Good Fortune Dictionary

Wang Feng said "En?", turned his head, glanced at the old man in the yard, and couldn't help but widen his eyes - the black ragged clothes on the old man's body, wasn't it the same one that was pressed by him in the box? Clothes carefully hidden underneath?He opened his mouth in disbelief, and muttered: "I obviously hid it... Where did he get this dress? Could it be... He was going to my room when he disappeared Take that dress?"

"It's possible." Qu Widow Qing nodded, "This clothes is probably his amulet to protect himself, so he won't let others touch his clothes... Hey, I also suspect that this old man is Crazy or not, if you are really crazy, how would you know to go to your room to get his clothes? Forget it, no matter if you are crazy or not, since the fairy grandpa chose to face us like this, Let's go as he wants." After finishing speaking, Qu Zhiqing looked up at Wang Feng and said with a smile: "Since the matter is over, let's go back, you see the sky is almost dawn, tomorrow Zhu Mo Yu has to go to court, don't waste his time."

Wang Feng responded, but his body didn't move. He was silent for a while, touched his chin and frowned and said, "I always feel that something is wrong..."

"What's wrong?" Qu Zhiqing put his hands on his hips and looked at Wang Feng impatiently.

Wang Feng stroked his chin and was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I think the spell on him should only be effective for special people, like before, he was wandering on the street, but no one said there was anything wrong with him. No, otherwise those people would either treat him as a monster or a god, no matter which one they regarded, they would not disrespect him so much, at least they would be in awe, but look at those little How can there be a hawker who is afraid of him?"

"A special person?" Qu Zhiqing glanced at Wang Feng with a half-smile, "What kind of special method?"

Wang Feng shook his head, looked at Qu Zhiqing: "I don't quite know, what's so special about you?"

"What's special about me?" Qu Zhiqing pondered for a while, and said to Wang Feng as if it were the truth: "I think my special thing is that I am very handsome. If I were a woman, I would definitely marry myself."

Wang Feng was speechless and rolled his eyes: "Let's be serious."

"That's right, I'm serious." Qu Widow tried to widen his eyes so that Wang Feng could see the seriousness in his eyes.

Wang Feng spat at him, turned around and was about to walk out the door.

Qu Wuqing looked at his back as he walked out, glanced at the waist card in his hand that he had just taken off from a man in black just now, and then silently hid it back in his sleeve, suddenly chuckled, Xiao Said: "What if the special one isn't me?"

Wang Feng heard Qu Zhiqing's voice coming from behind him, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he turned his head and squinted his eyes at Qu Zhiqing, and asked, "What did you say?"

Qu Wuqing straightened up immediately, trying to portray an upright gentleman, but the corners of his eyes were slightly drawn inward, and he smiled cunningly like a fox: "I didn't say anything."

Wang Feng knew that what Qu Wuqing said must be something he didn't want him to hear, and most of it was to scold him, forcing him to say it, maybe it would make him unhappy, so he didn't force him at all, turned around and went out. the door.

Qu Zhiqing saw that Wang Feng was obediently not asking him, so he lowered his eyes, raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, and followed Wang Feng out of the door.

The days that followed were exactly as Qu Wuqing said, almost twenty days had passed and those people hadn't appeared in Zhu's residence again.

The old man's life in the mansion was also happy, free and prosperous.

One is because Wang Feng brought the person back, so Wang Feng is duty-bound to take care of the old man's daily life, so Wang Feng must go to the old man's room to take care of it every day.

The second is that Qu Zhiqing is such a moth that I don’t know why he likes to play with his fairy grandpa very much. It is nicknamed: rubbing the fairy spirit, but in Wang Feng’s view, he just finally met someone with the same IQ as him and only three years old. There were a little more people, so when he was able to use his body all day long, he would come to play with the old man, play hide-and-seek, and play games played by children. Wang Feng stood on the west side several times In the courtyard of the wing room, everyone mistakenly thought that they were standing in the courtyard of the kindergarten.But this is also good, at least someone is playing with the old man, and the old man will not be lonely.

Third, Zhu Moyu also often visits the elderly. According to him, since he was a child, he has been relying on some kind-hearted old people in the village to give him food. , the worst thing to see is that the old man has nowhere to rely on, so he often regards the old man as his own elder, visits him every day, and orders the servants at home to entertain the old man well.

Although Wang Feng couldn't understand why Qu Wuqing kept emphasizing not to tell Zhu Moyu about this matter, he still chose to believe Qu Wuqing and never told Zhu Moyu what happened that night.If Wang Feng didn't tell, Zhu Moyu would naturally have nowhere to know, so he just regarded the old man as an ordinary crazy old man living on the street, and took care of him in the mansion with peace of mind.

Although the current life seems to have fallen into a peaceful state, Wang Feng has always been worried, worried that the man in black would appear in the Zhu Mansion again that night, so he often talked to Qu Wuqing about this matter, but Qu Wuqing was not in the slightest. He seemed not to take it seriously, and often moved the topic to other places without discussing a few words.

One day, Wang Feng went out to buy some daily necessities for Zhu Moyu. When he passed a busy street and turned into a relatively remote alley, he suddenly heard a soft whistle behind him, so he suddenly He turned his head quickly, but found that there was no one behind him. He frowned and said to himself, "Could it be that the nerves are too nervous? Maybe it's just a child playing around?"

Unexpectedly, just when he turned his head, he heard the sound of something sharp piercing the air from the front, and then under the bright sunlight, with a flash of cold light, Wang Feng saw three darts flying towards his eyebrows Come, it was almost three fingers wide from his skin.

He quickly dodged, dodged the three darts, then turned around and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he found that he was blocked by a dozen men in black who were dressed exactly the same as that night, and turned back He saw that three more darts were shot at his eyebrows, and he dodged to the left again, dodging the three darts, and when he took a closer look, the road in front of him was also blocked by the same dozen or so people. The man in black blocked it.

He frowned, and said angrily: "Who are you? In broad daylight, the sky is bright, and you dare to commit murder in the street?!"

The men in black shouted together: "We haven't asked who you are yet! How dare you block our way! Hand over that old man, and we might consider letting you live!"

"Let me live?" Wang Feng sneered: "You said it yourself, just think about it. If I let the old man out, you tell me that after careful consideration, you plan to let me go to see the King of Hades. Am I at a loss? I have no sincerity at all, and you still want me to do things for you? You are thinking too beautifully, right?"

The men in black looked at each other, and then continued to say in unison: "It seems that you don't plan to hand over the old man, so don't blame me for being rude!" The weapon rushed towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was taken aback, he always felt that they were very strange, even if they were well-trained, they wouldn't even say the same thing, but the enemies in front of him had already attacked him, so he couldn't allow him to think any further. So he stretched out his hand and pulled it in front of him, and a faint green halo suddenly appeared in the air. Then, a dark green sword appeared in Wang Feng's hand, and he pointed the Mo Ming in his hand towards those who rushed forward in front of him. The men in black swiped fiercely, and a cyan sword aura flew towards those men in black. Those men in black didn't know what happened, but they looked like they were not at all afraid of Wang Feng's sword aura, and even greeted the men in black. Seeing Wang Feng's sword energy, he charged towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng looked at those men in black who were "going forward bravely" with some doubts, and jumped back onto the roof behind him.

Then, something that shocked him happened. When he met the first man in black with his blue sword energy, he disappeared on the man in black. That is to say, the first man in black Standing for the man in black behind him, he blocked all the damage.

But what shocked him the most was not this, but the first man in black, after being hurt by that sword qi, only heard a "poof", it was the sound made by the sword qi piercing something, but Obviously, this is not the sound of cutting human skin... Wang Feng took a closer look and found that what was exposed under the black clothes of the man in black was not the white flesh and bright red blood he had expected , but a few layers of slightly rough yellow paper and some yellowed confetti flying out from the cut place.

After the chest was cut, the man in black didn't stop his movements, but still grabbed the weapon in his hand and ran towards Wang Feng. Spraying yellow confetti outwards.

"Could it be that these people are made of paper?" Thinking of this, Wang Feng looked intently at the faces of those men in black. Their faces were all surrounded by black cloth, with only a pair of eyes exposed, but it was easy to spot. Without exception, their eyes that were exposed outside were staring blankly, without any expression, and there was even a situation where the body was running to the left, but the eyes were looking to the right.Speaking of people made of paper, Wang Feng couldn't imagine that when he was in Lizhou, that Xu Qingshan was the paper man made by Xu Qingshan with red paper that day. I took it home as Zhu Moyu... But according to what Qu Zhiqing said, Xu Qingshan was killed by an unknown expert on the spot that day. Could it be... What do these black-clothed paper figurines have to do with Xu Qingshan and his team? relation?
In the blink of an eye, a dozen men in black had already jumped onto the roof where Wang Feng was, raised their swords and other weapons, and slashed at Wang Feng. Wang Feng jumped back again and chuckled. : "Your master is really strange. You didn't go to scan to find out what kind of spells I was practicing, but sent you paper people to deal with me." As he said, he flipped his hand, and the fingers of his right hand came out out of thin air. Four red-hot iron balls appeared, and he swung his right hand towards those paper figurines, and those red-hot iron balls shot right at the four paper figurines closest to him, impartially. It landed on their hearts, and with a bang, a cluster of flames spurted out from their chests, and the orange-red flames quickly licked their whole bodies, burning them all up.