Change Human Trilogy

When submitting the copy to Jiang Chengyue for the sixth time, Zhong Yu, who was in a bad mood, questioned Jiang Chengyue: You turned Qianqian into a vampire, what are you going to do?

He thought that Jiang Chengyue would ignore his question, but he didn't expect him to admit it directly.

Jiang Chengyue said: I am also a compassionate person, and I will not let my life disappear in vain.

He smiled smugly, because he could see that Zhong Yu was having a headache for Qianqian.

To put it bluntly, Zhong Yu cannot compare with him in any aspect, life experience, appearance, status, background, all of them are not on the same level.

But for some reason, from the first time he saw Zhong Yu, he felt disgust from the bottom of his heart.

Zhong Yu has nothing, is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.But it was such an ordinary vampire of the same kind that always made him uneasy.

Haven't you been looking for the same kind?Wouldn't it be better to send you a few with you.

Jiang Chengyue played with the pen in her hand like a villain on TV.

Zhong Yu's face has become extremely ugly.

Jiang Chengyue went on to say: That Jianguo has such a good relationship with you... It's a pity that they are not of the same kind!

Don't mess around!

Zhong Yu was a little excited.

At this time, I can't care about anything else.

Seeing him angry, Jiang Chengyue felt secretly refreshed.

For so long, no matter how he put pressure on him, he always acted like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. It turned out that his weakness was not in himself.Jiang Chengyue made a condescending gesture, and said solemnly: It's none of your business, you can go out.

Zhong Yu stared at him: If you dare to do anything to Jianguo, I will never let you go.

Jiang Chengyue nodded with a smile, raised her eyebrows and said: You still pray that he doesn't deliver it to the door by himself!

Ms. Dong called and asked Zhong Yu to go to the auction to fill in the bidding materials. Zhong Yu took a half-day off from work, followed Ms. Dong to fill out several forms, and roughly went through the auction process.

The driver secretly told Zhong Yu that Ms. Dong didn't need to come in person, but she was very attentive to everything about Zhong Yu.

He enviously said to Zhong Yu: You are so lucky.

Zhong Yu smiled awkwardly.

On the way back, Miss Dong wanted to see him off, but he refused.

The driver's words disturbed him.He is very grateful to Miss Dong for helping him, but he doesn't want this friendship to deteriorate at all.

Ms. Dong was slightly disappointed by Zhong Yu's refusal, and when she left, she told him the time of the auction again.

Zhong Yu looked at the shadow of the car going away, and sighed.

Suddenly a figure rushed out and grabbed him by the collar: Are you trapped and raised?He also told me to concentrate on work!Date yourself all day long!

Zhong Yu fixed his eyes on Jianguo, Jianguo's veins were exposed, and he looked like he was being played.

No wonder since the beginning of the company, he felt that there was always someone following behind him, and he felt that he was really followed.

Zhong Yu hurriedly calmed him down, and explained that he wanted to use Miss Dong's help to bid for jade.

Jianguo heard that he was going to auction to buy a useless rock, and asked in puzzlement: What do you want him to do with that broken rock?

this……

Zhong Yu faltered and said: That jade is a bit like the one lost by my ancestors. I took it... so I can explain to my ancestors.

Jianguo couldn't refute this nonsense reason, so he reluctantly believed him.

He muttered in his mouth: I wouldn't take that kind of thing for free!You actually borrowed so much money to buy it.

Just as he was talking, a distraught uncle walked up to them, and when he saw them, he smiled listlessly.

Zhong Yu and Jianguo recognized him together - he was the descendant of the Ye family who was telling stories in the exhibition hall.

Uncle, how old have you been since I haven't seen you for a few days?

Jianguo joked with him casually.

The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and smiled with difficulty, unable to conceal his disappointment.

What's the matter, uncle?

Zhong Yu asked him.

Gone. . . .

The uncle said weakly.

What's gone?

Jianguo asked in bewilderment.

I saw that the uncle's eyes were red, his eyes were dim, and he waved his hands without answering.

Zhong Yu couldn't help but stop him: Are you in trouble?

When the uncle heard this, his face was startled, as if he was about to cry.

His yellow hands clapped the wooden box in his hand.said:

The painting was burned.

What painting?

Jianguo seemed to have thought of something.

That picture of your ancestral eminent monk collecting demons?

The middle-aged man nodded sadly.

Said: Originally, I donated this painting to the exhibition hall. Some time ago, the people in the exhibition hall returned the painting to me, saying that it had no exhibition value.I cherish this painting very much, and originally planned to treasure it and pass it on.However, there was an accident at home and the money was urgently needed, and my daughter had to go to school to pay tuition.So I brought it here, and wanted to apply to see if I could participate in the auction, hoping to meet someone who knows the goods and buy it.Unexpectedly, it suddenly caught fire inexplicably.If I hadn't discovered it quickly, the entire painting would have been turned into ashes...

The middle-aged man opened the box in his hand, and a smell of burning came out.

It was the painting they saw in the exhibition hall last time, and now there are only scattered fragments left.

In the original scene where the monk and the demon were fighting, now only the upper body of an old monk remains, and the rest of the body has been burned terribly.The whole painting was burnt to bits and pieces.The original content is no longer visible.

When the two saw the painting like this, they also sighed.

I don't know how to comfort him for a while.

The middle-aged man shook his head and put away the box silently, waved his hands weakly at them, and then walked slowly towards the station, a bleak scene.

Zhong Yu and Jianguo looked at him, a painting was burned, as if it had taken half of his life.

Wait!

Jianguo suddenly shouted.

Uncle turned around

Jianguo asked in a loud voice: Are you still selling this painting?

The uncle looked at him incredulously.Zhong Yu beside him was also surprised by Jianguo's move.

Jianguo stepped forward: I think I have a good relationship with this painting, and I want to buy it.

But. .

Uncle wanted to say that it was almost worthless after being burned like this.

Jianguo waved his hand.Tell him: From the first time I saw this painting, I liked it very much.He took out his wallet: I don't have much money on me, I want to spend 2000 yuan to buy it, can I?

For a silk that is so burnt that the content cannot be seen clearly, even though it has a history, it is almost a waste product.Not even as useful as a blank piece of paper.Jianguo's 2000 yuan was undoubtedly given to him in disguise.

If you like it, young man, I'll give it to you... I don't want money.

The middle-aged man felt his kindness and was also moved.

Jianguo laughed, changed his normal routine and said: It is worth spending this money to buy an antique from the Ming Dynasty!You use the money to pay your younger sister's tuition, the future is the most important thing.

In the end, Jianguo forced the money to the middle-aged man.The middle-aged man was so moved that he almost shed tears, thanked him again and again, and gave him his address, telling him to come and sit at home when he was free.

Zhong Yu couldn't help being moved when he saw Jianguo's approach, and secretly admired him in his heart.

Immediately, Jianguo's image became stalwart.

Jianguo carefully held the painting and said carelessly: I should cherish the 2000 yuan.I want to hang it on the bedside to avoid ghosts.

How about it?My character is not bad.

Jianguo felt complacent.

Zhong Yu deliberately didn't pick up his words.

Jianguo said: Your piece of jade costs hundreds of thousands to get it down, but mine is only 2000 yuan, mine is worth more than yours!

Zhong Yu reminded him: mine is ancient jade, which gathers the essence of the sun and the moon, and naturally formed is expensive.

Jianguo gave him a blank look: You should think carefully about how to photograph the jade and explain it to your ancestors!

Zhong Yu thought: That's right, no matter how much you talk about, the jade hasn't arrived in your hands yet.

Besides, it is uncertain how much money will be taken, but I hope everything goes well that day.

Zhong Yu prayed silently.

At night, Zhong Yu had a dream.

Dreaming that he was stuck in a swamp, the black swamp turned into red blood, pouring into his eyes, ears, nose and throat, the bell fish was suffocated and uncomfortable, desperately stabbed with needles.

At this time, a pair of hands grabbed him vigorously, pulled him out of the mud bit by bit, and hugged him into his arms.Zhong Yu tried to open his eyes, and the discomfort finally disappeared. This kind of dream is too tormenting.He touched the sweat on his forehead.

But there is still something strange.He rubbed his eyes and looked at his room: the medicine pot was still confiscated on the table, and the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine was still permeating.The two blue and white porcelain vases beside the table stand there like two children.Outside the window, the shadows of the trees whirled and rustled.The picture of flowers and birds hanging on the wall was still crooked, and he told his servants several times to straighten it.Looks like they still haven't followed through.

Zhong Yu sighed, saw a hand resting on his chest, and looked up along the arm in surprise.A lock of black hair fell on his face.

I was actually in someone's arms!It's a woman.

He tried to stand up in shock, but he couldn't move his body.

The woman sensed the movement and lowered her head to look at him.The two looked at each other.

Zhong Yu couldn't see her eyes clearly, but saw the blood red lips.

With a sound of "Teng", Zhong Yu sat up.Panting, he turned on the light.

Live in modern times by yourself.Furnishings are as usual.

It was just a dream within a dream.

The dream was his bedroom when he was a teenager.

He sat on the head of the bed without any sleepiness, the scene just now was too good to shoot.

I told myself to myself: I will never watch ghost movies again.