Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 22

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Military Commission Hospital, four floors underground.

The ward is brightly lit, all kinds of expensive and advanced medical equipment surround the bed, and all the data shows that the life of the person on the bed is very dying.

——It was a gray-haired old man, his eyes were closed tightly, his bags under his eyes were obvious, and his entire face hung down like dry tree bark, even looking a little scary. If you dye his hair black, put on formal clothes, and dress up a little more vigorously, many people across the country should recognize this face that often appears on newscasts; however, he is now lying on a sickbed in a haggard shape. It's a sad dying person.

Yu Jingzhong stood by the hospital bed with a gloomy face, and a man who looked like an attending doctor came over, took off his mask and shook his head at him.

"The situation is not optimistic. When I was evacuated from the upstairs ICU, I moved too fast and caused great harm to the condition..."

Yu Jingzhong couldn't help but gritted his teeth: "Didn't it mean that Feng Si went to Hell Road to find Demon Zun Fanluo. Why did he suddenly appear in the hospital and found the ICU intensive care unit?!"

The attending doctor did not dare to answer. He only heard a hoarse and unpleasant voice from the corner of the ward: "That's the blindfold method set up by Zhou Hui, deputy team leader Yang Jin. Team leader Feng Si has been due to the incident of King Mahe, the king After turning against our Demon Lord, he has never set foot in the'Four Evil Ways'... Zhou Hui released the news of the departure of Team Leader Feng Si, just to divert your attention."

"Yu Jingzhong" turned his head and saw four unusually slender figures standing in the corner. They were wrapped in thick gray robes from head to toe. Even their faces were hidden in the huge hood. Everyone carried a pure gold bell that was the size of a lantern, and the hands exposed under the sleeves of the robe showed a crumpled, gray-white texture.

The speaker at the head seemed to smile, and said: "His Majesty Demon was also very surprised when he heard the news, but after searching the four evil ways of nine days and ten places, no traces of the phoenix appeared... true It’s a pity that our Lord Demon has always wanted to marry the leader of Feng Si seriously."

The corner of Yang Jin Pingcuo's mouth twitched dryly, and the mask appeared on Jingzhong's face through the human skin, which looked rather strange.

"The fifth group can't stop Feng Si. You finally subdued God Wan Tiansi and made him a puppet, but now even this trump card has been lost... They say that the leader of Feng Si is a few A serious injury that has not recovered for a hundred years, and now it seems that the camel is still bigger than a horse. What should I do?"

The man in gray said lightly: "Don't worry—"

As soon as the voice fell, the old man in the hospital bed suddenly broke out of asthma, his body almost arched, and he spouted mouthfuls of blood under the breathing mask. The ward was suddenly in turmoil, and the chief physician rushed to rescue with a few people. All the instruments lighted up at the same time, and the ear-piercing alarm sounded.

"Buddha blood! Bring Buddha blood!" The director hissed and screamed, and then grabbed the blood bag from the doctor who was running wildly, and took a trace of golden blood mixed in it, injected it, for a few seconds Then all enter the carotid artery of the elderly. The old man gasped violently for a while, but the amplitude had been significantly reduced. After a while, he slowly calmed down, his vital index recovered to a certain level, and the instrument stopped screaming.

"This, this is the last Buddha's blood," the chief physician wiped his sweat, and said desperately: "You took half of the Buddha's blood upstairs to deal with Team Leader Feng Si. Now this bit is not enough. Not enough..."

Yang Jin Pingcuo gritted his teeth and said: "Isn't it said that the things that Yu Jingzhong's little lover brought from Japan are also sacred? Is there any effect on life?!"

Just as the man in gray wanted to say something, suddenly the door of the ward was knocked twice and then opened. A subordinate walked in quickly and whispered in Yang Jin Pingcuo's ear: "Deputy team leader, it's not good, team leader Feng Si shot everyone's soul and two souls, and the fifth team was destroyed..." /

Yang Jin Pingcuo's face changed drastically: "What did you say?!"

There was silence in the ward, and the air was so tense that it almost burst.

In this suffocating atmosphere, I suddenly heard the man in gray sneer: "It doesn't matter, King Phoenix will leave it to us."

The four people in grey clothes turned and walked towards the door at the same time. They can be seen under the light, and their bodies emit extremely imperceptible gas, which looks like they are enveloped in a faint black smoke. As they walked past, damp black footprints were left on the ground, but they quickly dried out when exposed to the air, leaving only a layer of gray particles as thin as gravel.

"—How sure are you?" Yang Jin Pingcuo raised his voice behind him.

"It's just a human body at the end of a powerful crossbow, nothing terrible..." The man in gray did not look back, and soon disappeared at the end of the dark hospital basement corridor, "...Even if the Phoenix King is dedicated to the devil. My lord, it shouldn’t be difficult."

·

As the grey-clothed man left, the decayed aura that persisted in the ward seemed to be washed away by the air a lot.

Yang Jin Pingcuo took a deep breath and looked back at the unconcealed doctor and the dying old man on the hospital bed. The sound of the dripping medical equipment seemed to make him particularly irritable. He habitually wanted to touch the cigarette, but he stopped halfway through his hand.

He turned his head and his opponent ordered: "Bring Yan Lanyu."

The man nodded and walked away, and after a while a wheelchair pushed in from the door. The unconscious Yan Lanyu was placed on the wheelchair, her head tilted, the ends of her hair falling near her eyes, her face looked transparent and white.

Yang Jin Pingcuo looked at him coldly and said, "Wake him up."

He pressed his hand to a certain acupuncture point on Yan Lanyu's head, squeezing it hard. However, this method that usually awakens the dead in pain was useless this time. He pressed it two or three times harder, and Yan Lanyu finally twitched and slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Jin Pingcuo looked at him condescendingly and asked: "Wake up?"

"..." Yan Lanyu leaned back in the chair, pouring her breath continuously from the severe pain, and it took a long time to cough up the blood foam from her trachea and barely resume her breathing.

"...you...who are you?" he asked intermittently.

"I am Yu Jingzhong," Yang Jinping smiled and asked, "Why do you ask?"

"Are you...who are you? Where is Yu Jingzhong?"

The smile on Yang Jin Phuntsok's face disappeared. He stared at Yan Lanyu's haggard face, and asked for a long while: "Everyone didn't recognize it, even Zhou Hui was just wondering. It's not right for you to see me at first sight. How did I expose it? Or, I really slept. Feelings are different. Can you recognize the genuine brand at a glance?"

The corners of Yan Lanyu's chapped and bleeding lips hooked, and there was a hint of cunning in that smile:

"No, I haven't slept." He said, "There is nothing between us...Don't use me to insult Yu Jingzhong."

Yang Jin Phuntsok finally realized where he had made a mistake.

He couldn't help but slammed down the wall--it was indeed the only one, but a very fatal mistake.

"So that's the case, Yu Jingzhong..." He gritted his teeth, and suddenly saw a slightly smug smile on the boy's face from the corner of his eyes.

This young man who seems to be able to die at any time, after being detained for so many days, still maintains this kind of heart, and can still have such an advantage in the tit-for-tat, it shows that he is really fearless now. He is not afraid of anything.

——A person like Yan Lanyu really has no weakness when he regards death as home.

Yang Jin Phuntsok knew that the situation could not go on like this, he had to take the initiative back.

"Come and make a deal," he took a breath and asked, "Do you know why everyone behaves like Yu Jingzhong and you can relive their old dreams?"

"..."

"Because Yu Jingzhong behaved like this," he didn't wait for Yan Lanyu to answer, and continued: "Because his performance made many people feel that there is indeed some past between you-that year Yu Jingzhong sneaked into the Japanese Tantric School You failed to perform the mission and were captured alive with your companions. You secretly let him go to save their lives. If the information we have at the top is correct, you grew up in Tantric Sect, and you are the head of the sect, right? It is very unreasonable for a person like you to risk his life and let him go. If Yu Jingzhong does not want to give a reason, there is no way to explain this matter."

Yan Lanyu closed her eyes, which meant she didn't want to listen anymore, but Yang Jin didn't stop her mouth, her voice was so calm and even cruel:

"In fact, Yu Jingzhong should be able to come up with other excuses. I don’t know why he chose this one. It stands to reason that this reason does not make him very face, so I think this reason should be his subconscious reaction. That's right, maybe he really hoped so in his heart..."

The boy moved and turned his head.

The tears ooze out of his closed eyelashes little by little, and fell silently along his pale and haggard cheeks.

"Come and make a deal, I don't ask for much. You are still so young, the last thing is my compensation for you."

Yang Jin Phuntsok pointed back to the hospital bed and said: "This person is our head. We must maintain his life at all costs to ensure that the power of our faction can complete the transition. Aida said that you are One of the most talented new generations of Onmyoji in Japan, can you see what else can you do? If you can do something, I will let you meet Yasutada for the last time... Yes, he is not dead yet."

Yan Lanyu's body seemed to vibrate slightly and opened her eyes.

Under the light, his eyelids are very thin, and the tip of his tail is slightly raised, showing a very soft arc, and the tears are like a smudge of rouge in an ink painting. Yang Jin Pingcuo stared at him a little bit fascinated, and his heart suddenly passed by Xu Xu, but then he thought again, no matter who came to kill such a life, it would be very difficult to start.

"...His soul is gone..." Yan Lanyu said softly, "There is no way...I can't do anything."

Yang Jin Pingcuo frowned and asked: "There really is no other way? The fragment you wore--"

"That can only exorcise evil and demons, and cannot survive intermittently, let alone a fragment. To save his life, unless there are tears shed by the Phoenix on the position of the righteous god, or the Buddha shed under the heart of Lianhai Blood... is almost impossible."

Yan Lanyu started to cough again after speaking. This time he was heavier than before. She coughed almost her whole body bends down, her nose and throat kept splashing with bright red blood, and her palms were covered with dots of blood. Yang Jinping took a look at his shoulder, knowing that it was really dysfunctional. The young man had already reached the end of the time when his lamp had run out.

Yang Jin Pingcuo hesitated a little, but after a while he waved his hands and said in a deep voice, "...send him to the detention room and let him take a look at Yu Jingzhong for the last time."

The man nodded and asked: "What about you?"

Yang Jin Pingcuo groaned for a moment, and said to himself: "Lianhai benevolent... the blood shed willingly."

"Bring another human skin|mask from my cabinet," he suddenly said: "It is the latest work-the one in the shape of the leader of Feng Si."

The subordinate nodded and answered yes, pushing Yan Lanyu's wheelchair out of the door.

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The corridor outside the ward is very dim. It may be the reason why I try not to be noticeable. Many corners are not turned on. The temperature on the fourth floor of the basement was very low, and Yan Lanyu shivered unconsciously. When she saw it, her men couldn't bear it, so she thought about taking off her coat and putting it on him.

"You were born so good-looking, if you want to, you will be able to live well, why don't you want to hang yourself in this tree? You will kill your life."

The man murmured, shook his head and sighed, and stopped in front of an iron door at the end of the corridor: "Here."

The aisle that originally led to the power distribution room was completely enclosed by an iron fence. The fence was dark and almost invisible, and there was a smell of dust everywhere. Yan Lanyu pinched her palm to force herself to wake up, staring at the man who pressed the code lock with his back to him, not even letting go of his slightest elbow movement; after the code input was confirmed for a moment, the iron door clicked open.

The subordinate turned around and pushed Yan Lanyu into the detention room and said, "Here, here."

——I saw a person lying against the wall and half sitting on the ground. Although I couldn't see my face in the dark, Yan Lanyu instantly recognized this figure that was exactly as in memory.

He burst into tears, but there was no sound at all. There seemed to be some sour lump in his throat, and he couldn't even make the sound of sobbing.

The subordinate seemed to be very emotional, but he didn't say what he wanted to say, and finally only shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, we're just doing things according to orders, then...you talk slowly, I won't bother." He turned around and exited the detention room, closed the iron door, and released the lock with a click of the code lock.

Yu Jingzhong on the ground moved, until the figure of his man disappeared at the end of the corridor, he sighed for a long time and said: "...little brother, I am sorry for you..."

Yan Lanyu has been waiting for this sentence for a long time. From when he was still in Japan two years ago, taking advantage of Xueye to secretly let go of this one-sided foreign agent, to keeping his vague promise for two years, he kept polishing his most delicate and fragile hope, and then kept repeating hope. In the cycle of disappointment, all beliefs were completely wiped out in the dark days and nights... He has been waiting for this sentence, the only one in his short ten years of life, and the last one who is unwilling to give up Wait, that's the sentence.

However, after he really heard this sentence, he didn't feel agitated or gloomy, he didn't cry, and he didn't even have the tingling and soreness that repeated hundreds or thousands of times.

Yan Lanyu took a deep and thorough breath, feeling the air aroused sharp pain in her lungs, so that her voice was very hoarse:

"No...it doesn't matter."

Yu Jingzhong moved a little closer, and Yan Lanyu saw that his whole body was covered with blood through the weak light, but most of them had dried up, I don't know how to do it. Yu Jingzhong noticed his gaze, but didn't explain much about his injury. He reached out and touched Yan Lanyu's pulse and the temperature behind his ears, and said, "You must be treated immediately, and the situation can't be dragged on. Why did you come here? Do they want to kill you too?"

Yan Lanyu did not answer.

"Listen," Yu Jingzhong said, "I have some information to tell you that this is something they tortured me for a long time. After you listen to it, go back and tell them little by little. Zhou Hui will come to rescue you after discovering everything. Zhou Hui is the first commander of the six teams under our special department. As long as you meet him, you will be able to survive. Tell him this is my last order. I must let you live..."

"It's useless..." Yan Lanyu said softly, "Don't bother, it's useless."

Yu Jingzhong grabbed the armrest of his wheelchair as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Lanyu’s slight voice that couldn’t refuse: “I’m a Onmyoji, I know...don’t bother, don’t let me say Too many words. You tell me the reason first, how did it become like this? Why did they pretend to be you?"

They held a stalemate for a few seconds, and Yu Jingzhong let out a long sigh and said dejectedly: "...In the military commission, a force that is hostile to us, one of their big brothers is about to die."

Yan Lanyu listened quietly.

"But the opposing forces are not ready to handover. Once the high-ranking boss dies, their entire system is in danger of collapse. In order to continue that person's life, they must use our special resources, so I It became their stumbling block."

"I learned that you came to H city a month ago, so I wanted to take this opportunity to take you over. For this reason, I secretly sent Zhou Hui; who knew that the other party took advantage of Zhou Hui’s absence in Beijing to come in and unite The forces of the demon in the so-called "Four Evil Dao" subdued the fifth team leader, God Wan Tiansi, who did not want to be manipulated by them, instigated the deputy team leader Yang Jin Pingcuo to lead the whole team to rebel, and pretended to be me and held me in Here."

Yu Jingzhong did not waste time explaining why a deputy team leader can lead the entire team to defect, but the team leader himself has no appeal.

"They have not killed me because I still know a lot of the information they want. Without this information, Yang Jin Pingcuo can't always replace me without revealing anything." He paused and said: "—— But once the other party’s plan is successful, if the big guy comes back to life, we will be crushed in particular, and all six groups will fall apart. It doesn’t matter any time to kill me, because no one will doubt it anymore. Yangjin Puncuo is a counterfeit."

Yu Jingzhong sighed and said: "So my hope of survival is really slim. It mainly depends on when the time can be delayed... I wanted to kill it for a while, but now I see you, It doesn’t matter. God is not bad to me. He gave me one last chance before he died."

Yan Lanyu panted and smiled slightly.

"On the contrary, I think God treats me not badly..." He said softly, "I think it is worth it now."

He grabbed the arm of the wheelchair and stood up slowly and hard. He staggered the moment he landed, and Yu Jingzhong rushed over to support him, wondering: "What are you doing?!"

"..." Yan Lanyu waved his hand not to ask, then broke free of his support, and staggered to the iron gate.

He is already very reluctant to stand. From the side, his already beautiful girlish cheeks are even more pitifully thin. But in that thin body, there is a terrible, desperate courage, which turned into an extremely strong force to support his spine and support him to stand still and not to fall.

He stared at the iron fence, swallowed with sweet saliva, and stretched out his hand in the next second to twist his shoulder joints, and his whole body shrank out of thin air, and half of his body "slid" like a snake and passed only a few inches apart. The iron bar gap!

Yu Jingzhong said in amazement: "——Shrink bones?!"

Yan Lanyu's chest was stuck in the iron fence, and he took a breath of extreme pain-for a few seconds he could hardly bear the heart-piercing pain, but then he lifted the intact hand. Helping to the shoulder on the same side, "Kera!" He twisted with a crisp sound, and amid the terrible collision and friction of the bones, he squeezed out from the iron gate a little bit!

With a plop, Yan Lanyu fell to the ground, and Yu Jingzhong rushed forward and grabbed the iron gate. The force was so strong that even his fingers convulsed violently.

Yan Lanyu panted for a while and motioned to Yu Jingzhong not to make a sound, then staggered to get up, gritted her teeth and slammed her shoulder against the wall, then twisted it straight with a click.

I can see that he is very used to the process of dislocation and reconnection. He gritted his teeth and raised his elbow to move a few times. Feeling his fingers slowly regaining consciousness, he walked to the code lock and entered the codes one by one. A few seconds later, the iron door opened with a click.

Yu Jingzhong rushed out, hugged Yan Lanyu who was falling down the wall, and slowly knelt down on the ground, shaking. He felt that his eye sockets were very hot, and even his breath was hot and sour; and the body in his arms was very, very cold, his bones were hard and his hands, it seemed that there was endless chill coming out of the bone marrow, and it was quickly swallowed. The last bit of a poor life for the boy.

"No...no pain," Yan Lanyu said in a daze, "Don't...don't cry, don't cry..."

He seemed to want to reach out his hand, but it fell down quickly and was grasped by Yu Jingzhong firmly in his palm. The senior agent who had been in the spy sea for more than ten years was trembling all over, pressing his face tightly to the side of the boy's neck, a desperate blank in his mind.

Yan Lanyu's consciousness is already very dizzy. He only felt cold, as if his whole body was incomplete and pierced by the cold wind. He wanted to ask Yu Jingzhong to hug himself a little bit tighter, but in fact, he couldn't feel it now even if he was close to the bone and blood.

"Quick...go..." His eyes were loose and intermittent.

"Hurry up...you...hurry up..."

Yu Jingzhong panted violently, raised his head and looked at the deep and secluded underground corridor. After a while, he gritted his teeth and got up, put the boy on his shoulders, and walked forward swayingly.