Why does the shark I picked bite people?

fog.

deep water.

long knife.

mother.

mole.

Cheng Jiao opened his eyes.

He turned his head and glanced at the skylight coming in through the paper window, estimated the time in his mind, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and cleared away the endless chaos in his mind.

After two breaths, he rolled over and sat up.The jacket on his body was soaked in cold sweat, he took off the jacket, rolled it up in his hands, and walked to the back barefoot.

There is a wooden barrel in the back room, which is filled with half a barrel of clean water, which he will prepare every night.He threw his middle coat into the clothes basket, took a clean handkerchief, and stood in front of the bucket.

The young man in the reflection has widened eyebrows and eyes, and can't hide the sharpness even more. Those eyes reflect the faint sky light, and they are floating in the water, like a sword light sinking under the water.It's just that the hair on the temples was soaked with sweat, the forehead was full of sweat, the lips were pale, without any blood color, and looked a little... weak.

Cheng Jiao showed no expression, and threw the handkerchief on his face on the water.

After wiping his whole body with bone-chilling water and a handkerchief, Cheng Jiao changed into a new middle coat, stepped out of the back room, and picked out a coat from the rack to put on——Shang Bieyun is rich and powerful now, Clothing made of flame-colored jade is sent to the mansion at the price of running water. Gold silk and silver embroidery, and sea rhyme cloud patterns are all different.The one Cheng Jiao is wearing today is from a batch of newly made ones delivered a few days ago, and he has never worn it once. The flame-colored long sword sleeves should be very convenient for practicing swords.

Cheng Jiao didn't pay much attention to dressing, but Shang Bieyun never allowed him to wear the same clothes continuously, saying that his family was poor and the price dropped.

Cheng Jiao straightened his sleeves and collar.The young man has been stretched, and his figure is getting slender, but he is not weak. Every line of his body is smooth, and every line is flowing with strength. He is dressed in a flame-colored arrow outfit, making the whole person look like a cluster of fierce red flames. Looking at the past, I couldn't help my eyes burning.

Cheng Jiao walked to the door, turned around and looked around the room with his eyes. It was clean and tidy, and there was nothing unusual, so he opened the door and walked out.

When I went out, I went to the kitchen first, washed the fresh goods soaked last night, put them into the porridge that had been simmered overnight in a casserole, and prepared a few simple side dishes. After cleaning my hands, the porridge was ready, so I served it When we arrived at Yuci Porridge Wengli, which was in the ice water, we put a few side dishes on a tray and walked to the backyard with the tray.

He stopped at the door of the room and listened. The room was silent and there was no sound.Cheng Jiao slowly opened the door, walked in lightly, closed the door with his elbow, put the tray on the table, and glanced at the bed.

There are gauze curtains hanging around the bed, gently shaking in the wind.

Cheng Jiao frowned, glanced to the left side of the bed, and saw that the two windows were wide open, walked over with a cold face, closed the windows, and walked to the bed.

He slowly opened the veil.

Cheng Jiao has always been curious about one thing.I don't know if other people know that Shangbieyun has a very faint smell of water.It was difficult to smell it normally, but after he breathed and slept in the closed curtain all night, the smell became more obvious. After smelling it, he felt that he was also inexplicably wet.

Although curious, I haven't asked anyone else.Has anyone else seen Shangbieyun sleeping soundly?Cheng Jiao said it was not good.And what does the water taste like?If you tell others, they will only find it funny.

Shang Bieyun didn't like to sleep with his hair curled up. At this time, his hair was like a cloud or mist scattered on the bed. He was nestled between the soft quilts on the bed, only showing a small half of his face.There was no expression on his face when he was sleeping, but it was different from the expressionless face when he was awake.What is the specific difference, Cheng Jiao can't say.All I saw was him hugging a pillow, curled up, his lips were hot red, moving slightly, breathing gently.

Standing by the bed, Cheng Jiao thought about the lake for a while, the sea for a while, the dew on the leaves for a while, and the waterfall in the Milky Way for a while.

Shang Bieyun's bed is very big, and he likes to sleep in the innermost part. Cheng Jiao knelt on one knee on the bed, propped his hands on the bed, leaned down, and softly called: "Sir?"

There was no movement.

After a while, Cheng Jiao raised his voice slightly, and called again: "Sir?"

Shang Bieyun's back moved slightly, Cheng Jiao stepped back and stood by the bed with his hands tied.

Shang Bieyun's fingers moved, he held the pillow in his arms and did not let go, turned over, the voice hadn't woken up, but his eyes had already opened, he was confused first, and went to find the person who made the voice: "Cheng Jiao?"

"Yes." Cheng Jiao replied.Shang Bieyun's eyes were also wet, he only glanced at each other hastily, then lowered his head again.

Shang Bieyun sat up with his pillow in his arms, his neck and limbs drooping limply, and his voice was also soft: "Why do I feel that I don't get enough sleep every day? It seems that winter is indeed approaching."

"Sir, the window was open when I came."

"I can't sleep if I don't open the window, and it's cold when I open the window." Shang Bieyun shook his head, rolled over from the bed, brushed his hair, "What meal?"

"Scallop fish porridge. Mister drank wine yesterday, so he didn't cook raw or cold." Cheng Jiao took a blue hair tie from the side cabinet and handed it to Shang Bieyun: "... Otherwise, I will wait for Mister to fall asleep every day from now on. Come back later and close the window for Mister?"

Shang Bieyun closed his eyes, didn't know that his hair was crooked, put on his shoes indiscriminately, and walked back: "Forget it, I don't have a fixed time to sleep, let's put more quilts on the bed in the future."

Cheng Jiao waited outside, and after a while Shang Bieyun came out, his face was covered with water droplets, he didn't even wipe it off, but he looked more refreshed.

The porridge was served in a chilled bowl, and it had cooled to just the right temperature for palatability.Cheng Jiao had already filled the bowl, Shang Bieyun came over, took the chopsticks from Cheng Jiao, and the two began to eat together.

Before moving his chopsticks, Shang Bieyun asked first, "Nothing new?"

This is a daily routine, and Cheng Jiao had already prepared a draft in his mind, and he answered fluently: "Yesterday, there was a murder case in Xincheng, and it was the [-]th murder case in Qingzhou in the past three years. Still, it has nothing to do with us." coherent."

Shang Bieyun took a sip of porridge: "Tell me in detail."

"The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got into an argument, and the daughter-in-law was so angry that she threw herself into the river and committed suicide. When I went to see it, the husband and mother-in-law were standing on the embankment and crying. The dead body matched the cause of death, and the discussions among neighbors were similar. , nothing out of the ordinary."

Shang Bieyun nodded: "Where is it?"

"Ji Chengfeng didn't commit the case, and Yao Ke isn't here. The two of them are now in charge of big and evil cases... It's just..."

"Is it Ji Chengfeng again?"

"Yeah." Cheng Jiao nodded, "I also listened to it when I was inquiring. I heard that when he was handling a case, he bumped into the criminal when he happened to be alone, and he fought against eleven people. Killed four and maimed seven, even though all of them were wiped out, but I was seriously injured."

Shang Bieyun's eyebrows twitched: "How many times?"

Cheng Jiao silently calculated: "Since then, until now, it's the fifth time just counting as a serious injury. It's almost the level of being hit again just after recovering from the injury."

Shang Bieyun sighed: "Miaomiao's Rongmo doesn't have such a backhand. It should be just a coincidence. After all, you should not inquire about his affairs. That kid is still in a hurry about the tavern. Be on guard. Even if you inquire, don't be too close, the first priority is to hide yourself, and then take care of other things."

"I saved it. This time, I took a look at it from a distance as if I was watching the excitement, and asked my neighbors casually."

"Well. This period of time has been on and off. It's nothing. Those who chased and killed you may have really given up on you, maybe."

Cheng Jiao nodded and didn't say anything, the two of them finished their morning routine homework chat and then ate quietly.

After Shangbie became more and more prosperous, it has been a long time since I drank such simple porridge.Having eaten such a meal after a long time, coupled with Cheng Jiao's excellent cooking skills, it feels delicious and refreshing, and the internal organs are all ironed.

He sleeps well and eats well, and he is in a good mood. He looks at Cheng Jiao again, eats quietly, moves lightly, and feels refreshed. He can't help but feel that the child he brought out is really good. : "Are you growing tall again?"

"Huh? Huh." Cheng Jiao nodded, "It's a bit longer than the last time I measured it."

"Good guy," Shang Bieyun put down his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and squeezed Cheng Jiao's face, "he's almost taller than me. Cong Yin is a dwarf tortoise in our family haha."

Cheng Jiao was pinched twice and avoided Shang Bieyun's hand: "Speaking of Cong Yin, she lost her temper yesterday, and she hasn't gotten up today. Shall I call her later?"

Shang Bieyun sighed: "Let her go. Sleep if you want to sleep, and lose your temper if you want to lose your temper. Right now, I have no choice but to hold her. The girl who is sixteen or seventeen is still taken out by the men every day." ?”

Cheng Jiao flicked the rice grains in the bowl: "Sir, are you going to... send her to Hui Niang?"

"I don't know. She doesn't know her exact age, but I estimate that she should be about the same age as you, and she's about to shed her scales."

"Has Cong Yin not decided yet?"

Shang Bieyun scratched his head a little irritably: "I don't know. Forget it, let's think about it, it's useless, let her choose. I'm done eating, you can remove the bowl."

Cheng Jiao replied yes, and packed up.Shang Bieyun lifted his robe and went out. Before he could go out, Cheng Jiao hurriedly turned around and asked, "Sir, are you going to start making pianos today?"

Shang Bieyun turned his head: "How many days are left?"

Without hesitation, Cheng Jiao said, "The piano period is three years, and now there are 45 days left."

Shang Bieyun was taken aback: "So fast?!"

He knocked on the palm of his hand again: "I'm rushing to work day and night, 30 days is too late, there are still [-] days left, let's talk about it tomorrow." He walked out of the door happily.

Cheng Jiao asked again: "Where are you going, sir? Don't you need me to follow?"

Shang Bieyun waved his hands behind him: "Now? Don't go out now, go to the yard to practice sword sets, and then go soak in the pool."

Cheng Jiao went on to tidy up after hearing the words, and then heard Shang Bieyun say: "But I have an appointment with Dong Yuan at night, and I want to go out, but you don't have to follow, children can't go there, hehe."

Cheng Jiao was behind him, his eyes darkened.