Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

My face turned red after a slap, and I swear that this is definitely a normal physiological reaction. I didn't expect to suddenly bump into a nearly **** Wen Jiubai. ?? Bayi Chinese W? WZW. 81ＺW. What's more, the body of Wen Jiubai is really ...

I never thought about what the body under Wen Jiubai's clothes would look like, but his figure can make all the men in the world who are distressed about how to keep fit keep their body jealous. His chest was strong and smooth, and there was no extra piece of meat on his body, neither thinning nor excessive muscles, it was perfect to keep his eyes from moving.

Honestly, the fire of my jealousy is also burning. Why does Wen Jiubai have such a good figure? In contrast, I simply dared not take a bath in the public bathhouse.

Just then, my eyes suddenly fell on Wen Jiubai's chest.

Didn't I get dazzled? That is ... Wen Jiubai's chest really has a big wound in his bowl?

It looked like a burn there, leaving an ugly scar on the smooth skin. Immediately I thought of what happened to Wen Jiubai, who Bai had just accidentally said.

When did he get hurt and how did he get hurt? I remember the incident of Wang Zhong. Although Wen Jiubai was standing in front of me and helped me to block a knife, the wound at that time began to heal almost immediately, and there was no trace left on the chest like a knife. .

What happened to the scar I saw ...

"Why, can you stare at me like this?"

Suddenly Wen Jiubai's low voice came over his head, and he seemed to have a ridiculous smile.

"No, no!" I took two steps back angrily, suddenly realizing that my behavior was just too unkind. "Who told you to come out of a corner like this all of a sudden, without clothes!"

Wen Jiubao pointed behind him, where he had just walked out, "I took a shower and I was hit by you as soon as I came out. Is this still my fault?"

I flushed, arguing, "Then you should also wear a bathrobe or something!"

On the contrary, Wen Jiubai was not uncomfortable at all. "Here is my home. Is it impossible for me to follow your arrangements in my own home?"

This sentence stopped me speechless, Wen Jiubai smiled helplessly and said, "Then borrow it now, I will go back to the room to put on my clothes first."

"Wait!" I immediately grabbed his arm and looked at the scar on his chest. "What's wrong with this injury?"

Wen Jiubai raised his hand almost immediately, covering the scar, and whispered, "It's just a minor injury, no big deal."

"Right?" I questioned. "Wang Zhong was injured that time, but healed almost immediately. Why is this wound not good yet?"

"There are always easy and bad injuries, isn't this normal?" Wen Jiubai still blocked the scar with his arm and frowned.

"How could it be so simple!" I blurted out, "Wen Jiubai, do you still have something to hide from me?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Jiubaiyun answered me with a light breeze, "I have kept a lot of things from you. Do you want to make it clear one by one?"

I was blocked for a moment and stared at Wen Jiubai. Is there anyone in this world who is more shameless than him?

"Well, let me go. I still have to change my clothes." Wen Jiubai looked helplessly at the hand that grabbed his arm. "Or do you want to come in and see me change?"

As soon as my face was hot, he let go of his hand.

"I'm okay, you can rest assured." Wen Jiubai reached out and rubbed my head before entering the room.

I scratched my head in annoyance, feeling like he was a child again.

Just as Wen Jiubai went into the room to change clothes, the cell phone in my pocket rang. I quickly walked aside and took out the cell phone. At first glance, it turned out that Shi Yitong called.

"Hello?" I answered the phone. "I told you about the girl who committed suicide two years ago. How did you investigate?"

I didn't expect Shi Yitong to pant on the phone and said out of breath, "Ah, Gu Yu! Now is not the time to say that. Are you still in that old house? Hurry back to school, there are again Another person is dead! "

I was taken aback. "Again? What happened!"

"Yes, this time is a girl from the news class next door. This time, she didn't even have a wound. She was lying in the study room, and somehow stopped her heartbeat."

"Breathe!" I asked in a hurry.

"I don't know yet, I'll call you first before I get over!" Shi Yitong said eagerly, "in short you come and talk first!"

"Hey--" Before Shi Yitong said anything, Shi Yitong had hung up the phone.

Just when I was hesitant to call him back, Wen Jiubai was out of the room. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and his head was tied up, as if he knew he was going out.

"Wen Jiubai!" I didn't have time to study what clothes he was wearing. Three steps and two steps came to him. "We have to go to school quickly. Shi Yitong just called me and said he was dead again. girl!"

Wen Jiubai nodded, "I heard it just now. Let's go, it seems to be another sleepless night tonight."

"Wait, wait, I'll go too!"

Suddenly a white voice came. The weasel suddenly didn't know where it came from, and looked at us expectantly.

"Is that person dead and breathing? It looks like fun, Gu Yu, take me to take me!"

I'm mad at one place, "White! When you talk about business, you ran away without a shadow, what are you running out of now? What else is not fun? This is not for you to play, this is a matter of life and death ! "

Bai grieved and shrank, yelling, "I know, I want to help too, don't make me so ruthless. But it's really strange, even if I haven't heard of anyone dying Things that still breathe. "

I sighed, and didn't bother to argue with the weasel again, so I took him with me to school.

The Department of Journalism is also a specialty of our humanities academy. I don't know why, this weird thing is only born in this academy. When Wen Jiubai and I rushed past, there were already many good people around the teaching building. Without asking, we found the classroom where things happened.

Shi Yitong and three of my roommates were also nearby. Taking Zhou Lang as the clothes of the boys, all of them were sloppy, and some of the buttons were not fastened. At a glance, they knew that they were in a hurry from the bar. Back.