As usual, the cat served Fan Yuanrong and got dressed, then he could do what he liked. The Zhuqi Pavilion is a canary's cage, but the cat is free.
All she has to do is come back on time every night.
Passing through the underground farm that is still expanding, Mao'er found Zhang Fengyu's small house hidden deep in the alley with ease. To get to this place, you need to go through the winding path and then go through many twists and turns.
Step on top of an abandoned house, then go up and down, left, right, left, right, remember the route exactly.
When the cat arrived at the door, someone opened the door for her.
The house looks very small from the outside, but there is a lot of beauty inside.
The person holding the door is an old-looking mother-in-law. She knits woolen clothes here all day long. There are many hangings on the wall behind her, but the work at hand has not stopped. After the cat entered the house, she greeted her mother-in-law first.
She just nodded without responding. The cat continued to walk in and passed a kitchen. The chef inside was busy and it seemed that he had no time to pay attention to her.
There are bottles and jars piled on the trail, filled with black mud, and I don’t know what they are used for.
There was a staircase extending deeper deeper, and the cat was stopped only when it reached here.
The other party was a fair girl with long pink hair who was dressed very carefully. The girl was also very beautifully dressed, and her bright-colored services and outfits made her look particularly dazzling in the dim light.
The cat recognizes her.
She is the daughter of the real owner of this house, her surname is Liangqiu, and her single name is "Yi".
Many people don't know that Liangqiu has a compound surname, so they often call her Miss Qiuyi, or Miss Qiuyi. Liangqiu Yi doesn't care much about this, she just smiles and explains that her surname is Liangqiu, and "Yi" is for nostalgia.
one person.
"You came later than yesterday." Liang Qiuyi was tossing his nails with a laser pen. This thing is now very popular among the new generation of girls, but they are obviously not as good as Liang Qiuyi's technique, and they can actually do it.
Painting on nails.
Mao'er and Liang Qiuyi were of the same age. Seeing her lazy look, he knew that she was probably angry because of what happened a few days ago, so he hurried up and had some intimate play. Mao'er then showed a smile and said, "Okay.
Okay, you go down, Mr. Zhang is waiting for you."
Mao'er's body trembled slightly when she heard this, but she still pretended to be brave, clenched her fists and said, "Well, I'll go down then."
Liang Qiuyi was still tinkering with her nails and didn't see the timidity in her good friend's eyes.
There are only twenty steps extending downward, but at the bottom there is a suspended platform. Under the platform is a huge underground space, where thousands of people are busy.
Guarding the platform were two autonomous defense systems. They had long recognized the cat's identity, so the cat didn't even move when it came down, acting like a sensible child.
The cat used to be particularly afraid of these things because she had seen how this specially improved autonomous defense system could tear hordes of intruders into pieces. That scene once put the cat into an incurable mental panic.
Fortunately, her will is strong enough. Not only is she no longer afraid of these loyal iron lumps, but she has also given them names.
One is called Amo and the other is called Agu.
Amo was dumbfounded, and Agu grumbled when he started.
When she thought of this sentence when she was choosing a name before, the cat couldn't help but blush.
After waiting on the platform for a while, an elevator came up.
There was only one passenger in the elevator, and he wasn't a human. He leaned in the corner and never talked to anyone. The cat still doesn't know what it is, but Liang Qiu recalled that it seemed to be guarding the entrance.
The key point.
The cat who never dared to ride in the elevator alone in the past has grown up a lot now.
There are many "stages" in the darkness, as well as countless factories and laboratories.
In this deep underground, everyone is very busy, but everyone is smiling.
Ten minutes later, the elevator finally stopped.
At this time, when I looked above my head, I could no longer clearly see the huge platform that could accommodate hundreds of people. I could only barely make out a very small dot in the blur.
Retracting his mind, the cat continued walking to the destination according to the instructions.
On the way, Cat heard various noises from time to time on the stage covered by large curtains on both sides, including roars, explosions, simple verbal responses, some murmurs, and some disturbing hollow singing.
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Regarding these sounds, the cat couldn't help but sigh that time flies so fast.
I recall that when Mao Er first came to the depths of the underground, he was surrounded by small white flowers. Among the flowers, there were devout believers kneeling and worshiping as far as the eye could see. They seemed to be still alive, or perhaps
It’s no longer clear what life is, but in short, the first impression given to Cat here was that it was a strange place that exuded a sense of empty beauty.
Now, the stage has been set up one by one, all procedures are going on step by step, and she has become a fascinating girl. Everything is developing so fast.
Time flies, that’s probably what it means.
The guiding line under your feet finally leads to a small house isolated in the center of the stage.
Mao'er knew she had arrived at her destination. She mustered up the courage to step forward. When she was about to knock on the door, someone came up from behind and stopped her: "Don't knock on the door in a hurry, she's not ready yet."
When the cat heard this familiar voice, his body and mind trembled, his eyes became hot, he turned around and ran towards the man.
Falling into that embrace, the cat seemed extremely aggrieved.
The woman holding the cat lowered her head and smelled the quiet scent of herbs in her hair and said, "This period of time... has been hard on you."
When Mao'er heard this, she raised her head and burst into tears and said with a smile: "No, it's not bitter. As long as the great revenge is avenged, even if you let me die."
The woman frowned and said, "Hate will only breed new hatred. Girl, you have to understand that you have to live and live stronger than anyone else."
The cat looked at the woman's face and nodded obediently.
After a while, the door of the small house opened and Zhang Fengyu came out.
When he saw Mao'er and the woman beside her, Zhang Fengyu's serious expression rarely relaxed. He whispered: "Everything is ready, come in."
The cat then plucked up the courage to walk inside.
Before entering the house, the cat turned around and hugged the woman again.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then hugged the cat back.
Although she was not Mao'er's relative, she had given her some brief but precious light in the darkest moment of her life.
Zhang Fengyu remained silent until the two separated, then took Mao'er's hand and walked into the room.
The door was closed, and the woman stood outside the house. She took a few steps back, raised her head, and her eyes gradually turned into dark gold. Then the darkness was "removed", and the huge person holding the head could be seen in the distance.
She is the starting point of everything and will soon be the end of everything.
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At the same time, Zheng Beichuan, who had changed into formal clothes, looked impressive.
Fu Zicheng stood aside with his hands down.
After the maids carefully served Zheng Beichuan, they obediently stepped aside, as quiet as a puppet. Zheng Beichuan straightened his collar in front of the mirror, then turned around and asked the two old men sitting in the room: "
Lao Fan, what do you think of my outfit?"
Fan Yuanrong squinted his eyes and looked at it, then sighed: "You are really strange. No one else has done anything, but you have to take the initiative to surrender and blame all the bad things that happened back then. Why bother?"
Woolen cloth?"
Zheng Beichuan turned back again, with a smile on his face and sharp eyes: "I cultivated this girl Zhang Yupeng, but it's a pity that I didn't discipline her well and let her get closer and closer to Yin Shangyuan, so
In the end, I ordered someone to kill her. From our point of view, this matter was just taking back an irregular gadget, but from their point of view, it was indeed a big deal. In this case, it would be inappropriate for me not to go."
Fan Yuanrong still didn't understand. What he was worried about was not about one or two lives at all.
With Zheng Beichuan's identity, if he really wanted to be convicted, would he still bring up the murder case that happened more than 20 years ago? It's better to say that it's to investigate the case, but to tear him apart.
So Fan Yuanrong snorted coldly: "They are not here for you!"
Of course Zheng Beichuan knew, he just laughed.
The old man in gray clothes sitting not far from Fan Yuanrong held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. He closed his eyes and said, "Do you want me to organize a group of people to go to Dongsheng first?"
Zheng Beichuan shook his head: "It's better to say goodbye. Dongsheng is the bottom line now. It's better not to act rashly unless it is absolutely necessary."
Fan Yuanrong couldn't understand it even more: "Old Zheng! Why are you getting more and more timid now! When we brothers got together, we were not afraid of anything! Not to mention these little bastards, we were the ones back then.
Those guys who work for the country, and Sando Dolma, who can't look at our faces? Why do you have to act according to their rules now? What happened? Do you want to turn back now? "
Zheng Beichuan smiled slightly when he heard this. He knew that Fan Yuanrong was not a vulgar person. It was just his character to speak straightforwardly. The rhetorical question just now was also a clear fact.
Twenty years ago, You Gege personally visited in order to seek peace and common prosperity.
Twenty years later, Yougege has completely retreated behind the scenes. There seems to be signs of recovery under the disaster. Logically speaking, Zheng Beichuan should not be afraid of them.
But Zheng Beichuan's actions seemed like he wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin and make a break with the past.
Fan Yuanrong's words express this kind of confusion.
Zheng Beichuan didn't want to make it clear so early, because he was too familiar with Fan Yuanrong's personality. If he told him everything, there would definitely be a big chaos.
So Zheng Beichuan turned around and smiled and comforted him: "Lao Fan, don't worry. Who said that I went to Dongsheng to plead guilty and commit suicide?"