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As soon as Xie Yaolingfu entered the hall, she sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, but the one that attracted her attention more than those——

It was Wang Yaoyao in front.

Maybe the other person's change of face can fool everyone else, and no one will be able to recognize her the next time they meet.

But such a change is almost negligible to Xie Yaoling.

Because she has always recognized people only by her soul and breath, especially Wang Yaoyao's color, which is so special that it is unforgettable at first sight.

dark grey.

Like mountains shrouded in mist, people can't see the depth.

It was heavy, not a little bit of light could be seen.

Compared with those colorful and mottled watercolor paintings, it looks much more monotonous. If you have to lean towards the pure direction, it's not impossible.

Xie Yaoling has never seen such a single color in his life.

The translucent color of a newborn child is the first, Shen Tang's blazing red that no one can hide is the second, and the third is Wang Yaoyao.

She vaguely remembered that when she met the other party at the family meeting in the metaphysics world many years ago, this person was still indifferent to everyone, but last time in the Penglai guest club, it had settled into this gray cloud.

Xie Yaoling didn't know what this person had gone through to be able to have such a soul color, and if he looked at it a few more times, he would even develop some conditioned disgust.

But she didn't look away.

At the same time, Wang Yaoyao pressed one hand on the suitcase under her body, with a casual smile, she turned to look at the person who had just entered the door.

Squinting her eyes, she seemed to be trying hard to remember this person: "Ah, long time no see, Xiao Xie."

Xie Yaoling was also interested in responding to her: "Wang Yaoyao, you are suspected of sheltering a major suspect. After the metaphysics conference is over, I hope you can come with me and cooperate with the investigation."

Someone in the corner accidentally sprayed the tea out of his mouth.

Almost thought that the meeting of the big families was like a meeting of some shady underground organization, and finally got mixed up with the police, and the Shura field instantly turned into the scene of a police and gangster movie.

It was at this time that Shen Tang stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Holding a pack of orange-flavored jelly in his hand, his cheeks were slightly puffed up, and he looked around, like an innocent passerby who strayed into the scene of a fierce battle.

At the table near the door, someone secretly gave her a friendly wink, signaling her not to get involved in the boss' affairs, and someone showed her a sympathetic and pitying look, as if to say: This Cannon fodder, please go all the way.

It was Wang Yaoyao who laughed out loud: "Hey, comrade, why did you take your family with you when you went out to handle the case?"

He said sarcastically that the occasion Xie Yaoling said just now was quite inappropriate.

Shen Tang was targeted as soon as she entered the door. If she hadn't realized whether this person should be jealous, then after Xie Yaoling revealed her identity just now, several trees in her heart were slowly sprouting, and at this moment she dictated a Emoticons:

"Beating you is just beating you, do you still have to pick a day?"

Even if she and Xie Yaoling met this person on a date today, and Xie Yaoling wanted to enforce the law impartially, it wouldn't prevent her from watching with a cup of milk tea.

As a person to be arrested, Wang Yaoyao has no qualifications to criticize official personnel.

Wang Yaoyao smiled and rolled her eyes. From her pure and innocent face at the moment, it is quite difficult for others to catch the correct information.

Just associating her innocent and harmless expression with the surname Wang is enough to be scary enough, even if ordinary dark thoughts arise, no one will go to her.

After all, her appearance is too deceptive.

Even if she and Shen Tang's appearances were completely changed, some people would believe it.

The smile on her face is like the sunshine in spring, warm: "I almost forgot, this little pet in Xie's family has too sharp teeth."

The tune at the end floated in the air, and it was hard to catch in the end.

Just when everyone thought her words were over, Wang Yaoyao's eyes fell on Shen Tang, still with that slightly gentle and friendly look:

"I was too busy a few years ago, and I happened to have a doctor's qualification certificate in dentistry. How about I help you pull it out?"

The tone is gentle and soft to the point of discussing.

He said it as if out of kindness, he wanted to help Shen Tang pull out a wisdom tooth.

However, the maliciousness revealed by the combination of each word caused everyone in the hall, including Shen Tang, to sound a warning siren in their hearts.

— This is simply scarier than the old witch!

A series of words such as 'female heart', 'the most poisonous woman's heart', 'a man's appearance' flashed through their minds, and I don't know how many men present dare not flirt with girls in a short period of time.

Obviously they heard the word "tooth extraction", but many people clamped their legs quietly.

Women are horrible.

As a good young man of the new era who grew up under the sun, Shen Tang heard such a threat whose strength matched the words for the first time, and felt that even the blood vessels in his body were getting hairy.

At this moment, the stick in Xie Yaoling's hand slowly lit up from the end.

Just when everyone thought she was going to take the lead, the cane slipped out of her palm and faced into the air, making a 'ding' sound with a black chain thrown from Wang Yaoyao's end.

The rings strike each other, and the gold objects collide.

It turned out that the two shot at the same time!

All the people sitting in the hall are moving towards the corner, and the few people sitting horizontally on the small flat benches insist on showing the posture of squeezing the subway during rush hour, relying on their own weight to rub in, for fear of being late, Xie Yaoling And Wang Yaoyao's move fell on the innocent self.

This sudden disaster caused the brothers sitting against the wall to suffer unspeakably. In desperation, someone's intestines wailed for the master:

"puff--!"

After the first person raised his hand to cover his nose and made an expression of about to vomit, the expressions of the people in the hall changed one by one.

Shen Tang looked at the distance between his Xie Yaoling hesitantly, and his thoughts wandered whether to reach out and pull Xie Yaoling out of the situation temporarily, returning to the fresh nature; The imposing manner, in this hall suffers from the pollution of biochemical gas.

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the door:

"Everyone come—"

Before he could finish speaking, the man stepped into the door, and the syllables of the following words were suddenly packed and stuffed back into his throat. He frowned and turned his head to ask:

"What is the taste?"

The tense atmosphere disappeared in a single fart like this.

Both Xie Yaoling and Wang Yaoyao were suffocated by the extremely lethal air. Wang Yaoyao let go of his hand on his suitcase and let his little niece pull it up for her. No matter what face the visitor had, he turned around and went upstairs.

Seeing her leave, Shen Tang pulled the corner of Xie Yaoling's clothes, his face turned red from holding his breath, he covered his nose with his sleeve, and said:

"Old Xie, follow me back to Qingqing Grassland!"

Then the two of them stepped out of the steps in two steps in three steps, and stood outside the alley door of the Red Lotus Hotel. The draft slowly passed through their hair and hands, washing away the breath in their lungs.

Immediately after the action of the two of them, a series of people crawled out of the inside, like rolling winter melons and stringing gourds, pulling at the doors and windows of the small farm inn, breathing in the fresh air outside.

At first, the middle-aged man in his forties, who was from an older generation, was squeezed out in a daze. In desperation, he had no choice but to casually pick up his younger generation and ask:

"What's going on in there?"

"The fart is poisonous!" The young man had never felt such a degree of edification in his life, and he said with an expression of lovelessness in his life.

Seeing a tragedy that was about to flow into rivers of blood, it turned into a farce. Shen Tang shook his head, feeling that the many popular sciences he had heard from Xie Yaoling earlier about the family of metaphysics seemed useless.

There is a sense of déjà vu of a weird absurd drama.

She looked around and saw that no one had time to take care of her for the time being, so she pulled Xie Yaoling's clothes and suggested, "Why don't we go to the side first, I seem to see a family just now—"

A shop of snail noodles.

In the middle of the conversation, Shen Tang swallowed it back by himself.

Xie Yaoling: "Huh?"

Shen Tang changed his words halfway: "A small shop that sells red bean paste buns, why don't we try it again?"

Xie Yaoling had nothing to do, agreed and left with her.

……

a few hours later.

Shen Tang was sitting in the store tearing the skin of the buns, heard Xie Yaoling's cell phone ringing, glanced over, and found that she had been silent for a long time, just listening to the sound over there, so she moved back bored.

It wasn't until she finished eating half a bun that Xie Yaoling replied, "Got it."

Shen Tang cast a questioning look at her: "?"

Xie Yaoling's perception of her has always been sharp, and when he noticed her gaze, he explained: "The task of the first round of competition has come out."

Shen Tang chewed the bean paste bun made of coarse grain skin in his mouth, he really bit into the delicious, sweet but not greasy stuffing, and let out a 'huh', not sure if he was sighing that the buns were delicious, or he was responding to Xie Yaoling's words.

The owner of the shop is a middle-aged woman, and she can only vaguely find her youthful appearance from the traces of her eyebrows and eyes.

But even though she was too busy, she still had a happy smile on her face most of the time, humming and coaxing the child in her arms, and her eyes always ran in the direction of Shen Tang and Xie Yaoling.

At the beginning, Shen Tang thought that she had recognized him, and he was still thinking in his heart which version of signature would be better——

Later, I found that I was thinking too much.

Because the other party's slightly envious eyes only walked around their clothes and faces, and they were more often looking at the buns on their plates.

Shen Tang couldn't find any good restaurants in this small county. He was very casual when he was about to go. He only ordered a small steamed bun, a soup dumpling, and a red bean paste bun, served with the store's own marinated dumplings. The prepared spicy dried radish actually tasted a little bit with relish.

Xie Yaoling, on the other hand, only tasted a little bit of everything, and didn't move his chopsticks much.

The two of them ate some on the plane before, and Shen Tang also stuffed Xie Yaoling with the shredded buns that he didn't like.

So it is normal to have no appetite at the moment.

Shen Tang could sense that the lady proprietress in this store seemed to want to come up to ask if the buns in her shop were not very tasty out of enthusiasm for hospitality, but looking at Xie Yaoling's repulsive appearance, He didn't dare to speak.

Because the place is small and it was past lunch time, there were only two of them as customers in the whole store, so the proprietress paid more attention to them.

There was still half of the bun in Shen Tang's hand, and the dark sweet stuffing was stuck in the coarse grain skin, and he just sent it to Xie Yaoling's mouth——

"Ah~"

Even childishly coaxing like feeding a child.

Xie Yaoling frowned, and reluctantly followed her wishes, opened his mouth and took a bite, and heard Shen Tang ask: "Is it sweet?"

Xie Yaoling: "Yes."

Shen Tang continued to ask: "Sweet buns or me?"

Xie Yaoling: "..."

Under the gaze of outsiders, she couldn't say such shameless words.

Shen Tang was amused by her speechless silence, and when she withdrew her hand out of joy, her movements trembled, and the sugar filling touched the corner of Xie Yaoling's mouth, and rubbed a little on her face.

The bean paste on the white face looked more like an authentic bean paste bun than Shen Tang's whole grain steamed stuffed bun.

Xie Yaoling spread out his palm to her, motioning for her to hand him the tissue.

Shen Tang stuck out his tongue at her childishly, took out a pack of toilet paper from his pocket, pulled out a sheet and shook it flat, but avoided Xie Yaoling's hand, and wanted to wipe it for her by himself.

It wasn't until he achieved the achievement of 'molesting his wife' during the meal that Shen Tang stretched contentedly, stood up, and walked towards the proprietress:

"Bill, please."

The proprietress hummed a lullaby, coaxing her child, and when she heard Shen Tang's words, she smiled at her, the wrinkles at the end of her eyes were sculpted by the years: "Okay, twenty in total."

Shen Tang was about to take out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, but he couldn't find the QR code after searching the entire store. He subconsciously looked in Xie Yaoling's direction, but saw her walking up in two steps, took out a stack of banknotes from her pocket, and put them in his palm.

"Last time when you washed your clothes, you didn't take out the money. I thought I could use it this time, so I brought it for you."

Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, settled the bill, went out and touched her with his shoulder, and asked:

"By the way, what mission did you take on just now? Is it convenient for me to know?"

Xie Yaoling turned his head left and right, not knowing what he was looking at through the blindfold, and slowly spit out a sentence:

"Find out what's unusual about Baishi Village."

Shen Tang belatedly said 'Oh' and asked, "Where is Baishi Village?"

Xie Yaoling led her through the alleys in this small town. After walking for about 5 minutes, she stopped and motioned Shen Tang to look at the barren hill next to her.

Shen Tang took two steps back subconsciously, and said in a low voice: "Hi, excuse me."

The expression on his face froze.

In front of her, the mountain was full of loess that had been dug out from the middle of the mountain, and whoever later chiseled out a slope like a terraced field. The most shocking thing was——

It was full of tombstones.

The white stone quietly bears the previous names of the bones underneath, and stands there in a slightly messy, side-by-side manner, facing Shen Tang and Xie Yaoling who came here.

Shen Tang suddenly encountered so many death stares, so naturally he was so frightened that he said the previous sentence.

Xie Yaoling whispered beside him, "It's right here."

There are no living people in Baishi Village anymore. The place where the village was located back then is where these tombstones surrounded are now, and it is also at the bottom of this mountain depression.

Shen Tang's thighs couldn't help twitching, and he pulled Xie Yaoling back about ten steps. After feeling that he was a little far away from the suffocating death, he found his voice and quietly asked Xie Yaoling next to him:

"Old Xie, do you mean that everyone in the village lives on the mountain?"

Xie Yaoling shook his head: "No, it's under this mountain."

Mountain...down?

Shen Tang looked down at the bluestone slab he was stepping on, and felt that the foot of the mountain closest to the village was probably the small county where he was currently.

In fact, to say that it is a county seat may be an exaggeration. To be more specific, it is just a well-developed small village.

Only cars can pass through, and there is only one road leading outside, but there will be a little more people living there, how can it be called a city?

Xie Yaoling lifted her chin at the right time, shifted her gaze to the front, where she was going just now, and slowly explained: "The mountain I'm talking about is not here, it's the bottom of that mountain. "

Shen Tang's eyelids twitched, he couldn't stop blinking, and he smiled stiffly to himself: "Ah...Old Xie, did I tell you that you can't tell horror stories in broad daylight? My throat scares you Are you dumb, did you notice?"

How can anyone live in the soil!

Could it be that Yugong chose to move the mountain because the mountain above his head was too heavy?

I don't read much, so don't fool me!

Xie Yaoling turned her head silently, stared at her for a long time, and then said to her in a normal tone: "Your voice is stifled by yourself."

In her opinion, Shen Tang is the one who wants to tell horror stories in broad daylight. Ever since she saw a mountain grave just now, she has been speaking in a breathy voice. When she is afraid, she still restrains herself from pressing her voice hard. No wonder it's not dumb.

Shen Tang cleared his throat and stood up straight: "Ah...it seems to be."

While the two of them were talking, a young boy of sixteen or seventeen came by, wearing a simple polo shirt on his upper body, ripped slim-fit jeans on his lower body, and a bright orange backpack on his shoulders.

However, he held an old compass in his hand, and followed its trembling pointer in circles:

"Huh? Isn't it here? Did I miscalculate? Shouldn't it be?"

He babbled silently, following the copper-yellow compass needle with a corner missing, and anyone who looked at it would sigh:

It's a smart dress, but it's a pity that it's a fool.

You can tell at a glance that they are the contestants of this metaphysics conference again.

Out of sympathy, Shen Tang asked, "Little brother, what are you looking for?"

"Baishi Village." The man replied reflexively without even raising his head, and even stretched out his hand to turn the pointer of his compass, as if wishing to turn himself horizontally instead of it.

Shen Tang belatedly said 'oh', looked up at Xie Yaoling, and winked at her:

It's a competitor!quick!Misleading him in the direction—

"This street goes straight to the end." Xie Yaoling replied.

Shen Tang: "..." So angry.

Hearing this, the man raised his head suddenly, trying to prevent the passer-by from talking nonsense and affecting the direction of his compass, when he looked up and saw the cane in Xie Yaoling's hand, his eyes straightened immediately:

"This is pure masculinity. I heard that the Xie family has done the most research on the use of keels in China. Ah! You belong to the Xie family..."

Shen Tang never thought that Xie Yaoling's crutch was more recognizable than her own.

After a pause, the man asked sincerely, "Who is that?"

Shen Tang: "..."

Xie Yaoling didn't care about his attitude, and added another sentence: "The magnetic field in Baishi Village is disordered, and it is suppressed by the graveyard. It is too cloudy, and the compass can only point out the approximate direction. When you get close, it is easy to be disturbed." .”

The man thanked him sincerely, and reported his family name: "My name is Qiu Ran, and I am also a member of the metaphysics conference."

Shen Tang quietly tugged on the corner of Xie Yaoling's clothes, and motioned to her with some puzzlement:

Didn't you say that only people from the Eight Great Aristocratic Families came?

Xie Yaoling didn't answer in a hurry, just nodded, and just about to take Shen Tang away, but heard the boy ask again: "She is from the Xie family, what about you?"

Shen Tang replied without blinking: "The Xie family."

Qiu Ran's eyes widened. She didn't expect such a convenience from a big family, and she immediately expressed admiration.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Xie Yaoling replied: "The Eight Great Aristocratic Families are the main force, and occasionally they will give some survival opportunities to other small sects in the metaphysics world. Those who can participate are usually those who have good aptitude and have passed the test."

Shen Tang nodded, understood.

It was the first time for her to see such a competition, because Xie Yaoling was by her side, so she was extremely at ease, and dared to continue to be curious about unknown things after being threatened by Wang Yaoyao.

Just about to ask Xie Yaoling about his next plan, he suddenly heard a voice above his head:

"Teacher Shen? What a coincidence to meet you here."

The voice was gentle and gentle, with an unforgettable politeness in it. Just listening to this voice line can make people conceive the image of this person's good temper.

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment, then looked up——

The row of wooden buildings passing by are relatively retro, and there is a small window pavilion on the second floor, which can be looked out after opening.

In front of the building where she was at the moment, the windows on the second floor were open. A man in a casual suit with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his muscular forearms resting on the wooden railing, looked down with a gentle smile.

If this is not Han Ming, who is it?

Compared with Shen Tang, who rubs the red carpet at the film festival, and the media is too lazy to give a shot, Han Ming can be regarded as a popular traffic niche, so that after Shen Tang glanced at him, he subconsciously turned to both sides look.

Han Ming asked upstairs: "What are you looking for?"

Shen Tang quickly replied: "Paparazzi."

She can't be said to be entangled with Han Ming, and she can't be fooled by others' enthusiasm, after all, her wife is standing next to her.

Han Ming snorted and laughed out of his nasal cavity, as if he felt that it was impolite to speak condescendingly, so he continued, "The paparazzi won't come here, Mr. Shen, don't worry."

While speaking, he walked back from the room, as if he wanted to take the stairs to the first floor.

After a while, the door of the building in front of Shen Tang opened, and the man asked warmly: "Meeting is fate, Mr. Shen and Miss Xie have the time to show their face, come in for a cup of tea?"

The author has something to say: In the past two days, I plan to open a new pit for fast wear, and I want to collect it!

In my column!That "Gold Mediator"!

If I think of the plot today, I'll write Chapter 1 of that. If I can't think of it, I'll post another [-] words tonight!

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