Bu Tian Gang

Just like this, she ran all the way back to the dormitory. When climbing the stairs, Yin Xiangxue looked at Fang Anan who was coming down the stairs, screamed suddenly, turned around and ran away, leaving Fang Anan with a puzzled face and asked her classmates: "What's wrong with her? "

The classmate shrugged: "Who knows, isn't Yin Xiangxue always neurotic?"

Fang An'an thought about it, so she didn't take it to heart.

Yin Xiangxue returned to the dormitory from another staircase. She was still in shock, and spent most of the night sitting on the bed in a daze, ignoring anyone who spoke.

Although her popularity is not particularly good, the roommate was afraid that something might happen to her and asked her what was wrong.

Yin Xiangxue raised her head and glanced at them, shook her head as if lost in spirit, her face was pale and frightening, but she didn't say anything, seeing that her roommate couldn't find anything to ask, she ignored her.

She usually sleeps well, falling asleep as soon as she touches the pillow, but this night she suffered from insomnia for the first time. She kept her eyes open until it was almost dawn before falling asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, someone from the well-informed dormitory next door ran over and yelled, "Something has happened!"

Yin Xiangxue's body trembled, as if she had a premonition, her body that wanted to get up shrank back into the quilt.

Sure enough, she heard the classmate stammering: "I heard that Jiang Lang didn't go back all night last night. The students in the dormitory went to tell the teacher that the teacher and the janitor were looking for most of the night. Guess what happened?"

Jiang Lang was the focus of everyone's attention in the junior high school, and her roommates urged her not to be secretive and speak up quickly.

Yin Xiangxue's heart sank little by little.

The classmate said with a blank face: "Jiang Lang jumped into the lake and died, and the body was fished up. I heard... I heard that he asked Fang Anan to confess to the lake last night. Fang Anan refused him. He couldn't think about it for a while, so ..."

A girl screamed: "This is impossible, how could he like Fang Anan!"

Another person asked, "Did you really see him die?"

The classmate who came to spread the news cried first: "I, I didn't see it, but I saw him covered with a white cloth, and the police are here!"

Her crying infected other girls, and soon the girls in the whole dormitory were crying.

Yin Xiangxue huddled under the quilt and covered her head.

She was trembling, not only unable to cry, but even more frightened.

Soon, the news that Fang An'an rejected Jiang Lang and caused him to commit suicide by jumping into the lake spread throughout the campus.

All the girls who liked Jiang Lang overtly and secretly felt sorry for his death. Many people also hated Fang An'an because of this, thinking that she indirectly killed Jiang Lang.

For the school, this kind of thing happened on the school celebration, which was originally a big day, and they were also devastated to finish it.

Everyone felt that Jiang Lang's life was too smooth, that's why he couldn't accept small setbacks and went on the road of no return.

Only Yin Xiangxue knew that the truth was not like that at all.

……

The fact that Shangqing Dan can fetch such a high price on the black market shows that it is indeed worth the money in some respects.

At least winter solstice took the medicine, and after a day of rest, he really felt much better. The pain in his chest and abdomen disappeared from time to time. He even felt that he could immediately point his sword at the sky to attract ten or eight thunders. Of course, in order to avoid hitting Liu Qingbo, this idea was finally dismissed.

Early the next morning, the two set off to Moon Lake as mentioned in the file. Although there was a direct subway station near the destination, both of them were carrying weapons, so it was much more convenient to take a taxi there.

Seeing his radiant look, Liu Qingbo couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Is your injury really healed? Haven't you had any more nightmares?"

Winter Solstice shook his head.

Liu Qingbo frowned: "Then did you ask Director Tang privately?"

Winter Solstice said helplessly, "I asked."

After using Shangqing Pill yesterday, he felt pretty good, but for the sake of his own life, he went to find Tang Jing.

"He said that I don't have magic energy in me, and I won't be able to figure out the specific situation for a while. Let me use Shangqing Dan to recuperate first, and wait for the matter of the soul-eating beast to come to an end, and then help me look at it in detail."

Liu Qingbo didn't believe it: "No magic energy? Then why did you get hurt in the dream?"

Dong Zhi shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

Strange to say, since that day when he fought against that monstrous man in his dream on the plane, as the pinch mark on his neck gradually receded, he never saw him again in dream or reality.

Afterwards, Dong Zhi drew the other person's face, showed it to Tang Jing, and passed it on to Long Shen, but no matter who it was, they had never seen this person.

There was a strange and terrifying guess in his mind.

Naturally, Liu Qingbo had also seen that portrait.

"Could the man you saw in your dream be Song En who gave Han Qi his head down?"

Winter Solstice said: "Song En should have a typical Southeast Asian appearance. You haven't seen that man with your own eyes. He is too domineering and evil. I don't feel like Song En, but rather..."

He didn't continue, Liu Qingbo said softly: "Bo Beiye."

For a while, both of them were silent.

Although Winter Solstice was desperately fighting back in a dream, asking God to invite the sword light of the Changshou sword to repel the opponent, but the sense of oppression and deterrence on the opponent at that time was so great that he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it now , there seemed to be a hand still pinching on the neck, which could pinch himself to death at any time.

Is this the power of Heavenly Demon that can call wind and rain and shake the world?

Even if he didn't know any magic skills at the beginning, and he hadn't stepped into the practice world with half a foot, he had never felt such an aura when facing the human demon Xu Wan.

If so, the current Heavenly Demon is already so difficult to deal with just a ray of demon energy. When the real body appears, he, Liu Qingbo, Li Ying, and even Tang Jing, Wu Bingtian, Long Shen, can they deal with it?

Or, in this world, is there any power that can stop the Heavenly Demon?

The two thought about their own thoughts, and said nothing all the way until they reached their destination.

Although Wangyue Lake is an artificial lake with a small area, it draws water from Dianshan Lake and is surrounded by green trees, which can provide shade in summer and bask in the sun on benches in winter. , there are always many people hanging around here, it is very lively.

When they got out of the car during the winter solstice, they immediately saw the eye-catching warning sign erected by the lake.

The water here is too deep to swim in.

The black characters on the yellow background are extremely clear, but accidents still happen every year, and it also adds a lot of talk to the nearby residents.

Liu Qingbo looked around and saw that on the other side of the bridge, in the area separated by barbed wire, there were obviously many more people than this side, and most of them were standing by the lake, including the police.

"No way, it's such a coincidence that we'll have trouble when we come here?"

Dong Zhi said: "The information seems to say that there is a school over there, let's go and have a look."

It was indeed a coincidence that when they passed, Jiang Lang had already been taken away by an ambulance, and even his crying parents left with the car with a glimmer of hope, but everyone knew that Jiang Lang's Go and most likely won't be coming back.

The police were investigating the surrounding environment to determine whether he committed suicide. The area was fenced off, and other people stood outside the restricted area to watch the excitement. There were many guests on the school day, but unexpectedly they became bystanders of this case. Everyone Talking about Jiang Lang, a student with a bright future, is full of embarrassment.

During the winter solstice, they carried their documents with them and were able to enter. Although the Special Administration Bureau was mysterious, the departments that they had frequent contact with because of their work had naturally heard of them. A policeman immediately showed a look of relief when he saw them.

"Brothers, you guys came too timely, I was just about to ask someone to invite you!"

Winter Solstice walked to the lake with him: "Is there something strange, isn't it suicide?"

The other party said: "It's not that there is something strange, there is no trace of fighting and struggling around, it should be suicide, but didn't there always be accidents in the area of ​​Wangyue Lake in the past two years? I heard that you caught one from the lake last time... so what?" Come out, your leader has specially greeted our leader, and if someone commits suicide again, you have to be notified."

Liu Qingbo stepped on a stone and looked down. The water in the lake was glistening. Of course, it was not clear to the bottom, but in the city, it was also a well-cleaned lake. Some fallen leaves floated on it, adding a bit of bleakness, no wonder Residents nearby like to linger here, and the half of the lake beside Yasheng Middle School is also the business card of the school.

The sun is warm and warm, the lake surface is rippling, and occasionally fishes spit out bubbles. It is hard to imagine what will appear here, but Liu Qingbo is not an ordinary citizen. He knows that even if something happens underwater, the above will only Be more calm.

He bent down and swept his hands across the water as if inadvertently.

The water in winter was icy cold, but the coldness was not enough to make Liu Qingbo withdraw his hand. He rolled up his sleeves and stirred in the water several times. The water covered his forearms and slipped through his fingers, but there was nothing.

Just when he was about to take back his hand, something seemed to pass by the back of his fingers at an extremely fast speed. Liu Qingbo grabbed it with his backhand, but the catch was empty, and because of the excessive speed, his center of gravity leaned forward, and he almost fell into the water inside.

A hand grasped the back of his neck.

The winter solstice dragged him back, and joked: "How old are you, and you still play with water?"

Liu Qingbo rolled his eyes back, he raised the back of his hand, the back of his middle finger, the nails went down a little, there was a light red mark, but he couldn't be sure whether it was a fish or something else just now.

"What? Is there really something?" Winter Solstice probe asked.

"It's nothing."

Dong Zhi said: "I want to go to the hospital to see that boy first, he died not long ago, maybe we can find something."

"Also."

Liu Qingbo has no objection. Although he always argues with the other party, he also understands that Dongzhi is actually better than him in terms of carefulness and overall control. That's why the two of them have been working together so far to cooperate tacitly.

……

"Director Long, I have already given the Shangqing Pill to your dear little apprentice. May I ask when you will come? The meeting will start next month."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a great view, Tang Jing dialed Long Shen's phone number.

The search for the stele, the soul-eating beast event at the animation festival, and the upcoming international conference, all these things add up to make Tang Jing, the bureau chief, very anxious.

Outsiders can see that the East China branch is rich and powerful, and even the offices are located in the most prosperous central areas of the first-tier cities. The conditions are comfortable enough to outshine other branches by ten streets. It is absolutely impossible for Tang Jing to take the position of Tang Jing, even the directors of other sub-bureaus are the best in the special management bureau.

Shu He knocked on the door twice, and was informed that entry was allowed inside. He pushed open the door, and saw Tang Jing resting his long legs on the table, holding his phone in one hand, and an unfinished cigarette in the other. , an unscrupulous yuppie look.

He automatically and consciously walked lightly, closed his mouth, sat at his desk, and waited for the leader to finish talking on the phone.

There was no long-winded speech as expected, this time Tang Jing hung up the phone without saying a few words, maybe because the person on the other end of the phone didn't like to talk nonsense.

"How was the inspection at the venue?" Tang Jing stubbed out the cigarette he hadn't smoked in the ashtray.

Shu He said: "Everything is normal. This time we have strengthened our manpower and re-revisited the venue more than once, going up, down, south, east, north, and west, so there will be no mistakes. Presumably there will be no more mistakes."

Tang Jing said: "Representatives from various countries will come over in a few days. This time the specifications are high. Just in case, Bureau Long and Bureau Song will also come here in person. Do your best to avoid being picked on by these two. When the time comes Our sub-bureau will lose face."

Shu He laughed in astonishment: "The two deputy directors will go out in person? This battle is too big!"

"It's not big. After all, it's a summit where the leaders of various countries gather. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring in the dark, and they are sailing carefully for thousands of years."

Tang Jing spoke slowly, and Shu He found that he was still holding a book in his arms, half-opened, as if he was reading it.

"Yo, I didn't expect Tang Ju to have the heart of a little girl!" Shu He noticed with sharp eyes that it seemed to be a romance novel.

"Inference is the main thing, and romance is the second." Tang Jing corrected him.

Shu He shrugged: "Well, I never read novels, but if the leader strongly recommends them, I will definitely read them. Is the author your friend?"

"I want you to check someone for me." He raised the book in his hand. "This author."

Shu He was puzzled: "What's the situation?"

Tang Jing said: "I checked on the Internet. This author is very low-key. The real person never shows up. There are no photos of him circulating on the Internet. The publishing house should have his credentials. Go check it out as soon as possible."

Shu He seemed to understand something, but still didn't understand, he tentatively asked, "Is it a business matter or a private matter?"

Tang Jing rarely showed a trace of hesitation, and said after a while: "It's a private matter."

"Oh—" Shu He drew a long tone, revealing a tacit smile.

Speaking of Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, as soon as Shuhe left, Mingxian's phone call came in.

Tang Jing smiled subconsciously: "I thought you wouldn't call again."

The Mingxian voice was obviously a little embarrassed: "I was assigned to go abroad for training. Before I left, I was thinking of saying goodbye to you."

Tang Jing was surprised: "I remember you just joined the job, didn't you?"

Mingxian smiled and said: "It's a long story, why don't we talk about it after we meet?"

Tang Jing naturally agreed.

The two made an appointment at a cafe next to a park. It was still daytime on a weekday, and there were no customers in it. Once Tang Jing and Ming Xian went in, it was equivalent to booking the place.

"Actually, I wasn't able to get a training spot, but it happened that the female teacher was pregnant, so I was rejected. After the comprehensive evaluation of various indicators in the school, I was selected."

"Where are you going, how long?" Tang Jing put two sugar cubes in the other's coffee.

This is after the last animation festival, when he brought him home and made coffee, he learned about the habit of the other party.

"In Japan, it may take a year. The good news is that I should be able to evaluate titles after I come back." Ming Xian smiled helplessly.

Tang Jing smiled: "Then congratulations."

Ming Xian lay on the table, weary: "I don't want to leave my hometown, one year is too long."

Tang Jing said: "Then you can push the quota."

Ming Xian tilted his head to look at him: "Are you trying to keep me?"

Tang Jing showed him a charming smile: "What do you think?"

Ming Xian seemed to be encouraged, and also smiled brightly: "I think so."

Tang Jing felt that she had had enough teasing. She lowered her head and took a sip of coffee before saying slowly, "It's only been a year, and it's gone in a blink of an eye."

Mingxian said intentionally or unintentionally: "One year is enough to change many things, including the fragile goodwill."

Tang Jing raised her eyebrows: "So, if I open my mouth, you will stay?"

Hearing this, Mingxian's shoulders collapsed in half, and he said weakly: "I just entered that school not long ago. In the final analysis, it was the leaders who wanted to focus on training that gave me such a place. And it was refrigerated."

Tang Jing smiled: "Then, I wish you the best of luck."

Mingxian responded with a slightly astringent smile.

The other party has a good impression of him, Tang Jing is very clear, but this kind of good opinion is not enough to make him stay, nor is it enough to make the other party stay.

Their contact time is too short, because of sex, distraught, after that night, everything should return to normal.

Ming Xian said: "I don't know if you have heard, but something happened in our school. A boy committed suicide by jumping into the lake because of a broken relationship."

Tang Jing paused with his hand stirring the coffee: "Jump into the lake? Moon Lake?"

Ming Xian nodded, with an expression on his face that you really know, he lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "You really are a supernatural person, right? What is your supernatural power, breathing fire or flying over walls? Are you talking to the government department?" If there is cooperation, can you accept my interview? Don't worry, I will not reveal the secret, at most I will use you as the prototype of the protagonist of the novel..."

Tang Jing pushed his face away: "You read too many comics, drink a cup of coffee and calm down."

Mingxian wronged and accused: "We even slept in bed, but you are so ruthless!"

Tang Jing lifted his chin: "Then do you want me to pay? I'm fine, I'm afraid I'll insult you."

Ming Xian slapped his paw away angrily.

Tang Jing: "By the way, your school is by the Moon Lake? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Ming Xian said strangely: "Yasheng Middle School, a private middle school, quite famous, I teach Chinese in the high school."

Tang Jing saw that the other party had drunk his coffee to the bottom, so he asked the waiter to pay for it.

Mingxian complained, "I still want to eat a cake."

Tang Jing smiled and said: "Aren't you leaving? I happen to be free today, so I'll go for a walk with you, or are you going to waste time eating cake here?"

Mingxian: ...

"Congratulations, Mr. Tang, your beauty trick has worked." He held out his hand to Tang Jing solemnly.

Tang Jing grabbed his hand and shook it, "It's too much to say, if you talk about beauty tricks, you're better than me."

The twelfth lunar month of winter in the south is just the beauty of fallen leaves, not the desertedness of scattered branches.

After leaving the cafe and walking into the park area naturally, Ming Xian laughed out loud, causing Tang Jing to turn to look at him.

"I didn't expect that I would come to the park with a man. In my impression, it should be a place for the elderly or children."

Tang Jing spread his hands: "I didn't expect that I would sneak out to play with you during working hours. Fortunately, our leader is not here today, otherwise I would be scolded."

Ming Xian blinked: "I thought you were the leader."

Tang Jing: "What makes you have such an illusion?"

Mingxian smiled and said, "Although you try your best to be approachable, you are still a bit domineering, probably because you are used to being a leader. Have I ever told you that novel authors have very sensitive intuition?"

Not far away, someone was taking a photo. Two young girls in ancient costumes were standing and posing under the guidance of the photographer.

Tang Jing took a look and then looked away.

"I heard that nowadays it is popular for novel writers to put on the titles of beautiful writers and handsome writers to publicize. If you are willing to expose your appearance, your reputation will definitely be much bigger than it is now."

Ming Xian pursed his lips and smiled: "I write novels just as a hobby, and I never thought of using this to consume heat."

Tang Jing was surprised: "I didn't expect you to be a high-level and interesting person."

Mingxian smiled: "Did you like me a little bit more suddenly?"

Tang Jing nodded: "Maybe more than a little."

It's really like that.

Ming Xian's heart twitched slightly, and his face slowly turned red.

The appearance of two slender handsome guys standing together and talking is very pleasing to the eye. Occasionally, people passing by can't help but look at this side a few more times.

Tang Jing leaned on the tree trunk, took out a cigarette and lit it, seeing him suddenly embarrassed, couldn't help teasing: "Is there something unsuitable for children?"

Ming Xian coughed lightly, refused to admit it, and casually picked up a topic: "I was just looking at the girls over there, none of them look as good-looking as you."

Then he heard Tang Jing approaching his ear and whispered something extremely unsuitable for children.

Ming Xian almost choked on his own saliva.

What Tang Jing said was: Are you thinking about the scene where I fuck you in women's clothing?

Ming Xian's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was from coughing, or from shyness and anger.

Then Tang Jing kissed him.

The tobacco-smelling lips and tongue made Ming Xian resist subconsciously, raised his hand to push his shoulder, and then he was grabbed by his wrist and pressed against the tree trunk.

The thick tree trunk barely covered the figures of the two of them. Passers-by came and went in a hurry, and they didn't realize that they were two men. Even if they found out, they were embarrassed to stop and watch.

But in broad daylight, the sense of shame in the public still makes Ming Xian's hands and feet weak, and he can only be forced to raise his slender neck and let the other party rob him of his breath.

"To your house or my house?"

The breath rushed towards the face, and there was a slight coldness in the smell of tobacco, Ming Xian was a little dazzled for a while.

He raised his other free hand to cover his eyes, as if he couldn't bear the glare of the sun, he murmured: "No, I really want to go back and pack my things..."

"Really?" Tang Jing raised his knee and pushed against the place where he had already reacted.

"Really!" Ming Xian took a deep breath, exerted some strength, pushed the opponent away two steps, and moaned like a raving, "I really have something to do—"

Tang Jing raised her eyebrows.

Ming Xian changed his words spinelessly: "Tomorrow!"

Tang Jing burst out laughing shamelessly.

Mingxian: ...

His hand covering his eyes was replaced by his forehead.

The two left the park and parted at the entrance of the cafe. Tang Jing offered to take Mingxian for a ride, but he refused, saying that he was going to see a relative, but Tang Jing didn't force it, so he drove away first.

Ming Xian stood on the side of the street, watching the vehicles passing through the intersection of traffic lights and drifting away, and then picked up the phone.

When the phone was dialed, he said to the people over there: "I want to see you."

When he faced Tang Jing just now, that carefree smile completely disappeared.The former was replaced by coldness and indifference, and he was a different person before and after.

"I will look for you."