Lie Huo Jiao Chou

"Get out!" Xiao Zheng raised his eyebrows at first, and then frowned slightly, feeling a little taste, "Wait a minute, what do you mean?"

Xuan Ji said: "Have you ever thought about it, for the species of butterfly in the mirror, the 'eunuch' is normal."

"You mean, this butterfly may not reproduce sexually..."

"I mean, this butterfly doesn't reproduce at all."

While talking, Xuan Ji rubbed the back of her index finger back and forth on the blade, her fingers were dexterous and dangerous, as if she was playing with fire.

The sword couldn't be put back into the "sheath", so it was left to hang outside. The sword body looked thick and simple, with only two sharp lines harvested from the double blades. The blood stains on it looked like some ancient totem, which added a little bit. Dangerous breath.

Of course it is dangerous - there is a big devil in the sword, he is rubbing it endlessly.

As Ling Chi's sequelae gradually subsided, Sheng Lingyuan's senses became more and more acute. At this time, he could "see" the blood vessels on Xuan Ji's fingers from the faint touch on the blade.

The big devil is very patient in dormancy, and he is not afraid of being touched by others. Just looking at the small piece of blood vessel that is looming in the skin, a sense of hunger and thirst that has been away for thousands of years suddenly surges up, making him almost unable to concentrate. Guess what those two said.

He found himself wanting to drink blood.

Sheng Lingyuan collected himself, although his memory was an invisible sack, but he felt that he didn't seem to have such a hobby before.He couldn't tell whether he simply wanted to drink blood, or he was only interested in this little monster's blood, and savoring the bouts of anxiety, he found it very fresh.

At this time, Xuan Ji seemed to sense the danger, she shrank her fingers, and said, "Do you still remember what was said in the archives of the General Administration about 'Flower in Mirror, Moon in Water, Butterfly'?"

Holding his sword, he walked towards the door, away from the butterfly: "'Mirror Flower, Water Moon Butterfly', a parasite, a first-class danger, only parasitizes the human body. Larvae and eggs can be dormant for a long time, but once they grow into adults, they will not die." If they have the ability to parasitize new hosts, if they leave the original host, or the original host dies, the adults will often die within a short period of time, usually within an hour."

Xuan Ji pointed to the glass sealed box behind him—as soon as he walked away, the little butterfly the size of a grain of rice appeared again, quietly lying on the glass wall: "Look at that one, take a few pieces from the host. Oh my god? I think the old man's body is still very strong."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Zheng was eager to listen to the business, and threw a wallet out of his pocket, "From now on, if you insist on speaking in human language for 1 minute, I will give you 100 yuan."

There are rumors in the world that Director Xiao is a rich second generation, his family owns a mine, and he came to work at the General Administration for self-realization. The rumors are indeed not groundless!

"Hey, no problem, Dad!" Xuan Ji didn't say anything, and the whole person's aura became upright, "Most of the content in Jinghua Shuiyuedie's file is about the symptoms of the parasitized host. I have read it. There is not a word in the whole article about how it reproduces. If this butterfly can really spread among people, then according to our inference, it can almost destroy all human beings. This kind of heaven-defying characteristic is not included in the file, the General Administration Will there be such a big mistake? Dad Xiao, let's jump out of the case of the "gloomy sacrifice" now, and look at the problem from a different angle. Do you think there is a third possibility—"

Xiao Zheng reacted as fast as he spoke, and immediately continued: "The butterfly parasitic on the boy was not released by Bi Chunsheng, and it has nothing to do with Gong Chenggong's falsification of the number of casualties, but was infected from other places! What do you want to say? , Bi Chunsheng found out about the boy's infection through some means, and used him to divert our attention, making us mistakenly think that the sacrifices of the Yin Yin Festival were all "alive" in the way of walking dead. At that time, it was only a few hours before the Yin Yin Festival was successful. We reacted hastily, and we found out that there was no time to cover up the problem, and the theft of butterfly eggs is likely to be revealed!"

"The timing of the action is also very accurate," Xuan Ji said, "The old director retired, and the yellow bureau took office. The yellow bureau is an ordinary person. He can supervise ordinary things, but in an emergency, as long as he doesn't intend to make trouble , I will definitely hand over the command to you. You..."

It's a stunned young man who doesn't know anything.

Xuan Ji smacked her mouth, and for the sake of RMB, she changed her tactful rhetoric: "Well... that... is upright, and I don't rub the sand in my eyes."

Xiao Zheng was still immersed in the case, and he didn't hear the surname Xuan cursing him, "But there's another problem that doesn't make sense—the boy keeps drawing gloomy sacrificial symbols on the notebook, how do you explain that?"

Xuan Ji thought for a while: "Have you checked that mustache? Just the last sacrifice."

"I've checked and it's nothing special. Didn't I tell you that the sacrifices were all people saved by Bi Chunsheng before," Xiao Zheng said, "That mustache is called Ji Qingchen, and he makes money by making videos and live broadcasts—but It’s not a serious live broadcast, it seems to be some sensational things, where there are no accidents, where to get into, walk a lot at night, and sometimes meet ‘real ghosts’, a man-eating incident he experienced was handled by Bi Chunsheng of."

"He is the last sacrifice, 'nothing special' is not right in itself." Xuan Ji said, "This mustache has posted more than 40 short videos on the Internet, and there are more than a dozen live broadcasts. I went through them all... "

Xiao Zheng was taken aback, he didn't expect this foolish man to be so careful, he asked in shock: "You read it all? Just a few days?"

"That's right," Xuan Ji spread her hands inexplicably, "Small time, don't you usually watch short videos? Just... waiting for the bus, taking a shower, going to the bathroom, eating... When I eat alone, I don't have 'eating and broadcasting', What do you have for dinner?"

Xiao Zheng: "...book."

Xuan Ji was also shocked: "Are you sick?"

The Internet-addicted youth and the iron-blooded veteran cadre looked at each other, feeling that the other was unreasonable, living a life that was worse than a pig or a dog.

Director Xiao needed him for this, so he had to seek common ground while reserving differences for the time being, and waved his hand weakly: "What's wrong with the video he made?"

"In the more than 40 short videos, most of the content is about him solving 'supernatural problems' for others, and he is talking about it. At first glance, it is the routine of charlatans," Xuan Ji said, "but there are a group of people who follow him regularly, it's okay. Just tell others how the 'Master' saved lives."

"Isn't that just Nursery?"

"But the stories they told are very interesting, and the content is similar - I met a master by chance, and the master calculated a catastrophe. After a few days, he was indeed 'taken by a lonely ghost'. The symptoms were 'the brain is very clear, but the body is out of control'. The distress signal was sent out, but the family couldn’t understand it, and finally the master came to help—how, does it sound familiar to you?” Xuan Ji narrowed her eyes and laughed, looking like a playboy who was not in good shape, raised her sword to shoot Looking at his own face, he winked and fiddled with the hairstyle he slept into a bird's nest, trying hard to suppress the raised hair.

Sheng Lingyuan in the heavy sword "looked up" at this face at close range, as suspicious as he was, and suspected for a moment that this guy was really stupid.

Xiao Zheng pondered for a moment: "You mean, this Ji Qingchen may know something, or play some role in this matter."

"Yes," Xuan Ji said, glanced at his watch, and unceremoniously drew 500 yuan from Director Xiao's wallet, "Five minutes and 20 seconds, they are all acquaintances, and I wiped off the change for you. Get ready for the plane. Let's take someone there to check the eight generations of Ji Qingchen's ancestors."

He said as he walked towards the door.

Sheng Lingyuan was still guessing the words he didn't understand based on the previous and last words, and wondered: "What kind of chicken are you preparing?"

At this time, I heard Xiao Zheng suddenly react: "No, wait, stop! I have been surrounded by you - I asked you to investigate the concealment of casualties within the General Administration, why? Turned into an investigation of gangsters? What you're talking about with me are all inferences, and to put it bluntly, you still don't want to take responsibility, do you?"

Xuan Ji, who was holding the sword, and Sheng Lingyuan, who was inside the sword, sighed at the same time.

Sheng Lingyuan said heartily: "I've heard for a long time that Lei Ze's beast can't turn when walking, it's actually true." [Note]

"You bastard who prefers the light and fears the hard, don't do it if you can't do it!" Xiao Zheng became angry, "It's really hard for you to make it so real, and you're still a 'non-reproductive butterfly', thank you for thinking it out! Are there any animals in this fucking world that can't reproduce? You..."

"Yes," Xuan Ji said, "Have you never seen a mule?"

Xiao Zheng choked up with a stomachache.

"Director Xiao, let me ask you," Xuan Ji sighed, "Even if the two of us risk being assassinated by a group of field workers and investigate this matter to the bottom, what do you want to do? Get those parasitized by butterflies Have everyone gathered together and dug a hole to bury it?"

"That would have been dead!"

"You think it's dead, but in the eyes of relatives and friends, it's a living person." Xuan Ji interrupted him, "You think everyone wants you to get to the bottom of it, and you have to find out 'clear and clear', and then take it away." Are there relatives around them? Is everyone willing to know the so-called 'truth'?"

"Butterflies that cannot reproduce are the same as mules. They are the wisdom of our ancestors-I said, there is nothing new in this world. Comrade Xiao Zhengzhi, do you really think that the butterfly in the mirror, the water and the moon will grow naturally? If it is true Then, what is the difference between human brains and pig brains for parasites, and why does this thing only parasitize on humans?" Xuan Ji glanced at his sword, picked up the electronic cigarette, and lit it in the air On Xiao Zheng's chest, he smiled vaguely, "Demons, demons, ghosts, monsters, which one is more vicious than people's hearts? Mom is going to wipe your ass, bye."

People in the Different Control Bureau were in a state of panic, and the aftermath department wished it didn't exist, because they heard rumors that the general bureau would "self-examine" and let the aftermath department take the lead.

The second time Xuan Ji stepped into the office of the aftercare department, she felt that she had stumbled into the botanical garden by mistake—there were freshly cut green radish leaves everywhere, packed in plastic mineral water bottles, and hung in a row against the corner of the wall.

Lao Luo explained tremblingly: "Leader, when I get nervous, my fingers and toes will grow wildly, uncontrollable, and I can't cut them off... Well, is it an order from above?"

Xuan Ji stared at the row of toes above his head with complicated eyes, and retracted the legs that had already stepped into the house, hating iron for being weak: "It's worthless, Jin Yiwei can't do it——Luo Cuicui, Ping Qianru, and...that ... Forget it, you two find someone else, come with me, and go on a business trip."

Three or ten minutes later, Xuan Ji boarded the plane with Luo Cuicui, Ping Qianru and a young man in a hoodie.

The hoodie was dragged by Ping Qianru and Luo Cuicui, named Yang Chao, with a pair of inverted eyebrows and a sad face. It is said that he is an ordinary person who was born in a special energy family.

"This is the encyclopedia of our department," Luo Cuicui introduced. "He is especially able to endorse, and knows everything. Asking him a lot of things is faster than transferring files from the General Administration."

"Oh, okay," Xuan Ji felt that this person seemed unreliable, but it was better than the one who summoned the big devil, "why do you still bring a book with you when you are on a business trip?"

Yang Chao looked at his sword, dodged Bazhang away vigilantly, and replied from Bazhang away: "It's about studying for the postgraduate entrance examination. If I pass the exam, I will quit my job."

Xuan Ji: "..."

"Yangyang." Sheng Lingyuan thought, he "looked" over from the sword, just happened to Yang Chao secretly glanced this way, as if he met the sword's eyes, he was shocked and dared not make a sound, which made the big devil I found it very interesting, "The blood is so thin, but it is sharp."

Just then, the plane signaled to take off.

While Sheng Lingyuan was still wondering if "take off" had any hidden meaning, the plane had already accelerated along the runway, and with the roar of "buzzing", it was pulled away from the ground and towards the sky.

The epee fell down at once, and Xuan Ji subconsciously reached out to catch it, but the sword pulled out from his back cut open his palm abnormally, and the blood flowed down the blood groove on the blade——

The author has something to say: Note: It's not true, I made it up.