Death Spell

Chapter 134

The warm light of the setting sun refracts on the snow, and everyone who reflects it carries the aura of nature on their bodies. This kind of sunset scenery is comparable to the beauty of sunrise.

Because of this, today's car is particularly difficult to hit.

Tang and Song stood at the gate of the Judiciary Building with their shoulders on their shoulders, and for more than ten minutes, they did not meet an empty car.

Didi!

Following the sound, Tang Song turned around and saw an SUV driving towards him. Because facing the setting sun, Tang Song didn't see the people inside the car clearly at the first time.

I didn't see it until the car stopped in front of me.

"At this time, I won't be able to get a taxi for a while." Fang Min rolled down the window, "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

"Won't it delay your business?"

"I'm done with my work, come up quickly, it's so cold outside." Fang Min raised his hand and put his bag behind.

"Thank you." Tang Song sat in Fang Min's car and fastened his seat belt.

"But you have to show me the way. I just came back not long ago. I don't know everyone everywhere." Fang Min looked at Tang Song and said.

"Go straight here, at the intersection ahead, turn left." After Tang Song paused, he realized that she now lives in Anya's house, and corrected him: "Turn right."

Fang Min glanced at Tang Song, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "I can't see that the well-known Tang forensic doctor is actually a road idiot..." As he spoke, he turned the steering wheel and drove in the direction Tang Song pointed.

To be honest, she is really not a road idiot, but she didn't know how to explain it for a while, so she changed the subject and asked, "You will finish seeing me off in a while, is there anything else?"

"It's okay, just go home or go to the gym." Fang Min was simple and clear.

"you live alone?"

Fang Min nodded, "Yes", turned the steering wheel to the right, and said, "My parents have immigrated, so I am here alone."

When Tang Song heard the answer, he nodded clearly, "Then don't go back in a hurry, and have dinner with me."

Fang Min glanced at Tang Song, "Will it be inconvenient?"

"It's not inconvenient. It's just to celebrate my moving. It's just an extra pair of chopsticks. I heard that dinner is hot pot." Tang Song leaned on his chin and stared at the road ahead, "Turn right after two more intersections."

"To be honest, I haven't eaten hot pot for many years. It seems that I made money as a driver." Fang Min stopped the car and waited for the light.

Tang Song just smiled and said nothing, bowed his head and sent a message to Anya first, informing her that colleagues would come with her later.

……

Fang Min's car was parked in the garage behind Yayuan. Tang and Song saw Fang Min's eyes looking at Yayuan. He didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or something. After looking at the architectural style of the outer wall of Yayuan, modern people really rarely live in such an environment. inside.

"This is my friend's house, I'm staying here temporarily."

Fang Min is not a gossip person. He nodded at Tang and Song. Even if he doesn't understand architecture, he can see that every flower and grass here has its own unique value.

As soon as the two walked out of the garage, they saw an oncoming figure not far away, it was Uncle Wang.

He naturally took the bag from Tang Song and Fang Min, first greeted Fang Min with a smile, then looked at Tang Song and said, "Miss Tang can go directly to Lanting, they are all over there."

"What about you, Uncle Wang?"

"I'll pick you up first, and I'll go to the kitchen to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks for this young lady." Uncle Wang turned and left.

Fang Min followed Tang and Song all the way, walked across the wooden bridge, and before he got out of the bamboo forest, he heard a clear and clear voice saying in disgust, "You drunkard, why do you know how to drink all day long?"

Another cold voice quickly refuted it: "Wen Yao said that I'm an alcoholic, so naturally I'm going to drink all day."

"Be careful if you get drunk, tomorrow's press conference is off the hook, don't say you know me."

Sang Xie chuckled: "Thank you, Wen Yao, for your concern."

The two talked back and forth, and before the Tang and Song people arrived, they laughed along with them. They were really enemies.

This voice and this name, Fang Min knows a little bit about it. After all, the recent newspapers and magazines are all about the three major families, and Lejia will also be mentioned. Tomorrow there will be a new product launch conference of Leshang International, Wen Yao?Could it be that mysterious person Le Wenyao?

When each figure in the pavilion fell into Fang Min's eyes one by one, she was really amazed by the scene in front of her.

In addition to Tang and Song, the four women in front of them all have their own beauty, especially the temperament of the two, which is very similar to Xuan Luo, or even worse.

Tang Song looked at the decoration in the pavilion, and looked at Anya with some puzzlement, but seeing that everyone was busy with their own business, she first introduced Fang Min to everyone.

It was also because Fang Min was a policeman, so he was familiar with each other by nature. After greeting each of them, he rolled up his sleeves and walked over to help Su Mingyuan wash the vegetables.

In the face of the heroic and straightforward policewoman who often fights criminals, everyone here appreciates it.Especially Le Wenyao, if it wasn't for another more interesting thing to hold her, she couldn't help but want to discuss with her.

"Sister forensic doctor, guess what this is?" She pointed to the square tripod and asked Tang Song with raised eyebrows.

"Sister Wenyao, you are cheating. You just asked Sister Anya, and now you are here to test Sister Pretty." Su Mingyuan helped Tang Song out of the siege, put the washed vegetables on the plate, and took out the fungi over there and handed them to Fang. sensitive.

Le Wenyao glanced at the brat dissatisfied, coughed twice: "I'll just ask."

Tang Song came to the kiosk, helped Sang Xie warm the wine, carefully looked at the cauldron, and glanced at Anya's half-hearted smile. He didn't expect that there are so many tricks in eating hot pot.

"I don't know much. I only know that hot pot had a name in ancient times, called antique soup. It got its name because of the sound of gurgling when food was put into boiling water. According to historical records, hot pot existed in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Mr. Bai Juyi didn't There is a poem in which it is written that green ants have new fermented wine and a small red clay stove. It will snow in the evening. Can I drink a glass? Now there is snow, wine, and hot pot here. I am right. ?”

Le Wenyao gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Then... I'll just say it! The forensic doctor sister is knowledgeable and talented, and she picked up the history casually. But the sorcerer said that this tripod originated in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, and it is called Wen Ding."

"Wen Ding?" Tang and Song stared at the bronze tripod with a deep belly, square bottom, erect ears, dragon patterns all over the body, and triangular patterns on the belly. Charcoal fire, filled with rich and fragrant soup, because of the heating, the color of the tripod body is more distinct, beautiful and colorful, and the outside is painted?

Through these identifications, it is indeed the imprint that only existed at that time, and it is really as recorded in the historical books. Could it be that this tripod was left from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties?

Tang and Song couldn't imagine it.

Not to mention the Tang and Song Dynasties, even Fang Min, who is not very interested in antiques, was a little surprised when he heard about this dynasty. Looking around at the surrounding environment and construction, could it be whose ruins are this?

"In fact, hot pot was popular in ancient times, but it was not called hot pot at that time. Cao Pi, the son of Cao Cao, loved hot pot the most. For this reason, he specially built a five-cooked pot, which can be eaten with five flavors at a time." Anya said , while putting the adjusted special ingredients into each bowl.

Fang Min's eyes lit up when he heard that he ate five kinds of pot bottoms at once, and felt that the words of these people were very interesting, "Isn't that better than the current mandarin duck pot?"

"It's useless to be tall." Le Wenyao waved his hand, "I'm not very interested in him."

"Wen Yao doesn't like Cao Cao?" Sang Xie poured a few cups of the hot pear blossom wine, and handed it to Le Wenyao first, "Drink something to warm up first." After speaking, he took another glass and handed it to Fang Min. Min shook her head, "I don't drink."

Sang Xie frowned and looked at Fang Min carefully, and was about to pass the glass of wine to Su Mingyuan before taking it back, "Children are not allowed to drink."

Su Mingyuan stared at the cup and pursed his lips: "I'm not young anymore!"

"Then it will be a few years." Sang Xie handed the wine glass to Anya, Tang Song, and Wang Tu who was cutting meat.

Le Wenyao took a sip of the warmed pear blossom wine, and snorted, "Who would like a perverted old man? Not only is he perverted, but he also likes a beautiful woman who dominates her husband. It's too much."

"But Cao Cao has an invincible skill, so we can't underestimate it." Tang Song also took a sip and smiled.Then he put down his wine glass, and handed Fang Min and the others washed vegetables and mushrooms to Anya.

Anya took the vegetables and mushrooms that Tang Song handed over, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in her eyes.

Le Wenyao looked curious and asked, "What skill?"

Tang Song suppressed a smile: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there."

After two or three seconds of silence, there was laughter all around, and even Su Mingyuan burst out laughing.

Le Wenyao couldn't hold back her face anymore, she curled her lips: "...Sister forensic doctor, if you fail in your studies, it must be the sorceress who taught you to fail."

……

Uncle Wang, who hadn't walked out of the bamboo forest in the distance, heard laughter and laughter here, and handed a new pair of bowls and chopsticks to Anya.

Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened.

Everyone held a porcelain bowl containing the bottom material in their hands and surrounded the Wending. Not only did they not feel cold, but the heat emitted by the bronze tripod was like a warm current, warming everyone.With the warm pear blossom wine, whether it is the aroma of the hot pot or the faint aroma of the wine, it will add a bit of appetite.

For modern people, they are used to eating hot pot in hot pot restaurants. It is the first time for many people to try such an antique hot pot. I don’t know how the taste of meat and vegetables cooked in such a tripod will change?

When Anya said it was ready to eat, everyone put down their chopsticks almost at the same time. Some put in vegetables, some mushrooms, some meat, dipped in small ingredients, and the food cooked by this warm pot was delicious. Tacitly put it on the mouth first, smelled it and blew it, the moment it was put in the mouth, there was silence in Lanting.

Everyone was savoring the food in their mouths carefully, wondering if it was different from usual, and sighed at the same time after a few seconds.

"good to eat……"

Anya seemed to know the answer a long time ago, and said with a smile: "There are still a lot of things, we can't waste them, so we have to finish them all."

Almost everyone said in unison: "No problem."

Light snow fell outside the Lanting Pavilion in response to the occasion, those who drank in the pavilion drank, those who ate hot pot ate hot pot, chatted about topics that had nothing to do with the world, and made jokes that were not painful, no matter what happened tomorrow, but at this moment, they Be happy and have no worries.

……

The sound of footsteps echoed on the second floor of the corridor. While everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting happily, a figure quietly left.

Tang Song pushed open the door and came to Zhang Ning's room. Seeing that she was still asleep, her eyes were dark.

A nice and gentle voice appeared behind her: "Don't worry, because she has corpse gas in her body, she will naturally recover slowly. Come to think of it, she should wake up tomorrow."

Tang Song turned his back to Anya, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

She turned around on the spot and looked at this woman who knew everything and saw everything in her eyes, as if her heart had been read by her.With just a few words, you can express all your worries and anxieties one by one.

Anya's care is so subtle and natural.

In the room, because only the wall lamp was on, it was a bit dark, maybe her mood was different, and even Anya's expression was softer, seeing Tang Song's gaze back, the corners of her lips curled up a little deeper.

In the dead of night, people looked at each other.

Tang Song's thin lips parted lightly: "With you here, I'm naturally not worried."

"Do you like this hot pot?" Anya asked.

"I like it. The taste seems to be different from what I usually eat. It is said that people live better and better. In fact, I don't think so. Modern people lack a kind of tranquility." Tang Song said bluntly. , and asked: "Where are all my books?"

"I came here to take you somewhere." Before Tang Song could react, Anya had already held her hand and led her out.

Looking at the woman's back, Tang Song calmed down a little, and followed her closely.

I just didn't expect that there would be a basement here too.

Pushing open the wooden door, it was a narrow passage. Anya turned on all the wall lamps. When passing by a half-covered stone door, Tang Song was taken aback. She seemed to see a crystal coffin.

Anya stopped, pushed the stone door open, stared at the empty crystal coffin, and said, "This is where I really sleep."

Although Tang Song knew it well, but out of traditional ideas, when he heard the people around him sleeping here, a trace of uneasiness flickered in his eyes.

"Don't worry, come with me first."

Anya led Tang Song to continue walking towards the passage, and stood still in front of a wooden door.The moment Anya raised her hand and pushed open the door, Anya saw Tang Song's eyes light up.

Tang Song admitted that she had never seen such a study.

"This is just a part of my collection. I put all your books in one shelf, over here." An Ya said as she led Tang Song to the third row of bookshelves, "Here."

For Tang and Song Dynasties, these books are books that must be read at ordinary times, but here, she feels that the books she read are too shallow... There is even an urge, she wants to read all the books here.

"These..." Tang Song casually came to a bookshelf, picked up a bamboo slip, no matter how well preserved, you could still see traces of time on it, opened it bit by bit, looked at the handwriting inside, she suddenly smiled : "Xiaozhuan script, I can't understand it."

"I'll teach you." Anya stood aside and said with a smile, "Do you like it here?"

Tang Song put the bamboo slips back to the original place, turned around and looked at the woman carefully, and nodded: "I like it. I'm afraid I'm too stupid and will be rejected."

"How can you dislike it?" Anya took Tang Song's hand, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's just that if you don't learn well, you will be punished."

Tang Song: "..."