Star Architect

Just as Qi Qiuran took out the book that the boy needed, a note floated out from nowhere on the bar next to him.

For some reason, without thinking about anything, Qi Qiuran picked up the note and put it in his trouser pocket very naturally, and handed the book to the boy who came over.

"Which do you need for peripheral posters, printed towels, and notebooks?" Qi Qiuran said very naturally when checking out, and looked aside.

The boy followed Qi Qiuran and glanced in the same direction. He saw the magazine on the bookshelf in front of the other books. The cover just happened to have something related to the novel printed on it. For some reason, he bought the magazine together.

"A total of 29 yuan and five, the QR code will charge you exactly the money. Walk slowly, see you next time!"

Seeing the boy walk away, Qi Qiuran put his hand in his trouser pocket, thinking of the strange feeling that he couldn't explain before, he unconsciously looked at Luo Pingxuan.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the tone has changed from before, but after thinking about it, it's not a big deal, so Qi Qiuran took out a note to have a look——

183****009 Chen

— May peace be upon you.

You don't need to think about it, it's the female ghost who specially stuffed this note into Qi Qiuran.But having said that, I have known the female ghost for some time, and I don't even know her name!

Forget it, I will ask again when I have a chance.

"I haven't eaten yet, it's almost eleven o'clock."

"Ah, yes—"

Qi Qiuran heard Luo Pingxuan's voice behind him, and when he was speaking, he turned his head and almost put his face in Luo Pingxuan's arms; even, he could smell the heat from Luo Pingxuan's body in his nose!

Why is this guy standing so close to me!Qi Qiuran couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

"Which one is in your hand?"

"The contact information of a certain veteran. That's why you stand behind me?"

"Yes, old man?"

"Lesbians mentioned it before, but then again, why is there no movement when you stand behind me?"

"What? I thought you saw me coming?"

"Ah? When did you come here?"

The two suddenly didn't know what to say, and looked at each other awkwardly, as if they were still, so that they didn't even feel the sudden drop in temperature.

The whole store suddenly went dark, and the light bulb flickered a few times, and then the two of them felt that something was wrong and followed the light to look out the door——

"Did I bother you?"

The cold voice came slowly, and it seemed extraordinarily empty.

"No, you came at the right time." Qi Qiuran put away the note, and Luo Pingxuan also stepped aside.

"What's the plan?" The female ghost looked at Qi Qiuran with a pale and chapped face.

"What's your name?"

"Xu Qingjiu."

Qi Qiuran wrote down the name in the corner of the frame of the portrait behind him, looked at the painting and said, "You still have a lot of questions to ask me."

Ok?

Hearing this sentence, the female ghost showed a look of surprise: Does she know what she is thinking?

"Did you see it?" the female ghost asked tentatively.

"Today, I suddenly took the initiative to give me this note. I contacted the veterans mentioned before. They were not mentioned for no reason, and the word 'Judge of Fate' mentioned in the conversation last night made you frown. You have a lot of questions from all aspects of the situation.”

"I almost forgot the scene of the first day we met. Even in the face of very bad things, your ability to grasp the details is still very strong."

"I think I'd better call that old Taoist first, where did you meet him?"

"Qiang Wei."

"The most beautiful country, no wonder you go to sketch." Qi Qiuran chatted nonchalantly while pressing the phone.

The female ghost looked at Qi Qiuran's slightly thin back in the dark, and suddenly felt moved in her heart——

"Hello? Is this Mr. Chen?"

The phone was connected, and Xu Qingjiu showed a sad smile: she must be thinking too much, after all, Qi Qiuran is not the kind of person who needs to be protected casually.

"Oh, may I ask who you are?"

"I don't know if you still remember. When you went to Qiangwei a few years ago, you met a girl named Xu Qingjiu who went to sketch. I am her friend."

"Hiss—" The other end of the phone hesitated: "What can I do?"

"I want to ask you some personal questions about ghosts and supernatural powers."

Mr. Chen on the other side didn't seem very surprised and stroked his beard. After all, as a Taoist priest, he often encountered people asking him strange things, and it depended on whether he wanted to answer or not.

"I'm sorry to disturb you suddenly, may I ask..." Qi Qiuran couldn't ask for some reason.

"Speak." There was a sudden affirmative answer from the other end of the phone.

"Do you know about Binghuatong, or 'Judge of Fate'?"

Mr. Chen suddenly held the mobile phone in his hand tightly, and asked slowly: "Girl, why do you ask these things?"

"Because these things happened to me."

"Let's make an appointment to meet." Mr. Chen said these words slowly.

"May I ask where you are, and I'll find you if it's convenient."

"Chahar Rongping County."

"Huh?" Hearing this sentence, Qi Qiuran involuntarily exclaimed.

"Is there any inconvenience?" Mr. Chen asked calmly.

"Ah, that, I'm also in Chahar, in the urban area... Xu Qingjiu is also from here, and you and she can meet in a place one or two thousand kilometers away..."

"Hahaha!" Mr. Chen laughed suddenly: "The so-called fate is linked by a thread, so don't guess the subtle fortune! Well, the old man has nothing to do recently, and he will prepare his things and start tomorrow morning. It takes about an hour and a half to drive to the city. Be there before noon."

"Tomorrow, my brother and I will pick you up at the Chahar bus station."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Qiuran breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed as if he had accomplished something important, then slowly raised his head and looked up at the corner between the ceiling and the bookshelf on the wall.

"Mr. Tomorrow, come here..." Suddenly, Qi Qiuran said and looked back at Xu Qingjiu, that face with terrible skin showed a sad smile!

After a moment of silence.

"I think my husband will remember when I see you tomorrow." Qi Qiuran's voice suddenly broke the silence, "If you have any questions, please ask them later. It's already eleven o'clock before you know it. Go get something to eat."

Only then did Xu Qingjiu come back to her senses, and seeing Qi Qiuran glance at her watch with a calm face, Xu Qingjiu suddenly felt that maybe this relationship is not bad now, and there will be many opportunities to get to know each other in the future.

Thinking about it, Xu Qingjiu smiled lightly: "Yes." Then she disappeared from sight, and the light and temperature in the room also returned to normal.

"Aran..." Luo Pingxuan looked at Qi Qiuran stretching his waist indifferently, and suddenly said, "Don't you think that female ghost's expression on you is a little subtle?"

"I know." Qi Qiuran suddenly looked up at Luo Pingxuan very calmly: "I think, the tone of your talking to me today is also a little different."

"is it?"

"Uh, isn't it?"

"Ask me?" Luo Pingxuan looked at Qi Qiuran blankly, and suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, I think maybe I'm too fascinated by reading detective novels today, so I will be more serious when talking to you than usual."

"Guru~"

Hearing the sudden sound of her stomach, Qi Qiuran smiled awkwardly but politely again; but at the same time, a feeling of uneasiness slowly rose in her heart.