my voice is poisonous

"I don't believe it..." Fu Yunzhou replied to him with a guilty conscience. In fact, he has been thinking about it since he knew Zhang Kun had an accident. He has rediscovered the memories of his youth. It made him feel that a series of things today were a little weird.

"You want to lie to me again!" Pei Yan burst into anger again when he heard the words.

"I...I didn't..." Fu Yunzhou lowered his head and stared at the half-full water in the water glass. He hadn't been scolded by Pei Yan much since he was a child. It was so fresh tonight. He let Pei Yan Shouting and ranting, and what happened in the Temple of the Eight Immortals already made him feel uncomfortable, and he also rarely became angry.He seemed to be late for the rebellious period for many years and finally came. He suddenly raised his head and poked his neck, frowned at Pei Yan and said, "If you tell me not to believe it, don't believe it. You don't know fortune-telling? Maybe what people say is true." Is it true and accurate?"

Pei Yan's complexion changed. He probably didn't expect Fu Yunzhou to say such a thing. His breathing was stagnant, his expression was blank for half a beat, and he looked dejected and lonely. He turned around twice, as if he had forgotten what he wanted to do .

He lowered his head, found a random chair and sat down, lowered his eyes, stared at the floor, rubbed the fingers of his right hand unconsciously, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I don't know how to tell fortunes. Should you believe me or not?"

Fu Yunzhou's heart was pulled up at once, as if someone had pinched him hard, his anger dissipated immediately, he turned around and stared at Pei Yan's head at a loss, his lips parted, wanting to apologize to him I also felt that I didn't seem to have said anything too much, why did Pei Yan look so heartbroken?

"I'm sorry..." Fu Yunzhou swallowed. Although Pei Yan's reaction was suspicious, Fu Yunzhou still didn't think too much. He apologized to Pei Yan and said, "I...I don't believe it. They... I believe you..."

"You don't have to believe me, I don't have the ability to be Wen Yu." Pei Yan's voice was still hoarse, he paused for a moment and looked up, pursed his lips and smiled at Fu Yunzhou, gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and said, "If you want to tell a fortune , I'll take you to find someone, the words of those charlatans are not enough to believe."

"I'm not going, I didn't think about—" Fu Yunzhou said anxiously.

"You should still remember that person," Pei Yan waved his hand to interrupt Fu Yunzhou's flustered veto, and forced a smile, "It's the Taoist priest you met when you ran away from home when you were young. He is a real cultivator. I will take you Go see him."

"I don't need to—" Fu Yunzhou subconsciously denied without even hearing his words.

"Yunzhou," Pei Yan interrupted Fu Yunzhou again and again this night as if he had seen a ghost, he said, "I know you, I have to let you know that what those people said is false, so that you won't leave a lump in your heart, otherwise you I really think that the matter of Zhang Kun has something to do with you, and you were not joking at all just now."

Fu Yunzhou's disguise was broken by him mercilessly, he was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Get dressed, let's go now." Pei Yan rubbed her face vigorously, stood up and patted Fu Yunzhou's shoulder and said, "He is not here during the day, so he will come back at night."

Fu Yunzhou responded, and then took off the coat hung on the clothes support and handed it to Pei Yan. While putting on the clothes, he recalled: Who did Pei Yan just say they were going to find?

*****

The sky outside was completely dark, and the moon hung above the night, showing a cold and desolate look.

As the cool breeze blew, Fu Yunzhou couldn't help tugging at his neckline. The feeling of this night was somewhat similar to the night he ran away from home: the moon and stars were scarce, the autumn wind was bleak, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Pei Yan drove the car assigned to him by the company and took Fu Yunzhou with him for about half an hour.

After getting off the car, he parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, turned into a dark passage nearby, and then led Fu Yunzhou through the path along the way.

There are old abandoned buildings on both sides of the road. The electric wires stretched randomly in mid-air to form a spider web. Part of the row of houses at the intersection has collapsed. In the middle of the night, it looks like a dilapidated building, dilapidated and desolate.

They walked deeper and deeper, and finally came to a place where there were no street lights.

There was no one around, only the sound of their footsteps knocking on the dilapidated stone road, which was eerily clear.

Pei Yan led the way without saying a word, although Fu Yunzhou was not afraid, but was completely aroused curiosity, he took Pei Yan's arm behind him and said: "Where are we going? Why is it that no one lives in this place?"

"It's an old building. A developer had already taken over the land here and was planning to build a high-rise building. As soon as the construction started, several workers died inexplicably, and seven or eight were missing. No one has been found until now. You can't see the dead, you can't see the dead."

It was quite normal at first, but in this eerie and weird situation, it seemed not so normal for Pei Yan to speak in a calm and rigid tone.

Fu Yunzhou couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and the fingers holding Pei Yan's arm tightened. Pei Yan thought that Fu Yunzhou was afraid, so he hugged him sideways by the shoulder, and walked forward with him, comforting him: : "Don't be afraid, it will be fine once the work is stopped later. I heard people say that the layout of this old building is intentional, like a formation that protects or suppresses something underground. If you don't move those old buildings, you'll be fine." Son, is it quite spiritual? You are actually right, the things left by the ancestors always have some truth. I was too stubborn before, sorry."

The painting style suddenly changed from a supernatural story to an apology, and Fu Yunzhou didn't react for a while: "No...it's okay...I was wrong too...I... "

He "I" didn't say anything for a long time, Pei Yan chuckled, and patted the hand around his shoulder comfortingly, Fu Yunzhou's face turned red in the night, and he coughed , Changed the subject and asked again: "What are we doing here? Who did you bring me to? I didn't hear clearly."

Pei Yan turned his head and glanced at him unexpectedly, pulled him across a fallen porch, and turned a street corner, pointing to a small and desolate Taoist temple crowded in the old houses not far ahead and said: "It's here. This area is now so desolate. You must not recognize it. When you ran away from home when you were young, you were picked up by a Taoist priest and brought here to live overnight. Do you remember?"

Hearing this, Fu Yunzhou looked in the direction of his finger in amazement, and saw that the Taoist temple was like an isolated island in the wilderness, alone in the darkness, with a cluster of faint lights burning.

At the gate of the Taoist temple, a tiled light bulb that was about to be scrapped happened to fall on the plaque. It flickered, and the brightness was quite unstable, illuminating the three words "Yunlin Temple" mottled with gold powder, giving a sense of gloom.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person beside him was Pei Yan, Fu Yunzhou would have suspected that he was tricked into coming here by a male monster in the middle of the night to eat him.

"It's been so many years, do you still remember this place?" Fu Yunzhou looked up in disbelief, Pei Yan patted his head with a smile and said, "I remember, I met that Taoist priest on the street and came here for a drink with him Have a cup of tea."

"That Taoist...or should he be called Taoist? What is his Taoist name?" Fu Yunzhou asked Pei Yan curiously. In fact, he still has a great affection for local religions in his heart: Taoism advocates nature and advocates Quietness and inaction, against struggle, is a very relaxing and pleasant thought.

"He doesn't have a Taoist name, and he has been cultivating under his real name," Pei Yan took a breath, then sighed softly, then pulled Fu Yunzhou's cuff, led him forward, and said as he walked, "His surname is Ren, and his two names Bei Xun."

Ren... Bei Xun...

Fu Yunzhou only felt that the name sounded a little familiar. The surname "Ren" itself had a martial spirit, like the mysterious and ethereal hidden master that often appeared in fantasy and martial arts stories. He thought about it again, and felt that he could escape the world. People who practice Taoism in such an uninhabited old brick and tile have a high similarity with the seven characters "mysterious and misty master".

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar." In the silence, a human voice suddenly broke in. Fu Yunzhou was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a person standing in front of the Taoist temple at some point.

The man was tall and tall, with an ancient bun on his head, and a navy blue Taoist robe. He stood under the light bulb with a pleasant and pleasant smile, bowed his hands, raised his wide cuffs to his chest, and rushed to Fu Yunzhou to follow. Pei Yan performed an upright ancient ceremony, with a natural and unrestrained posture.

Seeing this, Fu Yunzhou also raised his hand. He was too far away and the night was dark. For a moment, he couldn't see which hand was wrapped in which hand. When he was struggling, he saw that Pei Yan beside him also raised his arm. The inner right hand is wrapped around the outside, bowing to each other.

Pei Yan was wearing a narrow-sleeved suit, and held up this ancient posture, but there was a bit of simplicity.

Following his example, Fu Yunzhou cupped his fists and saluted in a hurry. That nondescript gesture made Ren Beixun laugh.

"You two don't need to be too polite." Ren Beixun smiled and waved his sleeves sideways, stretching his arms and pointing directly at the door, "Please!"

Fu Yunzhou and Pei Yan followed Ren Beixun into the Taoist temple. The inside of the Taoist temple was as dilapidated as the outside, with outdated furnishings and deserted, but fortunately it was kept very clean.

"It's a coincidence that you came here." Ren Beixun led them through the main hall without stopping, and took them directly to the back room. "I just came back this afternoon. I went to Mount Wutai a while ago."

Ren Beixun said this casually, but Fu Yunzhou heard a feeling of "an old friend reunited to talk about family life". He turned his head to look at Pei Yan, and sure enough, Pei Yan also answered naturally: "If it wasn't for something, this big night I won't bother you either."

Ren Beixun let out a "huh" in surprise. He turned on the light in a bedroom at the back, let them in, and pointed to the chairs for them to sit freely. Then he asked, "What's the matter?"

Pei Yan sat side by side with Fu Yunzhou, Pei Yan deliberately turned his head away from Fu Yunzhou, and gave Ren Beixun who was standing in front of him and hadn't sat down looked up, pretending to be relaxed, half joking and half complaining: " I want you to give Yunzhou a fate, he let the gods in the Eight Immortals Temple assert his bad fate in the afternoon and he took it seriously, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, he couldn’t persuade him, and he even had a fight with me at night.”

Ren Beixun was obviously taken aback when he heard the words. He lingered on Pei Yan's face for a moment and then turned to look at Fu Yunzhou. Fu Yunzhou blushed in embarrassment and didn't speak. When he looked over, he smiled embarrassedly. No objection or justification.

Ren Beixun withdrew his eyes and smiled. When he was not smiling, he had a chic and elegant air of immortality. This smile suddenly became a little narrower. He shook his head helplessly as if he was watching a young couple quarreling, and smiled. He said: "Is there anything else to say? Yunzhou has delicate and handsome features, plump ground, nose like a gall, and clear eyes. From his face, he can already see that his fate is clear and the five elements are flowing. not good?"

Fu Yunzhou asked him to come up and praise him for being handsome, and he felt that this man was probably helping Pei Yan to amuse him, so his blushing became more obvious.

Ren Beixun also saw what he was thinking, pulled a chair and sat down in front of Fu Yunzhou, and said solemnly: "I, Ren Beixun, have practiced Taoism for several years, and my Taoism is older than those god sticks with fake beards. Swear by Sanqing, what you say next is absolutely true. Tell me, do you want to read palmistry? Or do you want to test the horoscope?"

He said this with a 37-year-old face, and without waiting for Fu Yunzhou to question, Pei Yan stood up first: "Test both of them for him, and tell him clearly what kind of fate he is. "

Fu Yunzhou squinted at Pei Yan embarrassingly, but Pei Yan ignored him.

However, Ren Beixun took Fu Yunzhou's right hand and stared at the lines on his palm intently under the not-so-bright gaslight bulb.

"I'll go to the main hall to burn incense. Call me when you're done." Pei Yan turned her back to Fu Yunzhou without looking at him, and walked out of the bedroom door.

"Ren——Taoist Master," Fu Yunzhou watched Pei Yan's figure pass by the window, and couldn't help lowering his head to disturb Ren Beixun, "Who is enshrined in the main hall?"

"Sanqing." Ren Canglan lazily replied.

Fu Yunzhou: "?!!"

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Ren xx is that Ren xx, do you still remember him?