MTL - Guardian-Chapter 65 Merit pen

When the first day of the first day was about noon, the group devil flurry dance at No. 4 Guangming Road was completely dismissed, and everyone wrapped up in drunken clothes and left, queueing for a taxi at the door.

Lao Li waited for the others to leave before washing his face. I didn't know where to find the cleaning equipment, and slowly cleaned up the office that had been scourged.

Daqing probe walked in, and at the first sight of the mess in the ground, he shrank his paw with a slight fear.

Lao Li quickly took out a rag, wiped the stools in a row, and respectfully lifted Cat into the chair: "Go from above, the top is not dirty."

"You are still alone. The young people today are really more and more ridiculous." Daqing muttered old-fashionedly, carefully used the chair as a springboard, and jumped onto the desktop of the desk.

"I don't have one left, then there is one." Lao Li pointed to the corner, and Daqing saw Guo Changcheng who had just risen.

"Oh, that's right, that kid, come here, I'm looking for you." Daqing glanced at Guo Changcheng, found a coaster from Zhu Hong's desk, and opened it with his claws. There were several sheets under the coaster. The red envelope of the shopping card, which picked up the red envelope and threw it across the face of Guo Great Wall. He said angrily, "Lao Zhao asked you to bring you the second wife, go back and talk to your second wife. A few days of Chinese New Year's rest, he wouldn't bother to visit the door. A little courteous ceremony, to add some new clothes to my sister-in-law and my children-alas, stupid human, let me take such a disgusting cat. "

Guo Great Wall reacted slowly after a half-beat. He stood still for a while, dizzy, and thought of where he was. He smiled neatly, picked up the red envelope with some restraint, and looked back. Lao Li, who was looking at the two of them with a mop, immediately rolled up his sleeves and went up: "Brother Li! I'll help you, I'll ..."

Then he tripped the horse with a chair leg.

Hu Daqing snorted, climbed to a computer, sat down, stretched his claws to turn on the machine, and inconveniently moved his mouse with his claws to open the browser.

Seeing that, Lao Li immediately went up enthusiastically: "What are you going to fight? I'll help you."

Wu Daqing blurted out, "Mountains and seas ..."

The word "sea" slipped out of its mouth, changed its tone, and sounded like a "harmony" sound. Then Daqing stopped his mouth, stared blankly at the screen for a while, and lowered his eyes: "Oh, I It means that I want to go on Weibo. "

Zhao Yunlan said that he was going to do a "big business" and wait for a while to come back to pick it up. Daqing sat behind the computer who didn't know who, opened the Weibo account of "Miaoye Tianxia No. 1", and took selfies with the camera idle. Upload.

Tong Lao Li and Xiao Guo quietly packed up the mess next to it. At that moment, Daqing knew that he really wanted to say that it wanted to see what kind of place the Twenty Mile Pavilion outside Shanhaiguan was.

But the elders of the crows talked reasonably, what can they do? The dead are dead, and the dust is returned to the dust.

With a "click", Daqing transmitted his big pie face to the Internet, and added the text "Unparalleled Handsome Meow" and sent it up. Some cat lovers soon left a message below, and some praised the pure color of the cat's hair. Someone also kindly suggested, "Blogger, your cat is too fat. Pay attention to its diet and take it for exercise to be healthy."

Daqing Guangsui deleted the message and thought indignantly, "Stupid human."

的 The bell between his neck swayed along with its movement, but did not make a sound, only the refracted golden light or reflected on the white wall.

Lao Li couldn't help but raise his hand to block the eye that was punctured by Jin Guang, and looked back at the inexplicable black cat. Just when he wanted to say something, Chu Shuzhi came out of the wall. It is said that the first day of each year Is the only time he was allowed to walk into the library, but he did n’t look like he had borrowed a book or looked up any information, his face looked very strange, like hesitant and unconsciously brought on A little sad.

Guo Great Wall hurriedly stood up and greeted, "Chu brother!"

Chu Chushu didn't seem to hear it. He picked up his bag straight, and the corners of his mouth picked up more and more, revealing a sneer almost stern, and he was going out.

Wu Daqing leaned out from behind the display and asked, "How many years?"

Chu Chushu stepped in a footstep and said mutely, "Three hundred years."

Daqing said, "Ah," "Isn't that ... um, congratulations?"

His voice faded, Chu Shuzhi suddenly felt a dark wooden sign from his waist, and he didn't turn his head back. He just raised his hand and shook the wooden sign in front of the cat. I wonder if it was Guo Changcheng's illusion. He felt that Chu Shu's face flashed as if writing on it, and it was in the position of his cheek, just like the tattoo on the face of the ancient prisoner.

Tong Daqing raised his ears and opened his eyes.

Zhu Chushu's fingers holding the wooden sign were hard and blue, and the blue tendons exposed on the back of his hand were indescribable.

Then he walked out without saying a word. Daqing immediately turned his head to Guo Changcheng and said, "Little Guo, take a taxi to send you Chu brother!"

When I saw Guo Changcheng's inexplicable response, Daqing added a tone of voice: "He drank too much, and sent it to your home, and delivered it to you to make sure he was all right before he came back. Did you hear?"

Guo Guocheng quickly pulled out a napkin and wiped his hands, followed by trotting, and took his bag for Chu Shuzhi. The image of Chu Shu was a bit lost, Ren Guo Great Wall took the things in his hand, and there was no response.

His back is extremely thin, and for a time, he seems to be a bit disrespectful.

Shen Wei left with drunken Zhao Yunlan. The director in their school who had only a big belly would only make a flatterer and didn't know what happened. He suddenly called him and said it was urgent to get a file.

Xun Shen Wei felt very strange, and just wanted to ask, the director at the other end seemed to be burnt by the fire, hurriedly explained, and hung up the phone and ran away.

Shen Wei had no other choice, so he had to take Zhao Yunlan, who had been lying on him unwilling to let go, to his small apartment where he didn't usually live.

The front foot came into the door, and I didn't know how it happened. The director's urging phone came back and asked him to send things to the west gate of Longcheng University.

云 Zhao Yunlan rolled around on his soft sofa, opened his eyes slightly drunkly, and said, "Did you eat the wrong medicine in your school?"

Shen Wei, while looking for something, stretched out his hand and put a cushion on his forehead, so that he could slap his head on the coffee table, and also put a pillow in his head: "I have to go there and come back soon, you ..."

"I want to sleep for a while." Zhao Yunlan's voice was almost as sticky as his eyelids.

Shen Wei whispered, "Drink some water?"

"唔 ..." Zhao Yunlan tilted his head to avoid, and gently waved his hand, "Don't drink."

There seemed to be water in his eyes, thin red lips, and long eyebrows flying obliquely, almost submerged in his hair, because his head was slightly raised, a slightly tight line was drawn on his chin, and the open shirt button was exposed to be long The neck is indescribable.

Shen Wei's breathing was stagnant, and he carefully reached out his hair in front of his forehead, pulled a blanket over him, and rubbed his thumb gently over Zhao Yunlan's lips, rubbed his head nostalgically, leaned in front of him and kissed him. With one sip, I took the director's request and the car key, and turned around.

After a short while, Zhao Yunlan heard a soft doorbell.

Zhao Yunlan, who was still drunk before he got drunk, immediately sat up straight like a corpse, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message "Drag him for a while", and then called the moving company that had contacted him.

The younger brother of the moving company probably hasn't received such a strange order, hesitantly said, "Well ... if the owner is not there, are we ..."

"It's yours, move it for me," Zhao Yunlan said arrogantly. "He's Lao Tzu's hukou book. Do you want to write two addresses on one hukou book? I'm mad at seeing his pile of disposable things." Come here within five minutes and hear nothing! "

云 Zhao Yunlan hung up the phone, took out a dozen of note papers from his bag, and began to quickly list-it doesn't matter which ones are to be taken away and which ones are thrown away, and he plans to buy them again.

Suddenly, Zhao Yunlan's pen tip gave him a very wretched thought-he wondered whimsically, where did Shen Wei's underwear go? Especially those who passed through ... Although Shen Wei pushed him into his own small apartment half-and-half in the middle of his persecution during this time, he was able to keep it in such a small space where he could not see his head down. The fine tradition of "being sentimental and mere courtesy".

Zhao Yunlan has been blind for more than half a month. Although he has been trying to be wrong, he always has insufficient energy. The person he likes is under the same roof every day, and he ca n’t see or eat. He can only rely on his brain to supplement it ... Over time, he felt I can already cultivate myself to be a monk.

"I am compelled to do this." Zhao Yunlan rubbed his hands and laughed "Hey" twice, and then went to Shen Wei's balcony, probably for a long time, and the hangers on the balcony were still there, but not Without hanging anything, Zhao Yunlan opened the large closet in the living room, but found that there were only shirts, trousers and outerwear that he usually wore, as well as a few pairs of shoes with similar styles, and no pairs of socks.

Zhao Yunlan's eyes are not very good now, without seeing a small storage box covered by a long trench coat, he added "clothing" to the list after "take away" and "need to buy". Impatiently, he looked at Shen Wei's closed bedroom all year round, as if it contained a different-dimensional bedroom.

The door had no handle and no open lock. Zhao Yunlan took out a small flashlight and swept through the door gap and door shaft. Neither the door shaft nor the hidden lock could be found.

He was secretly weird, trying to stick his palm to the door, and using the eyes to see the light lines on the door, the dark door panel seemed to have some kind of energy flowing, the flow was peaceful and modest, unable to say The solemn and solemn demeanor of the company is strict and meticulous.

Zhao Yunlan felt his hand sticking to the door for a moment, and suddenly felt a little familiar. The next moment, he remembered: "Kunlun Lock?"

These days he hides everyone and finds information about Kunlun with the help of Sanzan, but except that it is a very old mountain and some genres and tricks named after Kunlun, he does not Find anything of value.

Kunlun Lock is recorded in one of the books he happened to scan with his eyes.

It is said that Kunlun locks the upper circle below the circle, which means the place of the circle of heaven, the middle of the fourteen roads, and the eight wastelands and six joints. In terms of it, it is more treacherous and difficult to grasp.

Is there anything in the squatter house that requires a Kunlun lock?

Don't ... What is the relationship between Beheading and Kunlun? Why is Shen Wei so familiar with this ancient seal?

Zhao Yunlan stood uncertainly for a moment at the door, then tentatively stretched out his hand, filled with spiritual power in the palm, and flicked the Kunlun lock. The Kunlun lock was immediately touched. People are overwhelmed. Zhao Yunlan has too many thoughts, is not complex, and sometimes too wild, so he is not as good at these delicate things as Chu Shuzhi.

However, when facing Kunlun Lock, he didn't know how. He had a sense of familiarity. Every change was in his eyes. It seemed that every time he stepped on some kind of beat in his heart. on.

云 Zhao Yunlan's fingers swam quickly around the door, as if someone was holding his finger.

Tianmen, Dihe, Fangyuan, followed thirty-six pillars, until ...

With a "click", the black door panel slowly pulled back, revealing a small slit, and there was no light in it. Zhao Yunlan stood at the door and suddenly hesitated.

I don't know why, and he regretted opening the door.

He hesitated for a moment, but he untied a small flashlight from the key and walked in carefully.

The wall was full of things, and Zhao Yunlan narrowed his eyes in the light and looked at it, immediately standing on the spot.

The full wall, big, small, irritated, and laughing, was all ... Zhao Yunlan trembled, his flashlight almost fell to the place, and his faint drunkenness disappeared.

After a while, the flashlight light slowly fell on an ancient painting on the south wall of the room. It was a huge ancient painting that almost occupied a wall. I do n’t know what material it was made of. Light ski white, a person painted on it.

The man painted fine eyebrows, lively charm, long hair on the floor, and a simple blue gown. Slightly tilting her head, her mouth seemed to smile ... Zhao Yunlan felt that she was almost looking in the mirror.

A line of small characters was written next to it, not modern simplified, nor traditional, or even any of the fonts he was familiar with, never seen before, but Zhao Yunlan did not know why, only one glance, he understood what was written above:

Deng Lin's Yin met Kunlun Jun for the first time. Wei Bi.

Ten minutes later, the younger brother of the moving company knocked on the door of Shen Wei's house, but a strange man came out.

He didn't have any explanation, except that he didn't need to move, then took out his wallet and paid all the moving money, saying it was an apology for letting them run for nothing.