Chapter 262: Focus
Meng Dayun and Xu Yibing escorted Wang Cultural Relics back to the Lin Clan Ancestral Hall, and when they arrived at the gate, he chatted with Xu Yibing about the ancient tomb mummies while looking for the key on Wang Cultural Relics.
Just as he was talking about how beautiful the mummy of Loulan Beauty was, Xu Yibing suddenly lost his voice. Meng Dayun thought that he couldn't think of a suitable adjective and was searching with all his might, so he didn't ask any further.
But after waiting for a while, Xu Yibing still didn't respond, Meng Dayun couldn't help but raise his head to look at Xu Yibing, and saw Xu Yibing standing motionless in the middle of the steps, his face facing the direction of Gu Bai on the left, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit.
Meng Dayun just wanted to make a joke about Xu Yibing, but Xu Yibing stumbled down the steps with a "mom" and ran away without a trace.
Meng Dayun looked in the direction Xu Yibing was looking at just now, and he was so frightened that he fled from the Lin clan ancestral hall.
Running all the way, Meng Dayun ran to the diagnosis room in despair, rushed into the inner room and sat on the ground panting.
"What's wrong with you two big men? What do you look like? ”
Meng Dayun heard Xiao Yuan say, "What's wrong with you two big men?" When he opened his eyes, Xu Yibing, like him, was sitting in the corner of the wall on the other side, gasping for breath.
"Mummy, mummy, my mother!"
"What mummy? Your mother has gone home to sleep, do you want me to call her? ”
Huang Fan saw Meng Dayun's frightened appearance and poured him a glass of water.
"Give!"
Zhao Xuan also poured a glass of water for Xu Yibing.
After Meng Dayun and Xu Yibing drank a glass of water, the two of them shouted in unison: "Mummy, real mummy!" ”
"You're big, where did you get the mummy?"
Huang Fan patted Meng Dayun's head hard.
"What's going on? Tell me about it? ”
Zhao Xuan asked Xu Yibing softly.
"Yes......"
Xu Yibing and Meng Dayun spoke at the same time.
"People Zhao Xuan called him a serious nonsense, can you be serious?"
Huang Fan patted Meng Dayun's head again.
"Yibing, did you encounter any people and things when you sent Wang Lao Cultural Relics back?"
Zhao Xuan pulled Xu and his soldiers up from the ground.
"Uh-huh."
Xu Yibing nodded vigorously to Zhao Xuan.
"People get up from the ground in a serious way, what are you still doing sitting on the ground? Do you also want to learn from other people's chickens pecking rice? ”
Huang Fan kicked Meng Dayun.
"I'll get up, I'll tell you, I really saw the mummy."
Meng Dayun stood up and followed behind Huang Fan.
"Go to the bed and lie down, check if you need to send it to the second hospital?"
Huang Fan went over to get the medical device.
"No, no, no, no need to check, Brother Yi and I really saw the mummy."
Meng Dayun hurriedly explained.
"People talk serious nonsense all day long, and you can learn serious nonsense with him for so much time?"
Huang Fan glanced at Meng Dayun.
"Vice Dean Huang, I really don't have a serious nonsense, Superman and I really saw the mummy."
Xu Yibing walked up to Huang Fan.
"Then tell me seriously, what's going on?"
Huang Fan sat on the treatment bed.
"Yes......"
Xu Yibing and Meng Dayun spoke at the same time.
"You wash my face, this face is more mummy than a mummy."
Huang Fan threw Meng Dayun a towel.
"Yes!"
Meng Da turned around to wash his face.
"Vice Dean Huang, that's ......"
"Here, let's wipe the face first."
Xu Yibing was just about to open his mouth to tell Huang Fan what had happened, when Zhao Xuan handed Xu Yibing a wet towel.
Xu Yibing took the towel and wiped it indiscriminately, returned the towel to Zhao Xuan and began to tell what happened.
"Vice Dean Huang, Superman and I will follow your instructions and send Wang cultural relics together ......"
"To the point!"
"Well, Superman and I helped Wang Cultural Relics back from left to right at first......"
"To the point!"
"Well, Superman said that according to the principle of physics, the increase of the force surface can effectively reduce the pressure, thus effectively reducing the ......"
"To the point!"
"Mmmm, I'll go back with the king's relics alone, and Superman will follow behind......"
"To the point!"
"Okay, okay, after I carried the Wang relics to the gate of the Lin family's ancestral hall, let him sit on the steps, I stood in the middle of the steps and gasped, and Superman looked for the key on the Wang relics. Vice President Huang, what do you think I saw? ”
"What can I say I want you to say?"
"Yes, yes, Vice President Huang, I stood on the steps at the gate of the Lin Clan's ancestral hall and gasped, my eyes looking aimlessly ahead. I was looking around without a purpose, but this one is amazing, it's amazing......"
"Brother Xu, let's talk about the point, what did you see?"
Xiao Yuan urged.
"Tell you to the point, you are pure serious nonsense. Good luck, come here! ”
Huang Fan listened impatiently and shouted Meng Dayun.
"Oh, it's coming, it's coming!"
Meng Dayun ran into the back of the treatment room, and his cat-like face that had been made from running away in a panic had been washed clean.
"Stand still!"
"Yes!"
"Say, succinctly!"
"Yes!"
Meng Dayun told Huang Fan that when he asked Xu Yibing, and Xu Yibing did not respond, he raised his head and looked in the direction Xu Yibing was looking, and almost fainted with fright.
I saw a person and a woman standing under the ancient cypress tree on the left side of the gate of the Lin ancestral hall.
The woman was wearing a long dress, which was neither a skirt nor an overcoat, and there was no need to wear an overcoat at this time.
Since the woman was wearing an object on her head, it did not look like a hat or a hat worn by the people of Clear Water Bay on rainy days.
"It should be a windproof cloak."
Xu Yibing reminded Meng Dayun in a low voice.
"Yes, Brother Yibing just talked to me about the beauty of Loulan in the ancient country of Loulan at that time."
"Loulan beauty in the ancient country of Loulan?"
Huang Fan frowned, his eyes staring at Meng Dayun in a daze.
Brother Yibing said that although the mummies in the ancient tombs of Loulan were buried in the ancient tombs for thousands of years, they were still brilliant and suffocating when they were unearthed. That Loulan beauty wore a linen windproof cloak and hat, and her reddish-brown skin was elastic. Her big eyes, the bridge of her nose is high, and her chin is pointed, and she is so beautiful, so beautiful, she can't ...... it."
"Can't what? Is it beautiful with me? ”
Huang Fan jumped off the diagnosis and treatment table and stretched out his hand, and tightly twisted a piece of meat on Meng Dayun's arm with his right index finger and middle finger.
"I, I, I haven't seen the beauty of Loulan, I can't compare. Think about her becoming a mummy, definitely not, not as beautiful as you! ”
Meng Dayun bared his teeth and didn't dare to say that it hurt, so he had to answer Huang Fan with facts.
"Can't compare? You mean if she doesn't become a mummy, I'm certainly not as beautiful as her? ”
The two fingers of Huang Fan's right hand twisted harder.
"One, one, one soldier brother said, then, that Loulan beauty is really beautiful, so beautiful."
Meng Dayun has almost reached the extreme of pain point tolerance.
"Hmph, he talks serious nonsense all day long, and you follow a serious nonsense?"
Huang Fan tightened the index and middle fingers of his right hand again.
"No, no, no, I didn't talk serious nonsense to him, because he talked serious nonsense all day long, just now, just on the way back to send Wang Lao's cultural relics, I, I have 'principled' him."
Meng Dayun was about to collapse.
"What's the matter?"
Huang Fan's index and middle fingers in his right hand loosened a bit.
"According to the principle of physics, the increase of the force surface can effectively reduce the pressure, and Wang Lao's cultural relics are carried by a soldier along the way, because he has a large volume, heavy tonnage, and a large stress area."
Meng Dayun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha......"
Xiao Yuan smiled and bent down.
"Well, yes, it is commendable to be able to be serious with him in a serious way and his theoretical principles."
Huang Fan let go of Meng Dayun's right hand, patted his back, and sat back on the treatment bed.
(End of chapter)