local demon bureau

"I can't decide this, I have to ask." Yang Juntang took out his mobile phone and went to the balcony to make a call to explain the situation here.

The director of the Bureau of Demon Management agreed freely, saying that it was a friendly communication between colleagues, which was very good.

Yangjun Tangxin said, don't think I don't know, everyone is forced by the majesty of the boss.

As soon as Xie Ya walked in, he felt a turbid air rushing towards his face. He pressed his thumping heart and leaned against Ji Lingqu to slow down. Ji Lingqu hugged him, took him into his arms, and gently stroked him His back, pumping power into his body.

The people present originally gathered here with the heart of admiring the big brother, but they didn't expect to eat a bowl of dog food in front of them.

"It's okay, just take it easy." After Xie Ya returned to normal, he stood up straight and smiled at Ji Lingqu.

Ji Lingqu stared at him worriedly, "Is it really all right? Don't be brave."

"No, it's really all right." Xie Ya lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, grinning.

"Ahem——" A cough brought Xie Ya back to reality, he turned his head and saw a group of people crowded the room behind him, looking at him and Ji Lingqu jokingly.

Realizing that the scene just now was seen by so many people, Xie Ya's entire face flushed red.

What a shame!

"It's okay, newlyweds, we understand, understand." A middle-aged man with a kind smile smiled at Xie Ya.

According to Mei Shutong, this is Zong Guofu, the director of the headquarters of the Demon Control Bureau.

Zong Guofu drove everyone else out, leaving only Yang Juntang at the scene, and Yang Juntang took the painting and put it on the table to unfold.

"This painting is indeed weird, but the evil spirit is not weak, and has been hiding in the painting. We tried various methods to lure it out, but all failed. We had no choice but to burn the painting directly, but It couldn't be burned at all, and now we can't do anything about it."

The woman in the painting is beautiful, gentle and pleasant. Xie Ya feels that the person in the painting is extremely attractive and extremely real. It is obviously not a realistic painting style, but it makes people feel that the woman in the painting is alive. human illusion.

He stared intently at the woman in the painting, and suddenly saw the person in the painting wink at him. Xie Ya woke up suddenly, his back wet with cold sweat.

But the others around him didn't seem to notice the abnormality just now.

"Did you see her blinking just now?" Xie Ya asked, pointing at the woman in the painting.

"Fuck, Xie Ya, don't tell ghost stories in broad daylight. I just kept staring at this painting, and I didn't see her blink at all." Ma Su exclaimed.

The faces of the director general and the others also became ugly, "I didn't see it either."

Xie Ya turned to look at Ji Lingqu, "What about you? You didn't see it either?"

"No." Ji Lingqu replied with heavy eyes.

How could he be the only one who saw it?Could it be his illusion?

Xie Ya looked at the painting again, his face suddenly changed, "She smiled!"

Ji Lingqu frowned, and stretched out his hand to pull the evil spirit out of the painting, but unexpectedly a strong force dragged him into the painting instead, Xie Ya grabbed his hand, trying to pull Ji Lingqu out, but they came one after another All are pulled into the painting.

A gust of wind blew by, leaving only an open painting in the room, and the woman sitting on the swing in the painting disappeared.

"Hiss..." Xie Ya rubbed the back of his head, as if he hit something.

He sat up, the dim light made it impossible for him to tell where it was for a while.

"Why did you kid sleep on the floor again? Did you knock?" The familiar voice and tone made Xie Ya freeze.

He turned his head, and the next second the lights in the room were turned on, filling the room with warm light, and Lu Fangchao's face came into his sight.

"Grandpa..." Xie Ya shouted tremblingly.

"Did you fall asleep? Who is it but your grandfather?" Lu Fangchao came over, "Hurry up and change your clothes. Breakfast is ready. After eating, go to school quickly. Don't even think about skipping class, kid."

How is this going?

Xie Ya lowered his head in doubt, and saw a pair of brand new sneakers, which were given to him by Meng Yangyu on his freshman birthday.

He sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the closet, and sure enough, he saw his high school uniform, the textbooks for the first year of high school in his schoolbag, and he hadn't written yesterday's homework.

Xie Ya subconsciously felt that he had forgotten something, but he really couldn't remember it. Why did he feel something was wrong?He is indeed in his freshman year of high school, isn't he?

He rubbed his hair, "Am I sleepy?"

After changing his clothes and carrying his schoolbag, he went downstairs, a tall figure sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, drinking a sip of coffee from time to time, a woman's figure was busy in the kitchen.

Xie Ya stood at the door in a daze, the man suddenly turned his head, "You brat, you overslept again, hurry up and have breakfast, I'll drive you off later."

He hesitated and said, "Dad?"

"What's wrong? I don't know your dad anymore?" Xie Bisheng teased.

Xie Ya shook his head and sat down, Lu Yinghe came over with a glass of milk, "Drink the milk, grow taller, surpass your father."

"Xiao Ya will definitely surpass me, after all, we have the genes of both of us." Xie Bisheng laughed.

Lu Yinghe wiped the water stains on her hands, touched Xie Ya's head, and looked at him tenderly.

Beautiful morning, warm family atmosphere, grandpa is watering the flowers in the yard.

Xie Ya felt uncomfortable, did he forget something important?

"Xie Ya!" Meng Yangyu came to tell him to go to school, Xie Ya finished drinking the milk in twos and twos, put on his schoolbag and ran out, "Here we come."

"Hey, thank you, have you written your homework? Can you copy it for me?" Meng Yangyu bumped Xie Ya's arm.

"No, I still plan to copy yours." Xie Ya spread his hands.

The two looked at each other and sighed, "Why don't we do something in the future, and work together."

Xie Ya thought about it, it's okay.

"Let's borrow Zhan Xinlin's homework. She has good grades, so she must have done it." Meng Yangyu looked at him happily.

"Why did you borrow Zhan Xinlin's? Feng Yingdi must have done it too. It's convenient for my deskmate to copy it." Xie Ya ignored his teasing.

"You kid, you are so good and so good. Are you really not tempted by Zhan Xinlin chasing you like that? She is so beautiful. If you take it out, you will have more face. She is still devoted to you." Meng Yangyu bumped He bumped into him, "Don't hesitate too much, there are many people chasing Zhan Xinlin, Jiang Zhike in our class stares at Zhan Xinlin all day long, you even look down on Zhan Xinlin, so what kind of god does it take to catch your eyes. "

"That's right, I just like gods." Xie Ya said casually, and just as he finished speaking, he suddenly froze in place.

"Old Xie? What's wrong with you?" Meng Yangyu looked back at him in confusion.

Xie Ya's eyes stared straight, as if he had been taken in his soul, he was stunned in place, a drop of sweat fell down the corner of his forehead.

He finally realized that something was wrong, everyone was there, but that person was missing.

that person?who?

Xie Ya had a splitting headache, and there was nothing preventing him from remembering that person's name. He hugged his head, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, felt dizzy for a while, his body could no longer stand up, and he slowly squatted down, Meng Yangyu hurried forward to check on his condition, calling his name anxiously.

Think about it, think about it, how can you forget that person.

He kept hitting his head with his fists, and suddenly the sounds of birds, insects, pedestrians coming and going, and Meng Yangyu's voice all began to withdraw.

He was the only one, frozen in place as if time had been frozen.

"Patta" a drop of sweat hit the ground, and a spray of water bloomed.

He lifted up suddenly, looked into the distance, raised the corners of his lips, and called out the name, "Ji Lingqu."

Everything around him flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Are you really going to give up?"

"Stay and you'll have it all."

Xie Bisheng and Lu Yinghe held hands and stretched out their hands towards him, "Xiaoya, come quickly, come to parents."

Zhan Xinlin showed her a bright smile, "Xie Ya."

Jiang Zhi was playing basketball with his classmates, Feng Yingdi was reciting a book, and Wei Qian was walking on the road with her boyfriend.

Yu Jinglei was sent to the school gate by Lucky, Zhong Ran came up and touched Lucky's head, Ding Shengwen waved to greet them, Yu Bofei and his wife took Lucky to the car and left, Xing Hongbin was negotiating with someone, Qu Rui took out the mirror and tidied up his dress.

Zhuo Xiaohan lived with his grandfather in the village and was not kicked out, nor was he bullied at school. Quan Yuyin was by Li Haisheng's side, and the two had never been separated. Ye is still the popular traffic that is sought after by people.

Lu Fangchao was watering the flowers in the yard with a water bottle, when he suddenly turned around and smiled at Xie Ya, "Xiao Ya."

Xie Ya's eyes suddenly became wet, his voice choked up, "Grandpa—"

That voice showed a triumphant laugh, but in the next second, there was a "pop", like a shattered mirror.

Sound, this beautiful dream made of illusions was completely shattered.

The scene in front of him disappeared in front of Xie Ya, leaving only darkness.

"Why?! Isn't all this what you want? You actually gave up your family and friends for a man." The voice roared angrily.

Xie Ya's eyes were still red, he calmly stared at the main messenger hidden in the darkness, "Only Ji Lingqu is my only truth."

Following a burst of white light, the surrounding scene seemed to be drawn into a vortex, and Xie Ya fell into another dream following this vortex.

"Tick tock, tick tock..." The continuous sound of rain woke Xie Ya up.

This is an antique house, he got up from the floor, looked around, a sound of hurried footsteps gradually approaching, he subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide, but the speed of the other party was too fast, Xie Ya had no time to hide, the other party Just pushed open the door and walked in.

Xie Ya collided with that servant girl, but the servant girl didn't seem to see him, she walked through the outer room and walked in, "Miss, madam is here, quickly hide the little fox."

He followed the servant girl and walked in, only to see a gentle and pleasant woman with a scorpion head and moth eyebrows sitting on the soft couch. She was estimated to be sixteen or seventeen years old. She was holding a red fox in her arms. Wearing gauze, it must be injured.

Xie Ya always felt a little familiar.

The woman quickly hid the red fox, followed by a graceful and luxurious woman, "Xuezan, you are sixteen years old, and you are still so frizzy. This year, His Majesty will choose the best girl, so you must be proud of yourself." , Madam Liu, have you all attended today's class?"

"Returning to Madam, not yet. The lady said that it is raining today and I don't want to get my feet wet..." Before Mammy Liu finished speaking, the woman hated iron and steel, "You Xuezan, you really want to die of anger." its me!"

Hearing this name, Xie Ya suddenly remembered that Wu Liang's concubine, Youshi, was named Xuezan, so if nothing unexpected happened to that red fox, it should be Mei Shutong.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0121:00:01~2020-07-0321:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 78 bottles of wuli drunk; 4 bottles of two flowers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!