Burning fire

Compared with the single room, the standard room is bigger, but Guo Qingxuan and Guo Xiaotong are both women... female goblins, it is not easy for the three men to go, so dinner will be in Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming's room.

Zhou Qizun ordered a takeaway casually, and six dishes filled a table.

"Lin Juan hasn't come out yet?"

Guo Qingxuan and Guo Xiaotong had already arrived, and the four of them were sitting around the table, only Lin Juan was missing.

"It's getting dark. Has he not eaten all day?" Zhou Qizun looked at Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming broke open a pair of convenient chopsticks and handed them to Zhou Qizun: "You guys eat first, I'll go find him."

"Okay." Zhou Qizun took the chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice naturally.

Xiaotong looked at the two of them, blinked his witty eyes twice, and waited for Zhang Jueming to get up and go out before speaking: "The place in Mingyuan is full of evil winds and ghosts, and it's dark. Under the eighteenth hell, what a gloomy and cruel horn it must be."

She looked at the chopsticks in Zhou Qizun's hand: "I didn't expect it to be so easy to get along with."

"Xiaotong, don't be presumptuous." Guo Qingxuan shouted at her in a low voice.

Xiaotong snorted immediately and buried her head in hard work.Her elder sister Jiaxuan's eyes are still swollen, and she feels uncomfortable in her heart, but it's not good to provoke her again.

Over there, Zhou Qizun turned the chopsticks in his hand, and put a piece of lean meat into his mouth.

Underworld?Under the eighteen layers of hell?Ghostly screams?Just by the name, one can tell that it must be a cold and dark place.

There, Zhang Jueming is there...

"Dong dong dong."

The door was knocked.

"Who?" Zhou Qizun asked.

"Me." The door lock was unlocked with a beep, and Zhang Jueming pushed the door open, with Lin Juan still standing behind him.

"So fast?" Zhou Qizun put down his chopsticks.

"I ran into Lin Juan at the elevator entrance." Zhang Jueming said, he stepped aside and let Lin Juan enter the house.

After all, Lin Juan was a bit promising, although he came late, he still opened his legs and didn't dare to let Zhang Jueming personally drag him out.

No, he sniffed his nose and came in with an ugly face that was out of shape.

"I'm sorry, I..." Lin Juan stood in front of the table, his body froze suddenly.

No one expected that he rushed to Guo Qingxuan in one stride, like a dying moth screaming, Lin Juan grabbed Guo Qingxuan by the collar!

The box of rice in Guo Qingxuan's hand fell to the ground, and a chopstick also fell out.

"Dragon Clan! You are the Dragon Clan!" Lin Juan roared with his ugly face distorted.

"What are you doing!" Guo Xiaotong stood up, grabbed Lin Juan, "let go of my sister Xuan!"

Guo Qingxuan raised her eyes and stared at Lin Juan, without saying a word.

"Lin Juan, let her go." Zhang Jueming knew that Lin Juan was against the Dragon Clan, but he didn't expect him to have such a big reaction when he saw Guo Qingxuan.

Lin Juan turned to look at Zhang Jueming, but did not let him go.

Zhang Jueming: "Think about it in your head. If she were the enemy, would she sit here? In the battle under the mountain, she helped us."

Lin Juan's hands paused, as if he was about to let go of Guo Qingxuan, but he suddenly tightened his grip on Guo Qingxuan's collar: "No, she is from the Dragon Clan, and it was the Dragon Clan that killed my master!"

"Calm down!" Zhou Qizun was about to step forward to give him a hand.

"I am also a victim of the nameless lamp." Guo Qingxuan finally spoke.

"What do you mean?" Lin Juan glared at her bitterly.

"Your master's living soul was sacrificed to the nameless lamp." Guo Qingxuan's voice suddenly softened, as if she had lost all strength, "My wife did too."

Lin Juan opened his mouth, and his face was flushed red. The nose and mouth on that face, which had been scruffy and scratched, twisted in a small, painful way, and it was about to turn into a ball of lumps.

He didn't say anything for a while, and finally let go of Guo Qingxuan.

Lin Juan walked around the table with his head down, and sat down beside Zhou Qizun.Guo Qingxuan's rice knocked on the ground, and Lin Juan kept his eyes down, his eyes glued to the ground, as if he was counting the rice grains seriously.

Lin Juan still didn't look up, but just pushed his box of rice forward towards Guo Qingxuan.

Guo Xiaotong couldn't help being angry: "What's wrong with you? What are you..."

"Xiaotong, don't talk about it." Guo Qingxuan sat down, and by the way, Xiaotong, the jumping bastard, was also pulled down.

She didn't touch the box of rice either. The innocent white rice was lying in the middle of the table, and it probably couldn't get into anyone's mouth.

Zhou Qizun sighed, sat down, and picked up his chopsticks again.He looked up at Zhang Jueming, winking at Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming nodded, came over and sat down: "Lin Juan, although Guo Qingxuan is a dragon, she didn't harm your master, and she helped us a lot."

"I understand, my lord." Lin Juan wiped his nose and said to Guo Qingxuan, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now."

People are always blinded by anger and grief, and hate and ignore things.For example, Guo Qingxuan's red and swollen longan eyes are so obvious that Lin Juan didn't "see" when they looked at each other just now.

Guo Qingxuan shook her head: "This matter has something to do with my Dragon Clan. As the current leader of the Corpse Clan, it's not unreasonable for you to fire at me like this."

"Anyway... I'm sorry." Lin Juan pursed his lips.

"Okay, let's eat." Zhang Jueming sighed, his own rice was still untouched, and he directly gave it to Lin Juan.

"Lin Juan eats mine." Zhang Jueming turned to Guo Qingxuan and said, "You eat Lin Juan's box."

Guo Qingxuan glanced at Zhang Jueming, silently took the box of rice in the middle of the table, and broke open a new pair of chopsticks.

Zhou Qizun lowered his head and smiled lightly, then pushed his lunch box to the side: "Here."

Zhou Qizun approached Zhang Jueming and said in a low voice, "You eat mine, you eat the left side, and the left side is untouched. I eat the right side."

Zhou Qizun: "I have enough to eat, and I ate something in the afternoon."

"What did you eat?" Zhang Jueming secretly glanced at Zhou Qizun.

"Fried chicken nuggets. You didn't let me go out, and you told me to eat before you left, so I honestly ordered takeaway." Zhou Qizun threw an egg into the left side of the lunch box, "Don't you believe it, there is a takeaway box at the door. It should not have been cleaned up by the cleaners, you can check it."

Zhang Jueming: "..."

Zhang Jueming gently touched the egg in the lunch box with the tip of his chopsticks, picked it up and ate it.

Zhang Jueming swallowed the egg, and took half a minute to feel the taste of scrambled eggs, before he could ask Lin Juan: "Lin Juan, the golden scales you told me before, are you chasing corpses?"

"Yes." Lin Juan said quickly.

"Golden scales?" Guo Qingxuan immediately became vigilant upon hearing this, "What kind of scales? But dragon scales?"

Lin Juan took a look at Guo Qingxuan before speaking. Since Zhang Jueming said she was trustworthy, it shouldn't matter. "That's right, it's the dragon scale."

"Nonsense!" Guo Qingxuan threw her chopsticks away, she was shocked, "My dragon clan has not had a fortune golden dragon born for thousands of years, where did the golden scales come from?"

"It's really..."

"Okay. It's useless for us to argue here." Zhang Jueming interrupted them, lest the jealous two fight again, "Lin Juan brought the golden scales, and he knew it at a glance."

"We will leave tomorrow morning. Before that, can you bring me the golden scale?" Zhang Jueming asked Lin Juan.

Lin Juan bit his lip and remained silent. The thin lower lip, which had no flesh in it, was bitten flat by him now, and it was dry.

"Is there a problem?" Zhang Jueming had a plan in mind. Although Lin Juan is the current leader of the corpse clan, he is still young. So easy to take out.

"Lin Jue?" Zhang Jueming thought about it again, "If there is any difficulty, I can go back to the corpse clan with you tomorrow morning, you..."

"Your Excellency!" Lin Juan suddenly stood up, and the speed was so fast that he jumped out of the ground like a half-sized bamboo shoot.

He stood there for a while, took a step back, hit his knees on the ground, and knelt down to Zhang Jueming!

"Hey! Get up!" Zhang Jueming hurriedly stood up, trying to pull him up.

How could Lin Juan get up? Not only did he not get up, but he kowtowed to Zhang Jueming. He gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, I know I'm useless and incompetent, but I want to ask my lord to let me follow you."

"I know there is something hidden behind Master's death, and it has something to do with the sacred objects." Lin Juan begged Zhang Jueming word by word, "The matter is important, and the corpse-hunting clan is declining. Lin Juan is light-hearted and has no right to talk too much."

"But I'm just a master. I...I just want to know who killed the master. I just want...I want to find the murderer. Please, my lord."

Lin Juan's head was on the ground, and his short body was huddled together, like a stubborn little stone: "I will take out the golden scales, I will definitely take them out, my lord, just take me with you."

Zhou Qizun looked at Lin Juan, unable to calm down.He knew that he couldn't afford to talk about this matter, let alone speak for Lin Juan, Zhang Jueming had to come up with the idea.

But... maybe there is a kind of "resonance".I don't know if this description is accurate, but Zhou Qizun can understand Lin Juan's anger at his own weakness and incompetence after losing his dear ones.

What is self-defeating, what is self-knowledge, "reason" is not as easy as outsiders say.The bones and blood are hurting, but if there is any hope, dying a thousand times is tens of thousands of times better than this kind of lingering suffering.

"Cassia." Zhou Qizun unconsciously tugged at Zhang Jueming's sleeve.

Zhang Jueming turned his head, and the two met their gazes.Zhou Qizun opened his mouth, but in the end he restrained himself from speaking.

But Zhang Jueming had already seen it from Zhou Qizun's expression—he valued love and righteousness, and wept blood. How could he not understand Zhou Qizun's moving face.

"You follow me, what about the corpse clan?" Zhang Jueming asked Lin Juan.

"I will arrange for the elders to take care of them. The corpse-killers will have nothing to do with the world, so nothing will happen," Lin Juan said.

"Okay." Zhang Jueming agreed, "Come on."

"Thank you, my lord." As soon as he heard the sound of sniffling, Lin Juan cried again.

"Don't cry." Zhang Jueming lowered his voice, "Don't kneel down to me anymore, kneel and kowtow every now and then, you don't look like a family member."

"After that, I won't kneel or kowtow anymore." Lin Juan quickly got up, rubbed his face with snot and tears in his hands, "I won't cry either."

Zhang Jueming and Zhou Qizun: "..."

"The leader of the corpse clan is really promising." Guo Xiaotong still didn't like Lin Juan's eyes, but this girl was kind-hearted, and her tone had already softened. She pouted and threw a pack of tissues to Lin Juan, "It's not too soon Wipe it, it's dirty."

"Thank you." Lin Juan wiped his nose with two pieces of paper.

Guo Xiaotong glanced at him, and boldly grabbed Guo Qingxuan's hand.Guo Qingxuan didn't make a sound, just let Xiaotong grab it, pulled out her hand after two seconds, and patted the back of Xiaotong's hand as comfort.

"Let's eat well, let's talk about the next thing." Zhang Jueming sat down, one leg happened to touch Zhou Qizun's.

The seat was not too crowded, Zhang Jueming bumped into Zhou Qizun accidentally, his thigh was so hot, just as he left, Zhou Qizun's leg bumped into him again.

Keeping silent, indifferent... Zhang Jueming glanced sideways at Zhou Qizun, Zhou Qizun was eating, but didn't respond—did this person do it on purpose?I still haven't noticed... I haven't noticed.

"It's just right, my lord should also tell us what happened before." Guo Qingxuan said, "Why is the Xunmu Slip the last remaining sacred object? What about the other four?"

"...I should really tell you guys." Zhang Jueming hesitated for a moment, his legs must be hot, he was not willing to move his feet any longer - let his legs and Zhou Qizun's legs... Stealthily, secretly, stealthily touching under the table.

Zhang Jueming breathed out: "The other four holy objects have already appeared in the world before. Now the Chijin Token and the Nameless Lamp are in the Hall of Yama, and the unicorn blood and dragon saliva beads should all be in the evil claw."

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