Museum of the Dead

Fei Yan wakes up in a jerk and finds that he is being carried on his back.

His mind was clear and he didn't feel sick to his stomach.Just now... yes!He drank a cup of tea, and then he couldn't move his whole body!

"Yin Luan?" He tentatively asked.

A familiar and reassuring voice came from below.

"I'm here."

"Let me tell you, there's something wrong with that proprietress! She made Qin Feng and Li Xiaole dizzy, and then...then...yes, she should be trying to save her daughter! I don't know...maybe...maybe... Jiang Shanshan is with her too... By the way! Where is Jiang Shanshan! Where are we... now?"

Fei Yan's memory was confused and he spoke incoherently. Yin Lu'an didn't interrupt him. He let him finish before explaining slowly: "The proprietress' name is Zhang Juan. Some time ago, her daughter got leukemia and couldn't be cured. Later she went from a The Taoist priest got a folk prescription—five people with different zodiac signs, respectively in five directions, dig out the corresponding organs, so that her daughter can cultivate into a fairy."

"Is it the cultivation to become a fairy that you said before?" Fei Yan recalled the time when he discussed the missing persons case with Li Ming and the others, and asked doubtfully, "According to Li Ming's investigation, five people had disappeared at that time, which means that the proprietress had already collected five people." gone."

"Then why do you still stun me and Qin Feng and the others?" Fei Yan was a little puzzled by this point. It is said that the ceremony should be performed earlier after the five people are collected. Why do you need to do these redundant tasks?

He moved, signaling Yin Lu to put him down.

"It should be a matter of good or bad horoscopes." Yin Luan put him down from his back, "plus your organs are young."

Young organs?Fei Yan felt like his kidneys hurt when he heard it... a folk secret technique made it look like selling organs...

"Can those organs really be cultivated to become immortals if they are dug out?"

"No." Amber pushed the door open, "In the metaphysics school, you need to go through five kalpas before you can ascend, namely: Ice Prison, Fire Pit Prison, Intestine Pulling Prison, Heart Cutting Prison, and Tongue Pulling Prison. You have never done anything bad. Of course you can't help her become a fairy."

"Amber?" Fei Yan was surprised, "So..." He looked out the door——

"Tip Feiyan!" Tianling pushed the door open with a full posture.

Seeing these two people and the whirlpool he saw before, Fei Yan was sure that he was in the museum now.

Great, he... really spent three days, he still has hope.

"This folk prescription sounds very vague and has no theoretical basis." Fei Yan shook his head, "The proprietress looks so smart, why did she believe in such things?"

"I'm so eager to save my daughter!" Tianling folded his arms around his chest, "If he only thinks about his relatives, he will believe in everything. What kind of broken Taoist is he who resells human organs."

Fei Yan was startled: "Selling human organs?"

"That's right!" Tianling turned on the phone, "You read the news: Shocking! A huge black market organization was arrested and sold a large number of human organs."

Fei Yan took the mobile phone and kept flipping the screen. There was a photo of the suspect in a mosaic, including bright red nail polish on his hands.

At this time, the color of the nail polish is extremely ironic, just like how many innocent people's blood was used to dye it.

He felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart——

It turns out that the most terrifying thing is not the undead, but the human heart.

What species is more terrifying than humans?They come from nature and receive gifts, but they want to conquer nature wholeheartedly, and then kill each other among their own kind.

Fei Yan didn't dare to think about it, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

How many organizations that resell organs exist in this world?

"Are you all right?" Yin Luan worried when she saw Fei Yan's face turning red and white.

Fei Yan shook his head: "Where's Jiang Shanshan?" He felt that he had done nothing in there, and came out without finding the undead, "And who is the undead this time?"

"Jiang Shanshan is not the undead this time." Yin Luan patted him on the shoulder, "She has been reincarnated now. Don't worry, before that, she and her family have met once."

"Is that so..." Fei Yan felt relieved, he finally fulfilled his promise to the dean, "Then the undead this time..."

"Her father!" Tian Ling looked as if it should be taken for granted.

"Whose father?" Fei Yan was at a loss.

"You didn't tell him?" Tian Ling's words were obviously addressed to Yin Lu'an.

Yin Lu'an didn't shake his head either: "I'm not sure yet, before the undead were inside, but this time it's different. Before we went in, Jiang Shanshan's father hadn't turned into an undead, so naturally we can't be sure that he will become an evil spirit .”

Fei Yan probably understood.

It turns out that the undead in this room still have the ability to predict, and the undead had not yet produced when they entered.

It's really... more and more exciting!Although he is also an afterthought.

"But the vortex appeared only when I touched the body of the undead the last two times." The reporter really had a lot of questions, and Fei Yan upheld the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end. what's going on?"

"That's the vortex I opened outside." Tian Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "The vortex I opened in this room, plus the location of the boss, and then sent the undead in, the one I opened will disappear after you touch it , and the other opened."

Although it was a bit convoluted, Fei Yan still understood, "I didn't feel like I met an undead!"

Tian Ling rolled his eyes at him, "You're so numb that you can't even feel the boss kissing you, let alone lightly touching an undead?"

Fei Yan's eyes widened, his attention was caught by the words "Boss kisses you"!

Kiss...kiss me?The curator kissed me?

Fei Yan curled his lips, why did he take advantage of his unconsciousness... He didn't feel it in the sedan chair last time, and this time he didn't even have the right to know.

He sneaked a glance at Yin Lu'an, who had a stiff face and red ears.

Master curator...is it so easy to be shy?Fei Yan was a little perplexed, but sometimes what this man said was... simply unbearable.

Tian Ling glanced at these two people, tsk tsk, they are so shy when they are in a relationship... Tian Ling suddenly understood something, and widened his eyes——

These two people, don't you haven't done anything yet!

Oh My God!Boss is really... so cowardly!Tianling decided to have a good chat with him tonight, talk about life ideals, talk about poetry and songs, and by the way, talk about romance...

Fei Yan stared at the glass window in front of him, "This is...Jiang Shanshan's father?"

There was no entity there, just a cloud of black air as usual.

It's just that the black air this time is much lighter than the previous two.

"Well." Amber took two steps forward, "It will leave here after a while, and this place will become an empty room."

"It has dissipated its resentment, and the Museum of the Undead no longer belongs to it." Yin Luan looked sideways at Fei Yan, "It's getting late, and I don't know what to face tomorrow, so let's rest early!"

After speaking, he rubbed Fei Yan's hair, then turned and left.

Fei Yan nodded belatedly, followed meekly, and muttered in a voice that he could barely hear——

"Good night."

The curator who was already in the corridor suddenly turned his head, gave him a faint smile, and said with his mouth: "Good night."

Fei Yan looked away, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop grinning.

The boyfriend is really... coquettish and cute.

He went outside, stood on the promenade, looked back at the closed door, and the sign of "Sky Burial Ground" on it turned green.

If it is green... it means that the undead are not resentful.Feeling a little relieved, Fei Yan waved his hand at it, "Goodbye."

Goodbye, Dean.Goodbye, this late family of three.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yin Lu'an was wearing a set of high-end silk black pajamas, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, flipping through a book with a serious expression.

Take a closer look, this book is - "Brother and Robbery: The Personal Servant of the Domineering CEO".

Yes, that's right, it is the best-selling comic that has been serialized for several years!

Judging by the cover, he's reading part six.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the window was blown open, Yin Luan's expression changed, and he hurriedly hid the book in the sofa, and even in a panic, he did not forget to fold a mark on the page he was reading.

As soon as Yin Lu'an's action was completed, Tianling appeared.

"Tsk tsk, don't hide, I've seen it all!" Tian Ling slumped on the sofa and asked straight to the point, "Boss, I'm serious, are you two together?"

Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to hide it, Yin Luan directly took out the book, and said coldly: "Yes."

Tianling shook his head and sighed: "We are all together and sleep in separate rooms? Boss, you are too weak! Think about it, Xiao Feiyan may be washed clean now, lying on the bed softly and fragrantly waiting for you Woolen cloth!"

The curator stared at the pages of the book, and he saw that the little assistant was wearing the domineering president's white shirt after taking a shower, with straight and thin legs underneath.

Therefore, in this chapter of the plot, the little assistant was formally forcibly taken to become the overlord's personal servant.

If Fei Yan wore this kind of white shirt, it would be thinner and whiter than this...

Then... then...

Yin Lu'an's soul has gone to the sky.

"Damn it!" Tian Ling stared at the book, "This is... a living teaching material!"

Yin Luan raised his eyebrows, and finally put down the book in his hand, his voice was hoarse: "What textbook?"

Tianling smiled maliciously: "The shirt on his body doesn't fit at first glance, it must not be his own."

Yin Luan was uncharacteristically, no longer the topic terminator in the past: "Well. Then?"

Tian Ling scanned the room, and finally fixed his gaze on a large wardrobe.

"Boss?"

"Ah."

"Do you have a white shirt?"

"..."

……

The water temperature in the bathroom was just right, and Fei Yan soaked in the bathtub for more than ten minutes.

He closed his eyes and meditated while sighing: "The life of the rich is good..."

Fei Yan felt that his fatigue was almost gone, so he wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out. He was stunned when he saw the clothes hanger outside the door.

Where was the set of pajamas he had put there?how did it become...

White shirt?

This white shirt... whose is it?And what about his pajamas?

Fei Yan felt that he might have seen a ghost.But when he thought that this was the Museum of the Undead, and that it was a place where ghosts were hidden, he felt relieved.

Maybe some naughty little ghost changed it!He didn't care, he put it on casually and went into the room to dry his hair.

I was wiping my hair when suddenly the WeChat alert sounded.

Who else is texting him so late?Confused, Fei Yan put the towel on his head, picked up the phone and leaned against the head of the bed, and opened it——

【have you slept? 】

It's from the curator!

Fei Yan was a little excited, because before that, the two had nothing to chat about except the transfer records.

Yes, it is such a straightforward money relationship!

The corner of Fei Yan's mouth curled up unconsciously, Mr. Curator, are you thinking about yourself?

【didn't sleep yet】

Three seconds have passed since I sent it, and I still haven't received a reply on WeChat.

Fei Yan was a little disappointed, and at the same time scolded himself for being unable to hold back, so he put down his phone and focused on brushing his hair for a while.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the towel, he felt a gust of wind——

Then, a familiar figure appeared in front of his eyes.

"Boss!" Fei Yan's reaction can be described as "surprise", because he was really surprised and happy.

Yin Luan gave a "hmm" and glanced at the white shirt on the other party calmly.

Yan Yan... was only wearing a white shirt.

That white shirt was worn by him once.

Also, those two legs... are really much whiter than the little assistant in the book.

Yin Lu'an suddenly thought, why did he come here in the middle of the night?Isn't he the one who suffers in the end?

The author has something to say: Curator: ...my nosebleed is worthless, and the more than one billion children and grandchildren I have saved for 1000 years are worthless, and they are all given to you, Yanyan.

Yan Yan: ...I'm actually wearing Pinru, bah, curator's clothes...I'm so coquettish~~~

Tianling: I don't know anything, I don't know anything...

Amber: ing while watching a play

Favorite little angels can come in and collect~~~