Good Fortune Dictionary

"Sleepwalking?" Wang Feng heard the words, and repeated in great doubt.

Zhu Moyu looked down at the maidservant, and softly reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense in front of others, what sleepwalking is it?"

Although Zhu Moyu's tone was extremely soft, without even a trace of anger, the maid did not dare to speak after being scolded like this. She just lowered her head and devoted herself to helping the adults of his family.

While Zhu Moyu was speaking, Wang Feng had been secretly observing his wound.

Zhu Moyu's wound has obviously been treated and is being wrapped in white gauze, but there is still a faint blood mixed with yellow pus oozing out, and among the faint blood, one piece is particularly dark. And this bloodstain was in the middle of the right shoulder, in the shape of a round hole. Wang Feng could tell at a glance that the wound was just where he hit it yesterday, and the bloodstain in the shape of a round hole was also the same as his wound. The iron fire pellets are about the same size.

"Tsk, this... hurts a lot. It's so cold outside. You'd better go into the house quickly to save yourself from the wind and cold, which is even more difficult." Wang Feng's face changed slightly, not because he was caught by Zhu Moyu's wound was frightened, but because all of this was thinking of Zhu Moyu's announcement, the vicious black-clothed man last night was none other than this gentle and sincere sick and weak man in front of him. With Yue, he has completely regarded him as his brother and friend, but how to explain these things that happened now?

The maidservant on the side also said: "Yes, my lord, let's go into the house quickly, these few days just happened to catch up with you when you are weak every month, and you suffered this injury again, if you really contracted the cold, you can What should I do?"

Zhu Moyu twitched the corner of his pale mouth: "Ah, it's nothing serious. Those who practice martial arts often have minor injuries, but they just happened to be weak in the body, so they appear to be more serious."

Wang Feng looked at the black and white eyes of the young man in front of him, his eyes were so gentle that they were about to drip water, his eyes were full of kindness, he couldn't help but overlap these eyes with the sinister and vicious eyes last night .

Zhu Moyu acquiesced to Wang Feng's statement, and went to the inner room with the help of the little maid.

Wang Feng followed behind, just about to follow the two people to the back room, suddenly stopped, stopped in place, looked at the thin backs of the two people, and froze on the spot.

Thinking of those gloomy eyes that were about to drip ink, Wang Fenghou's heart trembled with fear.

Suddenly a voice exploded in his head: "No..."

If Zhu Moyu was really that scary black-clothed man, why would he openly show him his wounds today?Isn't this the same as sticking a piece of white paper with "I am the murderer" on your head?

Unless this Zhu Moyu is an idiot, who knows that Wang Feng will find out his details?But you can think of it with your toes, which is absolutely impossible.

There is another possibility, that is, Zhu Moyu really didn't know that the injury on his body was caused by Wang Feng in front of him, so he showed it to him carelessly, not afraid that he would have any doubts, because even he himself I don't know my other identity...

Such an idea is really crazy, Wang Fengguang thought it himself, and felt very penetrating, so he quickly shook his head to get the thoughts out of his mind.

However, thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are other possibilities.

Maybe this Zhu Moyu was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending not to be afraid that he would recognize that he was the opponent who confronted him last night, and then lured him into his room, and then came to catch a turtle...

Wang Feng looked left and right in his heart, at this time he was neither advancing nor retreating, and he stood there in a daze.

Zhu Moyu took two steps and realized that Wang Feng was not following behind, so he looked back slowly and saw that Wang Feng was still standing at the door, and asked in puzzlement: "Brother Chen? Why don't you come in? Why don't you come in?" Standing at the door to eat the wind?"

Wang Feng's heart turned violent: "If you die, you will die. If you really can't compare with others, you can only blame yourself for not being good at skills, and someone will be decapitated." So he shook his robe and walked in with a smile.

These few steps seemed easy, but Wang Feng was like walking on a mountain of knives, his back was dripping with sweat, he was afraid that before taking two steps, a dozen or so big men would suddenly come out from nowhere and sprinkle some disgusting bugs at him together. How can he stand it?Or that seemingly weak maid suddenly peeled off her skin and turned into a black-and-blue monster, swallowing him in one gulp.

After Wang Feng took these few steps, Zhu Moyu had already sat down at the round table in the room. Looking at Wang Feng's pale face, he was curious and funny, but he was afraid that his wound would be involved, so he suppressed his laughter. Said: "Brother Chen, what are you...? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Wang Feng was suddenly called by his name, and quickly interrupted his unconstrained conjectures. He laughed a few times, walked up quickly, and sat down by the window, so as to avoid any surprises. When an incident happened, he could escape from this window. As soon as he was seated, he looked around viciously to make sure there was nothing wrong. Then he turned around and looked at Zhu Moyu, waved his hands with a dry smile and said: "No, I'm fine, fine."

Zhu Moyu finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed lightly, but his face turned pale when he accidentally pulled the wound, and then he stopped laughing quickly, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Brother Chen came here to Talk to me about the man in black?"

Hearing this, Wang Feng's nerves, which had been a little relaxed just now, immediately tensed up, and the smile on his face stiffened a bit, he nodded frantically, pointed at Zhu Moyu with his hand, and looked like a hero. Similar look: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Zhu Mo said "Oh", and waved to the maid behind him, who quickly came up to refill tea, poured a cup for both of them, then turned around and walked out, "Squeak—" closed the door on.

That "squeak" sound rattled on Wang Feng's eardrums for a while, shaking his whole head into a daze, as if the alarm had been sounded, he stood up from the chair suddenly, and suddenly realized For my own impoliteness, I looked back at Zhu Moyu.

Zhu Moyu hugged his knees and looked at him like a monkey show. Seeing him turning his head, he smiled softly: "Brother Chen? What's the matter with you today? Why did you come into my room like Like a fighting cock on the battlefield?"

Wang Feng thought to himself, like a fighting cock on the battlefield?And isn't it all your fault?For a while the boy in black wanted to kill me and beat me, and for a while it was the upright young man who wanted to talk about life and ideals with me, and he also had a bleak life experience, telling me how to pity you. How dare you laugh at me!Thinking of this, Wang Feng subconsciously looked at Zhu Moyu with contempt.

Zhu Moyu raised his eyebrows, furrowed his slender eyebrows slightly, tilted his head, and looked at Wang Feng with some sadness: "Could it be that Brother Chen didn't tell you that I couldn't be in place in time when I was born, I kept you waiting for a long time, are you angry?" Zhu Moyu made a gesture to stand up and saluted Wang Feng: "I'm really sorry, I wanted to rush over after treating the wound, but I didn't Thinking about it, half an hour has passed after just a little processing..."

Looking at Zhu Moyu's weak Liu Yingfeng, Wang Feng slapped him twice, and said impatiently: "No, no, why would I be angry because of such a trivial matter? If I was really angry, then I would I don’t come here to see you.” That’s what he said, and after saying these polite words, he still couldn’t help muttering in a low voice: “Pretentious.”

Zhu Moyu asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

Wang Feng quickly smiled and waved his hands, "No, I didn't say anything."

Hearing this, Zhu Moyu nodded self-consciously, the tense look on his face finally relaxed a little, and he fell back on the chair, looking at Wang Feng with great concern: "Then brother Chen is this?"

Wang Feng thought about it, then stood up from the chair, and took two steps towards the window: "In that case, I will explain it to you."

"You are a smart person. You know that I can guess your real identity as soon as I see the wound on your body, but you pretended not to know that I would know, and tricked me into your room. What do you want? What to do is naturally self-evident. What's the point of pretending here, what kind of monsters and monsters do you have, go ahead and use them, if I can beat it, then this matter will be over , we don't bother anyone, if I can't beat, it's because I'm not as good as others, you can kill or cut as you like, but before you kill me, you have to tell me well, I have provoked you , why do you come to harm me again and again?" When Wang Feng said this, his back was turned to Zhu Moyu, and when he said the last word, he turned around and took a stick The finger pointed directly at Zhu Moyu who was sitting on the chair.

After Wang Feng said what he thought to be impassioned, coupled with what he thought was a beautiful and handsome gesture, he felt that his words and deeds were very touching.

But looking at Zhu Moyu who had been sitting on the chair without moving, Wang Feng was completely disappointed.

I saw that Zhu Moyu turned to this side, with a puzzled expression of "what are you talking about, boy?"

Wang Feng felt that Zhu Moyu had poured cold water on him, so he couldn't help being a little annoyed, and said loudly: "Don't pretend, don't pretend, I know you, what tricks and people you have arranged, call them out quickly Well, early death and early rebirth..." Suddenly Wang Feng realized that what he said was too unlucky, he patted himself on the face and said "bah" twice.