Ling Qing originally wanted to say something, looked down at the meat in the bowl, moved the corner of his mouth, and finally fell silent.
This meal, except that Lucy Yao was happily eating, I can still barely accept it.
Ling Qing's face was always green, Xuan Cang didn't need to eat, just holding a cup of teapot that he didn't know where he got from, and having a drink without a mouthful.
When we finished eating, the old man walked over with highland barley wine and some snacks.
These are naturally unmissable delicacies in Tibet. Although I don't like the taste of wine, I still twisted my nose and tasted it twice.
It tastes better than the beer I've drunk before. I don't know how many times it tastes better.
But the physique of being drunk when I drank, after I greedily drank two more sips, I immediately tilted my head and fell into Xuan Cang's arms, and fell asleep to death.
"I'll take her home first!" Xuan Cang put down the cup in his hand, hugged me and left the seat.
Ling Qing and Luciyao are still sitting at the table, and you and I drink a cup.
I don't know how long it took, the old man who had put everything in order, dressed in heavy clothes, carried an old and broken lantern and walked outside the house.
That night, everyone was still sleeping soundly.
I had nothing to do all night, knowing that the next day there were several menacing soldiers in military uniforms in the hotel.
This is Tibet, and there are naturally policemen. I just don't know what happened, but the soldier who came to the door today was the commander of the army.
There was a lot of noise outside, and I reached out and twisted my forehead with some discomfort, and felt a headache uncomfortable.
"What's going on?" I got even more headache from the noise outside, turned over on the bed, and wanted to get up.
Xuan Cang immediately sat up and stretched out his hand to hold me. Turned around and wrapped the quilt around me, and put me back on the bed to lie down.
"You take a good rest! I'll take a look." Xuan Cang's fingers gently pressed on both sides of my forehead twice, and the cool feeling immediately drove a lot of headaches, and the head immediately relieved a lot at that moment.
After Xuan Cang went out, it didn't take long. The noisy sound disappeared immediately. I waited on the bed for a long time, but did not see Xuan Cang coming back.
So struggling, he got up from the bed.
Wearing only a thin shirt, I was shivering from the cold as soon as I got out of the quilt.
Then he quickly pulled a few pieces of clothes, put them on for himself, opened the door and walked out.
"What's the matter?" As soon as I walked to the outside hall, I saw Ling Qing and Luxiyao, standing in the middle of the house with heavy faces, not knowing what they were thinking.
Hearing my voice, Ling Qing and Luciyao immediately calmed down. Ling Qing opened her mouth and said in a muddy mud: "It's nothing! Something happened around here, and the police came to inquire about it."
"Oh!" I replied, and looked around the probe, but did not see Xuan Cang.
So subconsciously asked: "Where is Xuan Cang?"
This time Lingqing didn't answer, Luciyao took the first step and replied: "Go to the crime scene to see the corpse! I said that this place in Tibet is very evil, and I felt uncomfortable on the first day!"
"At the scene of the crime?" Upon hearing these sensitive words, my nerves became tense again.
Someone came to investigate so early in the morning, I'm afraid there is a serious case of death near here!
Xuan Cang would actually follow the past to see the corpse, thinking about this from time to time, isn't it as simple as he thought
My complexion immediately sank, and I began to deliberate on the back of this matter.
I am not a person with excellent IQ and strong reasoning ability. It's just that after experiencing so many things, some behaviors and actions of Xuan Cang will reflexively generate some thoughts.
If only humans commit crimes, as the guardian of the ghosts in the world, how can he personally check it out and take care of the nosy
"Where is the crime scene?" I asked Ling Qing a little excited.
There were only three of us in the house. I didn't know where Xuan Cang went, so I had to ask Ling Qing and Luciyao.
Although I went out and asked someone to ask, I should be able to find the place where the murder happened.
But I am not familiar with this place, after all, if I meet someone who is intent on doing things, I will be looking for a dead end!
"Oh! Little girl, just wait here obediently. Don't go to join in the fun of that bloody scene!" Ling Qing shook his head and persuaded me.
But if you don't go, you won't be able to know what happened, let alone what is going on in Xuan Cang's side!
"But..." I hesitated. On the one hand, I don't want my own existence to cause trouble to Xuan Cang. On the other hand, I also hope that I can help Xuan Cang a little bit more.
"Just leave it! When that kid comes back and ask him face to face, you can get it! You are still pregnant, so don't go to such a place! Such a big person, I don't know how to avoid it. Avoid taboos." Ling Qing imagined at this moment like a nagging mother, constantly talking about me.
Speaking of the child in my stomach, I also hesitated.
Judging from the many things that have happened before, although the child in my stomach is not a good stubborn, anyway, it is the child of Xuan Cang and I.
Since there is no way to give birth to a child, I can ignore myself, but I can't ignore the child.
The firmness in my heart hesitated because of the child.
Just when I was standing still, not knowing whether I should go out, the door behind me was pushed open again.
At this time, the weather outside has warmed up, and the strong rays of the sun are shining from outside. A burst of heat followed the wind outside the door, and immediately caught himself in.
The body, which had felt extremely hot before, was blown away by the hot wind at this moment.
At this time, I can only sigh, the weather in Tibet really makes people feel unprepared. The rapid change is crazy!
The moment before was as cold as winter, this moment was like being in midsummer.
"..." I thought it was Xuan Cang's return, and immediately turned around. What I saw was the rickety, slow-moving homestay owner.
The old man's temples are white, and he still holds the dilapidated lantern he held when he went out last night.
"Hey..." He sighed while shaking his head as he walked. There was a vicissitudes of life on his face, but also full of sadness and regret.
He didn't seem to find us standing in the hall until he walked into the room. He raised his eyes for a moment, and then pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a somewhat far-fetched smile.
"Get up!" He greeted us, and when he was speaking, he had put the lantern in his hand back on the wall and placed it.
"Yes!" I nodded and smiled back at the old man.
Immediately thinking of what happened outside, I immediately walked over and asked the old man about it. "Hey! Old man! Do you know what happened outside here?"