Later, a car stopped outside Lanting Community for a short time.Meng Yue told Ying Ze: "Find a place with a lot of people."
Ying Ze looked away, looking at the bathing center on the other side of the street.
Neon lights and shadows, feasting and feasting, very lively.
Meng Yue was funny.He wasn't worried about running a horse over his head. The law and order in Haicheng was good, and it had been quite effective in governing certain things over the years.Although there is still a dark and private place, it will not be announced publicly.
But in response to Ze's behavior, Meng Yue still half-truthed and said: "Not only must there be many people, but also 'clean'."
Ying Ze turned his face away and raised his eyebrows slightly.He was obviously still nervous, but he was barely calm at the moment, and said with a smile: "The bathing center is not 'clean', is it?"
Seeing him like this, Meng Yue softly "tsk" and said, "Be obedient."
Ying Ze: "..."
The next words were blocked, slowly blushing.
Meng Yue couldn't help laughing, and his tone was drawn out, "I originally planned to talk about it later."
Ying Ze was puzzled and blinked his eyes.
Meng Yue saw that his cheeks were flushed, his face was handsome, and his whole body was full of "beautiful and delicious".
He considers himself a normal man, although his body is not right at the moment, but since he has something on his mind, he has defined another identity for Ying Ze in his heart, then there are indeed some things that he wants to do with Ying Ze.
...Although I don't know if I am like this, if I can do it.
He raised his hand to pinch Ying Ze's chin.Ying Ze's eyes widened, with reflections of light and shadow in them.He seemed to be frozen all over, like a deer frightened in the forest.
Under the interior lights, the color of the eyes faded a lot to a beautiful amber.Like a deep lake of honey.
Seeing him like this, Meng Yue wanted to bully him further.
He deliberately made his voice gentle, with a hint of a smirk, and said, "Now, I can tell you first."
As soon as the words fell, Yingze's eyelids trembled, his lips parted slightly, and he could vaguely see the white teeth and the tender red tip of his tongue hidden deeper.
Meng Yue made a judgment in his heart: he will really seduce people.
He smiled and said, "—you come and guess what I want to say?"
After Meng Yue finished speaking, the car was silent, and there was no other sound.The hand holding his chin also receded.
The door opens, closes again.Ying Ze's heart was beating wildly, it took him a long time to restrain himself, and hesitantly called out: "Meng Yue?"
He held his breath and counted silently in his heart.
After a full 2 minutes, Ying Ze was convinced that Meng Yue had already left.
He is like a fish that has surfaced from the depths of the sea and is now back in the sea.It's like a drowning person who finally touches the air.At first, I could restrain my breathing, but then there was ringing in my ears, and my heart was beating faster and faster, like thunder.
He lay on the steering wheel, and after an unknown period of time, he finally raised his head and drove the car away.
Confused, Ying Ze galloped all the way, and finally stopped at the seaside.
Counting the distance, it is not far from Lanting.Ying Ze looked at the beach from a distance, it seemed that someone had packed it and was having a beach party.He is not interested in joining, but there are many people here, so it is considered "clean".My mood fluctuates too much and I am not suitable for driving.
Just wait here for Meng Yue.
He sat in the car, repeating Meng Yue's voice over and over in his ears.Ying Ze thought: He knows? !
What is he trying to say?
Blood rushed to his cheeks, and the side of Yingze's face became hot, as if he had drunk too much wine, and it was smoky, brewing a different kind of sweetness.
After a while, it seemed to be poured into the head with cold water again, turning into pain.
He leaned on the steering wheel with his elbows, his cheek buried in his palms.When driving in winter, I was in a hurry when I first started the car, and forgot to turn on the heater. Before I knew it, my palms were cold, just enough to cool my cheeks.
He was in a gloomy mood, thinking: You can't just think about the good.
What if Meng Yue thinks this is not good?
He probably just wanted to "make it clear" with me.It just so happened to know tonight that the accident in the factory was caused by Chen Yewei, and Chen Yewei was completely powerless against Meng Yue and had already been defeated.From this point of view, it seems that there is no need for Meng Yue to "take care of" Ying Ze any more.
And if Meng Yue wants to cut off the "friendship" between the two, Ying Ze is powerless and unable to stop it.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became upset, took out a cigarette from his pocket, got out of the car and lit it.
A haze of smoke rose and he leaned against the car.From the perspective of outsiders, Ying Zong has broad shoulders, thin waist, and long legs. He is a standard model figure.His expression was indifferent at the moment, and his eyes fell on the beach not far away.It was clearly winter, but one could vaguely see the girl in a swimsuit, laughing happily.
While smoking, he suddenly heard his cell phone ring.Ying Ze was startled, and turned to look at the car.Fireworks are like stars, twinkling in the night.
He glanced at the caller ID, and the hesitation before turned into joy at this moment.Ying Ze extinguished the cigarette butt, the bitterness of tobacco still lingered between his lips and teeth.He coughed twice first, to make sure that his voice was not as usual, and that there was no change due to his previous mood, and then he connected.
Ying Ze called out, "Uncle."
The voice of Daoist Qingxin came.Calculating the time, it is only a few days before Yingze goes to Tianwen to inquire about the meaning of the yellow talisman.Ying Ze was delighted when he saw the caller ID, but now that he calmed down, he felt that maybe my uncle hadn't found the source of the yellow talisman.
He lowered his expectations and asked, "Why are you calling now?"
On the other end of the phone, Taoist Qingxin was silent for a moment, and asked, "Xiao Ze, where are you?"
Ying Ze was surprised and said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Daoist Qingxin replied: "Just did a divination."
Ying Ze was amused, leaned back to the front of the car, leaned back, and just happened to see the sky.In a misty night, a few twinkling stars can be vaguely seen.
The weather in the past two years has been very bad. There is always fog in winter, and the sea breeze can't blow away.Today is such a rare fine weather.
Ying Ze said, "Uncle, have you learned divination yet?"
He looked around, not sure which road he was on, so he answered simply, "It's by the sea."
Dao Qingxin took a long pause, and his tone was a little strange: "Beach?"
Ying Ze smiled slightly and said, "Yes. Uncle, are you right?"
He didn't mention his experience tonight, and Meng Yue went to Lanting now.
Just as he considered not to involve the secretary Hu Jing before, Ying Ze also thought about the same thing at the moment: my uncle said he was a Taoist priest, but he might not understand these ghosts and monsters.I was involved because of Meng Yue, and also because Chen Yewei wanted to grab Jiacheng's list, and Ying Ze was also one of his targets.But uncle is not.
Those who knew that the Ying family had a sick and weak son were all old elders.Among these people, few knew that Ying Bo was a Taoist priest, and even fewer knew that he was in Tianwenguan.Counting all the counts is not enough for one hand.
Qingxin said with a long sigh: "Ah, the divination is wrong."
Ying Ze was a little curious, and asked, "What is the result of your divination? I heard from the secretary earlier that tarot cards are popular in her children's class recently, and they are also said to be divination."
Daoist Qingxin said with a smile in his voice, "How can this be the same?" He glanced at the tortoise shell in front of him, "This is something passed down from my ancestors."
Ying Ze cooperated and said, "Well, cultural heritage? I support your research."
The two said a few more words.At the end, Qing Xindao's long speech revealed that he had to hang up the phone and was busy with other things.Ying Ze thought for a moment, and then mentioned: "Uncle, the photo I showed you before..."
Daoist Qingxin said: "I don't have a clue about this."
Although Ying Ze was already mentally prepared, he still felt a little disappointed at the moment.
Daoist Qingxin: "Recently, I am free, and I plan to look through the classics. In a few days, I will be busy with New Year's affairs." He explained, "I didn't believe this at first, but you show me the photo. I didn’t think so, but the more I thought about it later, the more scary I felt. I wondered, maybe those talismans are really useful? But I tried to imitate a few strokes, and it didn’t look special.”
He frightened Ying Ze with a few simple words, and persuaded: "Uncle, you are too..." Be reckless!
Uncle doesn't know, but he knows, those yellow talismans must be useful.
Taoist Qingxin obviously couldn't understand his nephew's painstaking efforts.He seemed to take a sip of water, and there was a low swallowing sound from the other side, and continued: "If other people in the temple know that I am thinking about these things and report to the Taoist Association, I may lose my job. Feudal superstition." Back, his voice was slightly hoarse.
Ying Ze felt a little relieved when he heard that he could still joke.
"Anyway," said Qing Xindao, "with the mentality of 'I'd rather believe it', I found a few books at the bottom of the box, and there was a book about divination with tortoise shells. I bought this turtle from the seafood market at the foot of the mountain. Yes. It is said to be farmed, it looks good, and the stew is also delicious. I asked the kitchen to copy a recipe and send it to you later."
Ying Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and heard Daoist Qing Xin continue to say: "...At first, I thought that if I could find out exactly where you are, it would be a good idea, and I could use it for another divination to see where to find yellow talisman clues. Looking at it now, It's no game."
He sighed, Ying Ze followed suit.He turned his head to look in the direction he came from, but he couldn't see the Lanting District.
Ying Ze hung up the phone.The sea breeze is wet and cold, blowing on the body.He didn't care.
After being blown like this for a while, I felt clear-headed.Simply take out the computer and continue working.
On the other side, Lanting Community.
Time advances.Half an hour ago, Meng Yue got off the car here.He got the building number from Chen Yewei, and now he is shuttling through the community, the closer he is to Chen Yewei's villa, the more sticky, heavy and oppressive the air around him feels.
Halfway through, Meng Yue stopped.
He spread his strength, rose slowly, and overlooked the entire community from a high altitude.
She took another moment to look at the car outside the neighborhood, and Ying Ze in the car.
At that time, Ying Ze was still lying on the steering wheel, unaware that he was being watched by darkness.
Under Meng Yue's "eyes", Chen Yewei would be terrified and nearly faint.Ying Ze concentrated on immersing himself in his own world. After a long time, he sat up, patted his cheek, and started driving.
Meng Yue thought in his heart: Is this not enough?After that?
When he saw the car going away, he had the time to look carefully at the courtyard he was in.
After a while, Meng Yue was very interesting and thought: Interesting.
This neighborhood, and the paper man who was rounded and flattened by Meng Yue in the afternoon, are two extremes.
The paper figurine is too small, and the dark lines on it move around, but they cannot be seen clearly;
The residential area is too big, and there are many villas standing there, surrounded by greenery, and the layout trend is hidden in it.
The author has something to say: Three more ^_^
Flipping through Weibo, I found that I had dreamed that "A Piao" had already written 80+ chapters before writing the article
Can you let me have this dream again
ps.14点~23点之间每个整点都有更新(18点和21点两更),今天一共15更=v=
Ying Ze looked away, looking at the bathing center on the other side of the street.
Neon lights and shadows, feasting and feasting, very lively.
Meng Yue was funny.He wasn't worried about running a horse over his head. The law and order in Haicheng was good, and it had been quite effective in governing certain things over the years.Although there is still a dark and private place, it will not be announced publicly.
But in response to Ze's behavior, Meng Yue still half-truthed and said: "Not only must there be many people, but also 'clean'."
Ying Ze turned his face away and raised his eyebrows slightly.He was obviously still nervous, but he was barely calm at the moment, and said with a smile: "The bathing center is not 'clean', is it?"
Seeing him like this, Meng Yue softly "tsk" and said, "Be obedient."
Ying Ze: "..."
The next words were blocked, slowly blushing.
Meng Yue couldn't help laughing, and his tone was drawn out, "I originally planned to talk about it later."
Ying Ze was puzzled and blinked his eyes.
Meng Yue saw that his cheeks were flushed, his face was handsome, and his whole body was full of "beautiful and delicious".
He considers himself a normal man, although his body is not right at the moment, but since he has something on his mind, he has defined another identity for Ying Ze in his heart, then there are indeed some things that he wants to do with Ying Ze.
...Although I don't know if I am like this, if I can do it.
He raised his hand to pinch Ying Ze's chin.Ying Ze's eyes widened, with reflections of light and shadow in them.He seemed to be frozen all over, like a deer frightened in the forest.
Under the interior lights, the color of the eyes faded a lot to a beautiful amber.Like a deep lake of honey.
Seeing him like this, Meng Yue wanted to bully him further.
He deliberately made his voice gentle, with a hint of a smirk, and said, "Now, I can tell you first."
As soon as the words fell, Yingze's eyelids trembled, his lips parted slightly, and he could vaguely see the white teeth and the tender red tip of his tongue hidden deeper.
Meng Yue made a judgment in his heart: he will really seduce people.
He smiled and said, "—you come and guess what I want to say?"
After Meng Yue finished speaking, the car was silent, and there was no other sound.The hand holding his chin also receded.
The door opens, closes again.Ying Ze's heart was beating wildly, it took him a long time to restrain himself, and hesitantly called out: "Meng Yue?"
He held his breath and counted silently in his heart.
After a full 2 minutes, Ying Ze was convinced that Meng Yue had already left.
He is like a fish that has surfaced from the depths of the sea and is now back in the sea.It's like a drowning person who finally touches the air.At first, I could restrain my breathing, but then there was ringing in my ears, and my heart was beating faster and faster, like thunder.
He lay on the steering wheel, and after an unknown period of time, he finally raised his head and drove the car away.
Confused, Ying Ze galloped all the way, and finally stopped at the seaside.
Counting the distance, it is not far from Lanting.Ying Ze looked at the beach from a distance, it seemed that someone had packed it and was having a beach party.He is not interested in joining, but there are many people here, so it is considered "clean".My mood fluctuates too much and I am not suitable for driving.
Just wait here for Meng Yue.
He sat in the car, repeating Meng Yue's voice over and over in his ears.Ying Ze thought: He knows? !
What is he trying to say?
Blood rushed to his cheeks, and the side of Yingze's face became hot, as if he had drunk too much wine, and it was smoky, brewing a different kind of sweetness.
After a while, it seemed to be poured into the head with cold water again, turning into pain.
He leaned on the steering wheel with his elbows, his cheek buried in his palms.When driving in winter, I was in a hurry when I first started the car, and forgot to turn on the heater. Before I knew it, my palms were cold, just enough to cool my cheeks.
He was in a gloomy mood, thinking: You can't just think about the good.
What if Meng Yue thinks this is not good?
He probably just wanted to "make it clear" with me.It just so happened to know tonight that the accident in the factory was caused by Chen Yewei, and Chen Yewei was completely powerless against Meng Yue and had already been defeated.From this point of view, it seems that there is no need for Meng Yue to "take care of" Ying Ze any more.
And if Meng Yue wants to cut off the "friendship" between the two, Ying Ze is powerless and unable to stop it.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became upset, took out a cigarette from his pocket, got out of the car and lit it.
A haze of smoke rose and he leaned against the car.From the perspective of outsiders, Ying Zong has broad shoulders, thin waist, and long legs. He is a standard model figure.His expression was indifferent at the moment, and his eyes fell on the beach not far away.It was clearly winter, but one could vaguely see the girl in a swimsuit, laughing happily.
While smoking, he suddenly heard his cell phone ring.Ying Ze was startled, and turned to look at the car.Fireworks are like stars, twinkling in the night.
He glanced at the caller ID, and the hesitation before turned into joy at this moment.Ying Ze extinguished the cigarette butt, the bitterness of tobacco still lingered between his lips and teeth.He coughed twice first, to make sure that his voice was not as usual, and that there was no change due to his previous mood, and then he connected.
Ying Ze called out, "Uncle."
The voice of Daoist Qingxin came.Calculating the time, it is only a few days before Yingze goes to Tianwen to inquire about the meaning of the yellow talisman.Ying Ze was delighted when he saw the caller ID, but now that he calmed down, he felt that maybe my uncle hadn't found the source of the yellow talisman.
He lowered his expectations and asked, "Why are you calling now?"
On the other end of the phone, Taoist Qingxin was silent for a moment, and asked, "Xiao Ze, where are you?"
Ying Ze was surprised and said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Daoist Qingxin replied: "Just did a divination."
Ying Ze was amused, leaned back to the front of the car, leaned back, and just happened to see the sky.In a misty night, a few twinkling stars can be vaguely seen.
The weather in the past two years has been very bad. There is always fog in winter, and the sea breeze can't blow away.Today is such a rare fine weather.
Ying Ze said, "Uncle, have you learned divination yet?"
He looked around, not sure which road he was on, so he answered simply, "It's by the sea."
Dao Qingxin took a long pause, and his tone was a little strange: "Beach?"
Ying Ze smiled slightly and said, "Yes. Uncle, are you right?"
He didn't mention his experience tonight, and Meng Yue went to Lanting now.
Just as he considered not to involve the secretary Hu Jing before, Ying Ze also thought about the same thing at the moment: my uncle said he was a Taoist priest, but he might not understand these ghosts and monsters.I was involved because of Meng Yue, and also because Chen Yewei wanted to grab Jiacheng's list, and Ying Ze was also one of his targets.But uncle is not.
Those who knew that the Ying family had a sick and weak son were all old elders.Among these people, few knew that Ying Bo was a Taoist priest, and even fewer knew that he was in Tianwenguan.Counting all the counts is not enough for one hand.
Qingxin said with a long sigh: "Ah, the divination is wrong."
Ying Ze was a little curious, and asked, "What is the result of your divination? I heard from the secretary earlier that tarot cards are popular in her children's class recently, and they are also said to be divination."
Daoist Qingxin said with a smile in his voice, "How can this be the same?" He glanced at the tortoise shell in front of him, "This is something passed down from my ancestors."
Ying Ze cooperated and said, "Well, cultural heritage? I support your research."
The two said a few more words.At the end, Qing Xindao's long speech revealed that he had to hang up the phone and was busy with other things.Ying Ze thought for a moment, and then mentioned: "Uncle, the photo I showed you before..."
Daoist Qingxin said: "I don't have a clue about this."
Although Ying Ze was already mentally prepared, he still felt a little disappointed at the moment.
Daoist Qingxin: "Recently, I am free, and I plan to look through the classics. In a few days, I will be busy with New Year's affairs." He explained, "I didn't believe this at first, but you show me the photo. I didn’t think so, but the more I thought about it later, the more scary I felt. I wondered, maybe those talismans are really useful? But I tried to imitate a few strokes, and it didn’t look special.”
He frightened Ying Ze with a few simple words, and persuaded: "Uncle, you are too..." Be reckless!
Uncle doesn't know, but he knows, those yellow talismans must be useful.
Taoist Qingxin obviously couldn't understand his nephew's painstaking efforts.He seemed to take a sip of water, and there was a low swallowing sound from the other side, and continued: "If other people in the temple know that I am thinking about these things and report to the Taoist Association, I may lose my job. Feudal superstition." Back, his voice was slightly hoarse.
Ying Ze felt a little relieved when he heard that he could still joke.
"Anyway," said Qing Xindao, "with the mentality of 'I'd rather believe it', I found a few books at the bottom of the box, and there was a book about divination with tortoise shells. I bought this turtle from the seafood market at the foot of the mountain. Yes. It is said to be farmed, it looks good, and the stew is also delicious. I asked the kitchen to copy a recipe and send it to you later."
Ying Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and heard Daoist Qing Xin continue to say: "...At first, I thought that if I could find out exactly where you are, it would be a good idea, and I could use it for another divination to see where to find yellow talisman clues. Looking at it now, It's no game."
He sighed, Ying Ze followed suit.He turned his head to look in the direction he came from, but he couldn't see the Lanting District.
Ying Ze hung up the phone.The sea breeze is wet and cold, blowing on the body.He didn't care.
After being blown like this for a while, I felt clear-headed.Simply take out the computer and continue working.
On the other side, Lanting Community.
Time advances.Half an hour ago, Meng Yue got off the car here.He got the building number from Chen Yewei, and now he is shuttling through the community, the closer he is to Chen Yewei's villa, the more sticky, heavy and oppressive the air around him feels.
Halfway through, Meng Yue stopped.
He spread his strength, rose slowly, and overlooked the entire community from a high altitude.
She took another moment to look at the car outside the neighborhood, and Ying Ze in the car.
At that time, Ying Ze was still lying on the steering wheel, unaware that he was being watched by darkness.
Under Meng Yue's "eyes", Chen Yewei would be terrified and nearly faint.Ying Ze concentrated on immersing himself in his own world. After a long time, he sat up, patted his cheek, and started driving.
Meng Yue thought in his heart: Is this not enough?After that?
When he saw the car going away, he had the time to look carefully at the courtyard he was in.
After a while, Meng Yue was very interesting and thought: Interesting.
This neighborhood, and the paper man who was rounded and flattened by Meng Yue in the afternoon, are two extremes.
The paper figurine is too small, and the dark lines on it move around, but they cannot be seen clearly;
The residential area is too big, and there are many villas standing there, surrounded by greenery, and the layout trend is hidden in it.
The author has something to say: Three more ^_^
Flipping through Weibo, I found that I had dreamed that "A Piao" had already written 80+ chapters before writing the article
Can you let me have this dream again
ps.14点~23点之间每个整点都有更新(18点和21点两更),今天一共15更=v=
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