I had a very solid sleep this time.

Not even a dream.

I didn't wake up until half noon.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the police sergeant sleeping soundly in his arms.

He gently rubbed the sergeant's body with his palms, enjoying the silky feel of the sergeant's cold hair, and took out his phone with one hand.

I saw several messages appearing on the message page on my mobile phone.

One belongs to my old senior and my old Miao.

[Xiao B, I have already got on the bus. I have brought you a good thing this time. I will contact you when I arrive at the station tomorrow! 】

After seeing this message, he finally remembered what class reunion he was going to have this week.

Just thinking about it makes me feel dizzy.

Sliding past this message, there is another message, which is actually from Wang Jialiang.

[I’m about to be transferred out. I’m going to treat you this Wednesday at Fengshengzhai Main Store on Zhou Highway. Let’s make hot pot together!]

Foreign tune!!

Seeing these two words, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a little heavy.

Even though he has not received any trade union training, he knows the meaning of the word "external transfer" very well.

Leave the protected area and go to garrison overseas.

Send a message back to Wang Jialiang and promise to arrive later.

Ding Xiaoyi counted the time, put the police chief on the chair and continued to sleep.

He walked into the room and took out a piece of synthetic paper.

Although synthetic paper is very soft, its smooth surface feels more like plastic.

In comparison, traditional paper feels better.

Copy down the complete poem "The Rolling Yangtze River Passes East".

As for the signature...

It was not written in the book. After thinking about it for a while, Ding Xiaoyi felt that it was a pity that such a good poem was not signed.

After thinking about it, I wrote four words under the signature: Huang Quan Louzhu.

"Hey, there's no signature anyway, so the one signing mine is the same!" Ding Xiaoyi thought with a slight blush.

After I finished writing it, I held it in my hand and looked around, and it seemed pretty good.

Fold it carefully and put it in your pocket.

"Sheriff, watch your home!"

After saying this, Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the room without waiting for the police chief to respond.

Grab a taxi and go straight to Qingmang Mountain.

Looking at the scenery of ancient trees and forests outside the window, you can have a panoramic view of beautiful mountains and rivers.

In my mind, I have already thought of Uncle Chen's crystal elbow. Although I haven't eaten it yet, I know Uncle Chen's extraordinary craftsmanship.

The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth couldn't help but turn up.

The driver sitting in the driving seat saw Ding Xiaoyi with a smile on his face from time to time.

I felt strange in my heart.

I thought to myself: "Isn't this person crazy?"

I have been driving a taxi for so many years. This is the first time I see someone smiling so happily when they go to a cemetery?

Not only was he happy, when he got off the bus, Ding Xiaoyi's brisk pace made the old men around him who came to choose a cemetery for him couldn't help but cast strange looks at him.

But Ding Xiaoyi doesn't care.

Climb up along the path you took last time,

After crossing the top of the mountain, you will see a sea of ​​bright red flowers composed of datura flowers all over the mountain.

The scenery is still charming, but after sweeping the eyes around.

But Old Man Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Hasn't he come yet??"

Just as he was thinking about it, Ding Xiaoyi felt someone pat him behind him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Old Man Chen.

"You came quite early today, and you brought poems with you!"

"Bring it, bring it."

Ding Xiaoyi took out the poem he had written from his pocket,

When he saw that it was synthetic paper, Old Man Chen's face suddenly showed a bit of disgust, but he opened it and took a closer look.

I saw the bright smile on old man Chen's face.

Holding the paper in both hands, as if he had found a treasure, he read it over and over again in a daze, shouting repeatedly: "Good! Good! So good!"

But wait until you see the signature.

Old Chen was suddenly startled: "Master Huangquan??"

Looking at the signature, he could not help but sneer: "What a big tone, you dare to call me the original poster in hell!!!"

Ding Xiaoyi was on the side, and when he heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

But his face remained calm, quietly observing Old Man Chen's expression.

Only after Old Man Chen carefully stuffed the paper into his arms did he feel relieved.

He stepped forward and whispered: "Uncle Chen, look, we agreed... the crystal elbow..."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Yes, after a long night of tossing and eating last night and a few bites of takeout, the little bit of food in my stomach was already clean.

Old man Chen chuckled and nodded: "I'll have to wait for your delicious food!"

He said wait.

I saw old man Chen turn around and jump into the bushes in a few steps.

Ding Xiaoyi still doesn't know what the old man is going to do.

In the woods, a wild boar was looking at the beehive on the canopy, drooling for a while. It wanted to get closer but was worried about the dense bees around it.

Just when this wild boar was confused.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the side of the hive. He grabbed hold of it and tore most of the hive off.

"Idiot, let me lend you my thigh!"

The figure fell with a sound, but before the wild boar could think about what this human was shouting.

Suddenly I felt a chill on my hind legs. When I looked back, I saw that one of my legs was gone?

Suddenly, the wild boar's screams echoed in the forest.

The birds in the forest were startled and took off in a black mass.

In less than two minutes, old man Chen was walking up to Ding Xiaoyi, holding a beehive in one hand and a pig leg in the other.

Look at the blood on the pig's legs.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but glare, "I'm going to kill you right now?"

Old man Chen ignored Ding Xiaoyi's stunned look and led him towards the back.

When they came to a small stream, they saw old man Chen quickly handling the pig legs in his hands.

A very thin leaf was sharper than the blade of a knife in Old Man Chen's hand.

In a few clicks, the thin layer of fur on the pig's leg was peeled off.

Cut along the bone with a knife, and with a gentle pick of the leaves, the bone is as thick as a baby's arm.

Ding Xiaoyi was dumbfounded for a moment when he saw the superb movements.

For the first time, I thought that the chef turned out to be so handsome!!

But soon, his attention was attracted by the leaves on Old Man Chen's fingers.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it clearly that the leaves seemed to be covered with a thin layer of spiritual energy.

The psychic energy is very weak but can be controlled just fine.

This made him feel excited, and he suddenly felt that his previous use of psychic powers was too superficial.

Just when I was fascinated by it.
To be continued...