MTL - Lie Huo Jiao Chou-Chapter 48

Xuan Ye's mood at that time ... probably also felt like a thousand screaming chickens howling.

His brain boiled instantly, evaporating out along the gap in the skull: "Indecent! How could there be such a hooligan! What is the truth! Quickly stop ... no ... stop! The police!"

Then he reacted. The hooligan was "his", and he couldn't control it.

For a while, Xuan Ye was even more desperate, and he wanted to grab the collar of Sheng Lingyuan and shake this one upside down: "Your Majesty Mingcha Qiuhao? Are you bragging to stand in the elevator room and listen to a whole floor? The corner? Is this the ground that was settled in advance, and you still have a head to sleep, so that you can sleep, Anmyeon Pharmaceuticals does not invite you contemporary speakers to blind their dog eyes! "

At this moment, Sheng Lingyuan suddenly felt like something, and unconsciously slightly tilted his head and opened his eyes.

Xuan Yuan: "..."

More than a thousand screaming chickens in their heads screaming "Why didn't he wake up" were dumb for a moment, and the boiling days that followed just now "the white expanse is really clean". His brain was dead for ten seconds before a thought popped up: "Why did he wake up again at this time? It's so unsightly, I'm embarrassed that the cancer is going to spread!"

Man ... male bird person, may be a capricious little creature.

Sheng Lingyuan's eyes opened a gap, scattered inside, there was drowsy and blank water, he probably did not have a good dream, when he opened his eyes, his brows frowned a bit deeper, his mind was heavy, and the shadow of the eyelashes was Sinking into the deepest part of the pupil, very lonely-because deep in the pupil, there was nothing but the bed mantle and the candlelight that kept on all night.

For a moment Xuan Yuan, he couldn't see himself.

Sheng Lingyuan didn't know if he was awake, or opened his eyes unconsciously. His eyes were frozen and he was still asleep in the bedlight under the faint candlelight. Xuan Yuan lay down on him with a breathless breath, and the eyes of the two men crossed at their feet. Together, it was nothing like that, and passed by in a hurry.

Xuan Yuan-or the person in the dream, stared at those eyes that couldn't see himself, and his heart was suddenly turbulent. He clenched Sheng Lingyuan's neck almost fiercely, trying to take his breath away.

However, Sheng Lingyuan's breathing was smooth and lonely like falling snow outside the window.

Xuan Yuan suddenly felt a torn tear, and suddenly a distant time signal sounded outside ... Zi San San arrived.

Sheng Lingyuan's eyelashes flickered quickly. For a moment, Xuan Yuan thought he saw himself.

He looked at Sheng Lingyuan and had a strong feeling in his heart: "I will never see him again."

This ignited the sorrow of his chest, the anger that was nowhere to vent and the unwillingness to torture, the breath of Sheng Lingyuan, the touch of his lips ... and the scent of incense dangled from the neckline was magnified countless times. It seemed to be engraved on his soul, and he forgot to kiss the man, as if trying to chew him up and swallow it again.

Then the indefensible darkness behind him sucked him in, and he was swallowed up by the endless darkness.

"When" a bell rang, someone drank long in the dark, "Come—"

The strong light pierced into his vision, Xuan Xun jumped up from the bed and sat up, despairing that the pain in Xun was still there.

There was nothing left in his mind for a while, only one thought remained: "I can't lose him again."

The bed next to it was empty, the quilts were neatly stacked, and no one had slept--Sheng Lingyuan waved goodbye to him smartly yesterday.

Xuan Yuan rushed out of the room, looking for people almost anxiously, without shoes. He ran to the corridor barefoot, and heard the door of the room behind him be snapped. Then he was excited and returned. .

"Wait," two hairs on his head were tilted, his face blanked, "Did I bring my card?"

They have ancient teachings. They can only leave Abyss if they get the ring of the Holy Fire. Is that a broken ring and he should go back immediately?

The monitoring of the hotel corridor was facing the door of his room. Xuan Yuan stared at the camera with his eyes wide open for a while. It was decided that one thing was better than the other, and it was still a human solution. Five minutes later, he came to the hotel lobby. Pass the disposable slippers brought by the waiter and wait for the front desk to verify the identity to open the door for him.

Because the image is too "unusual", passers-by come and go to see him more and more, and Xuan Ye thinks about life in the crowd.

In the dream, the servants and guards outside the dormitory turned a blind eye to him. The bed he had sat on had no dents, and no one else could see him.

So what is his identity in the dream? Ghost?

"Ghost" is actually a general folk saying. The ancients believed that ** is like a "clothing", and the soul is wearing clothes. ** After death, the soul is streaking, and you have to queue up to get a new one. , Which is the so-called "reincarnation and rebirth" or something ... but this is mostly nonsense.

The internal research institute of the Exotic Control Bureau has a detailed explanation of this subject. The so-called "ghost", "spirit", "soul" and so on are actually some kind of living matter, which is aggregated by special energy. In many self-cultivation legends, "yuanshen detached from the body" has almost the same meaning.

Life energy like the emperor is inestimable, and even in the absence of the body, it can condense a body that is indistinguishable from ordinary people-such as the one summoned by the gloomy sacrifice in Abyss. Compared with the lack of a lot of vitality, but it is realistic enough.

As for those mortals who were not very healthy during their lifetime, they can breathe as dogs by climbing a three-story building, and do n’t expect to have a “soul rebirth” after their useless rot. When the central nervous system is damaged, it becomes colder, rotten earlier than **.

That is to say, even the so-called "ghost" can be detected with the corresponding energy instrument. Like the conscious and conscious in his dream, the energy response must be very high.

Ordinary people can't see it, but Sheng Lingyuan's eyes are better than the energy scanner of the Exotic Bureau. As long as it is not a particularly rare species, most of them can be seen at a glance by the "special energy" of ancient demons. .

Why can't he even see him?

And the last bell, Xuan Yuan thought that where he had heard the bell, it should be in the deepest part of his complicated heritage memory ...

Just as Xuan Yuan locked himself out of the room door, his cell phone left on the bed began to shake wildly.

Xiao Zheng used his personal cell phone to call him ten times. He couldn't reach anyone and was on the verge of burning.

His public telephone has been blasted, and different telephones and messages are jumping endlessly, which is hot.

He issued the watermark issued by Xuan Yuan after he issued it with a watermark. Fortunately, most people did not respond, but after a small number of people flashed red, they suddenly fainted for no apparent reason. It's up!

Most of these people are from the field of the core security department, and there is no shortage of high-level personnel. Similar situations have occurred in various local bureaus.

When Xiao Zheng received the news, he was also caught off guard-he thought that what Xuan Ye had given him was a "detection spell". After the release, he could see who had used the mirror flower and moon butterfly illegally, so that he could target him The superior asked for thorough investigation.

Xuanyuan, this boy, burned his eyebrows and didn't say hello. A thunderbolt split him into a bald head. This kind of manipulation in the detection curse is in line with his urine.

Xuan Yuanlian in the hotel lobby sneezed and rubbed his nose innocently. He didn't know he was insulting behind him.

Xiao Zheng threw the phone angrily-can't figure out how he can still believe that this product is reliable!

At this time, the caller ID suddenly jumped out of the yellow bureau's name. This call could not be answered. Xiao Zheng had to take a breath and picked up the hot phone.

The Huang Bureau asked, "What's going on? Xiaoxiao, what are you doing? Who should be notified urgently? What happens when you faint after reading?"

"I ..." Xiao Zheng was about to speak. A cold hand suddenly came out from behind, covering his mouth. Xiao Zheng was frightened, a tiny electric current flowed from his body, and the phone screen immediately followed Went out.

The clasped hand seemed to be hit by static electricity, and his fingertips shrank. Later, Xiao Zheng heard a "shh" from a person. He flicked away that hand and turned around. After seeing the person coming in, the goosebumps got up, took three steps back, bowed back, and his voice changed: "Who are you!"

The man came with a face exactly like the demon of Abyss, and didn't know how to get in, so he smiled at him leisurely: "No fear."

Xiao Zheng saw it at this time. The other person was wearing a white sportswear, which should be made to order. His chest also read "Dongchuan Branch Forty-seventh Autumn Games." There was no description on the body. The smell of "rotten", he sniffed, but smelled the hotel shampoo.

"Are you ... the sword spirit?"

Sheng Lingyuan carefully closed the window for the sick person, moved the chair calmly and sat down, and pointed at Xiao Zheng's injured leg with cheerfulness: "You have bad legs and legs, sit down and talk."

Xiao Zheng: "..."

This is too good to see. Who is the master?

Xiao Zheng asked: "Xuan Yuan asked you to come? What about others?"

Sheng Lingyuan didn't answer, pointing to Xiao Zheng's personal phone number-Huang Jufang just said a few words, the phone call was broken, and he immediately called the phone to his personal number: "Presumably it is the peak transmission, don't acknowledge . "

Don't admit it?

Although Sheng Lingyuan's Mandarin pronunciation is still intelligible, but the words are strange, Xiao Zheng is very unaccustomed and responds after half a shot: "You mean, let me not admit that the emergency notice was sent by me? No ...... Wait, what about the curse? Why do some people faint when they touch it? What is the principle? Can the strokes still wake up? Are there any sequelae? The kid named Xuan told me that it was used for detection. I just agreed to post it, you guys who do n’t want to have four or six things, this is personal injury know ... ”

Director Xiao was anxious, and the speed of speech was like a mouthful. Half of Sheng Lingyuan didn't understand. It was interesting to see him anxious and pale, so he laughed.

Xiao Zhengli was angry: "There is still a smile! Remembered! Punishment! Suspension! Deduction of salary!"

Sheng Lingyuan is so big, and has not been so roared by others. At one point, I feel a bit fresh. My heart said, "The small thunder beast has such a loud voice, and she is really talented."

He then pointed to the thermos cup next to him, and the thermos cup floated leisurely. He automatically poured half a glass of water and handed it to Xiao Zheng: "Run your throat, be calm and calm."

Xiao Zheng: "..."

This is Xuan Yuan's sword, that's right, but it looks like a mother.

"You are in the bright, others are dark," Sheng Lingyuan said with a sigh of anger, and Sheng Lingyuan said slowly, "Don't be too real, if someone touches the face ... Mirror flowers and water moon butterflies, but they just don't touch you A notice? Or is someone with a high weight telling others to do this kind of action, but his own hands are clean? "

Xiao Zhengyi replied in a right word: "So I have to investigate it carefully. With this evidence, I can ask my superiors to start, starting with people who have been in direct contact with the butterfly. If you do n’t believe it, you ca n’t pull out the radish and bring out the mud ... what are you laughing at?"

Xiao Zheng found that the temperament of the "sword spirit" was less than that of Xuan Yuan, because when he smiled, the subtexts of "You are really a cute little girl" are hanging on the corner of his eyebrows.

"This little ..." Sheng Lingyuan saw the blue veins of Xiao Zheng's forehead, swallowed the title behind, and continued, "If you used that butterfly, would you sit still?"

Xiao Zheng froze.

"I said, you're in the bright, they're in the dark. If these people jump over the wall and join forces with outsiders-those who make money and kill like Dongchuan-how do you end up rebelling?" Sheng Lingyuan knocked I knocked on the handle of the chair. "Just say that the 'emergency notice' was issued in your name. There was a bad curse in it, and it was reported to Shangfeng, and then it was advertised, warning everyone not to open it. In the name of preventing transmission to others. , Separate those who are "recruited" separately, closely control them, and secretly search all their private property to see who they are connected to. Recently, the butterfly has been going viral, and your company ... Your office must also be heartbroken. The conspirators are private. The connection must be very close, and there must be a foothold. "

Xiao Zheng quickly digested his words: "You in the end ..."

"If you don't stand still on weekdays, you have to hit the snake seven inches, otherwise you won't get a hit and you will be back bitten. Sometimes things are too decent, but bad things, huh?" Sheng Lingyuan stood up and glanced at the traffic in the morning peak outside the window. , Suddenly asked, "Do you know what a 'candle' is?"

Xiao Zheng has heard of this word. The final report of the case of Achibu Bi Chunsheng mentioned that the demon summoned in Achibu said Bi Chunsheng was a "human candle."

"Everything is born. There is no such thing as the" Devil ". The" Devil "is a creature that is painful and unwilling to live. Hold on to it, abandon everything, cut off everything, and voluntarily fall. If it is not enough to repair, even the" human devil "will not be treated. The "half demon" who is not innocent is called a "human candle". "Sheng Lingyuan glanced at Xiao Zheng, rolled a little warm smile across his eyes, passed him by, and left the ward, leaving only a sentence , "It's clearly the heyday of Qingping, why is that?"

By the time Xiao Zheng was walking and chasing, the figure had disappeared.

What did Xiao Zheng think of suddenly? —No, the doors and windows of his ward were affixed with spells of exorcism and evil spirits, and there was an abnormal energy detector at the door. Why did people come in for such a long time, all dead?

He hurriedly looked carefully and found that all the indicators on the abnormal energy detector were off ... This stuff was overloaded!

At this time, Xuan Yuan, who was put back into the room, finally got his cell phone back and called back.

Looking at the string of missed calls and Xiao Zheng's angry voice messages, Xuan Yuan immediately guessed what was going on, and he had lost his temper at that time.

Others are "hitting a stick and giving a sweet date." Sheng Lingyuan gave sweet dates every day, and each sweet date was mixed with a rat drug.

"Lao Xiao, listen to me," Xuan Yuan said quickly as soon as the phone was connected. "Don't admit that the notice was sent by you, send another e-mail, and say that the letter was just a virus, so everyone should not open it. Then put the stroke ... "

"Isolate the investigation in the name of preventing infection! Just say it again and again, I know, bother! You wait for me, and look for your own account!" Xiao Zheng angrily hung up the phone. 2k novel reading network