The sky in the rainy season is always dark and dark.
The sky is covered with a layer of haze, and the sky naturally gets dark early.
When today's scene was finished and the crew returned to the hotel where they were staying, although it was still early, it was only seven in the evening, but the sky had already completely darkened.
After eating, Fangzheng made a request.
He wants to sleep in a separate guest room with Tuhao Dong.
"What?"
The local tyrant was puzzled.
"Because you grind your teeth like a hamster at night."
Fangzheng felt that his reasons were sufficient.
Tu Haodong is still so young, he has no diseases, and of course he doesn't have the habit of grinding his teeth while sleeping. Fangzheng just finds a random reason so that he can sleep in a separate room with Tu Hao Dong.
In this way, he can move around alone at night.
But Fang Zheng's words immediately cast a psychological shadow on Tu Haodong.
"Fang Fang, do I really have the habit of grinding my teeth at night? Is it the sound of a hamster grinding its teeth, or a groundhog grinding its teeth?"
"No, I'll turn on my phone to record all night!!"
Fangzheng sent Tuhao Dong away, and just got the room key from the front desk for the re-booked room. The room number he booked was just next door to Tuhao Dong. When he came back, he happened to see a familiar figure. The back figure was standing at the east gate of the local tyrant, with gentle movements, about to knock on the door.
Fangzheng saw, Yile, isn't this the goddess Ye Qianqi who the local tyrant Dong's soul dreams of.
He hissed and gasped.
In the middle of the night.
Lonely men and widows.
The goddess who was haunted by dreams came to the door alone at night. The two must have an adulterous affair. I didn't expect the local tyrant Dong to attack so quickly.
Fangzheng felt that at this time, he couldn't be a light bulb. As a result, Ye Qianqi heard the sound of the elevator door opening behind her, and when she turned around and saw that it was Fangzheng, her face showed joy.
"Fangzheng, I just happened to be looking for you."
"You didn't come to find Tyrant Dong, you came to me?" Fangzheng murmured and said by pointing his finger.
It turned out that Ye Qianqi came here to thank Fang Zheng for the accident during the day.
"Thank you for the accident in the crew during the day, although I already thanked you at dinner, but at that time there were too many people and it was inconvenient to say a lot, so I will ask you to say thank you in private, thank you very much You shot during the day."
The two stood in the aisle, talking.
"Thank you very much, how much are you thankful?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile, trying to get rid of the awkward atmosphere in the air.
Ye Qianqi was startled.
Before Ye Qianqi could answer, Fangzheng waved his hand with a smile and said, "I've accepted your thank you, Miss Ye, so let's just let this matter go, in fact, I was not only saving you, Miss Ye, but also myself. "
Fangzheng felt that if the two of them continued to be so polite, it would be endless, and he would go to the battle zone next to investigate the situation there.
If you have time to socialize, you might as well do something more practical. After all, according to the soldier’s post-death appearance described by the tour guide, and the mysterious disappearance of the police car, there must have been supernatural events in the war zone.
As long as there are supernatural events, he can gain soul energy.
Compared with girls, cultivation is more important.
This is, I was rejected
Ye Qianqi blinked her eyes, which were as clear and clear as a pool of clear water, as if she hadn't reacted for a while, then she smiled slightly, and the embroidered lotus smiled away, and the movement in her eyes was guessed.
"good."
The smile was dignified and generous, without losing the etiquette, and then the two parted at the door.
Just as Ye Qianqi disappeared at the corner of the corridor, the door of Tuhao Dong's room opened from the inside. He saw Fang Zheng standing at the door. He was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Fang Fang, I seem to have heard something outside the door just now." My Goddess Ye is talking?"
Fangzheng said directly and decisively: "No, you must have heard wrong."
After saying goodbye to the local tyrant Dong, Fangzheng returned to the guest room.
Only Tuhaodong was left to look suspiciously at Fangzheng next door, and then at the corridor: "No, I smelled a girl's body fragrance at the door..."
The local tyrant who couldn't figure it out simply shook his head and went back to the room.
Perhaps Tuhao Dong never imagined that his goddess did come, but she was not looking for him, but the old Wang Fangzheng who lived next door to him... This is really a sad story.
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Siam is a Southeast Asian country that laughs at the poor but not at the prostitutes.
Although it is a Buddhist country, its Buddhism is different from domestic Buddhism. Domestic Buddhism is Mahayana Buddhism, which advocates enlightenment and crossing people, and finally achieves positive results; Southeast Asian Buddhism is basically derived from Theravada Buddhism, which focuses on personal practice. Therefore, Mahayana Buddhism does not work in Southeast Asia.
It is also because of this that people in this country laugh at the poor but not at the prostitutes. As long as they can eat enough, men will try their best to become women. Because in Siam, women make more money than men.
A Pai is a male nurse in the hospital. Even at night, he will continue to come to the dangerous city where the gun battle took place last night to clean up the dead bodies.
The other people who came to clean up the corpses with him were all boys like him, from poor families who couldn't do surgery, and who had been working hard to save money for themselves.
Only men from poor families can do these tiring and hard jobs.
Rich people have already fulfilled their ideals in life, earning more money than surgery fees early.
"A Pai, let's move slowly, we don't need to work so hard, this rainy day is too annoying." A slightly shrill voice whispered to A Pai.
The speaker is A Pai's classmate and colleague Ban Zhuang.
Ban Zhuang is a thin man of 160 cm tall, wearing a waterproof raincoat. He and A Pai carried a corpse to the transport truck parked beside him, complaining to A Pai.
"Isn't that bad? Bacteria and plague are the easiest to breed in the current season. These corpses have been placed for a day, and the decay rate will be very fast during the rainy season." Apai said hesitantly.
He was also wearing a raincoat.
In these poor and backward Southeast Asian countries, human life is the least valuable, and only money is the most valuable. Purchasing biochemical suits, which one is not asking for money, the corrupt authorities, for money, only give these people who carry the corpses simple equipment, raincoats, masks, gloves... not even a decent set of biochemical suits.
Speaking of these corpses, Ban Zhuang subconsciously looked down at the cold corpses in his hands. There was no white cloth on the corpses, because there were too many dead people, and even the corpses were transported by trucks. How could there be so many of them? Kung Fu cares about these details.
Therefore, at this moment, the hideous expressions on the faces of these miserable corpses were directly exposed to the eyes of the two of them.
Seeing the ferocious expression on the dead man's face, Ban Zhuang shuddered inexplicably, feeling a cold wind behind him.
"There are so many people who died this time, and the bodies were transported away one by one... Ah Pai, do you think these people really died in yesterday's chaotic shootout like the police said?"
(end of this chapter)