Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

Longya has been very irritable these past few days, just like a walking fire-breathing dragon, whoever catches someone who sprays them will explode, and the tongue of flames can't wait to jump up to eight feet high, burning people bald before giving up.

All the employees of Guanghe Company are very considerate of him. After all, whoever loses his head is somewhat anti-human and anti-social. Besides, he has made a lot of explosions before.

It's just that Qi Chen was the one who was most affected the most.

Long Ya always likes to order him around when there is nothing to do. This time, after Qi Chen reminded him, he realized that he still lacked a handle, so that he could find no place to insert the Linglong Orb. Qi Chen intensified his orders. A posture of "I'm very depressed, just follow me".

Qi Chen didn't care about these things with him, he was used to stroking Long Ya's hair, and it was even more impossible to touch his brows at this time, it was so obedient to the east instead of the west.By the way, Longya lost his temper when he faced him, and he couldn't even blow it up if he wanted to, but he just followed him even tighter.

Hong Ming, who is Qi Chen's immediate superior, would cover his eyes and yell whenever he met them in the office these days: "Oh my God! Both of my old ladies' eyeballs are going to be blinded! It’s too much for the shit shovel to serve Xiao Hei too much! I said Orange, do you know that you are hurting us by spoiling him all day long? Later, if you have something to go on a business trip alone and let us stay with him, he will be so spoiled that he won’t come here No one can stop him, and the indiscriminate attack will blow us up to pieces."

In the few days after returning from Li Zhengchang's place, Qi Chen returned to the studio full of skeletons, often spending the whole day in it, only going back to the downstairs office for a while at noon and evening, and Long Ya relied on These two days I have nothing to do, so I go to Qi Chen's studio if I have something to do. It's a beautiful name - he gets angry easily when he sees other people clumsy. In order to reduce conflicts, he comes to Qi Chen to find some peace. .

Qi Chen sometimes finds it strange when he thinks about it. He has always been a mild-mannered person, especially in terms of relationships. Become really good friends.

And since he met Long Ya, it has only been a dozen or 20 days since he met Long Ya, and it feels like he has been familiar with him for a long, long time.

Just like in the studio, he closed his eyes and touched the piles of bones to feel the soul sound, picking out the broken bones of the same person bit by bit, and sometimes he didn't say a word for most of the day.

This in itself is a job that is extremely resistant to interference. If someone stays next to him, even if he doesn't make a sound or make trouble, he will mind a little bit.But Long Ya sometimes leaned against the wall and played with his phone, using the extremely powerful search system inside to search for information. After leaning on it for most of the day, Qi Chen didn't feel irritated at all, and he didn't want to bombard that ancestor at all. The urge to go out, on the contrary, is... inexplicably enjoying the atmosphere where the two of them do things quietly without interfering with each other.

However, it is said that people's sight actually has substance. If someone stares at you from behind for a long time, you can feel it to some extent.

Qi Chen didn't know if he could sense other people, anyway, Long Ya seemed to keep his eyes on his back from time to time.

He didn't know how long Longya looked at it and what he was thinking about, but sometimes he suddenly felt uneasy, and when he opened his eyes and turned around, he could always meet Longya's eyes.

There were several times, at that moment, Qi Chen saw some strange emotions in Long Ya's eyes before he could look back, like a thin layer of water covering the abyss with an undercurrent, which was unbearable. It was as if a line of calm had been squeezed out.

However, at the same time that he was balding in his heart, Long Ya casually shook his phone twice as soon as his eyes moved, raised his chin at Qi Chen, and said, "What? Are you done looking around like this? I But counting the pile next to you, the broken bones are less than 100 yuan, how can you fool the ghost?! Is the bully Lou Zhou honest? At your speed, it will be enough to finish in three years!"

From the content to the tone to the expression, they were no different from Team Leader Long, who was always hairy all day long, as if those strange and deep emotions were all Qi Chen's hallucinations.

But Qi Chen is not stupid, once or twice it is indeed possible to be sentimental, and the number of times is too many, ghosts can feel that there is a real problem.

Qi Chen thought about it, the first day was actually okay, there were only a few times, and in the next few days, Long Ya stared at his back more and more times, and he didn't know why.

He couldn't help but wonder if the things that Longya grabbed his phone to search all day had something to do with him, and he would have such a reaction when he found something that made Longya curious or attracted his attention.

Even for a thick-skinned person, it would be a bit embarrassing to be stared at the back like this... After four days in this situation, Qi Chen finally couldn't bear it anymore.

That afternoon, the slow-witted God finally realized that it was no longer winter, and a bright sun came out, which made the weather warmer.

Qi Chen has been tossing around among the mountains of bones for most of the day. While listening to the soul voice with high concentration, he is still stretched from behind by Long Ya from time to time. It can be said that his body and mind are exhausted. At that time, a trace of sweat was abruptly drained, and he straightened up and moved his neck, and took off the overcoat that was covering his head.

When he turned around, he happened to meet Long Ya's gaze again, and the hand holding the coat stopped.

This stiff reaction was really obvious, which made Qi Chen even more embarrassed. He wanted to say a few words to explain, but felt that the explanation seemed even weirder, so he boldly pretended to be desperate, and wanted to throw the embarrassment on Long Ya, so he Opening his mouth, he wanted to directly throw out his doubts: "Team Leader Long...how have you been in the past few days—"

Before the second half of the sentence was out of my mouth, I was interrupted by the buzzing of the phone vibrating.

Long Ya raised his hand and made a gesture of pressing down, signaling him to wait a while, then glanced at the screen and connected the phone.

Qi Chen glanced over and saw that it was an unsaved number, probably not someone Long Ya often contacts. He just wanted to turn his head to avoid it, put down his coat and continue looking for broken bones, when he vaguely heard a tired voice coming out: "Is it a dragon expert? I'm Li Zhengchang."

Hearing the name, Qi Chen turned around and stopped, grabbed his coat and stood there looking at Long Ya who was on the phone, wanting to hear what Li Zhengchang was up to.

Long Ya let out an "oh" and said concisely: "What's the matter, tell me."

When Shan Xiao dealt with Li Zhengchang's memories, he didn't know what he did. He probably changed the part that destroyed the Three Views, but kept what Longya said to Li Zhengchang at the end, especially the sentence—"For your favor, When you need it, you can ask me to help you."

So Li Zhengchang hesitated to confirm on the other end of the phone: "Expert Long, last time you said you could do me a favor, isn't that a polite word?"

Long Ya snorted: "I've always been rude, I don't have the time to say polite words to people, I'm full, stop talking nonsense, just tell me what's going on!"

"I remember a few days ago before you left, Expert Long, you mentioned something to me, saying that the decorations and furnishings in my house need to be changed, and I can't get along with myself... What does this mean? Expert, what do you mean? Come out, isn’t the Feng Shui in my house right?”

Long Ya let out an impatient "Mmm", which was considered a reply.

A simple syllable, Li Zhengchang was shocked when he heard it, and he said again: "In this case, expert Long, you must know some Fengshui techniques? I don't look like a bit of a scholar, In fact, there is not much food in the stomach-"

Long Yazui interrupted coolly: "I see."

"..." Li Zhengchang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care about it, and continued: "I didn't pay much attention to Feng Shui before, and I didn't do much research. It's just that about ten days ago, I encountered some strange things and didn't sleep very well. After staying for more than a week, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I paid someone to take a look at it, that is, what happened a few days ago, the person said that the feng shui in my house was not right, and the placement of the furnishings was not suitable, so he adjusted it for me Afterwards, probably due to psychological factors, I slept soundly for a day, but the next day I went back to my old ways. And it wasn’t me talking about it, the strange thing seemed to be getting worse, so I moved back to the old house temporarily with my lover Go live. But it’s not a problem to live in this old house all the time. I heard what you said the other day, and I asked someone to look it over for me. This time, I changed to a Feng Shui master. God, the result is still not working... I don't dare to find those half-baked guys anymore, so I can only bother you as an expert, and please help me this time, I am really getting older and can't stand such a toss. "

"Where did you find the straw bag? It came out of an assembly line..." Long Ya said angrily, and then agreed flatly: "Of course what I say counts. Just go to your place."

Li Zhengchang responded repeatedly: "It couldn't be better, it couldn't be better, then that's it, I'll wait for you at home."

Long Ya hung up the phone, and raised his chin at Qi Chen: "Put on your coat, let's go!"

Qi Chen: "..." What does it matter to me that you owe someone a favor?

But Long Ya didn't give him the right and opportunity to defend himself at all, he just grabbed him and went downstairs in a gust of wind, into the parking lot.

At the moment when he got into the car, Qi Chen seemed to hear him muttering something in a very low voice: "If you don't play tricks, how can you catch that idiot who made trouble..."

Qi Chen: "..." What the hell!