Chapter 9 fourth quarter

"What's wrong with you, it looks like you haven't slept all night." Zhang Shengyin asked, "Played games all night?" "It's okay, occasionally insomnia," Feng Si forced a smile, rubbing his dark circles, "a common disease of modern urbanites." "Go back and rest for a day," Zhang Shengyin said, "Your performance has been very good recently, even if you really want to force me to treat you as an ordinary employee, I have to be a little bit human, right?" "Thank you, boss," Feng Si cupped his hands, "but I won't be able to sleep when I go back, so I might as well be busy in the company, maybe I'll be sleepy after work."

"That's fine, anyway, don't hold on, you can go back at any time." Zhang Shengyin said. Feng Si really couldn't sleep.In the past, when he saw the vulgar line in novels or film and television dramas, "When I close my eyes, I see her shadow all over my eyes", he would always mock and sarcasm contemptuously in his heart.But now, he truly experienced this situation. He couldn't fall asleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help thinking about everything related to Jiang Mi, sometimes it was those sweet memories, and sometimes it was Jiang Mi's cold reprimand to him, which made his emotions rise and fall to the bottom. .

He even began to regret that he shouldn't have gone to Jiang Mi at all.It’s not that bad just thinking about it in my heart, but when I actually saw Jiang Mi’s face, it was like casting a big net into the frozen lake of memory, and all the big fish, small fish and fry were caught on the net, tumbling endlessly in my mind . Love is such a fucking torture, Fons beat his head in pain. He drank two cups of strong black coffee, his tongue felt like it was going to be numb from the bitterness, but his spirit lifted a little.At this time, the phone rang, and the caller was Ziwei Doushu Master and Huahua Taoist Zhu Qingsan who had just signed a contract with the company two days ago.As an online scammer, Feng Si just cheated some money by marketing Weibo. This Zhu Qingsan not only made money, but also had a bad deed of deceiving sex. Feng Si disdained his character a lot.However, disdain is nothing but disdain. Zhu Qingsan may bring huge traffic and influence to the company after all.

"Master Zhu, what's the matter?" Feng Si asked. "I have a fellow Taoist who practiced Taoism together. Although he has never been on the Internet, his Taoism is actually deeper than mine," Zhu Qingsan said seriously, "I introduced your website to him, and he was a little moved. This is also a good opportunity to promote Taoism.” "I understand. Of course we warmly welcome the master you introduced." Feng Si said.Of course he knew that Zhu Qingsan was talking nonsense in a serious manner. He just wanted to accept one more person from him on his website and give him more money.This is no problem. In order to keep the golden sign of Zhu Qingsan, such a budget has long been planned.

"Then are you free to come out to meet Xu Xu this morning?" Zhu Qingsan said, "My Taoist brother rarely comes to Beijing, and he is going to another place this afternoon. He really wants to meet and chat with you." But I really want to sleep, Feng Si thought, but he still made his voice on the phone sound very pleasant: "No problem, just tell me the location, and I'll be there right away." Fortunately, the location where Zhu Qingsan reported was not too far from the company. Feng Si drank another cup of black coffee, got in the car, and arrived at the hotel in fifteen minutes.

Anyway, he is also a master, and he actually lives in an express hotel, Feng Si thought in the elevator, it seems that this master's prestige is not very good, at least he is far worse than my father, Master Feng Qizhou. It wasn't until he entered the room that he realized how grand the grand master was - as soon as he entered the door, a pistol was aimed at his head.Zhu Qingsan was sitting in the corner of the room, tied firmly by a rope, with fear all over his face.But Feng Si couldn't care less about arguing with Zhu Qingsan anymore, his attention was completely on the gunman.This is an old acquaintance of his.

"Wei Chongyi, Dean Wei, I heard that you were captured by Liang Ye's family. Did they let you go or did you escape?" Feng Si asked calmly. The man on the opposite side sneered: "Let me go? Do you think the guards are running a charity fund?" "Then you are indeed very capable," Feng Si said, "you managed to escape from them." The man standing opposite Feng Si looked old and thin, with a stooped body, wrinkled face, most of his hair was gray, and he was panting.This is the owner of the abandoned mental hospital in the suburbs of Beijing, Wei Chongyi, the former assistant of Professor Hadley.A few months ago, Feng Si had contact with him, and with the help of the monster black cat "King Kong" raised by Wei Chongyi, he stimulated his moth marks.After that, Wei Chongyi was captured by Liang Ye, but now, he escaped.

"Although I don't have the strength to protect people, even ordinary people, but my mind is no worse than anyone else." Wei Chongyi's voice was faintly proud. "That is, just because you can tame King Kong, you are not an ordinary person..." Feng Si smiled, "Then, why are you pointing a pistol at me now?" "Although I escaped, people from the Liang family were chasing me, and other families also wanted to arrest me, and I failed to bring King Kong out," Wei Chongyi said, "I want you to help me hide, and then I will be captured by Liang Ye." Steal King Kong out for me."

"It sounds like I am omnipotent," Feng Si said, "Do you think I am Fan Liangyu? I can steal things from Liang Ye. Besides, am I so afraid of death? Do you think a gun Can you threaten me?" Wei Chongyi laughed darkly: "I know, you are not afraid of death, but the guards are particularly afraid of your death. So what I used to blackmail you was not this gun, but something." As he said that, he actually put down the gun. Feng Si was a little surprised: "One thing? What is it?" "I think you should have heard about Yuan Chuanjiang's condition before his death, right? Especially the wooden box." Wei Chongyi asked.

Of course Fons knew.Yuan Chuanjiang was a researcher who had been close to the truth of the world of the devil. Although he died in the Cultural Revolution, he was fascinated by a wooden box before he died.The wooden box contained a black magic flower that Feng Si had seen before. There were a few lines of strange symbols engraved on the box. Unfortunately, the interpretation of those symbols was not handed down. However, when Yuan Chuanjiang was beaten by the Red Guards before his death, the wooden box was lit, and the other part of the code was revealed in the fire, which made Yuan Chuanjiang suddenly enlightened, and finally guessed the true meaning of the code, and told him how to interpret it. The little friend he befriended, Mr. Li who later became a university teacher.It is a pity that Teacher Li also died in an accident. In the end, no one knows what those characters represent.

"I know. And then?" Fons asked. Wei Chongyi's smile became evil: "I know the content of the password on the wooden box." "What did you say?" Feng Si was taken aback, "How did you know?" "Those symbolic codes are an ancient text, and that Teacher Li also quietly left notes. Professor Hadley got Teacher Li's notes, and he also got the true meaning of that sentence," Wei Chongyi said, " And in this world, only I know where the record of that statement is hidden." "That's just a few lines of characters, what's the point?" Fons said. "According to Hadley, those few lines of characters contain very important hints, which may directly point to the mystery of the identity of the Demon King." Wei Chongyi said, "Although it is only a sentence or two, it may be the entire guardian world. Something that both the Dark Family world and the Dark Family dream of." Feng Si fell silent.He knew that Wei Chongyi was not exaggerating, and Lu Hanyi had also explained to him that although Yuan Chuanjiang was not a guardian and did not know the details of the guardian's world, he found some company guards through another path - archaeology. Something no one has mastered.Especially the sentence on the wooden box is likely to be the key to unveiling the veil of the devil. "So, I'm here to make a deal with you now," Wei Chongyi said, "as long as you agree to my conditions, I will give you the place where Hadley hid that sentence." "Do you know what that sentence is?" Feng Si asked abruptly. "I really want to know, but that place is a little far away from me, and I haven't had a chance to go there yet," Wei Chongyi said, "I'm old too, and I don't want to delve too deep into these secrets, I just want to be safe and secure with King Kong." Just leave quietly." Feng Si couldn't tell whether Wei Chongyi was telling the truth or a lie.Relying on his understanding of this emaciated but extremely cunning old man, he felt that Wei Chongyi had at least not completely told the truth, and there must be some lies.However, he could also judge that at least the words related to the password on the wooden box were true.Wei Chongyi hung this tempting bait on the hook, and Feng Si, the fat-headed fish, knew he was cheating, so he had no choice but to bite the hook. "I can agree to your request, but I don't think it's wise for you to seek my asylum," Feng Si said, "I'm in the surveillance center of the big families, maybe someone is watching you from the window right now .” "Not now, that's why I chose to meet you today, this may be the only chance," Wei Chongyi smirked again, "some things happened today, they probably can't be busy." "What's the matter?" Feng Si asked. "You help me find a place to hide first, and then I'll tell you, you'll be interested." Wei Chongyi looked confident. "Okay, okay, you are mighty, can I listen to you?" Feng Si said impatiently, "But, give me a few minutes, I want to chat with my friend." "Please go ahead." Wei Chongyi spread his hands, "But I really can't blame him, anyone who faces a pistol will inevitably have soft feet." "I'm sorry for you," Zhu Qingsan lowered his head and muttered, "but I can't die." "I didn't mean to blame you, Daoist Zhu," Feng Si came to Zhu Qingsan and patted him on the shoulder, "Just like Uncle Wei said, anyone who faces a gun will be weak." "If you deduct some from my salary, I have no objection." Zhu Qingsan still lowered his head. "That can't be done. You can pay as much as you agree, and you can't miss a penny," Feng Si said. "I just want to say, if you really feel guilty, I hope you can help me a little." A little busy." "Definitely! Definitely!" Zhu Qingsan nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "I haven't said anything yet, why did you agree so readily?" Feng Si said. "This Mr. Wei has a gun in his hand," Zhu Qingsan said, "and Mr. Wei with a gun in his hand has a request from you. How dare I refuse? As long as it doesn't want my head, I will do my best. .” "You're really good at playing with the wind, no wonder you can play so well." Wei Chongyi chuckled, "It seems that I was really lucky to pick you." "It's just an insignificant advantage." Zhu Qingsan puffed out his chest.