Mountains and seas have a home

"Chief, your kung fu has improved a bit." Fu Zhong let go of Ji Yao who was panting from being kissed, and the front of his chest was held in Ji Yao's palm, and his panting sounded like grass in the darkness.

Ji Yao knew what kind of kung fu he was talking about, stepped on his toe, and said: "I was kissed by you every now and then, and I wanted to kiss you as soon as I met. No matter how stupid you are, you should learn it. Your relative's skills are so good, who can teach you?" Yours? Am I the first?"

Fu Zhong smiled and flicked him on the tip of his nose, and hugged his waist tighter. He suddenly felt that the belt buckle of the windbreaker was a little in the way: "You are my first love, tell me, is this the first one? I have never been in love in high school. When I met you in college, I fell in love with someone for the first time, and it was a man, and I thought it was incredible."

Ji Yao didn't speak, bit her lip and fiddled with the buttons of Fu Zhong's windbreaker, her fingers slid past the English trademark engraved on the buttons.Fu Zhong raised his hand and tapped the ends of Ji Yao's hair, and continued: "As for those things, I read them in books, heard them from others, and watched them in movies, but none of them taste as good as kissing the chief. Chief, you are really sweet."

As he spoke, he touched Ji Yao's ear again. He found out the pulse, as long as the tip of his tongue touched there, Ji Yao's body would tense up, as if he was trying to suppress some emotion, and he couldn't help but hold his hand Tighten up.

Feeling a little happy in his heart, Fu Zhong looks very mature, but he is actually a young man with a new love.A young master from a wealthy family like him has a history of romantic affairs at a young age. Ji Yao once asked others insinuatingly, such as Chen Wei. He was surprised that Fu Zhong was a blank sheet of paper before he went to college, and he It has become the thickest stroke on the white paper.

He said that he was his first love, how much affection is there?All turned into a river of tobacco, full of wind and wind in the city.In ancient times, there were talented scholars who wrote poems, and the phoenix and the phoenix returned to their hometown, and they traveled all over the world to seek their phoenix.

Fu Zhong said that he wanted to sleep with the chief, but Ji Yao said no, how could this kind of place do such a thing.Fu Zhong lowered the corners of his mouth in disappointment, and the invisible big tail that had been shaking excitedly behind him also drooped.

Ji Yao rubbed Fu Zhong's hair, kissed him at last, and said goodnight softly.Fu Zhong took his hand, leaned on Ji Yao's ear and said, "ялюблютебя."

This is Russian, and the Chinese translation is I love you.This time, Fu Zhong's Russian words are correct and round, and there is no deviation in voiceless consonants and voiced stops. Compared with before, it is indeed a great improvement.Ji Yao touched his burning ears, pulled off Fu Zhong's tie, and whispered: "Me too."

Fu Zhong stood at the corner and watched Ji Yao go down the stairs. Ji Yao stood in the halo and waved goodbye to him. He was tall and wore a neat suit under the windbreaker. Although Fu Zhong wanted to tear off his tie several times, But after all did not do it.

Turning around and walking to the upper floor, he turned his head and glanced at the camera at the end of the corridor, and went to the elevator with a blank expression.The elevator door opened, only to see Xiao Zhuoming in a lab coat standing inside, followed by a young man, who seemed to have just come down from the ground, because there was still a lot of snow foam hanging on his shoulders.Fu Zhong walked in and greeted Xiao Zhuoming, who smelled a faint smell of formalin.

Glancing at the young man's face, Fu Zhong suddenly felt that this seemed to be an old man, after all, the face was very familiar.After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this is the doctor from Chengdu Medical Center, and Ji Yao called him "big pig".

The doctor also recognized him and raised his hand in greeting.Fu Zhong stood beside him, also behind Xiao Zhuoming.Xiao Zhuoming remained silent as usual, and Fu Zhong saw that the female intern's lab coat was stained with yellowish medicine, and she was still carrying a metal box.

"Why did you come here?" Fu Zhong asked the doctor next to him softly. He felt a cold chill coming from the doctor, the kind of cold that is unique to Siberian winter.

The doctor patted the falling snow off his shoulders, and smiled politely: "I joined the medical team of the 'backtracking' plan, and I just arrived here today. Winter in Russia is really cold."

With a final sigh, he tightened the scarf around his neck. He lived in Chengdu all year round, and it rarely snows in Southwest China. The doctor obviously hasn't recovered from the minus [-] to [-] degrees cold.

The elevator door opened, Fu Zhong looked at the floor, but he hadn't reached where he was going.Xiao Zhuoming turned around to say goodbye to Fu Zhong, and left with the metal box. She always had a calm attitude towards people. Although she was not cold, she always felt that she didn't pay attention to anything.

When Xiao Zhuoming went out, Ji Yao walked in from the outside, and Fu Zhong was disturbed at once.If there was no doctor in the elevator, he would hold Ji Yao in a circle now, but now he could only pretend to be calm and salute Ji Yao: "Hello, Chief Ji."

"Well, hello." Ji Yao nodded as usual as a greeting, entered the door with his pockets on, turned around and pressed the floor where his room was located.

Apparently the doctor is also Ji Yao's old friend. Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, but after realizing it, he punched the doctor. The doctor's plaid coat was stained with snow, which was damp.Fu Zhong took a step to the right and leaned against the marble wall of the elevator, the stone wall was shining brightly.

Ji Yao stood in the middle and talked with the doctor in a low voice. He was slightly taller than the doctor. Although the old friend's words were less harsh, it was far from being as gentle as he was to Fu Zhong.Fu Zhong stood quietly at the side without saying a word. He secretly hooked Ji Yao's finger and made sure that everything was out of the doctor's sight. A small and secret thrill surrounded his heart.

The chief was indeed the grimacing Hades who could hold back the scene, he communicated with the doctor calmly, without even trembling in his tone.Fingers grabbed Fu Zhong, and finally buckled together, hiding behind the overlapping sleeves of the two.

The doctor was naturally unaware of the trickery between the two, although he unseen 300 million watts of light, turning into a giant human-shaped light bulb.Sniffing the air in the elevator, there is a sweet and greasy aroma floating in the leisurely coolness, and I don't know where it comes from.

"Did you eat strawberry yogurt? Why do I smell a sweet smell?"

The doctor frowned and asked Ji Yao, and Fu Zhong rubbed his nose and smiled as soon as he finished speaking. Ji Yao stepped on his heel and didn't answer his question. The doctor was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Chief, I'm here." Fu Zhong looked at the red number on the top, and quietly let go of his hand, "It's getting late, Chief, you should have a good rest."

Ji Yao hummed lightly and said, "You go back and drink more coffee."

Fu Zhong smiled without saying a word, walked out with long legs, and turned left out of Ji Yao's sight.Listening to their inexplicable conversation, the doctor couldn't figure out the mind he forged from a first-class institution of higher learning, and gestured to Ji Yao, "You told him to drink more coffee? Wouldn't it cause him to be too excited and lose sleep? After all, it's almost midnight now gone."

Ji Yao put his hands into his warm pockets, and said with a smile: "Not all coffee can refresh you, but all strawberry yoghurt is sweet."

The doctor thought to himself, he can't fight, he really is a high-achieving student who graduated from the School of Humanities, and when he said something, it looked straight and straight, but in fact, there were twists and turns hidden inside, and he couldn't figure it out even after scratching his head. out of the metaphor.

"Big pig," Ji Yao said suddenly, "do you have any way to lighten the scars? The ones that have been repaired exactly like before?"

The doctor changed the suitcase in his hand to a portable one, glanced at him, and said, "Didn't you think it didn't matter at the beginning, why are you going to downplay it now?"

Ji Yao's complexion was very bad, and she stared at the jumping red numbers on tiptoe: "It's different now than before, I don't care that others will care, if it scares them, it's not a good thing."

The doctor didn't know who he was talking about, and he didn't want to know. He squinted his chin and looked at Ji Yao's face, sighed and decided not to expose his sore spot: "There are many ways, but there is no time now, and I will travel through the day after tomorrow. Let’s talk about it after time travel. Normally, you should wear tighter clothes. No one dares to touch you, let alone look at your scars.”

"Oh."

Ji Yao ended the doctor's words with one word, and stared forward with the corners of his mouth tight, his blurry reflection reflected on the bright marble wall, and suddenly remembered that this windbreaker was suitable.

Really no one dares to touch him?Of course not, if the back is intact, even if Fu Zhong takes off his clothes, he will be very happy.Ji Yao felt that she was very lustful, she looked frigid, and avoided people for three thousand miles, but in fact, she was only willing to spread her legs in front of Fu Zhong.

Xiao Zhuoming walked into his room, put the metal box on the table, tore off his formalin-smelling lab coat and threw it into the bathroom, and lay down on his back on the bed.She was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes. Only the soft bed could give her some comfort.

The phone rang suddenly, and he squinted and opened his eyes to see that the caller was "Uncle".Xiao Zhuoming cursed fuck, threw the phone aside, sat up and got out of bed, and opened the box on the table in a slump.

The phone rang for a long time under the quilt before it quieted down. Xiao Zhuoming was very disturbed by the buzzing sound.She sat down in front of the workbench and turned on the overhead light. On the table were all kinds of metal instruments and bottles and jars filled with chemicals.

With only a knitted sweater and trousers left on his body, he raised his legs and stepped on the crossbar, and took out a few photos and report forms from the metal box.She crouched down and looked down at the photos, which were taken under an electron microscope and marked with red pen.

I looked at it very carefully at first, and studied the structure of the nucleus over and over again. After seeing that my complexion became worse and worse, I finally threw all the photos on the table with a snap, holding my head and going crazy.

After going crazy for a while, I sat in a daze under the lamp, reached into my trouser pocket and took out a newspaper clipping. I opened it up and looked at it. It was a photo of the Tibetan archaeological site.She brought the photo close to her nose, and then held it farther away, rubbing it loudly, as if it was not a photo, but her own heart.

When the computer is connected to her study, she can remotely call the materials in the study, including paper books and databases.She took down the "Seven Revised Classified Manuscripts" from the bookshelf, written by a man named Lang Ying, and was published in the Ming Dynasty.

"In the last years of Chenghua in the Ming Dynasty, a dragon fell on the beach in Xinhui County, Guangdong. One person was tall, tens of feet long, with a red belly, just like the dragon in the painting. People at that time were very different, and they were beaten to death."

According to the record in the book, tens of feet is a hundred meters long, which seems to have exceeded the scope of human imagination.Xiao Zhuoming sat cross-legged on the chair, raised his hand to flip through the book in the virtual light beam, his facial features were all wrinkled together: "What the hell, there can't really be dragons?"

She read this book many years ago, and thought it was just an ancient encyclopedia. The ancients were ignorant, and it was reasonable to make up mountain spirits and monsters to highlight the emperor/power. Xiao Zhuoming never took it seriously.

Now she has seen all kinds of weird creatures being soaked in formalin, even mermaids have been taken alive, and the archaeological community has dug up a huge creature 400 meters long, all of which have impacted her inherent worldview.

After struggling for a long time, I suddenly realized that I am a trainee doctor, why did I start a biologist for a living?What did all this matter to her?

strangeness.

On the morning of the second day, the jeep drove all night in the Daxing'an Mountains, left the mountains, and arrived at Longhe Town.The car stopped on the edge of a tributary of Heilongjiang to take a rest. There was no snow in this mountain, and the river was frozen.The driver wearing a leather hat squatted by the river to break open the ice shell, and then stretched out a soft hook.

Tang Ji was wearing yesterday's black woolen coat, sitting on the hood of the jeep and looking at the distant mountains. The view is wide, the mountains disappear at the end, and a little further away is Heihe City, which used to be the Sino-Russian border. Shensk is one step away.He turned up his collar to keep out the cold, and looked indifferently at the jeep driver who was fishing by the river with an expressionless face. He was half squatting next to the hole in the ice looking down, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

With a snap, a crucian carp melon seed was pulled up and hit the ice hard, bouncing non-stop.This driver is really capable. He can catch fish even in this icy and snowy place. Seeing that the crucian carp is not small, it is enough for a full meal.

The driver carried the fish and walked back to the river beach. Seeing Tang Ji sitting on the hood and staring into the distance, he shook his head and complained, "You don't know how to find some mushrooms in the forest just sitting there."

Tang Ji rolled his eyes to look at him, because he naturally had light eyebrows and didn't smile often, he looked fierce.The driver was taken aback, put on the hat on his head and left the fish to dry in the snow, then trotted into the forest, looking for seasonings for fish stew.

Looking at the crucian carp seeds still bouncing around on the snow, Tang Ji sat for nearly a minute with a blank face, then frowned, jumped out of the car to pick up the crucian carp, and pulled out a dagger from his boots.

After a while, the driver ran back in a panic, holding some green leafy vegetables in his arms, and looked back from time to time. There were a few fireflies swaying in the woods, which were green wolf eyes.

But there was Tang Ji, the eyebrowless wolf king, who was sitting here, scaring away a group of gray wolves with his fierce aura, turned around and ran down the hillside and disappeared.The driver hid behind Tang Ji, the Buddha Bodhisattva yelled, and he stopped talking when the wolves left.

Smelling a strong smell of blood and fish, the driver looked down and saw a pool of blood on the snow.

"Brother Wolf, did you kill the fish?" the driver asked cautiously.

Tang Ji was wiping the blood off the dagger, when he turned around, the dagger shone brightly in front of the driver, Tang Ji threw the dagger into his boot without saying a word, and it happened to get stuck into the scabbard.

Silence speaks louder than sound, the driver didn't dare to make a sound, the King of Hades could kill him at any time.He carried the dead fish and buried them in the snow to keep the meat fresh, and he took out the boiler from the car in twos and twos. Although he didn't know why he prepared these things, he lit a fire to melt the snow, washed the wild vegetables, and stewed the fish in the pot.

Tang Ji wanted to take a look at the scenery quietly. After all, the scenery on the Sino-Russian border varies from season to season, but the aroma of stewed fish drifts over there from time to time, and there is also the bright light of the bonfire.

The crucian carp melon seeds are tender and will be stewed in a while, and the fish soup is thick and white.The driver sprinkled a handful of prickly ash that he carried with him into it, scooped up the soup and couldn't wait to taste it, his tongue was burned off a layer of skin.

"Brother Wolf," the driver always called him, "The fish soup is ready, don't just sit around, come over and drink some soup to warm your body."

Tang Ji didn't move, didn't even make a sound, the driver looked back at him, Tang Ji sat on the car hood like a wolf, staring at this side without moving.

The driver scooped up the soup for him, held the iron bowl to warm his hands, and passed the soup in front of Tang Ji: "Brother Wolf, take a sip. I cooked a lot. Although I don't know what you are doing at the border, you can't suffer on the road."

Staring at the fish soup in the bowl for a minute, Tang Ji raised his hand to take it when the soup was cold. He took a small sip, curled his lips, and said three words: "It's tasteless."

The driver was shocked, sadly went back to the stove, drank a few mouthfuls of fish soup, how could this soup be tasteless!Crucian melon seeds are one of the three flowers, five flowers and eighteen seeds in Heilongjiang. Tang Ji actually said that they are tasteless?Violence!

Tang Ji jumped out of the car at this moment, grabbed the pistol/gun stuck on his waist with his hands behind him, turned around and scanned the woods behind him, his eyes were like a wolf, his sharp eyes slashed over like an axe, the dark woods rustled ring.

Just as the driver was about to ask him what was going on, Tang Ji suddenly walked over and shoveled a pile of snow to cover the burning flames. The fire went out all of a sudden, and Jiangwan fell into a terrible silence.The driver looked at him with the bowl in his hand, and jumped anxiously to the side, kicking Tang Ji on the thigh.

"Be quiet!" Tang Ji growled in a low voice, turned around to avoid the driver's feet, slapped the fish soup off his hand, and tightly covered his mouth, "Drive, we have to get out of here. "

The car door was closed with a bang, and the driver was slammed into the driver's seat. Tang Ji quickly jumped up from the other side, lowered the window, and in an instant set up a machine gun and aimed it outside. He raised the pistol with his backhand and pointed it at the driver's temple.

"Drive now, drive faster, as fast as you can!"

"What are you doing, I don't know what to do all day long!" The driver cursed dissatisfiedly, gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Immediately afterwards, the driver heard a gunshot, and Tang Ji was aiming at the sniper rifle with his head tilted, shooting at the woods by the river.He looked in the rearview mirror, and there were several figures rushing out of the forest, shouting something, but they were quickly thrown away.

This must be the enemy coming to the door, the driver knows it with his toes.He looked at the navigator, and it was only 200 kilometers away from the border, so he had to hurry there.Find a gas station and fill up the gas, the driver drives fast, Tang Ji is still the same, silent.

When we arrived at the Sino-Russian border, the prosecutor at the port came to check. The driver got out of the car and talked with the prosecutor in fluent Russian.Tang Ji was standing next to the car door with a suitcase in his hand, while the prosecutor in front of him looked down at the documents.

"Brother Wolf, do you want to take the train by yourself or shall I take you there?" The driver suddenly said to Tang Ji, "If you want to take the train by yourself, go out of the port and find Hailanpao's train station, there are trains coming from Vladivostok there. The Trans-Siberian train, you can get there by train.”

Tang Ji glanced at the city opposite the port from a distance, then at the jeep covered with snow, and said, "You take me there."

The prosecutor's expression was a bit strange, but he didn't speak. He raised his eyelids to look at Tang Ji, flipped through the paper in his hand thoughtfully, and handed it back.The driver probably didn't expect Tang Ji to let him see him off, after all, he had already told him how to take the train.

"Why do you want me to deliver it? Isn't it convenient to take the train? I'm just being polite and you actually believe it?"

Tang Ji glanced at him, turned around, opened the door and sat in, and shut the driver's door with a bang: "There are too many people on the train, it's annoying."

The border prosecutor didn't embarrass the two of them too much, and waved them to let them go. Ordinarily, this was not in compliance with the regulations.Seeing the jeep disappear on the snow-swept road, the prosecutor said to the assistant: "Go and inform Mr. Constantine at the Baikal Lake Base of the Time Bureau, and just say that the person has entered the country. You don't need to worry about the rest, and you don't need to worry too much about it." explain."

The driver is speeding through the city, the Russian-style buildings on both sides are painted in fresh and indifferent colors, and flowers are planted on the balconies of every family, but now they are covered with snow.Tang Ji turned his head to look at the street lamps and the closed carved doors and windows outside. It was snowing lightly in the city.

The silence froze the atmosphere again and again. The cold outside seemed to have seeped in through the car body. The driver turned on the radio in the car and adjusted the channel to relieve boredom. The channel was broadcasting global news.

The announcer mentioned: "Tomorrow will start the traversal plan with the most cooperative countries, the longest span, and the heaviest task in human history. The total traversal span is about 43.74 billion years. The personnel include people from China, Russia, Bulgaria, and Canada. More than 350 executives, as well as medical team members, biological research experts, and geological exploration experts from five countries..."

The driver heard Tang Ji, who had always been serious and looked like a dead man, snorted coldly.