The king's mainland talent plunder

Chapter 159 Meeting Bian Que Again
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly. After wiping off the snot sticking to their faces, the grandparent and grandson in the back continued to drink the mutton soup. The little kid gnawed on the big piece of mutton, and his mood was obviously much better.

Jia Luo asked Zheng Qing in a low voice: "Xiao Ming, why is your brain circuit different from others?"

Jia Luo had wanted to ask this question a long time ago, whether it was the Canyon of Kings Marathon Escape Race, the invented strong weapon style of play, or the sentence just now I wish you good luck in the East China Sea.

This was obviously a word of blessing, but when Zheng Qing said it on that occasion, it completely changed the flavor.

Zheng Qing shrugged his shoulders and said: "There are many unexpected things in the world. For example, you thought I would give an example."

"..." Jia Luo choked, not knowing what to say.

But Jia Luo also confirmed one thing, his brain circuit is indeed different from ordinary people!

The two of them drank the soup, and the grandmother behind him seemed to be educating him because he was a picky eater and didn't eat fatty meat. "You have to eat both fat and lean meat. You can't just eat lean meat. This way the nutrition is not balanced."

"Our family is not very rich, and we haven't reached the point where it's so rich, so we can't waste it." The old woman said, pushing the fat that the little boy bit off on the plate to the little boy.

The little boy stared at the shiny shiny mutton in front of him, he had already imagined that after this fat shiny mutton was bitten off in his mouth, the fat would explode in his mouth like a depth charge, Then there was a fit of nausea.

When the little kid was chilling all over, Zheng Qing said another sentence in a cold voice: "At least in summer, you have already achieved half of being so rich."

Granny:? ? ?

What the hell!

Why are you here looking for work?Forget about that sentence just now, but now it’s still coming! ?
With a gloomy face, the old grandma held the little boy's hand and said, "My good grandson, let's go."

"Xiao Ming!" There was a trace of blame in Jia Luo's eyes, "Didn't you just talk nonsense, why did you hate him again?"

Zheng Qing swallowed, and said: "I'm sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold back for a while, next time will be sure, next time will be sure."

Just as she was talking, the old woman had already dragged the little boy out, and when she went out, the little boy was bouncing around and loaded onto a man with a clatter.

The old lady immediately apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my grandson didn't mean it."

The man's dry throat made a hoarse voice: "It's okay."

His stiff face drooped, and he smiled at the little kid under him.

That weird and sinister smile made the little kid tremble, and a shiver came out, so frightened that the little kid hid behind grandma in panic, and whispered: "Grandma."

The old grandma thought it was her grandson who knew she had done something wrong, so she hurriedly patted the little boy's hand and said, "Good grandson, apologize to this uncle."

"Grandma..." The little boy looked at his grandma with pleading eyes.

The man's expression just now was really stiff, and the smile on his zombie-like face was so pervasive that the kid was so frightened that he didn't dare to show his anger.

Now the grandma wants him to stand in front of him and apologize to him. Doesn't this make him face his fear directly.

The little kid held the old grandma's clothes tightly, and he didn't dare to go forward. The old grandma couldn't move the little kid after a few pushes, so he realized that the little kid was extremely unwilling.

In desperation, the old lady apologized again and again, the man waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, how old is the child?"

"Seven years old." The old woman replied with a smile.

"The kid is fine."

The old lady replied again: "Yes, she is very obedient at home, but she is too noisy."

"Then, goodbye." He waved to the two.

"Goodbye." The old grandma patted her little grandson and said, "My dear grandson, say goodbye to uncle."

The little boy shrank his neck and said in a low voice: "Goodbye...goodbye..."

The man's mouth opened and closed, and the expression on his face gradually became rigid. The frozen look made his eyes very hollow, like a zombie that had been dead for a long time, "Goodbye."

Seeing that man's appearance, the little kid was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes. It was morning, and the sun had already come out, but under the sun, the little kid still felt chills all over his body, and he became seriously ill after returning home. one game.

He licked his mouth, then turned around and entered the mutton soup shop, he greeted Xiaoer: "A bowl of mutton soup, a piece of bread."

"Okay, sir, come up right away."

At this time, Zheng Qing also noticed this new guy who came in, his skin was dark and dry, and there was a medicine box hanging beside him. He had seen this guy before - Bian Que!
Back in Chang'an Medicine House, he gave Ah Liu a barrel of flour for free, but he couldn't be found later, so Zheng Qing had to find other pharmacies to buy flour.

Later, Pei Qinhu said that he met a strange doctor on the Great Wall, and the strange doctor told him that it was Ming Shiyin who framed General Su Lie.Fortunately, Zheng Qing reacted quickly and directly fooled Pei Qinhu.

Since then, Zheng Qing has not had a good impression of the strange doctor. If Ming Shiyin's affairs are exposed, he may have a hard time.

Zheng Qing wondered why that strange doctor knew about Ming Shiyin, but Zheng Qing didn't know where to start. Now that he also met a strange doctor at the Great Wall, he just didn't know if Bian Que, the strange doctor The strange doctor that Pei Qinhu delivered the news to.

Zheng Qing noticed Bian Que, and Bian Que also noticed Zheng Qing. He smiled at Zheng Qing and said, "Sir, we meet again."

"Yeah, we met again." Knowing Bian Que's good and evil, Zheng Qing still smiled back.

After all, the other party gave Ah Liu a bucket of flour for free, and now he has not shown any flaws, and even greeted himself first, Zheng Qing can't be too cold to him because of emotion and reason.

"Sir, I don't know what you are doing here at the Great Wall?" Bian Que was a little surprised.Could it be that Shangguan Wan'er didn't kill Ming Shiyin?

Sure enough, he still couldn't trust others. If he was in Chang'an, he could just poison Ming Shiyin himself. In that case, the so-called justice would be less.

"I'm here to investigate the invasion of the Great Wall and Thousand Cave City." Many people already know the purpose of Zheng Qing's coming here, and the soldiers of the Great Wall Guards may also spread the word that he is back. Then he could know what he was doing when he came back, so Zheng Qing didn't intend to hide anything from Bian Que.

At this time, Bian Que's mutton soup came up, and Bian Que took a large bowl and drank the warm mutton soup for three or four seconds, before Bian Que put down the soup bowl with satisfaction, and he thought about it The taste of mutton soup, and revel in it.

Bian Que slightly closed his eyes, feeling the smell of mutton in his mouth, "The murderer is Marco Polo."

(End of this chapter)