Two hours later, we returned to Suzhou City.

Most of the people went back to their respective places, and only some of them came to Murong's house with me. Murong Yun had already received the news, and was waiting at the door with his daughter in advance. When he saw me getting out of the car, he immediately came over with red eyes and said with guilt:

"Aaron, you are finally back. I didn't handle Xiaotong's matter well!"

One look at Murong Yun's face, and one could tell that he had not slept all night because of this matter. Compared with Chen Buyi and Li Hechun, Murong Yun was indeed not vicious enough, so he was repeatedly manipulated.

But I knew that Murong Yun had tried his best, and it didn't lead to any bad consequences in the end, so I said, "It's okay. Fortunately, everyone came back safely!"

Murong Yun invited a group of us into his home and asked me how Zhao Hu and Han Xiaotong were doing. I said they were both fine and were taken away by Zhao Hu's master. Murong Yun prepared bath water for us and changed our hands.

clothes, and plenty of food. Of course, Murong Qingqing was busy all the time. This girl has always worked hard and never complained about my affairs.

I was really tired and hungry after a whole night. After tidying up, we had dinner and chatted briefly for a while. Everyone asked me to rest quickly and talk about anything later.

Murong Yun arranged a room for Brother Chen and the others. The plan to capture Yangzhou City has failed. As for what to do in the future, we can only think about it in the long term. Wang Ren and Ding Ye left separately, and Mo Yu and Da Fei also left. I personally

Send them to the door.

On the way out, Mo Yu asked me what my future plans were.

Those who previously planned to use Yangzhou City to upgrade to the top yellow level have no chance of doing so now, so they can only wait for the opportunity.

Practice first and improve your strength first. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

Mo Yu and I walked out while talking. When we were walking through the central courtyard, I looked at the dead leaves above my head that were about to fall. I suddenly remembered something and said to Da Fei: "Look at that leaf."

"Ah?" Da Fei looked confused, but still followed my gaze and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Stop talking, look at it, look at it carefully!"

Da Fei stopped talking and looked at the leaf carefully.

Although I think Da Fei is unlikely, I still want him to give it a try, just in case he is really mentally powerful. In this way, we will have our own craftsman and don't need to ask others. Da Fei took a look at it.

For more than a minute, the leaf showed no reaction. Mo Yu didn't know what was going on, but he didn't ask me.

"Dad Long, what's going on..." Da Fei asked nervously: "You don't want to tell me that that leaf is actually my mother, do you?"

What is all this mess?

Da Fei’s ideas are really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"Stop talking." I said, "Look at that leaf and try to make it fall!"

"Haha, you told me earlier, this is my strong point!" Da Fei clasped his hands together, stared at the leaf, and muttered silently: "Fall down, fall down, fall down..."

I also looked at the leaf carefully, and my heart was pounding. It would be great if Da Fei really had different mental strength from ordinary people. Unfortunately, after more than a minute, the leaf still showed no reaction, although it was completely withered.

But it still hangs firmly on the branch.

It seems that this is not possible.

I'm really stupid to have any illusions about Da Fei. Those things before were just his shit luck.

I sighed and just wanted Da Fei to stop looking. At this moment, there was a sudden breeze in the air, and the dead leaf swayed and fell down.

What the fuck?!

I looked at the leaf that fell to the ground in surprise and couldn't believe my eyes.

"Haha, it worked!" Da Fei slapped his thigh and said cheerfully: "How's it going, Dad Long, now you believe in my 'mind power', I'll just say that the Eight-faced Buddha is covering me in the sky!"

Impossible, I don't believe it.

If Da Fei really relied on his "mind power" to make that leaf fall, then I believe he really has a very strong mental power. But there was a breeze just now, maybe it was just bad luck again? I didn't give up and let him fall.

Da Fei looked at another leaf.

"Now try that." I said, "If you let it fall again, I will believe that you can teleport."

That leaf is still green - although it is already autumn, this is quite common in the south - it must be stronger than the dead leaf just now. The wind cannot blow it down, and it is definitely not possible to rely on shit luck.

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"Haha, isn't that a piece of cake?" Da Fei was full of confidence. He clasped his hands together again, muttered something, and tried hard to make the leaf fall.

I also watched carefully.

If this leaf falls again, I will believe that Da Fei has strong spiritual power, and I must find a way to train him into a craftsman in the next step!

The breeze was still there, and the leaf swayed with the wind, swaying, but it refused to fall.

Mo Yu finally couldn't help it anymore and quietly asked me what I meant. I then told him about spiritual power and craft masters. It sounded quite mysterious, but Mo Yu didn't believe it either. After all, "Qi training"

"They all exist, and the mental strength is not that difficult to accept.

"Is Da Fei really possible?" Mo Yu asked worriedly.

"Let's see." I said.

Da Fei really has a low sense of presence among our group of people. He is not good at martial arts and intelligence. That is to say, he started with us earlier and shamelessly called Zhao Hu and me fathers, so he reluctantly joined the Dragon Tiger Chamber of Commerce.

Dangdang at the top.

Da Fei knew this well and was quite embarrassed, so he gave himself the title of "Curse Master". When we were fighting with someone, he would curse them on the side, hoping to help us. Of course,

I can’t say it’s completely useless. At least Ye Liang really had a stomachache...

Also, Mo Haitao's car really had a puncture.

These incredible things may now seem to be proof of strong mental power.

If Da Fei has this talent, it will definitely be a good thing. Not only will we be happy, but he himself will also feel gratified.

But it was a pity that although the leaf was swayed by the wind, it never fell.

Da Fei was so anxious that he was sweating on his head, and he was still mumbling: "Fall down, fall down..."

"Forget it." I patted his shoulder.

Da Fei withdrew his hand, wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Maybe the Eight-faced Buddha is taking a nap in the sky. Let's try again later."

"No, let's go."

I continued to walk forward, and Da Fei and Mo Yu also followed me. Da Fei asked me why I wanted to fight against that leaf. I said it was fine, I was bored and just playing around. But I thought to myself, it seems that Da Fei has no mental strength.

, it’s just that you have better shit luck - of course, having good shit luck is also a kind of talent.

After sending Da Fei and Mo Yu outside the door, they asked me to visit Jinling City more often when I had time, and I said yes.

"Zhang Long, let's go then. If you have anything to do, call us. Don't make decisions alone. Can everyone give you some advice?" Mo Yu lowered the window and said to me after getting in the car.

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"good."

I waved to them and watched them leave.

It wasn't until their car disappeared that I returned to Murong's house.

I walked very fast because I was really tired and wanted to go back to my room to rest early. But as I walked, I suddenly stopped and looked at the two leaves that fell on the ground in surprise, one withered yellow and one green. Murong

The yard at home is always very clean and is cleaned all the time, so it cannot be that it fell out long ago.

This just fell off...

I raised my head again and was even more sure that it was that leaf.

I stared blankly for a long time, and then murmured: "Da Fei, Da Fei, do you know you are going to become rich..."

Maybe this guy will be received by King Nan earlier than me...

Of course, it is too early to say this now. Whether this guy has mental power or not is not up to me. Moreover, it is not easy to become a craftsman. It still depends on his luck.

Putting this thought aside for the time being, I went back to the house.

Different from the temporary arrangements made by Brother Chen and others, I have a fixed room in Murong's house. I have lived here for several months and it has always been this room. I have become emotionally attached to it. It is basically my second home.

However, I don’t seem to have a first home. The ancestral house in my hometown is not a home without my parents, and the single dormitory in the clothing factory cannot be called a home...

I smiled bitterly and returned to the house.

What surprised me was that Murong Qingqing was in the room, fussing and helping me change the sheets, pillowcases, and quilt covers. She seemed to rarely do these things, and seemed a little clumsy, even sweating from exhaustion.

I smiled and said, "Can't we just leave these things to my servants?"

Murong Qingqing turned around and said with some embarrassment: "After all, it is your room, I want to come and clean it for you in person!"

Then, she pointed to a pile of things on the bed and said as if taking credit: "I washed these myself and smoked them with special spices to help you sleep more peacefully."

To be honest, I feel a little distressed and even a little guilty.

"Qingqing, you don't have to be like this..." I sighed and said, "You know, I only love Cheng Yiyi..."

"I didn't ask for anything in return." Murong Qingqing wiped her sweat and said with a smile: "Don't put any pressure on me, I just do what I can! And Yiyi told me before leaving, let me take care of you more

, I can be regarded as fulfilling her mission!"

I have nothing to say and don't know what to say.

"Okay, it's just a trivial matter, it's really not worth mentioning! I'm leaving now, you can rest." Murong Qingqing said and walked out.

"Thank you." That's all I can say.

Murong Qingqing was walking and suddenly stopped.

She stood at the door and did not look back. She just said in a low voice: "If... I mean if. If Yiyi really never comes back, can you consider me?"

My heart ached.

The pain was not for Murong Qingqing, but for Cheng Yiyi.
Chapter completed!