Tianshi's Baby Boyfriend Catching Guide

Chapter 18

It was already dark, the moonlight was sparse at night, and the stars could be seen faintly.

On the outskirts of the city of Shu, on a flat grass field away from the national road, a man in a suit held a piece of talisman in his hand.On the paper talisman, like a movie special effect, a miniature blood-red boat floated in the air. The boat shook twice and then dissipated in the air. The dark red light finally went out.

There were twelve black-clothed bodyguards standing beside him, all of them seemed to be unaware of the anti-scientific phenomenon of their employer, and they were all very professional.

Until they heard voices coming from the bushes around them, the nearest bodyguard responded immediately and quickly drew out the sharp weapon he was wearing and hit the bushes.

A human hand protruded from the bushes, and passed the blade close to the flesh with extremely ingenious softness, but it was not injured.The man flicked his fingers on the blade, and directly changed the direction of the sharp weapon.

Seeing that he was a master, the bodyguard didn't dare to overdo it, and surrounded the bushes with three nearby bodyguards.

Soon, the people inside got out, and the bodyguard saw his face clearly under the moonlight, and immediately stopped in panic, stepped back and saluted: "President Xiao Wen."

Obviously there are no rivers or lakes near this grassland, but the people who came out were dripping from their eyebrows, as if they had been soaked, and their clothes were soaked.

Mang Ming was still coughing, "Brother...cough, long time no see."

The man surrounded by bodyguards turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at Mang Ming, and said coldly, "I haven't heard from you for more than half a month, and I thought you were dead. Dad asked me several times why your phone couldn't get through, I'll explain myself later."

Mang Ming raised the mobile phone in his hand that had a hole pierced by the sharp claws of the water ghost, "Sorry, the mobile phone is broken."

Wen Ling finally turned around, with a face similar to Mang Ming's, but still indifferent to his younger brother, his eyes were focused on the cell phone that had been brutally poisoned, and he didn't speak for a while.

Mang Ming knew that Wen Ling was waiting for him to give an explanation, but their brothers are smart people and they are familiar with each other's personalities, so it's not easy to fool around with this matter.

Wen Ling's face was still indifferent, "Did you forget the last order that Mom gave us before she left?"

"How could I forget? The first thing she said was that you, me, and our blood descendants are not allowed to believe in superstitions and ghosts, and you are not allowed to enter Taoism in your life. The second thing is that you are not allowed I changed my household registration book and took her surname." Mang Ming lazily said, "Anyway, half of it has already been violated, and I have changed my surname to Mang now, so don't ask me anything else, because what I learned in the teacher's school is Tai Chi, on this point, in the community of my house, the old ladies and elder sisters who dance in the square at night can prove it."

Wen Ling: "..."

Mang Ming glanced at the ashes of the talisman paper stained by Wen Ling's fingers, and said righteously: "I understand, if you have doubts, go to Marxism-Leninism-Mao-Deng, study natural sciences, do not engage in feudal superstitions if you have nothing to do, resolutely resist unscientific thoughts, and be a society. Don’t worry, I’ll tell Dad when I go back that I just discovered the authentic ancient Dian language in a remote area without mobile phone signal, and I’m so obsessed with researching my graduation project that I forgot the time.”

This set of explanations is very difficult to deal with, but at least it also shows his attitude. Wen Ling doesn't know how much he believes, but he is no longer aggressive.

Mang Ming shook the water off his head, walked up to Wen Ling, and asked naturally, "Brother, what are you doing in Sichuan?"

Wen Ling's expression softened, "Our group worked on a real estate joint venture with Ying's Real Estate four years ago, and I'm here this time to do the final inspection."

Mang Ming wanted to think about it, and then he understood, "Uncle Ying and Aunt Ying are getting old, these years have been very difficult, especially after they lost their only son, the physical and mental conditions of the two elders have not been optimistic. We young people Don't be afraid of tossing around, put in more effort, and don't ask them to come and go. However... I also have an impression of this project. I remember that our company does not have a large share of the shares, and it is far from inviting you, the big boss, to come here in person acceptance."

He looked at Wen Ling's face, seemingly unintentionally said: "This project, if I remember correctly, was led by the young owner of Ying's Real Estate—Brother Yingli himself. Brother, you are so devoted to this project , it seems that after all these years... you still haven't been able to forget him."

Speaking of remembering the name "Yingli", Wen Ling immediately frowned and looked at him, his attitude turned cold again unexpectedly.

He didn't say anything, and even turned around and left as if he didn't want to have another word with his brother.

Mang Ming did not follow.

Mr. Wen walked a few steps with the bodyguards, only to realize that someone was missing. Wen Ling stopped and said dissatisfiedly, "What else do you want to do? If you don't leave, I'll have someone tie you back!"

The night was gently draped over Mang Ming's expression on half of his face, only the temperature of his voice could be heard, warmer than the cool night wind, "I can't go home yet... I have a very important promise, I haven't made it yet." Go to the appointment."

After a while, he chuckled softly, "Besides... Brother, you really underestimated me. Just these twelve retired special forces bodyguards, can you trap me?"

It is an eternal truth that after the moon sets, the sun will rise, and day and night will turn around again.

It's just that there is always an inextricable fog in Guijing Lake, making everything hazy and confusing.

When the sun was setting, Bevan came to the surface of the lake. In the past, he was only active in the deep water, but recently he floated to the surface from time to time.

He was floating on the surface of the lake like a dead fish, only feeling that the life of the fish was gloomy and hopeless.He ate the fish, shrimps, crabs and shells in the lake over and over again. The food that he thought was acceptable before had lost all its color after he licked the most delicious human beings.

Since Mang Ming left, he also lost his dream and became a salted fish without dreams.

Bevan, who was floating on the water, raised his arms from the water, feeling the dryness of his skin in the air.

... Doesn't it seem completely unbearable to leave the water and come to land for a short time?

But humans are gone.

Bevan couldn't find a solution to this matter after thinking about it. After the sun set and the night fell, he returned to the bottom of the water in a depressed mood, and returned to the cold stone nest where he often slept.

He shrank himself back, wrapped his whole body with his hair, and fell asleep aggrieved.

I only hope that I can still dream about humans tonight, and I can eat a little more in my dreams, which can be regarded as fulfilling a wish.

Time passed slowly, the sky was getting darker, and the water in the lake was getting cooler. When the moon finally slowly moved directly above the sky, Bevan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes vigilantly.

There were slight abnormal fluctuations in the lake water.

He could feel something... coming to the surface of the lake.

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