Chapter 10 Beauty Bathing

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Only the great hero can be his true character, and he is a real man who is romantic!

Although Nie Pan vowed to be reborn, he was by no means Liu Xiahui. At this moment, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom is like a caterpillar. Nie Pan's heart is itchy all over. There is really an impulse that he can't help but want to open the door and peep at Song Meimei's jade body. However, Nie Pan also knew that the "Song Woman"'s kung fu is definitely not covered, so he finally resisted it.

After getting up and putting on slippers and taking off his jacket, Nie Pan lit a cigarette and tried his best to calm down his mind, so that he could dilute the cells raised by the beautiful ** mind, so that the little brother could also calm down his anger. He couldn't wrap his body in a quilt like this without moving, right? Otherwise, when you stand up later, this look is not very elegant, not to mention that if you scare the little girl... Er, this is not very likely, but if you are regarded as a pervert by Song heroine and gently kick your little brother, it will be troublesome.

As the smoke circle swirled out of Nie Pan's mouth, Nie Pan finally calmed down the excited heart in his chest. At that moment, he quietly took out the map left by his father from his bag and spread out in **, planning his own action tomorrow.

After a long journey, it is estimated that Song Xiyan, a big lazy man, is definitely a dead pig after falling asleep. As long as he doesn't get into her quilt in the middle of the night to do bad things and quietly run away after dawn, he probably won't wake up this "moving dead pig"...

Thinking of this, Nie Pan couldn't help sighing. He was really reluctant to give up. Such a beautiful girl was really meetable. He left her like this. I really don't know if there will be another chance to meet in the future.

"No, if there is a curse in the ancient tomb, wouldn't it hurt her? Anyway, I can't take her..."

The map spread on ** is a hand-painted 16-open map. Due to the strong folding, the ravines on the paper are vertical and horizontal. The map is not neat, and even the geographical indications have great deviations. This is the secret that Nie Pan found from a pack of cigarettes left by his father when he smoked. No one knows that even his mother Nie Pan is keeping his mouth shut. Nie Pan knows that his father hides such a map in a half-packed cigarette box, which must have his deep meaning. If he hadn't been addicted to smoking that day, he would never have found this "suspicious map".

Nie Pan's eyes scanned on the map. There are a total of about 100 small grave-shaped marks on it, of which about 60 or 70 are dyed black and about 30 or 40 dyed red, basically scattered in various suburban counties and cities in Yinchuan.

Nie Pan remembers that his father said that Xia Jingzong's mausoleum has 360 suspected tombs. As for whether it is a specific number or a name, Nie Pan has no way to know, and he does not know what the black and red of his father's logo mean. He can only slowly study it. The most urgent thing is to determine his whereabouts tomorrow.

"Where should I go first?"

Nie Pan pondered that he had a hard time. He was here to pursue the truth of his father's death, not to explore. If there was a curse, where would he be it? You can't get in and look at the mausoleum. Time can't support you with money.

"Forget it, I'll close my eyes and point it anywhere. If there is really a curse, isn't it the same to enter that one?"

Nie Pan closed his eyes and meditated, "Dad, if you have a spirit under the nine springs, please show your son the direction. Which mausoleum should I explore?"

Nie Pan closed his eyes and pointed casually, and then opened his eyes. His right index finger really pressed a red tomb mark on this map. The address is a village called Mengjiaao in Dongta Town, Lingwu County, Yinchuan City.

"Oc's it, that's the place, Meng Jia'ao!"

Nie Pan muttered that he was preparing to study tomorrow's bus route. Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Nie Pan estimated that Song Xiyan had taken a shower and hurriedly folded the map and put it into his bag, so as not to be asked about his whereabouts tomorrow after she saw it. It was difficult to explain.

Nie Pan just put away the map, and the door of the bathroom was opened. Song Xiyan came out of the bathroom with slippers. Nie Pan looked up and had a shocking feeling, and his eyes couldn't help but look straight.

Song Xiyan was wearing a rose-red tight warm underwear. Her devilish figure was in front of Nie Pan at this moment. Her chest was undulating, her buttocks were plump and round, and a pair of slender ** were full of elasticity and straight. She was really thin, fat and her wet hair was lazily scattered on her shoulders. It brings people a kind of seductive wildness and charm. No one is hard-hearted, no one is cold and ruthless, and you can't help but be moved before this supreme beauty.

Nie Pan had just reacted to the weak "little guy" with a cigarette. Fortunately, Nie Pan sat at the head of the bed and bowed at this moment. Although some places were not elegant, Song Xiyan didn't pay attention.

"I'm done washing. Go and wash it. Go to bed early after washing. Take me to interview the exclusive news tomorrow..."

With a fragrance after bathing and a faint body fragrance, Song Xiyan sat opposite Nie Pan, took out a messy set of hydrating, moisturizing and whitening cosmetics from the bag with cosmetics, and began to apply it on her face.

Nie Pan sat opposite Song Xiyan. Although he also wanted to get up, Song Xiyan was so close to him. It was estimated that as soon as he stood up, there was a raised place facing Song Xiyan, which was demeanor, so Nie Pan could only continue to sit, waiting to find an opportunity to enter the bathroom to take a shower.

Song Xiyan was busy for a while and found that Nie Pan was still sitting opposite him, so she urged, "Take a shower quickly. It's already two o'clock in the morning. Come back to bed after taking a shower. I'm still pointing to your news..."

You think I don't want to take a shower, but your goblin-like figure makes me hot-blooded. I'm afraid that I will scare you when I stand up...

Nie Pan thought nonsense and said, "It's rare to meet a beautiful woman like you standing in front of you in such a small dress. Of course, I have to feast my eyes. You make me have an impulse to commit a crime..."

"Cut, try it!"

Song Xiyan patted the hydrating cosmetics on her face, and then got up to get a dry towel in her bag. Nie Pan hurriedly got up and rushed into the bathroom faster than Liu Xiang when Song Xiyan turned his back to him.

With a "bang", the patterned glass door of the bathroom was closed heavily by Nie Pan.

"Don't peek at me taking a shower!"

Nie Pan shouted wildly outside to hide his embarrassment. He leaned his back against the glass door and breathed a sigh of relief. Nie Pan had a feeling that he was about to collapse. Compared with the fatigue of the journey, it was more torture to face such a beautiful woman who always made people feel guilty in his mind.

Reaching out and touching the tent set up, Nie Pan shook his head helplessly. "You are so disappointing..." At this moment, Nie Pan decided to use "Five Girls" to solve the problem for him, otherwise he would be suffocated.

Nie Pan unscrewed the shower nozzle and let the heat permeate the bath room to dispel the cold. Then he slowly took off his clothes one by one. Finally, when he took off his underwear, he found that the front had already been wet, sticky like paste, and there were some white scars. Nie Pan estimated that it was from A masterpiece on the train...

"Damn it, it seems that it doesn't need to be solved manually. It has automatically released energy..."

Nie Pan stood under the nozzle and flushed hot water for a while. The little guy suddenly became weak. A burst of fierce hot water washed away the messy thoughts in Nie Pan's mind, and then he calmed down to enjoy the comfortable feeling of hot water to relieve physical fatigue.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Song Xiyan's sweet voice sounded: "Nie Pan, I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed first. I won't wait for you. You have to go to bed early and get up early. Take me to visit the suspicious tomb tomorrow..."

"Oh... okay, go to sleep, go to sleep!"

"Hee hee... Don't drill my bed while I'm asleep at night. Don't blame me for not reminding you..."

"Damn, you're seducing me!"

After listening to Song Meimei's words, Nie Pan's little brother who had just relaxed had a tendency to look up again. Nie Pan slapped the wall angrily, went to the door and pulled out a crack. He poked out half of his body and said to Song Xiyan, "You are seducing me. My patience is limited. Believe it or not, I'm naked now. Go..."

Song Xiyan, who was scared, hurried into the quilt and said timidly, "The prince is angry. I know it's wrong. Take a shower quickly. I'm going to bed now. Don't call me..." After that, he covered his head with a quilt to sleep.

The next morning, Nie Pan got up from his sleep and looked at his watch. It was already 8:30. He scanned Song Xiyan, who was sleeping soundly. Then he was relieved and looked at the warm sunshine outside through the curtains. It was rare that it was a good day today. Such weather was really rare in the cold winter.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Nie Pan carefully probed and looked at Song Xiyan, who was one meter away from him. He only heard her sweet snoring. Her body was in a four-way shape, and his legs clamped the quilt vigorously, as if it had been springing; a dark hair was scattered and covered with a bed in **; Nie Pan passed Song Meimei's less elegant sleeping position can be concluded that she can rest assured that she swaggers away.

Nie Pan carefully put on his clothes, put on his shoes, and didn't care about washing his face. He was afraid of waking up Song Xiyan, who was sleeping. He picked up the backpack that had been secretly packed last night, and quietly came to the door and opened the door to prepare to leave. At the moment of turning around, when his eyes scanned Song Xiyan, who was sleeping sweetly, Nie Pan couldn't help but have a sore nose.

"This time goodbye, I don't know if I can see you again, goodbye, beautiful girl..."

Nie Pan sighed secretly, closed his eyes, quietly locked the door, and crept down the corridor downstairs, but when he went downstairs, his feet were a little heavy and his mood was also a little heavy.

When he walked to the hall, Nie Pan suddenly felt that he had left like this and didn't leave a word for Song Xiyan. He was really heartless. He went to the counter and asked the waiter for paper and pen, and wrote a note to Song Xiyan: Song Xiyan, I'm really sorry. I left. I'm sorry that I didn't take you. ; But please understand my painstaking efforts. I'm afraid that if the curse is true, it will hurt you. If the curse is true, let me bear it alone. If I don't die, I will definitely come to you. Predestined people will meet again. Your beauty makes me unforgettable...

After writing, Nie Pan folded the note and gave it to the waiter, "Please give this note to the lady in 306 when she checks out!" After saying that, he hurried out of the hotel.

When he came to Yinchuan Bus Station, Nie Pan took the bus from Yinchuan to Lingwu City and asked the conductor that it took an hour and a half to drive from Yinchuan to Lingwu. Nie Pan began to urge the car to leave. He was afraid that Song Xiyan would catch up.

After waiting on the bus for 15 minutes uneasily, the bus finally started and drove out of the bus station. Nie Pan hurriedly thanked God, glad that Song Yingxia did not catch up.

It took the bus 20 minutes to drive out of Yinchuan City, which is not too prosperous. The sight gradually widens. There are desolate yellow hills on both sides of the highway. The residential houses are also very different from those along the coast. Most of them are the characteristic residential houses of the Hui people in Ningxia, sparsely distributed on both sides of the highway.

Nie Pan didn't want to enjoy the scenery along the way at this moment. He pulled down the brim of his cap and took a nap on the bus. As soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered that he had left in a hurry and had not been turned on.

Nie Pan was afraid that the phone would wake up Song Xiyan in the middle of the night. After taking a shower last night, he quietly took out the battery of his mobile phone, and then went to bed. He hurried on his way this morning, so he forgot to turn it on the computer. He remembered that his mother told him to call back after arriving in Hangzhou before boarding the car, and he forgot about it. Without a trace, it is estimated that his number has been dialed 80 times.

Nie Pan hurriedly turned on the computer and turned it into the text message box. Sure enough, there were eight text messages prompting him that he had missed the phone. Nie Pan thought it was his mother who called him, and he estimated that he would be scolded again, but when he looked carefully, there was no record of his mother's phone call, all of which were from his sister Nie Xin.

"Why didn't my mother call me? Isn't it right?"

Nie Pan dialed his sister Nie Xin's mobile phone number doubtfully, and his sister's quiet voice quickly came: "Brother, what did you do? The mobile phone didn't turn on. Mom called me in the morning to ask if you had arrived and asked you to answer the phone, which forced me to do..."

Nie Pan was shocked and said, "My mobile phone is out of power. You won't betray me, will you?"

"Hey hey, of course not. For the sake of... Dad's business, of course I will help you lie to your mother. I told my mother that you slept like a dead pig and couldn't shout..."

Nie Pan said with a sigh of relief, "Okay, that's good, then I'm relieved. Why didn't my mother call me?"

"It's actually like this... Mom... Let me tell you something." The voice of the sister on the other end of the phone was a little heavy.

Nie Pan felt that it was not a good thing with psychological feeling, "What's the matter, Xiaoxin? Don't tell the key, okay? Say it quickly!"

Nie Xin, who was on the other end of the phone, hesitated and stopped talking. Finally, he said, "Forget it, brother... You're going to explore soon. I don't want to affect your mood. Let's talk about it when you come out of the ancient tomb!"

Nie Pan looked at the object receding backwards outside the window. He intuitively felt that it was not good news. Originally, he wanted to ask, but when he thought about what Nie Xin said, he could not take too many thoughts when he explored the ancient tomb, but he still asked, "Is it related to Dad's death?"

"No!"

My sister's answer made Nie Pan feel relieved. Since it has nothing to do with his father's death, it is most important for him to find out the truth of his father's death.

Nie Xin's sobs came from the other end of the phone: "Brother, I'm a little scared... I regret it again. I don't want you to enter the ancient tomb. I have lost my father and I don't want to lose my brother again. Will you go home?"

Nie Pan said firmly, "No, absolutely not!" Because I am my father's only son, Xiaoxin, I believe that my brother will let the truth come out to the world. You have to believe that your brother is no longer the second ancestor of the past!"

Nie Xin sobbed a few times on the other end of the phone, and a mosquito-like voice came: "Well... You will always be my good brother!"

"Okay, Xiaoxin, remember, my whereabouts must be kept secret, and I can't tell anyone, including my mother, she will be worried, remember? All right, hang up..."

After hanging up the phone, Nie Pan began to take a nap with his arms in his chest. After an hour and a half of bumps, the bus arrived at Lingwu Bus Station.

After getting off the bus, Nie Pan changed to the bus from Lingwu City to Dongta Town and continued to catch the road. The bus left the small Lingwu County and drove towards Dongta Town. The road gradually became narrow, and the road was a little bumpy, even more difficult to walk than the inter-village roads in coastal areas.

The bus arrived in Dongta Town after 30 minutes, and Nie Pan got off the bus with his back.

Looking at the depressed town in front of him, it is not even as developed as some coastal rural economy. At least in Nie Pan's eyes, although on the Lingwu map just bought by Nie Pan, it is said that the economy of Dongta Town belongs to the middle and upper reaches of Lingwu City, but Nie Pan feels that it is not as good as a rural economy in Donggang. There are only a few factories here. The tallest building on the street of the town is the four-story office building of the town government. In addition, the most conspicuous is the white tower standing at the parking place.

Stepping on this land, Nie Pan was inexplicably nervous. This is the place where his father once investigated, and now as a son, can he find the truth of his father's death in this land?

He walked quickly to the front of a motorcycle. Nie Pan asked, "Master, how much does it cost to go to Mengjia'ao?"

The skinny driver who was smoking glanced at Nie Pan and asked, "What do you do in a place where birds don't lay eggs?"

"Dear family visit!"

"20!" The master of the motorcycle has spit out a price in an indisputable tone.

Shit, you don't think I'm an idiot. Do you think I'm an idiot?

"Cut, I only spent 10 yuan from Yinchuan to Lingwu. Do you think I look like Fan Wei?" Nie Pan turned around angrily and left.

"Young man, I'll tell you that there are still seven or eight miles from here to Mengjiaao, and it's all mountain roads. Walking on it can scatter people's bones, that is, I'm in a hurry to run away because I'm waiting for money. You don't give him thirty!" Mo's master greeted Nie Pandao in the back.

Nie Pan asked a circle and it was really like this. Some said that they would not go for how much money they would give, and some would cost 30 or even 50 yuan to open their mouths. Nie Pan had no choice but to return to the first motorcycle and motioned him to drive to Meng Jia'ao. The thin motorcycle master answered and kicked the "brut" three-wheeled motorcycle. Go towards the bumpy dirt road.