Museum of the Dead

Chapter 48 Deadline

Fei Yan and the others came to this place for two consecutive days, but it was a pity that they had nothing to gain.

In the daytime, I would go to the bar to find the missing person by car, and in the evening, I would go to the bar to inquire about the news.

On the third night, Fei Yan and Yin Luan returned to the hotel room from the bar, and the former spread out on the bed as soon as they entered the room.

Fei Yan rolled three times on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt into a "silkworm baby", and felt himself relieved after a long sigh of relief.

"Boss, why do I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker recently..." Fei Yan was weak, he was not that kind of weak person after all, but this feeling of powerlessness became more and more obvious recently, and he had to face it squarely.

Yin Luan changed her shoes and moved to sit next to him, rubbing her smooth black hair, "Your body will become weaker and more sensitive with time."

Fei Yan raised his chin and looked sideways at him. He could understand that he was getting weaker and weaker, but more and more... What does it mean to be sensitive?

Sensitive... Could it be what I thought it meant!

Yin Lu'an suddenly leaned close to his ear and blew, then bit his ear lightly, Fei Yan was so frightened that he almost hid under the quilt.

"Do you feel that you are much more sensitive than before?" Yin Luan let go of him at some point, and made a low and pleasant voice, "In the future, you will be more sensitive than now..."

Fei Yan was thankful that he was lying on the bed now, otherwise his legs would be weakened by the sound.

Why is the curator becoming more and more hooligan?Fei Yan raised his eyebrows, he is the kind of person who dare not even confess that I like you, why has he become like this now?

But... he was charming in every way.

Thinking of this, Fei Yan tried his best to suck Yinlu Anbian's face.

"Hey!" After the kiss, the culprit rolled back to the original point along the quilt, and Liuyin Luan sat by the bed alone.

The curator is still in a daze.

The soft and moist touch on the side face seems to be still there, Yan Yan... just took the initiative to kiss herself.

Before that, he and Yanyan had kissed once, it was the last time Yanyan was forced to push onto the sedan chair to be sent to the yin marriage——

In fact, that time, he obviously had a yellow talisman on him, but he just didn't want to use it by accident.He had to admit that when he saw Fei Yan sitting in the bridal sedan chair and the marriage partner was not himself, he felt an unprecedented anger ignited in his heart.

Words... can only be his.

So he ended those two lifeless little ghosts with his own hands, even though they were not guilty enough to lose their souls.

Then, step by step, he walked towards the person on the top of his heart, and kissed his lips heavily, lingering for a long time.

That was the only kiss between the two so far.

Thinking of this, Yin Lu'an felt a little depressed. Ever since Yan Yan agreed to be with him, he hasn't... kissed her yet!

He naturally thought about it, but considering the current environment... Yin Luan sighed silently in his heart, and he remembered the scene he saw in the comic book yesterday.

In a villa of hundreds of square meters, the lonely, white and delicate little assistant was pressed against the door by the domineering president and kissed fiercely. She tried to struggle but failed until she couldn't breathe. Enen ah ah" words.

In the following scene, Yin Luan opened the door to a new world. For the first time, he knew that human legs can pose in such difficult poses.

So looking at it, he couldn't help substituting Fei Yan into the corner of the little assistant who kept crying, thinking this way...

Poor Curator Yin, who investigates the case during the day to find clues, and goes back at night to stupefied himself so much that he can't sleep.

"What are you thinking about?" Fei Yan originally thought that the curator was shy after being kissed by him, but now it seemed that he was obviously in a daze. He waved his hand in front of people's eyes, "Are you tired?"

Curator Yin grasped the hand that kept making trouble in front of his eyes, and stared at him unabashedly.

Just now he said that Fei Yan was sensitive, but in fact he was more sensitive than him. Last night, he couldn't fall asleep just listening to Fei Yan's long breathing.

Fei Yan's wrist was tightly grasped, he raised his eyebrows, wondering, is he really tired?

"Lie down!" Fei Yan realized that Yin Lu'an's eyes were black and blue, and he felt a little distressed. The adult who has been tossing around like this for a few days and still uses his human body must be tired.

He thoughtfully said: "Let me give you a massage! I'm very skilled. Aunt Jiang used to..." Speaking of Aunt Jiang, Fei Yan felt a lump in his throat.

Yin Lu'an also understood the reason why the other party stopped suddenly. He pressed the other party backhand: "You are tired too, take a good rest. I will go out alone tomorrow, so don't go."

Fei Yan nodded, he has been lethargic recently, and it has no practical effect compared to the past, he might as well stay here and reorganize his mind.

He still has some things to investigate about the proprietress.

……

Fourth day in Tibet.

It was seven in the morning and it was still dark.

Yinlu An Liming and the others had already set off for an hour. These days they set off at six o'clock in the morning, and the proprietress specially ordered the cook to make breakfast in advance.

It was rare for Fei Yan to sleep in late today, the sun was already high at ten o'clock.

After tidying up, he went downstairs to the hall, just in time to meet Qin Feng and Li Xiaole.

"Fei Yan!" Qin Feng hadn't seen him for several days, and he was quite disappointed. Just when he was annoyed why he didn't want a contact information, the other party just appeared.

"Where have you been these few days?" The handsome young man was very enthusiastic and forced Fei Yan to sit down, but today there were only the three of them in the hall besides the proprietress.

Fei Yan also wanted to take this opportunity to observe the proprietress, so he sat down.

"I don't have anything to do these few days, just go for a walk." He took the tea handed by the other party, and it should smell like Tieguanyin - he knew this kind of tea.

He took a few sips, the taste was astringent but the aftertaste was sweet, and he couldn't help but finish the glass.

"Hey, I can't even find you, and I don't have any contact information." Qin Feng's implication is obvious, he wants to ask the other party for a phone number or WeChat.

But Fei Yan didn't pay attention to this, and naturally he didn't feel that there was something in the other party's words. He was a little perfunctory, "Yes."

Qin Feng curled his lips, but he knew that Fei Yan was worried, so he asked with concern: "Did you find out about... Shanshan?"

Fei Yan shook his head, Qin Feng was a little annoyed for asking such a question.

But after a few seconds, Fei Yan took the initiative to ask: "How about you? How are you doing these days?"

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't go out much, I just visited a few scenic spots."

"Hmm..." Fei Yan suddenly felt that he couldn't open his eyes again, but he had slept for almost twelve hours, and he was still full of energy just now!

Could it be that his body has become so weak? Fei Yan ruled this out and tried to restrain his sleepiness: "Then these few days... have you stayed in the hall for a long time?"

Qin Feng and Li Xiaole also looked very sleepy, both yawned and tears welled up from the corners of their eyes.

"Well, most of them stay here. There are quite a lot of people in the afternoon and evening. It's interesting to listen to them tell stories when you're happy!"

Fei Yan lowered his voice and approached, "Then do you know the proprietress of this hotel?"

"Hmm...it's okay." The other party's voice also began to blur.

Fei Yan didn't know whether it was his ears or the other party's speech problem, he just felt dizzy and his eyelids drooped uncontrollably.

He resisted, all relying on his will to hold on, but found that the two opposite him were paralyzed on the sofa!

what happened!

Why did the other party... fall too?

Fei Yan finally understood that it wasn't his body's problem, he forced his eyes to turn to the coffee table, only then did he realize it!

This cup of tea!

It's the cup of tea!

When Fei Yan understood, he also slumped headfirst on the coffee table. The human body can't resist the effects of the medicine.

As he approached the last moment of coma, what caught his eyes was a pair of hands painted with red nail polish...

……

Yin Luan sits in the back of the car, and they are going to visit one of the victim's family members again today.

"Buzz buzz—" the phone vibrated.

"Hello." Yin Luan connected the phone, and it was Tianling who called.

"Hey, Boss." Tian Ling's voice panted a little, "I caught him. When did you start the whirlpool? Damn it! Hu Po is on the phone! The sample is still a little bit stronger..."

After a burst of thunder, Hu Po's voice on the other side changed, calm and calm as always: "My lord."

"En." Yin Lu An said in a deep voice, "wait for instructions in the room for a while, and cooperate well."

"Okay." The two of them have never talked much, but the cooperation of more than 1000 years has made them fit in very well, and they cooperate tacitly without words.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Luan frowned, is the undead outside this time?

……

Tianling's body-locking curse completely stopped Hu Tianyou from struggling, but an afternoon of chasing exhausted Tianling's physical strength.

"What do you say... why are you running?" Tian Ling simply sat on the ground to rest, and didn't care about his image when he was so tired, since most people couldn't see him anyway.

Hu Tianyou lay down on the ground, twisted in a very awkward posture.

He was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see my daughter."

Tian Ling sat there and rested, sighed and said: "Don't run away, I will take you to see your daughter. Is that all right? Don't run away, or you will be tired and you won't see anyone!"

Hu Tianyou froze: "Really?"

Tianling: "Have you ever seen a ghost tell a lie? Will he be dismissed?"

Hu Tianyou: "..." He is a lonely ghost, and he doesn't know that it will take a year to find his daughter...

The ghost in front of me is not very old, he looks quite good-looking, he probably won't... lie to himself...

……

When Fei Yan opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a white bed.

But... this doesn't look like a ward at all!

Trying to move his body, Fei Yan realized that he couldn't move.

He may have been under general anesthesia, and the perpetrator was... He remembered the hands with red nail polish before he fainted.

"Are you awake?" The familiar high-pitched female voice sounded, but Fei Yan felt that the voice had a chill in it, which made him shiver all over.

"You can start when you wake up." The proprietress had a weird smile on her lips, holding a sharp knife with a cold light in her hand, which looked like a scalpel.

Fei Yan couldn't speak.

The proprietress walked step by step with the knife in her hand, her smile widened, and she said chilling words in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, it won't hurt. I will be gentle, my daughter... will thank you. "

Fei Yan gradually had a guess in his heart, but seeing the danger gradually approaching, he felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered but unable to resist.

no!You can't just die like this!

Fei Yan bit his lip lightly, and he found that his fingers seemed to be able to move.

A little more, just give him a little more time!

The proprietress had already cut open his coat, as if she was going to disembowel him.

"Don't be afraid... I'll take it easy..."

Simply cruel.

Fei Yan moved a little bit, trying not to let the other party notice.

He gritted his teeth and raised his arm vigorously, the bracelet was just printed on his lips——

That was the method of summoning that Yin Luan told him before.

Yin Lu Ann!Yin Lu Ann!

He shouted countless times in his heart, this name always brought him great courage at critical moments.

As soon as the blood on his lips touched the bracelet, he was sucked in, and then a gust of wind blew by, Fei Yan felt himself being hugged by the waist, and then——

The familiar vortex appeared before his eyes.

The author has something to say: Ah, the third undead is finally over...

I will explain some later, but the next chapter will be the next undead~~~

Safe to eat~~

There is no small theater today, because the curator went to watch comics~~~ yingyingying