Turn of Time

Chapter 1 February 2019, 2

The halo on the fingertips flickered like bright fireworks, and the moment the black and gray ghost touched the light not far away, it let out a miserable scream, and then the body was penetrated by layers of light, and disappeared in a roar .

"Huh." Floating down on his toes, Zhao Yunlan let out a soft breath, turned his head and smiled slightly at the villa owner who was still in shock.

"You don't have to worry, it's just that this pagoda wood sculpture is very old, and it has been handled by many unclean people. The pagoda tree itself is easy to attract ghosts and spirits. The strange shadows that appeared in your house before, and the strange diseases in your family are all caused by the pagoda tree. It was caused by the ghosts in it, and now I have wiped them out."

"Thank you, Xiao Zhao, among the younger generation of Dragon City Spirit Tuners, your price is reasonable, and your level is reassuring." The homeowner put ten red banknotes in his hand, with a sincere and grateful tone, "Today It's New Year's Eve, go home early for New Year's Eve dinner, you don't need to change at the original price, take this as my New Year's blessing to you."

"Then... it's better to be respectful than obedient."

Zhao Yunlan didn't bother to refuse, after all, today was New Year's Eve, and he was always reluctant to work overtime to catch up with work, and it was natural to feel very grateful to be able to get the care of others.

Walking out of the villa area, heavy snow immediately rushed towards him. He lightly pinched out the seal formula in his hand, and a layer of warm yellow halo covered his whole body, isolating the wind and snow.

The existence of all this used to be scary, but the person who raised him told him that he was different from others. This mysterious power called spiritual power allowed him to see ghosts and spirits that ordinary people could not see since he was a child. , and restrict their actions.

Dragon City is a famous historical and cultural city, and there are many underground emperors' tombs. It was originally a place where spirits and monsters gathered.With such ability, he simply became a spirit slaughterer according to that person's opinion.While benefiting the public, you can also get a lot of money, which is more than enough to support your family.

By the way, I can also buy that person some favorite small things.

Thinking of that person, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Years ago, the postgraduate faculty and staff of Longcheng University worked overtime, and they finally returned from the holiday on New Year's Eve. If they rushed home at this time, they might have time to prepare a table of meals together and have a delicious New Year's Eve.

It didn't take long for him to return to the front of his house. Unexpectedly, a few strands of warm light leaked from the crack of the door.His heartstrings twitched slightly, and happy emotions spread quietly. He inserted the key into the latch, turned it slightly, and pushed the door open.

The place where Zhao Yunlan lives is also a small villa, which is located next to the viewing park in the northwest of Longcheng University. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has a pleasant scenery.

But that person always likes to be quiet, and he usually only goes to work to buy vegetables and goes home at three o'clock, which is not too much trouble.

It just so happened that he was also studying at Longcheng University, and he could save the dormitory fee by going to school. At the same time, he would also like to have more opportunities to get along with his nominal "adoptive father".

The man was busy in the kitchen at this time, his slender and well-proportioned figure was looming under the loose-cut T-shirt, and the profile of his profile under the light was exquisite, hazy and soft.Zhao Yunlan swallowed secretly, stepped forward on tiptoe, put his arms around the slender waist, and said in a low voice:

"Shen Wei, what delicious food are you doing again? I'm just hungry~"

Shen Wei glanced at him indifferently, his face remained calm, but there was a hint of a faint smile in his ink eyes.He picked up a piece of braised pork and fed it into Zhao Yunlan's mouth, and said gently: "After all, today is New Year's Eve, and the scientific research work was basically finished a few days ago. Now it is mainly about the aftermath of the calibration. It just so happens that this is what I did for Longcheng University For the last project, I simply came back earlier to prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner.”

Naturally, his craftsmanship is unquestionable, but Zhao Yunlan felt that this sentence was a bit weird, and he didn't care to swallow the meat in his mouth, so he asked vaguely: "The last time... what do you mean?"

"It means, I resigned."

Under his astonished gaze, Shen Wei turned off the gas stove, poured the braised pork in the non-stick pan into the plate, Xiu Jie held the edge of the plate with his fingers and came to the table to put it away, then gracefully took off the apron and said with a smile : "What are you doing in a daze, the meal is ready, come and sit down."

On the table in front of you, there are three dishes and one soup that are full of color, fragrance and taste. Whether it is delicious and juicy braised pork, refreshing and pleasant fried okra with lily, minced pork with salt and pepper and garlic moss, or the fragrant Buddha jumping over the wall, you can’t help it The index finger moved.

Zhao Yunlan's eyes stopped on Shen Wei's arm.

The fluffy T-shirt slipped down along with the raising of the left arm, and in the middle of that white arm, a striking blood-colored thin line spread from the elbow all the way up, and had already extended to the second joint of the middle finger.He had noticed this line before, so he asked Shen Wei about it, and Shen Wei only said lightly that it was a scar left in the early years.

But at the beginning, this line clearly only reached the wrist, when did it extend so much?

Zhao Yunlan was puzzled, but also felt deeply powerless. Presumably, even if he asked the question directly, Shen Wei would bypass the contradiction and would not respond.

Although 19 years have passed since Shen Wei took him back from the orphanage, he still doesn't know anything about him. For 19 years, he lived with Shen Wei in many places, and only settled near Longcheng University in recent years. After all, Shen Wei's appearance has not changed for so many years, and he may have to change his identity and occupation regularly to deceive others.

He had always known that Shen Wei could not be an ordinary person, but the care and friendship for more than ten years could not be faked. Moreover, he realized early in the morning that his love for him was far from comparable to the friendship between adoptive father and son. Once wildflowers bloom, they are out of control.

He also allowed it to grow and spread, and secretly decided in his heart that when the time was right, he would definitely announce it.

just now...

"It's only been three years since you started teaching at Dragon City University. Why did you resign so early?"

Zhao Yunlan drank a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall, and the warm touch permeated his throat, which was very warm, "Is there any new arrangement? Where are we going to move next?"

"I have my own considerations, you don't have to worry too much."

Fan-like eyelashes drooped, concealing the complicated emotions in Shen Wei's eyes, and under the light, his complexion was so pale that it was almost transparent.

"Over the years, I have some savings. It will be no problem for you to live in the future. I have also taken care of it for you at the Spirit Tuning Master Alliance. In the past few years, you will first practice with a senior Spirit Tuning Master. In the future, you will find a stable position in the alliance. The reward will be It’s very rich. As for food and daily life, it’s better not to touch the kitchen, try to eat as little takeaway as possible, and it’s okay to hire a part-time job to cook if you can’t…”

He babbled on and on for a while, Zhao Yunlan watched him, his heart sank gradually: "This time...how long are you going to leave?"

Will you come back again?

He didn't even dare to ask this sentence.

Shen Wei suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and the light in his eyes lit up bit by bit in an instant, like aftertaste, like a memory, like unwillingness, like reluctance, and like a pool of still water, an ancient well without waves.

He pondered for a while, then said slowly: "I'm afraid... it will be a long, long time."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back." Zhao Yunlan said with a bit of stubbornness, then raised the red wine glass in his hand.Shen Wei couldn't help showing a helpless smile, his heart was slightly sour, but he still raised his glass to touch him.

What a fragile and unreliable promise is. In his long life, he has already received it thousands of times. One day, Zhao Yunlan will also know it. At that time...

Forget it, he... probably couldn't see it.

After dinner, Zhao Yunlan helped Shen Wei wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen. Then the two nestled on the sofa and began to watch the Year of the Pig Spring Festival Gala casually.

Maybe the show was too boring, and Zhao Yunlan fell into a drowsy sleep after watching half of it.Seeing that he was breathing evenly, Shen Wei couldn't bear to disturb him, so she carried him back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, closed the door and left quietly.

Reaching out to turn off the TV, the originally noisy house was suddenly so quiet that a needle could be heard.After making sure that Zhao Yunlan was sleeping soundly, Shen Wei walked lightly to the blinds in the living room, pressed his palm against the window sill, and the ground not far behind him immediately opened up, revealing the descending stairs.

This is the dark room he set up in the villa earlier, even Zhao Yunlan didn't know it existed.Walking down the stairs, he had just pressed the mechanism to restore the ground to its original state, and then there was a sharp suffocation-like pain in his chest, and the warm and sticky liquid rushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the scene in front of him was instantly hazy .

The last sliver of rationality was like a kite with a broken string. His body went limp, and he immediately lay down on the ground, unconscious.

Waking up from the burning pain again, the clock on the wall has passed three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Shen Wei struggled to support his body, breathed out, and coughed out another mouthful of blood.The dark red blood drops dripped down along the fingers, and spread on the snow-white carpet, like plum blossoms painted with cinnabar.

Panting, he opened his left hand, and saw that the red line extended upwards, less than a knuckle away from the tip of the middle finger.

The taste of sourness and bitterness spread in his chest immediately, his eyes lingering in the rain and mist blinked, he stretched out his hand to the void, and asked softly:

"How long do I have?"

Naturally, no one would answer him, but the answer was self-evident. As early as when he exchanged with that person in the past, the cost of the transaction had been clearly marked.

A body that does not belong to this time and space will eventually be eroded and exhausted by the order of time.The protective cover that existed before was torn apart as early as the day he met Zhao Yunlan. In the following days, he relied on his spiritual power to fight against the turbulent flow of time. He struggled for 19 years, but he was unable to stop the extension of the bloodline.

When it reaches the tip of the middle finger of the left hand, the power of time invades the heart, and the body will immediately collapse and disintegrate. between heaven and earth.

"The way of heaven is ruthless. If you gain something, you will lose it. If you want to protect his soul, you must continue to nourish it for a long time. No one can violate the order of time. The impact of force, but after meeting..."

The cold voice with a metallic texture was still in his ears, but the corners of his blood-stained mouth were slightly curved. Although there was nostalgia in his eyes, they were more comforting and relieved.

As long as Zhao Yunlan can survive intact and healthy, it is worth it.

Even in the future, there will be no more of him.

The author has something to say: There is a hunch that something is going to happen~