surname teacher

Zhao Xiaolan's complexion was not good, and Zhao Xiaolan wiped the cold sweat from her palms nervously. As far as he could see, Jin Heng, who had just heard him talk about the Qingjiangwan real estate project, was also looking down at a thick book. Booklets like bricks.

This thick book looks more special than ordinary ancient books. It seems that it can be opened at will from both sides, and there is a jade-like thing embedded in the middle. At a glance, you can only see every page. All kinds of square typefaces are densely written on it like a dictionary, and on the light blue cover, there are three large characters in neat handwriting, the surname Wan.

Most people have heard of these hundred surnames. After all, Sanbaiqian can be regarded as a popular science children's book in the traditional Chinese sense, but seriously, few people have heard of the Wan family surname.

It was only after Zhao Xiaolan met Jin Heng by chance that she realized that there is such a mysterious knowledge in the world as asking the ancestors to eliminate evil spirits and take care of the house.

However, this is precisely the difference between Jin Heng and the general alchemists who are proficient in Feng Shui. At least every time he encounters some unsolvable evil things, he is only willing to believe in Jin Heng, and he will only come to him for help.

But maybe it’s because Jin Heng didn’t talk a lot today, so the atmosphere in the study seemed a bit dull for some reason. In order to appease his uneasy emotions, Jin Heng specially ordered and threw the spices in the small plate beside him, but in fact, there was a period of time. Zhao Xiaolan, who had never met him in private, stared hesitantly at his unaccustomed black hair, and then asked in a low voice,

"Young master...how did you remember to dye your hair? Didn't you say that it would cause great harm to your body, so you can't dye your hair often?"

"Suddenly wanted to dye it, so I dyed it."

Jin Heng, who is always alienated and indifferent to outsiders, picked up the crane paperweight and pressed one of the pages. Zhao Xiaolan was a little depressed to hear that he was so obviously perfunctory, but he could only be honest. I didn't ask any more questions.

But it was only quiet for a few seconds, and the guy who was suspected by his parents to have ADHD when he was a child couldn't sit still anymore, he looked to the left and then looked a little bored, and at the same time, he suddenly went to Jinheng where he used to always be He casually glanced at the old desk full of various books and sundries.

When he noticed that there was a rare tea white short bottle on the clean table that was cleaned up by accident today, and there was actually a simple and elegant white camellia inserted in the bottle, Zhao Xiaolan, who almost thought he had misread something, suddenly lost his eyes. It's getting weird.

"...are you listening to me?"

The voice in the ear pulled back Zhao Xiaolan's thoughts that had almost diverged in time. Seeing this guy raised his head dully and asked in a daze, what did you say, Jin Heng also frowned inexplicably and opened the door. From the drawer, he took out a bunch of red thread strung with copper coins and a box of incense sticks and handed them to him.

"When you get home, hang the red thread on the door first, and burn the three sticks of purple sweet potato incense one by one facing the first threshold of the door. Then you don't have to kowtow to the memorial tablet every day, but instead face the position of the ancestors who guard the family. Kow, there must be one of the gods, three ghosts and four."

"Then...then I have been sweating all night and having nightmares. Is it because of some crimes committed by our ancestors and now they are looking for me?"

"The thing on your body now is the karma of more than eight generations of the Zhao family. Otherwise, your father and grandfather would not dare to come forward to protect you. You should go back and check if there are any strange holes in the corner of the kitchen at home. If there are any No matter how inconspicuous it is, find a clean stove and plug it up immediately, and if you still feel something is wrong at night in two days, come to me again."

"Then... Then what about the child who died in my unopened real estate before... Also, will this kind of thing happen again?"

"The death of that child has nothing to do with you being bewitched by evil spirits. The evil spirits that your ancestors feuded back then are not the same thing as the evil spirits that ate that child. Hundreds of family skewers are family-born evil spirits. I will explain to you the specifics later. The reason for this is nothing more than the fact that the family has evil intentions and evil, if the family members continue to trouble you with this matter, you can go to legal channels, and extortion and extortion are out of my control."

He replied in such a good mood, Jin Heng, whose voice had improved a lot in the past two days, lowered his head and coughed again, and saw Zhao Xiaolan, who nodded repeatedly, took the things he gave with trepidation and stared at the dazzling light. Jin Heng took a look outside the window and closed his red and painful eyes for an instant before slowing down his voice and exhorting,

"Next time, don't come to Luoxia Mountain to look for me. Sometimes there are people who are not related to me at home, so it's not convenient to talk."

"Hey, okay, it's mainly because I heard that you were sick a while ago? I just wanted to stop by to see you, so how can I contact you next time, young master?"

"I may move out in a while, and I will give you the address of my new home. Before that, if you have any situation, go to the north of the city to find me. There is a teahouse under my name there. You can go directly there to find my people. It’s okay for him to come and tell me.”

"En? Why did you suddenly decide to move out? I seem to remember that your old man said before that you can only have a family... No, isn't it? You... Are you going to get married?"

When he was halfway through the sentence, he suddenly froze. Zhao Xiaolan, who had known him for a few years, opened his mouth wide when he saw Jin Heng's acquiescence, and casually put all the scattered things on the table into the drawer. After tidying up the fixed location, Jin Heng answered without seeming too emotionally fluctuating,

"Well, the person selected by the old man is a few years older than me."

"Then... that means that this year is almost thirty, right? Uh, it can't be a second marriage... Ah, that, I definitely don't mean to discriminate against second marriages, young master, this marriage and second marriage are actually nothing The difference, being older also has the benefits of being older... that's it, isn't this a bit too sudden?"

Although I probably know that in a traditional family like Jin Heng and the others, the elders are the head of the family, the younger generation's marriage is generally not in the hands of the master, but I was a little surprised when I first heard that he was really going to get married at a young age.

"The marriage of children and grandchildren established three generations ago in the family. The old man has been looking for the man who was mentioned in the family motto for so many years. The man whose surname is Lieutenant General Qin, and now it is not easy for him to find it. He In fact, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods at all in private, but he always obeys the ancestor's legacy, but this kind of thing itself doesn't have much meaning to me, and it doesn't matter who the target is."

It took three or four days of thinking at home before finally deciding on this matter. Jin Heng looks like a talkative person but doesn't like others to force him to make a decision. It is actually wise for Qin Gentian to give him enough free time to think about it. Act of.

And after listening to Jin Heng's remarks that he dared to say that because he was obviously never married, Zhao Xiaolan also twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and after thinking about it, he still said from the perspective of having a good personal relationship with him,

"If you think so, then I have nothing to say, but I think it's best to be with someone you like, at least with someone who looks pleasing to your eyes, and you have to marry someone you hate. It must be worse than killing yourself if you stay together every day. Hey, I still don’t talk too much. I’m still single. When I really decide to do something, please tell me. The gift money for being a friend when you get married must be I want to send it..."

Zhao Xiaolan said so, chatted with Jin Heng casually, took the things he gave, and went home. Jin Heng didn't go downstairs to see him off, but stood by the window and watched the guy's car drive away. Then he turned and went back into the house.

And he casually took away the page of Wan's surname that had just been suppressed with crane paper, and looked down at the strange beast drawn on it that was glaring at him. Jin Heng, who looked thoughtful, suddenly felt Under his slippers, it seemed that he stepped on something that was not quite right.

When he moved his feet and looked down, Jin Heng, who was subconsciously frowned by the stench, only saw the corpse of a red-haired rat whose neck had been bitten off alive and exuded the stench of meat oil hiding Under his desk, there is a napkin covering his face in horror, which symbolizes that he must die in peace.

Jin Heng: "..."

"This is a string of hundreds of families born of the evil thoughts of the people. At two or three o'clock in the night, one goes down the mouse holes of each house to find children's white and tender ears and eyes to drill into. After getting in, eat all the ear oil and brains Occupying the body of a boy, this is just a male skewer under your feet, and there is a female skewer that has gone to nowhere for now, let it stay with you for a few days, if you want to keep it privately, as the saying goes , Hundreds of families string together hundreds of families, and the father and mother have a litter in spring, which is quite a good supplement for young men, especially young men like you who have not been married~"

He blinked his eyes hinting like a perverted strange old man, the old ear who just came back from a night outside did not feel at all that he was embarrassed to speak yellow accents casually in front of the serious and serious Xuanxuanxuanxuansun thing.

Being instantly displeased by his words, the old ear turned cold when he saw that Jin Heng was really angry this time, so he laughed and jumped off the table, winked at him and said with a smile,

"Don't just throw it away for me! Uncle, I'm going outside to have some fun, and I won't be back tonight, so you and our aunt can have a good chat in the two-person world. Don't hurt~ Shame~"

Jin Heng: "..."

……

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when Gentiana Qin arrived at Jin's house.

What is obviously different from before is that compared to last time when everyone was there, today only Jin Heng, who he has not met formally, is at home.

Aunt Zhang still opened the door for him when he entered. Qin Gentian, who was dressed relatively younger today, greeted Aunt Zhang at the door, and Aunt Zhang who came out of the kitchen also waved to him. After looking at the study room with the door tightly closed, Aunt Zhang subconsciously lowered her voice and whispered to Gentiana Qin.

"The young master just asked me twice what time it is now, and I guess I've been waiting for you to come over, Mr. Qin, please sit downstairs for a while, I'll go up and call him after I reheat the soup, it will be ready soon. "

"Well, okay, sorry to trouble you."

Thanks to Auntie Zhang for her kindness, Qin Geng actually didn’t ask her to pay attention to Jinheng’s attitude towards him before, but in fact, sometimes, you just need to be willing to show a pleasing appearance and let others treat you hypocritically If you have a good impression, even if you don't ask for it later, the other party will naturally be willing to help you.

Thinking in this way, he followed Aunt Zhang to the small living room and sat down. Qin Gentiana, who seemed to be doing nothing, casually raised his head to look at the small tea table in front of him, and then noticed that there were a few untrimmed branches on the table. Ornamental camellias and a pair of floral scissors.

Click, click.

The repeated opening and closing of the scissors felt a bit comfortable against the palm of the hand. Qin Gentian played with the scissors in his hand with great interest and did not say a word, but his eyes seemed a little piercing. It just so happened that Jin Heng, who had finally cleaned up the rat corpse, also Walking out of his study room and preparing to go downstairs, the young man who has always lived reclusively looked down and the first thing he saw was the man in the living room downstairs who was holding the end of the flower branch and carelessly pruning the camellia and the light-colored petals he had fallen on at the moment. Edge, accidentally filled with erotic fingers.

This is the first deep impression Qin Gentiana left in Jin Heng's memory.

Although at the moment he didn't see Qin Gentian's face very clearly, but for a moment, Jin Heng still had a very subtle feeling in his heart.

Perhaps it is a special preference that people are born with when facing beautiful things, and there may be other things that may not be clear, but in short, this kind of inexplicable idea was quickly given by Jin Heng, who has always been self-disciplined. pressed down.

Then, when the young man walked downstairs step by step in his usual manner, Qin Gentiana, who heard something behind him, also turned his head to look at Jin Heng, put down the camellia in his hand, and was about to stand up.

"You sit down."

Not wanting to be polite with him in his own home, Jin Heng, who was leaning on a cane, replied briefly and sat opposite him under Qin Gentian's gaze.

Seeing this, Qin Gentian just nodded but didn't speak. When he met Jin Heng, he looked at his gaze calmly, and the man who didn't choose to escape just smiled calmly, and then seemed quite natural to take the initiative to speak,

"I heard that you were very busy two days ago, so I haven't come to bother you. You should be almost busy now?"

"kindness."

The atmosphere between the two of them was a little cold for a while. Jin Heng's eyebrows and eyes were as dignified and alienated as his personality. Apart from the visual oppression caused by the light skin pigmentation, sitting there without talking was also like a landscape painting. It seems that there is a traditional and dignified classical charm on him.

It's just that the two people are not familiar with each other in terms of real relationship, and they are not much different from strangers without any good communication before.

So at this moment, the two of them sat facing each other with a private distance, but they were completely speechless for a few seconds. In the end, Jin Heng took the initiative to speak.

His original intention was to deepen his understanding of each other. After all, two people who have made plans to live together will have such a day, but I don’t know if it’s because they really have something to say. It got cold again.

And it wasn't until this moment that he finally understood what Zhao Xiaolan said about staying with someone he didn't like forcibly. Jin Heng frowned and looked at the man who had given him a good impression at the beginning, almost suspicious. All the sudden good feelings I had for him just now were all false illusions.

"Actually, I personally think that we don't need to discuss anything special about this kind of thing for the time being. Things like living habits may be difficult to change at first. Try to adapt for a while and you will gradually get used to it."

As he said this, he slowly put down the teacup in his hand. Qin Gentiana always gave people the feeling that he was very stable and thoughtful. Very proud without making people feel that he is very humble and comfortable.

But it is precisely this kind of attitude that makes people unable to see his inner thoughts clearly, so that he looks like an over-packaged beautiful box, and no one knows what is going on in his heart. Thought.

And the most obvious thing among them is that this person is always on his face, but he can feel the slightest sincerity in his smiling face.

Once this not-so-good perception arises, Jin Heng's attitude becomes a bit lukewarm. In fact, he shouldn't have made too many demands on the person who also chose to compromise with him on this deformed relationship, but What he dislikes the most in his life is this kind of duplicity.

So even if there was a moment when I really had a slightly different feeling towards Gentiana Qin just now, Jin Heng doesn't want to say anything more to him now.

"Well, let's go to have dinner first, and discuss the rest later. If you want to stay tonight, there is a room upstairs. If you don't want to, you can contact Lao Dong to pick you up. You can do whatever you want."

It was obvious that Jin Heng's attitude towards him had changed a lot from the beginning. Qin Gentiana, who was staring at the branch of camellia on the table, silently watched him stand up and walk away, and stopped him for a while, but then his gray eyes He narrowed his eyes in doubt.

Maintaining this awkward and silent atmosphere, after finishing the dinner at Jin's house, Qin Gentian, who didn't plan to stay any longer to beg Jin Heng's suspicion, left without knowing it, but it seemed that even Aunt Zhang, who was a bystander, felt them. The atmosphere was not quite right, so he pulled Qin Gentian nervously to ask more questions.

However, Gentiana Qin couldn't explain too much about this, because in fact, even he himself didn't know what Jin Heng thought of him now.

And when he returned to the urban area, he was thinking about this matter while carrying the supper for Cui Dingdong and walked step by step through the old alley in the city with no lights. Qin Gentiana, who was about to reach the depths of the alley alone, suddenly heard There was an unusually fishy and pungent disgusting smell.

"Abao...Abao...where are you...where are you...Abao...where are you..."

From the second-floor apartment building in the distance, the terrified crying of a child and the weird voice of an elderly woman chattering in local dialect could also be heard vaguely.

The sound of dripping water from the old water pipes is ringing, and the horrific and miserable cries are getting louder and louder. All kinds of sharp and hoarse voices come together to make people feel hairy. The residential buildings on both sides seem to seal the exits. The only way to escape is a little light ahead.

But that faint ray of light seemed so far away, so far away that the man in hell at this moment seemed to be reduced to a poor group of leftovers in the belly of the demon.

But sometimes until the last moment, who would know that he is the poor prey who is really in hell and deserves to be torn to pieces?

Thinking of this, Gentiana Qin, who looked no different from ordinary people, suddenly lowered his head and laughed strangely for some reason. He felt the sound of foreign objects crawling behind him, and unconsciously licked his lips for a while. He felt a mass of bloody black mist that was about to pounce on him and bite off his throat.

And almost without any pause, he grabbed the haunted monster out of the black mist and threw it viciously on the dirty and greasy ground. Qin Gentiana, whose face was instantly splattered with stinky blood, only gave a condescending kick Stepping on the throat of the dying female string on the ground, she leaned down and licked her fingertips with the scarlet tongue, then said with a grinning grin,

"Hush, don't make a sound, if you dare to make a sound for me, I will tear your mouth apart."