diving cat

He stood in the middle of the bamboo forest in a daze, the rain was pouring down, his feet were muddy, and the soles of his shoes would slip every step he took. He walked towards the small grave with difficulty, and he dug up the soil.

My own voice came from my ear: what are you doing?

The body is not his own, he wants to retreat!want to stop!I don't want to dig anymore!But the body didn't stop. He dug open the grave and dragged out Wu Wenquan's corpse. The corpse was heavy and terrifying, and his hideous face was covered with corpse spots.

Wu Wenquan moved his hand and held his ankle.

He shuddered: enough!let's go!Don't want to stay for another second!

Wu Wenquan opened his eyes and stared at him expressionlessly.The world was spinning, he was scared, so scared that he didn't even have the courage to take another look!But he couldn't control his body, he couldn't even close his eyes—that body, his, pulled out a dagger, bent down, and cut open Wu Wenquan's chest, the dazzling blood stained his vision.

He wanted to shout, but struggled to open his mouth, but couldn't make a sound: Stop!stop!Who can tell me to stop?It's summer!Qiu Zhengxia!Give me a hand!I beg you!help me……

He reached into the opponent's chest and groped, the bloody heart, lungs, stomach... Where did he leave any clues?He heard himself asking, "Who? Tell me, who killed you..."

——"Han Beibei!"

Han Bei suddenly opened his eyes and woke up!

"Beibei? Are you okay?" Qiu Zhengxia's face was infinitely enlarged before his eyes.

Han Bei wiped his face, sat up panting heavily, raised his hand and looked at his watch: ten past eleven.

"Finally woke up." Qiu Zhengxia patted his face, heaved a sigh of relief, "What are you dreaming about? Keep calling me."

"Have you been called?"

"It's called. It's hard, could it be a spring dream?"

The T-shirt was soaked with sweat, Han Bei simply took off the T-shirt, wiped the sweat all over his head and face: "Nightmare..."

"Don't lie!" Qiu Zhengxia held his heart like a frightened deer: "Aww! It's so embarrassing to be called a bed in a dream!"

Han Bei threw the wet T-shirt into a ball and threw it at Qiu Zhengxia, "Get lost."

Before the end of the sound, a door on the second floor was slammed open, the lights in the corridor were turned on, and rapid and sharp cries pierced the silent night.Qiu Zhengxia turned over with a grunt, his ears closed, and he lost all sleepiness: "What's going on?"

Han Bei got up, dragged his throat and asked upstairs: "What happened?"

During the conversation, a man rushed downstairs without thinking, yelling in Miao language. It was the tenant of the Miao family, and the little girl in his arms had a pale face and her eyes were closed.The young Miao woman staggered down the stairs, tears all over her face, and another little girl was crying and tugging on her mother's clothes, trembling all over.

The Miao man yelled a few words in Miao language, and realized that the other party could not understand, so he hurriedly switched to Chinese for help: "Sir! My Yaoyao had a sudden cramp just now..."

Han Bei touched the little girl's cold and blue forehead, and asked in astonishment, "How could this be?"

The young woman covered her face in horror and screamed: "I don't know... Yaoyao! Yaoyao..."

"Zhengxia! Call an ambulance!" Han Bei hugged Yaoyao and laid her flat on the ground, pinching her chin for a few breaths, "Hey! Yaoyao! Can you hear uncle? Yaoyao!"

All the tenants upstairs were woken up, the lights were turned on one by one, some people kept opening the door and running downstairs, and some people stood at the window and looked around.Qiu Zhengxia borrowed a mobile phone to make an emergency call, saw Liu Lan running downstairs, slapped his head, and pushed him back: "What ambulance is it called! Go and get the car keys! Help! Hurry up!"

Liu Lan ran downstairs and didn't figure out what happened, but he didn't ask any more questions and ran back.Qiu Zhengxia hurriedly ordered the proprietress to open the door and shouted: "Han Bei! Take her to the car! Go to the hospital immediately!"

Liu Lan took the car keys and ran downstairs: "Here! Keys!"

Qiu Zhengxia snatched it away, opened the car door, and roared, "Han Beibei! What a shock! Hold her here!"

Han Bei didn't respond, he let go of Xiao Yaoyao, and sat down on the ground.It was terribly quiet, and the strangers, who had never met before, felt vaguely invisible grief and were speechless; Qiu Zhengxia kept the ridiculous posture of bending over to get into the car, and after a while he was dumb and asked from a distance: "Han Bei?" !What's wrong?"

The young Miao woman covered her mouth to suppress her crying, and looked at Han Bei with teary eyes.

With difficulty, Han Bei squeezed out words one by one through his teeth: "She... has no heartbeat."

Lulu, who was sobbing timidly, broke out into sharp and childish wailing: "Sister! I want my sister—"

"Yaoyao—impossible!" The young Miao woman threw herself on her daughter and cried hoarsely: "Yaoyao! My Yaoyao—my daughter—"

Qiu Zhengxia ran back in three steps at a time, pulled her away, opened Xiao Yaoyao's mouth, and roughly licked her throat a few times with her fingers. The little girl didn't vomit, but she mentioned her and slapped her on the back hard. .

The heart-piercing cries of the Miao couple shook everyone's heart. At first, people who were watching from the window ran downstairs and surrounded them helplessly. Several soft-hearted female tenants also cried out.

Qiu Zhengxia used all eighteen martial arts, and the little girl let him manipulate her without any reaction.

Han Bei's eye circles were sore, he covered his eyes dully and desperately, his ears were buzzing - obviously, Xiao Yaoyao was poisoned!who is it?Who put such a deadly poison on an innocent child?How can I do it?

In the end, Qiu Zhengxia was helpless, and his movements slowed down. He hugged Xiao Yaoyao, put his face against the girl's cute little face, and called out in a trembling voice: "Little sister, wake up..."

Xiang Jiuru squeezed in from the crowd, raised her hand and slapped Qiu Zhengxia, and scolded, "Put her down!"

Qiu Zhengxia was slapped, he didn't care about it at all, he hastily put the little girl down, picked up the T-shirt Han Bei threw away and put it under her head.

Xiang Jiuru shook out a cloth roll, which was filled with various types of silver-white needles. He picked out a needle that was nearly ten centimeters long, and ordered: "Tear off the clothes!"

The Miao couple cried so hard that they couldn't help. Qiu Zhengxia couldn't untie the pearl buttons on the neckline of the doll shirt, and broke out in sweat: "Babe! Help me!"

Han Bei hurriedly offered his hand, and together they ripped off the little girl's clothes.

Xiang Jiuru touched Yaoyao's chest, leaned over and sniffed the other person's mouth and nose, then straightened his waist, he "hissed" and turned into a ball of blue fire, before anyone could see clearly, the silver needle ignited The fire drew a semicircle in the air, pierced the girl's heart like lightning, almost completely submerged, then twisted the top, rotated slightly, and pulled out with a single stroke!At the same moment, Xiao Yaoyao suddenly raised her head, took a deep breath, and when she breathed it out again, thick black blood gushed out of her nostrils.

The crowd of onlookers let out earth-shattering exclamations and admiration. The young Miao woman cried and laughed like crazy when she saw her daughter come back from the dead.

Xiang Jiuru picked out a few more silver needles and pierced several acupuncture points; Xiao Yaoyao coughed and spit out white foam, her hands and feet twitched frequently.Han Bei couldn't believe his eyes, "Zhengxia, he..." He didn't say the following words, and Qiu Zhengxia, who was always by his side, disappeared!

Han Bei looked up, and saw that the boy retreated silently into the darkness behind the crowd, without showing the slightest expression of relief and joy, his face was covered with haze, and his eyes burst out with a gloomy light, like a bird in a dark forest. A beast that peeps at its prey.Han Bei was puzzled, followed his gaze, and landed on the stack of silver needles beside Xiang Jiuru...

Xiang Jiuru opened the small sandalwood box, found a porcelain bottle with a thin mouth, drew out a few strands of silk-like white silk, and put it into Yaoyao's mouth; Yaoyao woke up faintly, half-opened her eyes, and moaned weakly: " mom……"

Xiang Jiuru's brows were full of kindness, she hugged Yaoyao with skillful gestures, she could tell at a glance that she had taken care of the child, "Okay, little Yaoyao, it's okay."

The young Miao woman rushed to Xiang Jiuru's feet and hugged her daughter back. The whole family burst into tears.Almost all the people poured into the yard, surrounded the Miao couple, comforted and questioned with concern, and made a lot of noise.

Han Bei couldn't find Qiu Zhengxia, so he stood up and squeezed out of the encirclement, and looked around upstairs. The corridors on several floors were empty and there was no one; There, the figure of Youdao flickered and disappeared.

Like telepathy, Han Bei instinctively determined that the man was Qiu Zhengxia!

Although Wei Jingou's words were tactful, asking the brothers not to act alone, so as not to be suspicious of each other and hurt the peace, but the meaning of warning in the words was very strong. Han Bei wanted to sneak out several times to report the news when Wei Jingou was not in front of him. But the guest house was booked by Wei Jingou, and he had to be wary of the proprietress and the waiter.

Glancing back, he was sure no one had noticed him, so he slipped out of the yard in the chaos.

Behind him, Xiang Jiu said nonsense in a serious manner: "Your child has myocarditis and latent asthma. The cause may be pollen... But don't worry, I've cured it. Don't worry too much. When the ambulance arrives, go to the hospital." Put a bottle of glucose in the hospital, just rest for a few months, and pay more attention to exercise and nutrition..."

He quickened his pace and followed to the corner of the alley, Han Bei was sticking to the wall, his back felt clammy and cold, he knocked his feet, and there was a very crisp "click", which startled him, and reflexively imitated his own cat to make a hoarse and short sound Call out: "Meow!"

The footsteps on the other side of the alley did not stop, Han Bei let out a breath, not feeling how bad his cover was at all, and carefully glanced sideways.In the winding and dark alley, there were no street lights, the moonlight was dim and hazy, and the back of the other party who was fading away could not be clearly seen, but the walking posture was very familiar, and it was Qiu Zhengxia.

Qiu Zhengxia walked to the end of the alley and turned right. Han Bei squatted down and picked up the half bamboo pole he stumbled over just now. He tiptoed to the end of the alley, retracted into a doorway, and waited with bated breath.

If I remember correctly, turn right 30 meters and there is a 24-hour small supermarket.I'm really convinced of that dog thing!He almost died just now, and he still has the mind to buy snacks?Han Bei glanced at his watch: 32:[-], the net will be shut down in less than half an hour!

Eleven forty-five...

eleven forty...

The shrill screams of the ambulance came from far and near, and there were noisy voices from the guest house.Han Bei clenched the bamboo pole tightly, his palms were covered with sweat, and the seconds felt like years.

In the special training of melee combat, Du Yin once taught him to attack the opponent's Fengfu and Yamen acupoints. These two acupoints are close to each other. When he presses both acupoints vigorously, the strength is just right, and the opponent can lose consciousness immediately.Han Bei didn't have this ability, he couldn't get dizzy even by pressing the cat - he touched the cat to find someone's acupuncture points, and Du Yin found out about it later, and laughed at him severely.

"...give me a look, it's hot..." Qiu Zhengxia's incomplete singing came.

When Han Bei heard the movement, he clung to the door, not daring to take a breath, and secretly swore that he would dereliction of duty once, and he was really reluctant to arrest this dog with his own hands!Pressing the acupoints with bare hands is not strong enough, can it be done with a stick?

"Beibei who keeps cats, you are mighty and majestic, I would like to melt into your wide wallet..." Qiu Zhengxia carried a plastic bag, hummed a ditty he made up himself, and swayed back to the alley.

When Han Bei heard the lyrics clearly, his stern expression completely collapsed!I just want to knock his head full of bags!

"Big bed that stretches as far as the eye can see, marry a wealthy family as you like, spend all your days as extravagant as you..."

Like a wild cat walking in the dark, Han Bei quietly appeared behind him, silently raising the bamboo stick.

A stick hit the back of the neck, Qiu Zhengxia fell down in response, and the world was clean.

Han Bei dropped the stick and leaned over to hug him. The stick seemed to hit his heart, and he felt a dull pain, and the pain went straight to his forehead!

—He touched a stick of blood.