“没有回墨城，反而赶往镇妖关，是要去妖域么？”
                
            

            

            
            
                “还带着一位双手缠满锁链的壮汉...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “还好，总归还能拖一点时间。”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨轻舒一口气，手指轻敲桌面，紧接着在手机中找到余三水的号码，再次拨打过去。
                
            

            

            
            
                没人接。
                
            

            

            
            
                但禹墨却耐心十足，再次拨打。
                
            

            

            
            
                如此循环了整整六次，电话才终于被接听。
                
            

            

            
            
                隐约间还能听见电话那边传来一道女人不满的声音：“谁呀，这么会挑时候...”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨嘴角微微抽搐。
                
            

            

            
            
                “说！”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨能明显感受到，余三水在说这句话时所压抑的怒火。
                
            

            

            
            
                原本还打算走威胁路线的禹墨果然换上一副笑容：“余老，您好，打扰了您的雅兴，我很抱歉。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “知道抱歉，你现在就应该将电话挂了。”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨没好气的回应。
                
            

            

            
            
                “嗯...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “不行。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “虽然接下来我要说的话，就连我自己都觉得有些自我谴责，但我还是要说。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “余老，余生...出罪城了。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “去的是妖域。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “您知道的，在我眼中，他就是我的亲弟弟。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “相信您也会担心他的安危吧。”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨尽可能用温和的语气开口说道。
                
            

            

            
            
                余三水的脸瞬间黑了。
                
            

            

            
            
                “他不是昨天才去的罪城么？”
                
            

            

            
            
                “今天就出城了？”
                
            

            

            
            
                “罪城特么是他开的吧！！！”
                
            

            

            
            
                余三水此时只感觉自己的头疼，很疼！
                
            

            

            
            
                “这件事同样超出了我的预料。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “但有时候，我们无法掌控。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “所以还是要辛苦您...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “务必让他在妖域，多安全的逗留一段时间。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “别急着回来。”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨同样叹息一声，满是无奈。
                
            

            

            
            
                “哦...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “我...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “没...信号...”
                
            

            

            
            
                “嘟嘟。”
                
            

            

            
            
                电话挂断！
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨嘴角一抽，再次打了过去。
                
            

            

            
            
                关机了...
                
            

            

            
            
                “这真是九觉能办出来的事儿么？”
                
            

            

            
            
                禹墨黑着脸，忍不住吐槽道，随后再次找到一个电话号码，打了过去：“我需要和余三水通话...”