Divorce, Mr. Shen

"Who are you?" The man with the knife asked viciously, "What do you two want to do in our village?!"

"Tsk, are you so rude?" The Shura-like man looked down at his bony hands and said lazily, "Isn't it the village head of your Shanxi Village who wrote to invite us?"

Hearing this, the man with the knife was taken aback for a moment, then asked in disbelief, "You are...Professor Cheng Jin?"

Cheng Jin smiled, took out a card from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "This is my ID. Where is your village chief?"

The man with the knife looked at the certificate, and his attitude immediately became attentive: "Ah, Hello, Professor Cheng! I am the village chief! We have been waiting for you for a long time, and we thought you would not come!"

"I love studying biology so much, even if you don't give me a penny, I will come sooner or later." Cheng Jin said, stretching out his long arms, pulling Ning Qiuli into his arms, and introduced Said, "This is my assistant, you can call him Xiaobai. He is a bit stupid, but fortunately, he is pleasing to the eye and obedient enough."

Cheng Jin turned to look at Ning Qiuli again, and asked with a smile, "Is that right? Assistant Bai."

"Ah... yes." Ning Qiuli swallowed, and could only accept the identity imposed on him.

How else could he do it?To dismantle this man named Cheng Jin, and then be hacked to death in a place where such a satellite can't be found?

Hiss... Just thinking about it makes my whole body ache.

After knowing the identities of the two, the village chief took the two back home, asked his wife to bring over a large bowl of freshly cooked meat, opened a jar of old wine, and enthusiastically poured three bowls full, saying: : "Our village is not easy to find. You must have suffered a lot along the way, right? Come, come, drink a bowl of wine first to calm your shock!"

Cheng Jin glanced at the two words pasted on the wine jar, and said flatly, "I don't drink."

"Ah, this..." The village head turned to call Ning Qiuli again, "Assistant Bai, drink!"

"I..." Ning Qiuli waved his hands in embarrassment, "I don't know how to drink, sorry."

"Hmph!" The village head suddenly slapped the table, staring at the bull's eye and said, "Aren't you looking down on our villagers? You don't even want to drink wine?"

"Xiaobai," Cheng Jin took Ning Qiuli's hand when he saw this, looked at him tenderly and said, "In this case, you can have a drink with the village chief, and be obedient."

Ning Qiuli: "..." Can you please stop pinching my hand secretly, isn't it just to threaten me?Can I drink it?

Ning Xiaowangfei, who was isolated and helpless in a foreign land, deeply understood the situation in front of her, and she had to cooperate with this man first, so she took a big bowl full of wine and took a big gulp.

As a result, as soon as Ning Qiuli swallowed it, he was coughed again and again by the strange smell of the wine, his fair little face soon flushed, and his big dark eyes became watery.

"Hahaha! It looks like Assistant Bai really doesn't know how to drink!" Then the village chief laughed loudly and said, "If that's the case, then don't force it. Come, eat meat!"

The conditions here are very poor. They live in straw huts, and the meat they eat is only boiled with a little salt. The taste is really unpalatable.But in such an environment, it is good enough to be full, so Ning Qiuli forced himself to eat a few bites of meat, at least better than eating wild fruits.

Cheng Jin has a good appetite. While eating, he thought about chatting with the village chief: "You said in your letter that people in the village would go crazy and die every once in a while. What's going on? Tell me in detail."

"Ah, that's how it is." Speaking of this, the village head first sighed, and then continued, "The ancestors of our Shanxi Village fled here to escape the war, and then settled down, and have been living with each other. Life without contention. Originally, although the life was a bit difficult, it was peaceful anyway. Who knows that in recent years, a strange disease has suddenly spread in the village. As long as someone is infected with this disease, it will continue Dance wildly, dance crazily for three or four days, and finally foam at the mouth, fall to the ground, people will die..."

"Oh." Cheng Jin nodded and said, "How many years has this disease been prevalent? How many people died in total?"

"It's been more than three years, and 23 people have died." The village chief said, "It sounds like there are not many people, but there are only a hundred or ten people in our village. If this continues, the whole village may not be able to survive."

Cheng Jin: "Is it contagious?"

Village head: "It's not contagious. But if you don't do it well, you will get this disease. No one can figure out why."

Cheng Jin thought for a while with a serious face, and then said: "Since it is not a plague, then I will not let this matter go. Today is a little late, tomorrow, you take me to the sick family members to have a look."

The village chief responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay. Then Professor Cheng and Assistant Bai go to bed early tonight, and I will ask the mother-in-law to clean up a room for you to come out."

Cheng Jin smiled gently: "It's time to work."

After eating, the two of them washed up briefly, and then the village head took them to a very simple thatched cottage. There was a big yellow dog tied to the side of the cottage, which had been barking wildly ever since they saw them.

At the same time, Ning Qiuli also noticed that there were a few invisible people hiding in the bushes outside the thatched house, seeming to be spying on them secretly.

The village chief said a few words, then scolded the big yellow dog who kept barking, then turned and left.

Ning Qiuli turned to look at Cheng Jin who was beside him. The cuffs of the white casual shirt were rolled up high, and the black trousers made her legs look straight and slender. She looked a little cold when she was not smiling, but she was polite when she smiled. A bit of the refined temperament of a professor.

But Ning Qiuli knew clearly that this man was not Cheng Jin at all.

The ID he presented before was indeed that of Professor Cheng Jin, but he deliberately blocked the photo with his fingers. This trick is fine for deceiving the village chief, but trying to deceive Ning Qiuli... It would be too much to underestimate his observation strength.

"What?" The man sensed Ning Qiuli's hesitation, "Aren't you coming in? Assistant Bai."

Ning Qiuli and the man looked at each other, took a deep breath, and decisively opened the door and walked into the house.

After they both came in, the man slowly closed the door behind him, and with another click, the latch dropped.

The light in the room suddenly became much darker.

The space here is narrow, and Ning Qiuli only took a step back before touching the corner of the bed behind him, and a tall man had already arrived in front of him, slowly approaching like a ghost, his facial features were almost hidden in the shadow, All he could see was a half-smile on his thin lips, his well-defined jaw raised slightly, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down with his voice: "What are you afraid of? Little idiot."