Burning fire

When Zhou Qizun woke up the next day, the clinical Zhang Jueming hadn't opened his eyes yet.

The white jade bell was placed on the bedside table, at the same position and angle as before going to bed last night.

Zhou Qizun sat on the edge of the bed and emptied his head for a while. He rubbed his dry face a few times, and then took another look at Zhang Jueming.

Early in the morning, the sun was gray and was mostly blocked by the curtains. It fell thinly on Zhang Jueming's face, making that white porcelain face look lifeless.Zhang Jueming was like a lifeless handicraft, lying there quietly.

Zhou Qizun patted the back of his neck with one hand, turned his neck left and right "click" twice, stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He had to make time to catch the train, he was far less considerate than Zhang Jueming, and the faucet in the bathroom was running loudly.

Zhou Qizun specially used cold water to wash his face and brush his teeth. It took him a few minutes to finish the wash. Although the dark circles under his eyes were still thick, his brain was already sober and refreshed.

Zhou Qizun picked up his clothes and put them on, took the phone and fiddled with it a few times, then turned his head and found that Zhang Jueming had opened his eyes.

"Wake up." Zhou Qizun said, "Sorry to disturb you, I have to catch the train."

"Well, it's okay." Zhang Jueming tilted his head, with one arm draped over his eyes, as if he had just woken up and hadn't recovered yet.

He was quite relaxed at the moment, lying on the bed with two buttons on his neckline, revealing half of his delicate collarbone, and his voice was a bit hoarse.This slightly lazy, well-behaved appearance of lying on the bed is quite suitable for Zhang Jueming's age.

In his early twenties, he is not familiar with the world, and he is still a child who has just grown up.

Zhou Qizun put the room card on the bedside table: "I have your mobile phone number, and I have already transferred to your Alipay, if you haven't transferred enough, please tell me. If you want to leave, just check out, and take my card with you by the way."

Zhou Qizun smiled: "Although we are not the same way, we have a smooth journey."

Not all the way.

Zhang Jueming's chest twitched slightly.

His chest rose and fell slowly due to breathing, and Zhang Jueming inhaled steadily: "Thank you. You too."

When Zhou Qizun turned around and walked to the door, Zhang Jueming finally revealed his eyes blocked by his forearm.

Looking at Zhou Qizun's back, the moment Zhou Qizun opened the door, he opened his mouth involuntarily: "Back to Changchun...you must tell me if you have anything to do."

"Okay, I got it." Zhou Qizun paused, turned his head, revealing half of his face, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "You're not very young, so you're quite worried."

After he finished speaking, before Zhang Jueming could speak again, he turned around and left.

It's six forty-five.Zhou Qizun didn't have the time to hang out with Zhang Jueming anymore, he had to hurry to the train station, get on the train and head to Jishou to find his sister.

The door was closed with a small sound.Almost at the same time, Zhang Jueming's eyes changed.His eyes no longer had the haze of just waking up, like some kind of cold cold weapon, with a sharp light.

"Let's go." Zhang Jueming got off the bed and reached for the longevity bell on the bedside table.

Zhou Yi didn't respond to him.Yesterday when I was with Zhou Qizun, Zhang Jueming didn't feed the longevity bell with blood all day, it must be because he didn't have enough energy, and Zhou Yi lost his soul consciousness.

Zhang Jueming put the Changsheng Bell in his pocket, picked up Zhou Qizun's room card, opened the door and went out.

As soon as Zhou Qizun stepped out of the hotel gate, Zhang Jueming stepped out of the elevator and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

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Day and night, there is never a shortage of busy figures.Near the train station, even in the early morning, there are many people.The street is as lively as going to a market, and there is a damp and salty smell in the air, which smells a little bitter and makes the tongue coating bitter.

After leaving the hotel, Zhang Jueming kept a certain distance and followed Zhou Qizun among the crowd.

He saw Zhou Qizun casually bought a bread pad for his stomach in a nearby supermarket, and saw that this man was standing beside the trash can, ate up the bread in two or three mouthfuls, and threw away the wrapping paper.Zhou Qizun clapped his palms twice and walked into the train station.

Zhang Jueming had bought tickets in advance, but he didn't get tickets for Zhou Qizun's front and rear carriages, but it didn't matter, the train was full of people, so he could pass by.

Follow Zhou Qizun to pick up the ticket, enter the station, pass the security check, the time is almost up.

It happened to be broadcast on the radio, and it was their turn to check the ticket.The two were in the queue, separated by a long row of passengers, standing one behind the other.

While queuing up, Zhang Jueming noticed something was wrong with someone.

The mountain ghost's eyes were different from ordinary people's. He could tell at a glance that the man's body was very dark.

When people live in this world, what they live is yang qi. Only when the yang qi in the body of a dead ghost or dying person dissipates, can yin qi be born.Except for that person.

The yin and yang in his body are half and half, and the yang and yin are actually symbiotic.

Yin and Yang repel each other, and they cannot coexist.Except for one kind of person-the yin person who walks the way of the yang world and does the errands.

"Corpse chaser." Alarm bells rang in Zhang Jueming's heart.

The exorcist lives in seclusion in a remote place in western Hunan. There is no blood relationship in the clan, and the inheritance is passed on by accepting apprentices.But the seedlings of the Yin people are hard to find, and the clan has always been sparsely populated.

It is reported that the exorcist is not a ghost, but a real mortal, who will be born, old, sick and die.The horoscope of Yin people is cold and hard, and the three clusters of soul fires are inherently dim, not as bright as ordinary people, and they are easy to provoke demons and ghosts when they urinate, and attract some messy things to their bodies.

Apart from the special physique, there are other requirements in the line of exorcising corpses.Yin people must completely cut off contact with relatives and friends.They step on the boundary line between yin and yang all their lives, and must not be involved in the world anymore. It is best to be orphans without relatives and reasons, and the uglier their appearance, the better.

——People are superficial people, their appearance is ugly, and because of their inferiority and delusion, they can also shock those skins that died in vain.

Because of the reasons mentioned above, the Zombie lineage has always been withered, and the Zombies are all very precious. They also cherish their feathers, and they have always been unknown, and there has been no trouble for hundreds of years.All walks of life, but those who work for Yan Luodian, there are some poor bastards, but no one has ever filed a lawsuit against the corpse driver.

Therefore, Zhang Jueming was actually very surprised when he found out that the dragon saliva beads were related to the corpse-tampering talisman and had something to do with the corpse-hunters.

He had already communicated with Yan Luodian before, and his superiors replied that the clan of exorcising corpses is now worse than decades ago, and there are less than 20 people in the whole clan, old and young.What's even more strange--now the head of the corpse clan is just a 17-year-old boy.

The boy's name was Lin Juan, he said he was very capable, Zhang Jueming followed Zhou Qizun to Jishou this time, so he must meet him.Earlier, Zhang Jueming had entrusted Chibao with a letter to send half of the corpse-tampering talisman pulled out of the field of Chuying Elementary School, but there has been no reply yet, and he does not know how to deal with the corpse-killing tribe.

But meeting a yin man at the train station in Changsha...it was too unexpected.

Following the flow of people checking tickets, the line continued to move forward. Zhang Jueming turned his head and took a careful look at the shady man.

The Yin man should be very thin, wearing an unusually fat long windbreaker, the back of the hat is knocked on his head, his whole body is wrapped tightly like a big sack, and his face cannot be seen.Even the cuffs were collapsed, the sleeves were wide and long, and only a few short pale fingers could be seen.

He lowered his head, wondering if he was going to catch this train, and the people around him were queuing up to check the tickets, but he was indifferent, sitting there, not in a hurry.

Zhang Jueming wanted to go and find him.But looking up again, Zhang Jueming found that Zhou Qizun had already passed the ticket gate and was out of his sight.

Zhang Jueming weighed it in his mind, and decided to follow Zhou Qizun into the car first. ——Zhou Qizun is still the most important.

But you can't leave nothing behind, at least you have to wake up the corpse hunter.

Zhang Jueming's hand was hanging by his side, and with a flick of his fingertips, a group of tiny flames flew out.The small ball of fire scraped the ground, rolled past people's shoes in a curving manner, as fast as a small whirlwind, and no one noticed.

It had a clear goal, and rushed straight at the Yin man, burning a hole in the corner of the clothes that were so long that they almost dragged the floor.

In an instant, the Yin man trembled all over.He quickly picked up the corner of his clothes and looked at it.

The burned part was only the size of a fist, and the burnt mark was like a black-red flower blooming with decay.

"This is... a will-o'-the-wisp?!" The Yin man was startled, and exclaimed in a low voice.

His dark eyes lifted from under the hood, and he scanned the huge station quickly.

There were human heads all over the place, and he couldn't find anything, and he didn't notice any unusual aura.

It can manipulate will-o'-the-wisps without anyone noticing, and its breath is no different from that of ordinary people.Could it be the one from Jiuyoumen?It is said that that person was born of a mountain ghost and a mortal. He was originally a body of flesh and blood, but he was bleeding with evil blood.

This has something in common with their yin people - they are all rare and special existences in the world.

"Is that lord nearby?" Yin Ren was taken aback for a moment, raised the corner of his clothes and looked again.

A thin wisp of gray smoke suddenly rose from his eyes, drifted towards the ticket gate, and scattered in the air.

The ticket checking line had just finished, and the front was empty, and the ticket gate was about to close.

The Yin man hesitated for a while, then put his backpack on his back.He tightened the brim of his hat with his hands, got up and walked towards the ticket gate.