Divorce, Mr. Shen

The man was so amused by Ning Qiuli's reaction that he wanted to laugh, but he was still more surprised by Ning Qiuli's calm expression, and he couldn't help saying: "I ate a man, and I was a snake...Aren't you afraid?"

Ning Qiuli shook his head: "It's normal for us to change human form. Although cannibalism is a bit scary, as you said, there is no one who stipulates what must be eaten, and no one has stipulated what cannot be eaten. Survival of the fittest. That's the law of survival."

The man stared at Ning Qiuli for a few seconds before saying, "I suddenly want to know your name."

Ning Qiuli took a deep breath, turned his thoughts a few times, and said truthfully, "Ning Qiuli."

The man knew that Ning Qiuli's behavior was not lying, so he also chose to treat each other with sincerity: "I don't have a name, but I think Professor Cheng Jin and I are related, so you can take this as my name, okay. ?"

Ning Qiuli: "..." I've eaten him into my stomach... It's really a good relationship.

Seeing that Ning Qiuli did not respond, the man's voice became softer: "...Is it not possible?"

Ning Qiuli nodded slowly: "Yes."

Only then did the man return to his normal tone: "Then I'll call you Qiuli."

Hearing such a familiar title, Ning Qiuli was taken aback for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Okay."

The two sat under the tree and chatted for a while, and the village chief came over and said that he was going to find the patient's family.

Although they are all in the same village, the distance between each household is not too close. In addition, the terrain of the rainforest is intricate. If you want to go back and forth on the same day, you have to start early in the morning.

Compared with the physical fitness of the village chief and Cheng Jin, Ning Qiuli was obviously much weaker. Not only did he need Cheng Jin to hold and support him along the way, he even almost fell down several times. Cheng Jin was supported.

After Ning Qiuli was tripped by a tree root again and fell into Cheng Jin's arms, the village chief who was walking in front couldn't help but joked: "Professor Cheng, why don't you just hold your little assistant in your arms?" !"

Cheng Jin looked down at Ning Qiuli and said with a smile, "It's not impossible."

"..." Ning Qiuli's ears turned red with embarrassment, "I, I can... I'll just get used to it."

"It looks like it's going to rain again, we have to do it as soon as possible." Having said that, Cheng Jin leaned over and whispered, "How about I carry you?"

Ning Qiuli was a second late in reacting, but the man thought he had acquiesced, so he bent down and carried him on his back——

"Hey!" Caught off guard, Ning Qiuli was almost thrown off, "I didn't agree! Let me down!"

"Be honest, put your arms around my neck." The man commanded domineeringly, "Or I'll throw you into the swamp to feed the crocodiles."

Ning Qiuli: "..."

"Assistant Bai, please stop making trouble," the village chief advised, "Professor Cheng is right, this road is not easy to walk, if you delay it any longer, I'm afraid you won't be able to arrive at night."

Ning Qiuli... had no choice but to hug Cheng Jin's neck in a speechless manner.

The man smiled triumphantly from an angle Ning Qiuli couldn't see, and walked forward steadily with big strides.

When it was almost noon, the three of them finally arrived at the first patient's home.

There lived a young couple here, and the husband was sick. He was lying on the bed and sleeping quietly. From the outside, there was nothing unusual.

After the hostess heard the village chief's explanation of her visit, she knelt down towards Cheng Jin, crying and excitedly said: "I beg Professor Cheng to save my husband! He has been sleeping less and less these days, most of the night They are still dancing, he doesn't listen to what I tell him, he pushes me even when I pull him..."

Cheng Jin frowned slightly, reached out to help the hostess up, and said, "Don't worry, Assistant Bai and I came here to solve this problem in the village. Before your husband got sick, did he eat any food?" Have you ever been to something unclean, or where have you been?"

"No." The hostess wiped away her tears and said sobbingly, "He is still the same as usual, he goes out to hunt in the morning, comes back to light a fire to cook in the afternoon, washes up and goes to bed when it gets dark, and repeats this every day. past..."

Cheng Jin: "Where does he usually go hunting?"

"It's the forest on the west side." The hostess pointed in the direction, "Everyone in the village goes there. There are a lot of small animals, and wild animals don't appear often, so it's safer."

Cheng Jin: "The last time he hunted, what animal did he bring back?"

The hostess thought for a while and said, "Two snakes were caught."

"..." Cheng Jin's complexion changed, he turned around with his hips crossed, and stared at the male master lying on the bed with a kind of unfriendly eyes.

The hostess was a little puzzled, and turned to the village head and asked, "Professor Cheng, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, he's suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder." Ning Qiuli, who hadn't been idle all this time, came over with an iron bucket, put it on the ground with a bang, and asked, "What's in this bucket?"

"You..." The hostess' expression was flustered for a moment, "Where did you find this bucket?"

"Your house is only this big." Ning Qiuli shrugged innocently, "You can find it if you just look for it."

"There's nothing in it, just some old cloth strips." The hostess bent down and stuffed the bucket under the bed before saying, "You men should not look at our women's private items."

"Oh, that's it." Ning Qiuli smiled innocently, "That's really embarrassing."

The hostess looked at Ning Qiuli warily, but said nothing.

Because of the two snakes, Cheng Jin didn't have a good face the whole time, but Ning Qiuli was mobilized, asking around like a curious baby, and finally annoyed the hostess. But due to their identities here, they dare not attack.

The situation was almost understood, and the three of them embarked on the return journey.

The village head led the way, while Cheng Jin and Ning Qiuli followed far behind, whispering furtively.

Cheng Jin asked curiously in a low voice, "What's in that hostess' bucket?"

"It is indeed some blood-stained cloth strips." Ning Qiuli said, "But I feel a little strange, if those are really her women's items, why is her expression so flustered?"

"Didn't I give you some tools?" Cheng Jin said, "Did you take any samples?"

Ning Qiuli nodded and said, "I took some cloth strips, and I also took some of the host's bodily fluids and hair."

After finishing speaking, Ning Qiuli remembered something again and asked, "However, these tools are very professional. Where did you get them?"

Cheng Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Qiuli: "Oh? Didn't you guess this?"

"Hiss..." Ning Qiuli had a toothache, "Is it also related to the real Professor Cheng Jin?"