Burning fire

When Zhang Jueming returned to the room, Zhou Qizun was standing at the table drinking water.

Hearing Zhang Jueming coming in, Zhou Qizun quickly swallowed a mouthful of water, almost choking.He turned his face away, holding a cup and asked anxiously: "What happened? Why didn't you open the door just now? You still hung up on me?"

Zhang Jueming flapped his eyelashes twice, looked at Zhou Qizun dodgedly, and tried to be as natural as possible: "It's nothing. I just..."

He paused lightly, and lied: "I just set up an enchantment outside the door, it's inconvenient for you to come out, and it's also inconvenient for you to answer your phone."

Zhou Qizun raised his eyebrows, feeling that Zhang Jueming's explanation was lame anyway.But people said so, and he didn't know anything about "enchantment", so naturally he couldn't catch the tail.

"Oh." Zhou Qizun turned around, picked up the kettle on the table, and poured another glass of water from the glass in his hand.

Zhou Qizun was careless for a while, he didn't mind a lot of things, so it was rare to put himself in other people's shoes, no, he didn't realize it until he stretched out his arm to Zhang Jueming - he used this water glass himself.

"Ah, I'll pour you another glass..." Zhang Jueming had already taken the glass when his hand was empty.

"Thank you." Zhang Jueming held the water glass and took a sip from the mouth of the glass, his lips felt a little numb immediately.

After taking a sip of water, Zhang Jueming lowered his head and stared at his hand - he held the cup that Zhou Qizun used, but where was that hand?The pale skin had just been bitten open, but the wound had already healed.

The monster's hand does not match the cup in his hand.

Zhou Qizun looked at Zhang Jueming for a while, then suddenly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"......what?"

"You look up." Zhou Qizun has always been a person who "integrates words and deeds". While speaking, he stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Jueming's chin, and lifted it up slightly.

"Why are your eyes so red?" Zhou Qizun met Zhang Jueming's eyes—his eyes seemed to be bleeding, like two living ambers were injured and bleeding.

Zhou Qizun was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed the blush at the tip of Zhang Jueming's eyes, and his head went down - Zhang Jueming...hasn't he been crying?

Although Zhang Jueming was easily shy and a bit girlish, it was because he was too "pure". He was not a sour guy, why did he cry?

"You..." Zhou Qizun reached out to touch Zhang Jueming's eyes.

Zhang Jueming quickly took a step back, dodging Zhou Qizun's hand, he put the water glass on the table, turned around and went to the bedside to pick up his backpack: "I...I still have something to leave, before dark you Rest in the house, remember to eat, lock the door, and never go out."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Pack.Even pretending to be incompetent, where did the superb acting skills of Xiaotaishan pretend to be dizzy?Have you been eaten by red eyes?

After Zhang Jueming finished speaking, he pulled out a coat from his backpack, put it on himself, pushed the door open and left without looking back.

Zhou Qizun clicked his tongue, and sat down on the edge of the bed. After sitting for a while, his butt hurt, and he lay down again.

Close your eyes and face the ceiling.

Facing the ceiling, open your eyes.

Zhou Qizun sighed softly—couldn't sleep.

That's right, it's still broad daylight, sleeping on a bird's egg.

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After leaving the hotel, Zhang Jueming found a remote and uninhabited mountain by himself. ——The Zhou family's blood jade finger, I have to find out quickly.

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A scorching light suddenly rose from the top of the mountain, Zhang Jueming was swept half a circle by the aroused airflow, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Jueming turned over and held his chest with his right hand. After a while, he suppressed the sweetness in his throat.

"Jueming, are you alright?" The Changsheng Bell floated over from mid-air and stopped in front of Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming shook his head, stretched out his hand, and on top of his head, the Zhou family's blood jade finger fell down and fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhang Jueming put his finger in place, then stood up, and said to Zhou Yi: "Sure enough, there is something wrong with your family's finger. Zhou Qizun's strange dream is because of it."

Zhang Jueming: "The finger is cursed."

"curse?"

"This curse is not simple, I can't undo it, and I can't see who made it." Zhang Jueming coughed twice, "There is also a layer of taboo on the curse, if it wasn't for the burning life I just punished Fire comes to burn it, and it doesn't even find it."

The reason why he used the burning fire to burn it was because he was afraid that there was something evil hidden in his finger, but this curse was so strange that it could swallow his burning fire!

Although Zhang Jueming is a mountain ghost, he is always a young "man" in his early twenties, he has never seen such a spell.If Yan Luodian is willing to trust him, with Yan Luowang's ability, maybe there will be some clues.

It's a pity that Yan Luo Wang can't believe it now, Zhang Jueming must be careful in every step, and he has to find another way to pull his fingers.

"Can't even break the burning fire? The finger is my great-grandfather's thing. It has been passed down from my family for three generations, and it has never been a problem! Also, why does my brother have ghost eyes?" Zhou Yi asked anxiously.

"Your great grandfather..." Zhang Jueming pondered, and then asked Zhou Yi, "How did your family get Qilin blood nine years ago?"

"I don't know about this, but one day, my dad suddenly came back with unicorn blood." Zhou Yi recalled, "The unicorn blood is very beautiful. The size of a pigeon egg, my mother and I thought it was a precious gem. "

Zhou Yi: "Who would have thought that it would lead to a catastrophe..."

"It's so strange. It seems that we have to investigate from your great-grandfather's generation." Zhang Jueming took back the longevity bell.

Zhang Jueming: "As for Zhou Qizun's ghost eyes, I don't know how it came about, but what is certain is that before Xiaotaishan, Zhou Qizun didn't have ghost eyes. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to not see a single ghost in the 30 years since his birth. Pass."

Zhou Yi: "You mean, he got his ghost eyes after he met us?"

"Hmm." Zhang Jueming's hand quickly brushed against his waist, and his fingertips were cut by the knife at his waist, bleeding profusely.

He pressed his bloody finger on the longevity bell and fed the longevity bell with blood: "Your family may not be an ordinary family. If you think of anything wrong, you must tell me immediately."

The longevity bell trembled, and Zhou Yi tremblingly said, "Okay, I'll think about it."

Zhang Jueming sighed——when Zhou's family had an accident, Zhou Yicai was still a carefree girl, and Zhang Jueming couldn't bear to force her like this, forcing her to look for clues from the beauty of her youth and the bloody tragedy.

But for Zhou Qizun, he had nothing to do, they had nothing to do.

"We have to go back quickly." Zhang Jueming glanced at the sky, "I have to explain clearly to Zhou Qizun about pulling the fingers."

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"What did you do? Why did you get covered in mud?"

In the middle of the afternoon, Zhang Jueming returned to the hotel and stood in front of Zhou Qizun with a serious face. ——Because of being backlashed by the spell on the finger, he fell to the top of the mountain in disgrace.

Zhang Jueming took off his coat, and took out the blood jade finger wrench from his trouser pocket: "Zhou Qizun, there is something wrong with your wrench, please let me here first, you can't touch it until you find out."

Zhang Jueming's face was so cold that it could drop ice balls.

Zhou Qizun was stunned, and he took a closer look at Zhang Jueming again: "Did you go out to check your fingers? What's going on?"

"I was worried that there was something unclean on the finger, so I burned it with a punitive fire. But my fire was swallowed by it." Zhang Jueming said.

"What does this mean?" Zhou Qizun stared at the finger wrench in Zhang Jueming's palm.

"In short, someone put a curse on the ring finger. I don't know what the specific curse is, and I can't solve it. Your strange dream, even the ghost eyes, should be inseparable from it."

Zhang Jueming's hand clenched into a fist by his side.He blamed himself, damned himself.

For the previous eight years, he had been secretly guarding, sending spades to Zhou Qizun's side, almost every detail, even knowing when Zhou Qizun went to bed and how many times he woke up at night, but this finger... because it was Zhou Yunheng. The relic of the spade is untouchable, and he has never doubted it.

Who wants to...

"Then put it in your place." Zhou Qizun said thoughtfully, "During my father's lifetime, the finger wrench was always in his hand, and I didn't find anything wrong. After he passed away, I put it in my hand for eight years, and there was nothing unusual. It’s been weird since the Chinese New Year... I don’t know the extras.”

"I'll find a way to find out." Zhang Jueming put his finger back in his pocket, and after only a few words, his face became more serious.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhou Qizun suddenly smiled: "Okay, didn't you already guess that there is something wrong with it?"

"Don't make that expression, it's scary." Zhou Qizun said deliberately.

scary?I don't know who was scared to death first.

Zhang Jueming looked at Zhou Qizun deeply, and asked for a while: "Since you have suspected it for a long time, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Are you coming to settle accounts with me again?" Zhou Qizun was still smiling slightly.

He went on to explain: "I originally wanted to tell you that night in Changsha. But at that time I wanted to find my sister, and I was afraid that she would be involved, so I wanted to find him, send him back to Changchun safely, and then talk to her again. you say."

Zhou Qizun: "Whether those things are aimed at me or at my ancestors, I don't want Xiao Yi to be in danger again."

It turned out that what Zhou Qizun wanted to talk about at that time was the blood jade finger puller.Zhang Jueming regretted it, why didn't he force people to ask clearly? —He is afraid.I like this person so much that I am afraid to speak forcefully.

"Is there anything else you didn't tell me?" Zhang Jueming asked cautiously.

"No more, really, I assure you. That's all I can notice at the moment." Zhou Qizun said honestly.

"En." Zhang Jueming replied, but his brows were tightened even more.

Zhou Qizun paused, narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

Zhou Qizun really wanted to rub Zhang Jueming's frown away, so he put his hands in his trouser pockets and restrained him: "I will tell you everything in the future, and I will tell you as soon as possible, okay? Carry it all the time."

"Don't be like a cat whose tail has been stepped on." Zhou Qizun "slid" out of his pocket with one hand, and patted Zhang Jueming on the shoulder, "Go to the bathroom and wash first, you're covered in mud."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

The cat whose tail was trampled flat turned its head and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed, Zhou Qizun glanced at his dishonest palm.

Zhou Qizun took two steps back, sat half-sitting with his butt on the eaves of the table, and tapped the edge of the table twice with his index finger.

What mystery did his Zhou family hide?