The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

At the next stop, Ding Yiqing rented a caravan and invited Cen Jin to take a self-driving tour. He used the break to write a report, sorted out the case of the ghost train and sent it to the head office, and applied for the exorcism of the Vatican.

Cen Jin complained: "The exorcism procedure for this group of white people is complicated and cumbersome. After the procedure is completed, I don't know how many people will die."

They are not Europeans, nor are they responsible for dealing with the weird things in Europe. If they want to ask the Holy See to exorcise demons, they have to go through the procedure, first submit the evidence to the head office, and then the head office will send people to verify it, and then inform Europe about the weird things The person in charge of the Vatican will send all the evidence of ghosts, ghosts, weirdness, etc., and the proof that the local priests ensure that they are true, and then a professional exorcist priest will be sent there to solve the problem.

Ding Yiqing: "The longer the history and the more powerful the institution is, the stricter the hierarchy is. At best, it is orderly, and at worst it is bloated, cumbersome, pedantic and old. However, the Holy See itself is deeply rooted, and the accumulated capital is particularly strong. It is not an easy task to remove, reform or shake one of the main forces that established the headquarters."

Cen Jin: "I just complained twice, I didn't want to criticize the Holy See." He shrugged and said: "When I have enough qualifications, I guess I will be transferred back to China to take charge of the Asian region, and the chances of setting foot in Europe may be reduced. Speaking of which, what do you think? Is there really a god in this world?"

He grabbed a bag of potato chips to eat, but he handed it to Ding Yiqing and was rejected, Ding Yiqing thought his hands were dirty.

Cen Jin said he was hypocritical.

Ding Yiqing didn't care about this comment: "If there is no god, how can your extraordinary skills be activated?"

Cen Jin: "That's the god of death, I mean the living god."

Ding Yiqing: "The ghost ship can control the universe and make time and space intertwined. Doesn't it look like a god's handwriting?"

Cen Jin: "We passed by the gods?" He laughed, thinking it was funny: "It's a pity that we couldn't talk face to face."

Ding Yiqing: "If I saw it with my own eyes, I might have died a long time ago."

After a moment of silence, he said: "There is a rumor from the head office that a dragon has been found in the island country."

Cen Jin: "Western dragon or Eastern dragon?"

Ding Yiqing: "Western dragons look like sea beasts." Shaking his head, he said, "It is also possible to speculate wrongly. Creatures like dragons have always existed in various literatures, but there are such creatures in both the East and the West. Even the specific image It can be described, and in the analysis and deduction of the secret archives of the headquarters, the probability of real existence is more than [-]%.”

Cen Jin gnawed on the potato chips, crumpled the bag up and threw it into a garbage bag, took out a bag of prunes, potato chips, fried chicken wings and Coke, tore the chicken wings into strips with disposable gloves, The crispy skin and tender meat were arranged neatly, and he put the disposable chopsticks in front of him and said, "You don't need me to feed you."

Ding Yiqing laughed, found a place to park the car, and accepted Cen Jin's kindness.

"In my lifetime, I want to see dragons!"

Cen looked up to the sky and expressed emotion.

Huang Mao, who was watching, thought to himself, you will see it in your lifetime.

They stopped in the endless wilderness, the road was like a silver belt thrown on the ground, meandering to the distance with no end in sight, there was a lush tree in the distance, only a few white clouds above the head, the blue sky Hanging a round of the sun, the halo is so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.

A sheep appeared from the side of the big tree and walked slowly. When passing the RV, it gnawed on the tender grass next to the tire, bleating for a long time before staggering away.

Cen Jin lay on the car window looking at the sheep's buttocks, squinting, feeling very comfortable.

"Where's the next stop?"

Ding Yiqing drank mineral water, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and there was a red mole on her white chin, like rouge applied by a makeup pen.

"A small wine town just in time for their annual wine carnival," he said as he twisted the cap.

Cen Jin whistled and teased: "I have experience, brother."

Ding Yiqing suddenly raised his eyes to look over, his pupils were dark, like black pearls, like a cold pool covered with a layer of glimmering sunlight, beautiful and dangerous, like choosing someone to devour, it made Cen Jin, who was only focused on laughing, suddenly feel uncomfortable.

He raised his hands and said, "Just kidding, you are older than me, I respect you."

Ding Yiqing approached suddenly, so close that he could touch Cen Jin's face, his pupils were facing his pupils, and his eyes interlaced. In the narrow cab, the heat was rising and the atmosphere was stalemate, as if he could smell the sudden burst of hormones.

Cen Jin is dizzy, and the smell that lingers in his nose is the perfume smell from Ding Yiqing's body. Everyone knows that Ding Yiqing, who has a cleanliness habit, must wear perfume when he goes out.

It's cold and cold, reminiscent of a handful of white snow on the top of the tree, and the air of the forest after the snow.

He wanted not to ask Ding Yiqing where he bought the perfume, but he keenly noticed that there was a light-colored dot on the crease of Ding Yanqing's eyelids, a small mole that could not be seen unless he looked closely.

From this moment on, like sparks dripping into a barren grass garden, it burst into flames, and when I looked away, I found that Ding Yiqing's skin was pale and his eyebrows and eyes were like ink paintings, and blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen on his neck. For some reason, blue blood vessels Spread on the snow-white and smooth skin, there is a little more eroticism inexplicably.

There is a scab under the ear, probably from the ghost ship.

The color of the lips is very light, probably because the skin is so pale that there is no blood color, so the lips don't look too obvious, and the color is white. In the range of normal people, the lips are beautiful and suitable for kissing.

……kiss?

Cen Jin secretly scolded himself for what he was thinking, then he heard Ding Yiqing ask: "Is it good-looking?"

Cen didn't come back today.

Ding Yiqing asked again: "Do I look good?"

Cen Jin: "It's okay."

Ding Yiqing hooked Cen Jin's little finger with his little finger, teasing him once and for all, "Do you want to kiss?"

Cen Jin swallowed his saliva: "Think about it, it seems that I am not so straightforward. Say no, I also think about it a little bit."

There was a smile in Ding Yiqing's eyes: "Why are you so honest?"

Cen Jin sighed, and hooked Ding Qingqing's palm with his little finger rebelliously: "The main reason is that I can't bear to lie to you."

Hiss—Huangmao gasps, he's so coquettish!

Ding Yiqing looked into Cen Jin's eyes, turned his face slightly, Cen Jin dodged subconsciously, and the coherent movement seemed to be that one could not help but the other dodged.

Huang Mao hates iron for being weak, he is the one who wants to show off, and he is also the one who counsels!loser!

Ding Yiqing pulled back her hand unexpectedly, squeezed Cen Jin's face, and fiddled with his yellow hair: "Call me a few more times in the future." Then he naturally retreated to his seat.

Cen Jin blinked his eyes: "Is there any benefit?"

Ding Yiqing smiled, "Maybe."

Cen Jin sat up straight, calmed down for a while, then lay down on Ding Yiqing's arms like a boneless one, calling out for brother, elder brother and brother short, and shouted tricks, what Ding brother, Qing brother, sounded like Qing brother, of course it was too contrived to be at all There is no charming atmosphere, but it is very embarrassing.

Ding Yiqing calmed down and continued to drive. When Cen Jin got excited about playing, he suddenly said lightly: "I will really kiss you once more, Cen Jin."

Cen Jin was startled, looked at Ding Yiqing's expression, focused on looking at the car, his expression was calm, no extra emotions were shown, he couldn't tell whether it was a joke, a threat or a serious one, but he was forced to be honest.

As soon as he calmed down, he heard Ding Yiqing's imperceptible sigh, and Cen Jin cast an incredulous look, is he pity?He's coming for real? !

Ding Yiqing fell silent again, and his expression was indifferent, which made Cen Jin wonder if he had heard wrong.

When I found the hotel parking lot in the small town to park, when Cen Jin opened the car door and jumped out, he heard Ding Yiqing behind him: "I'm serious." It proves that his heart is not without turmoil.

Cen Jin stood still outside the hotel, looking up at the sky with a blank expression.

A young man from the town passed by, looked at him, turned around and waved his hand in front of him, and reached into his pocket when he didn't respond, and was warned as soon as he grabbed the wallet: "Break your hands and your feet, Fold it into a ball and kick it into the police station, believe it or not?"

The young man was stiff, looking at Cen Jin, just in time to meet the eyeballs that turned up, he was startled, and then became angry: "Fuck! What kind of fish are you not blind? Waste of time!"

Cursing and walking to the corner of the street, he was chased by a group of creditors demanding repayment and ran to another street.

Tsk.Cen Jin folded his arms against the pillar, Ding Yiqing went through the check-in procedures and called him in.

Cen Jin plucked his hair, restless, and followed Ding Yiqing, thinking of jumping up if there was any trouble, but he didn't wait for the other party's statement until Ding Yiqing closed the door.

"..." Cen Jin went into his room and said to himself: "It's good not to express your opinion. I'm really joking. How can someone say it in advance when they are going to kiss someone? They don't do it after they say it? Ding Yiqing deliberately scares me."

He rubbed his chin and began to think: "I'm showing stage fright."

Huang Mao propped his cheeks and looked indifferently at him in time and space, ready to go back to Ding Qingqing tonight, thinking that he in the past was really young and didn't know how to play tricks.

If he were to change to the current him, he would have done it long ago. There is no such thing as a waste of money to open two rooms.

Simply put your luggage away, take a bath and relax, and take a nap after eating a full meal. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is not so strong, and the carnival begins in the town. The colored lights on the street have not yet been lit, but the ribbons and firecrackers After they were all hung up, the guard of honor set off from the central square and walked around the town. People who saw the guard of honor followed the team one after another.

Local townspeople and tourists who heard the news all followed, and the horns were turned on in the streets and alleys. The people who followed the team had a glass of wine or a bottle of wine. The new tourists who had no wine in their hands would be stuffed with a glass. Anyone who saw him The empty glass in hand will be filled by one-third.

The sound of drums from the guard of honor and the continuous sound of car horns created a festive atmosphere. The hotel owner was waiting at the door early with a wine bottle. Seeing that Cen Jin and Ding Yiqing were empty-handed, he quickly stuffed them with two empty glasses, filled them with wine, and greeted them warmly. Play.

The two were swarmed into the crowd, dispersed by the crowd, diverted to two roads, and met back to back in the central square where everyone was celebrating, singing, dancing and drinking. They turned their heads in surprise and vigilance, and found that it was each other and relaxed their nerves. What came was the joy of suddenly looking back and finding each other.

Maybe it's the festive atmosphere, maybe it's because of the drunkenness, the emotions are easily aroused, or maybe it's the moonlight, the lights are on, the bonfires are jumping and flowers are singing and dancing. The atmosphere is so wonderful that the two get close unconsciously.

The clothes were stained with alcohol, and there were misty drops of water in her hair, which was the wine spilled from mid-air. There were stars in her eyes, and her cheeks were red after drunkenness. Cen Jin was more obvious, but Ding Yiqing was only a thin layer of red.

Cen Jin was addicted to alcohol, he didn't know how to restrain himself, and was very drunk. He grabbed Ding Yiqing's arm, leaned on him, listened to the music played by the organ by the barefoot girls by the pool, tiptoed and whispered in Ding Qingqing's ear, warming his heart. From time to time, her lips touched Ding Yiqing's ears, like a drunkard.

Ding Yiqing supported his waist, he also drank a little too much, and he was a bit of a hobby of literary youth, so he couldn't resist this kind of scene, and supported Cen Jin to sway to the music.

Next to it was the light of a bonfire, flowers and ribbons, brightly colored wine pouring out, water in the fountain, lights flickering, crowds crowded in the square, dancing and jumping for joy, no one noticed that there were two A slow dance of two men hugging each other intimately.

Cen Jin can't dance, doesn't have much sense of music, and is very drunk. From time to time, he slips from Ding Yiqing's arms. Ding Yiqing thinks about it, then lifts him up, lets him step on his instep, and slowly turns him around Circle, until feeling tired, at the end of the month, the crowd dispersed, the revelers died of drunkenness, and then dragged the drunken Cen Jin back to the hotel.

On the way, Cen Jin fell into the wine pool, his belly bulging from gurgling, and was taken back to the hotel to take off his clothes and take a shower, struggled to run to the bathroom, took off his belt, his pants fell off, his T-shirt hung down, and he hugged his stomach Turn on the water.

Lifting up the T-shirt, Cen Jin stared at his swollen belly, his eyes slowly turned red, he looked around for something, and finally found Ding Yiqing who was following the sound from the door, his lips trembled a few times, panting lightly, hesitant to speak— —

Huang Mao gripped his heart, feeling ominous.

"I have, two months."

Huang Mao flipped the table: Crazy!