Mysterious creature sightings

The hotel was not close, and I went to the hospital for bandaging first. When I arrived, the time in the hotel lobby showed 10:51.

A wounded man and a Miao girl covered in blood came to a luxury resort hotel. This combination was very eye-catching. Lin Zheng entered through the side door with special documents. The person who came to receive them stared at them several times.

Ling Jiangyue didn't like being stared at, so he took advantage of the short time when Lin Zheng opened the door to stare back at that person to control his impression of him gradually fading.

Lin Zheng was about to pull her in when he found the hotel manager leaning against the wall with a dazed look in his eyes, like a person who had been injected with a zombie virus and was about to get sick.

He looked down at the girl with blood on her face. Before he could say anything, Ling Jiangyue struck first and said in a light tone: "He looked at me first."

Before Lin Zheng could speak, she added, "But I've attacked ordinary people again. Does Officer Lin want to arrest me?"

Lin Zheng didn't say anything, but pulled her into the room, and the door closed with a bang in front of the hotel manager.

This resort hotel has a low floor and is built like a manor. There is a fountain lawn in the front and a large water park in the back. When you open the curtains and look down, the street lights cast the sparkling water on the wall windows.

Ling Jiangyue hid between the two curtains, folded her hands on the railing, bent down to rest her chin, looked at the lights for a while, then looked back at the room.

Lin Zheng had just washed his hands and came out. As he walked to the room, he grabbed the hem of his clothes with one hand and took them off, revealing his tightened abdomen. In the blink of an eye, the clothes were thrown on the sofa.

Ling Jiangyue immediately turned around and stared at the blurry figure on the glass window.

"There's still blood on your shoulder, it hurts a lot."

"Death is just what you want," Lin Zheng said calmly, taking out a bathrobe and carrying it. The two of them communicated against the reflection of the glass window, "Go in and take a shower, don't you think it smells bad?"

She only wiped off the blood on her face, and the blood on her skirt had solidified, exuding a fishy smell. It was okay not to say it, but it was simply unbearable to say it.

Water has been put in the bathroom, and the sound of dripping blocks the slight friction sound of taking off clothes.

Lin Zheng leaned against the wall outside and drank water. He swallowed the familiar white pill and his Adam's apple rolled. It was unclear whether it was a normal action of swallowing the pill or something else.

He stared at the liquid in the water glass. The narrow water surface rippled slightly, reflecting the light above him and his blurry and deformed shadow.

The shadow was like a bug soaked in water, floating up and down on the wall of the cup, and then became lighter in color - the bathroom door behind him was opened, and hot steam and light poured out together.

He didn't turn around, still looked at the water glass, and asked verbally: "What's wrong?"

"Wash the skirt for me." Ling Jiangyue pushed open a crack in the door, balled up the skirt and threw it at his feet, then closed the door with a bang.

Lin Zheng: "..."

It took a while for the figure outside to move. Ling Jiangyue watched him pick up the skirt and walk away through a door, wiping the water on his face, thoughtfully——

Taking medicine has little effect. The more the sex pheromones are suppressed, the more they rebound, and they can form a halo around the outline of the body.

After washing, Lin Zheng suddenly returned, knocked on the door and asked, "Where is the moth hanging on your waist?"

"Of course it's here with me." She picked up the plastic bag soaked in the bathtub and found that the bag was bulging, and the ghost butterfly seemed to faint from heat.

"...It fainted in the bath." She held the bag with her back to the bathroom door and shook it in an attempt to save it.

Lin Zheng: "...take it out for emergency rescue."

There is nothing that can be done to save a moth that cannot be released. In the end, it will die of old age.

She carried a bag of fine down and observed it, mourning for the ghost butterfly inside which was as motionless as a plucked chicken.

"What kind of moth is it? It's worth a special trip." Lin Zheng asked from above, mixed with the slight buzz of the hair dryer. He ran his fingers through the hair, flipping the wet long hair. Occasionally, a strand slipped into his neck, and the cold water flowed in and disappeared into the bathrobe.

The end of summer has not yet passed, and she is not cold at all. She lifts the bag high and observes it under the light as if she doesn't feel it.

"Ghost Butterfly, one of the wild voodoos in the Miao border voodoo legend."

Lin Zheng: "You came to Yunnan just to check for poisonous insects?"

"Yes. Look, my efficiency is much higher than yours. I came here yesterday and found it today."

"How did you find it? If you look for it from the appearance, the error rate is very high, and creatures with the same appearance are not necessarily Gu insects. What's more, even if there are descriptions of the creatures in legendary stories, they are very vague and not very accurate."

"I have eyes."

"Its energy and pheromones are different from other moths?"

"Confidential information, don't pry."

She was still carrying the bag to observe, staring at the scattered fluff, and suddenly remembered something: "Can rolling eggs really be useful in poisoning poisonous insects? The aunt there said, 'Aman, the baby in each family, has been growing up since he was a child. Go to the metropolis and roll eggs to cure your illness. No matter whether you are infected by the ghost butterfly poison or not, you will use eggs to cure your illness."

She also learned the aunt's accent. Although she didn't understand the Miao people's speaking habits, the tone was exactly the same, like a piece of data pulled out of memory.

Lin Zheng: "A boiled egg is equivalent to a heat source. It rolls on the muscles and skin, which can promote local blood circulation. It can also clear the meridians and remove moisture. Many diseases are caused by dampness and blocked blood circulation. , so rolling eggs works.”

"Oh."

He flipped up his half-dried long hair and suddenly asked: "Do you know what Aman means?"

"What else could it mean?" She became more alert. She couldn't move her head but glanced back hard. "You know? Swearing?"

"No."

When his hair was almost dry, he turned off the hair dryer. When the buzzing sound disappeared, he suddenly called her: "Aman."

There was no noise, so Ling Jiangyue heard it clearly and was stunned for a moment.

The title that can be used side by side with "wazai" must be used to describe children, but when he calls her like this, it definitely refers to more than just children.

By some strange mistake, she didn't ask what Aman meant. She was quiet for two seconds, pretended that she didn't hear anything, and continued to look at the dead ghost butterfly.

Even though the atmosphere they are currently having with each other is quite warm, there are too many things in between, and they might draw their guns at each other in the next second.

Lin Zheng seemed to understand what her silence meant. He threw the hair dryer on the sofa and stood behind her without moving.

"Be careful now. You just followed me in with confidence." His voice turned cold, and the atmosphere between the two of them was like a plastic bag that was suddenly stretched tight, so tight that it was about to break.

Ling Jiangyue didn't look up and said casually: "What can you do now? You are not as threatening as a blood-sucking blanket."

"It's much better thanks to you." She came to the rescue in time. Lin Jia's flamethrower didn't cause much damage to him, but his skin was a little red. She controlled the hormones to help alleviate some of it, and went to the hospital for treatment. Now it's affected Not big.

She sneered: "Growth hormone can only speed up wound healing and have some effect on inflammation. I'm not that powerful that I can cure you with just one look. If you do anything else, you'll be sent to the emergency room in the middle of the night. "

"Try it. Look up at me." (End of Chapter)