my voice is poisonous

Fu Yunzhou's morning work ended in such a warm situation of "It's a joy to have friends coming from afar". Wen Yu not only kept a relative, but also welcomed an old friend, which can be regarded as half a " A winner in life".

But isn't Yan Qingjiang unable to leave the sacred tree?How could he have traveled all the way to the capital?

Fu Yunzhou took off the headset, left the recording studio as usual, and when he was having dinner with Pei Yan in the corridor, he took advantage of the situation and put on another look of being out of his mind.

Pei Yan stared at him with dazed eyes, and deliberately put a piece of ginger cut like a potato chip under his chopsticks. As expected, Fu Yunzhou opened his bright eyes, picked up the piece of ginger and stuffed it into it without hesitation. He put it in his mouth, chewed it, and two seconds later there was a "wow", hot tears came out of his eyes.

"Are you still distracted while eating?" Pei Yan saw that he quickly pulled out a tissue to cover his mouth, frowned and spat out the ginger in his mouth, and reprimanded him coolly, "How many times have I told you that I was absent-minded when eating and choked myself to death?" Yes, why don't you have a long memory?"

"I want the script." Fu Yunzhou unscrewed the water bottle aggrievedly to rinse his mouth, he was so hot that the hairs all over his body jumped up.

"When you are resting, you still remember your work. Why are you so dedicated?" Pei Yan quickly turned on the mocking mode, "Should I give you the Best Model Worker Award?"

"I want it if you give it to me." Fu Yunzhou yelled at him, poked the tip of his chopsticks into the lunch box, and said in disbelief, "When will it start, even the behavior of dedication can't be praised?"

"It started with 'Karoshi'!" Pei Yan replied angrily.

Fu Yunzhou was at the end of his poems, so he gave Pei Yan a sideways look, lowered his head and continued to eat sullenly.

Although Fu Yunzhou is studying a major that relies on "talking", his language skills are far inferior to Pei Yan's. When he was a child, Pei Yan suppressed his education, and he never had a chance to speak back.

After Pei Yan finished training him, he noticed that Fu Yunzhou was depressed and unhappy. He tilted his head and licked his lips embarrassingly, staring out the window, feeling a little regretful.

He has waited for Fu Yunzhou for nearly a thousand years. During these long years, regardless of the cause and effect, he only used a rather modern Internet term to sum it up in general terms: "In the long river of silence, loneliness and hopelessness, I have almost suffocated. Perverted."

The "perverted" Pei Yanqing coughed, turned his gaze back, stared at the top of Fu Yunzhou's head, and asked softly, "Is there any problem with the script? Or, is there anything you don't understand? I Is there anything I can do for you?"

Fu Yunzhou raised his head when he heard the words, and first silently condemned Pei Yan's sloppiness with his small eyes, then smiled regardless of previous suspicions, and said: "It's nothing, it was recorded in the morning that Wen Yu is not afraid of imperial power, and helped his sister change her marriage. , the gift of marriage has also been messed up, so I feel

He's...well...not bad. "

Pei Yan just asked casually, but he didn't expect Fu Yunzhou to answer him with such a sentence. He was taken aback for a while, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, snorted from his nasal cavity, and said in a low voice nonchalantly: "Wen Qin is like that. His only relative, if he can't even keep his sister, and wants her to be involved with him in the struggle for imperial power, wouldn't that be too incompetent?"

What Pei Yan said was slippery, but Fu Yunzhou grasped the crux of the problem in an instant. He was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he stuttered in embarrassment: "You...you... Did you read that... novel?"

He never mentioned that Wen Yu's sister was called Wen Qinru. If Pei Yan hadn't read the original text, how could he blurt out the words "Wen Qinru"?

"Ah, you didn't let me see it." Pei Yan got off the donkey and lied directly. Seeing Fu Yunzhou's strange expression, he asked in surprise, "What's the matter? Why are you so flustered?"

"No...it's nothing..." Fu Yunzhou laughed twice, lowered his head and grinned. After a long while of tangled expression, he raised his head and asked him tentatively, "You... When did you see it? Where did you see it?"

He half wrinkled his handsome face, his eyelashes fluttered, and there was a little expectation in his eyes. The "perverted" Pei Yan was as immobile as a Buddha, staring at his face, The little evil thoughts in my heart were suppressed familiarly.

"I read it when I was waiting for you in the morning." Pei Yan didn't know what Fu Yunzhou expected him to say, and he didn't know what stories about them were in the novels written by Shang Sheng, so he could only slur his words and reply ambiguously. He said, "I haven't watched much. It's about the same progress as yours. I saw that he ruined his sister's marriage."

"Oh." Fu Yunzhou's eyes wandered for a while, he blinked his eyelashes a few times quickly, he seemed a little disappointed while he was relieved.

The story has developed to the present, and the basic relationship between Wen Yu and Yan Qingjiang has not yet surfaced. Fu Yunzhou wants to know what Pei Yan will think when he sees a man and a man falling in love, and he is afraid that Pei Yan will understand it again when he sees it. Fu Yunzhou's real purpose and long-hidden secret.

He said "Oh" so coldly, Pei Yan knew that he didn't say what Fu Yunzhou was expecting to hear. Although the two of them have grown up together over the years and cultivated a tacit understanding that is against the sky, the tacit understanding is still not as good as the roundworm in the stomach. wear some.

Pei Yan spoiled Fu Yunzhou so much that he had already forgotten how to write the word "lower limit". He saw that Fu Yunzhou's mood was still not improving, and he felt as uncomfortable as if someone took an iron claw and scratched out five bloody holes. .

"Yunzhou..." As soon as Pei Yan opened his mouth, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang unhappily. He had to shut his mouth and take out his mobile phone. He looked down at the screen. The name of the boss.

Pei Yan and Fu Yunzhou smiled apologetically. He rubbed Fu Yunzhou's head with his big hands, got up and walked a few steps away to answer the phone, for fear that if a word was leaked, the lie of last night would be exposed.

Fu Yunzhou waited for him to go far away and raised his hand secretly, then touched the place Pei Yan had touched, and pursed his lips silently and smirked twice.

When Pei Yan came back from the phone call, Fu Yunzhou was still waiting for him to eat with chopsticks in his mouth. Pei Yan sat back beside him, put his phone back in his pocket, and asked him, "Are you full?"

Fu Yunzhou nodded: "Haven't you finished eating yet?"

"I don't want to eat. I have to go back to the company. Something happened." Pei Yan lowered her head and began to pack the lunch box. "If you finish eating, I'll leave first, and I'll pick you up when you get off work."

Pei Yan carried the plastic bag to throw out the trash, Fu Yunzhou followed behind him and said, "If you're too busy, don't come, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

"I can make it in time. If I can't come, I will call you in advance." Pei Yan turned around and went to fill Fu Yunzhou's thermos with water. Fu Yunzhou responded and continued to tail behind him.

As soon as Pei Yan left, Fu Yunzhou sat back in the recording studio bored. He opened the script with one hand and planned to familiarize himself with the plot in the afternoon.

When he was reading novels before, he jumped directly to the part of "becoming a demon" and predicted the ending in advance, but he still didn't know how the relationship between Wen Yu and Yan Qingjiang started.

Before work started in the afternoon, he wanted to take a look with a little anticipation.

Unexpectedly, just as Fu Yunzhou opened the folder, the recording studio suddenly went dark and all the lights went out.

Fu Yunzhou looked out of the window in astonishment, only to see that the light outside the shed also dimmed, as if there was a power outage.

He put down the script and stood up and walked out. He stood in the corridor that was not very bright at the time, leaned on the large glass window and looked into the distance. It seemed that not only the broadcasting building, but the power was cut off everywhere outside, even the opposite side was not far away. There is no shadow of lights in the commercial building.

Fu Yunzhou was not impatient either, he sat on the chair in the aisle waiting for the call again, and Director Liang called after a short wait.

"Little Fu..." Director Liang said in the tone he always spoke to him, "The subway construction ahead has cut the cable, and our area has a power outage. I don't know when it will come, and then rush to repair it Maybe it will have to stop for two or three days. The emergency battery has been turned on, but our recording studio on this floor is not within the power supply range, and the backup generator set cannot be turned on for some reason, and someone has been sent to overhaul it. In the afternoon you will I won’t be recording anymore, I’ll give you half a day off first, and wait for the call tomorrow morning to see what’s going on.”

Fu Yunzhou said hello, hung up the phone, and walked slowly down the stairs of the emergency passage.

He didn't know why after last night, his physical strength seemed to have improved a little, and he didn't have the problem of electric leakage when he moved a little before, so now he suddenly has half a day off, and he doesn't want to go back to the school dormitory to rest.

He planned to take a stroll outside, wait for Pei Yan to call, and then go back with him.

Fu Yunzhou was standing at the entrance of the radio and television building, but he was in trouble. He watched the traffic coming and going in front of him, and realized belatedly that he didn't know where to go.

Where are you going?The city is not big, but it is not small, and the sights that should be visited are all complete, not to mention that he still has an arm hanging, and it is not convenient to go to crowded places.

Fu Yunzhou took two steps forward, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, what did Pei Yan say this morning?

——Gai Minger will go to the Temple of the Eight Immortals to ask Daxianer to do the math for you......

Temple of the Eight Immortals... Fu Yunzhou nodded with interest, why don't we go to the famous Temple of the Eight Immortals in Yangcheng?

He has been recording radio dramas for the past two days, and he admires Wen Yu's ability to pinch his fingers and predict his fate at every turn. Although the novels are all fabricated to deceive people, and fortune-telling has also been labeled as a feudal remnant and superstition by the new century, but the old ancestor Whether it is true or false is always unclear in a few words.

When Fu Yunzhou was thinking this way, he stood at the intersection and stretched out his hand to stop a taxi. He wanted to take the bus with his current sick body, and Pei Yan would definitely have to nudge him again when he came back at night.

The taxi put him on a main street, and the driver enthusiastically gave Fu Yunzhou directions on how to get to the Temple of the Eight Immortals.

According to his instructions, Fu Yunzhou entered from a narrow intersection on the main street, turned left at an intersection, turned right at another intersection, turned left again at another intersection, and turned down a few intersections. He was also a little dazed for a while. I don't know where I am.

Until, he smelled a strong scent of incense.

Turning around and walking through the path and then looking up, Fu Yunzhou couldn't help laughing, because he saw the back door and the wall of the Temple of the Eight Immortals.

*****

Fu Yunzhou ran away from home when he was a child and had quarrels with his family.

That night, Pei Yan was not at home for some reason. He was single and weak, and he was beaten all over by his parents and had nowhere to turn for help. He couldn't take it anymore, so he ran away overnight wearing only a single shirt while the whole family was asleep in the middle of the night.

Fu Yunzhou was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, and had never traveled far. Every day at two o'clock and one line, he and Pei Yan obediently went from home to school. He just ran out in the middle of the night alone. I'm not afraid, but I don't know where to go. go.

The streets at night are completely different from those in the daytime. They are eerily quiet, and even the faintest noise can be amplified infinitely.

Fu Yunzhou stood on the street trembling with his arms folded. He ran a long way from the family courtyard and stood at a fork in the road, not knowing where to go.

At this time, not far from the street facing him, a tall middle-aged man in a clean Taoist robe came towards him.

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