When I returned to the shop, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, Lao Zhao had already slept, but I kept the door, I turned around and locked the door, stumbled back to my room, didn't even take off my clothes, and lay directly on the bed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

As the saying goes, there are fewer drinks for a thousand confidants, and I doze off a lot when I get bored, plus I drank a lot of wine, and my brain was already groggy, so as soon as my head touched the pillow, I fell asleep unconscious, and when I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

I tidied up my clothes, washed up in a hurry, and came to the main house, Xiao Zhang was sitting on a chair, leisurely crossing Erlang's legs, wanting to drink tea and play with his mobile phone, I sat down next to him and asked him why he didn't call me in the morning.

"I originally wanted to call you," Xiao Zhang pursed his lips, "but Lao Zhao said that you came back late last night, let you sleep a little longer, and honestly, which girl did you go to a private meeting last night?" ”

"You think everyone is like you," I teased, and the boy didn't leave the girl for three words.

At this time, Lao Zhao came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, beckoning us to give him a hand, and the two of us were excited, because Lao Zhao was incorruptible, a wisp of lonely soul, wandering around the world, idle and bored, he would definitely study a lot of things, and he was also quite knowledgeable about the kitchen, and the food he cooked could not be described only as delicious, as can be seen from the fact that he was cooking canned food in the tomb.

However, he is usually busy with business, and rarely cooks by himself, so he doesn't know what evil he has fallen for today, maybe it was the red copper scroll that was deciphered, and he was in a better mood.

Frying, exploding, burning, stir-frying, slipping, boiling, boiling, steaming, stewing, simmering, stewing, stewing, grilling, baking, stir-frying, frying, collapsing, marinating, sauce, mixing, boiling, pickling, freezing, dregs, drunk, roasting, smoking, twenty-eight kinds of cooking skills, Lao Zhao is almost proficient in everything, and the air is filled with all kinds of beautiful flavors, so that Xiao Zhang and I seem to be in a paradise of food, and our saliva is flowing all over the ground.

Xiao Zhang, this kid, took advantage of our inattention, put chopsticks into the pot, sandwiched a large piece of meat, and ate it with a mouth full of oil, so angry that I jumped to my feet.

After a while, all kinds of dishes came out of the pot, and a table was full of color, flavor, and flavor, and just looking at it made me feel like I had experienced a visual feast.

"Lao Zhao, the things you make are so delicious," Xiao Zhang's mouth was full of things, and he didn't forget to praise Lao Zhao, "I feel full just by smelling it." ”

"Then you can smell it," I unceremoniously poured the contents of the small bowl into my plate, "and I'll leave the manual work to eat." ”

Xiao Zhang naturally refused to show weakness, and the two of us had a quarrel, Lao Zhao watched from the sidelines, laughing and not saying a word.

I found that such a fight is not so painful in my heart, how good it is to live without heart and lungs, if you have to catch everything, they can only flow through your fingers, leaving endless pain in vain.

Forgetting is really a cure for heartache, and I wonder if the dementia amnesia of those elderly people is precisely to forget the pain of youth.

After a full meal, the three of us chatted about the planning of this time, it is now the middle of May, there is still almost a month before departure, a month is not fast, slow is not slow, Lao Zhao said, this month let the two of us not go anywhere, he wants to give us a full range of special training.

I originally thought that the training he was talking about was to teach us a set of internal strength and mental methods like the white-bearded old man, or directly use his own internal strength to give us empowerment and open up our second vein, but I was wrong, Lao Zhao said that our two roots are too poor, and we need to practice some simple ones.

At first, I was a little unhappy, but later I regretted it, because what he said was too simple.

Lao Zhao, this guy doesn't treat us as human beings at all, and trains us to the death, three days down, I feel like I've lost a layer of skin, compared to going, Python Mountain tomb robbery is bitter, what's more, he may treat us as human flesh sandbags anytime and anywhere, beating so that my mother doesn't know, I seriously doubt that I usually love to joke with Xiao Zhang too much, and he takes this opportunity to announce his personal vendetta.

However, Lao Zhao's training is really effective, a month down, I directly lost 20 pounds, now the usual gangsters on the side of the road, three or five are not necessarily my opponents, of course, due to limited time, if I meet a master, I am still vulnerable.

Xiao Zhang also went to Hangzhou for a few days to see his girlfriend, I also wanted to go out to breathe, but after all, I held back, I didn't want to be used as a light bulb for them, and I didn't want to be suddenly fed a mouthful of dog food.

When it was finally time to go, the things we brought were very simple, only a few changes of clothes and some tickets, and we didn't need to worry about the equipment or something, there were special people to prepare.

The three of us traveled lightly, took a car to the provincial capital, and then took a plane at Xinzheng Airport and flew all the way to Taizhou.

We didn't have any luggage and the tickets were booked in advance, which saved us a lot of troublesome procedures.

To be honest, this is my first time flying since I was a kid, and it feels quite new.

When we arrived in Taizhou, it was already evening, we casually found a roadside stall to eat something, I thought that someone would definitely pick up at the airport, but Lao Zhao said that in order to keep secrets, we better keep a low profile.

Lao Zhao, a local tyrant, took us around and found a 4S shop, and without saying a word, he directly bought a car worth two or three hundred thousand, got on a fake license plate, added a tank of gas, let me drive, walked around the road twice, found a hotel, and opened two suites.

Then, Lao Zhao's nature did not change, and he wanted to take us to someone's antique market to pick up leaks, but Xiao Zhang and I were unwilling, so we went around there and found a reason to go outside.

We walked around the streets, bought some souvenirs and crafts, and of course for me and us foodies, the main thing was to eat the local flavors and snacks.

I didn't expect Xiao Zhang to be quite famous for his live broadcast, and he can be regarded as a small Internet celebrity, and he can meet his fans in this place.

After playing until eleven o'clock, we returned to the hotel, Meimei slept well, and the next morning, after dinner, I drove and followed the navigation tips to the destination of our trip, a small town on the edge of the East China Sea.

To be honest, the environment of this place is not bad, at least there is not too much pollution, although the road condition is not very good, but fortunately, there are few vehicles along the way, the mountains and rivers on both sides of the road are beautiful, and there are some terraced fields, which has a unique style.

We chatted all the way, looking at the scenery outside, two or three hours passed in a leisurely manner, and then there were dozens of miles to the place, but something happened at this time.

When passing through a tunnel, the car ran out of gas, drove slower and slower, and finally stopped, unable to even ignite.

"What's the matter," I muttered, while getting out of the car to check, I was so angry that I scolded my mother, the gas station staff who sold batches of my mother, didn't tighten my fuel tank cap tightly, and a tank of oil was almost all volatilized overnight, I said why is there a red light on the dashboard that has been on, I thought it was saying that someone was not wearing a seat belt.

I got in the car and told Lao Zhao and Xiao Zhang about the situation, the two were very speechless, Lao Zhao smoked a cigarette speechlessly, got out of the car, opened the trunk and opened the big bags of snacks we bought, found a folding electric car, and poured all the two-liter Coke on the ground.

"I'll go to the gas station to fill some gas, stay in the car and don't run around," Lao Zhao instructed, riding an electric car with a Coke bottle back to find the gas station, I took out snacks from the trunk, and watched the downloaded movie on my phone while eating with Xiao Zhang.

After watching for a while, we both got a little sleepy, locked the car door, put down the seat, and lay down on it and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I felt a little cold, picked up my phone and looked, less than an hour had passed, Lao Zhao had not come back, I sat up, wanted to go down to pee, just about to open the door, suddenly startled.

Because I found two bloody handprints on the front windshield of the car.

I almost screamed, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, but luckily the doors were locked, otherwise something might have happened.

I pressed the button on the side of the steering wheel, sprayed some cleaning liquid on the glass, and turned on the windshield wiper, but the bloody handprints couldn't be erased, and my heart relaxed.

It should be that people in the past watched us sleep in the car and make a prank, this Nima is too nasty.

The handprint on the glass is not big, it should be a woman, I subconsciously reached over and compared it with the handprint, and suddenly felt a chill.

I wiped the blood off the glass.

The handprints were pressed from inside the car.