "Ecstasy Fragrance" made him feel at ease, and now his limbs and bones are all clear, as if the two veins of Ren and Du have been opened.

The two left the airport hall and stood by the side of the road.

Zhou Qizun stretched his waist, took a breath of cool wind, and made his mouth and nose wet: "I have to catch the train tomorrow morning, so I have to find a hotel nearby to rest."

He asked Zhang Jueming, "How are you going?"

Naturally, Zhou Qizun went wherever Zhang Jueming went.Anyway, he was going to follow Zhou Qizun.Zhang Jueming didn't think much about it at all, he just planned to go and guard near the hotel where Zhou Qizun was staying.

But at present, Zhou Qizun did not book a hotel in advance.

"I'm also going to the city, and I'm going to find a place to stay first." Zhang Jueming said, he paused, "Maybe we can still go along the way."

Zhou Qizun checked his phone: "The train station is in Furong District, I'm going to Furong District, okay?"

"Well, I'll just go to the city." Zhang Jueming said.

Zhou Qizun glanced at him sideways, nodded: "Okay, then let's take a car and go."

"it is good."

The two went to wait in line for the taxi, and after waiting for about seven or eight minutes, it was finally their turn to get on the bus.

"Master, go to Furong District and find a hotel near the train station." Zhou Qizun got on the co-pilot, closed the door and said.

driver:"......"

Zhang Jueming was left alone in the back seat, and he smiled helplessly after hearing Zhou Qizun's words.

I really don't know whether to say that he is careless or careless, how can anyone report the location to the driver like him, and the driver will be dumbfounded when he puts down the words like this.

There are three, six, and nine grades of hotels. There are three-star and five-star hotels, and there are more than a dozen beds, which can't be reached by half a star. Who knows which one he will go to?

"What kind of hotel do you want to go to?" The driver really asked.He spoke a standard Suppo, and after one sentence, the ending sound rose slightly.

"It's about the same, it's normal, it doesn't need to be too good." Zhou Qizun turned his head and asked Zhang Jueming, "Is it okay?"

Zhang Jueming was stunned for a moment, the lights inside the car were dim, but the lights outside were bright.

Changsha's night is more prosperous than Changchun's. The traffic on the road is long, and the mottled lights and shadows are shining brightly, frivolously passing Zhou Qizun's face.

Zhou Qizun: "Didn't you make a reservation in advance, are you looking for a hotel to stay? The car is already in the car, why don't you come with me?"

A bright spot of light fell on the bridge of Zhou Qizun's nose, Zhang Jueming blindfolded his eyes for fear of being shaken: "Okay."

Good, good, good.

Zhou Qizun turned his face away and ignored Zhang Jueming.I'm too lazy to look at that awkward look, the little girl is acting like a pie, and she is probably autistic.

"I see you are from the north? Are you here to play?" The driver is a middle-aged uncle, very talkative, he laughed at this moment, and continued to chat with Zhou Qizun, "Why didn't you book a place in advance?"

"Do you still need to book in advance? There are so many hotels all over the street, just find one and stay." Zhou Qizun said indifferently.

"Hey, you don't understand now." The driver's eyes widened with a smile, "It may not be suitable to look for it casually. Besides, it's spring, the weather is good, Changsha is a tourist city, and similar hotels are very popular."

"Really?" Zhou Qizun hadn't thought about this yet.

"That's right. Hey, you don't come with a group, you come here by car? Where do you want to go? Have you finished the strategy?"

"In fact, the scene here is mediocre. The main reason is that there are many delicious foods. Pozi Street and Taiping Street are all delicious. The flavors are shrimp, stinky tofu, and sugar oil cakes. Yes, in the era of cooking smoke, my son likes it the most. The small fried yellow cattle..."

The enthusiastic driver completely regarded the two of them as foreigners who came to have fun, and talked aloud arbitrarily, but Zhou Qizun didn't refute a word, maybe he was too lazy to explain, maybe he didn't want to spoil the fun, he chatted with the driver as he said, and even asked There are several famous bars.

Anyway, this journey is not long or short. After getting off the car, this talkative uncle driver will never meet again.The fate of passing by is everywhere. Although it is short-lived, if we can get along well, it is also lovely and warm.

Zhang Jueming gently pressed his head against the cold car window, looked at half of Zhou Qizun's side face from behind, saw the light caressing the smile at the corner of his mouth, and heard him talking in a low voice.

This person.

Shrewd and smooth, bright and neat, honest and gentle.This lovely and respectable person, whom he likes, is completely different from him.Their journey, the final ending is parted ways, just like this taxi.Zhang Jueming knew it.

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The taxi stopped in front of a Four Seasons Hotel, and the driver took Zhou Qizun's fare: "This one is pretty good, and the price is not expensive."

"Okay, thank you master." Zhou Qizun smiled, didn't say any more nonsense, opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhang Jueming followed behind.Zhou Qizun was chatting with the driver all along the way, Zhang Jueming didn't say a few words, his presence was thinner than air.

After getting out of the car at this moment, the driver drove the car away, and the two stood at the door of the hotel smelling the exhaust, and Zhou Qizun finally took a look at Zhang Jueming, as if he just remembered that there was such a person.

Zhou Qizun asked: "Is it okay to live here?"

"It's close to the train station, which is very convenient for me." Zhou Qizun said, "Is it delaying your business?"

In the final analysis, Zhang Jueming kept silent, Zhou Qizun had no idea what he was doing in Changsha, most likely it was some crooked thing from Yaoxie.After asking Zhang Jueming, he wouldn't say much, except that he was unhappy and had nothing to do with it.

"Don't delay, here's fine." Zhang Jueming turned around and walked into the hotel door first.

Zhou Qizun touched his trouser pocket, wanting to take out a cigarette for a couple of puffs.So he took out a cigarette, lit it outside the glass door, and watched Zhang Jueming talking to the front desk.

Zhang Jueming said a few words, then suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Qizun, and met Zhou Qizun's eyes.

"Huh?" Zhou Qizun raised his eyebrows slightly, expressing doubts.

Zhang Jueming said a few more words to the girl at the front desk, then turned around and came out.He stood in front of Zhou Qizun and said: "There are no single rooms in this house, only standard rooms."

Zhang Jueming: "Change to a slightly further one?"

The uncle driver really said that it is not so easy to find a suitable room, and it is not easy to find one right.

Zhou Qizun took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring.

Zhang Jueming was choked and coughed twice in a low voice.

Zhou Qizun blinked and took a step aside to let the smoke drift in another direction: "It's okay to change."

Zhou Qizun looked up at the sky, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled at Zhang Jueming: "But it's a bit troublesome. It's already ninety o'clock, and I haven't eaten the plane meal. Now I'm so hungry that my chest is stuck to my back, so I don't think much about it." toss."

Zhou Qizun: "If you don't mind, we can also share a standard room, which will save money compared to a single room."