Chapter 1184 A cup of herbal tea

"Dong dong dong!"

At the door of Room 302, the three of them began to knock on the door tentatively, expecting a response from the door.

Clyde had mixed feelings in his heart. Since arriving at the Ninth Branch, he had become very close to Huang Banxian, but he had never seen this shameless villain behave in such a lazy and negative manner.

He wasn't sure whether Huang Banxian could still participate in the commission mission in his current state, but he couldn't just watch and do nothing.

Even if Huang Banxian really can't go, this time is the right time for heart-to-heart talk and explanation.

However, the knocking on the door lasted for half a minute, but there was no answer inside and there was silence.

Upon seeing this, Wei Jiande pushed Clyde away, clenched his fist and struck it hard several times, but it was still like a stone thrown into the lake, with no movement.

He frowned and looked at Clyde, then whispered:

"Is something going to happen?"

At the same time, Bai Lang made a silent gesture, pushed the two of them away, put his ear against the door panel, and listened quietly while holding his breath.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, raised his right foot and slammed it against the door, while shouting:

"No, there's a low roar inside!"

In any hotel, no one other than the store manager is allowed to forcefully break in. White Wolf's kick will naturally be ineffective.

Clyde's azure eyes flashed with urgency, and he quickly pushed away the obstructive Bai Lang and Wei Jiande, turned the handle, and forced the door open.

As soon as the door opened, three people filed in.

No. 302, the room closest to Gu Xingjian, was dark at the moment. The curtains blocked all sunlight, and there was an indescribable weird smell in the air.

It seemed like the smell of something burning, but it didn't look like it.

Clyde stood in the middle of the living room and glanced several times before finally deciding on the bedroom.

At this moment, the bedroom door was unlocked, and there was still a small crack, and there was a dazzling light flashing at high frequency.

When Wei Jiande saw this, he felt vigilant and subconsciously put his hand in his pocket.

Bai Lang smiled crookedly and patted his arm, saying easily:

"Why are you nervous? The store manager is still here."

Wei Jiande shook his hand to shake it off, glanced at him sideways, and snorted coldly.

Clyde had no time to pay attention to these two people. Since he had the authority of the store manager, he walked to the bedroom without any scruples and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, he saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw Huang Banxian sitting cross-legged on the bedside, with a stove of incense ashes in front of him. The green smoke was rising into the sky and hovering on the ceiling for a long time.

As for Huang Banxian, his appearance is undergoing great changes. Sometimes his hair is white and he looks extremely old, sometimes his wrinkles have completely disappeared, and he looks like a young man...

What was shining brightly was a wisp of incense burning in the incense burner.

At this moment, it has burned to the end, but the sparks on the top are extremely bright, as if a bright light has been lit in the room, but it still has the characteristics of burning incense, and the sparks continue to flicker.

"Why ask the turtle? You can expect it if you can hide it..."

Huang Banxian closed his eyes tightly, his facial features were distorted, as if he was in some extremely painful state, and he couldn't help mumbling words.

Clyde took a closer look and discovered that on the back of the incense burner, there was a tortoise shell engraved with cipher text, facing Huang Banxian's face.

He recognized at a glance that this was Huang Banxian's core sinful object - the fortune-telling tortoise shell.

He had seen this sinful object many times before, but when he looked at it again today, he was surprised to find that the cracks on the turtle shell had changed from short to thick and long.

Especially the crack in the center almost split the entire tortoise shell into two, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Clyde was a foreigner and didn't know much about what Huang Banxian was talking about, but he could still see some clues from the current scene.

Huang Banxian seemed to be taking the initiative to make some kind of change. As for what he wanted to change, he guessed it was one of Turtle Shell or Changxiang.

"Crunch!"

At this moment, the cracks in the tortoise shell extended another inch, and this inch difference seemed to destroy the sinful object. But at this moment, Huang Banxian, who was enduring the pain, was in the state of an octogenarian, and his face quickly turned from pale to livid, with red in the black.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, hitting the burning incense, extinguishing the burning sparks with blood.

The broken incense fell into the incense burner, and the smoke cloud on the ceiling immediately dissipated without a trace.

In pain, Huang Banxian opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, tears burst out of his eyes, and his whole body seemed to have collapsed.

In addition to grief and anger, he stretched out his hands with difficulty to grasp the useless incense burner and cried bitterly.

The three people present were confused, but no one dared to step forward to persuade them.

After a while, Huang Banxian slowly raised his head, stared at Clyde with his cloudy eyes, and said word by word:

"I only have three days left in my life.

Commission task, I can't help you. ”

After hearing this, Clyde froze on the spot. After swallowing, he slowly turned around and looked behind him. There was room 301, which was Gu Xingjian's room.

He suddenly thought of something.

The tortoise shell was a sinful object given to Huang Banxian by Gu Xingjian.

And now that Gu Xingjian is dead, Huang Banxian said that he only had three days left to live. The meaning of this sentence is...

……

Tieguai Hutong, convenient supermarket.

Li Guanqi and Lu Caiwei each held a cup of herbal tea and sat side by side on the steps in front of the supermarket, watching the passers-by.

The afternoon sun was not blinding because it was covered by dark clouds.

Although the temperature is not cold, it is not the season for drinking herbal tea, but Uncle Wang from the supermarket will still prepare two cups for Li Guanqi every day, which has become a tradition.

Uncle Wang is in his sixties but has no children. He opened a convenience supermarket to make ends meet, but more importantly he could chat with customers.

In this alley, his best friend should be Li Congrong.

I remember that in the past, Li Congrong always entered through the front door of the supermarket and took two cups of refreshing thirst-quenching herbal tea, one for himself and one for his nephew.

This summer, Uncle Wang and Li Congrong were playing chess under the big willow tree in front of the supermarket, shaking their fans.

In the blink of an eye, things change and people change.

Nowadays, the people sitting in front of the supermarket have changed from the older generation to the new generation.

Perhaps in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, preparing a cup of herbal tea for Li Guanqi became Uncle Wang's greatest memory of his old friend Li Congrong.

The world of people is always at odds with each other.

When Uncle Wang was watching a martial arts drama in the supermarket, what Li Guanqi and Lu Caiwei expected was some straw and snake gray threads harvested on the road to life and death.

"The fourth piece of the puzzle is kept by you, but it is shared by Su Chenghe and Huangfu Jiajia. I still feel that this autonomy is a bit lacking."

Lu Caiwei doesn't like drinking tea. She always takes a sip and then pulls out the straw and turns it around in her hands.

Li Guanqi likes to be quiet and drink tea. He often drinks it in small sips.

Although the herbal tea made by Uncle Wang was no different, he always felt that the sweetness at the end of each sip was a hint of the sweetness of memories.

"The fourth puzzle piece has been settled, but what I'm thinking about is, now that Gu Xingjian is dead, where has the puzzle piece in his hand gone?"

"According to Su Chenghe's description, the people present at that time were Li Yi and Ji Li.

I think the person who has the ability to remove the puzzle pieces from Gu Xingjian's body should be Ji Li, after all, he is the closest. ”

Lu Caiwei had already folded the straw into the shape of a pony. She played with it in her hands, smiled, and then said:

"And Li Yi's condition is obvious to all. He probably won't even be able to take it. It should only be Ji Li."

Li Guanqi did not respond immediately. He just sipped the herbal tea and his eyes fell on the bare willow tree, as if he was recalling how green and vivid it used to be.

After a while, he drank the last sip, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said lightly:

"According to Su Chenghe's description, there were two people present...

Then there should actually be three, and he subconsciously ignored himself..."

(End of chapter)