An hour later, the ghost who brought He Yijin back saw that He Yijin had not come out of the palace for so long, so he went in to take a look. As soon as I entered, I saw a black humanoid object, lying on the main hall with smoke.

Take a closer look, He Yijin!

The ghost cha hurriedly ran to King Qin Guang's feet, presented the letter that Du Lintuo had handed over to him, and whispered a few words to King Qin Guang.

After listening to this, King Qin Guang looked at Du Lin's letter again, and his face, which was already as black as the bottom of a pot, became black and red, "Ahem, a ghost is a gold!"

"Uh~~~" There was a gossamer sound from below.

With a wave of Qin Guangwang's long sleeves, a stream of black gas flew out from the wide cuffs, swept over He Yijin's charred ghost body, and the place he passed immediately returned to its original state, and He Yijin also felt that the sharp pain on his body disappeared in an instant.

"He Yijin, a ghost, although you died of drunk driving, but fortunately you did not hurt the innocent, and you helped others during the new ghost period, accumulated merit, and the widow sentenced you to ......"

On the African continent, in the wildlife park of a large African country, a silver-white orangutan cub was born, which is an extremely rare mutant orangutan, so as soon as it was born, it was protected by the staff of the reserve, and it is foreseeable that it will enjoy the treatment of a national treasure for the rest of its life......

The old captain of the criminal police team officially retired due to physical reasons, and Li Xian, the acting captain, was finally turned into a regular, but Li Xian felt that the reason why he was able to turn into a regular team was not only because of the old captain's illness, but also because of the recent beautiful handling of several cases, and these recent cases have Du Lin's help.

So Li Xian decided to invite Du Lin to dinner.

This dinner is not the last lakeside food stall, but a serious restaurant, and it is also the best restaurant in Zhonghu City, Du Lin said that the lobby is OK, but Li Xian did not hesitate to use the relationship of the director and insisted on a private room.

Du Lin thought that Li Xian, who had always been picky, must have taken the wrong medicine this time, but later saw Li Xian's courteous smile when he called Dang Hui, and he understood: It turned out that Li Xian was generous this time because he said that he moved Dang Hui to eat together.

Sitting in this classical and elegant private room on the third floor of Fu'an Restaurant, Du Lin drank fragrant tea while casually flipping through the menu on the table.

"Lao Du, why hasn't Xiaohui arrived yet?"

"You asked her to have dinner with her, and you called her just now and told her at Fu'an Restaurant, didn't she tell you when she was arriving?

"She didn't say anything, she just said that it would be there in a while, how long is this 'a while'?"

"From the time you put down your phone, it's about four minutes and seventeen seconds," Durin raised his hand to look at his watch, "I guess the 'moment' in her mouth must have been more than four minutes and seventeen seconds, huh...... Four minutes and twenty seconds. ”

"It's really urgent......," Li Xian rubbed his hands.

"What's the matter, you really like us Xiaohui?" asked Doolin as he put down the menu and asked seriously.

"Don't ask, anyway, I just feel a little bit of a feeling," Li Xian, who has always been very aggressive, was a little squirming at this time, "You and I will be honest, is there nothing between you and Xiaohui? ”

"How many times have I told you? At that time, I promised to help her and treat the children in the orphanage, and she came over and hugged me in a moment of excitement to express her gratitude, and she didn't mean anything else, understand?"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that, let's take a look at the menu, order two dishes first. ”

"I saw it just now, this restaurant, the most famous is the ancient method of lamb soup dumplings, and I will order this as the staple food in a while. ”

When Durin saw this branding, he remembered a past.

He was a military doctor in Li Zicheng's peasant rebel army, and met the troops of Sun Chuanting, the governor of Shaanxi, in Henan.

Previously, this Sun Chuanting had led the Shaanxi army to defeat the rebel army many times, Gao Yingxiang was captured in the first battle of Heishuiyu, Ma Jinzhong and Ma Guangyu were driven out of Shaanxi, and Li Zicheng was beaten in Tongguan so that only 18 cavalry were left to escape.

Therefore, the rebel army is "talking about Sun Sechang", in Jia County, Henan Province, the two armies met again, Sun Chuanting won first and then defeated, defeated and retreated, the Shaanxi army threw down more than 20 birch dumpling machines brought out from Shaanxi, and since then, this Shaanxi pasta has flowed into the Central Plains.

Buckwheat is not like wheat, buckwheat noodles and noodles can not be rolled out, nor can they be pulled, they can only be pressed in the dough press, the dough presser is installed above the pot, and the buckwheat noodles pressed out are directly put into the pot, after cooking, with mutton soup, green onions, coriander, and some places also add mutton or haggis, and the way to eat in different places is not the same, which is a special delicacy in Guanzhong.

"Why can't you do it?"

Li Xian was just about to have some food with the waiter, but before he could speak, he heard an angry voice from an old man in the corridor outside.

"Sir, don't be angry, the master who can make the ancient method of dumpling in our back kitchen didn't come today, or you can change to an ordinary dumpling, the taste is actually the same." ”

"Fart, it tastes the same?, so why is it that the ancient method of dumpling is more expensive than ordinary dumpling?" asked the old man.

"Old man, be quiet, let's talk in the house...... The house said...... "The voice of the voice was lowered, as if he had entered a private room."

Du Lin looked at Li Xian, "It seems that you can only eat ordinary dumplings." ”

"Originally, I didn't plan to order the ancient method of baking, a bowl is twenty yuan more expensive. ”

After another two minutes, suddenly there was a rush of cries for help in the hallway, "Call the doctor, call 120! Call the doctor! Ask if there is a doctor among the customers!"

Du Lin and Li Xian glanced at each other, and at the same time got up and ran out of the private room.

"I'm a policeman," Li Xian took out his ID to identify himself, and pointed at Du Lin again, "He's a doctor, what's going on?"

"You're a doctor, great, come in and see, this old man is going to die. A manager-like man let Du Lin and Li Xian into a large private room.

I saw an old man with a white beard sitting crookedly on the chair, wearing a dark brown linen cardigan, black cloth pants, black cloth shoes, and a wrinkled face, looking to be over eighty years old, to say the least. At this time, his face was pale, his breath was like a gossamer, and he was in a semi-comatose state. There were two young men in black suits next to him, one was stroking the old man's chest and rubbing his back, and the other was looking at Li Xian and Du Lin with a wary face.

The young man who was massaging the old man, raised his hand, and the hem of the black suit revealed a holster!

Li Xian secretly stabbed Du Lin, and Du Lin nodded slightly, indicating that he had also seen it.

"The old man was a little emotional just now, and suddenly it was like this, what should I do?" the manager was so anxious that he turned in circles.

"I'll look at the patient first. Doolin pulled a chair, sat down beside the old man, took one of his hands, and tickled his pulse.

"It's not a big deal, the old gentleman is old, sometimes the breath is uneven, not necessarily when he is panting and panting, the breath that comes out of the lungs and the breath that comes in the mouth are put together, and they fork the road, forming an 'air plug' in the bronchi, as long as the air plug is punctured. ”

As he spoke, he took out the delicate acupuncture box from his jacket pocket, took out a silver needle, disinfected it on the alcohol lamp, and raised his hand to pierce the old man's chest.

"Stop!"

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