A devil in distress is not as good as a pig

The transfer procedures of the 48 pieces of cultural relics have all been completed, and they will soon be transported to the museum in the north. On this day, Zhu Ye received a call from a leader of the Haicheng City Bureau, asking him to have dinner together in the evening: "Young Master Ye, I know you I've been busy recently, but this time it's an invitation written by curator He himself, please appreciate it."

The curator He he was talking about was He Hao, the curator of the museum that took over the cultural relics.Speaking of this person, he is quite legendary. It is said that he retired from a special unit of the General Staff, but he is in his early thirties, and his military rank is already quite high.Since he retired due to injury, he probably had done some meritorious service. The superiors asked him to choose a position, but he was unwilling to go to any real power unit, so he chose a museum, and became the curator leisurely.

What is even more legendary is that I heard that the background of this curator He is not simple. The authentic three generations of red, his grandfather participated in the Long March, and his father participated in Wenge. He himself is in an unspeakable circle in the imperial capital. A character who can speak.

In short, it is a god + weirdo.

The Zhu family's foundation is in Haicheng. Although the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, it is still very important to establish relationships with certain circles in the imperial capital. Therefore, Zhu Ye readily agreed to the invitation.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhu Ye arrived at the Chinese restaurant of the seaside hotel on time. As soon as he opened the door of the box, he saw a tall, thin figure standing in front of the window, wearing an ordinary T-shirt and trousers, and a pair of semi-old sandals on his feet. , It doesn't look like you want to invite someone to dinner at all, but it looks like you're here for a walk.

"Young Master Ye is really on time." The leaders of the city bureau came up immediately and introduced them to each other. "Come on, let me introduce you. This is Director He, He Hao." Then he said to He Hao: "This is Young Master Ye. The future helm of the Zhu Group."

"Young Master Ye, look forward to it for a long time." He Hao had a standard smoky voice, speaking authentic northern dialect, deep and hoarse, like a subwoofer, the air vibrated slightly when he opened his mouth.

Zhu Ye reached out to shake hands with him, and shook him gently: "Hi, Mr. He, thank you for your hard work."

He Hao has a strange passer-by face, and his facial features are harmonious but not outstanding. Rao is very good at recognizing people like Zhu Ye, so at first glance, he still has to worry about whether he will be able to recognize people when they meet next time.

However, He Hao obviously didn't think so about him. After letting go of his hand, his eyes kept sticking to his face, as if he saw something strange. Even the leader of the city bureau who was sitting next to him felt a little weird, and coughed dryly. , said: "Why, curator He sees Ye Shao's face is kind?"

The corner of He Hao's mouth hooked up, and then he looked away, and said, "No, I just think Ye Shao's face is rare." He said and handed him his cigarette case, "Please."

Zhu Ye never knew that a person's eyes could be so sharp. He Hao stared at him for half a minute, then smiled, and suddenly his whole person seemed to be a different person, full of a wild and powerful aggressive force. , The originally unremarkable facial features are instantly eye-catching, making people unforgettable.

"Thank you." Zhu Ye took a cigarette calmly, Danfeng's eyes were slightly lowered, and the corners of his eyes were slanted. He glanced at He Hao from the corner of his eye, and smiled faintly, "Mr. He can still read faces?"

"That's not possible." He Hao flicked the lighter with a "ding", lit him a cigarette, and slightly bowed to get closer to him, saying, "I just can't help but look twice when I see strange things. Occupational disease." .”

Zhu Ye didn't know whether he was referring to the occupational disease of the curator of the museum or the occupational disease in the army. He asked, "Oh? Is there anything strange about my face?"

"It's hard to say, I just feel that your face is a little gloomy." He Hao smoked a cigarette, looked at him hesitantly for a while, and said, "I only know a little about this, but if Master Ye feels If there is anything wrong, you can contact me, and I will introduce you to an expert with more senior qualifications." He took out a business card and handed it to him with both hands.

"Thank you." Zhu Ye took it with both hands and put it in his wallet.He Hao said: "Young Master Ye, you don't think I'm playing tricks, do you people who have stayed abroad don't believe in Feng Jian's superstition?"

"How could it be?" Zhu Ye also took a business card to exchange with him, and said, "Chinese traditional culture is extensive and profound. I believe that the theory of ghosts and gods is not as simple as legend. Speaking of which, I would like to thank Mr. He for his kindness."

"You're welcome." He Hao smiled, the gleam in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he regained the aura of a passerby, and said, "I haven't ordered food after talking for a long time, I'm neglecting, please."

The host and guest had a great dinner. He Hao obviously has a deep research on ghosts, witchcraft and other things. Because his grandfather is a witch, Zhu Ye also knew a little about this since he was a child, so the two chatted. These are very speculative, and they have become acquainted with each other by the end of the banquet.The leader of the city bureau who was sitting with him was in pain. As a civil servant armed with materialism, he really did not agree with or disagree with the remarks of these two great gods. .

Zhu Ye was a little drunk after dinner, He Hao personally sent him downstairs, and when he opened the door for him, his right hand naturally blocked his head, saying: "Be careful."

Zhu Ye was just a little smoky, not so drunk that he couldn't tell the good from the bad, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said with restraint: "Mr. He is really a gentleman, but it's a pity that I'm not a lady."

He Hao's hand froze for a moment, then he smiled and withdrew his hand: "Be careful on the road."

"Thank you." Zhu Ye got into the car and said through the window, "I'll let you know when I go back someday so that Mr. He can carry it out."

The corners of He Hao's mouth curled up, and the dark eyes faintly glowed with a soft light. The ordinary facial features had a unique masculine charm: "Definitely."

The car turned a corner along the ramp and drove towards the gate. Through the fountain, Zhu Ye saw He Hao still standing there, lighting a cigarette. The cigarette butt flickered on and off in the dark night, emitting a faint orange light.

Trouble...Zhu Ye frowned, thinking of the vixen for no reason, his temples felt swollen and painful. He rubbed his thumbs, and the pain became more and more uncomfortable. After a while, his stomach began to churn.After holding back for more than ten minutes, I couldn't take it any longer, and called out in a low voice, "Ah Gui, stop!"

Agui obeyed and stepped on the brake.Zhu Ye was feeling uncomfortable, and sat in the back row without a seat belt. He accidentally bumped into the back of the front seat, and couldn't help but vomited out with a "wow".

"Young Master Ye?" Agui was startled, and hurriedly slid the car to the side of the emergency lane, helping him out of the car.Zhu Ye stood on the side of the road holding the light pole and vomited a few more times. Fortunately, he didn't eat much at night, and all he vomited was water and wine.

Agui fetched water for him to rinse his mouth, and it took Zhu Ye a long time to recover, his face turned pale and he said, "It's okay, I'm a little motion sick, maybe it's because the weather has been boring recently... let's go home."

A Gui sent him back to St. Marianna Street in fear, and immediately ordered the Filipino maid to make hangover soup as soon as he entered the gate. Unexpectedly, Zhu Ye began to vomit after taking two sips, until all the bile came out.Ah Gui was too worried, and he refused to send him to the hospital.In the end, Andrew was thoughtful, ran to the kitchen and squeezed a glass of Sunkist orange juice for him, and added half a lemon, and Zhu Ye suppressed his nausea after drinking it.

After tossing around in the middle of the night, finally feeling better, Zhu Ye sent everyone to sleep, washed himself up, changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed.Momo climbed up to sleep again as usual, but Zhu Ye was really exhausted today, so he didn't drive him away, and let him sleep at his feet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he actually entered that long-lost "dream".

Different from the past, this "dream" was filled with thick fog, and it was almost impossible to see anything clearly. There were only outlines of lakes, grasslands, and woods.

Zhu Ye smelled the smell of water vapor with an earthy smell. He walked aimlessly in the woods, but he was not afraid at all—Huang Fei Lingzhi was still on his body, glowing with a faint golden light.

The familiar smell of green grass and mint wafted faintly, Zhu Ye paused, turned around, and saw the white fox standing in the mist not far away.After such a long time, the white smoke on its body is no longer obvious, and the whole body looks much more concrete, with smooth and soft hair, and even the slightly reflective moistness on the nose.

The white fox still didn't dare to approach him, and only looked at him worriedly. His green eyes were full of tenderness, and he whined slightly.For some reason, Zhu Ye's heart was like an ice cube poured with hot water, and a corner instantly turned into a warm puddle.

"What are you doing here?" Zhu Ye asked coldly, "Didn't you say don't let me see you again, or you will disappear?"

The white fox lowered its head and whimpered twice, with a look of determination in its eyes, unexpectedly defying the golden light on his chest, it walked over obstinately.Zhu Ye was startled, and retreated hastily, but the white fox moved much faster than him, and blocked his retreat with a single jump, with its huge body lying behind him, slowly turning around him in a circle.

"Woo--" The white fox moved its wet nose close to him, touched his cheek lightly, its soft hair rubbed against his skin, and its fluffy tail gently swept over his body, like a lover's caress, tender and affectionate.A trace of cold breath penetrated into the pores of Zhu Ye's skin as it lingered. It was cold, but it was not uncomfortable. On the contrary, it made his body, which was tired from vomiting, much more comfortable.

But Zhu Ye had no time to pay attention to his body at the moment, a thought flashed in his head like lightning: it is not afraid of Huang Fei Ganoderma lucidum anymore! ?

His heart was cold, but he didn't dare to move. He just stood there stiffly and let it manipulate him. After a while, he calmed down a little. The corner of his eyes glanced at his chest, but he was surprised to find that the white fox was not afraid of Huangfei Ganoderma lucidum. Instead, it insisted on getting close to him—every part of its body that touched Huang Fei Ganoderma lucidum would tremble uncontrollably, as if it was enduring great pain.

What the hell is this?Is it true love?Zhu Ye felt extremely awkward in his heart, but something warm and sweet was vaguely born deep in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he didn't understand himself a little bit.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The white fox didn't dare to stay for a long time.

Zhu Ye obviously noticed that the white smoke on its body became thicker, and his eyes dimmed a lot. He couldn't help guessing whether he was injured by Huang Fei Ganoderma lucidum. For some reason, he felt a little guilty and unbearable.

And distressed.

As the white fox went away, Zhu Ye's mind also became confused, and he exited the illusion after a while and fell into a real sleep.

Beside him, Momo struggled to get up, but after a while, his fat body seemed to have lost weight.It staggered out of the bed, fell down on its legs, and lay on the ground for a while before gathering enough strength to get up again, and staggered towards the living room.

It's not easy to take care of a family!