diving cat

"...The back is close to the mountain, the bright hall is open, the mountains are green and the forest is luxuriant, which is beneficial to Zefu's future generations. Unfortunately, the mountains and rivers do not match, and the slopes and walls are not attached. Southwest evil spirit..."

Zhou Wangyan carefully analyzed the pros and cons, and felt that this place was not suitable for burial, but no one paid attention to him, and they all rolled up their sleeves to dig a hole, so he had to put away the compass and follow suit.

The rain helped them a lot. The muddy ground was washed less tightly by the rain, and a large piece of wet mud was brought up with a hoe.After listening to Zhou Wangyan's words, Han Bei didn't say a word. The summer rainstorm was about to collapse the whole world. After he was calmly shocked, he calmed down, buried his head in an unusually calm manner, and carefully sorted out the problems in his mind. Zhou Wangyan's words.Although he knew that Qiu Zhengxia was definitely not a good citizen, and it was normal for him to run around in the tomb robber gang before, but four years ago, how old was the two hundred and five?How dare you kill someone?How dare you participate in such vicious armed fighting cases?When he was updating his professional knowledge, he paid attention to that case. It is said that as soon as the burial pit was dug out, several gangs of tomb robbers, including local villagers, confronted each other and robbed hundreds of people with knives and guns. Fortunately for the innocent villagers, the police arrived in time, quickly controlled the scene, rescued the villagers, arrested many criminal leaders, almost recovered more than 90.00% of the cultural relics, and rescued the burial pits, all thanks to the lynx—wait a minute ? ! !Lynx is in charge of the case!

Han Bei straightened up and looked at Zhou Wangyan in the rainstorm: He told me that he was at the scene of the crime, what did he mean?Maybe the point is not to say Qiu Zhengxia, but to imply that he is a lynx?

Five strong men dug hard and dug out a deep pit nearly human high.Wei Jingou waved his hand and said, "It's fine, if you don't bury it, it will be dawn."

Han Bei's gentle and noble image was completely ruined, even his hair was covered with mud, he shivered and climbed up in embarrassment.Outside the pit, Zhou Wangyan stretched out his hand to him, "Master Han, I'll pull you."

Han Bei smiled, took the opponent's hand, and helped him climb out of the pit, "Brother Zhou, Xue Zhengxia can call me Han Bei."

"He called you Beibei."

"Uh, please call me by first and last name, don't imitate him, thank you."

Wu Wenquan's body was buried in a moso bamboo forest about eight kilometers after turning right at a small farmhouse restaurant 23 kilometers away from the small county town.Han Bei took down the coordinates silently, and looked out the window full of thoughts.

It rained until dawn, so heavy that it almost washed away the muddy water on their bodies.Qiu Zhengxia wrapped Han Bei in a big towel, and hugged him worriedly, "When the sun comes out, just let it dry."

"Huh? Where did you get the bath towel?" After soaking in the rain for two or three hours, Han Bei's face was pale and his lips were bruised.

"Just came out of the guest house."

"you!"

"What are you? Have your conscience been eaten by a dog? No matter what you do as a teacher, it is for you!" Qiu Zhengxia seemed to ask for credit for Liu Lan and Zhou Wangyan, who were also drowned, "Look, they don't have any!"

Han Bei froze, "Then I thank you, Daoist Qiu Zhengxia."

Qiu Zhengxia felt harsh and displeased: "Don't call me so stupid!"

"What's that called?"

"Qiu Qiu, Zhengzheng, Xia Xia, call me whatever you want!"

Han Bei was kind and generous: "Oh, Qiuqiu."

Qiu Zhengxia was even more upset: "You are called a dog?"

"You begged me to call you that."

Qiu Zhengxia corrected his pronunciation, "Follow me, Qi-You-Qiu, not Qi-You-Qiu."

Han Bei changed the topic: "Qiuqiu, let's go to the next city and eat some hot food."

"Will my uncle agree?" Liu Lan was not sure.

Qiu Zhengxia said arrogantly: "My Beibei is the leader! He can do it if he says so!"

Xiang Jiuru handed over a brown pill, "Master, you won't catch a cold if you take it."

Han Bei looked at Qiu Zhengxia, Qiu Zhengxia refused vigilantly: "We don't want it."

Xiangjiu understood it, and passed it to Zhou Wangyan, "Mr. Zhou, the medicine I made myself can prevent colds and fever after catching a cold, warm and nourish, and strengthen the body."

"I didn't expect to be lucky enough to get the pill personally prepared by Xiangmen Tuozhu. I'm really flattered and grateful!" Zhou Wangyan thanked him politely and swallowed it.

Qiu Zhengxia: "..."

Han Bei: "..."

Xiang Dongtan laughed: "The pills prepared by my master are hard to buy on the black market. I gave you one out of kindness. You are afraid that it will be poisoned. We have no enmity with you, so why poison you? Are you delusional?"

Qiu Zhengxia had a cheeky face: "Master Xiang Duo, give me another one."

"No more, sorry."

"Handsome Xiang, give me another one."

Xiang Jiuru closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Seeing that there was no hope, Qiu Zhengxia turned around and shook Han Bei: "Beibei, you beg him, you are handsome, and he will give it to you!"

Han Bei also closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Beibei! Open your eyes and look at me again! It's all because he didn't give us the medicine!" Qiu Zhengxia cried and said, "As a teacher, you want to marry a wealthy family day and night, so you can't be so cruel and leave me alone... ..."

Han Bei couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up! It's so noisy!"

Qiu Zhengxia took out a small cylinder the size of a No. [-] battery, "I'll dry it for you with matcha sweethearts."

"What's a matcha sweetheart?"

"The name of my MP3."

"Can an MP3 be used as a lighter? What brand is it?" Han Bei saw his MP3 for the first time. It was quite bulky and ugly, with a flashing buttocks, and it buzzed when it started, like a giant mutated fly.

"I don't have money to buy, it's a multifunctional MP3 I assembled myself."

"Tsk!" Han Bei opened his fly, "What is this thing? Is it safe? Hold it far away, can you afford to pay for this young master if it blows up?"

Qiu Zhengxia was not convinced: "Beibei, don't look down on people! The mobile phone I use is assembled by myself. I can make calls, play games, watch movies! I can also listen to music! If Wei Jingou didn't allow me to bring my mobile phone , I will definitely bring you Changchangyan!"

Han Bei's peachy eyes widened, showing disdain on his face: "I'll buy you five iPhone5s when I go back, one for making calls, one for playing games, one for watching movies, one for listening to music, and one for a mobile phone chain."

The whole car looked at Han Bei, Qiu Zhengxia was eager to protect the food, and barked, "What are you looking at? All five are mine!"

"Quiet." Han Bei caressed his dog's head.

Qiu Zhengxia shyly put away his matcha sweetheart, wiped him with water from top to bottom, saw his palms were red and swollen, and laughed softly: "The pampered young master has never done hard work."

Han Bei didn't refute, just smiled and buried his head in his shoulder to take a nap.

Qiu Zhengxia took his other hand, wondering: "What is this?"

Han Bei opened one eye and saw a hair-thin bloodstain on his palm, "Huh..."

Qiu Zhengxia wiped it with his finger, and both of them were startled. The bloodstain was originally only one centimeter long, and with a flick, a half-arc bloodstain stretched from the tiger's mouth to the wrist. It opened, and blood oozes again.

Han Bei was stunned for a while, and was about to complain when Qiu Zhengxia calmly held his hand to cover the bloodstains, and said with his lips: Shh...

It was close to noon, passing through a small city, Han Bei insisted on going to the city for dinner, Wei Jingou also wanted to find a place to wash his car, the two cars went around the city and opened a few hourly rooms.

Han Bei took a hot shower, spread his palms out in the misty bathroom, looked at the bloodstain, the more he thought about it, the more he lost his mind.He had never seen such a weird wound, it was too thin, too thin, he didn't move it, the blood was washed away, the skin and flesh were closed, and the wound could not be seen, but when he rubbed it, the blood was seen immediately.

If it was injured by some branch or leaf while hoeing, it would not form such a long and delicate wound with the same thickness from the beginning to the end.What was the scratch?I didn't have the slightest impression, and I didn't notice any pain or strangeness.It's inexplicable!

All the dirty clothes were left in the bathroom and not taken away.Han Bei came out of the bathroom and greeted Qiu Zhengxia: "Didn't you want to take a shower last night and didn't wash it? Hurry up and fix it."

"Let me bandage your hands first." Qiu Zhengxia took out a roll of gauze.

Han Bei laughed: "You are exaggerating, there is no need, such a thin wound will heal in a few days."

"Idiot!" Qiu Zhengxia pulled his hand, "You have to hide this wound so that no one can see it."

"why?"

"So you are lonely and ignorant? You have been a teacher for many years, and you have seen a lot..."

"Cut to the topic!"

"I've seen a needle that's thinner than a hair, but extremely sharp." Qiu Zhengxia made a gesture in the air, and stroked down from Han Bei's chest, "Pierce the needle to the end, and draw the needle with a slight stroke. No matter what happens to everyone, it can be as short as 10 minutes or as long as two hours, disemboweled and died on the spot."

Han Beiru listened to the Arabian Nights, nervously grabbed his palm and looked left and right, worried that it would suddenly break in half.

"Coward." Qiu Zhengxia dipped some hydrogen peroxide on a cotton swab, wiped it on his palm, and wrapped it with gauze, "You just touched it lightly, it's fine, don't be afraid."

Han Bei was still in shock, "Are you bluffing me? Who wants to kill me?"

"The other party didn't want to harm you, otherwise even if you don't die, your hand will be useless. I think... your injury should be accidental, and he may not know that he hurt you." Qiu Zhengxia wrapped his hand, pulled the other, Continue to wind the gauze.

"Hey, this hand is not hurt."

"The young master is working hard, and his hands are blistered."

"How can I be so delicate!" Han Bei was furious.

"Excuse! Do you understand?" Qiu Zhengxia bandaged it without any explanation, and tied it with a bow. "We don't know who used this needle, and we don't know his purpose. It's best to hide the wound so that he doesn't see it, otherwise he will If you have a guilty conscience and doubt what you know, you are in danger."

Han Bei looked down at him, and asked without thinking: "Hey, have you heard of the princess tomb found in Shaanxi more than five years ago?"

Qiu Zhengxia raised his head, his eyes were as innocent as he wanted, "Of course! I've been there, and I even snatched a few things."

Han Bei hated him for not fighting, and said angrily: "So you participated in that incident of fighting? Why didn't you get caught by the police?"

"There are so many tomb robbers, how can the police take care of a small follower like me, as long as they honestly hand over the looted things..." Qiu Zhengxia whispered more and more, watching Han Bei's face suspiciously, "Why do you ask about this?" ?”

"Someone told me that I... saw you kill someone that time." Han Bei's face was cloudy, he knew he shouldn't ask too much, the most important thing to be an undercover agent is to keep secret, he is Du Huhu Personally trained, I have been taught countless times to keep calm during tasks, not to be controlled by emotions, not to be meddlesome, and not to trust anyone.

Qiu Zhengxia immediately became flustered and at a loss, and asked, "Who is it?"

"The Feng Shui master of your team at that time."

"Who did I tell you?"

"I won't say it." Han Bei regretted: let this childish guy know that Zhou Wangyan is talkative, why not confront him in everything?Now it seems that Zhou Wangyan is very likely to be a lynx, isn't he making trouble for him out of thin air?

Qiu Zhengxia frowned: "Then I won't say it either!"

Han Bei flew into a rage as usual. He admitted that he was not good enough. He was not as scheming as Du Huli. Hearing that Qiu Zhengxia had killed someone was a thousand times more shocking than seeing Wu Wenquan die. He unconsciously lost control of his emotions. It was really inappropriate. !Using two hands covered with gauze to pick up the shirt and put it on, he buttoned the buttons one by one with difficulty, refusing the other party's help, with a calm tone: "Don't say it."

Qiu Zhengxia grabbed his trousers, with regret on his face, begged timidly: "Good baby, don't be angry with me..."

Han Bei sighed: "This matter has a huge impact on you, you don't want to mention it, I can understand..."

Qiu Zhengxia: "Then will you still buy me five iPhone 5?"

Han Bei was furious: "Get lost!"