The next day I woke up early. I went to bed at nearly 2 a.m. yesterday. According to international practice, I would not get up until the afternoon of the next day. But Qin Qing was there. I woke up at about 8 a.m. After I walked out of the tent, the police had already started to light a fire and cook. I looked at Qin Qing's tent next to me, thought about it, and asked inside: "Hey, can I come in?"
After a while, Qin Qing said, "Come in."
When I walked in, Qin Qing had already handed over her clothes. She was sitting on the bed and looked at me and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
I was stunned for a moment, as if there was really nothing for me to do when I came in. I scratched the back of my head and said, "Nothing, we'll have dinner soon. After dinner, we'll leave here and discuss countermeasures."
Then the meal outside was also prepared. Of course, you couldn't expect any big fish or meat here. In fact, I only appreciated the bowl of porridge among the dishes made here. After all, it was made by a group of uncles who picked their feet. How much could you expect to eat? However, Qin Qing ate with gusto and kept saying that it was delicious. The old man who cooked the meal also kept grinning when he saw such a little girl praising his meal.
Actually, it’s not Qin Qing’s fault that her taste is too bad. It’s because in their time, people only added salt or chili pepper to stir-fry dishes, unlike nowadays when there are all kinds of seasonings such as MSG, chicken powder, cumin powder, etc.
After dinner, I also said goodbye to Brother Haibin. After all, this adventure was strictly speaking over. Brother Haibin did not keep me. He said some words of gratitude, then threw me the keys of a police car and let me go back to Chongqing by myself. As for Wang Kai, he did not come with me. He was a member of the Chongqing Supernatural Incident Investigation Team. He was different from me. I was there to help, while he was working. I took Qin Qing with me, said hello to everyone, and then drove to Chongqing with Qin Qing.
"What kind of horse is this? It can run so fast? Even the top-quality war horses at that time couldn't compare to it." After getting in the car, Qin Qing started touching things here and there, as if she had finally encountered something new. And when I stepped on the accelerator, there were no cars on this section of highway, and the road was wide, so I naturally started speeding at full speed. Although strictly speaking, this was not considered speeding, after all, the road was flat and I was just closing my eyes and stepping on the accelerator. If Fang Pengguang were driving, that would be called speeding.
I drove very fast. Of course, I didn't dare to drive too fast after I got on the real highway. I just drove slowly and honestly. Qin Qing was in the passenger seat, looking at the cars on the highway and exclaiming like a child, pointing at the car in front and saying, "Overtake him, overtake him!"
"Sister, can we not be so childish?" I actually knew that Qin Qing was in a very good mood. After all, she was resurrected and had no reason to be in a bad mood, so her mentality seemed a little like that of a child. Sister Qin Qing didn't pay any attention to me at all. She kept yelling to overtake the car in front. Her IQ was really no different from that of a five-year-old child. I guess it was because she saw something new. If I closed my glasses and opened them again three thousand years later, with UFOs flying all over the sky, I guess my IQ wouldn't be much higher than that of a three-year-old child in front of those people.
Fortunately, Qin Qing was tired after making a lot of noise for a while. She sat on the chair and squinted her eyes at the car in front. She asked me: "Xiao Jiu, can you tell me about the history after Qin? I'm very curious. How could such a huge empire be destroyed?"
"Well, it's like this." Then I roughly recounted the content of the Chu-Han Contention that I had watched. I couldn't remember the real history, so I thought the historical TV shows shouldn't be much different. After Qin Qing finished listening, she also fell silent.
The car finally drove into the main urban area of Chongqing around noon. The traffic in the main urban area of Chongqing was also at its peak at that time. I drove with Qinqing for more than an hour before we arrived at Jiangbei, and then took her to the underground commercial street of Guanyin Bridge to buy a set of clothes for me and her. After all, she and I were still wearing Taoist robes at the time, and the clothes were too eye-catching. I bought Qinqing a white T-shirt and a miniskirt. I didn't buy the underwear, but asked the owner of the store to buy it for her. I said that Qinqing and I were in the same expedition team, and she had injured her head while going out for an expedition a few days ago, and her IQ was a little low.
Qin Qing looked at me with murderous eyes, but I didn't care about her. After I took her shopping, I also bought a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. These things are much more comfortable to wear than Taoist robes. I dragged Qin Qing to go shopping and buy some food. Qin Qing didn't object. She likes to eat these things now. Of course, she didn't know about the existence of gutter oil, and I didn't plan to tell her. When we walked to the end of the commercial street and were about to leave, someone next to me suddenly said, "My friend, please stay."
I looked to the right and saw a man wearing a Taoist robe and sunglasses five meters to my right. This guy looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was running a small stall with a flagpole that read "Iron Plate Divination" hanging on it.
I didn't intend to pay attention to him. I used to do this. When I was pulling Qin Qing to continue walking, the old Taoist priest said, "This friend will have a disaster in the near future, and it's a big disaster! I wonder if I'm right?"
When I heard this, I frowned, looked at the old man, and walked over to ask, "Is that right? May I ask your name, Taoist priest?"
"I don't deserve it. My name is Han. You can call me Taoist Han." The Taoist didn't take off his glasses, but smiled. I smiled and said, "Let's be frank. I am also a yin and yang master. I have been staying at home recently. May I ask Taoist if I have any solution to this problem?"
"Young man, don't believe what this old guy says. He's a liar." Suddenly, a female boss in her forties who sells clothes in the store next door ran out and said.
I asked in confusion, "But he just said I had a disaster, and I did have a disaster recently."
"The old man keeps repeating that sentence every five minutes, just to entice idiots like you." The female boss said, "He keeps repeating that sentence all day long, and my ears are already callused."
"Pfft." I almost laughed out loud, looking at the man who called himself Taoist Han, thinking to myself, this old man is also a talent, he can even think of this method. Indeed, if someone has suffered a disaster recently, they will definitely think that he is being talked about, and then come up to ask this Taoist priest.