Burning fire

"He is my lover." Guo Qingxuan said.

A word spewed out of the chest, and the chest was empty.

"He has been missing for four years. I searched for him everywhere, and finally they said it was his body..." Guo Qingxuan clenched her hands into fists, full of resentment and sadness, and had nowhere to vent, "I can't believe it, I Can't give up."

"Sister Xuan." Xiaotong held Guo Qingxuan's hand hesitantly, wrapping Guo Qingxuan's fist with his own, "Sister Xuan."

Zhang Jueming looked at Guo Qingxuan for a while, he took a step, stepped over the wall of fire, the flames fell from his shoulders, and he came to Guo Qingxuan.

Sometimes when someone else's scar is uncovered, another stab is needed to make the wound worse and rot more painfully. — for my own purposes only.

Those who listen to the story are actually cruel.

Zhang Jueming: "Clarify the matter."

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Zhou Qizun went back to pick up his coat.By the time he walked all the way down the mountain, it was already dark.

The place is remote and there is no way to get a taxi. Zhou Qizun felt in his pocket and found that the phone was gone. He probably lost it while chasing the "female snake spirit".

With no help on all sides, and Zhang Jueming didn't know where to chase the "female snake spirit", Zhou Qizun could only rely on his own two legs to walk back step by step.

Fortunately, he has a good sense of direction and remembers the way, so he won't be trapped in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

After finally tossing back to the city, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.Primitive ecology, there is no nightlife here, and there are not many people on the street at this time, Zhou Qizun's soles hurt from walking all the way, finally found a Dongfanghong KTV, and got a taxi in front of the door.

Get in the car, Zhou Qizun reported the name of the place: "Don't build a pavilion."

He was so tired that he was turning into a puddle of mud, and he didn't answer the driver's words.Seeing that he had no intention of chatting, the driver shut up after a few words.

The inside of the car was very quiet, and the outside of the car was also very quiet, only the sound of driving came into my ears.The wheels pressed down firmly on the ground.

With his butt touching the ground, Zhou Qizun slowly relaxed his body.He leaned back in his chair and began to think.

Zhang Jueming also came to Jishou.When did you come?He himself has only been in Jishou for two days.

"Zhang Jueming, Zhang Jueming..." Zhou Qizun murmured breathlessly.He knew in his heart that he and Zhang Jueming would definitely meet again, and he had a premonition that it would be soon.

"You bastard, I'll just wait for you to come to me." Zhou Qizun said heartily.

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Driving at night is not easy.The car stopped at the gate of Bieshuyi Pavilion, the driver turned his face away and asked Zhou Qizun to double the fare.

Zhou Qizun saw that the driver was 40-[-] years old, but the top of his head was already black and white, and his hairline was also in jeopardy.

"Okay." Zhou Qizun nodded and took out his pocket.

He lost his mobile phone, so he could only pay in cash.But unfortunately...Zhou Qizun fumbled for his pocket - he didn't bring any cash.

Riding in the car in the middle of the night, I still can't pay a dime.It's so embarrassing.

"Then what, master, I'm sorry." Zhou Qizun frowned, "I'll leave you a call and give you my ID card. Tomorrow..."

—Ah, he lost his phone too.

"You don't have any money?" The driver turned his head and slapped him unwillingly.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

inch.An inch into the ditch.

Zhou Qizun was ready to roll in the ditch.He opened his mouth, just about to say something more sincere, when the window was suddenly knocked three times.

Through the window glass, Zhou Qizun saw Liu Jian's top-notch face.

Zhou Qizun opened the window, ignored Liu Jian's expression, and said preemptively, "Old Liu, help me pay the car fare."

"..." Liu Jian choked in his throat, almost rolled his eyes and was suffocated.

In a fit of anger, Liu Jian gave the driver 200 yuan and waved his hand: "You don't need to look for it."

The driver was naturally happy, the taxi sprayed cheerful black and gray exhaust, turned around and walked away.

"It's more than three times the fare." Zhou Qizun clicked the tip of his tongue.

Liu Jian sighed, and blocked Zhou Qizun from the hotel entrance.He just felt that this person was so terrible, not only did he not take the initiative to confess, but he also had no intention of confessing at all, and he was not guilty at all.

"Where did you go?" No way, Liu Jian could only open his mouth first.He took out Zhou Qizun's cell phone from his pocket and handed it over.

"You dropped your phone, and the uncle in charge of the cold storage picked it up for you." Liu Jian raised a big pimple between his brows, "Uncle told me that you jumped out of the window suddenly, and you didn't know who to chase. He was so scared."

When Zhou Qizun took the phone, Liu Jian sharply saw a piece of Zhou Qizun's sleeve protruding from his wrist, and the cuff was stained with blood.

Liu Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to grab Zhou Qizun's arm: "Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Zhou Qizun didn't let him grab it, "I fell and scratched my skin."

Liu Jian's face became even more stinky, and he was worried: "What's going on? What happened?"

"It's nothing, when I was in the cold storage... I saw the wrong person. I didn't chase anyone." Zhou Qizun said lightly.

Liu Jian: "..."

"By the way, how do you know that I live here? Have you been waiting for a long time? Come and give me a mobile phone?" Zhou Qizun smiled again and changed the subject.

"I checked your records, and then I found this hotel. Who knows that you didn't come back in the middle of the night." Liu Jian said angrily.

"Officer Liu, is it appropriate for you to check my records? The higher-ups can't approve it, right?" Zhou Qizun laughed.

"Shut up." Liu Jian squinted at him, "I'm waiting for you to disappear for 48 hours to file a case."

"Thank you." Zhou Qizun said, and patted Liu Jian on the shoulder.

Liu Jian was silent for a while: "If you have anything, you must tell me."

"En." Zhou Qizun nodded.

"Dongyang is gone, I really don't want anything to happen to you." Liu Jian rubbed his face, "I can't stand it."

"I know." Zhou Qizun said.he thought—and so did I.

"So, you still refuse to say yes?" Liu Jian stared at Zhou Qizun.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhou Qizun himself is not very good at lying, especially not suitable for perfunctory familiar people.

In fact, when he closed his mouth just now, he also felt that he was perfunctory, so Liu Jian would never stop explaining.

On the opposite side was an old comrade-in-arms who was a close friend, Zhou Qizun simply opened up and explained: "Old Liu, don't ask."

Liu Jian: "..."

The two of them are smart people who look at smart people, and they know what to do.

——I'm worried, I know you're hiding it from me, so tell me clearly.

——I have something to hide from you.don't ask.I won't tell you even if I ask.

The corners of Liu Jian's eyes twitched, and he didn't say anything for a long time.In the end, he could only sigh again: "Those who don't know are at a disadvantage. I can't screw you, and I can't pry your head off."

Liu Jian: "Zhou Er, tell me if you need it. I may not be able to help you, but I will do my best."

"Don't worry. Don't you know me?" Zhou Qizun laughed.

"It's just that I know I'm worried." Liu Jian said with a serious face, "I'm not joking with you, this is Jishou, I don't know the place of life well, you..."

"Okay, I see. It's really all right, at least right now." Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue.

"Okay, you do it. Anyway, I'm in the bureau, if you do something, I'll find it out for you sooner or later." Liu Jian suppressed his temper, "I will definitely help you find out about Zhou Yi."

Zhou Qizun glanced at Liu Jian, but said nothing.Xin said, "You really can't find out this time."

Words are not speculative.Liu Jian was so angry that he felt that his belly was used to blow up balloons today.

Originally because of Lei Dongyang's injury, now thanks to Zhou Qizun, he probably won't be able to sleep for the past two days.

"Go in." Liu Jian turned his head and left angrily, looking at Zhou Qizun more often than not.He raised his arms and spoke to Zhou Qizun from his back, "Tomorrow Dongyang cremation, let's go together."

"Tomorrow?" Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment, "So soon?"

Liu Jian stopped and turned his face to look at Zhou Qizun: "The autopsy is over, and it's useless to keep a handful of broken bones."

Zhou Qizun didn't speak.

"It's what his mother meant." Liu Jian smiled wryly, "His mother said on the phone that she wanted him to go home early."

Zhou Qizun still didn't speak.

Liu Jian turned his head, walked forward, and said the last soft sentence in the dark night: "I really can't bear to part with a handful of broken bones."

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"We have to go back and find Zhou Qizun immediately."

"...he should have recognized me."

Separated from Guo Qingxuan, Zhang Jueming ran back down the mountain.

After listening to Guo Qingxuan's story just now, his chest has been feeling very tight all the time. After running down the mountain for a few steps, he was even a little out of breath.

Zhou Yi: "It's really strange that these things are connected together."

"Lin Juan's master, and Lei Dongyang, all died strangely." Zhou Yi said solemnly, "When Master Lin Juan passed away, there was no errand to arrest the soul. And Guo Qingxuan also said just now that she once suspected Lei Dongyang's death. Dongyang encountered an accident, he summoned his soul, but there was no spiritual reaction."

Zhou Yi: "From this point of view, if Lei Dongyang hadn't been killed by evil spirits, he might have been like Lin Juan's master. His life span was not over, and his soul didn't know where he went!"

"In addition to the disappearance of fake Zhou Yi, and Qiongqi... What happened this time is really..." Zhou Yi couldn't continue.

"Don't worry, we..." Zhang Jueming was running, and suddenly his eyes blurred. He was running in mid-air while riding on a tree branch. His foot slipped, and he fell directly from the tree!

"Cassia!"

Zhang Jueming stood up from the ground, holding the tree trunk with one hand.He shook his head, seeing a mess of gold and silver flowers in front of him.

what happened to him?

"Jaeming, are you alright?" Changsheng Ling flew out of Zhang Jueming's pocket, shining softly in the darkness.

Zhang Jueming's face was particularly pale, the corners of his mouth were collapsed, his lips were bloodless, and he was frighteningly haggard.

"you......"

Zhang Jueming didn't know what to do, but Zhou Yi did—for nearly half a month, Zhang Jueming didn't close his eyes at all.

If it weren't for the blood of the mountain ghost flowing in his body, Zhang Jueming would have been unable to hold on.

The blood is the blood of the mountain ghost, but the skin is not a ghost. It is a physical body, which will be weak and needs rest.

Zhang Jueming still wanted to move forward: "I have to go back, go back to Zhou Qizun..."

There was a piercing pain in his chest, and Zhang Jueming suddenly couldn't see anything.He staggered and leaned his back against the tree trunk, struggling to stand still, but his legs couldn't use the strength, his back rubbed against the bark, and he fell down and sat down against the tree trunk.

"Cherry, Cassia, can you hear me?" Chang Shengling bumped Zhang Jueming's hand repeatedly, "Don't faint here, Cassia, wake up!"

Listen to Zhou Yi's voice getting smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing.Zhang Jueming pulled the last touch of consciousness, and pulled out the knife from his waist in a brave manner. He pointed the tip of the knife at himself, wanting to poke randomly on his body, and call his consciousness back with pain.

Changshengling suddenly hit his wrist hard, Zhang Jueming's hand trembled, and the knife fell to the ground.The last consciousness faded, Zhang Jueming closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhou Yi: "I'm sorry Catherine, I can't just watch you hurt yourself..."

"My brother will be fine now...it will be fine, just for a while, just for a while..." Zhou Yi repeated in a low voice, constantly persuading and comforting himself.

The longevity bell was flying in mid-air, and suddenly it shone brightly.It was like a small lamp guarding Zhang Jueming's head, casting light on the young man's beautiful but frail face.