My monsters are going to heaven

Sitting in the car leaving Qianqiuyuan, Lu Yiming tapped his knee impatiently with his index finger.

The little white dog just now really frightened him, but luckily he was not in danger.

Although it was Chen Jinzhi's initiative, but...

Is it really okay for people to curl up and hide under the plywood of such a wooden box?

For such a big ship, it takes only three days at the slowest time to travel along the river to the provincial capital.

I hope it will be smooth sailing.

When I came back to my senses, I suddenly found that the scenery along the way outside the car window was very strange.

It's not the street market when I came here.

Lu Yiming was startled, and quickly patted the driver on the shoulder: "Master, where are you going?"

With this shot, he realized that the driver's profile was even more unfamiliar.

This is not the person I hired before!

The driver didn't turn his head, and said calmly: "Mr. Lu, our Mr. Chen has nothing to do and wants to catch up with you."

Ok?

Mr. Chen?

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed who it was.

She rolled her eyes secretly: What the hell is going on with the Chen family, there is no end to it!

It is still Yazuo tea.

He was still the calm and calm young master Chen San.

But this one, is clearly a simulated impostor.

Even if he can tell a lot about the past.

Chen San smiled at Lu Yiming Wan Er who had just been "invited" in: "Come on, let's play a few more games. See if your chess skills have improved."

……

Looking at the chessboard in front of him, Lu Yiming's head grew bigger again.

Lu Yiming chatted with this Chen No. [-] for a long time while playing chess, and they talked for a long time, but the other party was tight-lipped.

It was obvious that they had done a thorough investigation of the Chen family.

After holding back for a long time, Lu Yiming finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Why did you call me this time?"

"What's the matter?" Chen San's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes moved from the chessboard to Lu Yiming's face, "Can't I just play chess with you?"

"Just playing chess?" Lu Yiming made another move.

"By the way... I can tell you one more thing." Chen San smiled, his face was as bright and warm as the spring color outside the window, "It's better for you not to interfere with my family's affairs."

On the way home, Lu Yiming looked at the rapidly receding trees and house scenery outside the car window, chewing on the phrase "It's better not to interfere" that Chen San said, feeling upset.

As soon as I sent people on the boat with my front foot, I was "invited" to play chess with my back foot.

It can't be just a coincidence.

Is it...

The plan between myself and No. [-] was seen through by this fake?

A cold air rose faintly from the soles of his feet.

In the evening, after telling Sister Chen that he would not eat at home, Lu Yiming dragged Ah Jin out to play.

I found a painting boat at the pier, rented it, and enjoyed the night view along the river while eating pastries on the deck.

The moonlight is cold, the spring breeze is warm, and the spring water is pulsating.

The lights on the shore are beginning to come on.

The boat slowly sailed westwards against the current at the pier by the town.

Pale white lotus lanterns are hung on the painting boat, echoing the uneven lights on the river bank and the sporadic fishing fires on the river.

Lu Yiming was full, he lay his pillow on Ah Jin's lap and looked at the night sky which was gradually darkening in color.

"Ah, do you still remember where we first met?" He blurted out, "It was also on the boat, remember."

Ajin hummed.

"At that time, you were locked in a cage and were about to be thrown into the water. You had gray hair. I thought you were an old man who owed money and couldn't pay it back, heh." Lu Yiming glanced at him, and saw that there seemed to be something stuck on his chin. Things, like sesame seeds on a pastry.

He asked his right thumb to wipe it off for him.

But Ah Jin squeezed his hand as if halfway on guard.

Lu Yiming coughed and pulled his hand back, trying to explain something, but he didn't.

He felt that there were some things that were much more important than this sesame seed.

Without asking clearly, he still has a knot in his heart.

Asked clearly, this is a slipknot.

On the contrary, it will be strangled there forever, in a panic.

"Who is that person, and why did you throw you into the sea?"

I don't know how many times this question is asked.

When asked for the first time, Ah Jin just snorted coldly and remained silent.

Ask later, just say "forgot".

Lu Yiming remembered that those people said yes, they were hired by others.

None of the people who hired them could tell what he looked like.

All I know is that he is a man who is "neither tall, nor short, nor fat, nor thin, nor old.

A man who was lost on the street and was never recognized again.

"Did you steal his family's gold?" Lu Yiming didn't let him answer as usual and asked.

"... Maybe so."

Lu Yiming looked up at his calm face, and didn't see any strange expression for a long time.

Something in my heart gradually sank to the bottom of my heart like a stone without water.

He sat up suddenly, sighed secretly, put down the sleeves of his shirt on both sides that had been rolled up, and murmured: "It's so cold."

A Jin casually picked up the jacket on the coffee table and handed it to Lu Yiming, but he pushed it away with one hand.

It's boring, it's really boring.

Lu Yiming suddenly felt that he lost all interest.

What moonlight, what spring breeze, what lanterns...all become dull and boring.

Now he just feels restless and uncomfortable here.

He simply stood up and greeted the boatman: "Boss, turn around, I... have caught a cold, hurry back to sleep."

Sister Chen poured ginger syrup for Lu Yiming while coughing, and said, "Drink it quickly, or you will end up like me."

Lu Yiming nodded and drank it in one gulp. He was burned to the base of his tongue and breathed out in pain.

As soon as Sister Chen walked away, Lu Yiming put the ginger syrup back on the table.

He didn't catch a cold at all.

In other words, it wasn't the skin that caught the cold.

Thinking of Ah Jin using those words to fool him again, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch!

The events that have happened in recent days have been intertwined and intertwined into an unbreakable web.

Lu Yiming was so wrapped up that he could hardly breathe.

By my side, besides Sister Chen, who else can I rely on?

One by one, either with evil intentions or hypocrisy.

Lu Yiming tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and lit the lamp to read a book.

Accidentally, I got another copy of the "Jinling Chronicle".

I didn't know which volume it was, and I didn't bother to read it, so I just flipped through it.

Anyway, this book is very hypnotic, and I can fall asleep after reading it several times.

When the moon climbed to the top of the bell tower, a black shadow slowly swept up from the bottom of the building.

Kimporo, who was sitting on the balcony railing next to the wall, slowly opened his eyes, with a cold light shining from the bottom of his eyes.

Hua Moyan quietly landed on the ground of the rooftop, giggling: "He slept a little late tonight."

"Crap."

"Ingratitude." Hua Moyan clicked his tongue, "Using the method I taught you a few nights ago, you have finally unlocked a seal, right?"

"Only one can be solved."

"That's natural." Hua Moyan laughed, "Every seal of yours is completely different, and the solution is naturally different. It's like, different locks require different keys. "

Kim Poro looked at him coldly: "Next one."

"..." Hua Moyan raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I'm a locksmith? You can match any key you want, to put it lightly! The last one can be unlocked by mistake, and I still have to think about this one." Think about it." After a pause, "Turn your back, and I'll take a look at the seal again."

Under the moonlight, the healthy and pale back in front of him was slightly bent, pulling out a graceful and vigorous arc like a bow made of ivory.

In the third segment of the spine, just below the back of the neck, there is a swirl-shaped black mark looming.

The vortex rotated gently under the moonlight, as if it was slowly devouring something.

Behind Kim Poro's invisible back, the corners of Hua Moyan's mouth are slightly raised.

There was a cunning flash in his eyes.

He happened to have seen this difficult seal in an incomplete ancient book before.

It's a pity that I only see more than ten kinds of solutions, and the others are in the missing chapters.

If he really wanted to find solutions one by one, with his Hua Mo Yan's talent, it would be possible.

But...he wasn't stupid enough to dig his own grave.

but……

This log-like monster was on guard against him, how could he lower this guy's defenses if he unfazed a few seals?

For example, now.

The author has something to say: Oh, there are too many seals, when will it be unlocked! !hide your face