"Old knife, hold your breath!"

My first reaction was that there must be something wrong with this fishy sweet smell!

Looking at the valley below, he saw a thin layer of black mist, like a black tornado, rising from the bee farm, and quickly dispersed in mid-air like fireworks, spreading to a large area in an instant, covering most of the valley.

As the black fog drifted closer, I heard a "buzzing" sound.

It wasn't black fog at all, it was a swarm of flying bees!

"Team Cheng, tell people to withdraw quickly! Zhang Hui released poisonous bees! Hey, Team Cheng! Feed! ”

There was no response from the headset, only a murmur of electricity.

The old knife on the side took off the headset: "Don't try, there are signal jammers installed nearby, mobile phones, walkie-talkies, and they can't work." ”

I looked back at the bottom of the mountain, and I saw Cheng Cheng rushing down from the car and running directly to the mountain with a dozen police officers, I quickly waved to him to signal him to stop, but Cheng Cheng was very anxious and ignored me.

I was in a hurry, ignoring the danger of being exposed, and shouted down the mountain: "The valley is full of black and gold ring bees!" Don't come up, take someone out of here—"

I repeated the term "black gold ring bee" three times in a row, and Cheng Cheng finally understood the situation, but he was also shocked, and hurriedly called his subordinates back to the car.

When I looked back again, the shouting I had just shouted seemed to guide the swarm, and the black pressure flew towards the top of the hill on my side.

I hurriedly asked Lao Dao: "Lao Dao, didn't you say that your father-in-law keeps bees?" Is there any way to deal with this black gold ring bee? ”

The old knife was also so anxious that he scratched his head: "Dealing with wasps is fire, smoke and pesticides!" But we don't have any of them! ”

"Is there any other way?"

"Even if it's an ordinary hornet, no one will deliberately provoke it, let alone this more ferocious poisonous bee! Well? You wait—" The old knife suddenly pointed to the ground, "or do you want to set fire to the mountain?" ”

In the middle of summer, the mountain should be green and green, and there are very few dry grasses and trees, but the sun has been scorching for a while, and there has not been a drop of rain for about half a month.

But what after that?

I tried my best to suppress this very tempting thought, shook my head and said, "No! This hot and dry ghost weather has lasted for a long time, if this fire is put up, it will be really **, along the ridge under our feet, I am afraid that the entire Liuqi Mountain can be burned to the sky. ”

After such a toss, the two of us couldn't hold our breath for a long time, and couldn't help but take a few breaths, and the fishy sweet smell suddenly filled the nasal cavity.

After only a few breaths, sweat broke out on the old knife's forehead: "This smell is strange, my chest is very stuffy now, my heart is beating fast, and my eyes are a little black!" ”

If you can tell the direction of the wind, this strange aura is spreading from the hill on our left, and Cheng Cheng said that a SWAT team ambushed there has lost contact, and the reason has now been found.

Strangely, I also inhaled the fishy sweet breath, but I didn't feel any discomfort in my body.

The sound of "buzzing" was louder, I didn't have to look to know that the bee swarm was about to fly in front of me, and I didn't have time to say anything else, so I quickly pushed the old knife: "Run!" As long as you go down the hill and get into the car, it's safe. ”

If you don't leave, I'm afraid the old knife won't be able to walk for a while.

But I took one last look into the valley, but I stopped, and did not run down the hill with the old knife.

The old knife subconsciously ran down the mountain, and after running for a long time, he suddenly realized that I didn't follow: "Fuck, you don't go, waiting to be stung into buns by bees?!" Don't be a hero, if you are stung by a poisonous bee, your life will be in danger! ”

"It's okay, don't believe me."

I stood on the ridge with my back straight, and the overwhelming swarm of bees split into two strands like a river meeting a reef, and passed me.

"Holy shit, what the fuck, Aggie, you're awesome!"

After making sure that I was okay, the old knife hurriedly ran for his life, and before being caught up by the swarm, the old knife rushed into a police car without danger, and as soon as the door was closed, the crazy swarm of bees crashed into the car door and window like a torrential rain.

It is conceivable that if the old knife was so slow just now, he would have become the second in Zou Xianshan now.

The state of these black gold-ringed bees is very abnormal - normally, as long as they do not threaten the hive, the bees will not actively attack other animals, you know, the behavior of bees sting other animals is equivalent to suicide attacks, because once you lose your sting, no matter what the bee is, it will not live long.

And I dare to be so sure that the bee swarm will not attack me, because at my last glance, I saw three people standing in the bee farm, one of them wearing the white ghost head mask, waving at me, and the swarm of bees in the sky was also arranged in a figure at this time—

One letter: K!

A greeting from "K", appearing on such an occasion, really made me a little confused whether it was a surprise or a fright.

The letters of the swarm lasted only a brief moment before disappearing, but it made me understand that the swarm was delicately manipulated, and that the Ghostface of the valley had invited me.

If it was just the ghost-faced man (whether Zhang Hui or not) made this move to me, I might not have taken the risk, but as soon as the K word came out, it instantly strengthened my determination.

Even if I risk my life, I won't give up any chance to get K's information, I have to dig this K!

This person is hidden behind the scenes, and many of the supernatural cases I have taken on are inextricably linked, I don't know what K's purpose is, but from K's style of acting, K is definitely not a guy with the attributes of a "good person", K's existence is like a sword of Damocles hanging over my head, making me feel like a thorn in my back, and I can't sleep.

The blood jade in his chest was slightly hot again, and the fishy sweetness between his snorts weakened to an almost imperceptible level.

The reason why I didn't react was not because of my special physique, but because I wore this piece of blood jade on my chest, which helped me relieve the toxins in the air.

The poisonous mist, the ferocious swarm, had already isolated the entire valley, and for at least a long time, Cheng Cheng had no way to enter the valley.

Now, I am the only one who can reach the apiary in the valley.

Without any hesitation, I hurried down the hill and headed straight for where the bee farm was.

The people who are worried about time are not the only people waiting for me in the bee farm, and I am also anxious.

Walking through the acacia forest, dyed with the sweet aroma of my body, the fishy sweetness in the air disappeared, and then the makeshift bee farm appeared in front of me.

A truck stopped at the foot of the hill a little farther away, rows of black beehives laid out on a specially cleared acre of open space, and then in the vacant space, a makeshift shack was erected out of plywood and flat cement tiles, with a shabby thin wooden table in front of the house and four plastic stools next to the table.

There were already three people sitting on the stool.

A woman wearing a ghost-headed mask, a somewhat familiar woman, and a complete stranger.

There was an empty stool, and it looked like it was waiting for me to take my seat.

"Mr. Yoshimitsu, sit down."

The woman spoke, her voice was a delicate and soft sweet voice, but her tone was very cold, déjà vu.

Seeing my thoughtful look, the woman added: "You don't know me, I'm Xiaoli." ”

"You're Xiaoli?" I was startled, but only for a moment, and after looking at the woman for a few seconds, I sighed and stepped forward to pull over the plastic stool and sat down, "Sure enough." ”

When I carefully observed the woman's face again, I finally found the matching face in my memory - she was in the morgue of the Shiqiaopu Funeral Parlor, the female corpse that suddenly resurrected and then took Zhang Dehai away!

I have already obtained the name of the female corpse from the funeral home, and the name she has is completely different from "Xiaoli", who was a kindergarten teacher and died of a congenital heart attack.

And now, the woman who calls herself "Xiaoli" — well, I'll call her "Xiaoli" — doesn't seem to realize that she's changed her body again!

That's right, this "Xiaoli" is actually just a spirit body, she is like a rose clinging to an arbor, constantly changing the body she lives in.

"Xiaoli, if I'm not mistaken, your original name is Xu Liqing, right?"

Xiaoli had no expression on her face, raised her head slightly, and cast her eyes on me: "Who is Xu Liqing?" ”

Her complexion was frighteningly white, but her eyes did not look like a dead person, and the glass-beaded eyes reflected a foggy blurred reflection, and the color was the faint blue I was familiar with.

It wasn't until this moment that I was 100% sure that the woman sitting at the same table as me was really Xiaoli.

"Xu Liqing is dead, she is not Xu Liqing, she is Xiaoli, my Xiaoli." The man wearing the ghost-headed mask finally spoke, and as soon as he spoke, he was a warning, "Don't mention that name again." ”

He even had a bit of a gnashing of teeth.

I understand why, it's nothing more than because Xu Liqing once rolled in the dust.

Not thinking about one's own faults, but dwelling on the mistakes of others, is not a loss of the ability to distinguish cause and effect, but a blind to pure selfish desires.

"Zhang Hui, I can hear your voice, take off your mask."

As soon as he spoke, I recognized his voice, he was Zhang Hui! He had never walked in front of me before, for fear that I would immediately discover his identity from the lameness feature.

Zhang Hui didn't deny it, but he still didn't take off the mask on his face, but just tapped his finger on the table: "I still have to wear this mask for a while, this person, he still doesn't remember who I am." ”

I had time to look at the other man who was sitting with us.

He has a slightly fat face, a flat head, a short beard, a short-sleeved shirt, and a gold object on his neck and hands—a very large and social kind of gold.

It stands to reason that his outfit looks like a mixed society, but at this time, there is no trace of fierceness on his face, but his face is pale and cold sweat ripples.

Because almost all the bare skin on the top of his head and on his arms was densely covered with a layer of black gold ring bees!

If he did anything wrong, it only took a few black and gold bees to sting him and kill him.

And I noticed a detail more: these black gold-ringed bees just lay quietly on the man's skin, not flapping their wings, or crawling around, as if they were directly glued to the skin with super glue - even if Zhang Hui or Xiaoli had some kind of secret method of manipulating the bee colony, it was impossible to control it to such an extent, right?

I soon found out the reason - the black gold-ringed bees had a pair of huge compound eyes, the luster was extremely dull, and their bodies were a little shriveled, but their thin, transparent wings had a faint layer of pale blue mist.

Don't...... These are all the corpses of the Black Gold Ringed Bee?

Yes, because of this, Xiaoli was able to directly manipulate the entire bee colony, including making the bee colony spell out the "K" for me in the air, just because she didn't need to convey her will to living creatures, but only needed to control the bee wings.

But because these black gold-ringed bees have actually lost their lives, they can't sting people at all, and the black cloud-like bee colony before is actually just bluffing to scare us!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at the sky quietly, and sure enough, the swarm was just hovering in the air now, and it didn't dive around anymore, and even chased Cheng Cheng and their car into a mess.

His gaze turned back to meet the man's eyes as if he was pleading for help.

It just so happened that Zhang Hui also asked again at this time: "Hey, it's been so long, do you remember who I am?" ”

Sweat trickled down the man's face and he shook his head in horror.

I frowned, "You're wearing this ghost mask, who would have recognized you if it weren't for someone who knew you well, or someone like me who had specifically investigated you?" You are neither God nor president, so why should people recognize you? ”

The man gave me a grateful look, but I said this on purpose, not to help him, but to trick Zhang Hui's identity out of his mouth.

Zhang Hui was really fooled, he snorted and said: "Others can not recognize me, but he can't, because he still owes me a blood debt that has not been repaid!" ”

"You are very wrong to think so, in this society, it is the uncle who owes debts."

Zhang Hui snorted coldly again, did not respond to me, and continued to say to the man: "Since you can't guess, let's have another drink." ”

On the table was a row of nine liquor glasses with thin legs, one of which was empty.

When the man heard Zhang Hui say this, his head was densely covered with a layer of sweat droplets, and he slowly stretched out a hand, but it stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't decide which glass of wine to take for a while.

"Wait." I interrupted, "What's that?" ”

Zhang Hui ignored my words, and only said coldly: "Drink this cup and talk about it." If he dies, you don't have to explain anything, and if he doesn't die, you have a chance to drink. ”

I just put my nerve down and set my sights on the man who was about to make a choice.

After hesitating again and again, until the temples on both sides burst with bruises, the man finally made up his mind, took one of the glasses of wine, brought it to his lips, and drank it all with his eyes closed.

After a glass of wine, the man's breathing suddenly became heavy.

The surroundings were quiet, as if at an important awards party, the audience was silent, just waiting for the most heavyweight award to be announced-

But what we are waiting for at this time is not a grand prize, but the coming of death.