Zhuo Yuan had just come back and sat down, Qin Shijia's phone rang, and she said to Zhuo Yuan apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." ”

The phone was connected, and a man's voice came from inside: "Jiajia, hello, I'm Secretary Chen." ”

"Hello Uncle Chen."

"Today, the old man has official business, and he can't find time to contact you, so let me tell you. Seeing that you are about to have a winter vacation, the old man asked you where you want to spend the New Year, and he said that your sister-in-law's family is going to go on a ski trip abroad, and asked if you are interested, if you also go, I will arrange it for you. ”

"I'm not going."

"Oh, your second uncle's house is going to ......"

"Uncle Chen, please tell grandpa, I'll stay in Haijin and won't go anywhere."

"Okay, okay, the weather has been cold lately, you have to pay attention to your body, Uncle Chen won't say much, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Shijia's face was inexplicably sad, she poured two full glasses of beer and handed them to Zhuo Yuan: "Come, for Christmas, cheers." ”

"Cheers to ......the coming New Year"

"It's almost the New Year, cheers!"

"Cheers to next year's Arbor Day!"

Children's Day ......

Zhuo Yuan suddenly felt that the situation was wrong, just a phone call, how could this girl be like a bayonet carrying a wine bottle and opening it, and in a blink of an eye, there were seven or eight empty beer bottles around the two of them. Qin Shijia just blushed, and she didn't look a little drunk.

Da Liu's face was already elongated, and he muttered, "Miss, what's the matter, it's not good to be drunk, and that kid eats tofu." ”

"You only came to our team this year, of course you don't know." Jing Hao said lightly: "I miss my relatives every festival, and when the Chinese New Year was about to be celebrated last year, Miss drank alone. She's measured. ”

Da Liu was stunned.

"There will be ...... next year Ah, Ghost Day, cheers! "Two beers were full again. Zhuo Yuan hurriedly pressed the wine bottle: "Inside, the Little Ghost Festival should also be celebrated?" Forget it, let's take a break, and I'm a little overwhelmed by it. ”

It's not that Zhuo Yuan can't bear it, but watching Qin Shijia's sudden change in mood, he felt a little apprehensive in his heart. This woman's mood is the face of a monkey in June, and she will change when she says it.

Qin Shijia showed a smile and said softly, "I'll tell you a secret, right?" ”

Drunk and spit out the truth? Zhuo Yuan nodded: "Okay!" ”

Qin Shijia thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I still can't say it." ”

This is really not Qin Shijia's selling off, the code of conduct that has always been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and she really can't reveal her identity at will. Her grandfather, many years ago, appeared in the news every night, with a long list of titles in front of his name, and of course, the five words "national leader" were inevitable.

Today, he met with a foreign delegation and conducted further discussions on the good-neighborly and friendly relations and development cooperation between the two countries.

Today I visited a heavy industry base and gave important instructions.

An important meeting is being held today to convey an important spirit......

Of course, this is the pro-grandfather. Her parents died in an early flight accident. She was still in elementary school at the time. She also has an aunt and uncle, but Qin Shijia is very stubborn and does not want to live in her relatives' houses, but lives in the old house of her family.

Her grandfather had no choice but to arrange someone to take care of her life and study and secretly protect her as she grew up.

Generally speaking, young boys and girls of her status will go to the top universities abroad to study. But she is also unwilling, that is, she wants to stay in China, and she is unwilling to enter the two well-known universities in the capital. It's not because of anything else, but she feels that she lives in the same city as her grandfather, but she can't see each other often, so what's the point of staying in the capital?

The old man was still not at ease, and he didn't allow her to stay too far away and study at Haijin University.

The old man has retired, but his status, even if he is retired, is not idle, and when the New Year is over, the whole family will be reunited like ordinary people and have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? Hard!

Intentionally or unintentionally, she glanced at Jing Hao's table, those people were secretly protecting her, and she understood it very well.

"Are you kidding me......" Zhuo Yuan snorted lightly: "I also have a secret." ”

"Then tell me." Qin Shijia said pitifully.

"Forget it, I'm not a secret. It can only be regarded as a story. ”

Zhuo Yuan said slowly: "It is said that more than a thousand years ago, there was a Taoist temple in the famous mountain of the Central Plains, and the Taoist priests in it practiced every day in order to become immortals. Don't say it, this Taoist temple has something to do with the gods in the sky, and on the third day of September every year, there is a quota for sending immortals. As for who it is, that's random. It may be a contemplator, it may be an ordinary Taoist priest, or it may be a miscellaneous person. ”

Qin Shijia blinked: "Can Cheng Immortal be escorted?" ”

"Yes, every day, everyone writes their names and numbers and burns them to the gods in the sky, hoping that this year will be their turn. But when the local magistrate knew about it, he didn't believe it. On the third day of the ninth lunar month, he led people to lurk near the Taoist temple, watching the Taoist priests not close the door, each squatting in their own room and waiting for them to become immortals. In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw a black shadow rushing into the Taoist temple, and rushed out again a moment later, with a Taoist priest in his mouth. ”

"What's going on?"

Zhuo Yuan said with a smile: "It was a tiger, and the county commander hurriedly led people to light fire and shoot arrows, and saved the unlucky Taoist priest, and since then, there is no place for this Taoist temple to become an immortal." ”

"What does this story have to do with your secret?"

Zhuo Yuan lowered his voice and said closer: "The Taoist priest who was bitten by the tiger is the ancestor of my family. ”

Qin Shijia couldn't help laughing: "Really? ”

"I kid you not."

Zhuo Yuan didn't finish everything. Back then, the Taoist priest was bitten by a tiger, and after being rescued, he felt that the Taoist temple's immortal quota had water, so he was not a Taoist.

He traveled north and south, set up a fortune-telling stall, and later started a family. However, the method of vomiting he learned in the Taoist temple is really not a lie.

This method of breathing, in the words of the Taoist, is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, extract it into its own essence, turn it into aura, and wait until the aura is abundant, and naturally ascend to become an immortal.

It is impossible to become an immortal, but the Taoist priest in that Taoist temple will not get sick for the rest of his life.

The only difficulty is that this method of breathing must be quietly formed into a habit at a very young age. Adult breathing and breathing have become a regular rule, and basically cannot be changed.

It is said that a person will not get sick in his life, but it really can't be explained, at least from a scientific point of view, it is incomprehensible. It's a pity that this is not a Vajra indestructible body.

If you are burned by fire, you will die, and if you are drowned, you will die, and if you drink the whole two mouthfuls of dichlorvos, you will not survive, and you will insist on using your body to slap the locomotive, and you will not expect to find the body.

Zhuo Yuan knew from a very young age that his family would not get sick, and he didn't want to talk about it, in case some research institute knew about it, he was tied up and dragged to the research institute, and analyzed everything from the root of his hair to his toes, so who could stand it?

Maybe it was because of listening to Zhuoyuan's story, Qin Shijia's mood was much better, she didn't mention the matter of drinking, and said: "Today is Christmas Eve, I'll give you a gift." ”

"Hmm."

Qin Shijia opened the bag and took out a very beautiful small gift box wrapped in wrapping paper from inside.

"Open it and take a look."

Zhuo Yuan carefully unwrapped the wrapper, and inside was an apple and an orange.

"This is wishing you peace and all your wishes come true." Qin Shijia said solemnly: "Make a wish at midnight in the evening, take a bite of the apple, and the wish will come true." ”

Countless mobile phones captured this scene and circulated it quickly on the Internet.

"I can't stand it, I love you when I send apples, and I love you when I send oranges. The goddess is actually confessing? ”

"A layer of wrapping paper is single-mindedness, how can this bastard have such a good life?"

After settling the account with a full meal, the couples at the other tables gradually became scarce. The two came to the door of the hotel, and Zhuo Yuan handed the small umbrella in his hand to Qin Shijia: "Thank you for dinner, I wish you a Merry Christmas." ”

"The same goes for you."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a girl screamed hoarsely from the parking lot, and Zhuo Yuan turned his head to look.

A pale yellow Ferrari sports car was parked in the parking space, and Liang Yonglin, who was still arrogant before, was pressed on the front cover of the car by his bodyguard, who held a sharp dagger in his hand, stabbed it again and again, and stabbed it fiercely.

Liang Yonglin was motionless for a long time, rolling his miserable white eyes, and the red blood flowed down his body and along the front cover of the car. The smell of blood in the parking lot is chilling.

Several girls were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, being pulled back desperately by their boyfriends.

The bodyguard turned around slowly, his face was very calm, not at all like a murderer who had just killed someone, like a cold killing machine.

A girl sat slumped only seven or eight meters away from him, moving her body back weakly, he walked towards her step by step, the dagger in his hand, a drop of blood, the blood that still carried the temperature, the mist ethereal in the snowy night, more like murderous aura.

"Help...... Save me......" The girl was terrified and wanted to run, but she couldn't find any strength.

Qin Shijia quickly took out her mobile phone, pressed a few keys quickly, and hurriedly called the police: "Outside the south gate of Haijin University, in the parking lot of the Sichuan hot pot restaurant, there is a murder case, the murderer is present, come on." ”

Several figures quickly flashed in front of Qin Shijia, quietly protecting her and Zhuo Yuan without notice, and everyone's wrists were stretched into their arms.

Jing Hao had just come out of the door of the hotel, and suddenly saw this scene, he quickly judged the situation, and shouted to the collar in a low voice: "Execution." ”

Several jet-black and cold pistols were pointed at the bodyguard, and Da Liu took out a document from his left chest pocket and shouted: "We are policemen, put down our weapons." ”

The bodyguard was not moved at all, and walked towards the paralyzed girl step by step.

Da Liu gritted his teeth and fired a gun into the sky.

The blood-dripping dagger was almost in front of the girl.

Several shots were fired, these people who secretly protected Qin Shijia still didn't want to hurt people's lives, with their marksmanship, they could do 100 shots, and the selected shooting target was the bodyguard's limbs, just make sure that he was incapacitated, and wait for the local police to arrive, and it would be over with a handover.

Bang bang, all the bullets hit, the bodyguard just paused, he looked down at the wound on his arm, reached out to wipe some blood, licked it seriously, and then stabbed the girl with a knife, and cut her throat with a fierce knife.

"Hell." Da Liu looked at his gun in disbelief, he was sure that his shot was hit in the arm of the bodyguard, it stands to reason that this arm should be incapacitated immediately, but the guy in front of him seemed to be fine.

Several other defenders were also a little incredible. At least six or seven shots were shot in the limbs of the bodyguards, it is impossible for everyone's bullets to be fake, right?

Killed the girl, the bodyguard suddenly sped up with a dagger, and pounced viciously at Da Liu and the others, his grinning mouth was still stained with gloomy blood, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Jing Hao shouted: "Gather fire." ”