President's Legendary Master

"I just can't understand some things..." Secretary Xiao Xia put down the phone in her hand with a smile.

"You don't have to figure it out, there are so many professionals out there who can't figure it out, so don't embarrass yourself." Dugu Haoyan spread his hands: "I still can't understand it!"

As a man who is a little celestial master, he can't even understand it. You have a small four eyes, how can you understand it?

Be honest and wait.

Dugu Haoyan hates people like him who don't understand and insist on understanding. If he can explain clearly, this is not called an "unnatural phenomenon".

"Okay." Secretary Xiaoxia withdrew.

Hold your head and think, how to write this report?

He didn't understand it himself, let alone submit it to the people above.

So much manpower and material resources have been used, but the result report is incomprehensible, what can he do?

You know, they have a lot of power here, and similarly, one of their decisions has a great impact, just like this time, they were able to fly from Beijing within two and a half hours of the little Tianshi's sleep. Going to the northeast, taking things and flying back from the northeast, how fast is this?

There are also all kinds of things that the little celestial master asked for, and they also got it done within two hours.

It was only a matter of time before the little celestial master came out to preside over it.

This is the terrible thing about the state apparatus.

Secretary Xiaoxia didn't want people to criticize him for anything, because these things are honest...he can't arrange his name well.

What do you want a shroud for?

If this is the shroud of Emperor Qianlong, there can be a theory, but this is the shroud of ordinary people. In these days, does anyone still use such things as shrouds?

What's more, this thing only emerged in modern times. It was not used in ancient times. The shrouds of ordinary people will rot after ten or twenty years, right?

Princes, ministers, emperors and generals use either official uniforms or top sutra quilts.

I heard that the emperors of the Ming Dynasty used dragon robes, and it took three to five years to make a dragon robe. I heard that it took ten years of work to make one dragon robe for burial... very luxurious!

But if the little celestial master wants a dragon robe, he can think of a way, but what he wants is something... a headache.

Over there, the little celestial master has already set a time. Tomorrow will be No. 13. He will set up an altar to offer sacrifices and find out the depth of the other party.

If all goes well, NO.14 will be buried at noon. Find a good place to bury it, preferably in a remote area with few people...

This was Secretary Xiaoxia's idea.

"It's better to be in a poor and remote place, where there are few people." The little celestial master really made this request.

It coincides with Secretary Xiaoxia.

Dugu Haoyan frowned, and had the heart to pour cold water on him: "Is there still a deserted place these days? There are human observation stations in the North and South Poles."

"Then throw it in the desert and bury it. I heard that there is a quicksand pit there." The little celestial master can imagine: "Anyway, it can't be thrown into the sea."

"This is a way." Dugu Haoyan thought for a while: "There are deserts in our country. The largest Taklamakan Desert has many quicksand pits in it."

The Taklimakan Desert is located in the center of the Tarim Basin in the southern Xinjiang where Uyghurs gather. It is the largest desert in China, the tenth largest desert in the world, and the second largest mobile desert in the world.

The entire desert is thousands of kilometers long from east to west, four to five hundred kilometers wide from north to south, and covers an area of ​​33 square kilometers.

In such a large place, the average annual precipitation does not exceed [-] millimeters, and the lowest is only [-] to [-] millimeters; while the average evaporation is as high as [-] to [-] millimeters.

It is said that the pyramid-shaped sand dunes there stand more than 300 meters above the plain.

Strong winds can lift walls of sand up to three times their height.

The sand dunes in the desert stretch continuously, and are affected by the wind, and the sand dunes often move.

There are also a small number of plants in the desert, whose root system is extremely developed, dozens or even hundreds of times larger than the aboveground part, in order to absorb underground water, and the animals there have aestivation phenomenon.

There are only hibernating animals in the northeast of them, and it is the opposite over there, aestivation!

The most important thing is that after some experiments by scientists, the quicksand pit seems to lead to the ground, because they put a lot of colored plastic balls for scientific tracking, poured them into the quicksand pit, and guarded the periphery for more than ten years. I was stunned to see a colorful plastic ball reappear in the desert.

It is estimated that there should be no hope of reappearing.

As for where the quicksand pit leads to... there is no conclusion yet.

"Really?" The little celestial master really began to think about it: "That's really suitable."

"The Taklamakan Desert is called the Sea of ​​Death, and it would be very difficult for it to become a climate there." Dugu Haoyan said again: "I think this name is quite suitable for this thing."

Sure enough, the little celestial master nodded and said, "That's right, it's very suitable for that thing."

So it was decided to throw the small Zijin coffin as big as a palm into the quicksand pit. Zijin itself is heavy, and it probably sank to the bottom once it entered the quicksand pit. touch this thing.

Secretary Xiaoxia began to contact and arrange the plane again. They need to take a special plane to arrive in Xinjiang, and then take a helicopter to the Taklamakan Desert, and also to the place where the quicksand pit is. The little celestial master can't let the little celestial master throw it in person, just in case What should I do if I get stuck?

So do you want an airdrop?

But the quicksand pit is very small... Secretary Xiaoxia scratched her head again.

As the sun went down, what they ate in the house this time was very authentic Kyoto roast duck.

It is said that [-] crabapple flowers are put into a roast duck.

"Why?" The little celestial master thought the duck was delicious, but why did he put in so many crabapple flowers?

"Because crabapple flowers are fresh and greasy, the sweetness of this duck is the sweetness of crabapple flowers, which is natural and fresh." The head chef put on a tall hat and said while slicing the duck: "You guys eat more , it’s not easy to make this duck once. You have to prepare the ingredients one day in advance, marinate it, and it takes half a day just to roast it. Usually, the leaders don’t order this. , or when the state guests come, people will ask in advance to do this."

Well, these "guests" are quite satisfied with these words.

The duck rack asked the chef to cook two dishes, one is the salt and pepper duck rack, and the other is boiled soup.

The salt and pepper is crispy to the bone and crumbles when chewed.

Duck shelf soup is boiled in a basketball-sized casserole: "This casserole was bought in the south, and the casserole made by the locals with kaolin black sand is extremely cumbersome, and the ingredients are all ancient. There are also patents! In the past, pharmacies loved to use it to boil medicine, because it can preserve the properties of medicine to the greatest extent. Similarly, the deliciousness of food can also be preserved to the greatest extent, so it became a good vessel for soup later. , and the freshness of this casserole is very good. It is said that the pork bone soup boiled on the [-]th day of the new year in winter can be drunk on the [-]th day. Compared with other containers, the soup made from it is more fragrant. Our casserole house here, They all order casserole from them."

In this case, the little celestial master said to Dugu Haoyan after hearing this: "Then let's buy a few back and make soup for later!"

"There is already such a casserole at home, have you forgotten? It was bought by my father when he was traveling there, and there are all sizes." Dugu Haoyan was delighted: "The pigeon soup you drank last time is the casserole you used Boil." "! Mountain! And! 氵! タ!"

He only remembers these things in the kitchen unless they are special like casserole. Dugu Haoyan is really not familiar with other things. All kinds of casserole pots in the suitcase, those things are afraid of being bumped, and the high-end suitcases are well-made, but they put a lot of straw and rags in them, and they are heavy when they are taken. , The two of them bought a whole set of casserole pots of various types, and even bought [-] casserole pots for one person!

The whole family includes housekeeping staff, and there is one person left.

I heard that my uncle's house also bought some later, and my mother and aunt went there again. After returning, I have never stopped eating a casserole of soup every day.

"Yeah, I remembered. The fat aunt said last time that there are more than 30 casserole pots at home." The little Tianshi touched his head and lowered his head to drink the soup.

"You bought it for travel, we made it custom-made, don't worry, I will bring you two back when you leave, one big one for soup and one small one for medicine, just right." The chef insisted that they bring two casserole pots go back!

However, a few masters who are good at pharmacology thought that this stuff would be good for making medicine, so they took the initiative to ask for more.

After dinner in the evening, the little celestial master went to take a bath. They were arranged in another yard. This yard was surrounded by trees, backed by mountains and facing water, and the scenery was unique. Is it in China? There are traffic controls outside, and the inside is very quiet.

So early on, the little celestial master lay on the bed to rest.

It's just that he didn't fall asleep, but hugged Dugu Haoyan's waist, muttering some gossip, while Dugu Haoyan was worried about his tomorrow: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, this thing is at least 2000 years old. What kind of demon soul will not be scattered in 2000 years? I guess there are only some remnants. If this is a real big demon soul, don't wait for me to cook it. Within a hundred miles nearby, there is probably no one who can breathe." The little celestial master lay half on Dugu Haoyan's body: "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to come in and find out."

That's why he has confidence.

If there was real danger, he would of course take Dugu Haoyan and run away.

Outsiders only think that they are great masters, but they don't know that every time they encounter something, they are taking risks. This thing doesn't seem like a problem that can be solved by a large number of people. Sometimes, this invisible thing is the most dangerous.

If knives and guns are useful, can their group of masters still be brought here to "see things"?

How many soldiers are there for this place?

"Safety is the most important thing, don't force it tomorrow." Dugu Haoyan is afraid that the little celestial master is too responsible. The people in this place have a special temperament, feeling that they are entrusted with a heavy responsibility, the kind who can dedicate their lives to complete the task He was afraid that the little celestial master would be fooled into taking this hot potato.

"It won't happen!" The little celestial master said happily, "It's a pity that my life is very bad."

The two chatted for a long time, and then slowly chatted a little about love, and then fell asleep together sweetly.

The next day when the morning star rose, the little celestial master woke up, and after going to wash up with Dugu Haoyan, he saw other people as soon as he went out.

"You all got up so early?" The little celestial master was quite surprised.

"After the lights in your bedroom were turned on, we were woken up." Master Zhang said, "It's not that we woke up early, but they woke us up."

The other two were yawning. After all, it was pitch black outside.

"Eat first, eat first." Secretary Xiao Xia also yawned, he had never gotten up so early before, and usually he would stay up all night.

"Wake up so early and still have breakfast?" The little celestial master was even more surprised.

He had already made up his mind, just take a meal bag and drink some milk for breakfast.

"Of course, you will have the strength to work when you are full." Secretary Xiao Xia rubbed her eyes: "I want to eat too."

Their breakfast is very simple, millet porridge, soy milk, milk and coffee.

The staple food is vegetarian stuffed buns, flower rolls and freshly baked bread, which is a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western.

And ham and toast.

Among these people, only Secretary Xia drank a cup of coffee and ate two sandwiches.

Everyone else ate a Chinese breakfast, but after Dugu Haoyan finished eating, he drank a cup of tea and let the little celestial master also drink a cup to refresh himself.

Everyone ate very quickly, and it was only five o'clock after eating.

When the sky was light, they arrived at the apron.