beloved does not come back

"..." Jiang Tianxiao shrank his neck and shivered.

"Tsk," He Sheng rolled his eyes, "I've been teaching you for so long, why are you still so promising?"

"It doesn't matter how long it takes, bro..." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but ask: "The person in the story, how did he escape later?"

"I don't know about that. Anyway, if this story can be passed down, it must have escaped smoothly."

Jiang Tianxiao thought that being a spiritualist was too exciting.

For the next week, He Sheng continued to teach Jiang Tianxiao spiritual skills.At this time, Yu Lang had been away for three weeks, far exceeding what he said at the time, "It can be as short as a few days, or as long as half a month."Jiang Tianxiao wanted to call Yu Lang to ask questions, but the phone was in his hand, he stared at the screen for a few seconds, then put it down again.

During the days when Yu Lang was away, there was always a fire burning in his heart, and he tried his best to suppress the flame, but failed.If you call Yu Lang again - he is afraid that he will say something on the spur of the moment.

Then bear with it.wait.

In just three weeks, Jiang Tianxiao has already been able to use simple spiritual skills—even though he still can't control the complicated talismans and formations, He Sheng scratched his chin and said to himself: "Talent is really incomparable... ..." After hearing his words, Jiang Tianxiao practiced even harder.He wondered if Yu Lang would think of me better if he had practiced spiritual arts.

Sometimes the force is too strong, and the spiritual power will rush through the limbs, hitting his heart, liver and lungs with dull pain.

"You fucking don't want to die!" He Sheng scolded: "Take it easy! Didn't I tell you to take your time!"

Jiang Tianxiao nodded, but still practiced fiercely.He couldn't wait to become stronger.

Another week.

Wuhan has completely entered winter—the autumn in Wuhan is very short, and the temperature will drop as soon as it drops.On this day, Jiang Tianxiao received a blue cold wave warning on his mobile phone.It started to rain at night, Jiang Tianxiao got up and closed the window of the room, and lay down on the bed again, unable to fall asleep.

He hates the rain in Wuhan.The rain in the north is not like this - the rain in the north comes one after another, and even in the rainy summer, it seldom rains for several days in a row.The rain in Wuhan is continuous and pattering, and it can fall for half a month in one breath.The wet autumn rain is wrapped in a chill, as if it can slowly soak into the body.

Jiang Tianxiao hunched over like a shrimp, covered with a soft quilt, and the air conditioner in the room was turned on at 23 degrees.Where does he think Yu Lang is now?It will be a month soon, and He Sheng doesn't seem to be anxious at all, probably because he has a connection with Yu Lang.But where is Yu Lang?I do not know.

He took out the phone from under the pillow and unlocked it. The light from the screen made Jiang Tianxiao squint his eyes.

It's [-]:[-] in the morning, it's not a suitable time for contact, whether it's calling, video chatting, or sending WeChat.

Jiang Tianxiao locked the phone screen again, and the screen went black.

Raindrops dripped on the windows, and it always rained at night in Wuhan.

Jiang Tianxiao unlocked the screen again.

He sent a WeChat message to Yu Lang: Teacher Yu, the rock formation is so difficult.

Jiang Tianxiao thought, it seems that the wechat message reminder set on Yu Lang's phone is a vibration - that's good, it shouldn't disturb Yu Lang to sleep.

He scolded himself again, what are you pretending for, I'm really afraid of disturbing Yu Lang to sleep, don't do it.

He thought about it carefully. He originally wanted to send "Teacher Yu, the temperature in Wuhan has dropped", but he felt that this was too hypocritical, and Yu Lang probably wouldn't return it. Yu Lang will definitely reply to the message and give some pointers, right?Okay, no matter what he replies, he just replies.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Tianxiao fell asleep.

He got up on time at six o'clock the next morning, and the small light on the upper left corner of the phone was blinking.That's a reminder of new news.

Jiang Tianxiao's chest trembled, and he kept telling himself that it was probably the weather forecast...or a text message from the mobile phone...

Turn on the screen, it's WeChat.

Yu Lang's.

"Have you learned the rock and wood formation? The progress is very fast. The key to controlling the rock and wood formation is to have a strong back and abdomen. In addition, the rock and wood talisman must be drawn well, which is a test of skill."

God, 40 words.

Jiang Tianxiao thought how long had it been since I had spoken to Yu Lang?

"Okay, I will pay attention, thank you teacher." After thinking for a while, I boldly added: "When will you be back?"

Yu Lang didn't return.

So Jiang Tianxiao glanced at the phone from time to time throughout the morning.

He Sheng was upset: "Jiang Tianxiao, can you concentrate? You are dating online, you?"

Jiang Tianxiao sighed silently, I want to have an online relationship with Teacher Yu... Hey, why am I thinking about this again.

In the evening, Yu Lang replied to WeChat: "Be back soon."

How fast is soon?

Soon is soon.

That night, Jiang Tianxiao was being held by He Sheng to distinguish the "domain" of different ghosts, and the door was opened.

Jiang Tianxiao stared blankly, watching Yu Lang pick up the trolley case, change his shoes and enter the house.

He was wearing a black cotton jacket, dark blue jeans, and platform boots.A gray scarf was wrapped around his neck.

"...Teacher Yu," Jiang Tianxiao was at a loss for words at this moment: "Are...are you cold?"

They were all wrapped in scarves, so it was probably not cold.Jiang Tianxiao was just looking for something to say.

Yu Lang nodded cooperatively, and his tone was still light: "It's a bit cold, why did Wuhan cool down all at once?"

"No way," He Sheng said with a smile: "No matter how cold Wuhan is, can it be as cold as Beijing?"

It turned out to be Beijing.

Yu Lang didn't answer He Sheng's words, only said to take a bath, picked up the suitcase and went into the bedroom.

Soon he walked into the bathroom with his pajamas, and the sound of water splashed.

"Brother Sheng," Jiang Tianxiao asked in a low voice, "What did Teacher Yu go to Beijing for? It's... been a long time."

"He goes to Beijing to stay for a few days every year, sometimes for a long time and sometimes for a short time." He Sheng paused and lowered his voice: "It seems to be related to his illness, maybe to receive treatment?"

Jiang Tianxiao was taken aback, Yu Lang was healthy and healthy during this time, he almost forgot the black artery on Yu Lang's neck when he passed out.

"Okay, if he doesn't want to tell you, don't ask." He Sheng looked at the bathroom door and said, "Maybe you will know when you should know."

Yu Lang came out of the shower, looked at He Sheng and Jiang Tianxiao, and said, "Aren't you talking about 'domain', continue."

"Keep going!" He Sheng bumped his elbow into Jiang Tianxiao: "What are the characteristics of the most common 'field' of an earth-binding spirit? Retell it."

"Earth-binding spirit..." Jiang Tianxiao forced himself to look away from Yu Lang's protruding collarbone: "The 'domain' of the earth-binding spirit is bounded, and the range is very small, such as a certain room, or even two There is also a possibility between the zebra crossings..."

He Sheng nodded: "Well, then let's talk about the special features of the ghost's 'domain'——"

"Wait," Yu Lang interrupted He Sheng: "Because of the small range of the 'field' of the earth-binding spirit, the yin energy is usually very weak, so it is difficult to find. The most effective way is to use the soul-sending powder—tell me about the soul-sending powder How to match."

With his hands behind his back, Yu Lang walked up to Jiang Tianxiao expressionlessly.

Jiang Tianxiao suddenly became nervous.

"Songling powder...is...it is sulfur and charcoal that are ignited at a ratio of [-] to [-], and then paper money that has been made for more than one year is added to the flame, and a handful of soaked rice... right?"

Yu Lang raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and smiled: "Not bad."

Jiang Tianxiao bowed his head because of his smile, not daring to look at him.

"Go to bed early tonight," Yu Lang said to the two, "I have something to discuss with you tomorrow morning."

Jiang Tianxiao didn't sleep well all night.

He was so excited.

Yu Lang came back, Yu Lang smiled at him, and Yu Lang is now sleeping under the same roof with him.

Just thinking about it makes my heart numb, half asleep and half awake, my mind is full of Yu Lang.

When I got excited, I fell asleep a little the next morning.

Well, I forgot to set the alarm last night too.

When he woke up, Yu Lang was already cooking in the kitchen. Jiang Tianxiao and He Sheng ate instant noodles for breakfast for a month. At this time, smelling the rich aroma coming from the kitchen, they couldn't help but move over.

"Go out." Yu Lang said simply without turning his head.

The two had no choice but to back out of the kitchen.

"Jiang Tianxiao," Yu Lang shoveled the fried rice from the pot into a bowl, "What time do you wake up in the morning?"

"It's always been six o'clock!" Jiang Tianxiao quickly explained, "It's just today...today...uh."

I got up late today, and I can't say why.

Fortunately, Lang didn't ask any more.

This time it is minced meat fried rice, put chopped soaked cowpea in it, and one fried egg per person.Make another pot of tomato and egg soup. The rice is salty and the soup is sour, which is just right.

Jiang Tianxiao and He Sheng gobbled up more food, Yu Lang finished eating first, got up, and came back with a newspaper in his hand, spread it out on the table.

"Daily Beijing", dated half a month ago, crumpled.

A small piece of the story in the lower right corner of the newspaper has been circled with a ballpoint pen.

"A key middle school teacher in Chaoyang District was exposed to prostitution"

"On November 11, the Chaoyang District Police Station carried out its second anti-pornography operation this month... Chi, a teacher from a key middle school, was detained for a week for prostitution..."

He Sheng swallowed the food in his mouth: "What's wrong?"

"This person," Yu Lang tapped the word "Chi Mou" with the other end of his chopsticks: "Contact me."

"Ah?" He Sheng smiled: "What do you say? Cancel his detention record? Don't you think highly of us?"

"He wanted to ask us to help find someone," Yu Lang said. "He said his girlfriend was missing."

"No way," He Sheng sighed, "He has been detained for soliciting prostitutes, so can his girlfriend talk to him? This man must be out of his mind—or his girlfriend is deliberately avoiding him, and he wants us to Help find it."

"At first I thought so too, this man is too unreliable," Yu Lang stared down at the report in the newspaper: "But he insisted that the report was slandering him—this is not the most important thing, the most important thing Yes, he said that when he was with his girlfriend, he was slandered as a prostitute, in other words, those people said his girlfriend was a prostitute, do you know what I mean?"

"I don't understand," He Sheng shook his head sincerely, "Does Xiao Jiang understand?"

Jiang Tianxiao also shook his head: "Uh... I didn't understand either."

Yu Lang sighed, crossed his arms and looked at the two of them: "Then let me just say it, I'll take this business. Because I used the hair of his girlfriend he found for a rough divination—his girlfriend is very Life is not death, it has become a ghost."