Chapter 69: Merit pen

Wu Daqing took the insignificant action of eighteen rolls on the spot, and bounced on the ground with a fat body. After jumping, the first thing is to growl at Zhao Yunlan: "You have ambitions!"
Zhao Yunlan absently said "um".
"You ... you you you ..." Daqing almost forgot his words. He traveled the world, thinking that he had seen thousands of strange situations, but for the first time, he really understood what is called "color guts".
What Yin Yin Wang digs for his own self, Zhou You Wang's fire-fighting princes, and Tang Xuanzong's unbelievable faintness such as early spring dynasty seem to have a reasonable explanation-these stupid men can really do everything for beauty !!
Da Daqing was upset in the morning, and then he asked in an exasperated manner: "Then ... you, you ... now, to what extent?"
云 Zhao Yunlan touched his nose: "It's okay, I've been to bed, but pure sleep, he has a thin skin and never let me touch."
Wu Daqing: "..."
Cricket ... thin-skinned ... thin ... not touched ...
词 These words are like a series of bombers. A large two-foot kick is dropped in Daqing's ears. The roar sounds back and forth. Nine weights Tian Leijia doesn't seem to have the effect of letting the cat soul fly.
For a while, the bits and pieces of Zhao Yunlan and Teacher Shen got together in Daqing's head. Every scene smashed a deep hole in its small head, letting the poor black cat There was an instant dreamlike feeling and a sigh of philosophical sighs-his mother, is there any master in the world who is more than Zhao Yunlan?
Daqing laboriously pushed away the thick meat on his neck, looked up at his head, looked at Zhao Yunlan with an almost worship, admiration, and incredible eyes. After a long time, he mixed with the meow and said from his heart, "You are really heavy. "
Then the black cat jumped back onto the window sill with some legs softly: "Do you know who the Soul Slayer is?"
云 Zhao Yunlan played soot: "I just want to ask you this."
"I don't know clearly." Daqing took it seriously, "Since the self-proclaimed gods, the gods of the heavens, the little demon everywhere, and the old cats, I can give a rough idea of ​​the ins and outs, but I do n’t know the origin of the soul killer. You know this. How serious is it? "
Zhao Yunlan is not surprised. He has already seen the paintings by Shen Wei himself—people who have seen Kun Lunjun are naturally born in Daqing's ignorance period. His origins are not clear. Daqing is very normal: "You only say you knew."
"Do you know Houtu?" Daqing thought about it and asked him.
Zhao Yunlan paused for a moment, then said, "In the" Shan Hai Jing ", it is said that the co-workers had the Hou soil, and it is considered a descendant of the Yan Emperor. According to legend, "Houtu" is generally called "Huangtian" and seems to have a higher status ... There are also some legends that Houtu is actually a son-in-law. "
"Everything is inseparable." Daqing said, "In that year, the total labor overturned Zhoushan, and the son-in-law made up the sky. The practiced colorful stone carried Tianzhu, turned into loess, and separated the yin and yang. That was the beginning of the Nether Order. One saying is The Soul Soul turned from heaven and earth to breathe. There is also a saying that he was born thousands of feet below Huangquan, but how desolate and cold is Huangrenquan's imagination. In fact, their so-called thousands of breaths have nothing to do with Nether. -Moreover, when there was a soul-slayer, Huang Quan was not yet formed. Where did he go?
Zhao Yunlan: "You mean that the soul-slayer is not born in the gloom."
"It may be very similar, but I think that his relationship with the prefecture is mostly co-operative and there is no substantial connection." Daqing said, "I don't know what is too far away. I can only rely on speculation. It ’s the same as the earth, but the real earth is the chaos split by an axe from Pangu. You think that the son-in-law has made up for the sky. Actually, she has already counted her merits. The earth? No matter what there is, it must have a close relationship with Soul Slayer. "
云 Zhao Yunlan's cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, he didn't even realize it.
Daqing sighed: "That's all I can think of. It's too old and the water is too deep, you ... how can you mix with him? Can't you take care of your belts? Anyone is provoking? "
What's more tragic is that his belt hasn't been solved yet ...
"It's late." Zhao Yunlan extinguished the cigarette butts before being burned into his hands, and threw them into a pile of abandoned decoration materials. "You're late."
Daqing said fiercely: "That's because you didn't tell me who he was when you first hooked up with him! Otherwise, I will stop you from selling iron ..."
"I said you're late," Zhao Yunlan suddenly interrupted, "It's not half a year late, you're probably thousands of years late."
The black cat stared at him dullly. For a moment, it almost felt that Zhao Yunlan thought of something, but Zhao Yunlan just lit a cigarette again, standing silently under the window, his figure was dragged by Yu Hui.
Wu Daqing accompanied him to smoke a whole pack of cigarettes, the cigarette butts fell on the ground, and the man's pocket was empty. Then he reached out and motioned for Daqing to jump onto his arm and walk out.
Wu Daqing: "Where to go?"
云 Zhao Yunlan said coldly, "Back to No. 4 Guangming Road, I will meet Chu Shuzhi first, and then make an appointment with Yin Yin-my people, under my hand, will not tolerate bullying."
As soon as the white shift of No. 4 Guangming Road left, Chu Shuzhi had not yet come, Zhao Yunlan put the dried fish and milk in Daqing and went into the library.
He took a pair of eye-protection glasses from the door, and when he put it on, he saw Wang Zheng, who was hurriedly separated from Sangzan in the corner, and Zhao Yunlan calmly nodded: "Keep on, don't worry about me."
啐 Wang Zheng took a sip, and turned hurriedly out.
Bian Sangzan grabbed his hair. He had a thick skin and didn't feel so embarrassed. He rushed over to him: "Will Kunlun?"
For some reason, the glasses covered Zhao Yunlan's eyes. His eyes were blocked by the plexiglass, and it looked very cold. The bridge of his nose became taller and taller. For a few days, I do n’t know why I lost weight. I slightly raised my head and exposed my jaw With some sharp lines, the handsome side face looks a little unemotional.
"Useless, useful things have been deliberately erased." Zhao Yunlan's fingers searched along the spine on the shelf, "I want to know ... something related to son-in-law."
Sangzan stunned.
"The son-in-law created man and made up the sky, Chi You fought with Yan Huang, and worked together to fight against You. All I want, I don't believe they can cover one person, but they can cover the ins and outs." Zhao Yunlan pushed a bit Glasses, pulled over the high ladder, and climbed up.
He sat on the high iron ladder with Erlang's legs up, and left one after reading one. Sangzan didn't bother him. He waited in the ground and silently put it aside.
For someone like Zhao Yunlan, others usually think that his bedside reading is a playboy, or teacher Cang Lan in a tablet, but his ancient writing skills are surprisingly high and his reading speed is extremely fast. Jian swiftly swept a page, basically had read the whole article, and the whole library had only his flipping sound.
Occasionally, Zhao Yunlan stopped, put down the book, rubbed his eyes hard, and spoke briefly with Sangzan at a very slow pace.
"Not Zhoushan is the way to heaven," Zhao Yunlan reached out and gestured, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked down at Sangzan with a little tiredness. "Historical records show that the two people, Gonggong and Xun, fought each other for power, and finally The co-worker failed, sitting angrily on the dragon, and knocked down Zhoushan. "
Sang Zanzan lost his strength and nodded slowly.
"I don't believe it." Zhao Yunlan stared at him with burning eyes. "Yanhuang and Chiyou have fought for countless years. It ’s not too much to break the sky and fly to the sand. It ’s not good for Zhoushan. Pangu has an axe to split the world, but Zhoushan is still good. Divine power, what's that Dazao in Dazao who raised up to 90,000 miles and Bei Mingyu who are thousands of miles away? "
Sang Zanzan has learned to remove both his adjectives and nouns. After a while, he spoke in a strange accent: "If this is impossible, unless someone lets it happen."
"Truncate the heavens," Zhao Yunlan held his finger on the ancient book, "The emperor, the earth, the ancestor and the witch ... plan to remove the fallen and unknown whereabouts, and there will be ..."
Sang Zanzan looked up and looked at him with deep eyes.
"After the fall of Zhoushan, the son-in-law blocked the rainy sky with huge stones, turning herself into the earth, and distracting the soul." Zhao Yunlan tightened her eyebrows and continued, "Before Zhoushan fell, go up Connected to the sky, but not connected to the ground ... At that time, the netherworld had not yet formed. The son-in-law was holding up the sky with his hands, and the sky leaked overnight. What is the leak in the ground? On the ground ... on the ground ... ... "
云 Zhao Yunlan's voice became smaller and smaller, almost turning into a self-talk, and then suddenly said, "Wait, you can show me the part where the son-in-law was made."
As soon as he passed the book to him, Daqing came in and said to Zhao Yunlan, "Lao Chu is here."
云 Zhao Yunlan immediately clipped the book, climbed down the high ladder, took off his glasses and gave it to Sanzan, and patted him on the shoulder.
He was about to go out, but Sangzan opened his mouth timidly behind him: "When you pull, there is no order. The eyebrows want more circles ... power. Mountain ... the one you said is in the sky If the road is over, then who is Xu, and the fence is over ... "
He couldn't say the right words, he gestured in a gesture, and Zhao Yunlan understood it at a glance—that was the meaning of endless fighting. Zhao Yunlan nodded at Sang Sangzan, turned around and walked out, suddenly In the meantime, he opened up a new idea.
At the beginning of Wu Honghuang, the gods were fighting endlessly, and Yan and Huang defeated Chi You, forming a new order, and more and more people. At that time, among the little clay figurines who Nuwa breathed alive, something called power came into being. No matter who they are, they have broken Zhoushan. Is it an attempt to break such an order, create a new one, and return to that ... the beginning and prosperity of all things?
云 Zhao Yunlan remembered his dream, who was the one who talked to him in the dream? What does he mean?
Chu Shuzhi did not come by himself. He also brought a small tail—Guo Changcheng dressed like a cotton ball, wrapped at least two scarves around his neck, covered half his face, and wrapped himself into a whole. One of the new century ninja turtles is obviously not his.
It is said that Guo Chucheng walked for five minutes in the direction of his home after Chu Shuzhi disappeared, but he changed his mind before he got in the car. He felt that it was a conscience to disappoint Daqing's entrustment on the first day of the new year. Uneasy, then turned around and walked back to the small alley, looking all the way, all the way stiffly looking for various people stuttering inquiries.
At that time, his expression was constipated and his tone was incoherent, just like a foreigner practicing spoken Chinese.
I searched in the cold wind for more than half an hour. Guo Great Wall finally wore a red nose and was picked up by an aunty community service aunt and kindly delivered to the door of Chushu.
Auntie left, Guo Great Wall didn't dare to knock on the door, and turned around several times at the door of Chushu's house. He couldn't hear a little movement inside. He wanted to walk and was not assured. Face, I did not dare, until Chu Shuzhi was summoned by the town soul order, ready to go out to No. 4 Guangming Road, only to find such a frozen bear child squatting at the door, had to bring it together.
The atmosphere in the office was depressing. Chu Shuzhi was sitting at the desk with one hand in his pocket and one hand playing Zhao Yunlan's lighter with one hand, staring at the table with a cold expression, Daqing was on the side He walked around without saying a word. The entire Criminal Investigation Division could only hear the movement of Guo Changcheng inhaling his nose and blowing his nose.
Seeing Zhao Yunlan hurriedly coming out of the wall with the book, Chu Shuzhi raised his head slightly: "What am I to do?"
云 Zhao Yunlan sat opposite him, looked at Chu Shuzhi's expression, and said directly: "No need to say nonsense, I have a sentence to ask you, are you planning to leave?"
Chu Chushu lowered his eyelids and said nothing.
云 Zhao Yunlan said coldly, "Take me the hand in your pocket, don't think I can't smell the smell of that stuff!"
Chu Shuzhi chuckled and pulled his hand out of his pocket. There was a small piece of bone in his palm, the tip of which was faint blue light, the bone was hollow, and there were four holes on it. Things that drive zombies and dead people. Because insulting corpses is a big deal, bone sacrifice has been considered a demon art since ancient times.
Guo Great Wall sneezed on one side, Chu Shuzhi gave him a sideways glance, and said slowly: "I see you first ask someone to send this puppet child back ..."
云 Zhao Yunlan ignored him and turned to Guo Great Wall: "Xiao Guo, sit down-Daqing, and ask him to give him the kitchen bowl bowl."
"Tell me what are you planning to do?" Zhao Yunlan asked step by step, "Take this stinky thing into the dirt and continue to be your corpse king? With merit, I haven't seen the sun in my life, and I hid from the land government. Tibetan?"
Chu Shuzhi's expression also followed indifferently: "Three hundred years ago, I was crazy and didn't understand the rules. Since I committed something, I naturally bear the consequences. In the three hundred years, I confessed injustice—otherwise a few ghosts Poor, how can you treat me? They don't kick me in the nose! "
"Merality: Delay is the rule. How can others tolerate you?"
Chu Shuzhi lowered his voice and said, "I, no, yes, no, people, Zhao Yunlan, you remember, I wear the merit merits, it is my own pleasure, to give them a face, not to admit it. My fault……"
Zhao Yunlan interrupted him with a gulp, and said in a stern tone, "What do you do by yourself, tell me now?"
Chu Shuzhi patted the table: "I said, what's wrong? I told you that I really don't regret it, and then let me go back to that time, I still peeled and cramped the little cub. Three hundred years in jail! What adults and children have done? In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people who can kill and can't kill. Moreover, said Zhao, now I'm not looking for something, someone is forcing me. I, since I am tenacious, and ca n’t atone for three hundred years, it ’s better than having more lice and no itching, and worrying about my account—I take my crime very seriously, and I hope that everyone with children will be optimistic about it in the future. Do n’t let the three bones blow away, and you will become a ghost.

His voice faded, Zhao Yunlan raised his hand and slapped him, it was fast, accurate, crisp and loud, and slid Chu Shuzhi's face aside.
Qiu Shushu was fine, Guo Changcheng first followed his back nervously, fell off the chair stiffly, and sat on the ground with his buttocks.
In the squatter room, no one allowed each other to confront each other. Daqing screamed lowly. For a moment, they thought they were going to do something.
At this time, a cloud of fog penetrated from the window, bumped into Zhao Yunlan's shoulder, rolled into his arms along his arm, and turned into a letter.
云 Zhao Yunlan bowed his head and saw a note written by Shen Wei in a hurry: "Yincha is already on the road, no matter what he wants you to do, don't promise, wait for me to go home-Wei."