Chapter Seventy-Two: A Miserable Combination

The two returned to the office building, Xia Chen entered the conference room, the conversation here seemed to be over, and Lu Xinyao was waiting for Xia Chen to return.

"Have you seen it all?"

"Well, the scene is exactly the same as what Wang Yang said, very weird. Xia Chen replied as he picked up the mineral water on the table and poured a few sips, looking thirsty.

"How about you discussed?" Halfway through the drink, Xia Chen raised his head and looked at Lu Xinyao and said curiously.

Lu Xinyao pursed her lips: "At present, I can only suppress this remark, and the specific thing is to wait until the truth of the matter is found out, and further arrangements may be made." ”

Xia Chen nodded, judging from the current situation, this is the most effective and convenient method.

"Oh, by the way, I need some medicinal herbs recently, I'll walk around for a while, so I won't accompany you back, it's okay to be alone, right?"

"It should be fine, something will call you. Lu Xinyao shook her head and made a phone call gesture as she spoke.

Xia Chen replied with an OK move.

Seeing Lu Xinyao drive away, Xia Chen's figure disappeared on the spot, and he planned to meet the guy in secret.

Night soon approached, and the clear and cloudless night sky was dotted with countless stars, like sparkling neon lights, shining on this peaceful land.

The night and hustle and bustle of the countryside are basically gone, and the calm here returns early, and all that remains in the whole space is the breath of nature.

The mountain breeze blows slowly, stirring every green leaf in the forest, like a naughty child, shaking the rattle in his hand and cheering and jumping.

In the grass, the chirping of insects blooms in unison, weaving one song after another that belongs only to nature.

In the bright moonlight, a vague shadow sat at the end of the branch, and he swayed his legs leisurely, occasionally taking a bite of the roast chicken that was roasted in his hand.

Is this Xia Chen and who is it?

He is enjoying this quiet and peaceful night at the moment, enjoying the breath of nature after a long absence, and this feeling of return is like a fish entering a lake, free.

"Since entering the city, I haven't breathed such fresh air for a long time, every breath is with the fragrance of nature, the sweetness of the herbs....." Looking up at the starry sky, he suddenly remembered that night, the night with her, the same deep mountains and old forests, the same starry sky, the difference is that he is only one person at the moment.

"Do you remember the agreement you told me? Twelve years later, Hangyu City met again, I came, where are you?"

It is said that it is easy to see things and think about people, it is indeed true, Xia Chen fell into this subtle feeling at the moment.

"Bang Bang Bang...."

A series of sounds interrupted Xia Chen's memories and pulled him back to reality, only to see a flying bird quickly pass through the sky, flying straight towards Xia Chen in the moonlight.

Immediately after that, the branches shook slightly, and a figure stood abruptly beside Xia Chen, accompanied by the sound of the old-fashioned music.......

Xia Chen was very curious, why every time this guy in front of him appeared on the stage, there was always a call that happened to come over, could it be that the other party calculated the time to call?

Han Zhuobin was not depressed, picked up the phone angrily, and scolded a few words angrily, then said helplessly to Xia Chen: "I don't come to sell and change the fraudulent phone call this time, I doubt whether my number is second-hand, where do so many people know." ”

"Why are you here? don't say it yet, let me guess..."

"You wouldn't be here for this snake spirit too, would you?"

"Good fellow, I'm blowing the northwest wind there, but you're enjoying it here, if it weren't for the smell of roast chicken, I wouldn't know there's a person squatting here, give me a little." ”

Han Zhuobin once again showed Xia Chen what it means to be like a river, if it weren't for the fact that this family watched the roast chicken keep swallowing saliva, maybe this mouth was still chattering endlessly.

Xia Chen smiled faintly, split the roast chicken in two, threw it over, held a chicken leg himself, and wondered while gnawing: "What do you mean by snake spirit disease just now?" ”

Could it be that Han Zhuobin has already fought with the snake demon, and even has a nickname for others?

Han Zhuobin took a bite of the roast chicken, sat on the branch, and said vaguely: "Snake spirit C, that's the literal meaning." ”

"It's the third monster I met after I entered the WTO, A, B, C, D, and it ranks third, so it's the ...... of Bingluo."

Seeing that his mouth kept on and wanted to continue, Xia Chen could only interrupt: "It turns out that you are talking about snake spirit C, I thought it was, by the way, how much do you know about the monster this time?"

"Uh-huh...... Let's go."

Xia Chen looked helpless, this guy only cared about eating, his mouth was almost full, and he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

Dapeng, who kept beating on Han Zhuobin's shoulder, suddenly spoke: "He said, this snake demon is likely to be a thousand-year-old demon, the specific realm is unknown, and you can only know it if you have fought it..... Hey, hey, don't eat alone, leave me some!"

Seeing a person and a bird competing for half a roast chicken, Xia Chen was embarrassed, this is really a strange combination of love and hate, but then again, Dapeng was able to understand what Han Zhuobin just said, which was really beyond Xia Chen's understanding.

In less than a few minutes, half of the roast chicken was completely solved by them, and this person and bird didn't know if it had been discussed in advance, and at the same time they stared at the other half of the roast chicken in Xia Chen's hand.

"Okay, I'm scared of you two, you haven't eaten for a few days, and you're a starving ghost reincarnated. Xia Chen looked at Han Zhuobin, who looked pitiful, and handed over half of the roast chicken in his hand without thinking about it, and did not forget to say cool words in his mouth.

"You don't know how miserable I am, the weather is getting hotter, and the fabric on the girl's body is getting less and less, I don't dare to go out, I can only hide under the bridge and eat instant noodles every day, this is the first time I have eaten meat....."

"Pity me, a monk in the middle of the Imperial Rest Realm, who can understand the sadness of being reduced to squeezing the bridge pier with the homeless. ”

"Don't talk about it, it's all tears if you talk too much...."

Han Zhuobin didn't say anything, he just lowered his head to eat roast chicken, Dapeng sold miserably again, it jumped on Xia Chen's shoulder and complained: "It's bad luck to follow this guy, what do you say is not good to be afraid of, but I am afraid of women, the more beautiful a woman, the more afraid he is, it is a miracle that I can still live when I meet such a partner." ”

I think your pair of CPs is a miracle in itself.,It's not as strange as the combination of one person and one bird.,A soldier and a monster......

But when it comes to this, Xia Chen is quite curious about Han Zhuobin's strange symptoms, and even as a doctor, he can't tell what kind of disease this is.

Strange! Strange! Is there still a time to look away? Also, how did these two guys go to live in a bridge cave, and have such a fetish?