Burning fire

If Lin Juan could have an idea, Zhou Qizun's brain was completely different from that inferior pumpkin, so he could naturally think of it.

How Zhou Qizun looked at it—looking horizontally and vertically, left and right, up and down, Zhang Jueming just liked him.

How could it be wrong?You can't go wrong.If you really like it, you can't act it.Zhou Qizun didn't say that he had seen countless people, but he also had a lot of experience. He was born and died, and he didn't believe that he would misread the most sincere emotion in someone's eyes.

Zhang Jueming just likes him.

Since liking is not acted out, pain is not acted out, Zhang Jueming's refusal to him is acted out.

What's up?Let Zhang Jueming be so scrupulous.

Zhou Qizun calculated calmly in his heart - he was alone, and he had already disregarded life and death, if there was anything that could manipulate him and drive him crazy, it would be...

Zhou Qizun closed his eyes, his heart was beating heavily - only Zhou Yi, only the death of his parents, the truth about his family.

Red gold order, dragon saliva beads, nameless lamp, and wood-seeking slips.It's unicorn blood—the unicorn blood that Zhang Jueming has been avoiding.

The tragedy of his Zhou family was related to Qilin's blood, and Zhang Jueming knew about it, and even had a lot to do with it.

Zhang Jueming is not a hero who fell from the sky. Every time there is a crisis, whenever Zhou Qizun needs it, he will be there whenever he wants, risking his life to rescue him.The world is cold and warm, there is no such good thing.

Maybe in this chain of traps, he was the only one, Zhou Qizun, who was kept in the dark from beginning to end, and he was the only one who was really played around.

"What is shyness, what is playing hard to get, I should have thought of it long ago." Zhou Qizun said heartily.

——There are many signs, and it is not difficult to connect them together with a calm mind.It's just that he didn't want to doubt Zhang Jueming because he had no evidence.Because he wanted to have a good... love start with Zhang Jueming.

Zhou Qizun stopped, turned his head suddenly, and took a deep look at Zhang Jueming. ——He could imagine that Zhang Jueming would never treat him as a fool.Zhang Jueming made a fool of himself...Zhang Jueming did it on purpose.

Zhou Qizun stared at Zhang Jueming. ——Why are you sorry for me and dare not say it?

Zhou Qizun's sudden glance made Zhang Jueming feel chills all over his body.Zhang Jueming didn't dare to move.

The two confronted each other in silence for two seconds, and Zhou Qizun suddenly strode towards Zhang Jueming.

"Hey? How did you go back?" Lin Juan asked honestly, but no one paid any attention to this awkward thing.

Zhang Jueming's eyes widened, he didn't dare to blink his eyelids, his heart was beating rapidly, his blood was so nervous that his blood couldn't flow - what did Zhou Qizun want to say when he came over?

"what!--"

Suddenly there was a muffled "bang" from behind, and accompanied by the woman's scream, a figure flew out of the sky!

The tense atmosphere between Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming was interrupted. They looked over together and saw a disheveled female beggar lying on the ground.

It was almost summer, and she was wearing a dirty ragged cotton jacket, which was so torn in several places that the cotton wool leaked out.

She seemed to have been kicked out of the alley by someone, she fell to the ground and rolled twice, some cotton wool leaked out, and the wind blew it all white.

The female beggar was ouching, and she was lying on the ground with her back on her back. Her dark face was so dirty that she couldn't even see the facial features, but she twisted her face, showing a very painful expression.

Zhou Qizun had no choice but to turn around and go back, scooping up the female beggar from the ground: "Are you all right? Is there any injury?"

The female beggar didn't speak, she tilted her head to look at Zhou Qizun, and suddenly grinned happily.This smile reveals a big black and yellow die.She only had one front tooth, and the other one fell out, leaving a gap.

Zhou Qizun frowned, stretched his neck and took a look into the alley, the long alley, not to mention people, not even a bird - the foot that kicked the beggar was made out of thin air?

At this time Zhang Jueming and Lin Juan also came over, Lin Juan stepped forward and pulled Zhou Qizun's sleeve: "Brother Zhou."

"There is something strange." Zhou Qizun said, looking back at Zhang Jueming at the same time.

Zhang Jueming immediately understood, and ran into the alley, not forgetting to say: "Lin Juan protect Zhou Qizun, I'll be right back!"

Lin Juan: "Don't worry, my lord."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Here it is again, Zhang Jueming's smug look of wanting to have his eyeballs gouged out and put on his body.

Zhou Qizun turned his gaze back to the silly female beggar in front of him, paused and asked, "Eldest sister, who kicked you out?"

When the female beggar heard this, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, her eyeballs were widened, and Zhou Qizun found that although her eyes were not big, their pupils were very dark, darker than ordinary people, quite black.

At this time, the female beggar yelled "Wow", quickly took two steps back, and knelt down again with a "plop".With her forehead on the ground, she twisted her body in an unusual posture, and even reached out to beg Zhou Qizun: "Please, please, please, please, please give me some money."

"Please, please, please, please, please give me some money..." Her voice was not loud, her speech was a little vague, and she repeated this sentence repeatedly in her dialect, as if chanting an evil mantra.

Zhou Qizun turned his head and whispered into Lin Juan's ear, "Lin Juan, do you think there is anything wrong with this girl?"

"She doesn't. She's just an ordinary beggar. If there's something wrong with her... Judging by her condition, maybe her brain is not working well?" Lin Juan put his hand into his trouser pocket, "Brother Zhou, what are you thinking? If She has a problem, even if she has a little evil spirit on her body, it is impossible for adults to let you stand here."

"Your Excellency is so worried about your safety." Lin Juan took out a five-cent coin after digging for a long time, "...I didn't bring any change."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

"It's too embarrassing, step aside." Zhou Qizun pushed Lin Juan aside, took out a fifty-fifty card from his pocket, and squatted down to give it to the female beggar.

"Sister, you get up first..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!——" Before Zhou Qizun finished speaking, the female beggar yelled a few more times. She held on to the 50 yuan with one hand, and pulled her hair a few times with the other hand.

Only then did Zhou Qizun see that there was a spot of baldness on her scalp.

The female beggar held the money, turned around suddenly and ran away, laughing loudly as she ran.

"Hey wait!"

"Zhou Qizun!"

Zhou Qizun was about to catch up, when Zhang Jueming's voice came from behind, as soon as Zhou Qizun turned his head, the female beggar had already run around the corner and disappeared.

"Come back so soon, what did you find?" Zhou Qizun asked Zhang Jueming.

Zhang Jueming came to Zhou Qizun's side, looked him up and down, and made sure he was fine.He shook his head: "No, nothing."

"There is no one, and there is no trace of evil." Zhang Jueming still did not dare to look into Zhou Qizun's eyes, and looked away without saying a word.

"Strange, then how did she fly out? She fell out by herself? Want to touch porcelain?" Lin Juan asked, "The fall was too realistic."

Zhang Jueming didn't respond, and stretched out his finger to the direction where the female beggar was running: "Let's go over and have a look together, don't worry, be careful in everything."

"Okay." Zhou Qizun agreed.

"You..." Before Zhou Qizun took a step, Zhang Jueming quickly stopped him, "You...you walk behind me."

"...Okay." Zhou Qizun exhaled, let Zhang Jueming go first, and followed behind him.

The three of them walked forward for about 600 meters, but they never saw the female beggar again.

There were not many people on the road, and they turned into a small road, and there was no one in sight.

A skinny wild dog emerged from the entrance of the alley, and suddenly opened its mouth to bark a few times, scaring Lin Juan almost to his feet.

"Can you do it? After all, you are also the leader of the corpse clan." Zhou Qizun glared at the dog, and the animal got behind a big tree and stopped barking.

"Shouldn't the head of the corpse clan be afraid of dogs?" Lin Juan twisted his lips and muttered, "I was bitten by a dog when I was young, and it hurts."

"I see that you are not only afraid of dogs, you are also afraid of small animals, the most afraid is rabbits, right?" Zhou Qizun sarcastically said to him.

"Brother Zhou, why are you making sarcastic remarks?" Lin Juan was deflated.

The sarcastic remarks were made casually, but Zhou Qizun's mood was not cool at all, he was extremely depressed.

Lin Juan was also depressed, especially the atmosphere between Zhou Qizun and Zhang Jueming was neither yin nor yang.Lin Juan sighed: "My lord, this is coming to an end, after all..."

"Hush." ​​Zhang Jueming suddenly raised his hand to stop the two of them, "There is music ahead."

"Music? I didn't hear anything." Lin Juan said.

Zhou Qizun pricked up his ears to listen, but he didn't hear anything. He said coolly: "The mountain ghost has sharp eyes and ears, and his hearing is better than ordinary people. Of course we can't hear you. Let's move on."

As he spoke, he walked forward, unable to control himself, and glanced at Zhang Jueming from the corner of his eye...

Zhou Qizun scolded his mother in his heart. ——In his words, there was indeed a bit of a stick, but it was Zhang Jueming who provoked him first.But Zhang Jueming's expression, on the contrary, looked like Zhou Qizun was bullying, cold and violent.

"It's so fucking difficult." Zhou Qizun scolded in a low voice.

"Ah?" Lin Juan suspected that he was in a daze, and didn't understand who Zhou Qizun was scolding at all.

"It's okay, let's go." Zhou Qizun was not in a good mood.

Zhang Jueming lowered his head, stepped forward and pulled Zhou Qizun's arm, pulled it once, and let it go immediately, he said sullenly: "I'll go ahead, you follow me closely."

Zhou Qizun: "..."

Zhang Jueming put to death his good character of hating evil like hatred and being clean and neat.

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A few hundred meters further forward, I could hear the sound of music.

There are no lyrics, and the tune of Kele is unusual and the rhythm is very slow. It can be heard that it is an ensemble of several stringed instruments, but the instruments cannot be distinguished.

Zhou Qizun didn't have any musical accomplishments at all, and couldn't make out the beginning at all: "What song is this? It sounds a little strange."

"Maybe it's Buddha's music?" Lin Juanyue touched and said.

"Ode," Zhang Jueming said, "is the music used for sacrifices in the early days."

"Ah?" Lin Juan was startled, his back was a little hairy, "This is evil."

"Be careful." Zhang Jueming urged.

The three of them walked forward along the sound of the music and came to a small courtyard.

The music comes from within.

This piece of land is lonely and does not belong to the neighborhood. The people who live here are not surrounded by all sides, so it is inevitable to be isolated.The courtyard door was open, and the courtyard was narrow, cramped, square and square, and just looking outside made one feel depressing.