【Qijie】The Kingdom of Eternal Life

Not long after Xiaojie finally woke up from a coma that was so long that he almost closed his eyes for what he thought would be an eternity, Kurapika walked into his ward.

Only this time, he was alone.

The blond guide sat by Jay's bed and peeled an apple for him.On the plate lay a long continuous circle of extremely thin apple peels, coiled into a bright red and sweet snake.

"Do you remember everything?" Kurapika asked him.

Xiaojie nodded slowly.

"There has been a new senior management in the Tower." Kurapika briefly explained to him what happened during his coma, "The reformed people who were used as transformation experiments are being treated one by one. For those who have died, the tower is for their families. Compensation was given. For those who lost the only young and strong labor force in the family, the tower was responsible for their living supplies. Sendrick was shot dead by the Hakka people, and his deputy explained everything. Strange's son Zoe died after being rescued, and he himself was killed by Kate is half disabled and is still in intensive care."

Xiaojie's eyeballs finally moved, and he asked, "Kate?"

"He is also undergoing treatment, because the poisoning time is too long, and the speed of improvement is relatively slow, but now he has basic consciousness."

After all, Kate has no guide and cannot perform miracles like Xiaojie.

"Don't worry too much about Kate, he'll be fine. He's the one who snatched your mental fragments back."

Xiaojie nodded: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"One month."

Jay didn't say anything more, Kurapika handed him the apple, but he didn't reach for it.

"Jack? Are you feeling okay?"

His friend looked at him worriedly. With Xiaojie's hearing ability, he could even hear other friends outside the ward. Outside, carefully listening to his movements.

Ever since Kurapika came in, although his posture was natural, he carefully avoided one person from beginning to end.

Young-jae knew why he did it.

The falcon flew in from the window, flapped its wings a few times, and landed on top of Kurapika's head.

Xiaojie's eyes lingered on the familiar spiritual guide for a while: "Nothing." He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Where is the head of the logistics department?"

Kurapika: "I'm working...what's wrong?"

"Oh," Xiaojie replied, "then can I trouble him to send that photo to my house?"

Kurapika was taken aback, "...a photo?"

"Just tell him that, and he will understand. I'll give him the key later..." Xiaojie said, "Then I'm going to go out."

Kurapika seemed to understand something, he whispered, "Kiya was taken away by his brother."

"I know." Xiaojie replied,

But I can't wait for him to come back.

I'm going to find him.

This is another continent.

The mountains are cut across, and the mountains cut off the world with solitary heights, covered with thorns.The sky and soil here are gloomy and black, as if the Creator only used a splash of ink when creating this mountain range.

Xiaojie got off the sightseeing car, and the empty sightseeing car, which only carried one passenger, hurried away.After beating the third son of the Hakka family a month ago and returning home, the mood of the entire killer family was immersed in low pressure. The bones of the challenger who was not afraid of death who came to the monthly meeting had been left to dry for several days in front of the gate of the underworld. God, the entire mountain area and the entire country are trembling like in a prison, and the tourism industry has been depressed for a while.

Xiaojie paid no attention to the murderous aura that covered the entire mountain, and seemed to be able to squeeze out a basin of water to water the flowers with a twist. He walked to the towering gate that was tens of meters high, and looked at it. Take a look at this heavy-looking iron door.

Then he looked around and knocked on the duty booth beside him.The dozing gray-haired guard woke up, and heard the handsome and clean-looking young man in a white shirt outside the window asking him politely: "Hello, is this Qi Ya's home?"

"Yes, this is the Hakka that beat the enemy." The guard scratched his head in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I'm Qi Ya's partner." He smiled, as if he didn't realize how horrified the face of the old man on the opposite side became, and calmly pointed to the heavy door composed of seven doors: "Go in from here, right? ?”

"Ah, wait, can you push that—"

The young man stood in front of the gate of the underworld without listening to it, stretched out an arm that was completely out of proportion to the heavy iron gate, and pushed it lightly.

squeak-

The young man who pushed open the five heavy iron doors walked in, and waved politely to the stunned old guard: "Please inform Li Zhai that Jay Fulis has come to visit."

Xiaojie turned around and met a pair of eyes.

It is black, without emotions, without fluctuations, unbelievably large, and as long as ink, as if it came from the underworld.

He met those eyes without moving.

The giant snow-white dog stood in front of him, lowered its head and sniffed lightly on top of his head. This distance was too dangerous. It only needed to open its mouth to crush him into fine powder.The fox bear was about to move forward, but was pushed back into the spiritual realm by Xiaojie.

Temporarily unavailable.he spoke reassuringly to his spirit guide.

After a few seconds that made people drenched in cold sweat, the giant dog finally moved away the huge head, and slowly lay down on the spot.

Xiaojie thought it meant it agreed to let him pass, so he smiled and waved to it: "Goodbye."

This house is inconceivably large, it is more like a palace than a house.Although Xiaojie has never seen what the palace looks like, the courtyard alone is bigger than Whale Island.And he heard that the entire mountain range was for beating the Hakkas.

Qi Ya is really rich.he thinks.

He walked along the narrow path for a few ten minutes, and the tens of meters high trees covered the sky, like a group of towering giants, standing condescendingly beside him, and the ancient trees that could not be hugged by dozens of people hung down Wan Taobi and there are snow-white flowers flying in the wind.

But it was too quiet.Xiaojie's eyes glanced at a trembling dewdrop hanging on the tip of the grass under the sun exposure not far away. In this midsummer June, the huge courtyard has no birds, no insects, and no noisy cicadas. It is very quiet. As if dead.

Here, it's very uncomfortable.

"You are Mr. Fulishi."

A cold male voice asked politely.Xiaojie turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a tuxedo. He had fair skin and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His face was expressionless, but somehow he felt contemptuous.

"It's me," he said.

"My name is Wutong, and I am the deacon who beat the enemy Hakka." The man introduced himself, "Mr. Qiya heard that you are coming, and he is rushing here." He smiled faintly, "The weather is so hot, Why don't you come with me to the deacon's house and wait for him."

Xiaojie stood there without moving, he looked at him for a while, and suddenly said: "You want to kill me."

Wutong's expression sank.

Xiaojie smiled and walked past him, "Let's go, which direction is the deacon's house?"

Wutong didn't follow him, but said in a nonchalant manner behind him: "I hope you understand that Master Qiya is the important heir of this family."

Xiaojie said, "Well, I know."

"I don't mean to offend, but you rashly call yourself Master Qiya's partner and want to snatch him away from this family. It is a very impolite and disgusting thing. I assume you know it." Indus said , "Master Qi Ya's mother, Mrs. Kiqiu was very sad about this incident. And Master Qi Ya also reflected for a long time in the punishment room."

Xiaojie turned his head to look at him, "Punishment?" he asked.

The corners of this handsome and gentle young man's lips tightened suddenly. At that moment, it seemed that even the wind passing by the white flowers was still.

Wutong's neatly manicured nails pinched his palm, and the coin was caught between his fingers, ready to go.

"You don't need to be nervous." Xiaojie said, "I think Qi Ya should attach great importance to you, I won't treat you..." His solemn gaze suddenly lightened, and he lightly brushed the deacon's neatly ironed collar, and glanced at him. Go behind him: "Qi Ya?"

Surprised, Wu Tong put the coin back to its original place, and he turned his head to salute the young master: "Master Qi Ya."

The silver-haired young man who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time came over, uttered a humming sound in his throat, passed him without looking sideways, walked up to Xiaojie, and lowered his eyes to look at him: "How long have you been here?"

Just now, the sentinel with a calm, cold and murderous look was like a dog who saw his master wagging his tail wildly, his eyes sparkled: "It's not long! Are you ready? Can I, can we go?"

Qi Ya didn't look into his eyes, and nodded: "Let's go."

Xiaojie frowned in confusion, and just opened his mouth to ask, Wutong said behind them: "Master, do you want to leave? Where is Mrs. Madam—"

Qi Ya waved at him without looking back: "It's done. Don't worry about it, I'm leaving."

Wu Tong hesitated to speak: "Young Master..."

Qi Ya rolled his eyes in disgust: "Am I really staying to attend his wedding? Is there something wrong with my mind?"

He grabbed Xiaojie's wrist and led him out of the gate of the underworld. Sanmao wagged his tail behind them eagerly, and slowly got down on the ground as the heavy iron gate rumbled shut. It shook its huge tail.

"Are you feeling well?" Qi Ya asked casually.

"Okay." Xiaojie nodded, "Where's Qi Ya?"

"That little injury." Qi Ya said casually, "Healed up a long time ago."

Xiaojie let out an oh, and was silent for a while, suddenly he didn't know what to say.Qi Ya's reaction when he saw him was different from what he had imagined, so much so that it seemed as if the pause button had been pressed for a while, and he choked in his throat and couldn't speak out.

He looked at Qi Ya's side face, he was fair and handsome, his eyelashes were slender and slightly closed, making those silver eyes like a sea of ​​ice, without any extra emotion.

Qi Ya...does he really not want to go back with him?

That's right.There is no one in this world who really hates his own family.

But he still felt that Qi Ya's family was too much...

Xiaojie couldn't tell where this grievance came from, it came a bit suddenly, but Xiaojie has always been a character of doing whatever he wants, so he respected his heart and stopped.

Chiya looked back at him.

Does Qi Ya not want to stay with me?

Then I called myself your partner in front of your family without authorization, did I also cause you trouble?

Too bad, I asked the head of the logistics department to hang the wedding photo at home without authorization, so I have to contact them quickly to remove the photo.

Countless characters were broken into pieces and floated in his mind, spinning rapidly, but Xiaojie tried his best to open his mouth, but he still couldn't ask a word.

He suddenly felt very, very depressed.

He was so frustrated that he didn't want to look at Qi Ya's silver eyes that seemed to see through everything, and lowered his face slightly, looking at the blurred shadow on the ground.The solitary mountain wind seemed to come from an extremely cold place. Xiaojie felt a little cold as it blew past his clothes.

Then he felt something touch his calf.

It stands to reason that if he has reached the point where he can be touched, then the vigilance as a sentinel will definitely remind him.But Xiaojie didn't notice anything at all, he was startled and lowered his head suddenly.

...a bushy tail with silver and white markings.

Hooking back and forth on his calf.

Qi Ya's expression changed, and he covered his face with his palm.

Xiao Jiemu stared blankly along the tail, and saw a silver-white snow leopard with a strong and slender body but fluff.

The long body of the snow leopard stood elegantly next to his legs, as if the hook of the tail was not enough, it rubbed its fluffy head against his knees, noticing his gaze, it raised its eyelids to look Xiaojie took a look.

The eyeballs are clear and sharp silver.

Xiao Jiemu looked away from the snow leopard in a daze, and stared at the owner of the snow leopard in a daze.

The snow leopard's owner stood there covering his face for a while, then seemed to be discouraged, and walked towards him resignedly: "Ah! I'm so annoying! You're holding me back!"

Next to Xiaojie who refused to move, Gaifeng raised his furry leopard face, and blatantly rolled his eyes at his master.

Then it was picked up by its owner angrily, and stuffed into the mental space.

Xiaojie let out an ah in his heart, feeling a little pity.

Such a beautiful snow leopard, he hasn't had time to touch two of them...

The snow leopard's owner didn't calm down even though he pushed the culprit away. He glared at him and said fiercely, "So do you know what's wrong?"

Xiaojie was stunned before he realized: "Ah...are you talking about my nonsense?"

That's right, when he said so much at the beginning, it's normal for Qi Ya to be angry that he doesn't want to talk to him.

Thinking of this, he felt more and more guilty, and said eagerly: "I'm sorry Qi Ya, I—"

Qi Ya was almost pissed off by him: "I'm not talking about this!! Who cares about such a small thing!" He walked over quickly, forced Xiaojie in front of his eyes, stared at his eyes and repeated word by word: " I mean you hid everything from me and wanted to solve it by yourself, but in the end you made yourself into that ghostly thing!!!"

It's not that Xiaojie has never seen Qi Ya who is full of murderous looks, and he is not afraid of Qi Ya who is in a fighting state.But for some reason, being looked at so closely by those extremely silver eyes, the experienced chief sentinel felt his calf spin a bit.

He forced an uh: "I..."

Qi Ya's eyes are so beautiful...it seems to be hiding stars.

Speaking of it, Qi Ya's spiritual realm seems to be the starry sky, which I remember was very beautiful and shocking... But his consciousness was very vague at that time, and he almost couldn't remember exactly what it looked like.

I feel a little pity.

As soon as Qiya got so close, Xiaojie's extremely keen sense of smell could clearly smell the faint scent on him... as clear as snow, mixed with the smell of pine wood, and it was stuffed into the pot together, drifting away. A drunkenness that is as clear as water comes out.

Before Xiaojie realized it, he had already leaned over and lightly licked Qi Ya's light-colored thin lips.

Qi Ya looked at him with a blank face for a while, and was finally completely discouraged. He straightened up and ruffles his silver-white hair irritably. The silver-white hair brushes past his ears, covering his red auricles.The guide shouted angrily: "You bastard!!"

It was only then that Xiaojie realized what he had just done, even he felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Well, I didn't mean it, uh, I really know I was wrong..."

Couldn't finish.

In this midsummer June, there are no birds, insects, or noisy cicadas in the vast and winding mountains, only the wind.

The wind blows from the far end of the sea, blows the sparkling light, blows the huge and smooth back of the blue whale, blows the long whale song into the city, blows into this midsummer continent, and cannot blow away the people's hearts condensed in the floating world with wishes.

Xiaojie managed to break free from the kiss that almost suffocated him, his face flushed, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, he was almost hurt internally.

But his attention was quickly diverted because there was blood on the guide's fair profile.

The sentinel's eyes sharpened, like a drawn sword, more murderous than the angry guide: "Are you injured? Did your family hit you?"

Qi Ya didn't expect this development, and grabbed him back: "Wait, it's nothing, it's just a custom."

He shook his thumb at Xiaojie, there was a small cut on it, and the bleeding had stopped.

"What custom?"

"I made a promise with my dad." Qi Ya replied.

A question mark appeared on Xiaojie's face.

"You don't need to know." The guide who had already calmed down lowered his eyelashes to look at his golden-orange eyes, which seemed to be smeared with honey under the sun.

He smiled slightly.

The wind gently brushes over their eyebrows and hair. It has just rained in this midsummer day. The sun breaks free from the remaining haze and falls on a small white flower on the boundless thorns, like a flower from the universe. The star who fell and lay quietly on the top of the mountain.

"Have you heard my heartbeat?" Qi Ya said suddenly.

Xiaojie shook his head.

"It's nothing."

He just suddenly understood why Kurapika answered his question with this seemingly ambiguous rhetorical question.

Although I never cared about this matter...

But it doesn't stop my heart from beating with you.

Qi Ya took his hand, "Go home?"

These two words obviously made Xiaojie happy all of a sudden. He shook Qi Ya's hand and nodded vigorously: "Yes! Go home! Go back and make up for the wedding!"

Qi Ya didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, his ears turned red.

Xiaojie shook his hand: "Qi Ya!"

He rubbed his burning ear with the cut of his thumb, stopped, leaned over and covered Xiaojie's lips again, and after a long time, he breathed out a breath of relief from his heart vaguely.He rubbed his smooth forehead affectionately, and responded softly: "Okay."

they got married.

END.