The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Yanjiu was brought back to the bar again, and Xiang Jing casually picked up a glass of strong drink on the bar.

He asked Yanjiu like a prank: "Are you afraid of pain?"

Yanjiu said blankly: "Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Jing poured wine on the wound on Yanjiu's leg.

"Hiss~" As a conditioned reflex, Yanjiu struggled to escape.

But Xiang Jing held him down with one hand: "If you don't disinfect it, do you want your leg to rot? Then I will saw it off and distill it for perfume?"

Hearing this, Yanjiu endured the pain and sat back again:

"There's no need to amputate the legs...eh? It's not...you..."

Even though Yanjiu had a dull temperament, he found the scene in front of him frightening.

His wound began to bleed again due to the irritation of the strong alcohol.

Xiang Jing, on the other hand, held the wine glass in his hand and caught the few drops of blood that flowed out.

The blood filled the transparent cup with a charming color, and Xiang Jing drank the blood-mixed wine with great grace.

Looking at Xiang Jing's clean and soft white shirt and his handsome face.

Yanjiu finally asked a very stupid question: "Sir...are you a Western vampire?"

Xiang Jing recalled the taste of what he just drank. Under the mellowness of the wine, the sweetness and bitterness of honeysuckle lingered on the tip of his tongue, seemingly calming him down.

Xiang Jing finally looked at Yan Jiulai seriously. He had a very bland face, not that it wasn't good-looking, but it was really bland.

It's like the brush and ink are blurred, a faint landscape painting, only a pair of peach blossom eyes produce a few bright colors out of thin air.

The trembling eyelashes are seductive.

Xiang Jing's eyes were dark: "Your blood... is very special."

Yanjiu looked like he suddenly realized: "It must be because I had a cold yesterday and got an infusion. If you like, you can go to the pharmacy and buy it. You can blow directly into the bottle."

Xiang Jing smiled and looked sideways at Liu Jincheng: "Acheng, do you have any medicine that can make people mute?"

Immediately, Xiang Jing lifted Yanjiu's chin with his index finger:

"Your mouth is really annoying. It'll be better if you mute it."

Yanjiu lowered his eyes, not daring to say a word, as if he was frightened.

At this moment, the bar manager Zhang hurried over and said with a flattering look on his face:

"Mr. Xiang, Mr. Liu, what brought you two here?"

Liu Jincheng looked good-tempered:

"I heard from a friend that your bar has some good drinks. Mr. Xiang and I came over to join in the fun."

Manager Zhang was a little embarrassed at first, but when he saw Yanjiu looking timid in the corner, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief:

"Yanjiu, aren't you home?"

With that said, Manager Zhang replied smoothly to Liu Jincheng:

"We really have a distinguished guest here, and all our bartenders who took leave came back to work."

Hearing what Manager Zhang said, Yanjiu slowly returned to the bar, leaning against the wall. Xiang Jing and Liu Jincheng also looked over.

The lighting is ambiguous, and Yan Jiu has entered the role of a bartender. The wine pours into his hands and changes colors.

When he shook the cup, his waist looked thin and soft, making people want to find out.

At this time, Yanjiu looked languid and not warm, but he exuded a free and easy temperament, and his peach blossom eyes were even more gorgeous.

After a while, a glass of wine with a light green color was handed to Xiang Jing. Yan Jiu discussed:

"Mr. Xiang, I call this glass of wine Honeysuckle.

I invite you to drink this wine, so you can stop staring at my neck. "

Yanjiu's neck felt cold when he saw Xiang Jing, and he always felt that Xiang wanted to take a bite of him at any time.

Xiang Jing took the wine and took a slow sip.

Liu Jincheng said jokingly:

"Little beauty, am I not handsome enough?

Why does Mr. Xiang have wine, but I don’t? "

Yanjiu poured a cup of Erguotou and pushed Erguotou in front of Liu Jincheng. Yanjiu smiled and said:

"Mr. Liu, please."

Liu Jincheng: "..." Yanjiu was still so rude.

……

At two o'clock in the morning, the noisy people gradually dispersed.

Manager Zhang found Yanjiu who was taking a nap in the lounge, and he told Yanjiu in a serious voice:

"Yanjiu, please have a nicer attitude when you meet those two guests today.

Of the two of them, one is the leader of the Xiang family and has immense power.

One is a young man from SA Medical and a ‘famous doctor’, so we cannot afford to offend him. "

Yan Jiu slowly raised his eyelids and comforted Manager Zhang:

"Brother Zhang, I know. Look, I ran to the lounge to hide for a while."

Manager Zhang patted Yanjiu on the shoulder: "It's getting late, go home and sleep quickly."

……

When Yanjiu returned home, two pairs of bright eyes in the dark room had been waiting for a long time.

Yanjiu turned on the light and saw a big white "cat" lying on the window sill with the word "王" on its head.

The sofa is covered with a small fried fox.

Yanjiu stretched and said, "Good evening. Do you have any midnight snack? I'm hungry."

The big cat utters human words, like an irritable young man: "It's almost dawn, and I'm still eating a piece of wool."

The little fox's voice was like a 7- or 8-year-old young lady: "Jiujiu, I'm hungry too~"

Yanjiu walked to the bathroom: "Just bear with it, I'm eating when I wake up and I'm too lazy to make something to eat."

But Yanjiu only slept until three in the morning.

He was awakened by a knock on the door.

Barefooted, Yanjiu went to open the door with sleepy eyes. As soon as the door opened, he saw Liu Jincheng's smiling face.

Yanjiu frowned and wanted to close the door, but Liu Jincheng reached out to block the door.

Immediately, Liu Jincheng swaggered into Yanjiu's house.

The big cat on the window sill was licking its paws gracefully, seemingly ready to tear Liu Jincheng's throat into pieces at any time, but the little fox was sleeping carelessly.

Liu Jincheng didn't care. He looked at Yanjiu's old house and asked:

"Yanjiu, have you been living here since you came down from the mountain?"

Yanjiu fell sleepily on the sofa. He closed his eyes and said perfunctorily: "I'll stay here before going up the mountain."

Liu Jincheng walked around the house twice and touched the tiger's head with his hand, and then revealed the true purpose of his trip:

"Yanjiu, I want you to give me a divination."

Immediately, the room fell into silence, Yanjiu seemed to have fallen asleep, and Liu Jincheng did not leave.

About ten minutes later, Yanjiu stood up from the sofa. He sat cross-legged, his back hunched, looking lazy to the bone.

"I said Liu Jincheng, I really can't sleep with you here."

Liu Jincheng remained motionless.

Yanjiu sighed helplessly: "Tell me what you want to do."

Liu Jincheng dragged a chair over. He sat opposite Yanjiu and said as if he was ordinary:

"My grandfather is seriously ill. If I want to save him, I have to go to the dense forest of Zhaoyao Mountain to find some medicinal materials.

The dense forest is dangerous. I want you to calculate whether I can come back from this trip. "

Yanjiu was stunned and looked at Liu Jincheng: "Liu Jincheng, you shouldn't be so confused."

Liu Jincheng looked out the window, where dawn was about to break: "But I was raised by my grandfather. I really can't bear to see him die."

Yanjiu only pinched his fingers twice before putting them down again:

"If you go to Zhaoyao Mountain, you can come back.

But... you find the medicinal materials, but you still can't save the old man. He will die in the spring of the next year.

Liu Jincheng, do you want to go? "

Liu Jincheng was stunned, and he smiled bitterly: "So it turns out that there is no way to escape."

Yanjiu said indifferently: "They are all destined. As a member of the Liu family, you should have known since childhood that people have to leave when they grow old, so... why not just let nature take its course?"

Liu Jincheng: "I haven't believed in fate since I was a child, so I showed off that I wanted to go."

Yanjiu was a little troubled: "You don't believe in fate and you come to me. This disrespects me very much."

Liu Jincheng said unapologetically: "I'm sorry, I accidentally expressed my feelings."