After the cold cannon fodder became terminally ill, the whole family was panicked

Chapter 86 Salesian Hospital

When Chu Zizhao arrived at the agreed location.

A look of obvious mockery swept over Chu Xuan.

Even though he was prepared, he still paused slightly.

Chu Xuan's clothes, which were always carefully taken care of to the point of being almost pretentious, looked a little messy.

He looked solemn.

There was a look of hostility between his brows.

There were obvious bloodshot eyes, and even the pupils occasionally glowed a dangerous red.

Chu Zizhao was a heavy smoker, and before he even got close, the woody bitter smell of tobacco could be smelled from him.

Chu Xuan is usually extremely self-disciplined and basically doesn't smoke or drink.

This time, I actually asked him to borrow a light for the first time.

The young master leaned against the dirty graffiti-covered wall, holding the cigarette butt between his slender fingers and taking a big bite in an unskilled manner.

"Are you finally willing to come back from the old house?" Chu Zizhao glanced.

after a long time.

Chu Xuan only hummed.

The blue bricks and black tiles of the Chu family’s old house hide many memories of his childhood.

The books he and Chu Yan had read together were still there, but the leaf vein bookmarks carved with a dagger and the notes written in childish handwriting all disappeared after being "wet" during the rainy season. There were only a few pieces of clothing left that the young lady had used. The Chu family was a wealthy family, so these things should have been properly preserved. However, none of the servants in the family remembered them, and when asked, they all had the same blank expression.

All information about Chu Yan's existence was mysteriously erased.

The only thing that can serve as evidence is the wooden sword that Chu Xuan gave to Chu Yan when he was young.

That sword was even almost thrown into the woodshed as firewood by "accident" on the day Chu Xuan returned to the old house.

The word "烟" (inkstone) above was burned into charcoal.

When Henry Chu picked it up.

But it can be clearly identified.

The way Chu Yan held it at that time.

It vaguely resembles the way she held the sword when she grew up.

Heroic and heroic.

Even though he didn't remember anything about her, when he was in the western suburbs, the cold sword intent with the breath of frost and snow could still easily arouse his whole body's true energy, causing him to tremble with inexplicable sadness.

In the next ten years, he mentioned to Chu Nuannuan several times that she had pestered him to learn sword when he was a child.

Chu Nuannuan was not interested and spoke vaguely.

She was not the original owner of the sword.

It's just an evil spirit that has taken over the magpie's nest.

Henry Chu exhaled a puff of smoke.

He is tall and his emotions are undetectable when he lowers his eyes.

The next words made Chu Zizhao frown violently.

On the night when he found the wooden sword, Chu Xuan went straight to City S with just the sword.

"——At that time, I was standing behind Chu Nuannuan."

"There is a dungeon in the basement of Xuanchuang. Even the most tight-lipped assassins can't survive more than three days in there."

Chu Zizhao scolded: "What a reckless man! Don't I dare to attack her? Do I need you to do it? Have you thought about the consequences of acting rashly? What if Yanyan gets hurt by the other party's strange tricks?"

Henry Chu raised his eyes from the smoke, his eyes were extremely vicious and fierce.

Chu Zizhao had to press his brows: "And then."

Chu Xuan's veins tightened again, and the spark on the cigarette butt was directly crushed by him:

"By the time I realized what was happening, I had already walked into the bakery next door and bought Chu Nuannuan's favorite thousand-layer cake."

"During the time I was unconscious."

"I was actually thinking that I can't deny Chu Nuannuan with just a wooden sword. She is mine—"

Chu Xuan's stomach churned, as if he had swallowed the entire evil spirit.

"It makes me believe that she is my sister."

Chu Zizhao was stunned: "You are also possessed by that thing?!"

Henry Chu hummed.

"So I came to you. If necessary, if I can't control myself, let Chu Yan kill me with her blood. She knows what to do."

Chu Zizhao: "Why don't you go find her directly?"

Henry Chu: "She doesn't need to know. If it really comes to that, you make the decision for her."

Chu Zizhao finally figured it out.

Henry Chu disappeared for two weeks.

He must have tried every possible way to get rid of Chu Nuannuan's control over him.

In the end it wasn't completely successful.

It's really a last resort.

Chu Xuan hopes that Chu Yan will kill him, but Chu Zizhao must bear the psychological burden of killing someone else and patriarchy.

"You really take yourself that seriously." Chu Zizhao sneered.

For some reason, "Chu Nuannuan" had a much greater influence on Chu Xuan than on herself.

Could it be——

Because I'm not a warrior?

Chu Xuan stood up:

"I'm talking about the worst-case scenario."

He motioned Chu Zizhao to look across the street: "There."

Opposite is a low building in the suburbs of S City.

Through the iron fence, you can see a cement courtyard overgrown with weeds, and abandoned slides and see-saws.

"I know you've been looking for the place where Chu Nuannuan was adopted."

"That's right there."

"S. Changteng Salesian Home."

The Changteng Salesian Home closed eight years ago. The official reason was that the society's willingness to adopt abandoned babies increased, so a number of orphanages were closed.

There is something eerie about abandoned buildings.

The two climbed into the courtyard, but the data from that year had been taken away, so they didn't find any useful information. The area nearby was also desolate.

Climbing to the rooftop of the orphanage, Chu Zizhao suddenly saw a building in the distance with faint lights on, facing each other across the street.

"Where is that?"

Chu Xuan squinted and looked.

The Grandmaster's eyesight revealed the dim sign.

The sign had red letters on a black background.

Like the title of a Chinese horror movie.

——"S Changteng District Late Qing Folk Museum"

Most of the museums in Xiaguo are public.

But there are also many private museums.

S City Martial Arts Association.

When a large sandalwood box containing a black female costume was dug out near the eastern suburbs, someone finally became suspicious.

So many strange things are attached to old objects.

Where do the objects that carry them come from?

Is it possible that it escaped from a museum?

The person who came down from above to investigate was a grand master.

Songyang, the white-haired master of today's martial arts world.

Song is a rare surname. The family has extremely high talent in martial arts and noble bloodline.

Song Yang only had one daughter, who died of illness several years ago. This time, the one accompanying him was a handsome young man named Song Ling. He was always smiling, and at a young age, he had already achieved the cultivation of an innate warrior before the age of 25.

Different from most children from wealthy families who were arranged into marriages.

Song Ling is still unengaged.

It is said that he was influenced by modern ideas and wanted to pursue true love freely despite his parents' opposition.

His ideas are also quite avant-garde.

This time when she came to S City, she also accepted an invitation to an entertainment variety show. She mingled with dozens of outstanding male guests and participated in an entertainment romance variety show.

The task force discussed this series of strange events.

The meeting adjourned.

Song Ling was young and couldn't sit still, so he wanted to go out for some fresh air.

In the warrior hall, I passed by a female warrior who was handing in a task.

He accidentally knocked the document out of her hand.

"Sorry, sorry." He looked up, a little stunned: "Female warrior, mid-stage acquired martial arts? Miss, you don't look that old - so powerful?"

Chu Yan suddenly looked up.

She looked at Song Ling's face for a long time.

I could hardly see a flower.

Then turn around.

Assistant Kurt opened the door for her and said in the same cold voice as usual:

"What's wrong with him?"

Chu Yan shook his head and looked towards the back seat.

"Why is there a bag of dog food here?"

Assistant Kurt said expressionlessly: "For Border Collie."

The two reviewed the details of yesterday's operations together.

The bag of dog food was so big that it pushed Chu Yan aside.

Chu Yan: "Did you change the car?"

Assistant Kurt: "Porsche 911, not often driven."

Chu Yan: “Oh.”

Assistant Kurt: "..."

The system saw that they couldn't continue the conversation.

I can't help but sigh: [Oh, host, oh, host. 】

Chu Yan: [Did you find out? ]

The system was shocked: [What? You also discovered it? I thought that the host, with your emotional intelligence——]

Chu Yan said:

[I bumped into that person in the Warrior Hall just now. ]

[In one sentence, it gave me 60 points of physical fitness.]

System: […Oh, I remember now. That’s right.]

Chu Yan:

[I wonder how many lives he has taken.]