Burning fire

The sun is good this morning, bright and bright.

Zhou Qizun's seat was by the window, his eyes were blinded by the dazzling sunlight.

Suddenly an arm came across from his side, Zhou Qizun squinted his eyes, and saw a white and slender hand go around his eyes, pulling the curtain closed.

Only then did Zhou Qizun open his eyes.

Zhang Jueming frowned slightly: "Your eyes are uncomfortable, why don't you close the curtains."

Zhou Qizun smiled: "I just wanted to pull it, but you are faster than me."

Zhang Jueming didn't answer, he took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack and handed it to Zhou Qizun: "Drink some water."

"En." Zhou Qizun took it, unscrewed it and took a sip.

The five people sat facing each other, Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming sat on one side, and Guo Qingxuan, Guo Xiaotong, and Lin Juan sat on the opposite side.

Guo Qingxuan was holding Liu Jian's backpack in her hand, and her chin lightly tapped on the bag.

"Dongyang's hometown is in a small town in Gongzhuling, which is quite remote. We have to make three transfers along the way, from train to plane, and then to bus." Zhou Qizun said, "Jessica and I are optimistic about the route."

"En." Zhang Jueming answered, "It will be a bit rushed, everyone has worked hard."

Guo Qingxuan shook her head.

Lin Juan was wearing a big hood, and said from under the brim: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"That's not true." Guo Xiaotong said out loud, "This mortal's means of transportation is really boring."

After Guo Xiaotong finished speaking, Zhou Qizun finally figured out what Lin Juan meant by "trouble".

"Are you going with Lin Juan and me?" Zhou Qizun asked Guo Xiaotong, "Mountain ghosts, dragons, and rabbit spirits, if you use magic, are they faster than high-speed rail planes? Can they fly over in the blink of an eye?"

"I can turn into a dragon and soar into the clouds at night." Guo Qingxuan hugged the backpack even tighter, "Just follow me, Xiaotong."

Guo Qingxuan: "As for Master Mountain Ghost, although he is a mortal body, he has the teleportation technique. If you walk from the realm of the underworld, or take the red leopard, you should be able to get there in the blink of an eye."

Zhou Qizun glanced at Zhang Jueming.

Guo Qingxuan: "But we'd better not separate."

Zhang Jueming: "Yes, maybe something will happen on the road, we have to be careful."

"My lord is here, I'm not afraid." Under the big hood, Lin Juan's voice came out again.

Guo Qingxuan paused for a while, then turned to ask Lin Juan beside him: "Master Lin, Jinlin, can you show me?"

"There are a lot of people on the train, so be careful." Zhang Jueming hastily ordered.

I should have waited to find a quiet and safe place after getting off the car, preferably in the hotel, close the door and take out the golden scales, but Guo Qingxuan was anxious, if he didn't take a quick look, he would be stunned all the way.

"Just one glance." Guo Qingxuan also understood what Zhang Jueming meant. She looked at Zhang Jueming, saw Zhang Jueming nodded, and then reached out her hand to Lin Juan.

"Then..." Lin Juan hesitated for a moment, felt in his pocket, and pressed a small cold thing in Guo Qingxuan's palm.

As soon as he touched the palm, Guo Qingxuan was shivered by the cold. The scales were heavy, as heavy as a small gold nugget, oval in shape, with a slightly pointed end.

Guo Qingxuan lowered his head to look at his eyes, and his head buzzed instantly—golden.Dazzling gold.Guo Qingxuan covered it with her hands, and she could see a faint golden light floating on it.

"This, this is really..." Guo Qingxuan clenched the golden scales tightly.

"I said I didn't lie." Lin Juan muttered.

Guo Qingxuan was silent for a while, then grabbed Lin Juan's wrist, and put the golden scale back into Lin Juan's palm.She sighed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it's indeed a dragon scale. It should be the golden dragon... the scales at the end of the tail."

"What's going on? It's clear in the genealogy that no golden dragon has been seen for a thousand years." Guo Qingxuan gritted her teeth and said in a low voice.

"Could it be some dragon from thousands of years ago?" Zhou Qizun asked.

Guo Qingxuan shook her head in denial: "You don't understand that it is a major event for the Dragon Clan, and it has been recorded since ancient times."

Zhou Qizun: "So that's the case, no wonder you are so surprised."

"You must tell my second uncle about this immediately." Guo Qingxuan's arms holding the backpack trembled slightly, "When the train arrives at the station, I will send a letter to my second uncle when I get off."

She turned to Lin Juan again: "Lin Juan, after we settle down, let me take a closer look at the golden scales."

"Okay, there are too many people in the car, so it's not appropriate to say more." Zhang Jueming pressed his hand on his pocket, and the Changsheng Bell in his inner pocket was shaking again.

Zhou Yi was quite frightened by the sudden changes in the past few days.

Zhang Jueming sighed: "Let's rest first."

Lin Juan's hood was lowered, and Guo Qingxuan also buried her face in the backpack on her chest. Guo Xiaotong pouted, and secretly pulled the corner of Guo Qingxuan's clothes, but she didn't talk there.

Everyone is nervous.

Dangerous, imminent.

The longevity bell trembled more and more, Zhang Jueming turned to Zhou Qizun and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"En." Zhou Qizun responded.

Zhang Jueming got up, walked quickly through the narrow passage, and walked to the bathroom.

After locking the door, he opened the pull tab of his clothes, and the Changsheng Bell jumped out of his inner pocket!

"Zhou Yi!" Without a knife on the train, Zhang Jueming took a bite of his own hand, and reached out to hold the Changsheng Bell floating in the air.

There was blood flowing out of the hand, and the Changsheng Ling flashed brightly, and it took a long time to calm down.

Zhang Jueming was leaning against the door, his hand was hanging by the sink, still bleeding.

Zhang Jueming closed his eyes and repeated in his heart: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

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"Why did it take so long?" Zhou Qizun glanced at his watch, Zhang Jueming had been in the bathroom for half an hour.

"Hmm." Zhang Jueming answered with a tongue that didn't match his mouth, and didn't say anything else.

Zhou Qizun raised his eyebrows, feeling a little strange.He paid attention to Zhang Jueming's face, his face was much paler, and the blood was gone from his lips.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Qizun asked, "Not feeling well? Is your previous injury all right?"

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night." Zhang Jueming smiled lightly.

Didn't sleep well last night?Zhou Qizun remembered the two holes in his quilt, and he had lost money when he checked out earlier.

"Then go to sleep for a while." Zhou Qizun said, "I'll call you later."

Zhang Jueming subconsciously glanced at the opposite side, and saw Guo Qingxuan smiling at him: "Don't worry, Lin Juan is not very useful, but with me around, Zhou Qizun will be fine."

Lin Juan, who is not very useful: "..."

Guo Qingxuan: "Besides, the sky is bright and the sun is bright, and there are a lot of people, so there shouldn't be any trouble."

"That's right, my lord, just rest for a while." Guo Xiaotong also said, and she stretched out her finger presumptuously on Zhang Jueming's face, "The face is pale."

"Xiaotong, you are too presumptuous." Guo Qingxuan pulled her hand down.

"Go to sleep for a while." Zhou Qizun said again, he leaned close to Zhang Jueming's ear, lowered his voice so that only Zhang Jueming could hear, "Be good, be obedient."

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Although Zhang Jueming was asked to rest, it was actually difficult for him to fall asleep. Zhou Qizun watched from the side. Zhang Jueming closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair for more than an hour before his breathing slowed down.

Lin Juan and Guo Xiaotong on the opposite side had already screamed like pigs, while Guo Qingxuan was leaning against the window, still holding her backpack, she looked out the window without saying a word.

The train went through the tunnel, jolting and bumping, Zhang Jueming frowned uncomfortably.

He is different from Lin Juan and Guo Xiaotong, he sleeps especially uncomfortable, Zhou Qizun feels distressed when he sees his pale face, regardless of Guo Qingxuan is still awake, the train is crowded with people, he stretches out his hand, and brushes the broken hair on Zhang Jueming's forehead .

The soft hair brushed against Zhou Qizun's fingertips, and his fingertips tickled along with his pulse.

Zhou Qizun took a deep breath and smelled the familiar fragrance of Zhang Jueming.Every time he smelled it, he was relieved.Slightly approaching, the fragrance is faint, if it is close to Zhang Jueming like now, the fragrance will be slightly stronger.

Zhou Qizun closed his eyes comfortably for a while, then opened them again, and found that Guo Qingxuan was looking at him.

He paused, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put his index finger by his mouth, and gestured "shh" to Guo Qingxuan.

Guo Qingxuan didn't speak, but just smiled back faintly.

It's a pity that Zhou Qizun's handsome and unrestrained smiling face didn't last long, Zhang Jueming was sleepy, and suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Hiss..." Zhou Qizun's face was contorted—the mountain ghost's hands are so strong, he has to pinch his green one.

Guo Qingxuan: "..."

"Cassia, oh Cassia..." Zhou Qizun patted Zhang Jueming's hand, but Zhang Jueming still pinched his arm, sleeping soundly.

Zhou Qizun smacked his tongue, and he was not willing to use force to break it... If he pulled it, even if he tried to force it, he probably wouldn't be able to break it.Sad reminder.

Guo Qingxuan on the opposite side looked at it for a while, and was finally willing to help. She tied the flower around her wrist, and Zhang Jueming's fingertips were wrapped around a puff of light blue smoke.

The smoke dissipated in an instant, and Zhang Jueming let go of his hand.

Zhou Qizun's arm was saved, he looked up at Guo Qingxuan, who smiled at him again.

Zhou Qizun: "..."

It seems that Guo Qingxuan has already seen clearly the signs of him and Zhang Jueming.

Forget it, it's no big deal, anyway, it will be done in the future, and it has to be made public.

Zhou Qizun curled his lips and stared at Zhang Jueming's hand. —I can’t move my eyes away.

In the past, I only knew that Zhang Jueming's hands were cold and white, with slender fingers and very beautiful.But never before has he been able to take a closer look.It is indeed beautiful and delicate, as if it has been carefully carved with a knife.

Look at the pale and cold fingertips powerlessly touching my hand...

Zhou Qizun's rough palm was hot, and he wanted to grab Zhang Jueming's hand.He was about to grab it when he stopped suddenly.

——Zhou Qizun noticed with sharp eyes that there was a small stain on Zhang Jueming's sleeve.

Zhang Jueming was wearing black clothes, and it wasn't obvious that it was dirty, but the small piece of his cuff was obviously darker than the surrounding ones.

Zhou Qizun didn't grab Zhang Jueming's hand, but rubbed that spot with his fingertips.Put your fingers to the tip of your nose—it's the scent of mountain ghosts, very strong.

blood.

When was Zhang Jueming injured?

Zhang Jueming's lips had just regained some color when Zhou Qizun lightly touched Zhang Jueming's face, all distractions disappeared.

Just now, Zhang Jueming went to the bathroom and hurt himself. He took his own blood, what did he do?