Breeze carrying feathers

"Chu Meng still has a good relationship with you..."

Li Qingtan looked at Shu Yuqianfu's back in front of the desk, and suddenly said this sentence.

Shu Yuqian turned around in a daze, wondering why Li Qingtan said such words suddenly, "Yes...he is very peaceful and approachable, and he is one of the few people in the museum who is willing to talk to me, so naturally...he will get closer to him."

Li Qingtan just nodded, pointed to the door, and said, "He came to look for you."

Shu Yuqian looked in the direction of the finger, and after a while, he saw a figure walking slowly in the corridor outside the door, it was Chu Menghuan.He still came alone, with a food box in his hand.

Shu Yuqian subconsciously stood up.

Li Qingtan waved his hand to the outside, and said, "You go first, you'll be here first today."

"Hey, but..." Shu Yuqian looked down at the things on the table, the outlines copied from various medical classics were still on the table, and the ink was not dry yet.

"I'll take it." Li Qingtan said casually.

"But……"

But if you accept it, then this thing will be placed like this until tomorrow morning.

Shu Yuqian lightly clenched his fist to his mouth, not knowing whether to say these words or not.

"The owner of the museum should not just agree. Everyone knows that if you clean it up, these things will still be intact after 1 years."

Li Qingtan's complexion suddenly became ugly, and he whispered impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, you are disturbing people's peace here."

Chu Meng, who had already stepped on the threshold, still supported the door frame and said with a smile, "That's it, that's it, it's better to be silent like Chen Fuguan."

Li Qingtan ignored him, turned his back and continued looking at his things.Shu Yuqian put away his pen and ink, and walked to Chu Menghuan's side in small steps.

After these two days of unremitting efforts, the room finally became a little organized, and it was no longer as difficult as it was on the first day he came here.

The two came out of the hospital and walked along the corridor towards the residence.

"I've been bothering you for the past two days. I'm really sorry." Shu Yuqian took the food box from Chu Menghuan, smelling the faint fragrance of rice inside, he felt relieved.

"It's just a little effort, why worry about it so much." Chu Meng just smiled, looked up at the gloomy sky again, and said, "It's a new moon tonight, and the weather is gloomy. If there are no lanterns, I'm afraid it will be dark." I can't see my fingers."

Shu Yuqian didn't notice it at first, but when Chu Meng mentioned it again, he suddenly realized that except for the corridor where they walked, the courtyard was all pitch-black. The ghost shadow hidden in the night.

Not only that, the rooms in this area are where pharmacies and trauma doctors treat wounds, so there are few people at night, and a row of windows looks eerily quiet, Shu Yuqian couldn't help shivering.

"What's wrong? It's cold?" Chu Meng still didn't understand.

"No, no." Shu Yuqian shook his head repeatedly.Now that he is in the hospital, he doesn't want to be known that he is afraid of ghosts as a doctor.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the lanterns hanging by the eaves shook uncomfortably, and the shadows reflected on the walls and the ground were also stretched from big to small, strange and terrifying.Shu Yuqian subconsciously screamed in a low voice, and grabbed Chu Menghuan's sleeve.

"Brother Yu Qian, you..." Chu Meng seemed to be frightened by him, and stared at him with wide eyes.

Only then did Shu Yuqian realize that he had lost his composure, and hastily let go of Chu Menghuan, saying repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..."

He was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by a shrill scream.

Shu Yuqian was so frightened that he froze for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he realized that he was leaning on Chu Menghuan.

Chu Meng put her arms around Shu Yuqian's back, almost half hugging him, and dragged him to the door of the next room.

"What...how?" Shu Yuqian was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, his speech was trembling, and he could already hear the screams coming from the South Courtyard one after another.

"I'm afraid something happened." Chu Meng also kicked open the door next to him, and said, "You hide here for a while, I'll go over and see the situation."

"I, I, I... I'm with you..." Shu Yuqian held Chu Menghuan's arm and refused to let go.

Chu Meng didn't speak yet, but stopped her movements suddenly, and looked down meaningfully.

Shu Yuqian followed along in a daze, only to realize that his legs had been weak for a long time, and it was only because of Chu Meng's arm that he supported him that he could not kneel down.

"Okay... then, come back quickly..." Shu Yuqian said tremblingly, and then reluctantly let go of Chu Menghuan.

Chu Meng also warned in a low voice: "No one will come to the ward here at night, you must hide well, no matter who comes, you must not expose yourself."

Shu Yuqian nodded like pounding garlic.

Li Qingtan was still worrying about a pile of messy book pages and papers, when suddenly there were screams in the library, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he went out in a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared .

The south courtyard was in chaos at the moment, with screams, collisions, and the sound of wooden doors being slammed shut and opened from time to time, mixed together noisyly, mixed with ghostly screams everywhere, it was more lively than the vegetable market .

Li Qingtan's originally stretched string, in such a lively and crowded place, really couldn't be stretched again.

From time to time, panicked people rushed past in the courtyard, Li Qingtan managed to catch Yan Quhan, and asked eagerly, "What's going on here?!"

"What's going on? I still want to know what's going on!" Yan Quhan rolled his eyes and looked desperate, "The medicine cabinet was overturned by them, and someone was under it. There are also broken limbs and are resting The patient got out of bed and ran around in fright, and I couldn't tell who was the doctor and who was the patient!"

"Where's Mr. Ge?"

"He has inconvenient legs and feet and went to bed early, so it's good to be able to wake up at this time."

The two were communicating by screaming at each other in the noisy environment, when they suddenly heard a loud shout from someone in the South courtyard, saying, "Wenyu Jiuxian! Don't pretend to be a ghost! If you have the guts, come out and confront me." Let me fight!"

Although the South Courtyard was noisy at this time, the voice was full of energy and clear, so someone responded immediately.Some people joined in and asked for a fight, while the timid ones shouted that Wenyu Jiuxian was coming, making their escape even more chaotic.

Li Qingtan's head hurts intermittently.Qingxin Pavilion has been established for so many years, but it has never encountered such a gaffe.

Seeing that Yan Quhan was about to run to other places to organize order, Li Qingtan hurriedly grabbed him again and asked, "Where is the big bell that was used to convey messages to everyone in the museum?"

"I don't know where the mallet that struck the bell has gone, should we use the head hammer?!"

Li Qingtan's face twitched, his brows furrowed.

Yan Quhan seemed to have noticed the embarrassment of the owner of his house, so he suggested: "Or another method, as long as everyone can calm down first."

After hearing Yan Quhan's approach, Li Qingtan straightened his back and said seriously, "Don't do it..."

"Why not?"

"It damages the image."

"What kind of image do you still pay attention to at this time!" Yan Quhan was so angry that he almost lost his breath. Just when he was searching for something to criticize the owner of the museum, suddenly there was a burst of collapse on the roof of the South courtyard. There was a crackling sound, like piercing the ear with an awl.

Yan Quhan covered his ears and looked up to the roof, only to see a person standing on the roof with a straight figure like a pole inserted there, holding a brass gong in one hand and a pounding medicine in the other. The medicine pestle used in time.

Yan Quhan said: "I didn't expect Chen Fuguan to be the one who really works. He actually used the method I thought one step ahead of time. You still feel ashamed, let's see how effective it is."

The effect was established immediately, and the people who were still screaming before coincidentally quieted down, and stared at the roof together in dumbfounded.After all, such an annoying gong sound is really different from the haunted atmosphere.

Li Qingtan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the figure on the roof, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his face could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and said, "Where did he get the gong?"

But no one agreed with him, Yan Quhan had already gone to Chen Kongtong's side.

Dark, damp, cold.

It seemed to be wrapped from head to toe by a roll of black flannel, and it seemed to be floating in a black mist without any light.

The originally clear consciousness, in such a dark environment, gradually became more and more unclear whether he was awake or asleep.

The distant noise gradually disappeared, and the surroundings returned to silence.Hear nothing, see nothing.

What about those who were still making noise before?Why is it suddenly quiet?What did you meet?Or was he actually no longer in the Qingxin Pavilion, but fell into hell unknowingly?

It's getting more and more creepy, but it's becoming more and more impossible to move your hands and feet.Obviously there is nothing restraining him, but his body feels as if he is frozen.

There was a voice again.

The voice seemed to come from far away, and it seemed to resound in my ears.

This is—the sound of flames burning.

The sound of knives and axes cutting into flesh.

Heart-piercing screams of extreme pain.

"Brother Yu Qian? Brother Yu Qian?"

In a vague way, it seemed that someone was desperately calling Shu Yuqian's name.Shu Yuqian struggled hard, but still couldn't open his eyes.

Is... is Liu Rufeng calling himself?

"Shu Yuqian!!"

Shu Yuqian jerked violently and woke up.This is not Liu Rufeng's voice, he is still in Qingxin Hall, Liu Rufeng will not come here at this time.

His chaotic mind began to gradually recover, and he looked to the side, and he was sitting in the corridor outside the pharmacy, leaning against Chu Menghuan's arms.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know whether he was overly frightened or what, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

Chu Meng still seemed to know his current situation, slowed down, raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and said, "I came to look for you from the south courtyard, and I saw you curled up in the room as if you were unconscious. In the corner, I was covered in sweat, and kept chanting... "like the wind, like the wind". "

"Ru Feng..." Shu Yuqian raised his head in a daze, and what caught his eyes was the gloomy black sky, the stretch of gray and black without a single shadow of stars and moon, "I miss him..."