The gods are watching over humans... Really big faces.
In the living room, Cen Jin finished eating, planning the reconstruction of the old building, and earning wages from part-time jobs. At the same time, the words that Ding Yqing left before he left were floating in his mind.
To be honest, although the University of Michigan and the institution have always preached the struggle between humans and gods, giving students the illusion that humans are not defeated by gods, Cen Jin knows that this is to cultivate the courage of young people to fight against gods, so as not to fail in the war. It collapsed before the opening ceremony.
But the gap between the real gods and humans is a rift.
Cen Jin had faced the horror of the gods, and when he saw Ding Yqing for the first time, he couldn't even lift his head up, and his limbs were on the ground. Killing him by Ding Yqing was as easy as pinching an ant.
The god he came into contact with for the second time was the Queen Mother of the West. Just a little pollution left in the world for more than 2,000 years could force him to almost bleed from his seven orifices and collapse to his death.
No one understands the power of the gods better than him.
So he questioned Ding Yqing's surveillance of himself, which should sound ridiculous to Ding Yqing, just like humans wouldn't particularly monitor an ant, unless the ant was the experimental product that was the focus of attention.
Huang Mao was relieved immediately, he did not have the value of 'focusing on', and no evil pen would use him as an experiment.
Having figured it out, Cen Jin put down a heart full of melancholy, down-to-earth, and returned to reality. He was deeply hurt by the expenditures on the ledger, and wished to be immersed in illusion forever.
I don't know if the gods have the ability to make money.
…
The next day, Cen Jin went to class to learn basic knowledge and culture. In the afternoon, he borrowed a cart to transport the paint home. After all, the goal of transporting the paint back to school is too big. .
Encountered many neighbors in Huaxiang, when asked how to buy so much paint, Cen Jin answered uniformly: start a side business.
Since he was sensible, he has been working part-time, and the neighbors are used to it.
Cen Jin, who became stronger after training, easily moved the paint to the fourth floor and met Du Li, who was waiting for him.
Du Li came to repay the money. The last time she borrowed 50,000 yuan, it was not too much in a while. She paid back 15,000 yuan first, and brought him a pot of braised pork that she made at home.
Cen Jin: "Thank you, Sister Du Li."
Du Li smiled, patted Cen Jin on the shoulder and said that next time she will invite a guest to a five-star hotel for a big meal, suddenly the phone rang, she picked it up, and said embarrassedly that she had to go.
Seeing this, Cen Jin waved his hand and said, "Sister, please do your job."
Du Li turned around, her face pulled down instantly, Cen Jin heard her say to the person on the other end of the phone, "What do you want?" The tone was very impatient, and then her body froze, her back stiff at the entrance of the corridor.
Cen Jin was a little strange and asked loudly, "Sister Du Li, what's the matter with you?"
Du Li turned around, because there were no light bulbs installed in the corridor, and she was behind the light, so she couldn't see her face clearly.
"fine."
However, Cen Jin felt that something was not right and walked towards her, but the next moment he heard Du Li scolding on the other end of the phone: "Ge Junhui, you are sick! I tell you, we break up, if you keep pestering me, I will hire someone to beat you. Break your leg!"
Most of the people who came out of Huaxiang were grumpy, and their lives smoothed out the edges and corners, but they did not smooth out the unruly in their bones.
Dolly is so clear about love and hate.
"The scumbag cheated on him and asked for forgiveness, but was dumped by my sister." Du Li gritted her teeth and scolded her ex-boyfriend: "He went on a business trip to Bharata and provoke high-caste women over there, thinking that he would be fine after returning home, and the slut wanted to sleep with me. , I was responsible for being called by my family that day."
Du Li sneered: "I heard that the scumbag is now under a spell, is afflicted with illness, and the family is restless, but let me go to see that high caste woman and ask her to be merciful... I'm crazy to ask for mercy, but the cheap guy should go. die."
Cen Jin didn't expect to hear these secrets, and felt a little embarrassed for a while. He couldn't help but sent five hundred red envelopes to Du Li and said, "That, sister, the old won't go and the new won't come."
"Pfft!" Du Li chuckled, holding Cen Jin's cheek and squeezing: "Why is Cen Xiaojin so cute! Come on, my sister understands what you mean, the one hundred yuan is the one who invited you to drink milk tea."
Du Li accepted 500, and retweeted 600. Compared with the ugly bitch, she felt that her younger brother was the cutest in the world.
"Sister rushes to work, or you'll be late, bye."
"goodbye."
Cen Jin rubbed his cheeks and went back to the house, first put the braised pork in, and then moved the paint in. As early as the moment he opened the door, the back room became a cabin in the woods.
When he finished removing all the paint, he found Ding Yqing sitting at the dining table with chopsticks holding the braised pork in the basin.
Under the light, the braised pork is crystal clear and fragrant.
Complaint Tong, Li Manyun and Tong Lingtou stood in a row at the base of the wall, looking at the braised pork with curiosity and covetousness, and could even see Complaint Tong making a swallowing action.
"… "
Cen Jin went across from Ding Yqing and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Ding Yqing raised his eyes, put down the chopsticks together with the braised pork after a while and asked, "Would you like to drink?"
"what?"
"Eating meat without wine is half the fun."
"Where did you learn? Movies again?"
Ding Yqing said: "Go to the refrigerator to get wine." He was tacitly saying this.
Cen Jin opened the refrigerator suspiciously. He really found a small jar of wine, the size of an adult's palm, and handed it to Ding Yqing, saying, "I don't drink it. Did you brew it, or did you buy it?"
Ding Yqing: "It's brewed." He opened the stopper, and the aroma of the wine filled his eyes. He raised his eyes with an intoxicating smile like a spring breeze: "The wine that was buried two thousand years ago was the size of a pond at first, and after volatilization, only Down like this."
He shook the neck of the wine cup with one hand, and asked Cen Jin if he really didn't want to take a sip? The wine 2,000 years ago was brewed by the hands of the gods. It is a real nectar and jade liquid. If you miss this opportunity, you will never have this opportunity in your life without this store in this village.
The bewitching and lobbying came in turns. Cen Jin was young, unable to withstand the temptation, and licked his lips and said, "Why not, come here? Just a little, one bite."
Ding Yqing fell a little and pushed it in front of Cen Jin.
Cen Jin took a sip, frowned, took two sips, full of doubts, drank it all, and said dumbly, "Why is it the same as Erguotou?"
Ding Y Qing's face didn't change: "Really? Maybe Erguotou copied my brewing recipe."
Cen Jin: "Oh."
He sat down, the smell of alcohol was a little high, he patted his cheek, picked up the chopsticks and concentrated on eating the braised pork. The braised pork cooked by Du Li's mother was absolutely delicious. The three layers of meat were thin and fat, soft and glutinous, and the chopsticks were lightly clipped. scattered.
Cen Jin suddenly thought of something and went to the kitchen.
Ding Yqing smelled the wine and thought about what Cen Jin looked like just now, the gentle and intoxicating smile in his eyes disappeared completely, and he returned to his original indifferent and calm appearance, but there was still a circle of ripples under the calm at the moment, that was A little bit of novelty and curiosity.
The three little guys standing in the row at the base of the wall secretly glanced at each other, and invariably remembered that Ding Yqing came back in the early morning, and he did carry a small wine cup, but he had already finished drinking it, and then he didn't know what was going on, and suddenly poured it into it. other drinks.
After smelling it, I lost interest. I threw the wine cup into the refrigerator and didn't mention it again.
By the way, the bottle of the 'other drinks' was a green glass bottle with a red label, as if it was called 'Erguotou', and was thrown in the trash can in the kitchen.
After a while, Cen Jin came out with three bowls, saw him come out with a normal expression, picked up the braised pork and folded it into the bowls, then took it to the table in the living room and greeted the three little ones over.
The three little ones peeked at Ding Yqing, and seeing that he had no objection, they ran over one step at a time, and scrambled to take a bite with chopsticks.
Cen Jin walked back to the dining table, and under the respectful gaze of San Xiaojian who thought he was going back to eat at the same table with Ding Yqing, he picked up the bowl of braised pork and walked back.
"—" San Xiao was shocked.
Cen Jin: "eat your food."
"!!" The three little dogs were even more respectful.
So strong! Openly provoking Huang Quan, the road to the rise of the yellow-haired hot-blooded youth!
Ding Yqing tapped the wine cup with chopsticks: "What about me?"
Cen Jin turned his back to Ding Yqing and didn't look back: "The immortals don't eat fireworks, they have diarrhea."
Ding Yqing made an 'oh' sound, knocked on the wine cup and knocked on Cen Jin's head, and looked back impatiently, only to see Ding Yqing tap his chopsticks for a while, There was a highly consistent lazy smile on his cheeks, lips and eyes.
It's not a gentle smile that was faked at first glance, but a real smile that's fleeting.
Seeing the amazement in Cen Jin's eyes, Ding Yqing skillfully switched to the charming smile, which reminded people of the picture of peach blossoms blooming in Chunjiang Plumbing.
But, false.
Cen Jin sneered, twisted his back, and blocked the pot of braised pork. He wondered if all gods like to deceive the world with gentle or compassionate skins, so that they can harvest believers. In fact, he doesn't understand human feelings at all, and he has no heart at all. Woolen cloth
Or, they disdain to show their feelings to human beings, so they put on beautiful and gentle skin and spare no effort to perform.
The consummate performance, deceived the world to live or die for it.
Cen Jin was drinking happy water and braised pork, looking at the three little ones who were gobbling down, thinking of the ghosts and white coats in the old building.
And it's a little weird, in fact, it has everything, it is above thousands of living beings, and it is not greedy enough.
They are not as cute as Li Manyun.
Ding Yqing looked at Cen Jin's back and observed his performance. There was no disrespect or dissatisfaction by the other party, or the sense of novelty was more serious. Of course, it may be because of the influence of 'Ding Yqing' memory, so he was particularly fond of Cen Jin. tolerant.
Moreover, Huang Mao Sangbu has a bit of temper, and has a little more energy, which is close to the human image in the movie, which is also very interesting.
Gu Tong stared straight at the happy water in Cen Jin's hand, and asked, "Is it good to drink?"
Cen Jin poured it into it.
When the complaining boy finished drinking, his eyes were straight.
It's a little bitter and a little sweet, like a potion. It's not delicious, but it tastes strange.
Another bite.
Resentful Tong took sip after sip, and after drinking, his gray-white eyes were full of 'more' desire.
Cen Jin simply gave it all, Tong Lingtou and Li Manyun came over and wanted to drink it out of curiosity, the former lost interest after drinking a little, and the latter also lacked interest, and finally left it to complain alone.
***
I took a few part-time jobs on Saturday and Sunday, and I was busy with the renovation of the old building. The interior of the second and sixth floors was beige, while the exterior was bright yellow. From the inside, it looks brand new, but from the outside, the two floors are particularly abrupt.
But it doesn't matter, if you have the money, you can remodel it later.
Cen Jin plans to level the dry landscape outside and replace it with other soil that can grow vegetables. It would be better if he could buy black soil rich in elements.
He let the ghosts, who used to be biologists, use the scientific research machine left on the sixth floor to study plants that can resist mental pollution, and bought more than a dozen bags of seeds, more than half of which were fruit and vegetable seeds.
Reason: such a large piece of land, not planting vegetables wasted.
The class continued on Monday. Zhou Man came to look for him, but was rejected. The other party left with his luggage that afternoon.
Ready for vacation on Wednesday.
On Tuesday, Shichahai set up the holiday exam questions. Although the group acted, this time the points were scored separately, according to individual contributions, and not only a detailed 3,000-word essay, but also photos or videos.
If it weren't for the lack of strength, everyone would have the heart to kill a master.
Shi Chahai: "When your vacation is over, I'll teach you how to use the combination of transcendent art and physical art when you come back."
The whole class responded sparsely, because Shichahai's teaching method was too crude and crude, if it wasn't for their talent and intelligence, they would have dropped out of school long ago!
When the get out of class ends at the right time, Shichahai slips faster than everyone else.
Huang Jiang thought that everyone would go back to their hometown together, why not let her buy a ticket in a group and save some money.
Wang Lingxian: "No need. I'm chartering a flight, do you want to come?"
Yu Wen: "I'm going!"
Huang Jiang: "If that's the case, then I won't buy a ticket."
Totem: "I take the high-speed train."
Wang Lingxian: "The plane is faster."
Totem: "For practice."
Wang Lingxian shrugged, Zangmi likes to practice asceticism, maybe this is one of the methods, but he never agrees.
He turned his head and asked, "Huang Mao, how about you?"
Cen Jin: "Do I want to bring one more person?"
Wang Lingxian: "Yes."
Cen Jin was happy when he heard the words, saving more than 2,000.
The group separated and agreed to arrive at the airport at six o'clock in the morning. No one complained about why it was so early. After all, they were just for the plane.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Cen Jin carried a suitcase and backpack, and put two kitchen knives in, and checked in together. After checking it once, he was ready to go out, with Ding Yqing by his side.
Ding Yqing's outfits today still do not lose their charm. The most important thing is that clothes with some elements of the era have a sense of fashion when they are worn. Is it because they look good in the first place
Ding Yqing has a linen cotton lining on the inside, and a black-bottomed silver-silver embroidered jacket on the outside. The entire back is a red-crowned crane, leaning on a silver-silver embroidered pine, and the canopy extends to the shoulders. , while the front is pure black without any embroidery.
One side is gorgeous and the other is pure black and simple, which is very eye-catching.
Ding Yqing's long hair was braided into a scorpion tail, with a silver chain wrapped around her hair, hanging on the side of her left shoulder, giving her an exotic feeling.
Cen Jin was curious: "You have unlimited freedom, why do you travel with me?"
Ding Yqing put on a hat and sunglasses, covering most of his face, and said, "Do you know the reason why the ancient imperial envoy beat gongs and drums to announce to everyone every time he went to a city?"
Cen Jin opened the door and said, "Notify the people to sue the imperial court?"
Ding Yqing chuckled: "It's a demonstration."
***
When they came out of Ba Shi Airport, the Ghost Gu clan arranged for a bus to wait outside. Cen Jin and his party followed the instructions to find the bus, just as the driver raised his hand to drive away the people who were about to get on the bus.
"Private car, no business." The young man said.
"Buying a bus to make a private car? You have a bag in your head," said the pedestrian who failed to get on the bus.
The young man akimbo was dissatisfied: "I like it, I am happy." When he turned around and saw Huang Jiang, he hurried over to say hello: "Miss Biao is back, these are your classmates?"
Huang Jiang nodded and pointed at the youth to introduce: "Clan, He Xingchun."
Then he pointed to Cen Jin and others to introduce them one by one. He Xingchun could remember that even when facing Cen Jin, he always called yellow hair unconsciously. Become 'Yellow Hair Classmate'.
Yellow Hair: So what's the point? !
When it was Ding Yqing's turn, He Xingchun's face was sluggish, and Cen Jin was nervous, not sure whether he was as surprised as Huang Jiang and others saw Ding Yqing in the morning, or whether he discovered Ding Yqing's strange identity.
"This brother is so handsome!" He Xingchun slapped his thigh and asked enthusiastically, "Are you interested in becoming a star? I'll make sure that you will be popular in Asia... It doesn't matter if you don't have any specialties, I'm good at packaging."
He Xingchun did not forget to lobby Ding Yqing to become a star, but Ding Yqing responded mildly, saying that he likes movies very much. With just one sentence, He Xingchun was so excited that he almost returned to the company to sign a contract on the spot.
Cen Jin whispered to Huang Jiang: "Your relatives are also part-time brokers?"
Huang Jiang: "His dream is to be an idol star and a little fresh meat. He has bad face and bad acting skills. He settles for the next best thing, and is determined to hold an idol who rushes out of Asia. Please help your family Ding Yqing to be careful, don't be abducted by accident. ."
Ding Yqing was kidnapped, the world will end.
Cen Jin emphasized: "He's my landlord, not my home. If you say that, I'll panic."
Huang Jiang said with emotion: "He really doesn't look like a human being."
Cen Jin: "It's not really human."
Huang Jiang didn't understand his pun, thinking that Cen Jin felt the same as her.
The two of them were not too talkative, so they quickly became quiet, and went silent all the way to the ghost Gu clan. As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the alley, they saw a group of people filling the long alley and standing still. Looking closely, they held the banner high, and because their backs were facing away, they couldn't see what was written on it, but there was a comatose person lying beside every three or four people.
He Xingchun, who was talking endlessly, suddenly had a cold face: "Miss Biao and Miss Biao's friends, I'm sorry I can only deliver it here. You get out of the car and walk through the small door, Miss Biao knows how to get there."
Huang Jiang frowned: "What's going on?"
He Xingchun: "The clan elder and Miss Wulan will solve it."
Huang Jiang's tone was stern: "What's the matter I asked!"
He Xingchun was silent for a while, then said helplessly: "It started half a month ago. A strange incident of large-scale red-skinned frogs swallowing each other occurred in a village near Muwang's tomb. Afterwards, Miss Wu Lan went to investigate and found that the red-skinned frogs were very It may be a variant of more than three generations, and the source of pollution comes from the tomb of King Mu.
Miss Wu Lan immediately blocked the tomb of King Mu, and sent people to guard it day and night. She has applied for a special alloy to prevent pollution leakage and is waiting for approval.
The red-skinned frogs were sent to the institution for testing, and the results showed that the contaminated frogs devoured each other, which was the behavior of raising gu.
The organization originally wanted to study the mechanism of raising gu, but it didn't take long before a dozen men from the local village gathered in the ancestral hall to fight and kill, causing heavy casualties. After that, the injured person was sent to the hospital. During the operation, the injured person struggled, and even the injured doctor ran out, jumped on the injured fellow villager, bit his throat in front of everyone, and then began to bite.
Not only him, all the participants in the brawl attacked each other like crazy, and someone broke his leg and insisted on crawling over to bite his partner... Do you know what that scene was like
Doomsday zombies.
In order to prevent the situation from becoming serious, they had to be shot and killed, and all the bodies were transported back to the institution for autopsy, and the results were no different. "
Wang Lingxian: "Isn't it polluted?"
He Xingchun said in a heavy tone: "No. We can't find out why they suddenly went crazy and killed each other, and we didn't detect excessive levels of pollution in them. In fact, the scene of their fighting is like the human version of the red-skinned frog, but the red-skinned frog Contamination was detected, and they had no contamination on them."
"Since it's not pollution, at least find out the cause of their illness and prevent the spread."
"We investigated the cause as soon as possible, but the situation has developed rapidly, beyond our understanding. Shortly after the incident, similar cases appeared in the county and even the city. Some of them suddenly jumped up and punctured the teacher's head with a compass during class. Throat, and then jumped up to suck blood.
Some of them deliberately locked their family members in the house and hacked them to death when they were sick. This is the only patient who has been found to be wise.
And these patients only attack the same kind, people who are not sick will not be attacked. They seem to recognize the same species, which our machines can't yet detect. We collectively refer to diseases that attack and devour the same kind as 'red frogs'.
The wise patient keeps his family at home and eats them when they get sick. In other words, he knows how to make other people sick—"
"Where is he?" Yu Wen asked.
"Escaped."
Ding Yqing suddenly said, "Sounds like an infectious disease?"
Cen Jin looked at Ding Yqing's profile in surprise, seeing that his eyebrows were soft and the corners of his lips raised, he knew he was acting again, but everyone in the car was eating this set.
He Xingchun: "G? It seems to be an infectious disease..."
Cen Jin had an intuition that Ding Yqing might know something, so he asked, "Do you know about this disease?"
Ding Yqing glanced at Cen Jin: "I don't know. But since it is an infectious disease, we can deal with the red frog in the same way as an infectious disease, to prevent the spread and avoid contamination by more people."
He Xingchun: "Yes, I will notify Miss Wu Lan immediately."
Huang Jiang: "Wait, what happened to the group of people in front?"
He Xingchun: "This matter is spreading on the Internet. The group of people all have patients around them. I heard that the ghost Gu clan has a way to accept it, so they came from thousands of miles to ask for treatment. However, the clan elder and Miss Wulan are at the tomb of King Mu. Guards, no one cares here for the time being, we can only let them block the long street."
Huang Jiang shook his head: "I'll deal with it."
Cen Jin stopped her: "Or, wait."
Turmeric: "Why?"
Cen Jin: "Don't you think it's strange that there are so many people in the alley without a sound at all?"
Huang Jiang suddenly understood, but apart from her, Wang Lingxian and Yu Wen both found problems, and it can only be said that she cares about it.
There are at least three or four hundred people in the alley, not to mention the sound of friction, at least talk.
But no, it was so quiet that the air was full of wind noise, and it was a gathering of people to make trouble, but there was no police to maintain it, and this street was inhabited by clansmen, so no one came out to take care of it
Huang Jiang looked suspiciously at He Xingchun, who quickly said, "No, it was very noisy in the morning, and it's strange to me that it's so quiet now. The adults of our clan are busy with sacrifices, and the children have to go to school, so how can I take care of this?"