Chapter 6 Chapter Six

"Are you Mr. Fang Bin?" Luo Zhongxia turned around in astonishment, and saw a man looking at him with surprise.This person was wearing a black suit, with a fair complexion, and he was tall and thin, making him look like a brush with a white hair and a black stem.What is particularly eye-catching is the Jackie Chan-style big nose on his face, with wide nose wings, which are not in harmony with the narrow face. It took Luo Zhongxia ten seconds to remember that Fang Bin was the former owner of the dotting pen.But Fang Bin's driver's license was kept in his pocket all the time, and the two of them didn't look alike at all. How could this person mistake him for Fang Bin?

Luo Zhongxia sized up the visitor suspiciously, "You...recognized the wrong person, right?" The man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Didn't you call and say that you will come to Shanghai today and let me pick you up? My family has been looking forward to seeing you." "You must have admitted your mistake." Luo Zhongxia replied coldly, turning his gaze away, hoping that Erzhuzi or Yan Zheng would come back quickly. The man pointed to his nose unwillingly: "My name is Zhuge Yihui, you really don't remember?" When Luo Zhongxia heard the word "Zhuge", his heart skipped a beat, thinking that it was not such a coincidence... that he would meet someone from Zhuge's family in Shanghai.

Seeing that Luo Zhongxia still refused to admit it, Zhuge Yihui couldn't help feeling a little anxious.He grabbed Luo Zhongxia and said in a low voice, "There are no outsiders here, don't worry." Seeing this person stalking, Luo Zhongxia couldn't help smiling wryly, "Why do you insist that I'm Fang Bin?" Zhuge Yihui pinched his nose, and said a little proudly: "My nose is good at identifying the characteristics of pen spirits. I can smell the dotted pen on your body, and I can smell it at a distance of more than ten meters. Who knows the dotted pen? "

Luo Zhongxia's right hand trembled, trying to make himself look normal. Zhuge Yihui also said to himself: "To be honest, when you called me, I was quite surprised. I thought, Mr. Fang, that you are willing to go south. It is really rare. Our family members are very excited, especially my sister. The Red House has ordered a table of meals for you, and specially prepared your favorite baked salmon with cheese." Faced with this embarrassing and dangerous situation, Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to slowly push Zhuge Yihui away, repeating what he said just now: "I'm sorry, you must have identified the wrong person." In order to avoid further harassment, he took out his ID card , "My name is Luo Zhongxia. And I'm not going to Shanghai, I'm going to Shaoxing."

Zhuge Yihui's nose suddenly began to shake rapidly, his complexion changed, and he couldn't help taking a step back. "You...you still have a pen spirit?" Luo Zhongxia felt that Qinglianbi seemed to wake up from hibernation, but it was really not the time.With a wave of Zhuge Yihui's hand, a black Cadillac ignored the prohibition signs and rushed towards the two of them, almost knocking down Luo Zhongxia's luggage on the ground.The square manager with a red hoop next to him was about to come over to stop him, but when he saw the sign in front of the car, he walked away in despair.Get out of the car are two men in the same costume as Zhuge Yihui, with big arms and round waist, and wearing sunglasses, they look like bodyguards of the underworld.The two stood in front of Luo Zhongxia, covering even the sunlight.

Zhuge Yihui pointed to Luo Zhongxia: "Catch him into the car." His tone was cold and murderous, completely different from his attitude just now. Two bodyguards stretched out their big hands, each pinching Luo Zhongxia's shoulders.This squeeze was probably extremely powerful, let alone two hands, Luo Zhongxia only felt his body lighten, he was lifted up, and before he had time to resist, he was thrown into the back seat of the car.Zhuge Yihui and the two bodyguards also got into the car. The driver turned the steering wheel, and the tires rubbed against the ground making harsh noises, and drove towards the exit of the square.

When the Cadillac was about to approach the square exit, the driver suddenly felt a slight sinking on the right side. He knew from experience that the rear wheel on the right side of the car was deflated.But Zhuge Yihui pressed his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Keep driving." As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, the car didn't stop.But the car tilted slightly on the left side immediately, and this time it was the left front wheel's turn. Fortunately, the initial speed of the car was relatively slow, so even if two tires blew out successively, the driver could still grasp the direction.It's just that he stepped on the brakes out of habit and made a big mistake.

There were two more puffs, the right front wheel and the left rear wheel were hit successively.The whole car swayed a few times, stopped a few meters away from the road, and crashed into a lamp post with no difficulty.A piece of the lamp post was immediately sunken in, but the front of the car was unscathed. It really was a good car. Zhuge Yihui saw a figure appearing in front of the car, tall and tall, with two white eyebrows as white as the first snow.There is a faint ray of light behind it. Although the shape cannot be seen clearly, it is certain that it is a pen spirit. The car window shattered, and the tempered glass shattered into countless obtuse fragments.This time, Zhuge Yihui saw clearly that what flew over just now was a feather of light, which pierced the front windshield of the car, penetrated slightly from his body in the compartment, and then shattered the rear window of the car .

The two bodyguards were very dedicated, and before he could speak, they had already opened the door and rushed out of the car.Zhuge Yihui didn't move, his nose flared, his brain was running fast, all the spirit patterns of the pen spirits were memorized in his mind, and they were matched with the pen spirits in front of him one by one. "Are you from Zhuge's family?" the visitor asked. This sentence seemed to inject a light into Zhuge Yihui's mind. He suddenly woke up, rushed out of the car and shouted eagerly: "Don't answer his words!" It was too late, and the two bodyguards shouted in unison: "Exactly!"

As soon as the words fell, the two bodyguards had collapsed to the ground, unconscious.In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a short moment, but in fact the spirits of those two people had already been pulled into the realm of melting feathers and cut hundreds of times by Nezha Guangyu. "What about you?" Rong Yu turned his gaze to Zhuge Yihui. Zhuge Yihui kept silent, he knew that once he opened his mouth to speak, he might bump into the rhyme set by Canglang pen, and be caught in the realm to be slaughtered.He also knows that Yan Yu criticizes poetry all his life, but he himself has no poetic talent, so the light feather in reality has no lethality to the human body.

Rong Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile that could not be described as approving or mocking. At this time, many people in the square had noticed this strange car accident, and some even started to call the police with their mobile phones.Zhuge Yihui originally just came to pick Fang Bin to a banquet, but he didn't expect to encounter an enemy, and he was still a pen official, so he was no match at all on his own. "Damn...if they're here..." He suddenly moved sideways, grabbed Luo Zhongxia who had climbed out of the car, strangled his neck with his arms, and expressed his determination to Rong Yu with his movements—but he immediately realized Made a big mistake myself. This young man who was mistaken for Fang Bin, the pen spirit surging in his body at this time did not match any known pen spirit pattern.Without allowing Zhuge Yihui to make further comparisons, a huge force erupted from the young man's body, accompanied by a low-pitched verse, slowly pushing his body into the air.That is a poem by Li Bai. The waves are raging and the mountains are towering. "Qinglian pen?" The last trace of Zhuge Yihui's conscious thought, then his vision went dark... ※※※ ...Elegant light music filled the air, and waiters in black tuxedos shuttled back and forth with wine and food plates.There were not many guests in the restaurant today. There were four people sitting at a long table in the red house, one woman and three men. There were five sets of knives and forks on the table, and two chairs were empty. "Brother Ikki and Mr. Fang, why aren't you here?" The little boy complained impatiently, and at the same time glanced enviously at the steak that was being cut by a customer on the table next to him. Immediately, his head was knocked by the elder sister next to him: "It's the first time I meet Teacher Fang, don't embarrass the Zhuge family!" The little boy turned his face back muttering: "Obviously you want to see..." His sister blushed and reached out to knock again, but this time the little boy avoided it, and shouted: "I'm shy, I'm shy !" "Twenty, stop making trouble, this is a western restaurant." The old man knocked on the table with a loving face.He was wearing a purple Tang suit, which was somewhat incompatible with the European-style decoration.Only the young man sitting at the corner of the table did not speak. He silently folded his hands and caressed a dark yellow ring on the little finger of his right hand absently. "From the train station to here, including the traffic jam time, it should be here now." My sister raised her snow-white and slender wrist and looked at her watch, feeling a little uneasy. The old man patted her on the shoulder: "Nineteen, stay calm and don't be impatient. There is a saying in ancient times that if Mount Tai collapses in front, the color will not change, and the elk will rise to the left without blinking. Look at Zilong." The young man raised his head, forced a smile and said, "I've never met Mr. Fang, so I can't compare with my nineteenth sister." Nineteen spat at him, but didn't say anything. He picked up a cup filled with ice water and pressed it to his fair cheeks, hoping to relieve the unexplained heat on his face, but the turmoil in his heart could not be helped. Depressed. At this moment, the door outside the restaurant was slammed open, and then there were hurried footsteps and shouts from the waiter.All four of them looked in that direction and saw Zhuge Yihui striding in, regardless of the obstruction of the two male waiters.His suit collar was torn, his hair was disheveled, and blood was still streaming from his forehead. Nineteen eagerly asked first: "Brother Yihui, where is Mr. Fang? Have you seen him?" Zhuge Yihui nodded, then shook his head again. "Did I see it or didn't see it!?" Nineteen grabbed his hands, trembling slightly. "I saw the finishing touch pen." Zhuge Yihui replied in a low voice. Nineteen breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed, "Where is Mr. Fang?" "I saw the finishing touch pen, but I didn't see Mr. Fang." Zhuge Yihui slowly spit out the last half of the sentence. Nineteen's complexion immediately turned pale, and he could hardly stand upright. Even the old man in Tang suit frowned.They are all descendants of the Bizhong, and they know that the Biling and the host are in a mutual life relationship, and they will never die.Now Zhuge Yihui said that he saw the finishing touch pen, but he didn't see Fang Bin, the implication is self-evident.Even the kid named "Twenty" became panicked, only the young man in the corner kept his original expression. "Then how did you see the finishing touch pen?" the old man asked while pressing Nineteen's shoulders to calm her down. Zhuge Yihui recounted what happened in the square, and just as he finished speaking, Nineteen suddenly shouted in a shrill voice: "It must be them, it must be them who killed Teacher Fang and stole the finishing touch!!" This sound even overwhelmed the restaurant's music for a moment, and the waiters and guests all looked over in surprise.The old man signaled Nineteen to restrain himself, "Don't jump to conclusions before things are clear." Zhuge Yihui touched his nose habitually, and added: "That person seems to be wearing a Qinglian pen, so my judgment should be right." "Qinglian?" The old man was taken aback, "I have indeed heard that Qinglian is alive. But Lao Li hasn't given any instructions yet. What are they doing in Shanghai?" "They are going to Shaoxing, I heard from that person named Luo Zhongxia." Zhuge Yihui replied, and smashed the wall bitterly, "It's a pity that I went to pick up Mr. Fang, so I didn't have any preparations, otherwise how could I let him go?" He escaped!" Nineteen suddenly picked up the handbag without saying a word, and walked outside.The old man hurriedly stopped her: "Nineteen, where are you going?" Nineteen turned around, with a terrible calm after extreme anger, completely different from the shy and graceful just now. "I'm going to Shaoxing, I want to avenge Teacher Fang!" Her eyes turned red, a red that transcended sadness and anger. The old man was silent for a while. He knew that the child was very stubborn, and once he made up his mind, he would never change it.So he said to Nineteen: "It's too dangerous for you to go alone, let Yihui and Ou Zilong follow you. Yihui can recognize pens, Zilong has Lingyun pens, and can take care of you. I'll go back and tell Lao Li that since Once the Qinglian pen is here, it can't let it slip away." Hearing the call, the young man slowly got up from the corner, and a wolf-like look began to flash in his eyes. ※※※ "Shaoxing was called Kuaiji in ancient times and belonged to Yuezhou. It used to be the capital of the Yue State in the Spring and Autumn Period of our country. It has a history of more than 2,400 years. It is a famous historical and cultural city in our country. There are many lakes, rivers, and awning boats. In the meantime, stone bridges straddle it, forming a unique water town scenery, which is a famous Jiangnan water town in my country. The ancient road of Jiangnan water town is like "black tiles and white walls, deep alleys and different tunes, people resting on the river, soft oars sound, flat boats babbling" Its amorous style has haunted many people who have lived in the reinforced concrete jungle of the city for a long time.” This is the introduction of Shaoxing printed on the tourist map. It is written vividly and fascinating to read.It's a pity that the readers are not interested in traveling in mountains and rivers, chewing peonies, which is a waste of the author's painstaking efforts. When Luo Zhongxia and his party arrived at Keqiao, Shaoxing, it was already late, and there was also a drizzle, and the whole town was shrouded in a vague mist, which was quite artistic.However, if it is according to Yan Zheng's preferences, he probably only wants to get "the court ladies are like flowers all over the spring palace, but now only partridges are flying"... Regarding the inexplicable attack they encountered in the square just now, they did not discuss the result along the way.Luo Zhongxia and Yan Zheng are basically laymen. The two pillars are slow in speech, and they can't see. Only Rong Yu can see clearly, and he doesn't bother to tell Luo Zhongxia and the others. For Rong Yu's rescue, Luo Zhongxia reluctantly thanked him, but the latter just said indifferently that it was just work.At that time, things happened too fast, only Rong Yu responded as quickly as possible, this was indeed a very professional performance, even Yan Zheng had to admit it. "Let me just say, as your elder brother, you will inherit some of your younger sister's advantages." Yan Zheng said to Ranran, and Ranran clapped her hands and laughed.Yan Zheng noticed that this girl has a strange characteristic, that is, she likes to turn her head slightly before speaking, trying to listen to something.Although most blind people have this habit, it seems that what they listen to is not speech, but other things that cannot be perceived.He once asked about it, but he only jokingly asked back: "What can I hear? Is your heart beating?" Rong Yu had been walking at the back of the team, keeping a certain distance from them, and hadn't heard this sentence, otherwise she would have warned Ran Ran to stay away from Yan Zheng.While rejoicing, Yan Zheng felt a little pity at the same time. He looked back and saw Rong Yu covering his eyes with a hat and rubbing his tall nose constantly. "What's up with him?" Ran Ran mysteriously approached Yan Zheng's ear, and whispered: "Don't tell my brother that I said it, he has rhinitis, and he will suffer from it when it blows and rains, when flowers bloom and leaves fall." "Hey, it seems that the top students are not so perfect." Yan Zheng couldn't help turning his neck to take another look, and happened to meet the eyes of Rong Yu who raised his head.Rong Yu saw that Yan Zheng was staring at him, and quickly put his hand off his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.This made Yan Zheng very proud. On the way, they consulted the tourist brochure and found that Yongxin Temple is no longer called Yongxin Temple.This temple was first built in the Jin Dynasty. Its original name was Yunmen Temple. It was renamed Yongxin in Nanliang, and later changed to Chunhua Temple in Song Dynasty. It was destroyed by war at the end of Song Dynasty.It was not until the Ming Dynasty that it was rebuilt that the name of Yunmen Temple was changed back. According to the manual, Yunmen Temple is only 16 kilometers away from the foot of Qinwang Mountain in the south of Shaoxing City.It was getting late at this time, so everyone agreed to settle down in the town first, and then go early the next morning. "As long as you find the Tomb of Returning Pens tomorrow, the Qinglian Pen on your body can be returned." Erzhuzi told Luo Zhongxia that he was very happy for him.Luo Zhongxia only hummed, and felt joy in his heart. Although there were no twists and turns along the way, he was always anxious, especially after being attacked by Zhuge's family, he was like a frightened bird, and wanted to get rid of this as soon as possible. The idea of ​​"cumbersomeness" is getting stronger and stronger. "When I return the pen, no matter what happens to it, it has nothing to do with me." Rong Yu who was walking behind couldn't help but pause when he heard this sentence, and an elusive look flashed in his eyes under his white eyebrows. They found a youth hotel in Shaoxing, and when they checked in, the phone rang in Rong Yu's arms.He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, glanced at the four people who were still checking in, and walked out by himself, making sure that there was no one around and whispered: "Hello..." It wasn't until all the formalities were completed that they got their respective room keys that Rong Yu came back with a solemn expression.Yan Zheng shook the two key cards in his hand, and said with a smile, "Of course I have a room by myself. But I will give you a chance, you can choose one of me, Luo Zhongxia and Er Zhuzi to stay overnight." Rong Yu snorted coldly, didn't even look at it, went straight to the counter and took a credit card: "Open a single room, far away from the few rooms just now." Yan Zheng shrugged, so he had to explain himself: "That's okay , I can have my own room." Luo Zhongxia and Er Zhuzi lived in the same room.Today he was in the car almost all day, and there was an episode where he was almost kidnapped. His limbs were exhausted, and he climbed into bed directly after taking a shower.The second pillar on the other bed was already snoring loudly. Suddenly, a "beep" sounded in the room. Luo Zhongxia grabbed the phone and found a text message coming in.It was an unknown number, and only six characters were written: "The back door of the hotel, now." "Could it be Xiao Rong?" Luo Zhongxia was pleasantly surprised. Since Xiaorong reminded him to come to Shaoxing, he naturally kept observing in the dark.So he hurriedly put on his clothes and pushed the door to go out.Luo Zhongxia has always felt guilty towards Xiaorong, and now that he has the opportunity to meet, he must not miss it.He even thought about what to say for the first sentence in his stomach. He grabbed a passer-by waiter, asked the route and ran away. The back door of the hotel is actually a staff passageway, surrounded by sundries on both sides, and only a dim light hanging on the top, compared with the cleanliness and cleanliness of the front desk, it is a completely different world. Luo Zhongxia walked to the back door, slowed down his pace, looked around, and couldn't help beating wildly in his heart. A man steps out of the shadows. It wasn't Xiaorong, it was a man with two white eyebrows that stood out even in this light. "The clan issued an order, let me take you back, regardless of life or death." Rong Yu's voice was as indifferent as ever.