In the conference room, when Lisa Rong said these words, Zeng Xiaoxian and others looked very exciting. Saving the world? Isn't this job done by the superman wearing underwear? When will it be their turn?
Hu Yifei said: "Lisa, I still don't understand what happened."
Lu Ziqiao couldn't help but said: "Save the world, haha, you see, we can't even save ourselves now, so why bother saving the world?"
Lisa Rong looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and others, her eyes began to flicker. Indeed, she knew some things, but Lao Zhao had told them before that she only needed to tell them what happened after they came to the love apartment. She would tell them other things when the time comes.
, now we know that it is only harmful to them rather than beneficial.
After thinking for a while, Lisa Rong decided to tell them something. Just as she was about to speak, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened. When she heard the door opening, Zeng Xiaoxian and others also turned around and saw a fat man who opened the door.
middle-aged people.
"Lisa, come out." The middle-aged man stood at the door and said to Lisa Rong.
"Huh?"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Zeng Xiaoxian let out a sigh. He looked at the middle-aged man, and he looked more and more familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
While Zeng Xiaoxian was racking his brains, Lisa Rong had already walked to the door and started talking quietly with the middle-aged man.
"Teacher Zeng, what are you thinking about?" Meijia asked involuntarily when she saw Zeng Xiaoxian's frown.
"I have definitely seen that man before, where is he...?" Zeng Xiaoxian thought for a while, looked at Lu Ziqiao and asked: "Ziqiao, do you have any impression of that man?"
"He..." Lu Ziqiao looked at the middle-aged man from his head to his feet, then from his feet to his head, and then nodded and said, "Well, he looks familiar. Let me think about it."
"It's him! Huang Huifeng!" Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly had an idea and thought about it.
"Yeah! It's really him." After hearing what Zeng Xiaoxian said, Lu Ziqiao also remembered it.
"Huang Feihong? Who is it?" Tang Youyou asked.
"It's not Huang Feihong, it's Huang Huifeng, a fortune teller. I met Yifei last time when she sprained her ankle." Zeng Xiaoxian said.
"Oh, I remembered, it seems I even kicked him twice." Hu Yifei looked at Huang Huifeng and said.
That person was none other than Huang Huifeng, who cheated Zeng Xiaoxian of eighty yuan, but his expression at this time was different from that then. He was talking to Lisa Rong with a serious look on his face.
A few minutes later, the two of them finished speaking. Huang Huifeng looked at them, nodded and smiled, and then left. Lisa Rong turned around and said to them: "Everyone, I am going back to SH, and so should you.
gone back."
"Where are we going? Going back to Shanghai with you?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked as everyone stood up.
"No." Lisa Rong shook her head.
Before Zeng Xiaoxian could ask any more questions, a team of special forces walked in and took them back downstairs. After Lisa Rong said "take care", everyone was put on black hoods again and taken to a car.
Watching the car drive away, Lisa Rong's eyes were full of reluctance. Thinking of what Huang Huifeng said just now, she couldn't help but sigh.
"Why, it will be you. I hope that day will not come..."
After a jolt, Zeng Xiaoxian and others were taken out of the car, and the black hoods on their heads were taken off. Everyone found that they had returned to the door of the villa.
At this time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone had eaten something in the morning and had not eaten anything at noon. They were already hungry and walked into the villa one after another. After everyone entered the villa, except for two special forces who stayed to watch the door
Outside, the other special forces returned to the car, and then the car continued to drive forward and soon disappeared.
Everyone was sitting around the sofa, eating food on the crystal table, and thinking about what Lisa Rong said today.
According to Lisa Rong, they were closely monitored after they arrived at the love apartment. So now there are several questions: why did they do this, what is the meaning of doing this, and why do they need to be told now? Unfortunately, Lisa Rong did not
Did not say.
After everyone finished eating, they turned on the TV to see if they could find anything on the TV, but everything was as usual, except in recent days, the number of foreigners traveling to China has suddenly increased, making China's tourism industry make a lot of money, and then
Even the priests from the Vatican actually announced that they would come to China to conduct long-term missionary work.
However, these things seemed to have nothing to do with Zeng Xiaoxian and others, so they didn't take it to heart.
The sun set and the moon rose into the sky. Unknowingly, it was night. Everyone was watching the popular TV series. At this time, Hu Yifei looked at Zhang Wei and asked: "Zhang Wei, what's wrong with you? You've been restless all day."
Look, something happened."
Zhang Wei didn't know what he was thinking at this time. After hearing Hu Yifei's words, he stood up and said, "I'm fine. It's getting late. I'm a little tired, so I'll go up first." After that, he went upstairs alone.
"What happened to Zhang Wei?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Zhang Wei and asked in confusion.
"I don't know, maybe I want to be subtle." Lu Ziqiao shrugged and said.
Back in the room, Zhang Wei lay on the bed and closed his eyes. After arriving at the villa, he always had a feeling that something was about to happen. After seeing Lisa Rong, he thought it was this at first,
But after I came back, that feeling did not subside, but became stronger and stronger.
After a while, Zhang Wei fell into a deep sleep. No one saw that after Zhang Wei fell asleep, a faint light began to appear in Zhang Wei's heart.
"Zhang Wei...Zhang Wei...the time is almost up...!"
A misty voice came, Zhang Wei opened his eyes, and then looked around in surprise. He didn't know where this place was. The surroundings were hazy, and the visibility was less than ten meters.
"Zhang Wei...Zhang Wei..." Suddenly, the voice appeared again, coming from the left.
Zhang Wei thought for a moment and then walked to the left. He felt that there was something attracting him over there.
After walking for a while, Zhang Wei saw a figure dimly appearing in front of him. As he got closer, he found that it was a man in a blue robe, sitting cross-legged on a futon. Because there was still some distance, that man
His appearance could not be clearly seen, but Zhang Wei vaguely felt that the man looked very familiar.
When Zhang Wei could see the person's appearance clearly, he immediately understood why he felt familiar, because that person and Zhang Wei were exactly the same except for the different clothes.
The man was sitting on the futon with his eyes closed. Zhang Wei stood a few steps away and looked at him, thinking to himself: Why does this man look so similar to me? Could it be he who just spoke?
As if aware that Zhang Wei had arrived, the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of wisdom. He looked at Zhang Wei and said: "Hello Zhang Wei, I'm sorry to meet you in this way, but
There is no other way, we don’t have much time left.”
Zhang Wei asked: "Who are you? Why do you know my name? Time is running out? What do you mean?"
Zhang Wei asked several questions in succession, and the man shook his head and said, "You will know these things later. Knowing it now will not do you any good."
"Then why did you meet me?" Zhang Wei couldn't help but ask.
At this time, Zhang Wei found that the man's body began to fade and began to disappear gradually, whether it was an illusion or not.
The man obviously knew it, and said: "I met you to confirm one thing. Now, I already know it. What I can tell you now is that everything will take its course. There are many dangers on the road ahead. You have to...
Be more... careful..." At the end of the sentence, the man's body has become transparent and will disappear in the next moment.
Seeing this, Zhang Wei quickly asked: "Who are you?"
Just before disappearing, the man said: "I am you. Five hundred years ago, people called us... Baixiao Scholar."