Chapter 20 Chapter Seventeen

These three people have very different shapes, and they look very uncoordinated under the night.The old lady was wearing a dark red button-down Tang suit, with silver hair all over her head, and her eyes were almost invisible; the young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, two clusters of plateau red on his cheekbones, and a brand-new Nike tracksuit, which was very formal and not big. It fits well; the monk looks to be in his thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and if he takes off his robes, he looks like a young lecturer at a vice university. When Qin Yi saw the old lady, he trembled like a mouse seeing a cat.Luo Zhongxia, who was beside her, touched the big bag on the back of her head, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "You wanted to kill me just now, but now you want me to help you?"

"This moment, that moment." Qin Yi's tone was weak, but his mouth was still righteous, "If you don't help me, everyone will die." "Anyway, I'm dead on both sides. It would be nice to have you as a companion." Luo Zhongxia had the upper hand mentally, and his words were much more relaxed.Qin Yi glanced at him, gritted his silver teeth secretly, and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Tell me, how many nights will you stay with?" "Depend on!" Luo Zhongxia blushed, and immediately choked back.Although this woman always wanted to put himself to death, he still couldn't hate her to the end. Could it be that he was really confused by her appearance?This is indeed a fatal weakness for contemporary male college students.

The three people over there had already approached slowly, and the old lady suddenly said, "Miss Qin on the opposite side, long time no see." The voice came from tens of meters away. voice. Qin Yi's face sank like water, she remained silent, and stepped back slightly behind Luo Zhongxia.At this time, the monk leaned his head over and said respectfully to the old lady, "Teacher, please take a rest first, let me negotiate." The old lady nodded and put her hands in her sleeves. The boy looked at her uneasily, There was no sound. The monk adjusted his glasses, patted his robes, and took a step forward, "Miss Qin, we had a hard time finding you."

The corner of Qin Yi's mouth twitched, and finally said: "I said earlier, you are looking for the wrong person." "Be honest, Miss Qin, you have worked in a big foreign company for so long, you should understand this simple truth, right?" The monk had a kind expression on his face, and he even combed his non-existent hair with his fingers a little comically. "No, it's not. You can't look at things, what does it have to do with me?" Qin Yi changed his usual coquettish manner, and his expression became serious. The monk was not in a hurry, and took another step forward, "Miss Qin, you and I know it well, so why are you performing Shakespeare here? Since I found you today, I should ask you clearly. Our Wei family has always To be reasonable, a good person will not be wronged.” He paused, and then added, “Nor will a bad person be spared.”

When Luo Zhongxia heard it from the side, his heart skipped a beat, why are they also members of the Wei family?Originally, he didn't want to help Qin Yi, so he left, but when he heard that the other party was the Wei family, he hesitated instead. Qin Yi took a step back vigilantly, and his right hand touched the unicorn pendant on his chest.The monk noticed this small gesture, smiled slightly, and said again: "It seems that Miss Qin, you don't want to cry when you see the coffin." "You don't know anything." "We know everything." The monk smiled and took another step forward.

This step was lifted lightly, the footsteps landed seemingly silently, but with great strength, the dust in the air trembled slightly. Qin Yi's complexion changed suddenly, as if the already tense nerves had been cut off by the shock, the spiritual power in his whole body gushed out like champagne with the cork unplugged, and soon merged into a brilliant magic brush, floating on the Mid-empty, clearly carved. The monk looked up, sighed, and said, "Sure enough, it's a lin horn, Miss Qin, you're not asking yourself for it." Obviously it was his step that forced out Qin Yi's pen spirit, but he still said it as if Qin Yi took the initiative.Although she was very angry, she didn't dare to answer, she could only stare fiercely at the monk's bald head, and her plump breasts fluctuated.

The monk was about to say something, when the brush of the unicorn suddenly stood up, and countless tiny locks of the unicorn flew out, rushing towards the monk overwhelmingly.The monk didn't dodge, just put his hands together silently.When Linjiao Xiaosuo rushed a foot in front of him, he could no longer move forward, as if blocked by an invisible arc shield, and it crackled like rain hitting the plastic shed for a while. When the offensive stopped, the monk took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said in an admiring tone: "Miss Qin's unicorn horn is so powerful, it can be seen that Zhang Hua's understanding is won, and he does not belong to him." He then changed his tone Li, "You and Linjiao are in harmony with each other in spirituality, and you are happy with both pens and pens, so you should treat yourself and others—you took away those two tubes of spiritual pens privately, causing the empty pens to be dusty, and you can't recognize the master and return to the clan. How can you feel at ease?"

"Bah! It's as if you are sure to find the real master!" Qin Yi couldn't help but spit. "What is it often said in my favorite American TV series?" The monk tapped his head, and then spit out a series of English: "It is not your business anyway." At this moment, Luo Zhongxia couldn't help reminding Qin Yi, "Hey, look around you." Only then did Qin Yi, who was busy arguing with the monk, realize that the old lady and the boy had stood behind and beside him at some point, forming a circle with the monk, enclosing the two of them. The monk said: "Miss Qin, have you reached this point, are you still holding on?"

The three of them took a step forward tacitly and narrowed the encirclement.Qin Yi looked around, the three of them refused to let go, and Luo Zhongxia didn't seem to intend to cooperate, knowing that there was no room for change today, she couldn't help frowning her crescent eyebrows, quite like "sitting deeply and frowning crescent eyebrows" - just It's a pity that Luo Zhongxia doesn't read poetry, so he can't appreciate it. The monk was about to step forward when the old lady suddenly said, "Peter, let Er Zhuzi do the work." The monk nodded and stepped back.When the young man heard the old lady's call, he was taken aback for a moment, then smirked foolishly, and turned his neck uncomfortably, as if he was made uncomfortable by the new Nike.

"Erzhuzi, go knock Miss Qin out." The young man hummed, stepped forward, and said to Qin Yi seriously, "I'm going to hit you." Luo Zhongxia said that he didn't tell anyone before beating someone, and secretly raised his spirits to guard against it. Qinglian's posthumous pen vibrated in response. Qin Yi tugged at the corner of Luo Zhongxia's clothes and said, hurry up.Luo Zhongxia was still aggrieved about her sneak attack on him, and he hadn't decided whether to help or not, so he just snorted and stood still. It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, before Qin Yi could say a second word, the boy's fist had already arrived.This pair of fists can be said to come from the howling wind of a tiger, and the punch pressure is extremely powerful.Qin Yi didn't have time to block it with the rare pen, so he could only dodge it.The high-heeled shoes she was wearing tumbling a few times, her feet tilted, and she fell to the ground with an oops.Seeing this, the boy immediately stopped, and said to Qin Yi: "Get up, let's fight again."

Qin Yi didn't think much about it, and hurriedly got up from the ground. Before he could stand still, the boy's fist hit him again.The monk praised from outside the circle: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and Er Zhuzi's boxing skills have improved again." The old lady shook her head: "This kid has no kung fu, no tricks, and still needs some experience." Although Luo Zhongxia doesn't know how to do it, he can still tell.This young man doesn't have the slightest aura of penmanship in his whole body, it's pure outsider kung fu, and there is no fancy style at all, his every move is orderly and clear.If it didn't appear on this occasion, it would definitely be taken as a martial arts school in Henan. The epee has no sharp edge, and it has no skill. This simple and unpretentious boxing technique is continuous and uninterrupted. The wave after wave of attacks made Qin Yi tired of coping. There was no chance to breathe, and his black hair fluttered in disorder.Originally, Qin Yi was in charge of a rare pen, and such opponents were not to be taken seriously, but now there are two powerful enemies around, who may interfere at any time, forcing her not to be good at using the pen.If there is no pen spirit, how can an ordinary OL office worker be the opponent of a martial arts school boy. The two held each other for a while, the old lady got impatient, and shouted: "Er Zhuzi, hurry up, don't be afraid of hurting someone." When Qin Yi heard this, she was frightened out of her wits, she fled behind Luo Zhongxia in a panic, and dragged him Arms forward to block.Er Zhuzi was about to punch straight, when he suddenly saw an outsider coming in, he quickly stopped his move, and let go of his mighty punch. "Why did you stop?" the old lady asked. "Grandma, you told me to beat Miss Qin, but you didn't say you wanted to beat him." Er Zhuzi replied, pointing at Luo Zhongxia in a low voice. The old lady and the monk named Peter looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while. Qin Yi saw that there was a gap to take advantage of, rolled his eyes, and his slim body suddenly stood upright, his left arm wrapped around Luo Zhongxia's neck, the other hand tightly strangled his throat, and shouted: "Don't go forward, you know Who is he?" The three of them immediately focused their attention on Luo Zhongxia. Luo Zhongxia was suddenly attacked, and couldn't help being angry and anxious, struggling and saying angrily: "What are you doing?" Qin Yi didn't answer, and his fingers tightened. Peter wiped his glasses, and said in surprise, "Miss Qin, you brought this gentleman here, why did you threaten us with him instead?" Qin Yi freed up one hand to lift his messy long hair and clip it to the ear, and sneered, "This person has a lot to do with you." "Oh, I'd love to hear more about it." Qin Yi said word by word: "What resides in his body is Qinglian's posthumous writing!" As soon as the words came out, the audience was shocked.When the old lady and the monk heard the words "Qinglian's posthumous writing", they all looked like Weng Zhong's stone carvings, and they stayed there for a while, unable to speak.At this moment, the grove turned into Madame Tussauds' wax museum. Five people stood still, but there was no sound at all. There was a faint sound of wind coming from the sky, and even the air flow seemed a bit mysterious. Monk Peter regained his sanity first, his eyes widened: "Miss Qin, is what you said true?" Qin Yi put more strength in his hands, and shouted sharply: "That's right, Qinglian's last pen is in his body at this time. If you force me again, I will kill him first, and then Qinglian will fly out, No one can take it anymore." "But how can we trust you, Qinglian's posthumous pen is inside this person?" "Then you can come over and have a try." Qin Yi said coldly.Luo Zhongxia was tricked by her time and time again, and now she is still threatening herself, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to use Qinglian's posthumous writing to fight back.But Qin Yi pinched his throat, making his breathing difficult, and he couldn't breathe out the spirit of the pen because of the insufficiency.Luo Zhongxia had no choice but to swear, pouring out all the swear words he usually heard on the school field and dormitory. Qin Yi turned a deaf ear to it, but Monk Peter frowned when Luo Zhongxia scolded him more and more, "Taibai is chic and elegant, with the air of banishing an immortal, but this gentleman's manners are not so good... Hehe. Miss Qin said that he was the official of Qinglian's posthumous writing, I'm afraid it's hard to agree." "Don't you believe me?" Qin Yi twirled his fingers, creating a rare lock, and without saying a word, slammed it directly into Luo Zhongxia's mouth.As the saying goes: "There is no one in the world who can wait for the worst suffering, like Ling Chi and the dentist." The dental nerve is the most sensitive part of the human body to pain. As soon as it is locked by the lin horn, infinite pain rushes into it. Not as good. Luo Zhongxia uttered an earth-shattering wail, and a burst of divine power burst out from nowhere, breaking free from Qin Yi's shackles at once, and Qinglian's posthumous pen was also forced out of her body by the amazing force generated by the pain, turning into Qinglian Bloom in mid-air. The old lady looked up, her eyes that had been narrowed into a slit suddenly widened, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she seemed to be unable to control herself.Monk Peter was also stunned, as if his soul had been taken away by the green lotus.Only the second pillar was not affected. He saw Qin Yi retreating quietly, and hurriedly said to the old lady: "Grandma, Miss Qin has escaped, why don't we chase after her?" The old lady ignored her and looked up at the sky.Seeing the opportunity, Qin Yi didn't care about his Passat, turned around and ran, stumbled and disappeared in the darkness after a while.Erzhuzi watched her go, then looked at his grandmother's abnormal state, scratched his scalp, looking very dazed. This pain lasted for about three seconds, but to Luo Zhongxia it seemed as long as three semesters.By the time he recovered from the chaos, he was sweating profusely, and his facial muscles were sore from excessive twisting. The old lady suddenly murmured: "Qinglian is alive... It seems that the rumors are true." With a sway, Monk Peter hurriedly supported her, took out a small plastic bottle from his arms, took out a white tablet and gave her to swallow. Concerned: "Teacher, your heart is not good, don't get too excited." "Qinglian is in this world, how can you tell me to be as calm as water." The old lady glanced at him, "Besides, don't you yourself?" Monk Peter looked down, holding the cap in one hand and the bottle in the other, but he couldn't turn it. superior.The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed at Qinglian's posthumous pen in the sky, and said: "I only know that I am dying, and I will listen to the legend of Qinglian pen like those ancestors, regretting and sighing, and grow old all my life. Who would have thought that at the end of the day It’s really great to be able to see Qinglian in this world at the age of 2000!” The old lady suddenly became very talkative, her eyes sparkling.It was rare for Er Zhuzi to see grandma so happy, so he grinned and giggled. Monk Peter turned his head and looked at Luo Zhongxia. A light flashed in his eyes behind the lens: "Then we only need to solve one problem now." Only then did Luo Zhongxia realize that Qin Yi had left, but now he had to face three enemies.Three strong enemies. He had to slap himself in the heart, and swallowed the vow and blood that he would never use the Qinglian pen again. He must fight, in the name of Li Bai. At the same time, in the intensive care building of the Third City Hospital, a man and a woman remained where they were. Yan Zheng walked back and forth in the corridor with his hands in his pockets, occasionally squinting at Xiao Rong.Xiaorong has been silent since Luo Zhongxia left, like a crystal clear jade statue, beautiful is beautiful, but not angry.Yan Zheng wanted to make her talk, but he only got nodding and shaking his head, so he had to give up. "Hey, it's really a young man's heart. What's the point of being confused by one another." Yan Zheng muttered to himself, patted his head helplessly, and wandered towards the depths of the corridor.At this time, the principal, Luo Zhongxia, had already left, and Zheng He was lying comfortably in the ward. If Xiao Rong hadn't stayed here, Yan Zheng would have left long ago.He is a restless person, now that he has no major enemies and Xiao Rong refuses to talk, he just wanders around and chats to pass the time. To be honest, there is really nothing to visit in this building. It is all light green walls, dark carpets, and the doors and windows are all born by the same mother.And different from ordinary wards, there are no photos of the female nurses on duty on the walls here, only some art paintings that Yan Zheng has no interest in hanging. He was strolling boredly, when suddenly there was a slight sound of closing the door behind him.He turned his head and saw that the little nurse who was guiding the way during the day was coming out of a room with a medical record in his arms. "Hey, we are really destined." Yan Zheng walked over with a smile, and extended his hand to say hello. The little nurse saw him, and wondered, "Why are you, you haven't left yet?" "It is said that people with pure hearts can see angels in white clothes at night in this building, so I came to try my luck." The little nurse curled her lips, "Hey, you are so glib, and you still say your heart is pure." Yan Zheng raised his hands high and said aggrievedly: "If your heart is not pure, how could you be on duty by such a coincidence?" "Bringing this up!" The little nurse's round face immediately became very annoyed, "It's all your fault, I have to work overtime today." "Hey? Are you working overtime for me?" Yan Zheng made an exaggerated gesture of surprise half-truthfully.The little nurse glared at him and threw the medical chart into his face. "Look, since you touched my patient in the afternoon, he has become abnormal!" Yan Zheng originally had a playful smile on his face, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately restrained his frivolous expression and turned serious.The little nurse thought he was frightened, so she chuckled, raised her hand and slapped him on the shoulder, "Coward, I scared you, how can you have that ability." "what 's the truth?" "Originally, my patient had just had surgery on his leg two days ago. I pushed the cart and took him out to get some air. Later, you asked for directions and helped him cover the quilt by the way. As soon as you left, I found the patient's leg The sutures that had been sutured were all open! The surgical incision was also torn open, and the side was as new as if it had just been opened—this was rushed to the intensive care unit, and I kept tossing it until very late, so I had no choice but to I stayed to take care of it.” "..." Yan Zheng stretched out his ten fingers to look and look, lost in thought.When fighting the five-color pen, both Luo Zhongxia and himself were saved by the nameless pen, and the healing function should be unquestionable; but the five-color pen official and the patient of the little nurse came into contact with his red finger light, but they all died. It's over. In the end, can this pen of mine cure diseases and save lives, or add chaos to the flames? "Hey, what are you thinking?" the little nurse yelled in Yan Zheng's ear.Yan Zheng woke up suddenly and smiled awkwardly at her. "You man, you are glib and absent-minded for a while, how can you strike up a conversation like this?" The little nurse took back the medical record, raised her wrist to check the time, "Give you a chance, I will take over soon, please let me Go for supper." "Supper..." Yan Zheng wanted to go, but suddenly thought that Xiao Rong was still there alone, so he hesitated.The little nurse urged: "Hey, make up your mind quickly, or I will go by myself. Some people lined up to invite me to eat." Yan Zheng was a little embarrassed at first, but suddenly he thought about it, this is actually a good opportunity.This little nurse is chattering, lively and cheerful, maybe she can make Xiaorong talk a little bit, the two girls are together, it's easy to talk about anything.No matter what, it's better than she is now like a terracotta warrior. After the plan was established, Yan Zheng said to the little nurse: "Then let your Japanese friend line up first, I have an appointment with you in the afternoon." "Japanese friend?" The little nurse was puzzled. "That's right, didn't you just say that there is a Japanese called "Some people" waiting in line to treat you to dinner?" "How disgusting! This joke is so cold!" Yan Zheng saw that the atmosphere was good, so he lost no time to go over, "By the way, I have a friend in this building, let's call them together." "Boyfriend and girlfriend? I just saw that there are three of you." The little nurse flickered her big eyes, full of gossip. "Girl, female friend." Yan Zheng raised his index finger and emphasized seriously. The two chatted and laughed all the way to the corridor near Zheng He's ward.As soon as he turned the corner, Yan Zheng froze in place. On the sofa were Xiaorong's cell phone and a page of notes.The mobile phone is covered with ice and snow, and it has frozen into a lump; the note is plain white, with a few lines of beautiful handwriting on it. And Xiaorong has disappeared, leaving only the empty corridor, covered with cold frost.The moonlight poured in outside the window, reflecting the traces of ice and snow on the carpet that had not yet melted away, glittering and translucent, like the ghosts of remaining tears that refused to fall... And Yan Zheng's cell phone rang suddenly at this moment.