Chapter 64: Merit pen

云 Zhao Yunlan grabbed Shen Wei's wrist. Even if he was blind, he could feel that the killing intention of the other person was almost turned into a substance in a moment, and he was almost biting.
He heard that Shen Wei ’s voice was no longer so gentle and gentle, and the low-pitched voice seemed to be unspeakable for a while. Shen Wei said,
The Crows dare to hurt you. Such ingratitude, Qian Swordsmanship, inadequate extinction ... "
The last few words were almost bloody, Zhao Yunlan hugged him indiscriminately, and Shen Wei instinctively made a lot of effort.
I don't know what happened. At that moment, Zhao Yunlan suddenly blessed her soul and said, "Xiao Wei!"
Shen Wei froze stiffly, suddenly stopped, for a long while before he trembled and asked, "What do you call me?"
"Shhh, listen to me, don't move." Zhao Yunlan closed her eyes, opened the sky's eyes that were slightly blurred by the demon city, pulled Shen Wei back a bit, and the two were hidden in the demon together.
Shen Wei was in a state of chaos, and just one sentence was obviously said to be out of touch, so that Zhao Yunlan instantly caught the clue-what is "ingratitude"? He has nothing to do with the crows ... No, what does he have to do with the monsters?
云 Zhao Yunlan remembered a sentence I heard a long time ago: "The Prophet of Ominous Crow in Heaven."
What are the prophets of the Black Crows?
He only listened to the uncle Snake on the stage, and he nodded his head toward the crows. He still said tepidly, "I thought the crows would not come."
The elders of the Meng clan are women, but in this clan, except for the demon, all of them are small dwarfs, big noses, and pleated faces, and they can not see that they are young and beautiful.
Her eyes were a little crooked, as if looking elsewhere, and she seemed to inadvertently glance in the direction of Zhao Yunlan, and there was a line of restrained light in her cloudy eyes. Then she knocked the scepter in her hand firmly on the ground and raised her hand. The rope tied to the demon broke automatically, and the elder Crow lowered his voice: "Child, come here."
Uncle Viper put his hands into his sleeves, silently turned a blind eye to the move, and did not block it.
It wasn't until the half-demon was about to walk down the high platform that the uncle Snake said, "The elders will take their own people away. I have nothing to say, but the crows do this, they want to break away from others. Is the tribe his own family? "
The Elder Crow said mutely, "Yes!"
As soon as he said something, all of a sudden there was a silence, the little demon looked at each other, and Yingchun also showed a head from the full frame of flowers and vines, and looked at this in a loss.
Uncle Snake looked at her with a faint expression: "Even if the crow eats carrion again and deals with the dead bones, you are always demons, neither Yin Yin nor ghosts. When the elder touches his lips, he feels that Think about it. "
The elder Crow laughed suddenly, the voice was hoarse and heavy, and she couldn't hear her emotions, just as if with the sadness and sorrow of ancient times, she said, "If the Fourth Lord is not quite clear, I might as well say Once-I am a black crow and have been separated from the demon clan since then. I have never become a family. If I violate this oath, I will be thundered. "
After she said this, she waved her hand, and the black crows followed her.
He came and went in a hurry, just like a flash of lightning, which made people too late to react, and everything was settled.
The whisper in the scorpion suddenly became a tumult, and no one knew which one was singing it.
Uncle Snake waved his hand, and the little monkey with a gong and drum next to it struck a few times on the gong, chasing everyone's confusion, while Zhao Yunlan pulled Shen Wei out of the demon group while they were chasing. The bluestone slab road at the door kept going forward, and there was a thick fog at the end.
The mist burst out, which was the neon eyes of Longcheng Avenue, the night was dim.
A row of black crows landed on the big locust tree at the corner of Antique Street, a taxi drove quickly, and the lousy driver said to his passengers, "Look, that crow is also at the annual meeting! "
The black cat came out quietly from the corner, the meat pad under his feet lightly touched the ground, and lightly touched the wall, dozens of crows turned their heads to look at it at the same time, rows of scarlet eyes seemed Ominous light bulb.
Wu Daqing stood ten steps away and no longer stepped forward to show that he was not malicious.
The Elder Crow stepped forward, and in a place where no one could see, he mutely said, and said politely, "What is there to do?"
The black cat kept the movement at the moment when it stopped. The dark green eyes were like two real cat's eye stones. The corners of the eyes were slightly raised, the brilliance was faint, and the feline's unique laziness and elegance were reached to the extreme in an instant , Almost make people ignore its ridiculous body shape like a hair ball.
"I have an unforgiving invitation." Daqing said politely, "I want to ask the elders, why was the bell I lost hundreds of years ago in the hands of the nobles?"
The elder crow looked at it and said coldly, "My black crows never report funeral, they are not close to the living and the dead. You are asking such a superfluous question, where do you come from? Naturally from the hands of a dead man . "
Wu Daqing's body was tense for a moment.
After a while, the black cat asked lowly again, "When and where did the man die? For what?"
The elder Crow sneered with a sharp smile: "The dead are dead, six reincarnations, his past life is dead, this life may be a pig or a dog. You care where and when he died?"
Wu Daqing lowered his head slightly, and did not speak for a long time.
The elder crow still glanced at it, and after a while, said impatiently, "Twenty miles of pavilion outside Shanhaiguan, if you want to see it, go and see. Don't say that my old crow intentionally hid you, the dead Bells are not too bad. "
After she finished speaking, a whistle was issued in her mouth, and a large group of black crows soared into the sky and flew towards Shen Ruyu's sky.
Wu Daqing bowed his head in the darkness and stood there for a while, suddenly it looked like a lonely wild cat.
Then the lights came on, and it jumped off the wall so quietly that it disappeared into the night.
In a blink of an eye, the candle dragon was a day and night, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.
The New Year's Eve night in the Special Investigation Office is brightly lit, and people eat a feast to enjoy the incense.
Old Wu finally got together with his colleague who likes to carve bones during the day, and happily respected each other for a scent-of course, the other party paid him back with a glass of wine in bone china, Lao Li, There is always a near-morbid attachment to the bones.
In the middle of the night, the bells of the New Year had rang, and everyone who drunk too much drunkenly began to scramble around--Guo Changcheng lay on the table and wept loudly, and didn't know what it was for. He sat in a small corner without anyone, carefully picked up a piece of cloth for glasses that he didn't know where to find, wiped his work permit endlessly, rubbed it, rolled under the table, and fell asleep. I do n’t know.
Chu Shuzhi, Lin Jingzhuhong and Daqing surrounded a mahjong table. When the weight on the table of others arrived at the cat's table, it would automatically turn into a dried fish, and Daqing looked dignified—it could only keep winning because of its The weight is almost consumed by itself.
Li did not know where to take out a big stick, and danced a pole dance in public, Sangzan pulled Wang Zheng's hand, and suddenly dragged her into his arms, holding her waist high with both hands Wang Zheng laughed and hummed a minor tune from distant time and space, and danced the Hanga's own dance with him.
Fortunately, the gate of No. 4 Guangming Road has been closed from the inside, and ordinary people cannot enter.
Zhao Yunlan was perfused for a while, and he was not sitting securely. He could see something in his eyes, but his vision was blurry, a bit like a state of high myopia. Although he could n’t even see the six and nine cylinders clearly, He still squinted his eyes firmly, stuck his face to the table, and gestured behind Daqing: "Bumping!"
Tong Daqing pulled with his paw: "Touch your mother! Teacher Shen, hurry up and take away this donkey-four!"
Zhu Zhuhong: "I'm sorry, Huh."
云 Zhao Yunlan bemoaned Daqing's head with sorrow and unhappiness: "Look, don't listen to the old man, don't spend money on losses!"
Wu Daqing watched his little fish as if he was taken away and turned into a weight, angrily snarling: "Get away!"
Shen Wei walked over with a smile, bent down and hugged Zhao Yunlan, and dragged him away lightly, like a man tall and big, or a large paint box weighing a hundred pounds, holding it in his hand. Inside, they are like a thin old book that they just grabbed away.
Xu Zhuhong lowered her head deliberately to avoid his eyes.
Shen Wei sat on the sofa, let Zhao Yunlan lie down against his thigh, stretched out his hands and gently massaged his temples, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes, your eyes are not good, don't look at things hard and hurt."
云 Zhao Yunlan closed her eyes with great happiness, and said vaguely, "Give me another bar."
Shen Wei was obviously absent-minded and did not hear for a moment.
云 Zhao Yunlan opened his eyes. Through the blurred vision, he found that Shen Wei's gaze fell on a corner of the table and he was in a daze.
云 Zhao Yunlan had nine things in his heart. As soon as he thought about it, he immediately understood. He pulled Shen Wei's collar and whispered, "Why, see your in-laws nervous?"
Shen Wei came back to him, stretched out his hand and smoothed his hair, but he did not care about him with a temper, but just said softly, "Parents always want their children to be healthy, wife and beauty, you take me by mistake Go, don't let the second old man get better for years, isn't it too ... "
Zhao Yunlan held his hand and closed his eyes. Since he restored his eyesight, Tianyan also seems to be affected by vulgar eyes. He can't see the merit words of others, but he always remembers what he saw that day, and the tide is generally submerged in Handwriting in the bottomless darkness.
Zhao Yunlan is very rare and asks him, "If I don't tell you to follow me, where will you go this year?"
Shen Wei: "... it's not the same as the New Year ..."
"Are you going back there?" Zhao Yunlan interrupted him. "Under Huang Quan? There is not even a beam of light, and there are only a few ghosts passing by who do not know the past life and this life?"
Hmm ... no, it's better than that.
Shen Wei originally thought that these were nothing, but I do n’t know why, when Zhao Yunlan said this, he suddenly felt very wronged. He used to think about it, and now he almost thought about it, and felt that he couldn't live another day.
But Shen Wei was silent for a moment, but in the end he just said blandly: "Fortunately, it's all like this."
From the beginning of the flood, when all things were alive, until now, the vicissitudes of the sea have changed many times, and he still clings to the promise that a party has forgotten, as if he had lived for such a sentence all his life.
Zhao Yunlan stopped talking and put his holding hand on his heart, probably because of drinking. Zhao Yunlan's heartbeat was a bit fast. After some time, until Shen Wei thought he was about to fall asleep, Zhao Yun Lan Cai asked lowly, "Wei ... why call this word?"
"Originally, the mountain ghost" 」", "Shen Wei lowered his eyes, and his heavy eyes passed through the bright floor, not knowing how long he had seen the past." But one person told me that although the mountain ghost was in the scene, it seemed to be very imposing. Narrow, this world is connected by mountains and seas, and there are endless peaks. It is better to add a few strokes to make a name. "
Zhao Yunlan touched his nose, and he always felt that the tone of this person sounded familiar: "Who is so arrogant, opens his mouth to make a name?"
Shen Wei smiled: "It's just someone I met on the road."
They didn't continue talking until daybreak, and the whole street was filled with the sound of firecrackers blasting. Several people playing mahjong in the room were huddled together, and the ghosts hid in the morning light and scurryed around.
It's hilarious.
A light snowfall opened the curtain of the whole New Year in Longcheng.
There are thousands of households in Ruixue who smell the first air mixed with the smell of gunpowder. At the beginning of the new year, there are countless joys and sorrows on earth.