Yellow River corpse hunter

Chapter 61
"Han Lei?" President Wang glanced at us.

My master and I pondered for a moment.

I hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Yuanyuan and continued to ask: "Miss Yuanyuan, let me ask how Han Yuxuan participated in your research?"

"This is actually not what Han Yuxuan wants to participate in. There are only a few friends around me. I naturally told Han Yuxuan as I looked at Xuanyu, but I didn't expect that Han Yuxuan would actually study something with Xuanyu the next day. I was I don’t know exactly what’s going on? But Han Yuxuan immediately explained that she actually wanted to follow Xuanyu’s temperament. Now Xuanyu is a little paranoid. If I insist on telling him that these things are not true, then Xuanyu will definitely It will bottom out and start to go crazy, so it’s better to just follow her way!" Wang Yuanyuan explained.

Master and I suddenly realized, and finally we looked at Mr. Wang together.

"Mr. Wang, with all due respect, I am now very suspicious of whether this Han Lei has any trouble with you, and there is Han Lei's shadow in your daughter's series of things, so we are confirming with you now, Does this Han Lei have any deep hatred with you?" The master asked righteously.

But Mr. Wang was at a loss.

"Well, let me ask, is there any direct relationship between the Han Lei you mentioned and Han Yuxuan's family?" Mr. Wang asked softly.

We shook our heads at each other.

Judging by Mr. Wang's appearance, he probably doesn't know and doesn't know.

"Well, Mr. Wang, there are still many doubts about this matter, but we are not here to investigate. Now Ling Qianjin's condition has recovered, and your father-daughter relationship has also improved now. I feel that this is very important to you. Said, it is not a small progress!" The master smiled sincerely.

When Mr. Wang heard this, he also relaxed a lot.

As for the matter of Wang Yuanyuan's pregnancy, in fact, Mr. Wang took his daughter to check again, and found that it was the first misdiagnosis, and Han Yuxuan and the Han family have now accepted the news of his drowning, and there is a previous Mu According to Yang's calculation, at least this Han Feng can live to be 45 years old.

Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor, this matter is not something that my master and I can intervene in.

The next day, the master didn't ask me to cross the city to buy breakfast again this time, but let me sleep late. When I woke up, the master was sitting in the study smoking a cigarette silently.

I was stunned, usually I rarely see the master smoking. I remember the last time when I was walking in Luohe Village, the master smoked one in the car, looking at the village that was getting farther and farther away, but I didn’t expect to smoke again now. I got one, which surprised me a bit.

On the dining table in the lobby, soy milk, fried dough sticks, pickled vegetables, tea eggs, basically everything, I completely consumed it in two or three bites, and then quickly cleaned the battlefield.

After packing up the things, the master rarely called me for everything, which made me a little strange. Usually, the master would drag me to recite some Maoshan formulas or some formation principles in the morning, but now I didn’t expect him to actually Nothing happened.

It made me feel a little curious. When I walked to the study, I found that the door of the study was ajar. I followed the door and looked inside. On the table of the master's study, there was a worn-out army green cloth bag with a surface of It was already riddled with holes, but the master carefully pulled out a photo and a metal ring from inside.

I have never heard the master talk about the past, even when I was with my grandfather, the master kept secrets, so I always think that the master is still a child until now, but one time, the master drank too much Only then did I learn that the master once had a girlfriend but died.

He stroked the photo gently with his hand, and I actually saw that his eye circles were red, as if recalling something.

I felt very confused, but the master in the study took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Okay, don't hide outside the door and peek, come in!"

"Ah, this!" I was slightly taken aback.

Walked in with a hippie smile.

The master didn't say anything, he pointed to the seat next to him and motioned me to sit down.

I slowly sat next to the master, only to find that there was still a seven or eight pots beside him.

Seven-eight pots, the full name is seven-eight-style military water pots. This kind of pots has long been withdrawn from active service, but there are a large number of imitations among the people. The main reason is that this kind of pots are too powerful. , It can also be used as a portable pot, and you can cook some simple hot food anytime, anywhere as long as there is a stove, so whether it is in the army or the people, the praises for the seven or eight pots can be said to be endless.

And the one in front of the master is a seven or eight pot, but there is nothing written on it, just a series of numbers, 13751.

"You boy, when I was standing at the door, I saw it, so don't pretend, you will know sooner or later, let me tell you, there was an archaeological team in the Yellow River, which was organized by the military, and your master and I are both archaeologists." A candidate member of the team, the 13751 written on this pot is our number at that time, your master was fishing for corpses in the Yellow River, so you became our guide at that time!" The master said lightly.

But I felt a shock in my heart.

Archaeological team, why the master never told me about it.

Ding Ding Ding!
Just as I was thinking about something, the phone rang suddenly, I opened it and found that it was Mu Yang's phone.

"Hey, Mu Yang, it's your master's business, I happen to have time today, we can go directly to your master's house to see!" When I saw that it was Mu Yang's call, I remembered what happened before.

But Mu Yang was momentarily taken aback.

"That Lin Yang, your master asked my master to come over. Now my master has arrived at your gate, so let me call you and ask if you are at home? Why don't you know my master is here?" Mu Yang asked tentatively.

But I was at a loss, and turned to look at the master.

"If it's Taoist Master Mu Zhen's apprentice, tell him not to worry!" the master said.

I quickly said a few words to Mu Yang.

He ran out of the room and opened the gate of the courtyard.

Outside the door, the person standing there is indeed the Taoist priest Mu Zhen who saved our lives in the Wang family before, but this time he is not the only one who came here alone, besides him, there is also a thin young man with a He has a crew cut, fair skin, a height of 1.8 meters [-], and a body full of tendons. In the slightly cooler weather, he actually only wears a short sleeve.

"Little friend Lin, are you and Master here?" Taoist priest Mu Zhen smiled slightly.

When I heard this, I pointed to the study not far away and said, "Yes, Taoist Master Mu Zhen, just follow me over here!"

"That's good, that's good, I'll go in directly!" Taoist Priest Mu Zhen nodded slightly.

But at this time, the young man standing beside him rushed over in one stride, came to the courtyard in a few steps, opened the door and walked directly into the living room.

"This..." I was a little surprised.

But Taoist Master Mu Zhen said with a look of embarrassment: "Well, I'm sorry that my little brother is a bit withdrawn, Lin Xiaoyou, don't be offended!"

"Well, it's okay, it's okay!" I scratched my head.

But looking at the boy with the crew cut who was already standing in the living room, I felt weird for a while. For some reason, whenever I saw the boy with the crew cut, I felt something was wrong, an unexplainable feeling.

(End of this chapter)