A-level spirit master

Before Gu Yan entered Shen Cun's bedroom, he repeatedly told himself to be gentle in tone and loving in expression, and to try his best to make this poor little girl who had been paralyzed in bed for a week with a high fever feel the warmth of the world.

Ming Ming unscrewed the door, Gu Yan looked over her head, and raised a bright smile courteously.

——Then, this smiling face is like an old-fashioned TV set with poor contact, which freezes for two seconds and turns into a full screen of black lines.

Ming Ming let out a sigh: "Brother Cun, you are very happy."

Shen Cun had an IV drip in one hand, and a fever-reducing sticker on his forehead. The fever made Jun's face pale, and the color of his lips became much lighter.He's already doing this, and he's still sucking jelly and leaning on the pillow to tap his phone.

The thumb pokes like flying.

"Is it better?" Feng Ping said.

"Well, sit whatever you want." Shen Cun didn't look up, but there was a smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Ming Ming carried the sofa in the corner to the bed with one hand, and the three sat down together.Shen Cun tilted his head with the jelly bag in his mouth: "There are snacks on the table, take them yourself."

"it is good."

From the moment he entered the door until now, this idiot didn't even look at him, his eyeballs seemed to be glued to his phone.Gu Yan snorted inwardly in dissatisfaction.

"Today is puffer fish?" Shen Cun glanced at him with a smile, "Your face looks like a bun."

"I see." Gu Yan laughed and said, "Tomorrow is a bomb, I will let you know in advance."

Mingming said: "There are still leisurely jokes about people, it seems that it's all right."

Shen Cun held the jelly in his mouth, and his voice was a little vague: "It was struck twice by lightning, and it has almost recovered now." When he was talking to everyone, the phone didn't stop, and the buzzing message notification sound came every few minutes. It popped out of it in seconds.

"Business is quite busy." Gu Yan stretched his legs, "Alright, why don't we go first."

"Don't." Shen Cun threw the suffocated jelly bag into the trash can, "I'm sending people the delivery address, it will be ready soon."

Gu Yan joked: "You bought a blow-up doll again?"

Feng Ping and Ming Ming burst out laughing.

Shen Cun sighed helplessly: "Brother Gu, did you forget that you bought a small skirt with huge sums of money?"

"I'll wipe it." Gu Yan was taken aback. The two originally planned to come out of the school history museum to get it, but they didn't expect to go in standing up and lay down, and the little skirt naturally fell in L City, "Do you have a contact method?"

"When I left, the clerk stuffed me with a business card." Shen Cun said, "The boss asked me to add her on WeChat to explain in detail."

"Specifically in WeChat?" Ming Ming tutted, "It's clear that there is an attempt."

Shen Cun looked at Ming Ming with admiration: "Well...the boss asked me to post a photo..."

Mingming laughed loudly: "Did you post it?"

"...Sent." Shen Cun smiled wearily, "She also said that there were two people who came to buy it, and both of them had to send photos, and the goods could only be delivered after verification."

Gu Yan stared: "Hehe, the little girl has a good plan. If it's a collection of cards, you can buy one or two."

Mingming slapped his thighs happily: "This is a blatant covet for the beauty of the two of you!"

"So, I'm trying to reason with her." Shen Cun typed a few more words.

"Talk to her a little bit." Gu Yan stood up, took Shen Cun's cell phone and pulled out the camera, snapped a picture for himself.

After sending the photo, Gu Yan threw the phone aside: "Don't worry about such things."

Shen Cun blinked: "Okay."

"Let's talk about something else." Ming Ming said, "[Si You]'s beautiful head was cut off by you, right?"

"Is it...?" Shen Cun said confusedly.

Ming Ming looked at Feng Ping.

"Everything I know has been written into Feng Ling's report." Feng Ping confessed.

Ming Ming handed the report to Shen Cun: "See if there is anything to add."

Shen Cun took it, and glanced at it for a moment: "Well, after sealing [Luo Luo Beast] and before entering the canyon, our experience is different from that of Ah Ping."

"What happened after that? After being attacked by [Kui Drum] for the second time." Ming Ming sat next to Shen Cun, and pointed to the end of the report, "You and them fell unconscious at the same time?"

Shen Cun was stunned, then looked at Gu Yan: "Really?"

"Look at me, how do I know." Gu Yan said.

"My memory is stuck at the place where I was stunned by lightning." Shen Cun frowned, "Are you sure that [Siyou]'s wound was caused by [Yuandi]?"

Ming Ming nodded very positively.

"It shouldn't be..." Shen Cun murmured.

Ming Ming folded his hands and leaned against the back of the sofa: "You were killed after you were unconscious... Who was it... It was indeed the sword wound caused by [Yuan Di]..."

"Could it be [Yuan Di] protector?" Feng Ping pondered, "Although the [Edict] has disappeared, [Yuan Di] was forged by its teeth, and there may be a trace of evil beast power remaining on it. "

Mingming was taken aback for a moment, and then he slapped his hands: "Yes, yes, yes! It's possible!"

Shen Cun's face was not very good: "I took my life by relying on the power of the evil beast..."

"It's not one life, it's four lives." Ming Ming patted him on the shoulder, "Speaking of which, if [Si You] didn't die, you four would be the ones who saw Hades."

Gu Yan stroked his chin and said, "An old tooth is so powerful, how terrifying the [Decree] itself must be."

"No one can answer this question." Ming Ming sneered, "Because everyone who saw it with their own eyes died on the spot in the 'Battle of Yuan Demon Dao'."

"Have you heard the news about the demon spirit's reappearance?" Shen Cun asked.

Ming Ming said solemnly: "I caught some rumors before, and the Tribunal has begun to pay attention. But I didn't expect you to meet again so soon, and even caught a demonized [Silent Whisperer]."

"What do you say?" Feng Ping asked.

"There is currently no order issued, and it should still be in the discussion stage." Mingming said.

"Is there any task assigned to the high executive department recently?" Gu Yan asked.

"I've been busy for a while." Ming Ming smiled, "I don't have any tasks recently, everyone can relax."

"Ah, if not, I will go back to school tomorrow." Gu Yan said.

The medicinal liquid in the hanging bottle slowly bottomed out, Shen Cun tore off the adhesive tape on the back of his hand, pulled the pillow off with one hand, and brought out a small string of blood beads.Then, in less than a second, the stitches heal completely.

Ming Ming said blankly, "Friend, haven't you missed your third major?"

Gu Yan: "Huh?"

"Besides, you finished your graduation thesis last semester?"

Gu Yan: "... Is there anything you don't know?"

"If you don't have anything important to do, stay in the high executive department." Ming Ming turned to Feng Ping and said, "And you, don't you have an internship at the beginning of school? I'll issue a certificate for you, so don't go back."

"...It is possible." Feng Ping said, "But why?"

Gu Yan smiled: "Come together to play mahjong?"

"Heh, if I want to join the table, there will be a lot of people to accompany you if you just wave your hand?" Mingming glanced at him, "The task of sealing the spirit is temporarily gone, but there are some special tasks that everyone needs to do."

"what?"

"Together with Shen Cun, go to the Dizhou Fengling Bureau to match Mailing."

Gu Yan was startled: "Hey, Brother Cun..."

"En." Ming Ming said, "It has been negotiated through the trial office. It was originally planned that you will go there directly after completing the mission. Now, wait for Shen Cun to recover from his fever."

Shen Cun said: "Actually, this little ailment doesn't matter..."

"Be honest." Ming Ming frowned, "Your illness is also strange."

"Should I go too... the Dizhou Fengling Bureau?" Feng Ping asked in a low voice.

"Go as much as you can." Ming Ming was worried, "If it's just me and Shen Cun going, I feel like I'll be bullied."

"..." Feng Ping & Gu Yan & Shen Cun.Leader are you serious...

"That's it." Ming Ming made a final decision.

... The Earth and Universe Fengling Bureau.

If we go, we will be able to meet those two people...

Gu Yan lowered his eyes and thought to himself, see you sooner or later, there will be such a day.

……

The days passed like a stream of water.Little friend Ximeng is in his first year of high school, and time has become tense, so he took a weekend to visit Shen Cun, the patient, and rushed home that night.

Therefore, the daily activities of the high executive department are Gu Yan and Ming Jian playing glory in double rows, Shen Cun snoring under a blanket and playing flying chess with plain water and the wind, and Ms. Mingming catches someone (probably her brother) while processing documents and looking at her mood. A few words.

Comfortable to the point of pain.

At this time, Gu Yan still doesn't know that this ordinary time will become the past that he misses the most during his days of desperate life.

……

On the night before everyone was about to leave, an unexpected visitor came to the Gao Zhi Department.

The visitor was 27 and [-] years old, extremely handsome, even a bit feminine.He is tall and thin, wearing a tea-white double-breasted Tang suit, waist-length black hair tied low behind his head, holding a black thermos cup in his hand, and pushed open the heavy lacquered door of the high executive department.

It was already twelve o'clock at night, Ming Ming drove Gu Yan and others upstairs to sleep, and she was the only one left in the lobby on the first floor.

"Cheng Jian?" Ming Ming narrowed his eyes, "Why are you here?"

"The things in Luoyang City, it's time to work together—" Cheng Yan sighed, "Sister Xiao Ming, long time no see."

The corner of Ming Ming's mouth twitched: "You're spending a lot of time in the Fengling Bureau? If you fart, let it go!"

Cheng Jian sat down on the sofa very consciously, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Let me confirm your itinerary for tomorrow, so you can make some arrangements in advance."

Mingming laughed, glanced at the big clock, and said pointedly: "It's hard for Qin Sangjun to rush all night."

Cheng Yan shrugged: "You know, the deacon of the Fengling Bureau's high-level executive department resigned, and the court sent me to take over temporarily. I'm still not proficient in many tasks. It's getting late after handling today's official duties."

Mingming smiled and said, "Did Qin Sangjun forget that there is a tool in this world called a telephone?"

"That's right! It's just that I'm too anxious." Cheng Yan shook his head, "I want to fly across the mirror lake and moon overnight because of my dream——"

Ming Ming clenched his fists and took a deep breath: "Tomorrow, five of us, Ming Jian, Shen Cun, Feng Ping, and the newcomer Gu Yan, will go to the Fengling Bureau together. Qin Sangjun, please prepare the room. In addition, tell your little brats to restrain themselves and stop jumping up and down."

Cheng Yan took another sip of tea and nodded earnestly: "Okay, okay, no problem."

After he finished speaking, the old god continued to drink tea on the ground.Ming Ming looked at him with an uneasy expression, and slowly aroused a sarcastic smile: "Qin Sangjun is done, don't you want to go?"

"Let's go, see you tomorrow, little sister Xiaoming." Cheng Yan tightened the lid of the cup, stretched out his slender index finger to scratch his temples, and said casually, "Ah, that's right. I heard that [Kuigu] is with you?"

Ming Ming's pretty face sank: "Why do you ask this?"

"I just asked casually." Cheng Jian took out a small roll of purple silk from his wide cuff, and said with a smile, "Accidentally received a notice from above, if you have it, please give it to me. "

Mingming lit a cigarette, crossed his legs and said, "Cheng Jian, are you fucking shameless? You don't know how [Kuigu] came about? Without Shen Cun, you don't even know the lives of the Fengling Bureau." Where is it lost, are you still willing to ask for our spoils?"

"Sister Xiaoming, what is 'you' and 'us'?" Cheng Yan looked at her aggrievedly, "We are born from the same root, so why rush each other? My pulse is [Thunder God], [Kui Drum] means to me You know what you are talking about, little sister Ming. No matter how good the props are, they must be in the hands of the right person to exert their greatest power."

"What's more..." Cheng Yan shook off the purple scroll and blinked, "The elders' house has already signed the signature."

Mingming angrily threw half of the cigarette butt at Cheng Yan's face!

Cheng Yan flicked it in the air with a smile, the cigarette butt changed its trajectory, turned around and hit the ground.

"Go away!" Ming Ming took out a small box from the table and threw it over, "I wish you invincible!"

Cheng grabbed the box, stood up and shook his clothes, looked back and smiled lightly: "Good night, sister Xiaoming, see you tomorrow."