Bird Dude Nie Bufan

　　 During the period of illness, in addition to the suffering of several patients, another person was also tossed in inhumanity. This person was the doctor who was responsible for treating several people. This person was surnamed Xu and was responsible for helping Nie Bufan to see a doctor. Later, the chickens began to appear abnormal, and he was "invited" as a veterinarian. After crying without tears, the chickens were diagnosed as "intermittent heart failure". Put it back. As a result, within two days, other people in Jiwo Village became sick again, so he was called again.

　　 After a few days of diagnosis, the patient has not improved, and Dr. Xu's mood is very gloomy. He was not brave, his medical skills were ordinary, he did not harm people, and he did not have the great sentiment to save the world. So he euphemistically said that everyone in Jiwo Village should ask for cleverness, but he was rejected by the patients.

　　 The treasure of the Saint Duobao is just outside Jiwo Village. It is not suitable to attract too many idlers. Besides, Si Chenyu and the others don't think their illness is serious. Didn't Nie Bufan be alive and kicking within two days? They were obviously infected by him. Unreasonably weak Nie Bufan recovered so quickly, but they had to ask another wise man!

　　 After tossing back and forth several times, Doctor Xu also accepted his fate, and simply packed up his clothes and settled in Jiwo Village.

　　I am afraid he can't afford to offend one of the people in this small broken village.

　　 It’s just weird, how could this group of people get sick collectively?

　　Si Chenyu and others were ill, but their activities were unimpeded. Every day they wandered in front of Nie Bufan's eyes with a haggard face, making silent complaints.

　　 Bufan Nie despised their childishness, but was worried that they would spread the virus, so he made a mask for everyone, with different patterns "carefully" embroidered on it to distinguish them. One can imagine his craftsmanship. It is absolutely abstract. In the eyes of others, chickens of various colors such as yellow, green, and red are monkeys, tortoises, and foxes.

　　 Actually, in a sense, it's pretty realistic...

　　 So, there are men and women with masks everywhere in Ji Wo Village.

　　 "Quack doctor, quack doctor!" Li Huai said angrily, "Can you cure the disease? Why can't it be cured for so long?"

　　Doctor Xu shrank his neck and walked out of Li Huai's room hurriedly.

　　Nie Bufan happened to pass by, and Li Huai saw it at first sight, and couldn't help feeling annoyed: "Why do you heal so fast?"

　　 Probably the virus has advanced through the mutation of the chickens. Nie Bufan thought to himself, but he said: "I am so talented, how can you compare with mortals?"

　　 Li Huai's qi knots, coughing ceaselessly.

　　 Nie Bufan soothed and said: "Don't lose your temper casually, it will get better even more slowly. Look at Xiaogen (alpaca), his calm expression has never changed."

　　 Li Huai subconsciously looked at the strange creature rushing past the courtyard, with a twisted expression on his face.

　　 "Okay, take care of it, I'm going to cook."

　　 Although Nie Bufan is not forgiving, he pays special attention to food and hygiene. Most of the work is done by one person. Every night when people are quiet, they will quietly visit other people's rooms, in case the temperature drops at night and the condition changes.

　　 "It's extraordinary, accompany me tonight?"

　　 This night, after visiting Zhang Junshi, Nie Bufan was about to leave, but he grabbed his arm.

　　 Zhang Junshi was lying on the bed, looking at him with piercing eyes, and said mildly: "We haven't been alone in a long time. Megatron read the full text of the wild."

　　 Nie Bufan smiled and said, "Okay!"

　　 He put down the candlestick, took off the coat that he draped casually, and got into the quilt flexibly.

　　 Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and took him into his arms, feeling the slippery touch from his skin, and sighed comfortably.

　　 "Is it uncomfortable?" Nie Bufan asked softly.

　　 "It's okay," Zhang Junshi replied.

　　 "I know what it feels like to be sick." Nie Bufan opened his eyes, his eyes faint, as if he was remembering something.

　　 Zhang Junshi touched his head and comforted: "Don't worry, who has never been sick? It will be fine in a few days."

　　 Nie Bufan nodded indiscriminately, and the two of them hugged each other and lie down. Under the dim light, they looked extraordinarily warm without a trace of □.

　　 After a long while, Nie Bufan spoke again: "Zhang Sanjun, you must get better as soon as possible. Without your help, I can't even sleep in."

　　 "..." Is emotion the key point?

　　 "Nothing, I want to ask you something." Zhang Junshi said suddenly.

"what's up?"

　　 "Do you want the treasure of the Robber Saint?"

　　 "What?" Nie Bufan was a little confused, "What happened to the treasure of Saint Duobao?"

"As the holder of the fifth key, you have the same right to share the treasures like the other four." Zhang Junshi said slowly, "But you are just a civilian with weak power, and you may not get it in the end. The treasures it deserves will cause trouble instead."

　　 "Oh." Nie Bufan said casually, "I am not very interested in treasures, and it doesn't matter if they take them all."

　　 Zhang Junshi smiled. The person in his arms likes to hold the money jar and count the copper plates, but he treats windfalls like dung, seemingly caressing, but has a more indifferent and open-minded mentality than anyone.

"Although this is the case, the defensive heart is indispensable." Zhang Junshi said again, "Si Wangye and others are protecting you, but the family behind them may not have selfishness. The inside of the powerful is complicated and involves interests, and it is impossible to prevent it. I am afraid that the time will come. Waiting for others is also overwhelmed."

　　Nie Bufan curled his lips and said, "What does it matter to me? I'm just a small gangster in the chicken nest village. I don't fight or grab. They can take whatever they want, so they can cause trouble?"

"Hehe, don't you know that there is a saying in the world called'to save the belly of a gentleman with a villain'? The more magnanimous you behave, the more people may suspect that you have hidden better things. Know that none of them They are not high-ranking princes and nobles, ordinary gold and silver treasures are not in their eyes. What they want is unique technology and unique rare treasures."

　　 Nie Bufan sighed, "Ignorant human beings."

　　 "..." Zhang Jun was silent for a moment, and said helplessly, "Seriously, what I'm telling you about is a matter of life and death!"

"Oh."

"So, no matter what you do, it will not reduce their suspicion of you." Zhang Junshi continued, "They will wonder, why you are a civilian but have the fifth key to unlock the treasure? Is it from whose hand? It was stolen from above? If one of the forces suddenly came out and claimed that the key was originally theirs, how would you argue? Those who dare to intervene strongly in this treasure battle must be powerful enough to compete with the other four."

　　 Nie Bufan was silent.

　　 Zhang Junshi paused and asked hesitantly: "No, can you tell me where your keys come from?"

　　 Nie Bufan touched his nose and replied: "I knew the location of the treasure house. The key is the talent Wushuang found at the entrance of the underwater passage of the treasure house."

　　 "Why did the Saint Duobao bury the treasure here?" Zhang Junshi pondered for a while, and then asked, "Uncommon, who is the former head of Jiwo Village?"

　　 "I don't know." Nie Bufan didn't lie. When he came across, the old man didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he took the initiative to help him settle down in Jishan Village, and then he returned home without even leaving a last word. What's even more amazing is that he even dug his own cemetery and prepared a golden nanmu coffin for himself, as if he had been waiting to fall asleep long ago.

　　 Zhang Junshi didn't doubt, he just said: "I checked your identity when I checked into the chicken nest village."

　　 "Huh?" Nie Bufan glared at him.

　　 Zhang Junshi smiled and said, "I believe other people have also checked it. This is supposed to be called Wuming Village, and Jiwo Village is just your own name."

　　 "Where is the image of Ji Wo Village in Wuming Village?"

"Yes, it is indeed worthy of the name." Zhang Junshi said again, "What really makes me strange is that in Jiwo Village for hundreds of years, there have not been more than 10 villagers. Later, it even became an isolated village, with only the village chief living alone. , Single pass from generation to generation."

　　 "This situation has to make me doubt..." Zhang Junshi looked at Nie Bufan and said every word, "Each generation of village chiefs in Jiwo Village are actually the heirs of the Duobao saints and the guardians of the treasures."

　　 Nie Bufan rolled his eyes and played with Zhang Junshi's hair without comment.

　　 Zhang Jun actually saw his innocent face, he knew that this guy was going to be stupid again.

　　 This time the village chief Nie was wronged, he was the one who didn't know. Pretending to be a fool is too much, but it makes others think that what you see through foolishness is the truth. The so-called reality is the fictitious and the fictitious. This is probably the state.

"Uncommon, you have to grasp this identity." Zhang Junshi suggested, "Everyone knows that you are the descendant of the Duobao Saint and are fully qualified to receive the treasure. The Duobao Saint said that as long as five keys are collected, The treasure can be opened. The person holding the key has the right to divide the treasure equally. Although you do not have a prominent identity, you are a legitimate heir. If it weren't for the sage of Duobao scattered the keys, you don't even need to share it with others. The key he left at the entrance of the treasure is probably for his descendants."

　　 "What do you mean..." Nie Bufan understood a little bit, Zhang Junshi was creating momentum for him. As the descendant of the Saint Duobao, even the emperor did not question his qualifications.

"Leave this to me." Zhang Junshi kissed his forehead and smiled, "Although you don't have a covetous heart for treasures, it's okay to split households. In the future, you can build a few comfortable houses or expand the chicken. What kind of place."

　　 "Hmm." Nie Bufan nodded, "I still want to open a zoo and plant some fruit trees. Maybe I can raise a few more babies in the future."

　　 Zhang Junshi's face turned dark, and he said dangerously: "Whose baby?"

　　 "Anyone can do it." Nie Bufan said with a longing, "a group of bare-bottomed kids running all over the mountains and plains, life should be so beautiful."

　　 Zhang Junshi couldn't help but see the scene of a large group of chickens occupying the top of the mountain with his bellyband, and he subconsciously fought a cold war.

　　 No, he had to immediately stop Nie Bufan's unrealistic thoughts.

　　 Zhang Junshi held his face and said cautiously: "Uncommon, men can't have children! We must have this consciousness, children and everything are all clouds."

　　 Nie Bufan hummed a few times, obviously disapproving.

　　 Zhang Junshi bit his lips and said in a low voice: "Accept your fate, I won't let you have time to think about children."

　　 said, one rolled over and pressed on him, and started to work.

　　 Smell the breath on his body, feel the heat in his lower abdomen, and his head doesn’t hurt or flow...