MTL - Guardian-Chapter 61 Merit pen

Zhao Yunlan quickly took care of himself quickly, and then touched the gauze and medicine brought back from the hospital on the coffee table. He closed his eyes, wrapped the gauze around his eyes a few times, and touched the pen and paper from the bedside table. No matter what kind of paper, fumbled with the words "I go to Guangming Road No. 4" and wrote a few ghost-like characters, and then walked out the door.

The throbbing heartbeat in his sleepless dream slowly subsided in his swift action.

When the elevator was opened on the first floor, Zhao Yunlan had adjusted his breathing, concentrated all his energy on the eyes between the eyebrows, and strode out.

He saw a lot of people walking in front of him. Soon, Zhao Yunlan could recognize that there was a circle of people in his body. As for those who didn't, he obviously didn't know what it was.

At first, I did n’t know what the reason was, he did n’t see it very clearly, it was just a vague layer. As Zhao Yunlan slowly walked out of the residential community, he seemed to be gradually familiar with this “looking at things” method. , Those figures began to gradually clear up.

Gradually, he began to see the true fire of Samadhi on each of them, and even the top three flowers. Finally, Zhao Yunlan saw clearly from a person who passed him by-the layer of ghosts on the living person In fact, it is a layer of ambiguous "membrane". From head cover to feet, there seems to be weird lines on it.

云 Zhao Yunlan stood at the intersection and reached out to stop the taxi. Anyway, he couldn't see it, so he had to stretch out his hand all by luck.

When he stopped the taxi and fumbled for it, Zhao Yunlan was able to see that the stuff that covered everyone was not a weird symbol, but a handwriting.

Very small, very dense, constantly changing every second. Zhao Yunlan couldn't help but stare at the driver for two seconds, and was reminded by the driver twice before he came back: "Oh, sorry, No. 4 Guangming Road, just pull me to the door. "

The taxi driver glanced strangely at the gauze on his eyes: "Boy, what's wrong with your eyes?"

云 Zhao Yunlan lied casually: "I was hurt by playing basketball."

The driver said "Ouch" and asked, "Can I still see?"

"Can't open my eyes with medicine," Zhao Yunlan said, "become blind for two days."

The two chatted along the way. At No. 4 Guangming Road, the taxi stopped at the side of the road. Zhao Yunlan thought about it, then pulled out his wallet from his arms, opened it and handed it directly to the driver. Watch it for yourself. "

This made the driver stunned: "Ah? Do you believe me so much?"

云 Zhao Yunlan smiled: "Anyway, I don't have much money in my bag. You look at it."

The driver hesitated, printed a small ticket for him, and then reached over and turned over his wallet. During this period, Zhao Yunlan stared closely at the changing words on the other side. He heard the driver's flipping motion He heard his voice seem to take out something first, and then hesitated a bit, then stuffed it back. After a while, he took out another banknote, found the change from his pocket, and stuffed it back to Zhao Yunlan. In the wallet.

The corner of Zhao Yunlan's mouth was raised-his vision was getting clearer and clearer, and he could already distinguish the color of the handwriting. I saw that they were red and black, and the moment the driver stuffed change into his wallet, Zhao Yunlan saw A line of small red characters passed across the opponent.

That ’s what it meant—thanks to the driver, and refused Zhao Yunlan, who helped himself in, thinking to himself, that those small prints are human merits, red is the best, black is the loss. It seems that the other party did not take the opportunity to occupy him. Cheap.

However, Zhao Yunlan frowned again. He could clearly feel that something in his body was waking up at a speed that was too fast to stop. He could not tell whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

一切 All this seems to be ... beginning from the recent earthquake and the mountain river cones that caused the Hanga tribe.

Is the earthquake really caused by the natural movement of the crust?

I like the bone guard's delivery room doorman to see him from a distance, happily put down the file, and greeted: "Oh, Zhao! Hey? What's wrong with your eyes?"

意外 "Unexpected." Zhao Yunlan said calmly, "Uncle Li, come and help me."

Uncle Li didn't have time to come, but another person suddenly caught up from behind. Shen Wei grabbed his outstretched hand, trying to suppress his hand strength and voice, and said, "Where you want to go can't wait for me for a while. I just went out to buy some breakfast, and then you disappeared, and I'm going to scare you to death, okay? Then I will ... "

What is it?

Shen Wei took a deep breath, and his lungs were almost blown up by him, but 愣 didn't say anything.

云 Zhao Yunlan turned his head, and through his sky eyes, which for some reason became more and more translucent, he saw a row of bright red handwriting on Shen Wei's body representing merit.

However, they can't last forever. They appear as fast as waves, and will be washed away by a wave of darkness, like a beach that will never leave traces.

Zhao Yunlan's eyes were sour, he didn't understand where the sudden sourness came from, as if it were an ancient memory buried for thousands of years, and finally was blown away by the hurricane a hundred feet thick floating dust, revealing the red / body below / Naked / Body, the corner of the truth that can't be escaped, makes people feel sad for a while.

"Isn't that because I know you'll catch up soon." Zhao Yunlan almost malfunctioned, and he pretended to be slick, his voice trembling with imperceptibility, "Exactly, accompany me in."

Zhao Yunlan's sudden killing without saying a word of greeting made the office messy, and Daqing didn't know where he had gone to hurt the spring and the fall, so until this time, a staff member of the special investigation department found The leader who disappeared for two days actually did not go fooling around, but something unexpected happened.

Zhu Zhuhong's hand was almost holding off the gauze he had tangled up. When he saw the pair, it was still bright, but how could he not focus on the eyes, Zhu Hong's eye circles were red at the time.

Zhao Yunlan moved his finger, remembering that he couldn't see it, and he was not good at casually touching female employees, so he had to let down again, and said with some helplessness, "Is you blind or me blind? I ’m not crying yet, you blind What excited? "

Zhu Hong threw the gauze on his face with one hand: "Are you crying? If only you knew how to cry! There is no place in the world you do n’t dare to go, no one you dare not provoke, is n’t it? You are the second child Right, silly! "

云 Zhao Yunlan was silent for a moment, and had to promise: "... hey, silly I heard you."

He couldn't get the gun, soft and hard, and didn't eat. Zhu Hong left him and looked up at Shen Wei as if he had taken gunpowder and said aggressively, "Don't you like him? Aren't you a master? When he was in trouble, you what are you doing?"

Chu Chushu and Lin Jing face each other, feeling that this situation, it seems that ... a little wrong.

Of course Zhao Yunlan heard it. He felt embarrassed and had to make a joke and try to cover it. Zhao Yunlan dragged Shen Wei's sleeve and smiled as hippiely as possible: "You like me? Why didn't you tell me at all? Ever? I said, Teacher Shen, what is wrong with you, what do you like to tell her ... "

Who knew that Zhu Hong did not take his steps at all and interrupted him with a cut: "Shut up!"

The smile on Zhao Yunlan's face seemed like a picture, and it faded a little bit: "I think you're almost there. I encountered a little surprise when I was doing some private affairs. Is it a half dime relationship with him? Tied to him every moment? When will the two men and three feet become the official Olympic Games project? "

Wu Zhuhong's gaze almost began to become fierce, and Shen Wei finally couldn't help but interject: "I really don't ..."

云 Zhao Yunlan frowned, and ended the topic arbitrarily. He said bluntly, "I don't want to discuss this now. I will talk about this **** after a while, and now I will shut up."

He said, he found a soul-warming order from his pocket, and at the moment of ignition, Zhao Yunlan spoke lowly: "Daqing, come here."

His voice didn't come down, and the cat's bell rang. Daqing came up from the other end of the wall, passed silently, jumped to Zhao Yunlan's thigh, and carefully looked at his eyes.

Then Daqing leapt to the table: "I thought about it for a long time, and I also read some books. I probably understand the problem with your eyes. You said that the ground fire you touched lit the little crow. Later, he sacrificed himself into gold. Bell, right? I think it was because the soul sound collided with the ground fire at that time, the yin is too heavy, and you stood too close to hurt your eyes, so you were blind for a while. "

Zhao Yunlan nodded his head, but Shen Wei immediately caught the word of the black cat: "for a moment?"

Wu Daqing responded casually, but glanced at Zhao Yunlan.

Actually, it has a feeling that Zhao Yunlan seems to know something.

But Shen Wei didn't notice. He was concerned at the moment and was chaotic. He asked quickly: "When will it be good? What medicine to use? Where to find it?"

Daqing glanced at Shen Wei silently, seeing that he was worried about not making a fake, and sighed in his heart, and continued, "The Huayue people mostly avoid the world, but they have a very precious Qianhua honey. The legend is that they use thirty-three, Thirty-three flowers in the world and thirty-three flowers in the nether world are each made from the essence of the flower, which can relieve thousands of poisons, and is gentle and moist. It is most suitable for eye injury ... find them, probably ... "

云 Zhao Yunlan took it gently: "It will be on the demon market by the end of the year."

Daqing asked directly: "How do you know?"

Zhao Yunlan touched his head and didn't answer. It seemed like he was thinking about something. After a while, he whispered, "You're done, now I say my thing-first, from now on, Anyone has any form of connection with the Nether, and all written materials are handed over to me, and no word is left out. Second, strictly restricting the exchange of casual people, such as No. 4 Guangming Road, and the delivery of New Year's gifts, are all in the delivery room. Reception outside. Thirdly, it is announced that it will enter the year-end work summary period. Unless the minister personally orders, the case will not be accepted as much as possible. Fourthly, if anyone within the scope of the soul order cannot go to work on time, or if he wants to take a leave, he must give the reason for the leave. I can only sign it. I need to know where you are all the time. "

Zhu Zhuhong walked away and asked, "That demon market ..."

"That's a trivial matter. Shen Wei accompanied me on the trip." Zhao Yunlan paused. "I asked them to open a room for you on the third floor. You can go there when you are inconvenient and need to rest."

After he finished speaking, regardless of the reaction of others, he just stood up holding the table and walked to the library inside the wall: "I have something to talk to Sangzan. Shen Wei waited for me for a while. Others took what I said just now. Notify each department. "

The library is brightly lit, but there is no trace of daylight, so that Sangzan can move freely during the day. When he sees Zhao Yunlan, he greets him happily first: "Gay, Zhao Chujie!"

"..." Zhao Yunlan was silent for a while, commenting on the title, "what the **** did you teach?"

"Cat cleansing steak." Sangzan knew that he could not pronounce correctly, so he practiced corrections diligently, "Recruit ... find ... Chu cleansing!"

Zhao Yunlan smiled, too lazy to care about him, opened Tian's eyes, and found that he could see the outlines of most books. He looked around and said to Sangzan, "Give me the book I read the day before. . "

Sang Zanzan swiftly extracted the "Soul Book", and it is difficult for him to remember which one is so clear without knowing the word.

Zhao Yunlan clearly "saw" the word "Soul Book" on its cover. Before he even started to do it, the pages of the book had been opened automatically. A trace that had not been noticed when he looked over appeared in front of him-that It is the trace of the book page being torn off, and the broken paper page is in the eyes of the sky, as if bleeding black and purple.

云 Zhao Yunlan closed the book with a slap, Sang Zan stunned his expression and said nothing for a moment.

After a while, Zhao Yunlan whispered to him, "Do you believe that there is a" coincidence "that happens just right in the world?"

It took a lot of time to understand the meaning of "coincidence". He didn't always seem to be stupid because he couldn't speak clearly, but he wasn't really stupid after all, everyone knew that.

Sang Zanzan shook his head squarely and said rarely, "I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it." Zhao Yunlan said slowly, "The demon tribe is divorced from the appearance of the land. I took the town soul order and wanted to fulfill my duties well. Keeping this acre of land in the world, my wife and fat cats were hot Live on the ground, but some people really don't let me survive. "

成分 The composition of this sentence is too complicated. Sangzan didn't understand, but he understood the meaning of the other side from Zhao Yunlan's expression, so he asked straightforwardly, "How can I help the mud?"

云 Zhao Yunlan lowered his eyes, "Give me a piece of paper."

He silently wrote the words that Raven Essence had said to him that night. It turned out that he was pretending to be confused. At this time, it was written exactly right. At the end, he wrote horizontally and vertically at the end of the line. The word "Kunlun" was ticked underneath with a pen.

"I want all the books with these two words," Zhao Yunlan said, "don't let anyone know, including Wang Zheng, thank you brother."

Bian Sangzan regarded him as a benefactor. Although he became a conspirator without a teacher, he still maintained a good tradition of grudge and grudge, so he said solemnly to Zhao Yunlan, "Relax, Zhao Chujie."

云 Zhao Yunlan replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll give Daqing the dead fat man a meal for you."