Sometimes, people are more troublesome than ghosts, and more difficult to deal with than ghosts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I sent Shen Chao back to the hospital for rescue, and then took Pan Qingqing back to the crematorium in a pony's van, where the war was over, and the old Taoist priest and Brother Zhenmin were detained by the copper army.

Pony was also left to take a confession, and I was allowed to leave because I knew someone from the criminal police team.

But I didn't know where to go, but I couldn't continue to stay in the crematorium, otherwise it would arouse the suspicion of the criminal police team, so I took Pan Qingqing to the door of Li Bo's paper shop.

The van that Midori Hime had transferred was still parked here, and the driver quickly arrived and said to the two of us, "Midorihime has been captured by the blackface tent, and she wants to send you to a safe place!" ”

I'm already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it's hard to protect myself, so I can't save the old Taoist priest and them, and they won't be in danger here in the criminal police team, but Green Ji is in danger.

The driver of the van had already driven to Donggou, and Pan Qingqing asked me, "Who is Lu Ji?" Does she know why I'm here? ”

I nodded and said to the driver: "We won't go back to Huangyan Zegou, go directly to Gusipo, I can't let Lu Ji bear the danger alone!" ”

The driver turned to me and asked, "You're not afraid of death, but what about this girl?" ”

Pan Qingqing hurriedly said: "I also want to meet this green girl and ask her about my situation!" ”

The driver turned his head and continued to drive, emphasizing word by word: "Yang Shangcha's decisions are all made by her for reasons and purposes, you just need to do it, otherwise it will disrupt her plan, and besides, Yang Shangcha was just arrested by the black-faced judge, and there will be no danger!" ”

I had no choice but to respond, Pan Qingqing looked puzzled and unwilling, and wanted to continue to persuade the driver to find Lu Ji, but the driver scolded coldly: "You are a weak female streamer, can't you think of going to Huangjue Temple late at night?" ”

Pan Qingqing was startled and muttered in a low voice: "You are mentally retarded!" ”

I asked her, "Don't you know about yourself?" Where were you before you met me? ”

Pan Qingqing curled up, thought for a moment and replied: "I only remember that I was lying in the brain ward of the city hospital, receiving treatment, but when I woke up, I had already arrived at the crematorium, what was going on?" ”

Seeing that she was shivering all over, I asked the driver to turn on the heater in the car.

Snowflakes were falling in the night sky, and the sound of firecrackers became more frequent.

It was pitch black outside the car window, I wasn't worried about Brother Zhenmin, but I was still worried about Midorihime, this time we won the fight with the blackface tent, to be exact, I won, with the help of Midorihime.

There was the sound of Pan Qingqing's stomach growling beside me, but my stomach was already hungry and unconscious, so I said to the driver: "Master, please stop when passing by the store, I want to buy some food." ”

The driver responded, "I know where the restaurant is still open!" ”

The van stopped directly in front of an inconspicuous house on the side of the road in the northern suburbs of the city and motioned to me: "This is it, after you go in, ask the boss for two bowls of rejuvenation noodles, don't ask for anything else!" ”

"Rejuvenating noodles?" This is the first time I've heard of it.

Opening the car door, a cold wind swept the snowflakes, Pan Qingqing wrapped the collar of his clothes, and followed me into this small restaurant with "open all day".

On the exterior wall of the hotel, the word "hotel" is inscribed in bold with a blue pen.

I reached out and lifted the curtain, which was greasy, small and greasy, and an old woman watching a TV on the other side of the freezer.

Seeing a guest coming, the old woman asked weakly: "What do you want to eat, the small shop has chicken, duck, fish, stir-fried vegetables and noodles!" ”

"Two bowls of rejuvenation noodles, nothing else!" I saw the old woman's gray face and squinted eyes.

The old woman lowered her head again and shouted coldly: "Two bowls of rejuvenation noodles, a total of eighteen yuan!" ”

This is definitely a black shop, two bowls of noodles cost eighteen yuan, but my stomach was so hungry that I couldn't help it, so I took the money out of my pocket and handed over a twenty sheet.

The old woman retrieved two one-dollar bills, and I took Pan Qingqing to the empty seat and sat down, the tables and chairs here were also greasy and greasy, and it seemed that they had not been scrubbed for a long time. The decoration of the small shop is very simple, and the ceiling made of prefabricated panels has only been painted with one layer of paint, and some places have not been painted.

The chopsticks on the table were not very clean, and Pan Qingqing frowned.

I hurriedly explained: "It's time for this, let's just take it!" ”

She picked up a three-inch piece of toilet paper from the table and began to wipe the tabletop, and I looked intently at the TV on the freezer, only to find that the show that had been playing the skit had turned into a snowflake and made a screeching sound.

The old woman simply turned off the TV with the remote control, and while waiting for the meal, I secretly looked at Pan Qingqing, and she also saw my gaze, so she asked, "Doctor Yuan, why doesn't the driver come down to eat together?" ”

I hurriedly explained: "He has had dinner, and I can't take you back to the hospital right now, otherwise you will be in danger." ”

"Dangerous?" Pan Qingqing asked: "How can I be in danger in the hospital, where are you going to take me?" ”

I continued to explain, "Your illness cannot be cured by the hospital, only Midorihime can save you. ”

Pan Qingqing's face changed greatly after hearing this, and then he covered his temples with both hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Doctor Yuan, my head hurts so much!" ”

I rushed to grab her hand, but she threw it away.

I saw that the skin on her fair neck was tight, and the fluff on her neck would not stand up if it were not for a severe headache, but unfortunately my needles were not there, so I took the musk box from my bosom, opened it and put it in front of her nose.

Pan Qingqing smelled the musk and calmed down a little, I saw that the rooster-shaped jasper hanging in front of his neck was shining, was it dangerous?

"Your face is coming!" A young man with eyes threw two bowls of Yangchun noodles on the table.

I straightened my collar, took out a quick knife from the envelope and put it on the table, and the young man and Pan Qingqing were startled.

"It's nothing, let's eat quickly!" I picked up my greasy chopsticks.

Pan Qingqing asked the young man timidly: "Are there any sanitary chopsticks?" ”

"No?" The other party still replied coldly, then turned around and returned to the back kitchen, I quickly peeled off a layer of skin from these greasy chopsticks with a quick knife, handed it to Pan Qingqing, and said, "With this pair of chopsticks, it's very clean!" ”

This bowl of rejuvenation noodles is just an ordinary bowl of Yangchun noodles, there are not many noodles, the soup is clearer, fortunately, the noodles are cooked, and there is nothing else attached to the soup.

Some small restaurants also come with insects and flies in the food.

I sharpened a pair of chopsticks for myself, and then I hurried to eat.

After eating the noodles, I drank all the soup, and saw that Qingqing had already eaten noodles, and there was a pool of noodle soup in the bowl, so I said to her, "Are you full?" ”

She shook her head truthfully, and I whispered, "I can't eat anymore if I haven't eaten enough, it's not safe here!" After hearing this, her face changed, and I put away the musk box from the table, holding the quick knife in one hand, and pulling Pan Qingqing in the other hand and leaving the hotel.

When I got back to the van, I complained to the driver, "What kind of hotel are you bringing us to?" The quantity is small and the price is high, and I will never come again next time! ”

The driver replied coldly: "There is no next time!" ”

I looked out the window at the hotel, and I saw that the word "hotel" on the wall had become a "hair can".

"Hairpin? Isn't it a meal prepared for the dead on the Yellow Springs Road? ”

I was so disgusted that I wanted to vomit, but the driver explained lightly: "The rejuvenation noodles you two eat are clean, and the other food and drinks are prepared for the dead." ”

Pan Qingqing immediately stuck his head out of the car after hearing this, and spit it out with a wow.