Interstellar Feng Shui Master

Qiu Miao: Mr. Gu’s hand towel is really a good prop

Wang Ge was chilled by Gu Wenye's stare, he coughed lightly, subconsciously touched the neck where he was stared at with one hand, and asked, "General Gu?"

Gu Wenye came back to his senses, he looked away, looked at Wang Ge, and just asked, "Didn't you notice anything unusual last night? Is there anything wrong with your body?"

Wang Ge shook his head in a daze, "Everything is normal. Why does General Gu ask such a question?"

Gu Wenye didn't elaborate, he didn't want to cause panic until he was sure what happened to Wang Ge.After all, it is a bit scary to have two finger marks on the most vulnerable part of the throat, and then disappear out of thin air.

"Oh, it's just that something like that happened yesterday, so I want to ask how your health is, do you need to talk to the principal and take a break for a day or two?" Gu Wenye rolled the corners of his mouth, calmly covering the thoughts in his heart thought way.

Wang Ge grinned the corners of his mouth, pulled out a smile that wasn't much of a smile and said, "General Gu is worrying too much, I'm fine."

Gu Wenye nodded slightly when he heard the words, he patted the arm that was afraid of Wang Ge, and said, "Don't collapse yourself too tightly, no one knows who is responsible for what happened back then." He paused, "I The sentence does not mean to shirk responsibility for you, but is it meaningful and helpful for you to punish yourself like an ascetic monk now? The Fu family thinks you are a murderer, so I hope you live a long life It's like being in hell, but in fact, the real mastermind behind the scenes, you and the headmaster, know that it has nothing to do with you, and the person who should be punished is still at large."

Wang Ge lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Besides these, I don't know what else I can do to make up for my failure. That child with great potential was ruined under my care. Gu Jiang, this kind of experience you won't understand."

Gu Wenye was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "You think I don't understand this kind of experience?"

He pulled out an unclear smile and shook his head slightly. Wang Ge felt that at this moment, the young general in front of him seemed to have changed a lot.Gu Wenye looked at Wang Ge, and calmly reported one name after another. Wang Ge was very familiar with these names. These were once outstanding graduates of this college, and they were also outstanding soldiers with great potential in their eyes. They were sent to the battlefield. But failed to come back.

"These people are all my soldiers. Under my men, I led them to win one battle after another, but failed to bring them back. They are the victims of this planet's stability. I can't protect everyone, this feeling of being powerless and watching my valued subordinates die one by one under the enemy's gunfire and spear, believe me, no one understands it better than me." Gu Wenye said, Wang Ge found that Gu Wenye was so calm and unwavering when he said these words, his heart tightened slightly, and he suddenly realized that the former student in front of him had already gone through a more terrifying battle than him.

Wang Ge's lips moved twice, and he spit out two dry words, "Sorry."

"I said this not to get your sympathy and apology." Gu Wenye waved his hand and said, "You need to let go of this emotional baggage. There are some things you can't do anything about, but there are some things you can do. Do something Meaningful, not self-punishing asceticism."

Wang Ge was in a daze for a moment, but Gu Wenye didn't say anything else. He turned his wheelchair, walked around among the students who were trying to operate the mecha, and left after a few words of encouragement.

On the other side, Qiu Yanping followed the old principal to the gardener who had left his address. It was a small house standing alone in the middle of the two apartments, which seemed particularly out of place.

Outside the door of the small room is a fence-like access control, with a few strings of red bone flowers that cannot be named, entangled with the pushed live latch, and it seems that no one has entered or exited for some time.

The old headmaster was still looking for the doorbell on the side wall hidden by climbing vines. Qiu Yanping had already pushed open the deadbolt fence and walked in.

The old headmaster was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly followed after letting out a soft sigh.

This low room has not been lived in for a long time, when the door was opened, a puff of dust was brought up, and the wind choked the old headmaster, waving his hands over his mouth and coughing twice. Qiu Yanping frowned slightly, and turned his gaze away. Looking around, the furnishings in the low room are very simple, a table, a chair, a bed, other than that, there is nothing else, and you can see everything at a glance.

The old principal let out an "ah" and said, "It seems that the gardener has moved to another place."

Qiu Yanping responded casually, he didn't think he could find that person here, but he just wanted to look for clues.

Although this low room faced south, it still had a gloomy and cold atmosphere everywhere.

If it is not at noon, the sun is just right, and it can directly shine in through the door, otherwise the whole room will be dark.

Qiu Yanping went straight into the room, first swept around the head of the bed, with the palm facing down, he waved the dust casually, then turned his palm, and something like a wisp of gray smoke burrowed into the palm of his hand. cuff.

"Since I can't find that gardener, Mr. Qiu, why don't I recommend another one? They are all well-known in the industry." The old principal stood outside the door and raised his voice slightly. He probably disliked the dust in the room. It was very heavy, and felt that it was very cloudy inside, so I was too timid to go in, and only stayed outside where the sun was shining.

Qiu Yanping ignored the old principal, he paused, his eyes fell on a dark red spot on the corner of the table, he squatted down halfway, his eyes moved down, and landed on the foot of the chair covered in dust, he was He dug in his pocket, took out the hand towel that Gu Wenye lent him in the morning, pursed his lips, and thought that no matter how dirty he would be, he would wash it up and return it to others. Gu Wenye would not know. Thinking this way, he took the hand towel Wipe away the thick layer of ash, and spray dark red in different shades on the chair legs in the form of splashes of ink.

Qiu Yanping paused while holding the towel to wipe the dust, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

is blood.

"Mr. Qiu?" Didn't hear Qiu Yanping's answer, the old principal asked again. He poked his head in slightly, wanting to see what Qiu Yanping was doing.

Qiu Yanping stood up neatly, walked to the gate and said briskly, "Okay."

"What, what's good?" The old headmaster didn't respond immediately.

"You said to recommend me another gardener, and I said yes." Qiu Yanping got the information he wanted, so he patiently accommodated the old man's poor memory, and said it again.

The old headmaster said "Oh", narrowed his eyes and smiled like an old fox. He nodded and said, "I'll find you a contact information when I get back." .