Human nature is inherently selfish, she just wants Ning Mo to live happily, so she automatically ignores other people and things.

Watching Kong Yiqing perform over there, he had already calculated that he didn't do anything, and he still wanted him to greet him politely, how could it be?

Ning Mo himself knew his duty, stood his ground, and regarded himself as Lin Xiaoman's friend, why did Kong Yiqing overstep his responsibilities and meddle in the affairs between the two of them?

Today was in front of Ning Mo, and Ning Mo's complexion was obviously not good, so Xu Weiguo gave him a face, and did not give Kong Yiqing an ugly look on the spot.

If Kong Yiqing doesn't restrain herself, and she still has to do such a thing openly and secretly, Xu Weiguo can't tolerate her.

After returning to Xu's house, Lin Xiaoman exchanged information with Xu Weiguo.

Lin Xiaoman took out the map, and Xu Weiguo reviewed the information that Shen Ruhan had found out in great detail.

"Uncle Shen came back before us, in the eyes of ordinary people, the capital is no different from previous years, every household is busy preparing for the New Year, lively and festive.

Shen Ruxin found a new rubber supplier and was busy with things in the factory. Wan Liangtian lives a quiet life of working from 9 to 5 at the Cultural Affairs Bureau, commuting to and from work on time.

Shen Ruhan was bored, so he took a few brothers around to play.

On the day of Long Wu's move, he happened to enjoy the snow on Bajing Mountain, there was a dilapidated Taoist temple in disrepair on Bajing Mountain, and the Taoist temple was in a state of abandonment, but that day Shen Ruhan found that there were people near the abandoned Taoist temple.

Curious, he touched it and looked at it. As soon as I got closer, I smelled a strong smell of bird droppings, and I heard the sound of small birds cooing.

Someone actually raised birds in the Taoist temple!

At first, Shen Ruhan just thought it was strange for this person to raise birds in the Taoist temple, but then he thought about it, the Taoist temple has been abandoned for a long time, and it has become a borderless place, but this place is very large, although the house is in disrepair, but it can shelter from the wind and rain.

He looked at it for a while, and was about to leave, when the man who raised the bird came out, a half-hundred man wearing a bib, about fifty years old, with meticulously combed hair, and holding a wilting sick bird in his hand.

He put the sick bird out into the sun, fed it a piece of western medicine, and then fed it a little more water, and then put the bird down on the ground, and patted it on the ground with his hand.

The bird had gone a few laps and then fell, so he picked it up and muttered to it as if he were talking to it.

The bird had been wilting, twitching twice from time to time.

Then, the man suddenly closed his mouth and directly twisted off the neck of the bird!

It was a direct ripping off of the bird's head and neck from the body!

He threw the chicken to the ground, went back to the house and got a shovel, dug a hole in the grass of the Taoist temple, buried the chicken in it, and cut a piece of wood to set up a monument for the bird.

Uncle Shen felt that this person might not be mentally normal.

Uncle Shen was very surprised at the time, because inside the man's bib, he was wearing a suit that was well-cut and looked extremely high-end.

And he still wears a tie.

Because of observing this person, Uncle Shen and the others forgot to go down the mountain before three o'clock in the afternoon, because if they went down the mountain after three o'clock, the road would be dark, and it was now the wind and snow season, and it was very easy to fall when walking in the dark.

So when he found out that it was too late, Uncle Shen discussed it with a few other people, and he spent the night on the mountain and went down the mountain the next morning.

The temple was very large, so they went around in a circle, and when they reached the back of the temple, they found a remote room to rest temporarily.

I found a place to rest, but I didn't have anything to eat.

In the middle of the night, they were so hungry that they planned to touch some eggs while the man was asleep.

When they came out, they found that the man was eating boiled eggs, and he had boiled dozens of eggs, and he had put them in his mouth while peeling them, one bite at a time, one bite at a time.

After eating twenty eggs, he burped and continued to peel and eat until he was almost vomited, and he was still stuffing eggs in his mouth.

Looking at the way he eats eggs, he looks like a starving ghost reincarnated.

More like a person who doesn't know how to be full.

Uncle Shen and the others were frightened at that time.

That person ended up eating eggs and fainting.

There were still a dozen or so eggs left in his boil, so they all fell into the stomachs of Uncle Shen and the others.

Before the man could find out, several people hurried back to the remote room, slept for more than an hour, and heard footsteps.

Uncle Shen turned over and got up, and when he looked at the moonlight, he found that more than a dozen men with flashlights walked into the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple.

One of them carried the birdman who had fainted from eating eggs.

Then someone slapped the back of the bird-raiser, woke him up, helped him to sit down, and brought water to feed him.

When the birdman had recovered his breath, the group gathered around him and chattered.

Uncle Shen pricked up his ears and listened for a long time before he finally heard what they were talking about.

They said the time was up and it was time to go.

The birdman was reluctant to take his birds, he said that those were his family, and if he wanted to go, he would take them with him, and if he didn't take them with him, he wouldn't go.

The group had no choice but to catch the birds overnight, and they didn't catch them until dawn, when they finished catching all the birds. More than a dozen people were exhausted and panting, all covered in bird feathers or bird droppings.

After everyone was gone, Uncle Shen and the others fell behind and followed them down the mountain.

These people were the mountain below the west side of Hakkei Mountain, and when they went down to the foot of the mountain, there were already several caravans parked at the bottom of the mountain waiting for them.

They sat and drove away, and Uncle Shen couldn't keep up, but just wrote down the license plate number and the appearance of those people.

After Uncle Shen went home, he found Wan Liangtian packing up his things, saying that he was going out with Bai Junshan.

Uncle Shen asked Wan Liangtian how long he would be going and if he could come back for the New Year?

Wan Liangtian said uncertainly that he didn't even know where to go or what to do, Bai Junshan only told him the time and place of getting on the bus, and also said that the time and place of the rendezvous also needed to be kept secret. So he didn't know how long he would have to go or when he would be able to return.

When Wan Liangtian left, Uncle Shen was not very relieved, so he quietly followed, but when he got over there, he saw that there were dozens of military vehicles at the meeting place, and after Wan Liangtian showed his documents, he got into the outermost car.

Then, these dozens of cars went directly out of Beijing and drove south.

Uncle Shen knew that something must be wrong, but he didn't think it had much to do with him, so he didn't inquire carefully, and it wasn't until I came to the door two days ago and asked him to help check which people in the capital were not there recently, and he went to check.

Bai Junshan belongs to the Cultural Bureau, is an archaeological expert, and the archaeological site that needs dozens of military vehicles to go with it must be of extraordinary value.

Uncle Shen found out that this time even Dong Lao personally accompanied him. ”