"Dad?" Luo Jiutian walked into the bedroom, stood beside the bed and looked around, "Aren't you here?"
"It's so late, where can Uncle Luo go?" Jasmine asked with a frown.
"Jasmine?"
Lao Luo's voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone.
"Why are you here? Jiutian? Are you not here..."
"Dad!" Luo Jiutian ran to Lao Luo, "Where have you been? Why didn't you answer my call? What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep? Why..."
The two deep dark circles under Lao Luo's eyes made Xiaolan so shocked that she almost didn't recognize him.
"It's okay," Lao Luo stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, "I just came back from the headquarters and my phone is out of battery. What happened?"
"Dad...I, I saw that light."
Lao Luo's tired eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, but soon became the same as usual.
"Well, so..."
"It's that kind of light," Luo Jiutian gestured with his hands, "It's the one you told me when I was young..."
"Jiutian," Lao Luo cleared his throat and interrupted Luo Jiutian, "Let's talk about it later, it's time to rest."
"But dad, didn't you say..."
"There's no rush at this moment," Old Luo smiled slightly and turned to Jasmine, "Moli, how are you? Has Miss Qiao Nian's condition improved?"
Jasmine shook her head, "Uncle Luo, are you staying up so late just to deal with our Nine Detectives?"
Lao Luo's smile became more kind. He reached out and stroked Jasmine's head, and said slowly, "Jasmine, don't be stressed. Now, just follow your own plan. After the ceremony is completed, Jiu Tan's
The responsibility will really fall on you, so make good use of the free time in these last few months."
"Uncle Luo," Jasmine raised her eyebrows, "How about... or let Jiutian follow you? You are too busy. I shouldn't let Jiutian follow us around..."
"No," Unexpectedly, Lao Luo actually rejected Jasmine's suggestion. "Moli, I am confident in your plan. You can't follow me for nine days. He needs to exercise. This is a good opportunity. What do you have?
Just leave the difficult work to him as much as possible."
"father!"
Lao Luo stabilized the morale of the army and arranged for them to rest in the guest room of the Mystery Bureau. The guest room where Xiaolan and Qin Yin were located was opposite Lao Luo's master bedroom. Jasmine Qiao Nian and Dao Zhang lived next door to the left and right respectively.
As soon as Qin Yin entered the room, he started yawning non-stop. Xiaolan glanced at the clock on the wall. It was three-thirty in the morning. It was almost dawn, so he had to rest quickly.
Lie down on the bed, close your eyes, and everything that just happened comes back to your mind.
What is the "light" that Luo Jiutian talks about?
What are the twins in the Eight Immortals Village hiding?
Lao Luo, what are you hiding again?
Surrounded by questions, Xiaolan thought that this night would be another sleepless night, but as a result, those doubts were swirling in her head, and Xiaolan fell asleep in a daze.
Have you started dreaming?
Xiaolan blinked hard, but everything in front of her eyes was still blurry.
In the blur, a figure could be vaguely seen on the opposite side.
The figure seemed to be very slender.
Xiaolan wanted to reach out and rub her eyes, but the familiar feeling of being unable to control her body once again proved that she was indeed in a dream.
"Who are you?"
Xiaolan heard that her own voice seemed to come from the bottom of the water, with the sound of snoring bubbles.
"elder brother……"
The figure issued a distant call.
elder brother?
Are you calling yourself?
Did you hear it wrong?
"I'm not your brother."
"elder brother……"
The sound was farther away. Xiaolan squinted her eyes and felt that the figure seemed to have become smaller.
"go home……"
go home.
Xiaolan's chest suddenly froze.
The figure gathered into a gray vortex with the center as the center.
"Xiaolan?"
A gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Miss Xiaolan?"
Who is it?
This sound sounds like...
In the dream, Xiaolan turned her eyes desperately to see who was calling her name.
The vortex rotated rapidly, expanded, connected itself, and began to rotate together.
"Miss Xiaolan, are you... sleepwalking?"
Sleepwalking? Me?
My vision was spinning faster and faster, and dizziness and nausea came over me, making it overwhelming.
But it's okay, I'll wake up soon.
A cold touch touched his forehead.
Xiaolan gasped suddenly.
woke up.
But I am not in bed.
Not even lying down.
The person standing opposite him was not Qin Yin, but... Lao Luo.
Lao Luo stared at Xiaolan worriedly, with one hand on her forehead. Seeing that she opened her eyes, he took his hand off.
"Miss Xiaolan, do you have the habit of sleepwalking?"
Xiaolan was still breathing heavily, and shook her head in denial, "I have never sleepwalked before. I...did I sleepwalk today?"
She looked around and saw that she was standing in the corridor, facing Lao Luo's door. Her bedroom was behind her, and the door was open.
"It seems so," Lao Luo smiled reassuringly, "Miss Xiaolan is probably under too much pressure. She is still young and needs to learn to adjust as soon as possible."
Xiaolan nodded confusedly, moved his eyes downward, and saw that the mobile phone held in Lao Luo's right hand suddenly lit up.
There are new news reminders.
Xiaolan looked at the flashing message and tilted her head.
Lao Luo noticed her gaze and quickly put his cell phone into his pajamas pocket, then held her shoulders and gently pushed her back into the room.
The light from the corridor shone into the bedroom. Qin Yin turned his back to them and slept soundly.
"Get some rest."
Lao Luo hurriedly explained, closed the bedroom door, and left.
Xiaolan got back into the quilt again, looked up at the time, three fifty.
Only twenty minutes have passed?
It's still dark.
But this time I couldn't sleep at all.
Xiaolan's face was pressed against the pillow, but her eyebrows were tangled.
A message flashed on Lao Luo's cell phone. Although he could not see the content of the message clearly, what Xiaolan saw clearly was like a foxtail that kept scratching his thoughts.
But the problem is, Xiaolan doesn't know which part is causing her such a familiar and weird feeling.
What is it?
What did you see?
New questions were mixed with old ones, and all the questions were dancing hand in hand in Xiaolan's mind.
Until it got light and Jasmine knocked on the door to wake Qin Yin up. When the two of them dragged their tired footsteps out of the inner courtyard together, Xiaolan still didn't come up with any answer.
"Hey," the fool across from me at the dinner table glanced at Xiaolan and joked, "Why, Xiaolan was infected by Deputy Luo's dark circles?"
Xiaolan also felt that her eyelids were swollen, so she pinched the bun in her hand and bit it hard.
At this time, Jasmine tapped the edge of the bowl with her chopsticks, and they knew that Boss Jasmine was about to speak again.