Nilubar's thoughts, Wei Ping'an is not clear.

But it can be felt that Nilubar is trying hard to continue to build a relationship with Wei Ping'an.

On the occasion of separation, Nilubayer shyly invited Wei Ping'an to sit at her house.

She said that she had a bottle of good wine that she wanted to taste with the man she cherished.

Cut.

Wei Ping'an didn't believe this.

So he followed.

If nothing else, I guess I just want to demolish her.

……

In the middle of the night, Wei Ping'an took a shower and jumped out of the small courtyard of Nilubar.

No matter how precious the wine is, it can't be drunk in bed.

A mouth full of milk, this is going to kill me.

If it weren't for Wei Ping'an's spatial ability to absorb all things, he really wouldn't dare to bring the fragrance of this body to see Shirley Yang.

In case Staff Officer Yang wants to eat supper and order a hot dog sausage or something, there is a high chance that he will have to wear a goof.

Nilubar, a sinister woman, is too treacherous.

In the future, you have to be more careful to prevent her.

You have to let her understand that it's not that you have great skills and many tricks.

Hum.

Wei Ping'an drove back to Panjiayuan.

Shirley Young is borrowed to live here.

Anyway, there are many rooms, not one more than her.

She and Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan have experienced many lives and deaths, and they see the truth in adversity, and they are already regarded as brothers with different surnames.

It's just that the maverick love between Wei Ping'an and Shirley Yang made Hu Bayi and Wang Fatzi's idea of wanting to be best men completely empty.

The next day.

When Wei Ping'an and Shirley Yang got up, they were already on the clock.

No way, Wei Ping'an came back late last night, and Shirley Yang is also a stubborn character.

Waiting for Wei Ping'an, he didn't sleep.

As a result, the temper and anger that I held back in my stomach must have to be vented.

If you're not careful, you'll have a good time.

By the time they fell asleep, the sky was dark.

It's no wonder that you can get up early.

Not to mention the two of them, Hu Bayi and the fat man in the next room were also affected.

Tossed and turned for the second half of the night, and didn't sleep solidly.

It was also in the morning that the next door stopped, and then I made up for it again.

The four co-authors were all woken up by Uncle Ming's knock on the door.

"Uncle Ming, I'm Wei Ping'an, and I'm going to Kunlun Glacier with you this time."

"Mr. Wei, I have been looking up for a long time, I didn't expect you to be so energetic, it's really ...... There is a technique for rejuvenation. ”

Wei Ping'an was slightly stunned.

This Uncle Ming is really a bit of a Taoist.

From these words, it can be heard that he has some understanding of his identity.

However, Wei Ping'an didn't need to continue to ask, he could know the maximum amount of information he could gather.

Artillery battles and 021 warehouses are not something that a wealthy Hong Kong businessman can understand.

What's more, there is also the shielding function of the 091 weather station.

"I heard that you have a pair of Guraro silver eyes, can you take them out and let me gain knowledge?"

Gularo Silver Eye, a legend records the treasure map of the tomb of the first generation of ghost mothers in the Demon Kingdom.

It's just a scripture.

However, from the perspective of a feng shui master, the location of Gularo's Silver Eye is recorded in it as much as a map.

I've seen it, and I've recorded it.

In Wei Ping'an's memory, it can be extracted frame by frame.

This thing looks pretty good, it's an old thing.

Familiar with the national process and results of this set of itineraries, in the end, this thing will definitely fall into the hands of Wei Ping'an and become a member of his many collections.

Let Uncle Ming take it first.

Look at Uncle Ming putting things away.

"Let's make an appointment, and we'll ...... Ten days later. ”

Wei Ping'an looked at Hu Bayi and said lightly.

"Why ten days later? I came in just now, and I saw that your supplies are almost ready, plus what I have prepared here, it is more than enough for us to set off now, right? ”

Uncle Ming asked suspiciously, in Hong Kong Mandarin.

Wei Ping'an admires this Uncle Ming's acting skills.

is obviously on the verge of bankruptcy, but at this time he does not reveal the slightest flaw.

He still looks calm.

Wei Ping'an smiled and said nothing, looked at Hu Bayi, and signaled that it was time for him to perform.

Hu Bayi understood.

stood up and immediately spoke.

"The information about the Demon Kingdom, in fact, there is no record in the historical materials, I know the Demon Kingdom, and it is also because of the information of the Demon Kingdom, only in the poems of the invincible Orb King Wuxun among the Heavenly Poets of the Western Regions."

Hu Bayi paused and continued: "I'm going to find someone this time, an active Western Regions Heavenly Poet, to inquire about the details of this aspect. ”

"Oh, since it's helpful for us to find the nine-story demon building this time, if you can, you can invite him to join in, don't worry about the reward, I'll pay it."

Uncle Ming patted his chest and made a promise.

Wei Ping'an still smiled and said nothing.

Even if he knew that Uncle Ming had actually bet all his remaining value for this trip, he was desperate.

Naturally, there is one more chance of winning and a chance to turn the tables.

Wei Ping'an didn't want to interfere either.

After all, it's also good for yourself.

What's more, Wei Ping'an also knew that with Hu Bayi's friendship with the other party, even if Hu Bayi didn't mention it, the other party would go with him.

Because the other party is not only a poet bestowed by God, but also a comrade-in-arms of Hu Bayi who shares weal and woe and a brother who has been born and died.

Hu Bayi went to find the Western Regions Tianzhu Singer, and he mentioned it to Wei Ping'an, but he didn't have time to say it to the fat man and Shirley Yang.

At this time, I caught up with Uncle Ming to answer questions, and by the way, I let the fat man listen.

"What is a celestial singer?"

The fat man was a little puzzled.

But Shirley Young seems to know a little bit about this kind of person.

Wei Ping'an explained: "The so-called heavenly poet is a person who is proficient in the collection of ancient poems in the Western Regions, and the ability of this kind of person is not to pass on the master to the apprentice, or the father to the son, but after a sudden serious illness, he has the ability to sing and recite tens of millions of words of poetry." ”

"No wonder he is called a heavenly singer."

Uncle Ming nodded, indicating that he had learned.

The fat man's eyes widened: "So mysterious? ”

Turning his head in surprise, he said to Hu Ba: "Hey, Lao Hu, do you still know this kind of person." ”

Hu Ba nodded, with a serious and low expression on his face, and said, "I do have a friend like this." ”

After being agreed.

Uncle Ming took the people and left first.

Wei Ping'an sent Hu Bayi on the train, this time Hu Bayi chose to go alone, the fat man, Shirley Yang and Wei Ping'an went first, and then met at the agreed place.

That is, on this trip to the Kunlun Demon Kingdom, the group was divided into four teams.

On that day, the fat man who was obsessed with helping Lao Hu and himself knit a pair of red pants was ruthlessly abandoned by Wei Ping'an.

This product even thought about helping Wei Ping'an weave one.

Woolen pants, and I'm not afraid of panic.

Originally, Shirley Yang was a little embarrassed.

I feel a little unbearable to leave the fat man.

However, the fat man failed to gesture on Wei Ping'an's waist, and turned his head to ask Shirley Yang.

Ask a girl about the size of another man's private parts......

Fat people are also really talented.

Shirley Yang, even if she is a girl who grew up in a beautiful country, can't bear this kind of shy topic.

Especially last year, she really measured it......

Well, it's not just hands.

Looking at the fat man's righteous expression, Shirley Yang couldn't wait to slap him twice.

In the end, he turned away angrily.

Well, maybe it's not anger, it's shame.

While walking, he swallowed his saliva.

The tongue is a little numb.

I think I thought it was something else.

Wei Ping'an watched at the door with great interest.

Shirley Yang went out and kicked Wei Ping'an's calf.

"Badass!"

The theory that men are all big pig's trotters swirled from Shirley Yang's mind at this moment.

Wei Ping'an glanced at the fat man in the room.

A daze, not knowing what went wrong with him.

The other was indignant, and the fat man got into trouble, and as a result, he was killed by the pond fish.

I don't know if tonight's ultimate enjoyment will be short.

It's all to blame on the fat man.

So, Wei Ping'an and Shirley Yang flew together as a matter of course.

After living in Nanluoguxiang for seven and a half days, he reunited with the fat man and prepared to go.

It is worth mentioning that the fat man really spent the past few days knitting two red pants.

carried Shirley Yang on his back, and pulled Wei Ping'an to show off his works.

It seemed that the fat man was quite satisfied with the woolen pants he knitted.

"Brother Wei, you are just too polite. I should weave one for you, red auspicious, to ward off evil spirits. ”

Wei Ping'an pursed his lips, and only had one word for the fat man's brain circuit.

"Absolutely!" ——Zhou Xingxing's sense of déjà vu.

The meeting point is in the town of SQH.

Wei Ping'an and the three of them took the train first, and then went to the designated place to drive the car left by Uncle Ming and his party in advance.

It turned out to be a Toyota LC60, which is still a long-axle version, which can put more luggage.

It took more than a day of driving to come to the desolate town of SQH, where there are more houses than people.

They were all mud houses, with roofs of wood and felt cloth, and those covered with mud, and thatch.

The most luxurious location in the town is the place where Uncle Ming agreed with Wei Ping'an and Hu Bayi.

Uncle Ming is very picky about the details.

The house in the capital is a second courtyard.

The real meeting point at the Shiquan River is also the most upscale under the existing conditions.

Not at all timid.

Of course, this is also related to the low level of consumption in the hinterland.

Wei Ping'an actually wanted to remind Uncle Ming.

Buy a few more sets of courtyard houses in the capital with the remaining money, and it is enough to sit and wait for appreciation to enjoy your old age.

No need to go to so many dangerous places to fight hard.

In my impression, when I went to the place of ruins, there was also the shadow of Uncle Ming after bankruptcy.

Uncle Ming's half life fully verifies a famous saying: life is expensive in tossing.

It's just a toss-up.

Going around and around, looking back, you may find that everything is back to square one.

That's good.

After struggling for half a lifetime, I looked back and found that it was not as comfortable as following the steps, which was sad.

In Wei Ping'an's known impression, Uncle Ming is the one who will experience the latter situation.

I really want to say to him from the bottom of my heart: Why bother.

Coming to this place, Wei Ping'an got out of the car and went into the yard first.

The car was driven by a fat man.

Wei Ping'an has a similar one, and the fat man has long been greedy.

Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to get started.

Hu Bayi walked out of the house with a man dressed as Tibetan.

"Brother Wei, let me introduce you, this is called Ake, my good brother, and he is also the heavenly singer I mentioned before."

"Brother Ake, hello, being able to come here in person for Lao Hu's illness is enough to prove your friendship, good brother."

Wei Ping'an patted Ake's shoulder.

Ake is a very easy-going and calm person, but when he saw Hu Bayi calling Brother Wei, he introduced that this was that Wei Ping'an.

Still stuck in a trance for a few seconds.

No matter how you look at this, it doesn't look like an old man who is about to turn 50 years old.

You must know that living under the high altitude of the Tibetans, they are as young as seventy or eighty.

Ake is about the same age as Hu Bayi, that is, in his thirties, but he looks much more than Wei Ping'an and Hu Bayi.

It's even more like someone who is a generation behind.

In comparison, Ake feels more like the 50-year-old one.

Shirley Young and the fat man then went into the courtyard as well.

Hearing the movement, Uncle Ming also came out with his team.

Get to know each other, and they will all be peers in the future, so how can they not come out to see each other.

After all, Hong Kong is more polite than the mainland.

Hu Bayi introduced the people who came out.

Uncle Ming's assistant, Adong who I had seen before.

That is, the one that the fat man especially looks down on, saying that people are flamboyant and flamboyant, not like good people.

Followed by a woman, dressed in a fancy dress and wearing a mink.

Hu Bayi introduced this person as Han Shuna, who is a researcher of ancient corpses.

Wei Ping'an didn't speak, but the fat man asked with a lot of mouth: "Ancient poems?" Three hundred Tang poems? You have to go to the capital to study that thing, go to Yenching University for an exchange, come here......"

In other words, what's the use.

"Fatty, people study ancient corpses."

"Oh oh oh, hey, Lao Hu, it's your fault, why don't you make it clear."

After finishing speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "Hey, a girl's research on this thing, the taste is heavy enough." ”

Shirley Yang pulled the fat man and told him to restrain himself.

The fat man turned his head sideways and said to Shirley Yang again.

"Staff Officer Yang, have you seen it, that wooden face, he came out of the house after beating him, he has never changed his expression, and he has never smiled."

"This person is not ordinary, fatty, be careful in the future."

Shirley Yang had also spent time at the Marine Corps Reserve Training Camp, and she smelled the same kind of smell on the other side.

"Okay, you two are observant enough."

Wei Ping'an tilted his head back and also participated.

At last, a little girl came out of the house, silent, but as soon as she stood at the door, she felt the air tighten a little.

"Well, Uncle Ming, let's go on an adventure, do you understand the adventure, you drag your family, is it appropriate?"

When the fat man saw that there was a little girl, he immediately couldn't hold it back, and immediately shouted.

Uncle Ming may be quite serious, panting and waving his hand, letting the rest of the people enter the house, he walked out and said to Wei Ping'an, Shirley Yang and Wang Fatzi who had just arrived.

"Several, have you ever heard of Yin and Yang Eyes?"

In fact, Hu Bayi didn't know about the little girl, so he didn't ask.

Now hearing Uncle Ming say this, his eyes suddenly lit up with interest.

"Ah Xiang is my goddaughter, don't look at her, she doesn't even dare to say anything when she sees strangers, but her yin and yang eyes are so powerful."

Uncle Ming gasped and paused for a while.

It also happened to let the four listeners digest this shocking information in his opinion.

"When she encounters danger, she sees it for the first time." (End of chapter)