Hearing the familiar cry of pain, my heart shook violently and I shouted in a deep voice: "Don't fucking move. I'll do it myself."
I took out the phone and used the light to find the switch, and pressed it hard.
On the bedside in the north, Xia Binghai was as before, leaning half of her body, looking at me blankly, with a silly smile of indescribable joy on her bloated and red face: "You're here? "
"Come here, second uncle!"
I didn't have the guts to curse back, looked around, and gave Xia Binghai a pair of hateful rolls of his eyes.
"Little lion, come here quickly. Master will show you some good things."
Xia Binghai, who was on the bed, waved hard and lowered his voice mysteriously: "There's one for fighting dragons, one for Dang Yukun, and one for Fu Bi..."
Looking at Xia Binghai's piercing flying dragon eyes, I couldn't help but snorted: "Don't do this to me. Let me ask you, have you found Ba Ling a long time ago?"
"Tell me the truth!"
Xia Binghai's face paused, and he looked at me in surprise, with a face filled with grievances: "Where do you start talking about this? Didn't you find Ba Ling as a little lion? What does it have to do with me? Little lion, you are already better than me. Master, I am really proud of you..."
At the end of the sentence, Xia Binghai's voice was choked with sobs, and the twinkling flying dragon was filled with tears and expressed indescribable comfort: "The little lion has got much more poles than Master and I. I am so happy, so happy..."
"Come here quickly, Master will show you something good."
I looked calm and spoke softly: "Don't fawn over me. Let me ask you, what is Mu Chunqiu doing here?"
"Are you two together?"
Hearing this, Xia Binghai Feilong's big eyes immediately blinked rapidly, and then he laughed out loud, raised his head and eyebrows at me, and put his raised index finger at his mouth and blew cautiously.
"Keep your voice down, little lion. No one else can talk about this matter." Kanshu La
I had some doubts when I saw Lao Sepi leaving here, but I wasn't sure yet.
After receiving Xia Binghai's personal admission, I couldn't help snorting: "What benefit did you give him? Let him give you a halberd at the gate?"
Xia Binghai coughed loudly, her eyes were full of pride, and she couldn't hide the secret joy, but she pretended not to mind: "Just now... hanging the pillar!"
I was stunned for a moment: "I just hung up with you? Didn't I do it before?"
Hanging pillars means joining a group.
Xia Binghai nodded slowly: "Half an hour before you came, Mu Chunqiu came to hand me the post."
Having said this, Xia Binghai couldn't help but laugh out loud, and looked at me with strange eyes: "Those objects on the table are the letters of nomination he gave me. Which ones do you like to play with?"
"Come to think of it, this is all thanks to the little lion..."
Seeing Xia Binghai's arrogant and complacent look, I got angry and said, "Don't beat around the bush for me!"
"Qing Shangyu is also cheating with you?"
Xia Binghai's eyes moved and he was about to deny it. I raised my hand and pointed at him and said angrily, "If you dare to deny it, I'll go find Zhang Shangyu and ask him! By the way, I'll expose that Lao Sepi is with you."
All of a sudden, Xia Binghai softened, like an old crow quacking twice, and whispered: "Old Devil and I have a cooperative relationship."
"Um?"
Under the stern gaze of me who committed murder and set fire, Xia Binghai squeezed out toothpaste and said, "Mutual benefit. Each of us wins."
I nailed Xia Binghai and continued to ask: "Where is Chen Hongpin? Are you also cooperating with you?"
Xia Binghai immediately shook his head in denial.
"Where's Wang Jingsong?"
Xia Binghai's head suddenly flew up, and he waved his left hand continuously: "We are not from the same group, and everyone has his own way."
"Sit down quickly, little lion..."
"Okay, Cao Shicheng, you have learned how to dig holes both vertically and horizontally."
Xia Binghai immediately put on a modest smile: "That's all your master's personality charm. The most important thing is my good apprentice, Little Lion. By the way, Little Lion, your second sister-in-law..."
"Don't interrupt. Let me ask you, what else are you hiding?
Follow me? "
Xia Binghai blinked and looked at me with flying dragon eyes, a little timid and a little dazed. After a few seconds, he said seriously: "Probably, no more. Master, I am not very bright, and I can't keep up with what I used to do." Already..."
I couldn't help but sneer and said softly to Xia Binghai: "How did you find Ba Ling?"
Xia Binghai blinked and said seriously: "How could I..."
Oh no!
I raised my hand and smashed the thing I had been holding on to all day, and shouted with a sinister sneer: "Then please explain to me, No. 1 Tianyi, what is this?"
This thing I've been carrying around all day is a handkerchief!
Waterproof handkerchief!
There is a picture drawn on the handkerchief.
A picture of Ba Ling’s tomb!
A complete diagram of Ba Ling’s tomb structure!
In this picture, there is not only a structural diagram of the main tomb of Ba Mausoleum, but also a schematic diagram of the structure of the inner and outer rings of the burial pits of Ba Mausoleum.
The above structural diagram and what I made with a pole...
Exactly the same!
Not bad at all!
This is nothing!
In addition to the main tomb and the inner and outer burial pits, the handkerchief also has detailed coordinate points of all the ground ancillary facilities in the entire Ba Tomb.
Notice!
are all ground ancillary facilities.
Including sacrificial altars, including ques, including temples...
A lot of the same!
Not bad at all!
"How to say?"
The waterproof handkerchief fell on the duvet, and the panoramic structural diagram of Ba Ling outlined in bright red glowed with a breathtaking bloody light under the soft light.
Xia Binghai looked at the handkerchief, with a calm expression and a bit of surprise.
His left hand, the only one that could move his limbs, trembled, picked up the handkerchief, and slowly smoothed it out. He lowered his head and looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and then suddenly said, "Hey, who painted this? It's still right."
Seeing Xia Binghai's virtue, I became so angry that I laughed and shouted in anger: "Mr. Xia, does this painting seem familiar to you?"
