Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

"Didn't you ask me what kind of relationship I have with you?" Long Ya pressed against his lips and said in a low voice, "That's the relationship..."

Qi Chen could feel the opening and closing of the speaking lips, and for a moment, he was almost sober from the wine.

Half of the rationality struggled to tell him that this matter developed a little out of control, but the other half of the rationality felt that it was not surprising, and even logical.

In such a dim room, at such a close distance, amidst the slight smell of alcohol, this kind of development is simply too normal.

So he was only stunned for two seconds, then raised his head to meet her...

The drunkenness that had just been blown away in his mind came back again, covering his head and face, and the mellow and fragrant smell of wine lingered in his nose, making him from slightly drunk to heavily drunk.

Qi Chen no longer knew where he was, what he was doing, and he couldn't even tell which one was his own breathing and which one was Longya's.

Long Ya's kiss was as aggressive as his own, but not vicious, and even had a strange lingering in it, like a hint of sweetness in strong wine.

It was obviously the first time he felt it, but Qi Chen felt that he was no stranger to it.

In some moments, he even felt that the same scene had happened before, but he didn't know whether it was real or a dream, as if it was a lifetime away.

Maybe it's really a lifetime away...

While he was drunk, many fragments vaguely flashed through his mind, like skipping frames, each at an extremely fast speed, before he could see it clearly.

It's like watching a thousand-year-old flower on a horse with wine...

They entangled and entered the bathroom in the room. Long Yatou raised his hand and touched the switch of the shower without returning. While turning it on, he held the water pipe of the shower head.As a result, the water was hot from the first moment it fell, and soon steamed the bathroom.

Qi Chen felt that he was pushed against the wall by the dragon's teeth, his suit jacket had disappeared, and the back of his shirt was already soaked by the water vapor on the wall, half sticking to his body.The sound of rushing water mixed with the breathing of the two, was beaten back by the wall in this small space, aggravated, and fell into the ears again, as if the dragon's teeth were breathing heavily against every pore of his... …

He felt that he was a little drunk this time, but he didn't want to wake up lazily...

When Long Ya usually opened his mouth to mock, he always threw out a string of words, definitely not reticent, but at this time, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

But Qi Chen felt that he had said a lot, and it was all reflected in his every kiss and every movement.

So much that he could barely bear it...

When Qi Chen woke up from this drunken dream that almost drowned him, he could no longer see the sunlight through the curtains.

He lay lazily on his side on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze for a long time, before straightening out everything that happened in the afternoon.And the hand around the naked waist also told him that he was just drinking too much and not daydreaming.

Qi Chen: "..."

He looked back with a broken jar, and saw Long Ya lazily supporting his head, looking at him with lowered eyes, and said, "Are you awake?"

Qi Chen: "Yes."

Long Ya said again: "Are you awake from the wine?"

Qi Chen: "Yes."

"Oh—" Long Ya calmly asked the third question: "Do you remember what happened before you fell asleep?"

Qi Chen: "...um."

Long Ya gave a "tsk" sound: "You won't be able to talk when you're sober? Yes, yes, but—just remember."

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

Long Ya sneered and said: "I'm afraid that if you turn around and forget your responsibility, one day you will be reincarnated with shamelessness!"

Qi Chen: "..." This kind of resentful woman's words come out of your mouth, it's not right anywhere!

After what he said, all of Qi Chen's unease disappeared, and the lingering atmosphere before was all gone!

Qi Chen endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Shouldn't you say something warmer at this time, Team Leader Long?"

Long Ya glanced at him sideways, and said coolly: "Because I was sober, so I just remembered something, and I can't feel warm."

"..." Qi Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that his mind was flooded with such a thing, "What is it?"

"What's the matter?" Long Ya asked back, then passed Qi Chen, reached out to the bedside table, picked up the top book in the pile of books, and then patted Qi Chen's face, wrapping his arms around Qi Chen's. posture, flipping through the book in front of Qi Chen.

Qi Chen's professional disease was almost picked up by him: "Turn it lightly, it's an antique..."

Long Ya patted him on the forehead and said, "Don't interrupt! Read this page."

His fingers stopped on one of the pages, and Qi Chen felt that reading like this was really not a good posture, so he moved his shoulders and said, "I'll sit up and read."

As a result, as soon as he moved, he was sunk back into the pillow again by an extremely sore feeling in his lower back.

Qi Chen: "..."

Long Ya's low voice buzzed above his head: "Don't mess around."

Qi Chen: "..." It's as if I made it up by myself!

"Hold it." Long Ya grabbed Qi Chen's hand, letting him turn the pages of the book to read for himself, then stretched his palm back into the quilt, put it on Qi Chen's back, and rubbed it for him.

Qi Chen: "..." Ancestor, you are making things worse!

But serious business matters, so Qi Chen had to work hard to pull his attention back from his back and put it back on the page in front of him, but he didn't see anything special about this page from the beginning to the end, it was nothing more than memorizing some pharmacological information. thing.

The only thing that is a little different is that near the side of the page, there are a few red strokes, which don't seem to be annotations, because they are not words at all, but rather marks left by a pen accidentally scratching across the page.

"It's red..." Qi Chen leaned over and smelled it, but couldn't smell anything special.

"It should be cinnabar." Longya replied.

"It looks like it was drawn on by accident, but—" Qi Chen frowned and looked at it several times from side to side, and said, "It's not that simple."

Long Ya said: "Yes, you have a lot of curved intestines! I don't think it was drawn by accident. When I saw it last night, I thought it was a mark. Different strokes represent different orders. As for Whoever comes first will not be able to solve it in a short while, the ghost knows how your ghostly symbols are arranged."

"Sequence? You mean, there is more than one place like this?" Qi Chen asked, flipping through the book in his hand, and sure enough, after about ten pages, he turned to a page with red handwriting, and It is true that the handwriting is different, and they are all near the side. It looks like it was accidentally scratched on, with no rules at all, and there are always a few strokes that are accidentally dragged out of the page.

Qi Chen quickly flipped through the entire book in his hand, and found a total of five pages marked in this way.

He reached for another copy from the stack on the bedside table, flipped through it, and found seven pages.

"How many are there in total?" Qi Chen asked while turning.

"There are a total of twelve books, there are more or less, and a total of 79 pages like this have been found." Long Ya's palm still relaxed for Qi Chen, and said: "I kept reading until you got up this morning. Nor did I find any coherent information in those 79 pages."

"Coherent?" Qi Chen recognized his voice: "You mean you found some potentially useful information, but it's not coherent?"

Long Ya nodded, rubbed his chin on the top of Qi Chen's head, and swept Qi Chen's hair back and forth a few times, making his scalp numb.He dropped the book in his hand, raised his hand to the top of his head and patted Long Ya's chin, and said, "If there is really some information, but it's not complete, then there is still some missing in the ancient building on the top of Qu Mountain."

"I think so too." Long Ya said, "So I plan to go to Qushan again after you come back from the wedding for a while. It just so happens that your mother is back, so I can take care of Daotong by leaving behind— —”

"It's not waiting!" Qi Chen realized what he said after listening for most of the time: "My mother is back?!"

Long Ya gave a lazily "hmm": "You slept like a pig, of course I couldn't hear you. She saw you asleep and went back to her room. She also drank a lot of red wine."

Qi Chen looked like he had been struck by the profound thunder of Nine Heavens, and said: "My mother came into my room?!"

Hearing his tone, Long Ya realized what he was thinking, and said, "Do you think I'm paralyzed on the bed all day like you! I'm not paralyzed! I was sitting on the single chair over there I was flipping through the book, and when I heard her come back, I opened the door and said hello to her, she came to see you sleeping, and asked me a few words if you were throwing up or drinking mad, and said to go back to the room and lie down for a while."

Qi Chen was covered in cold sweat and was almost startled. Hearing this, he relaxed, but just as he relaxed, he felt that it was not good to show such a worried look in front of Long Ya. After thinking about it, he explained: "I'm just afraid she--"

"Okay, you're just talking, and I don't understand if you don't tell me? Am I stupid?!" Long Ya patted his lower back angrily in the posture of rubbing his waist, and said: " If you have the time to worry about it, why not try to see if your waist is better, and go to Qushan before your mother wakes up."

According to what he said, Qi Chen moved his waist, only to find that his waist was already numb from Longya's rubbing, and it didn't matter if he felt sore or not.He twitched the corners of his mouth and sat up from the bed.

Most of the clothes he changed and washed were moved from school to the company. Except for home clothes, there were few clothes suitable for going out at home.

He was thinking about where to find a coat to put on, when he saw that the shirt, which was soaked in the bathroom before, was hanging very rigidly on the hanger in the corner, as if it had been ironed.

Qi Chen looked surprised: "In addition to drying, you also have an iron function?"

Long Ya rolled his eyes at him: "What a mess, move your butt, change your clothes and leave."

Qi Chen put on his suit and trousers, walked over with his slippers on, took down his shirt, and took the other one off the hanger and handed it to Long Ya.

Seeing this shirt, Qi Chen couldn't help but think of those clips in the bathroom before, and felt that he was not very well, but before serious matters, he had to shake those scenes out of his mind, pursed his lips and carefully buttoned up.

The shape of this shirt is very good, and it looks well tailored on Qi Chen, even if he is gentle, he can't stop it.

Long Ya was too lazy to button up his cuffs, glanced at Qi Chen up and down, and then folded his cuffs in two, revealing his strong arms: "I usually see you with thin arms and legs, but in fact, you are not completely fleshless. .”

"..." Qi Chen looked at him, restrained himself for a long time before he couldn't roll his eyes.

Seeing that Qi Chen had buttoned his buttons, Long Ya swept Qi Chen into his arms without saying a word, and immediately moved him to the ancient building in Qushan.

Before there was no sunlight coming in through the curtains, Qi Chen thought it was already night, but when he got outside, he realized that it wasn't that there was no light outside, it was only because the sky was so overcast that it looked very dark.

And the dark color is a little...unusual.

Qushan is located in the suburbs, and the ancient building is on the top of Qushan. The sky looks different from the city center.

Qi Chen only felt that the time he came to Qushan half a month ago, even in the middle of the night, the sky was dark but very transparent, as if he could see the end of the sky at a glance, and even the scattered stars in the sky were layered.

If he remembered correctly, in the spring of Xishi, if it rained during the day, the sky would still look very clear at night.

But this time it was different. Although there was a light rain during the day, it cleared up soon afterwards, but the sky in the evening was so gloomy and gloomy, it was a bit weird.It was as if a group of extremely black clouds were suddenly engulfed in the sky, rolling in quickly, enveloping the entire sky, except for the position of the western horizon, there was also a very inconspicuous afterglow.

Even Long Ya frowned, and said: "Sure enough, Qingming is coming, and the clouds are so dark that there is no vitality at all. Where is that direction?"

He looked at it for a while, then pointed to the direction of the north of the mountain.

Qi Chen followed his fingers and looked there, thought for a moment and then said: "All the way to the north, you can reach the city center, and the north is more remote. There are two industrial parks. The northernmost one is the Xishi Cemetery."

"The cemetery area? No wonder..." Long Ya nodded: "It was just built in the past few decades, right? I haven't seen it before. I thought that so many monsters in Xishi finally fought in their nests, completely broke up and changed their bases—— —”

"The demon's den?!" It was the first time Qi Chen heard that there was a demon's den in Xi City.

"Yes, there are quite a few. Xishi is considered to be a place with more demon dens." Long Ya replied, and then glanced at the northern end, then raised his hand to close the door of the ancient building hall, and brightened the place. The two lamps were turned on, and they said, "If the demon and the cemetery get together, it's understandable that there are still such dark clouds before the Ching Ming Festival."

After all, Qi Chen's mother, who is such an easy target, still stays at home alone, even if Long Ya leaves Dao Tong in the living room, it is not 100% safe, even if she still wears the nine-eyed dzi bead given by Long Ya on her wrist , Qi Chen was still a little worried about her.

So it is naturally impossible for the two of them to stay in the room on the left for too long.

Long Ya picked a row, a little impatient, simply swept the sleeves, and swept the books on the entire shelf into his treasure bag.

I don't know if it's because the environment and atmosphere in this room are a bit old-fashioned, or because of something else, when Qi Chen held the lamp and followed Long Ya to scan the books, he felt dizzy for a moment.It was as if the foot suddenly collapsed while walking.

He trembled subconsciously, and even the light shook slightly, and the light in the whole room flickered.

Long Ya was just putting away the book he wanted to scan, when he saw the light flickering, he turned to look at Qi Chen and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Oh——" Qi Chen held the lamp tightly, shook his head and said, "No, I was in a daze for a while just now, and I didn't see the bottom of my feet."

When he explained this to Longya, he thought the same in his heart.

However, he soon discovered that it was not that simple.

Because just after he said this, he felt the ground under his feet tremble suddenly, so fast that Qi Chen almost thought it was his own illusion, but at the same time as the tremor happened, Qi Chen's heart suddenly "thumped." "Fall empty.

Immediately afterwards, some vague fragments flashed through his mind suddenly, just like the tremor just now, they slipped away from his mind in a flash, as if he couldn't grasp it.

Just as Long Ya said, the closer he is to Qingming, the more he will be affected. The fragments of the previous life only appeared in dreams before, but now they suddenly come out, but it is too fast for him to grasp That's all.

No matter how he was feared and regarded as an evil star in his previous life, now he is indeed a powerless person in front of these non-human beings, and his combat effectiveness is probably negligible.So, when he felt the past life flashing through his mind again, he couldn't help but take two quick steps, and followed Long Ya closely, with almost no distance left.

Long Ya happened to put away the treasure bag, and when he saw Qi Chen approaching, he put his arms around him and said, "Okay, let's go!" He took Qi Chen back to the bedroom in seconds.

Not long after entering the door, I heard the rustling of slippers in the living room. Long Ya sat down on the single chair, took out some books from the treasure bag, put them on the bedside table at hand, and continued with a book. I rummaged through it one by one.

Qi Chen was about to sit down to help when he heard "Du Du" knock on the door twice, and his mother's soft voice came from outside the door: "Team Leader Long, is Xiao Chen awake?"

"Mom, I'm awake!" Qi Chen replied through the door, and walked over to open the door.

As soon as Qi Chen's mother saw that he had woken up, she directly slapped his face with her hands, and said, "Okay, it's almost time, I'll cook first, and I'll call you when I'm done."

"Yeah." Qi Chen nodded, and then instructed: "Don't be a man-han banquet anymore! If you can't finish it, it's a waste. Just get some. Team Leader Long will eat everything, don't pay attention."

After sending his mother away and closing the door, Qi Chen realized that what he said after the sentence of "get some casually" just now seemed to be too out of touch with Team Leader Long.

To be precise, since he got up from the bed earlier, his feelings towards Longya have undergone some subtle changes—once he had extremely intimate contact, his attitude towards Longya became much more casual, and he spoke less The restraint is gone, and he even dared to speak up against him directly...

Long Ya obviously also noticed this problem. When Qi Chen looked at him with a little emptiness, he raised his head and took a look at Qi Chen. Looking at it from a distance, he not only didn't mind, but also enjoyed it.

Long Ya was able to flip through books very quickly, not to mention now that he knew the target by flipping through the books, he naturally didn't have to look for it word by word.And with Qi Chen's help, a whole cabinet of books was quickly flipped through.

Among the hundreds of books, there are nearly [-] books with red handwriting, and there are nearly [-] pages with handwriting.

There are three hundred pages of clueless things, and it is definitely not a small amount of work to sort out an order and then find the correct information.

Just thinking about it made Qi Chen feel his head hurt.

Turning the pages of the book comes quickly, but if you really want to study these pages carefully, let alone Qi Chen, even if Long Ya doesn't need to sleep all night, he might not be able to figure it out tomorrow morning.

Qi Chen originally thought that there was still a day off on Monday anyway, so he might as well not sleep tonight, and partnered with Long Ya to figure out the meaning of this set of pages in one go.

But in the end at 11 o'clock, he was rushed back to bed by Long Ya.

Because tomorrow is Ching Ming, they will accompany Qi Chen's mother to the cemetery to pay homage to their ancestors in the morning, and in the afternoon they will go to Meng Chen's house to take a look at the baby Meng Siping has been fascinated by recently.

It didn't matter if Long Ya stayed up all night, but Qi Chen couldn't bear it easily.

Unable to withstand Long Ya's attack, Qi Chen finally obediently closed his eyes before midnight.

Qi Chen didn't sleep at all that night, because since the second half of the night, there have been lightning and thunder outside. Although he didn't toss and turn, he could hear a thunderclap from time to time in his half-dream and half-waking.

And except for the thunder, his dream has never been interrupted this night.

He dreamed about things from his previous life one after another, but every time he broke away from his sleep a little bit and rolled back into the dream again, he forgot most of the content and scene of the previous dream, only I can remember that vague feeling...

When I woke up early in the morning, the light outside the window was still dark, not much sunlight came in, and it was probably another unlucky cloudy day.

During the Ching Ming Festival, it rains heavily...

But in fact, it didn't rain much on Qingming Festival in Xishi.

However, something was wrong today, Qi Chen opened his eyes and hadn't got up from the bed yet, the sky outside which had started to become gloomy at some point finally couldn't hold back the rain.

The rain is too heavy. It is not suitable to choose to go to the cemetery under this kind of rain.

When Qi Chen was planning to spend another morning at home with Long Ya, Meng Chen called.

"Chengzi, our family doesn't necessarily go to the cemetery today. We will go in the afternoon when the rain stops. Maybe tomorrow if it doesn't stop. Are you free now? Come to my house and have a look. My dad took advantage of the rain and went back to the study to hold him That precious bronze lump, I don’t know what I’m studying.”