As she followed the mysterious man down the street, Gong Yueyue felt extremely shaken and couldn't calm down. She woke up from a coma, but why had such earth-shaking changes happened around her in just one day? Before she fell into a coma, her husband was still lingering with her.
He played a harmless trick over a trivial matter. When he woke up, he was already facing her with swords.
Who was the man in black just now? What hatred did he have against her, and why did he want to take her life? These were enough for her to understand, but what troubled her most was that judging from the appearance of the man in black, he seemed to be the same as Zhao Changyuan.
together.
Even if her husband was controlled by someone, why did he kill her? Who did she offend and what did she do wrong?
"Please come in, please." With a warm greeting, Gong Yueyue realized that she had been brought to the door of a restaurant without knowing it. Then she stopped her chaotic thoughts and followed everyone into the restaurant, thinking
Look at this strange man who stepped forward to help, what kind of medicine is he selling in the gourd? To say that she is afraid, she is really fearless now. Even the pretty boys raised their butcher knives towards her, what could be worse than this?
?
After passing through the lobby of the restaurant, they wandered up to the second floor. The store owner led them to a private room door and pushed the door open. The large private room window was bright and clear, and in front of the large round table, there sat a man with a healthy face and a kind face.
Old man. The first impression given by this little old man was not bad. Gong Yueyue's wariness was actually lowered by half at this moment.
The mysterious man who led them walked into the box first and said carelessly: "Master, look who the disciple has brought!"
The little old man's face immediately turned into a chrysanthemum smile: "That's right. I like talking to little girls. Please come in."
This sentence came from an old man's mouth, which seemed a bit unruly. Gong Yueyue, Du Ruotong and Xiaomei were all stunned at the door of the box, looking at each other. No one was willing to take the first step. The old man looked like he was not serious.
Like old perverts, old perverts... But how can perverts and perverts from ancient times be blatantly written on their foreheads?
Just as the three girls were hesitating, a very familiar voice came from the stairs: "Madam?"
The three of them turned around at the same time, and Du Ruotong immediately greeted him in surprise: "Mr.
Gong Yueyue wondered in her mind, why is the evil young man here too? In an instant, she suddenly realized what the "Master's Wife" in the mysterious man's words was about.
As she expected, the evil young man walked into the box door with Du Ruotong in his arms, and his first words were: "Master, please accept me as your disciple! Madam, come and see my master."
"The disciple is indeed wrong. Please forgive me, master." The evil young man really wanted to invite his master and younger brother to a wedding banquet. In this world, his father gave him life, but his master taught him the principles of life, which can be said to have an influence on him.
The oldest person. It’s just that the days when he got married, went to prison, went to the execution stand, was spared by the sword, and was forced to serve... were completely out of his control. It was really a past that he couldn’t bear to look back on.
Fortunately, the little old man didn't really argue with him. He waved his hand and ordered the two of them to get up. "That's all. Your little lady is watching eagerly. How can I dare to punish you? Take your wife and the little girls with you quickly.
Take a seat."
Bad Young Master and Du Ruotong stood up supporting each other, and the smiling junior brother standing at the side also came up to greet him: "Senior brother, long time no see."
The evil young man looked at him with affection in his eyes: "I have grown a lot taller."
The junior brother raised his head and glared at the bad boy with dissatisfaction, his face full of black lines. "Senior brother..." He is really a model of not opening the pot but picking up the pot.
After leading Gong Yueyue and Xiaomei to their seats, Young Master Wu first introduced everyone one by one. Only then did Gong Yueyue know the identities of the little old man and the little junior brother.
The little old man's name is Lin Fan, who was the former high priest of the Ming Cult and the protector of the left. When he was young, he followed the Ming Cult into the Central Plains. When Zhao Xiong and the Ming Cult fought in Yumen Pass and forced the Ming Cult back to the desert, he did not go back with him. Instead, he stayed behind.
This is the place where he has lived for nearly twenty years.
The little junior brother was an orphan left behind by the years of war in the border city. Lin Fan took him home to raise him when he was an infant. He also gave him a nice name, Lin Moyan, hoping that he would be able to thrive in this life.
As strong and upright as a rock.
When Mr. Evil introduced Gong Yueyue, Lin Fan and Lin Moyan raised their eyebrows almost simultaneously and gave each other a quick and complicated look thoughtfully. Of course, this was without Gong Yueyue noticing.
Down……
When the cold dishes were served, Pan Jingyuan asked Du Ruotong in surprise: "By the way, why are you here?"
Du Ruotong's face darkened, and the terrible encounter on the street came to mind again. "We just met another killer on the road. Fortunately, your junior brother came to the rescue in time, otherwise... I would be miserable." After that,
She looked at Lin Moyan gratefully. If it weren't for him, the sword would have been inserted into her throat. How could she still be alive to speak?
The evil young man's face also darkened, and he looked at Lin Moyan, who nodded and said to him: "Looking at his kung fu, he must be from the same sect."
Then Du Ruotong recounted the whole story of the incident, how chaotic the scene was, how dangerous the situation was, and how precise the timing and technique of Lin Moyan's rescue were, like a storyteller, reappeared in front of the evil young man.
After hearing this, the evil young man was already covered in sweat and his face was pale. After a while, he regained consciousness, poured out a full glass of wine, and thanked Lin Moyan carefully: "Thank you, junior brother, for saving me!"
The master and apprentice had not seen each other for a long time, and at first they always had to reminisce about old friendships and chat about the mountains. Lin Moyan showed great interest in what he had seen and heard from the "East Capital Heroes" in their heroic deeds. The abominable young man knew in his heart that Lin Fan and master and apprentice Lin Moyan
Two, the chivalrous deeds he has done incognito in these years are simply not comparable to that of a mere Dongdu knight like him.
After drinking for a while, Lin Fancai suddenly asked the bad boy: "By the way, your kid has either been silent for several years, or suddenly went to the Sansheng tree to send out an emergency signal to find my master. What do you want to do?"
The evil young man put down his chopsticks, turned to look at Gong Yueyue, and said to Lin Fan sincerely: "To be honest, this disciple really has a life-threatening matter and is asking Master for help."
Lin Fan did not agree wholeheartedly, but put down his chopsticks, folded his arms and said, "Tell me, let me hear what happened."
The evil young man went through what he was going to say in his mind, and finally said: "My disciple has a good friend who has always been kind to others. But recently, for some unknown reason, he has offended people from the same sect in the desert. Now he has been infected by a strange poison and has lost his character. I am afraid that he will
Being controlled and used by others. I wonder if Master has a way to undo the poison?"
Lin Fan kept listening quietly, and finally touched his chin, curled his lips and asked with a smile: "The friend you mentioned is named Zhao?"
As soon as these words came out, Gong Yueyue, Du Ruotong and Xiaomei all raised their heads in shock.
The evil young man was even more surprised and asked: "Master, how do you know this?"
Lin Fan shook his head with a smile, then looked at Lin Moyan who was also smiling, and said with a mocking tone: "Not only do I know his surname is Zhao, but I also know that he is a fool. If he is the second most fool in the world, no one else will
Dare to admit that you are number one, right? Little apprentice?"
Lin Moyan didn't even think about it and immediately said: "That's right."
How could Gong Yueyue tolerate the two masters and apprentices mocking her husband so bluntly and rudely in front of her? Zhao Changyuan is indeed not a good person, but he is definitely a smart man at critical moments. Moreover, in her eyes, Gong Yueyue
In Yue's mind, Zhao Changyuan, the big white rabbit, is definitely more sacred and inviolable than God, such as Buddha, and any other god. "Hey, this is unreasonable. Why do you say that I am fair? He is simple and has a good heart, but he
What's wrong with you?"
Xiaomei stopped working and helped the young lady defend her master: "Yes, my uncle is so smart! He can recite poems at the age of three, and he can play with guns at the age of four!" This was all when she heard the boasts of her former master Yang Yiyi.
What do you mean? Zhao Changyuan is three or four years old. How old is Yang Yiyi and how old is Xiaomei? What do you know? It is true that he is both civil and military, but he is definitely not a little genius, let alone the president of the student union or a top student.
Gong Yueyue was very grateful to Xiaomei for stepping forward to help her vent her anger, but she was also helpless that this girl was so stupid that she boasted about not drafting, which only caused laughter on the table. Playing with a gun at the age of four? The picture was so beautiful that she couldn't imagine it. It was simply childish.
The sense of sight of Shota pole dancing.
Although she thinks so in her heart, Gong Yueyue will never give in. This is a matter of her husband's face and dignity. "Why are you laughing? You can tell me, why is my husband so stupid?"
Lin Fan still had a smile on his face and spoke calmly: "Tell me, he knows there is a pit ahead, but he still insists on jumping into it, and no one else can stop him. Isn't this stupid?"
The old man dressed up as a beggar to steal all his money, and Lin Moyan pretended to be a waiter in a shop to defraud him of the customs clearance documents. After many twists and turns, he still couldn't keep him. One can imagine how stubborn Zhao Changyuan is.
. Of course, one can even imagine how much weight the little girl opposite him, who is fat but still beautiful, holds in his heart.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan touched his chin and looked at Gong Yueyue thoughtfully again.
After hearing what the master said, the evil young man became even more puzzled: "Has the master seen him before?"
Lin Fan nodded and said frankly: "I met him once in the inn in Yumen Pass."
Lin Moyan picked up the wine glass and drank half of it, then took up the conversation and said: "That young master is really not ordinary persistent. He was so penniless that he was stolen by a thief. He almost gave all his clothes to the store. In the end, he sold a jade pendant.
I just raised some more expenses and went on the road."
Zhao Changyuan's current situation was so miserable that Gong Yueyue couldn't help but feel distressed. When she heard that he had experienced such a useless and embarrassing thing on the way, she became even more furious and cursed: "My husband has really suffered. Those damn thieves, give birth to a son."
without**!"
Lin Fan, who was opposite him, spat out a mouthful of wine: "Pfft...cough cough cough..." He himself was fine, but his own son had his anus hacked, so he was really a bit useless.
Lin Moyan pinched his thigh hard to stop himself from laughing.
The evil young man asked with unknown concern: "Master, are you okay?"
Lin Fan calmed down and laughed a few times: "It's okay, it's okay, just eat the food."
After eating a few more mouthfuls of food and drinking a few more sips of wine, the evil young man took up the topic and asked further: "I wonder if master has any solution to the poison my disciple mentioned just now?"
Lin Fan chewed the food and wine in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and said in the expectant eyes of everyone: "Is this...nothing?" (To be continued)