Relying on the coffin, a beautiful red was covered on the two people. He sniffed the sleeping person with one hand, and the other hand\'s fingers pinched an ordinary white business card.

There is no one\'s name on the white business card, no phone, and only one line of address.

And on the back of the business card, two small silver characters were burned: "Eliminate evil"

The white piece of paper was slowly played with cold white slender fingers, like a white butterfly flying up and down, and finally stopped gently at the finger gap.

The long and narrow eyes were dark and dark, and unknown things were surging inside. When he dropped his eyes to the person leaning on his shoulder, the tumbling surge in those eyes stopped.

Wang Xiaoma was tossed and fell asleep under the quilt. His face was still red. His cheeks and jaws were covered with two or three black hairs. Because of his movements, there was a small nest in the collarbone. , The quilt had slipped off his shoulder.

Wen Feng touched his shoulder, and it was very cold. As he forgot that the other party no longer needed it, he pulled up the quilt and covered it.

Then kiss his forehead.

The feather patterns appearing on Wang Xiaoma\'s body, as well as the effects brought about by the feather patterns, have been guessed by Wen Fengjin.

His sacrifice is the most perfect, and he will not let Wang Xiaomei have any defects or defects.

Similarly, Wenfeng did not seem so calm and careless on the surface.

Brother is his.

Every inch is.

Something parasitic in his brother\'s body, even if it is a pattern, is a sign of provocation in the eyes of the wind! With the symbols of others, he stained the body and soul he carefully loved.

It was like leaving a stinky fingerprint on the most perfect work of the master painter in his life, which made him unbearable!

The beautiful feather pattern is bright and gorgeous, smelling the wind on it but disgustingly want to vomit.

Wang Xiaoma still slept soundly, his palms pressed against his left shoulder, his expression changed from gentle to cold and gradually twisted and crazy.

Removed the gentle face, and the soul inside stared at the piece of skin with paranoia, hoping to tear it off!

The black pupil that occupies most of the eyes is filled with scarlet.

"I shouldn\'t let him die so easily."

Wen Feng rubbed his face against Wang Xiaomei\'s head and rubbed...

"I was wrong... Do you blame me, brother, did not protect you well."

Wen Feng half-closed his eyes to himself, he didn\'t look in any direction, the cold air pressed open. At this time, Wang Xiaoya instinctively felt danger and panic and hummed.

"Little Wenzi..."

"It\'s so cold..."

He vaguely dreamed a few words, but it seemed to smash some fantasies, paranoia and madness disappeared...

When Wang Xiaomei opened his eyes dimly, he smiled softly in the dim space.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

"Seems……"

"Don\'t be afraid, I\'m here."

"Well, ha~~~"

Wang Xiaoba yawned, then arched into Wen Feng\'s arms.

Blind skin, warm body temperature is full of security.

Wang Xiaoma closed his eyes vaguely again.

Wen Feng looked down at him as his quiet sleeping smile faded away. The person who was blocked by the dark expression was silent for a while, adjusting his posture and closing his eyes.

The white business card was placed next to the pillow.

...

The next day, Wen Feng took out the business card.

"We go to this place."

"What\'s this?" Wang Xiaomei took the business card and turned it curiously, "Business card? But why don\'t you have a name and a phone? And it\'s quite familiar."

Bai Yu also stretched his head to look together and said, "Isn\'t this the business card that the man left last time?"

"Which?"

"The one in the horse gown hugging the Sailor Moon!"

"........."

Wang Xiaoba looked at Wen Feng without a word: "What are we going to do with him?" That big brother was so strange that it burst!

"He has a way to get rid of the feathers on your body." Wen Feng stared at Wang Xiaoyao, who widened his eyes, "Really?"

Isn\'t the feather pattern a side effect of elixir?

Wen Feng didn\'t answer at all. Wang Xiaoba took a business card and silenced, patting Bai Yu on the shoulder.

"Dabai, we are going out, are you going?"

"Go." Bai Yu said, "I\'ll change my clothes immediately."

"it is good."

Wang Xiaoma returned the business card to Wen Fengzhen, and Bai Yu went back to their rooms to change their clothes. Three people called a car from the villa area.

However, the address was near rows of old small commercial streets. The driver told them that there were various stalls in it, and there were so many pedestrians that they could not drive in.

So they can only get off the bus and ask the bosses of a few small shops, and slowly find them in the direction indicated by the boss.

By the time they reached the address written on the business card, it was already three hours later.

Rows of wholesale shops mostly hung red and blue such conspicuous signs, only one did not write any signs, only hung a black flag on the door.

And although the door is a sliding glass door, it is covered with a thick black film, similar to the one on car glass.

From the outside, I can\'t see what the inside looks like.

People coming and going are noisy and crowded. They are all shops that drive to wholesale groceries. This small shop with no one stopped is as conspicuous as the crowd.

The passers-by secretly looked at the three of them, most of their eyes were left to Wen Fengjin and Wang Xiaomei.

"Is this here?" Wang Xiaoma was a little uncertain.

Bai Yu scratched his head, "The style without a name on the business card is very similar to the shop without a brand, but I am not sure, maybe people are selling groceries?"

The two of them discussed whether to go to the door to ask, who knew that Wang Xiaomei looked up and opened the door when he heard the wind.

Wang Xiaoma hurriedly grabbed Bai Yu and followed.

When all three entered, the little black flag at the door fluttered gently, revealing a thin handwriting...

After that door, I realized that behind the door was the living room that occupied the entire house space. There was only an old wooden counter, a few sofas, and a small coffee table.

Wang Xiaoma actually saw the tea tray that his grandmother would use at that time from the coffee table, the kind of tea tray with red words printed on it on the white background!

Jacket, braid, Sailor Moon, plus this retro ornament...

Wang Xiaoma felt that his aesthetic was deeply shocked.

He looked back at Baiyu and found that Baiyu\'s expression was the same.

The door was stuck with a black film and could not enter the light, so a chandelier was hung on the ceiling.

The warm yellow light adds time filters to the old and retro living room, making people feel that walking through the door is like crossing a century.

Many small picture frames hung around the living room, and they stood in front of the wall facing the door as soon as they stepped on the wind.

Wen Feng looked at the picture frames on the wall without expression, frowning puzzledly when Wang Xiaomei walked quickly to him.

"How strange are you today, what are you looking at?"

After finishing his talk, he looked up from the perspective of Wen Feng. When he saw the person in the frame on the wall, Wang Xiaomei gradually widened his eyes.

"What happened to the two of you? How did you both stop?" Bai Yu smiled and patted Wang Xiaoma\'s shoulder and looked at the photo they were staring at, "Isn\'t it just a photo? What\'s wrong?"

"..."

"...Zhenbei, Yan Chun?!" Wang Xiaomei said incredulously.

The photo on the wall is a photo of the man they saw with Zhen Bei and Yan Chun!

That man actually knew Yan Chun and Zhen Bei!

"Several guests seem to like my photos." The smiling male voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Xiaoma almost frowned, and Bai Yu was startled.

Wen Feng took a few expressionless steps to block Wang Xiaoba behind his back, and his narrow and long pupils stared closely at the man who appeared beside the counter.

"you do this delibrately."

"What are you talking about? I don\'t quite understand."

The man tilted his head, a braid of black, white and white braids were neatly woven behind his head, and the pale cyan jacket allowed him to blend in with the retro environment around him.

Like the young masters of the Shuxiang family in the 1960s and 70s, or the gentle teacher.

Wen Feng squinted his eyes, and a burst of force exploded into the sky!

Bai Yu on the side felt like he was knocked by a sap and his brain was concussive. His chest was dull and painful.

Wang Xiaoma hurriedly pulled Bai Yu beside herself, and it was much better to hide behind the wind.

Even Bai Yu, who was a little closer, was uncomfortable like this, let alone the man facing the wind-blown face. He smiled and took a few steps back, his slender eyes stared at the wind-blown wind.

"Why are the guests so angry? You and the person behind you seem inhuman and inflexible. The small business like a small shop can\'t offend you. If you are dissatisfied, you can just raise them."

"Pretend to be confused?" Wen Feng\'s eyes were cold and he sneered. "If you know Yan Chun, who is the feather pattern? You naturally know it. Now that the feather pattern has reached my brother, don\'t you know Yan Chun\'s end?"

Feather pattern is Yan Chun? !

Wang Xiaoma clenched his palms behind the wind, before the shock was over, the man on the opposite side spoke...

"Ah, it turns out that you are angry because of my first few guests." The smiling man in a white jacket put his hands together, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at the picture of the wall. "I\'m not very familiar with the two, just a deal. Only."

"I will take a picture with the client who deals with me and hang it on the wall. All the photos on the wall are the clients who have done business with me."

"I am familiar with feather patterns, that is indeed the thing of my last guest, and he is indeed called Yan Chun...but that was a long time ago."

"So you don\'t need to do this, after all, I\'m afraid no one knows about feather patterns."

After the man finished, the hands in his sleeves gave a slight confession, and he smiled sincerely.

Wenfeng seemed to laugh, not speak, but the powerful coercion given by the elixir was also removed.

Wang Xiaoma secretly looked at it from behind Wen Fengjin, and was surprised to see that the man could be so calm in the face of Wen Feng\'s coercion, but when he looked closely, he realized that the sweat beads left by the man\'s temples became clear. .

This person is not able to resist Wenfeng\'s inexplicable power, but is fighting hard.

Wang Xiaoma admired it.

The man also saw Wang Xiaoma, who secretly raised his head, with a deeper smile on his face.

"But..." he said: "Feather-like stuff is a kind of gadget that keeps in my heart. It has a lot of effects. If you leave the host, you will die. There are very few things that can be successfully removed, let alone transplanted to others. Completely appears on your back..."

"So I guessed Yan Chun\'s end."

The man seems to be asking the wind and the wind, but actually looking at Wang Xiaomao.

He elongated his tone, and his slender eyes were bent.

"Yan Chun, did you eat it?"

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