The Lin family monster grows up

() "Lin Banruo, how can you kick someone's door casually?"

Dong Xiaoqing turned her head and gave Lin Banruo a gouged look, and then she was about to close the door, ready not to disturb her.

"Go in and have a look."

Ignoring the beautiful girl's accusation, Lin Banruo touched her nose in embarrassment, then grabbed Dong Xiaoqing's wrist as white as snow, and broke into the door.

"Lin Banruo, kicking the door is already wrong, and now you barged in without the master's permission. Teacher Qin will be very angry at your reckless behavior." He scolded to the utmost, but his watery eyes surveyed the fashionable structure of this three-bedroom and one-living room in all directions.Of course, apart from the neatly arranged three warmly furnished bedrooms, there was no one in this elegant and feminine house.

In other words, Teacher Qin is not here!

Dong Xiaoqing frowned. It seemed that today was a waste of time. Maybe Teacher Qin went to the hospital by himself.While thinking this way, from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the charming boy standing in Qin Junqiu's bedroom, and suddenly found that this boy was frowning, showing a strange and thoughtful expression, which was very suspicious.

"Lin Banruo, did you find anything?"

After pausing, Dong Xiaoqing walked to his side, tilted her delicate and lovely head, and asked in a daze.

"Qin Junqiu just left not long ago."

With hints, Lin Banruo picked up a cup of steaming hot soup bowl placed on the desk—it was filled with a viscous liquid with an unknown smell, and gently sniffed it between his lips and nose, as if he had noticed something , the curved and beautiful sword eyebrows suddenly burst into a weird smile.

"what is this?"

Compared with Lin Banruo's judgment, Dong Xiaoqing was more curious about the soup bowl in Lin Banruo's hand that smelled of traditional Chinese medicine.

"poison!"

Lin Banruo gave a wicked smile, and put down the soup bowl. Although her face was calm, there was a turmoil in her heart. It seemed that this woman really believed in herself.It's just that Lin Banruo also knows that in this layer of belief with some color, it may not contain her own despair.

"What poison?" When Dong Xiaoqing asked, the shock on her face was indescribable.

"Mercury, arsenic, raw crotons, young lady Cantharidin, toads...everything!"

"Are you lying to the children?" Dong Xiaoqing was startled, then sneered, "According to what you said, Teacher Qin is going to commit suicide."

"Aren't you stupid!" Lin Banruo said as he left Qin Junqiu's bedroom, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep solemnity, "It seems that they took her away, no, we We must rush before them and take her back, whether she lives or dies is for me, Lin Banruo, to decide."

"Hey, Lin Banruo, wait for me, hum..."

Dong Xiaoqing was about to question the reason after hearing the evil boy's unexplainable emotion, but he didn't expect the evil boy to start his steps, and disappeared without a trace in a flash of thought.Dong Xiaoqing firmly despises this kind of behavior of betraying her friends.

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"Jun Qiu, Jun Qiu, Jun Qiu..."

A cry seemed to come from far away or close at hand, and the mature woman lying on the sacrificial altar wearing only a thin pink and white nightgown slowly opened her Jianshui eyes in the eyes of everyone.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

Qin Junqiu lifted up the haggard hair that covered his forehead, rubbed his dull eyes, glanced at the gods under the altar, and slowly frowned, reflecting a different style.This mature woman who is not deliberately dressed in a weird way, supported by the original ecologically perfect facial features, has now revealed a classical temperament that is unique to beauties in the world.

"Jun Qiu, you're awake."

Out of the crowd under the sacrificial altar, a gray-haired but very hale and hearty old man walked up to Qin Junqiu, leaning on a dragon headed crutch, with deep sadness and helplessness hanging between his brows.

"Grandpa, what is this place? Why am I here?"

Qin Junqiu wanted to get up, but found that her limbs were tightly bound by the iron locks that appeared strangely on the sacrificial altar, and she couldn't move an inch. When she realized something was wrong, she asked the old man who came beside her. .

"Son, this is the ruins of the Phoenix."

The white-haired old man, Qin Canglan, the patriarch of the police family, at this moment, no longer has the majesty he used to treat the enemy, and he has a kind face when facing his granddaughter who carries the highest expectations.

"Phoenix ruins? What are you talking about? I don't understand!" Qin Junqiu questioned while looking at the surrounding environment. I saw that this place illuminated by the setting sun, except for some ancient and simple atmosphere that does not know history, is A few dismal decorations in ruins.

"My child, I have been deceiving you for so many years." Qin Canglan sighed deeply, and waved towards the crowd. In a short while, two women and a handsome middle-aged man walked away gracefully. come over.

"What did you lie to me about?"

Qin Junqiu's face was already full of shock, and he inadvertently pulled the iron chains and shackles on his limbs. The sound of the shackles on the ground made the eccentric mature woman suddenly feel like a pawn arranged by someone, unable to move every move. about.

"Actually, you haven't been sick all this time. In fact, every time you get sick, you will feel excruciating pain. My child, that's a curse!" Layers of sorrow: "This is Mr. Zhiye. I arranged for him to deceive you about his illness back then."

"Mr. Zhiye, is my grandfather right?" As if hearing the biggest lie in the world, Qin Junqiu froze at the scene immediately, stiffened for a while, turned his head, and stared at the middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor, full of expectation He asked: "Actually, I'm not sick; in fact, for so many years, I have been fooled by you to live a life of a nine-to-five teacher; in fact, I don't need to retire from the police circle at all. Is it? Zhiye gentlemen!"

"Perhaps!" Mr. Zhiye shook his head, "Although you are not sick, the severe pain once a month shows that your body is more terrifying than the sick."

"What do you mean?"

"Because you are the cursed phoenix."

Qin Canglan's eyes flicked over the sad faces of the eldest brother, Qin Junyi, and the second child, Qin Junhong. The fluttering helplessness made people feel a little sad.

"The cursed phoenix?" Qin Junqiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, with tears in his eyes, "Grandpa, did my aunt's death also come from the curse of the phoenix?"

"It is, it is not." Qin Canglan squinted slightly, looking at the empty sky, "Your aunt and your mother are both from Phoenix, so you and Junyi and Junhong have Phoenix blood, and this curse has been passed down from generation to generation. , The curse of the previous generation was fulfilled on your aunt, but the curse of this generation has possessed you. Son, your mother and father bravely ventured into the Phoenix Land to help you lift the curse, and they have not come back now. Child, your life is destined to end like this, and Grandpa can't do anything about it."