If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 1122

The slightly warm breeze hit Chu Zihang's cheeks one after another. The fragrance and singing of flowers and birds were mixed in the wind. The low-frequency laughter fluctuated from far and near. It is the cloud of smoke that is sometimes clear and sometimes drifts away, making it hard to tell whether it is reality or a dream.

What's rare is that Chu Zihang didn't use his five senses to collect surrounding information and analyze his environment as soon as his consciousness gradually became clear, as he used to do.I don't know why, but this time his mind was very peaceful, unusually peaceful, and the so-called vigilance was smoothed under the mirror-like water surface by that tranquility.

The drowsiness that had been entangled in his body gradually subsided, and the feeling of fatigue flowed from his skin like water, and as his fingertips dripped into the wind, he slowly opened his eyes in peaceful thoughts, and the sunlight pierced through his eyes. The shade of the willow trees outside the ancient pavilion cast circles of halo ripples in his brown-black pupils.

In those golden pupils that never go out, the backlit girl dozed off with her head leaning on the vermilion beam beside her, with her mouth slightly open, and dots of crystals hung on her cherry-colored lips, swaying and fluctuating when the wind blows , as if it would drip down at any moment. It fell onto the face of Chu Zihang whose head was resting on the girl's legs.

After staring at the saliva for a few seconds, Chu Zihang found that its tension was obviously greater than that of the precarious illusion, and it would not fall for a while, then he slightly staggered his gaze to look at the surrounding environment.

Just looking at it like this, he realized that he was not lying in the park of some hospital, because no hospital park would have an antique gazebo built in the lake.The ancient pavilion is located on a square island in the middle of the lake. It is a square pavilion with double eaves and vermilion corridors around it. There are no extra people, only the breeze and sunshine, willow trees and the lake.

Chu Zihang is lying on the vermilion corridor in the shade corner of the ancient pavilion as follows, with his head resting on Xia Mi's white and clean legs under the hem of the lotus skirt. This girl is also a big sleepy pillow. I fell asleep leaning on the Zhuzhu pillars of the pavilion. I probably failed to resist the cool breeze and the fragrance of birds and flowers in the afternoon. There was still a smile between pure and stupid on my face. I probably did something good dream.

Feeling the warmth and softness under the back of his head, Chu Zihang was a little silent. He was recalling how he came here and how long he had slept on the girl's lap, but no matter how he recalled, the last memory was only frozen in On the burning and falling Boeing plane, the groans of steel tearing and the howling and roaring of the crowd and the strong wind can be heard everywhere.

At that time, he saw a looming "line" that didn't exist in the valley of violent blood. Just when he was about to reach out and grab that line, his eyes suddenly went dark and he lost all perception. When he woke up again, it was The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers and the sleeping girl in front of my eyes.

Did you fail at the last step, or did you lose consciousness for other reasons?

Chu Zihang didn't quite know what happened at the last moment, but now that he was lying here intact, it probably meant that the plane landed successfully.But what time is it now, how long has he been in a coma, he doesn't know any more information.

Chu Zihang turned his head slightly to look at the stone tablet outside the ancient pavilion not far away. The sun shone on the stone tablet and illuminated the inscriptions on it. Due to the angle, he could only see the three characters "Jianbi Pavilion" clearly, and the next word was For the detailed explanation of this ancient pavilion, there is such a stone tablet standing, so most of this is a scenic spot, and what kind of scenic spot is it, when he saw the circles of willow trees and red flowers outside the lake, he probably had a bottom line in his heart .

It's just that Chu Zihang didn't know why he appeared here, and he might have to wake up Xia Mi in front of him if he wanted to understand the cause and effect.

Looking at the girl who was sleeping soundly like spring mud, Chu Zihang wondered for a while whether it was the right way to wake her up. There was no one else around, so she was the one who took care of him when he was unconscious.

Chu Zihang didn't quite know whether his head was heavy or not. If he kept pressing on the girl's leg, his muscles would be sore and ischemic. He had heard of this position before, but Lu Mingfei kept hanging on it. He said that if there is a beautiful girl who is willing to give him a knee pillow, he will die without regret or something. Is this the knee pillow that Lu Mingfei said?

No. It doesn’t seem to be all right. The place where I am pillowing now is Xia Mi’s plump but elastic thighs, and the knees should be forward. If I use my knees as a pillow, will it be too hard? The so-called A knee pillow or a leg pillow is more appropriate?Or is there some meaning in it that I don't quite understand.

He looked at the girl silently, without making a sound to disturb him, and without moving his position, his eyes just stayed on the little transparent saliva at the corner of the girl's mouth, the white spots swayed slightly when the wind blew, and how dazzling the reflected white spots proved that the girl had slept soundly How sweet.

The tip of his nose has always been filled with a moist and warm smell, like the fragrance of plants after the rain. He is not sure whether these smells are brought by the willows and red flowers blown by the breeze, or from the girl's body.This breath made him feel a little familiar, the degaussed disk in his memory was spinning silently, and the probe was exploring the long-worn gully, looking for the arms that rose and fell in the over-exposed images in the past time, dancing skirt, white silhouette
Out of the corner of the dark brown pupils, there are mandarin ducks sliding forward against the sunlight on the artificial lake in the distance, and ripples in arcs are swaying behind them one after another.

His lips trembled slightly, and he still decided to break the current comfortable and comfortable environment, because he never forgot the mission and tasks he carried on his body. Even if it was rest, he should have had enough rest during the time he was unconscious. The sense of relaxation and comfort he had experienced is proof that all the fatigue disappeared with the last coma, and his sleep was replenished to the point of fullness. This is a rare rest without nightmares. He can feel his own The state is at its peak.

Since there is no future trouble, it is naturally time to do business - the main thing is to wait for a while, the girl's saliva may really break through the tension and land on his forehead.

Chu Zihang was about to wake Xia Mi up, but a woman's voice reminded him calmly, "It's better to let her rest for a while, she hasn't closed her eyes for 48 hours."

Chu Zihang quickly got up from Xia Mi's legs to be vigilant, and touched his waist with his right hand concealedly, but found nothing. A tall slender woman with her arms around the vermilion pillars.

The woman is wearing a black suit shirt, with the first cut open to reveal the clavicles on both sides, and loose wide-leg slacks underneath. The overall first impression is sassy and lingering. The sharp sword eyebrows and the mature and stable aura on his body made Chu Zihang quickly guess two or three possibilities of the other party's identity.

The woman in the black shirt glanced at Chu Zihang, then at Xia Mi, who was leaning against Zhu Zhu and sleeping soundly under the shade of a tree, turned her head to signal Chu Zihang, turned around with her trouser pockets in her hands, and walked towards Guting's door. another corner.

Chu Zihang looked around the ancient pavilion, and saw no trace of other people, and there were only catkins floating along the artificial lake. Today, the attractions here seem to be closed, but they don't know how they got in Yes, even grandiosely resting at noon in the artificial lake.

After confirming that there was no other threat, or that there might be a threat that he could not rule out, Chu Zihang chose to remain silent. After looking at Xia Mi one more time, he followed the woman in the black shirt and came to the other corner of the ancient pavilion, facing the sun slightly. On the side of the bridge head where you can see the beautiful scenery of the lake and the park at a glance, the ancient pavilion in the lake is also being connected to the other side and this side by this red bridge.

"Chu Zihang?" The woman stood by the bridge, turned her head and said to Chu Zihang who was walking slowly and observing the surrounding environment.

"You are?" Chu Zihang acquiesced in his identity.Reasonably ask questions.

"Li Qiuluo, the commander-in-chief of the orthodox Lang Juxu, you can understand his position as the chief executive of the secret party's executive department. We have passed your team members and the principal of Kassel College, your immediate superiors Hilbert-Jean Angers made the matchmaking, and I will try my best to help you with your actions during your trip to Beijing." The woman looked sideways at Chu Zihang who was standing behind a step of sunlight and showed a copy of A document with an unfamiliar badge, self-reported home.

"Meeting you for the first time." Chu Zihang was very polite, nodding his head neither humble nor overbearing, and at the same time stretched out his hand to shake each other lightly, "If possible, I would like to know the current location and situation of my other companions."

"Shouldn't you care more about where you are now than where your companions are?" Li Qiuluo lowered his head slightly with a smile on his lips.

Chu Zihang looked away from the woman and slowly glanced at the surrounding scenery, the ancient pavilion, the lake, the willow tree, and the stone tablet. He paused, "If my guess is right, we should be in the In the scenic area of ​​Yuanmingyuan?"

"Have you learned about the attractions here before coming to Beijiao?"

"I have done some travel guides." Chu Zihang nodded and admitted, "Compared with the current situation, I want to know the situation of my companions."

He repeatedly emphasized what he wanted.

"After your arrival in Beijing yesterday, Orthodoxy held a brief reception and contact. Except for the Linnian team, the other secret party teams have already entered into their own arrangements. As far as I know, they are temporarily near the Wangfujing business circle. I stayed at a hotel in the city, and actively launched an investigation operation, but we don’t know the specific description and trajectory.” Li Qiuluo also gave Chu Zihang all the information he wanted very simply.

"Then why are she and I here?" Chu Zihang asked softly, and at the same time glanced sideways at some silhouettes of the girl on the other side of the Guting from Zhu Zhu.

"Does your last memory still stay at the moment when your Boeing plane crashed?" Li Qiuluo asked with his hands back in his suit trouser pockets, standing by the bridge and looking at the paired mandarin ducks and the sparkling waves on the water.

"Yes." Chu Zihang replied.

"Then you should know that your physical condition has reached a dangerous threshold at that time, or that you have fallen into a state of endangered bloodlines. Using the scientific terminology of the Secret Party, it should be called 'critical blood limit out of control'."

Chu Zihang didn't answer, but just silently looked at this mysterious woman who was meeting him for the first time.

"If you are in the area under the jurisdiction of the European Secret Party, the moment the plane successfully lands, no matter how much contribution you have made, if you can successfully wake up and regain consciousness, then you will find that the place you are in is a confinement room Or prison. But luckily you landed in Beijing, and at your friend's request, you were successfully handed over to us for a special emergency treatment procedure. If nothing unexpected, you should now You will feel some bitterness in the mouth and flatulence in the stomach, and may also be accompanied by some slight loss of strength, which is also a subtle phenomenon left by the treatment, and will disappear in the normal metabolism of three natural days after stopping the treatment." Li Qiuluo said.

Chu Zihang did feel all the symptoms that Li Qiuluo mentioned on his body. Although he did feel that his whole body was enveloped in comfort after waking up, this comfort abnormally affected him from concentrating on tensing up. Mobilize your muscles to enter the state of challenge.

He tried to feel the traces of being healed on his body, but there was no obvious feedback from any part.But when he lifted his wrist, he did find that there were pinhole marks on it. In the past 48 hours, he had been on the hospital bed and had fluid transfusions, but based on his knowledge reserve, he didn’t know what drugs could cause the blood to go out of control. situation has an effect.

He didn't ask Li Qiuluo what he had injected into his body, because he knew that he might not get results if he asked about some things, but he could still ask some questions that could answer his doubts sideways.

"Can I be considered recovered now?" Chu Zihang asked softly.

"It depends on how you define the scope of 'rehabilitation', but in my opinion, you are healthy now, but I think it's better for you to see it yourself." Li Qiuluo didn't answer this question directly, and looked sideways at Chu Before the other party could think about the hidden meaning in her words, Zihang took out a small round portable mirror from his pocket and threw it at him.

Chu Zihang raised his right hand and firmly grasped the thrown mirror and observed it in front of his eyes. There should be nothing special about this round mirror. Judging from the shell, it looks like it was bought in a scenic spot. It also has the unique light yellow color of scroll paintings on it. The landscape map of the old Summer Palace is the garden view of the Old Summer Palace.

He glanced at Li Qiuluo, who gave him a look, so he opened the mirror in silence.

Chu Zihang saw his own appearance in the mirror as expected, but after seeing the face that he would see in the mirror every morning, he was slightly stunned.

Under Li Qiuluo's quiet gaze, Chu Zihang, who was looking in the mirror, slowly raised his hand to touch his eyes, and stopped before his fingers covered his eyelashes.

Because it is impossible for him to really touch those dark brown eyes, there are no previous colored contact lenses or contact lenses on the pupils, and there are only the purest pupils under his fingers, which he has not seen for a long time dark brown pupils.

Chu Zihang's pair of eternal golden pupils went out for some unknown reason, and the boy in the mirror could no longer see wild dragons and beasts in his pupils, only the clear black brown and rippling confusion.

(End of this chapter)