Tianshi's Baby Boyfriend Catching Guide

They got in the car and drove to the city, because they knew that the woman was also on the way, so they didn't waste much time on the road.No matter what the woman got in the cemetery, it was crucial to stop her action one step ahead.

So Yu didn't have a chance to eat a big meal. He was stuffed with junk food from the country store by the dirt road, and he was seriously eating spicy sticks at this time.The spicy strips cost 50 cents a pack, and Mang Ming directly bought [-] bags of wholesale bulk packs that have not been opened yet.

The address that Mang Ming got was the staff dormitory of Sichuan University. There was no traffic jam along the way, and the arrival time was earlier than expected.

After showing the special work certificate urgently approved by the Sichuan Branch, Mang Ming's entry all the way was very smooth. When he actually stood in front of the professor's dormitory, he was slightly relieved.

There is no abnormality in the room, the breath is as usual, it should be that they arrived one step ahead of the woman, so that they can catch the turtle in the urn and make some preparations here in advance.

Mang Ming took the lead in dealing with the aura of himself and Bei Fan to ensure that their aura would not leak out. Except for the strong smell of spicy sticks coming from Bei Fan, it was really impossible to detect their aura for a while.

But for real ordinary people, they can see them normally. This is just a small spell used to avoid detection by their peers.Mang Ming took Bei Fan's hand and waited for him to finish eating the last bag of spicy sticks before knocking on the door lightly.

Today is the weekend, and obviously this professor who understands the ancient Dian language has no class, and someone answered the door very quickly, "Who is it?"

"I'm Mang Ming. My tutor has already greeted you. This time I'm here to ask you some questions about the translation of the ancient Dian language, Professor Zuoqiu."

The door was quickly opened, and the professor Zuoqiu inside was a pale-faced young man, wearing a pair of glasses, wearing simple black trousers and a gray shirt, very politely The two invited them in.

As soon as Bei Fan came in, he was fascinated by the chubby little hedgehog on the ground of Professor Zuo Qiu's house. The little hedgehog didn't always do this simply. Mang Ming could feel that this hedgehog had some practice. Fan naturally felt its fragrance.

Mang Ming became suspicious for a moment, and in an instant, he used his spiritual power to test this gentle-looking professor, and found that he was indeed an ordinary person, and it was probably just a coincidence that he had such a practiced hedgehog. I no longer doubt it.

Professor Zuoqiu's skin is the transparent white of the house type, and there is a circle of inconspicuous dark circles under his eyes, showing various characteristics of staying up late at the house, and the layout of his home is very simple and pale, although he is good-looking Yes, but it is full of a lack of exercise and frailty, and the decoration of the whole room shows the cold aesthetics of a straight man of science and engineering. Mang Ming looked at the bookshelves in the living room, which were densely packed with books written in various languages. It can be seen that he is a bookworm.

Mang Ming planned to chat a few words casually, and then got to the point. He flipped through the information about Professor Zuoqiu sent by his tutor later, and found that this person was interesting: "Professor Zuoqiu is young, but he has such a great knowledge in physics. It is really rare to have attainments, I never thought that a professor who teaches physics in a university also has a lot of research on ancient characters?"

Professor Zuoqiu lowered his glasses: "I don't dare to do it. Studying ancient characters is just my hobby."

Mang Ming used his tablet to open some scanned copies of ancient Dian documents that he had collected before describing folk festivals and did not involve any important information. He asked Professor Zuoqiu to help translate, and Mang Ming quickly detected the ancient texts written by the physics professor Level, found that he is really not a vain name, he has a lot of research on ancient Dian characters.

Befan waited boredly for their discussion, his eyes swept around the room, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the magazines on Professor Zuoqiu's bookshelf, and expressed interest in one of them: "Mang Ming, look at that!"

Looking in the direction Bevan pointed, he saw the magazine cover on the top of a stack of magazines, which was a portrait of Einstein.

Professor Zuoqiu glanced at it, and explained in a natural and flat tone: "The subject I teach in the university is quantum mechanics. Planck, Einstein, and Bohr can all be said to be the founders of this field. In addition, there are works by Dirac, Heisenberg, and Schrödinger, all of which I have never lost. But among these great men, Einstein’s contribution to human physics and the impact on today’s world are almost beyond words. to measure."

Mang Ming took a closer look, and indeed saw many treatises and works by famous physicists from ancient times to the present on his bookshelf. In the field of quantum mechanics, Mang Ming did not dabble much, and time was limited at this time, so he still brought the topic to his In terms of the direction I want to know: "Professor Zuoqiu, I really want to know, besides us, has anyone else contacted you and done commissioned work on the interpretation of ancient Dian characters?"

"If you say so...there really is one." Professor Zuoqiu seemed to be thinking, "Ms. Wang Hua also invited me and said that she has a very precious ancient book and wants to read it with me. I have always been very interested in ancient characters." , so there was no rejection."

Bei Fan narrowed his eyes, as if he smelled something dangerous. Mang Ming felt that Bei Fan's reaction was unusual, so he repeated: "Ms. Wang Hua?"

Professor Zuoqiu nodded, as if he didn't notice the problem at all: "I have known Ms. Wang for many years, and she is also a lover of collecting ancient texts. She will come to the door in about an hour. Please resolve our matter as soon as possible. Ms. Wang is withdrawn and doesn't like to deal with unfamiliar people, in order to avoid any unpleasantness, please leave as soon as possible after the translation is completed."

Mang Ming suddenly asked: "Do you know what Ms. Wang does?"

"I'm not interested in other people's sex." Professor Zuoqiu replied indifferently. His meticulous attire and cool-colored room made him seem a bit impersonal.

He came here rashly, Mang Ming didn't care about Professor Zuoqiu's attitude, instead he smiled and said, "Then, Professor Zuoqiu from the Department of Physics, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Professor Zuoqiu closed the thick notes that he had compared the translation, "I don't believe it, I only believe in modern science. I have long felt strange, you didn't come to ask me for document translation. Please tell me straight, the two of you came to visit, What is the purpose?"

Mang Ming smiled, he had just sent the name Wang Hua, turned on the phone, and handed the photo to Professor Zuoqiu.

An hour later, Professor Zuoqiu's doorbell rang again. The professor looked at the cat's eyes and let in the woman outside the door.

This woman looked 50 years old, she was indeed the old acquaintance that Mang Ming and Bei Fan were waiting for.She sneaked into the city today, so she was dressed inconspicuously. When walking in the crowd, no one would take a second look. She looked very passerby.This is much older than what Mang Ming and Bei Fan saw in the fragmented memories of the blood clay doll.

Wang Hua spoke quietly, with a cold voice: "This is the last time I have to trouble Professor Zuoqiu, please help me, an old woman, to take a look at what I just received."

As soon as this woman came in, it seemed as if the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees. The sparse sunlight outside was covered by a dark cloud, and there was no light inside.

Professor Zuoqiu turned on the light in the living room. This inhumane decoration style made the room look even colder, but Professor Zuoqiu didn't seem to notice it at all. He just pulled out the chair in a gentlemanly manner as usual, Ms. Wang Hua please sit down.

From a leather bag of invisible material, Wang Hua took out a volume of ancient books that were so torn that they seemed to fall apart when touched, and carefully spread them out on the table.Professor Zuoqiu turned his head to get the gloves and put them on very skillfully, before flipping through this ancient book.

The ancient Dian characters on it were like ghost-drawing symbols. Professor Zuoqiu began to translate them into modern vernacular word by word. , to exorcise demons and cure diseases, to inform everyone, and the talent is far beyond ordinary people. In the process of bloodline continuation, every few generations will produce a very talented inheritor, if the soul..."

After translating a few sentences fluently, Professor Zuoqiu seemed to have encountered an uncommon word and suddenly got stuck. He studied it for a while, then stood up and walked to his bedroom: "I'm not sure about this word, I'll go back and get it." Check my notes."

Professor Zuoqiu went back to his bedroom and closed the door, and when he turned around, he met Mang Ming and Bei Fan who were here.

At this time, Mang Ming couldn't even release the mute spell casually. The women outside the house were very vigilant. For practitioners at their level, even a little bit of aura fluctuations would attract her attention.So he pointed to the outside of the house and made a questioning gesture in the air.

Professor Zuoqiu went to the bedside table and picked up his notes. With the other hand, he gave a thumbs up and made an affirmative gesture. He confirmed Mang Ming's guess with the communication gestures they had discussed before.

In order not to waste more time and arouse the old fox's suspicion, Professor Zuoqiu didn't stay long, just grabbed an extra mobile phone, walked out with a calm expression, returned to Wang Hua's side, and continued to translate those difficult words Word.

There was no one else in the room, Mang Ming looked at Bei Fan, Bei Fan's face was full of eagerness, he was already holding the sea urchin in his hand, just waiting for the signal to act, and then went out to strike with force.

But not now, the ancient book was too fragile, as if it could be broken by the wind, if Wang Huayu died, the ancient book would be destroyed on the spot.No matter what was recorded on it, Mang Ming wanted to hear as much as possible.

Watching Professor Zuoqiu come out, Wang Hua frowned, his forehead showed lines and grooves, "Today, the professor not only forgot to bring his notebook, but also brought his mobile phone with him for the first time when he was translating."

Professor Zuoqiu replied without moving an inch: "I have to wait for a call from a colleague in the afternoon to discuss the issue of the test papers for the midterm exam, so I keep it by my side."

But when Professor Zuoqiu lowered his head, Wang Hua's snake-like eyes locked on him, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. When the professor raised his head, Wang Hua's eyes turned into a pool of stagnant water again.

The translation in the room continued, and Professor Zuoqiu's voice sounded steadily, "If the inheritor uses the soul to live, and practice the secret technique of ghosts, he can break the shackles of the physical body and gain supreme power. It has the heaven-defying effect of transforming life and death, such as the yin and yang in the Taiji diagram, the yin and yang flourish, and the death is born... But this method is a secret method that is not passed down by the witches, and it has been lost after several generations. The sons with outstanding abilities, until the Song Dynasty, there has been no descendants of the Wu clan for a hundred years. It is rumored that the descendants of the Wu clan have disappeared into the world and intermarried with ordinary people. Since then, the bloodline has declined, and everyone has disappeared since then."

Mang Ming is still thinking, this professor Zuoqiu is a scholar, but he can't see that his psychological quality is so stable. He just showed the arrest warrant obtained by the Sichuan and Shu branch. At this time, Wang Hua, who was sitting beside him, was not afraid at all, and he was so steady that he didn't even shake his voice.

But some people probably did not exaggerate. When Professor Zuoqiu continued to translate, Wang Hua's cold voice suddenly interrupted his translation: "Professor Zuoqiu... what is in your phone?"

Professor Zuoqiu's calm voice came into the room: "Students are looking for it, please reply to WeChat."

The temperature in the living room suddenly dropped a few degrees again. Bevan, who was always ready to attack with a sea urchin in his hand, frowned. He felt the ghostly aura appearing in the living room. The evil aura surged like dry ice thrown into the water. It was obvious that Wang Hua, a woman, was already murderous, and she summoned ghost generals and ghost servants around her in the house.

Professor Zuoqiu gave a soft "ah", and under the intervention of the ghost attendant, the mobile phone slid down the table into Wang Hua's hand like a ghost.

She picked up the phone, saw the text message interface on it, and sneered sinisterly: "Want to call the police through 12110 text messages? Professor Zuoqiu... It seems that you know something. I have always admired your talent, so You have been friends for many years, why are you so overwhelmed and insist on going against me?"

The ferocious ghost beside her finally showed its figure in front of people. Professor Zuoqiu suddenly pushed away the chair and fled towards the door.

And Wang Hua has already ordered ruthlessly: "I want him to be useful if I take out the living soul."

The house full of ghosts floating in the room just started to move, but stopped suddenly.

They turned their heads together and looked neatly at the bedroom door that was pushed open silently.

The instant seal in Mang Ming's hand sealed the entire room tightly, and all ghosts and strangers could not take a step from here.

And Bei Fan silently jumped up behind Wang Hua, raising the sea urchin in his hand high.