eighth story

Although Xuan Jue is not more leisurely than before, he is only the acting chairman in name after all. Qin Zhi can still cultivate himself at home for a few months a year. It can be seen that "the chairman must work hard in the company" is not a fully established concept. Proposition, if he really wanted to hang out, no one would stop him, so he drove out immediately after receiving a call from Wu Qinyang.However, what Xuan Jue was thinking about was definitely not related to "company operations and self-development". Wu Qinyang's phone call made him confused, and he didn't understand the two things of "visiting classmates" and "need a coat". What is the necessary or accidental connection between things.

Xuan Jue drove to the gate of Cheng's house with his mind full of question marks, and when he entered, he saw Wu Qinyang wrapped in a coat pitifully. The people sitting opposite him should be some classmates in the class, and there was a man standing in the corner. The young girl in an apron looked very nervous, and she seemed to be someone related to the family.Spread out on the sofa were suspected woolen sweater and shirt wreckage, and one intact sleeve could barely be discerned. Xuan Jue walked over without knowing it, wondering: "What's wrong with this?"

Wu Qinyang felt that this matter was really hard to describe, so he took the clothes from Xuan Jue and hurriedly put them on, and then the squad leader said "Hey" in surprise, and asked, "Wu Qinyang, why do you still have a tattoo on your body?" ?”

The squad leader is an extremely upright northern guy, and he can't hide anything when it is not necessary. Of course, what he said successfully attracted the attention of other students.Because the scene after Cheng Changjun passed out and was sent to the hospital was too chaotic, this group activity that tried to show the unity and friendship among classmates could only be forced to die. The two boys stay here, one is to accompany Wu Qinyang and wait for his brother to come, and the other is to see how the Cheng family is going, which indirectly avoids the scene where Wu Qinyang is surrounded by a group of girls watching his upper body.

Wu Qinyang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what the squad leader meant by the so-called tattoo. Although he was proud of the imprint Xuan Jue had left on his body, he also knew that it was something that no one else should look at.The color of the totem is extremely bright, which is very different from ordinary tattoos. Coupled with the inquisitive character of the monitor, Wu Qinyang really doesn't know how to explain it. Whose tattoos are sprinkled with gold powder? I had no choice but to mention it vaguely, and quickly pulled up my clothes.

But Xuan Jue cared about another thing, he looked at the three scratches on Wu Qinyang's shoulder, frowned and said, "How did you do it?"

Wu Qinyang didn't realize that he was scratched by Cheng Changjun at all, and he didn't feel much pain when he was caught, and then he just coughed, and now hearing Xuanjue's question, he opened his clothes and took a look.The three wounds were not very deep, and they bled a little, usually to the extent of scratching the skin, but at a certain moment, Wu Qinyang felt a weird chill, so he rubbed his hand on one of them. Dab it lightly on the wound.Seeing some strange black slime on his fingertips, Xuan Jue moved his ears, and looked around vigilantly, his gaze stopped for a moment on the wooden shelf in the living room where the antiques were placed.

The two brothers exchanged a tacit look.

Wu Qinyang buttoned up his shirt and put on his coat casually, and had to start thinking about Cheng Changjun seriously.The squad leader and the others went back to school first, while Wu Qinyang and Xuan Jue went all the way, opened the car door and sat in the familiar co-pilot position, just after buckling up the seat belt, Xuan Jue asked, "What's going on?"

Wu Qinyang said: "I don't think it's right, brother..." After thinking about it, he decided to tell the whole story, "Didn't we come to see Cheng Changjun today? At first, his mother talked to us, and then let them The nanny called Cheng Changjun down. At that time, he looked very strange. It didn't seem like he was absent-minded, and his reaction was very cold. I think he seemed to be looking for something... His mother probably felt awkward seeing him like this Yes, let the nanny take him upstairs, and then suddenly, he rushed over and began to pick my clothes..."

Wu Qinyang noticed that Xuan Jue's breath suddenly sank, and quickly patted his brother: "Uh, he just tore off one of my sleeves, it's okay..." Changed the subject again, "That's why I think it's wrong. Ah, because he kept yelling 'It's so cold'. Then I pushed him away, and the squad leader pulled him away by his arm, and he was crying and screaming all the time by himself. Back' and the 'bracelet'..."

"She's back?" Xuan Jue frowned, "What do you mean?"

Wu Qinyang said: "I guess it's his girlfriend, isn't his girlfriend... what's the matter. I thought he had a mental problem. When his girlfriend died, he was stimulated, or His girlfriend's death had something to do with him, and the psychological pressure was too great, so he began to have hallucinations, because he kept saying 'don't come here', he must have seen something. But in addition to the fact that he arrested me For a moment, those black things don't look normal, so I think it's like..."

"The upper body of the ghost." Xuan Jue quickly said the answer in his heart, and added, "And there are too many ghost objects in his house, have you noticed that there is an unsealed Tang Sancai jar on the wooden shelf in his house , Tang Sancai was originally a funerary object, so it can be said to be a dark vessel among dark vessels, and this kind of jar can be used to hold ashes..."

"No way?" Wu Qinyang said in surprise, "I think he has a lot of antiques in his house, if they are all artifacts..."

Xuan Jue said: "Then it is no different from living in a big coffin."

Wu Qinyang took a deep breath, felt creepy for a moment, and murmured: "No, if it's really a ghost, then why did this ghost come after me? I'm not familiar with Cheng Changjun, and I'm not familiar with him. It doesn't matter if you have a girlfriend, let alone those ghost weapons, I'm not a grave robber, and they shouldn't come to me if they want revenge..."

Xuan Jue said: "I'm afraid it's not that ghost who wants to come after you, but that classmate of yours who wants to ask you for help."

Wu Qinyang was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized: "Wait, could it be..."

Xuan Jue said: "Let's talk about it when we go upstairs." He stopped the car while speaking.

It was only then that Wu Qinyang noticed that the car had already driven downstairs to the apartment building. He unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. When he got upstairs, he couldn't wait to tell Xuan Jue his conclusion: "Brother, you said he wanted to ask me for help. Is it because of that 'mark'?"

Xuan Jue nodded, and explained: "The ghost is too dark, if your classmate is really caught by the ghost, then it's nothing strange for him to say that he is cold. But at this time, he has not completely lost consciousness, so he thought Looking for a 'heat source' to keep warm, and you are the only one who is the most qualified among the people present at that time, then what he did was reasonable."

Wu Qinyang said: "No wonder, I just said why he keeps tearing off my right sleeve, but if he is still conscious, he can't be said to be a complete ghost. I think this ghost is coming for him. Well, it's his dead girlfriend, because I don't think his mother and his nanny seem to be affected. If it's really because of those necromancers, this ghost should treat their family members indiscriminately, right? Moreover, women are more negative than men, so to hell, the mother and the nanny will suffer first... There is no reason to come directly at him."

Xuan Jue said: "There must be something we don't know about."

Wu Qinyang gave a "hmm" and continued to analyze: "That is to say, there is a ghost haunting Cheng Changjun. When we went to his house today, this ghost appeared again, which made him feel very frightened and frightened. Cheng Changjun is in a hurry. He treated me as a 'heat source' to ask for help, and the ghost borrowed his hand to attack me. In the end, Cheng Changjun was pulled away by the squad leader, and he and the ghost were one-on-one again. "

Xuan Jue said: "Almost." Then said lightly, "Yang Yang, take off your clothes."

As soon as Wu Qinyang turned around, he saw his brother carrying the medicine box at home, knowing that he should be careful if he was scratched by a ghost, so he took off his shirt very simply.Xuan Jue dipped a cotton swab in his wound, and found that the strange black mucus was still on the cotton tip. Although the amount was not much, it was not enough to be ignored, so he wiped it with alcohol again. , but the effect was not obvious, the mucus seemed to seep out from the wound little by little, and it seemed that it couldn't flow cleanly.

Xuan Jue felt inexplicably upset, and he didn't know whether it was because the residual ghostly aura was too obtrusive, or because of the fact that Wu Qinyang was stripped of his clothes.Seeing his brother frowning, Wu Qinyang couldn't help asking, "Brother, are you unhappy?"

Xuan Jue said: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Wu Qinyang said: "Look at you with a sullen face. Uncle was not like you when he was the president. Brother, who are you scaring?"

Xuan Jue didn't think his expression was so obvious at first, but now that Wu Qinyang had noticed it, Fan Er, Gao Leng's president, collapsed in an instant, and said truthfully: "It's not because you were scratched, I don’t even know how to be careful.”

Xuan Jue's truth made Wu Qinyang very useful. Although he was secretly happy, he still had to explain: "Isn't this an accident, and besides, I'm fine." He said, "Why don't you do it like this brother, you can tickle me twice too, so let me see if you turn into a cat."

Xuan Jue knew that he was uneasy and kind, but Wu Qinyang's words gave him an unexpected inspiration, and finally decided to perform bloodletting on the unlucky little classmate Wu for a thorough disinfection.Xuan Jue took out a small medical knife from the medicine box, and carefully cut open the outer scab with the tip of the knife, because after wiping it with alcohol once before, it still made Wu Qin gasped in a "hiss—" air.Xuan Jue slowly squeezed out the black blood from the wound, dipped it lightly with a cotton swab, and finally stopped until the oozing blood turned a normal red.Wu Qinyang didn't feel how painful it was afterwards, but the stimulation of alcohol was too much at the beginning, he picked up the cotton swab with the black mucus on it and looked at it carefully, then asked Xuanjue: "Brother, what do you mean by these black things? What is it? It can’t be corpse poison, right?!”

Xuan Jue couldn't laugh or cry at his imagination. While digging out the hemostatic gauze from the medicine box, he explained: "It's not that serious. If you really want to say what it is, it should be the ghost energy that has been dispersed."

Wu Qinyang's horoscope is originally light, and the Wu family is a natural "container", so he can well integrate the two powers that originally belonged to Xuan Jue and Zhong Liyin in his body.The former is gentle and lingering with the hostility of a beast, while the latter is so sharp and vicious that it makes ordinary ghosts frightened. After all, if it is a ghost, nothing can compare to the nightmare born of the hatred of thousands of people. .Now that these two forces are mixed together, no matter who the ghost meets, it will be a dead end. This is probably the reason why she didn't continue to pester Wu Qinyang.And these black mucus are the traces left by the ghost's ghostly aura, and it is reasonable to say that there is no great harm, but just to be on the safe side, Xuan Jue cleaned up the wound as soon as possible.

Only then did Wu Qinyang feel relieved. Seeing Xuan Jue put the hemostatic gauze on himself, he suddenly regretted not being able to enjoy the treatment of his brother helping to lick the wound. He couldn't help but feel it was a pity.Xuan Jue saw that he was distracted, so he asked casually: "Yangyang, what are you thinking?"

"Uh..." Wu Qinyang paused unnaturally, of course he didn't express his real thoughts, and after a long period of analysis based on speculation, he finally raised a more realistic question, " Brother, do you think Cheng Changjun will die?"