Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

Long Ya walked over and bent down to pick up the jade bracelet, but the moment he touched it, his expression seemed to be stunned.

"Why—" Qi Chen just wanted to ask when he saw it, but after he said two words, he felt a burning pain on his feet, swallowed the words immediately, and "hiss—" took a cold breath gas.

Looking down, I saw that the good upper of the right foot had rotted into flowers, and the loose skin covered the foot.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the black sand on his shoes hadn't been cleaned, and now, as Long Ya said, there was no good place, and the skin and flesh were probably burned, so he couldn't take care of it immediately Others, quickly shook their feet.

The rotten shoes broke loose into pieces without any effort, and fell to the ground. Even the cotton socks did not leave a whole body, which was more rotten than the shoes, and they were also shaken off.

Qi Chen grinned when he saw his feet, and saw that a large piece of the instep was burnt red, and blood was oozing outwards, and several blood bubbles were burnt out on the edge, which was covered by the white skin. It was extremely glaring.

"Tsk—you have to find something to keep as a souvenir for yourself when you go out, right?"

Long Ya's voice suddenly sounded, and as soon as Qi Chen raised his head, before he could see the person clearly, he felt his arm being grabbed and pulled vigorously, and he threw himself forward, hitting Long Ya's strong chest, and then the world spun.

When he recovered from the dizziness, he found that the whole world was turned upside down in his eyes.

This perspective is very familiar, because half an hour ago, he was in the same way... was roughly carried by Longya on his shoulders, like a sack.

Qi Chen spoke with difficulty: "...Team Leader Long, I don't think you need to sacrifice so much, just lend me your hand to find a balance."

Long Ya snorted coldly: "Yes, then I have to take a step and pause for two seconds, waiting for you to jump back into the car like a silly bird? How can I bear you so much?"

Qi Chen: "..." Be careful and I'll spit on your back.

Fortunately, although Team Leader Long is covered with reverse scales, he explodes when he pokes it, and the inner core is still soft.

He didn't let Qi Chen suffer for long, he simply took out the talisman and shook out a handful of fire to set Qi Chen's shoes and socks on fire, then strode back to the car parked outside the work shed, and opened the passenger door handle Qi Chen dropped on the seat.

Although the action was simple and rough, he miraculously remembered to raise his hand to protect the back of Qi Chen's head, preventing him from knocking on the frame of the car, so as not to completely earn the title of "stupid bird".

After closing the car door, Long Ya walked towards the work shed, and came back with a cloth bag in a short while.

The temperature in the car was raised by Longya, and Qi Chen's bare right foot warmed up a lot, but the warmth made the flesh of the wound more painful.

Long Ya put down the cloth bag covering the bones, looked at the injury on Qi Chen's instep by the lights in the car, and made a quick call with his mobile phone, and then habitually turned on the speakerphone towards his hand As soon as I lost it, I pulled out a small roll of light brown cloth from nowhere as if by magic.

Qi Chen felt that he probably had an invisible treasure bag on him, or he would take out a talisman paper and a bean in a while, but he couldn't see him touching the pocket.

The cloth is still painted with the ghostly talisman pattern that Qi Chen can't understand, and when it is unfolded, there is a strong smell of medicine, which makes Longya frowned: "Every year it is more and more intoxicating, those old-fashioned people What kind of mentality... Don't move your feet, if you move again, I will chop you off."

Qi Chen was really not used to others touching his feet, just as he was about to reach out to take the cloth strips to wrap himself, Long Ya slapped his claws away.

As soon as the cloth strip touched the wound, there was a mint-like coolness covering the burning skin, and it felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Long Ya pinched Qi Chen's ankle, and just wrapped up the wound, the phone at hand was connected.

A very pleasant male voice came out, with a smile in his voice, and he spoke slowly: "I said why the permission to go out of the province was suddenly opened, so you are waiting for me? I just came back at night, can you let me go out of the province?" I take a breath?"

Long Ya: "Okay, I've left a mark for you along the way, and I've stunned everyone I've seen. Hurry up, I'll go to Huijia Bald Donkey first."

"Master Huijia probably broke down when he saw you back."

Long Ya snorted: "Speak as if he won't break down when he sees you, stop talking nonsense and hurry up, okay?"

"I'm leaving." The man replied and hung up the phone.

Before hanging up, Qi Chen glanced at the phone screen curiously, and saw that the contact name displayed on it was "Shan Xiao".

He had seen this name on the company's job tree before, and the marked position was the leader of the aftermath team. The seat in the office with his nameplate was next to Longya, but it was always vacant.He had been complaining about the group name for a long time at that time...Ganqing was dispatched at such a time.

After the phone call, Long Ya just wrapped up Qi Chen's wound and tied an extremely ugly knot.Just looking at this knot, one can tell that this person probably has never bandaged anyone's wounds, as he himself said - he only catches and kills people, and saving people is not within his range.

Returning to Jiang City, Longhuaidu still walked, but when passing through Longhuai Ghost Road, Qi Chen saw a figure approaching from a distance——

It was a thin man, riding on a huge beast, galloping on the dimly lit Longhuai ghost road.

He stepped on the back of the beast with one knee bent and the other hanging danglingly, holding the rein with one hand.The beast ran extremely fast, but he sat firmly, as if he was not afraid of being knocked off.

The lights of Longhuai Guidao only gave a fluffy outline of light and shadow, Qi Chen couldn't see the man's face clearly, and he didn't intend to slow down at all, but at the same time as he passed the car, the man " "Yo", he waved his long whip and whipped it on the ground, and there was a crisp "pa——", as if he was greeting the people in the car.

"Who is this person?" Qi Chen looked at the back of the man and the beast quickly shrinking into a small dot in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help turning his head to ask Longya.

Before Long Ya could speak, he remembered the previous phone call, and hesitantly guessed: "Team leader Shan Xiao?"

Long Ya let out a "hmm", and then stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated suddenly, and whizzed through the black curtain of Long Huaidu.

Qi Chen stuck to the seat, and after getting over the inertia, he asked curiously, "Then he is..."

"Mandrill." Long Ya guessed what he was going to ask before he finished speaking. After answering, he added: "It's the mandrill that is a monster in the mountains. The name is a homonym for the convenience of the outside world."

Qi Chen was surprised and said, "He is a mandrill?! Didn't all the legends about mandrills say that mandrills have only one foot, a human face and long arms, and can run faster than leopards. Can they tear devils with their hands..."

Long Ya twitched the corner of his mouth: "Ghost knows why he left such an image. But look at his virtue of sitting and not sitting. He likes to bend one leg all day long. It's not wrong to be mistaken for one leg! As for the long arms of the human face, it may be because he is using a whip? Speed... He is riding a giant leopard spirit, and it is not normal to run faster than ordinary leopards! What is that thing that is tearing devils with bare hands?! This Laziness has become a genius, and he will never tear himself apart if he can be torn by a leopard. And what he is good at is creating illusions to confuse people, and it is enough to clean up the aftermath, and he has no part in the hands-on work!"

Just as he was talking, Qi Chen discovered that the car had left the Longhuai Ghost Road and entered the boundary of Jiang City.

However, Long Ya didn't drive the car into the main road that directly leads to the city's expressway, but turned onto a small road, bypassed two not-so-high mountains, and drove into a town.

He turned around and got into a side road up the mountain, went straight up all the way, passed two crooked neck trees, found a flat ground and stopped.

Qi Chen took a closer look, and there was indeed a dilapidated temple in front of him.Instead of hanging two lanterns pretentiously at the door, two wall lamps were nailed up in a very worldly way, but these lamps have been used for many years, and the cover of one of them is broken.

He was thinking about what he came here for, when he saw Long Ya get out of the car with the cloth bag containing the bones, went around to the co-pilot's side, and involuntarily carried Qi Chen on his shoulders again.

Qi Chen silently vomited a mouthful of blood: "..." The next time you get hurt, you can't hurt your legs or feet.

Long Ya entered the temple familiarly, walked through the courtyards, without even stopping, as if he was in his own home, it can be seen that he often came to harass the abbot.

Just when Qi Chen was about to vomit, Long Ya finally stopped.

He raised his head and looked around with difficulty, and saw that this was a small separate courtyard with only one room.It looks old-fashioned from the outside, but brightly lit inside.The door of this dilapidated temple can't expect any sound insulation effect. Qi Chen can hear the sound of typing on the computer keyboard from outside the door. It's crackling, fast and loud. of.

A clock the size of a small bowl hangs at the door of the room, and a clock strikes next to it.It acts as a doorbell.

Long Ya pretended to raise his hand and knocked on the small clock twice, the perfunctory meaning even Qi Chen, who had his back turned, could hear it.Then he took a step forward with his instincts open, pushed the door open and went in, found a chair by the table, and put Qi Chen down.

Qi Chen was wondering that the people in the room didn't respond when someone broke into the door, so he sat down and took a look... Yep!The owner of the house is wearing a monk's robe and sitting at the computer desk with his back facing the door, playing games, with a pair of headphones hanging on his shiny head.

When he looked over, the monk had just finished typing. After typing the last key, he raised his hand and took off the earphones, straightened his robes and stood up. coming……"

The subtext is roughly: ghosts linger.