A BJ400 off-road vehicle with a rough style like a steel beast was stopped on the bank by the surging river, and the five big and three rough drivers carefully patted the back of Zhu Dagang, deputy director of the base's personnel department.

Zhu Dagang, who has a big belly and poop like Maitreya Buddha, is hunched over his back and holding the car and vomiting selflessly, vomiting so freely and vividly, as if the old constipation for many years has been smoothed.

"Poof-" Zhu Dagang swayed his inventory like a fountain, and when he took a breath intermittently, he would glance at a broken earth temple not far away, and the man who was talking on the phone in front of the broken earth temple was the culprit who killed him like this.

It's all to blame on that Qiu Ba!

Zhu Dagang felt that he was really miserable, if it wasn't for the sake of sending that Qiu Ba to office, he would have been guilty of this crime?

In the past two days, the heavy rain has caused a landslide and cut off the road, so I can only take a small road to send that Qiu Ba to this poor country, and my butt is swollen after a few hours of bumpy mountain roads.

If he is tired and falls, can he afford to be a small village chief?

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"Boss ......" Bei Long answered the phone, took out the cigarette case in his right hand and flicked his sophisticated fingers, and a Galaxy brand cigarette was bounced out, drawing a perfect arc in mid-air and landing accurately in Bei Long's mouth.

Belon took a cigarette in his mouth, casually stuffed the cigarette case back into his trouser pocket, and then habitually raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

But the fingertips did not rub the familiar brilliant sparks......

Bei Long was slightly stunned, always with a lazy smile, as if he didn't care about anything, a trace of bitterness appeared on his handsome cheeks:

Forgot again......

He's not what he used to be......

That trace of bitterness dissolved in a blink of an eye, and Beilong still smiled heartlessly, laughing so that his eyes were crooked, like a crooked moon.

took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and waited until the reprimand on the other side of the phone was over, and then Belon said:

"Boss, I volunteered."

After finishing speaking, as if he had expected it, he first handed the phone far away, and sure enough, the next second, there was a thunderous scolding in the receiver of the mobile phone.

He really knew the other party too well, even if he didn't listen to Bei Long, he knew what the other party was scolding, but he was not angry, but there was warmth in his eyes.

His eyes seemed to look at this small land temple casually, this is Beilong's occupational disease, every time he goes to an unfamiliar environment, he will first habitually observe the surrounding situation, although he seems to be absent-minded, but in fact he is very serious.

The land temple should be the most widely distributed sacrificial building among the people in [China], and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a land temple where there are people.

The land temple can also be said to be the smallest sacrificial building, because the land god is not high, and it is the most basic belief.

Therefore, the land temple is basically very simple, usually under the tree or by the roadside, with two stone slabs as the wall and one stone slab as the top, it can become the land temple, just like a capital "Lei" word, the land temple in front of you is so.

Although the land temple is basically very simple, but this land temple is no longer "simple" can be described, the walls on both sides have collapsed half, the broken bricks and tiles seem to have experienced war and chaos, and there are traces of being burned by fire.

I don't know how many years no one has taken care of it, and the grass has grown to half a human height, almost burying all the incense cases.

After the vicissitudes of life, the land princess who has been blurred is sitting in it, and the land lady does not give the standard configuration, even being shrouded in a big web woven by a spider who does not know which one lacks virtue, and it looks even more gray-headed and thin.

On both sides of the tattered stone wall is engraved a pair of weathered but domineering side leakage couplets, the upper couplet is vaguely seen is "Don't think my temple is small - don't come to burn incense to try", the lower one is "Hugh you are powerful and powerful - if you want to do evil, look at it".

With such a big tone, it is conceivable that this land temple was also beautiful in the past, but now it has fallen into such a situation, which makes people sigh......

Bei Long was quite touched by the scene, so he subconsciously reached out and brushed away the cobwebs that shrouded the head of the land prince.

When brushing away the spider web, Bei Long's fingers inadvertently touched the head of the land prince, and he didn't know what sharp thing stabbed him, Bei Long reflexively retracted his hand, and saw that there was a bloody hole the size of a needle on his fingertips.

Looking at the head of the land lord again, Bei Long found that there was a little blood left in the middle of the land lord's eyebrows, but the center of the land lord's eyebrows and even the entire forehead were clearly flat, not even a bulge, let alone anything sharp.

Originally, there should be nothing, I haven't heard of the land with a long thorn on the brain, but what took Lao Tzu's blood?

Bei Long looked at his blood-stained fingertips inexplicably, and suddenly a deafening roar came from the microphone, making Bai Long finally remember that the phone was still connected.

"Little bunny, are you listening?" The voice on the phone was angry, and he knew Belon well.

"Of course. Boss, don't think about it, I'm fine, I'm just tired and annoyed, and I want to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to cultivate my sentiments.

"If you have the opportunity, you can hook up with a simple, kind and tolerant village flower, maybe when you see me again in two years, the child will kill the chicken." Bai Long said seriously: "When the time comes, I have to ask you to name the child." ”

"! Will you kill chickens and still use my name? The voice on the phone laughed and scolded: "Okay, it's still so out of tune, it seems that your kid is really fine."

"I'll just take your leave, and when you've had enough, get back quickly, and you'll have to turn the world upside down without you in charge of those little bunnies......"

"Heh......" Bei Long lowered his eyelids gloomily, and took a deep breath of cigarette before he said, "You have to keep it a secret for me, if you let those little bunnies know where I am, I won't have time to learn how to be a man with the village flower......"

Pressing to end the call, Belon remembered something, raised his finger to look, and sure enough, the blood on his fingertips remained on the phone screen.

Bei Long frowned slightly, and wiped the handcomputer screen casually, and the mobile phone screen was clean and smooth when his fingers passed.

It's just that he didn't notice that before his fingers were about to wipe the blood stains, the blood stains had already penetrated into it rapidly.

"Village Chief Bei," At this time, the five big and three rough drivers ran over, don't look at him when he was gentle and considerate when he was next to Zhu Dagang, but when he arrived in front of Bei Long, he looked arrogant, and asked in a slightly impatient tone: "Is the call over?"

"Minister Zhu is unwell now, hurry up and get things done, Minister Zhu has to rush back to the base to have a meeting!"

"Let's go." Belon is too lazy to bother with this kind of passerby: I'm very powerful, but I'm low-key, I don't say anything.

"Oh Mom!" The driver's eyes swept over the land for a moment, and said casually: "This land is quite familiar!" ”

Looks familiar?

Bei Long smiled indifferently, aren't all the land lords the same? It's like you're a man in heaven!