After Ling Lie put Zhou Zishan to sleep, he sat up from the bed.

The red eyes opened slightly, and the breathtaking brilliance lingered in the bloody atmosphere, looking into the sky.

After a while, one after another, like a network, threads emanating from his left hand appeared in the dark night.

Ling Lie lowered his head, looked lovingly at Zhou Zishan's sleeping face, and lovingly placed a soft kiss on his lips: "Honey, I'm going out to do some errands. You have a good sleep and don't run around."

In the dream, Zhou Zishan seemed to hear Ling Lie's instructions. He pinched the corners of his back with both hands, buried his body and cheeks deeper into the quilt, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Ling Lie felt relieved now. He smiled, used his hands to straighten the scattered hair on Zhou Zishan's forehead, and stood up.

He looked at the red blood threads in his hand that looked like a mess, but in fact each one was connected to a target. He looked at the blood threads trembling crazily in the moonlight with a sneer on his lips.

Then, his figure flashed past and disappeared without a trace.

*

"Sister Xiao Sheng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Lin Xiao saw something was wrong with Ruan Qingsheng's expression and comforted her with concern, "It's okay. We are just following this mission. We don't have to do anything. We just keep following and recording things. ”

Lin Xiao saw that Ruan Qingsheng didn't respond to his words, and added, "As long as we don't get discovered by the other party, there will be no problem."

Unexpectedly, Ruan Qingsheng swallowed and showed a panicked look, "Lin Xiao, I, I... I don't know how to tell you, but that person, that grave-filler, I seem to... no, I definitely know him."

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

This was the first time that Lin Xiao saw Ruan Qingsheng become so scared and panicked, so he quickly stretched out his hand to hold Ruan Qingsheng in his arms and asked softly, "Can you tell me? Who is he?"

Lin Xiao's body temperature was felt on her body, and the worry in Ruan Qingsheng's heart subsided a little. She said, "I...I have an uncle who has a good relationship with the housekeeper..."

"He especially likes to wear white gloves. When I was very young, once, I fell down while playing in the garden and cried a lot. He took off his gloves to help me wipe my tears and comfort me. ”

"At that time, I found a very delicate little flower tattooed on the knuckle of his left middle finger close to the palm. I asked him what kind of flower it was, and he told me that it was a native cherry blossom variety in China, with double petals. Yes, there is a very beautiful stamen inside, and the color above is light pink. The color of the petals is very dark, and the inside is white, very beautiful..."

Lin Xiao listened patiently and gently patted Ruan Qingsheng's back with his palm, "What next?"

"...It's very unique, I can't admit it wrong!" Ruan Qingsheng raised his head with a very serious expression, "I've only seen a pattern like that once. It's very beautiful and exquisite. It's a tattoo pattern you can't see on the market! "

"So...you just saw this pattern on that man's hand?" Lin Xiao finally understood, "Then why do you think he is a grave filler?"

Ruan Qingsheng said with great certainty: "I saw that the outer wall of his lighter was stained with fluorescent powder. The night vision device showed a little fluorescent reaction. It was purple fluorescence, and it was unmistakable."

The purple fluorescence matches the color of the tracking fluorescence.

Lin Xiao said in a deep voice: "It seems... there are a lot of hidden things in this. Let's go, we are a few minutes away from them again. It will be safer if we follow them now. Maybe... we can find out where he is. What to do!”

Ruan Qingsheng exhaled a breath and cheered up again, determined to get to the bottom of this matter: "Well, let's go!"

The two figures flashed and then disappeared into the factory.

*

After the white light flickered for a while, it turned into specks of light, floating down in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The scattered white light was like a heavy snowfall, but before the snow fell, it disappeared without a trace, and it disappeared before anyone could even feel the coolness.

Mo Xuan and Cang Xuan were still sitting cross-legged facing each other in the sea of ​​consciousness. Seeing this scene, they both exhaled.

"At least now, these resentful spirits bound by the black matter can finally rest in peace." Mo Xuan raised his head and looked at the flashing light spots in the air, listening to the cries and howls of injustice and pain inside, My heart felt as heavy as a whole mountain.

Cang Xuan followed Mo Xuan's gaze, as if he was lost in memories. Those beautiful eyes were flashing with light and shadow, as if he was stuck in the past a long time ago, as if he was seeing those immersive things once again. It's snowing heavily.

Mo Xuan lowered his head and was about to say something, when he saw Cang Xuan looking up at "Xue" intoxicatedly. The "name" he was about to call out was swallowed again, for fear that if Cang Xuan woke up at this time, that picture The gentle face with a smile may become colder than the real heavy snow again.

Mo Xuan looked at Cang Xuan's face with fascination and nostalgia. The nostalgia and depth in his eyes seemed to span thousands of years, and once again returned to the time when the two of them stood on the top of the mountain and watched the snow.

He still remembered that in the heavy snow, Cang Xuan was as happy as a six-year-old child, rolling in the snow and running around like crazy.

He still remembered that Cang Xuan was extremely happy every time he saw snow. Every time he spent the snow with him, he would say to him with great excitement, "Look, this year the fields in the world will be good again." It’s harvested.”

After a long time, Cang Xuan looked away. Thinking about it, the country and the people were now at peace, and a happy smile appeared on Cang Xuan's face.

When he lowered his head and wanted to leave, he accidentally bumped into Mo Xuan's dazed gaze. At this moment, his eyelashes trembled unnaturally, avoiding the gaze of the person in front of him.

Only then did he realize that their palms were still clasped together, so he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hands.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xuan, who had always claimed to be a handsome gentleman, actually started to keep up with the times, imitated Ling Lie, and started to play shameless offensives. Instead, he took the opportunity to grab Cang Xuan's hand and not let go.

"You!" Cang Xuan was so anxious that his face flushed with embarrassment, and he wanted to pull away and leave, but found that even after thousands of years, he was still not as strong as Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan looked at the blush on Cang Xuan's face in silence and said nothing, but in fact he had to confront Cang Xuan.

When Cang Xuan wanted to take back his hand, Mo Xuan took Cang Xuan into his arms.

Naturally, Cang Xuan didn't allow Mo Xuan to succeed, so he hurriedly pulled back with all his strength, and said angrily: "Young disciple, what are you doing! Let go!"

Cang Xuan desperately tried to break free from Mo Xuan's shackles, and this time he used all his strength to get up.

The corner of Mo Xuan's mouth raised a smile that was extremely frivolous and inappropriate for his age. He stood up and with the help of Cang Xuan's pulling force, he held Cang Xuan firmly on the sea of ​​ethereal consciousness.

"Wow—"

Once again, there were turbulent ripples in the space.

Mo Xuan's slender hands were seen pulling Cang Xuan's palms above his head.

The black hair fell down, completely hiding Cang Xuan's ridiculously red face.

Mo Xuan said in a deep voice, gently teasing the beauty beneath him: "I didn't expect you to become so proactive after not seeing me for so many years!"


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