Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Mu Zi was immediately alert, eyes full of disgust, "What did you do?"

Mu Zening smiled slightly and said in a sarcasm: "What do you think I can do? He is the Patriarch, how can I provoke him?"

Mu Zi felt that there was something in his words.

Then I thought again: Did Mu Zening know that Murong Cheng was almost not the head of the Patriarch? ...And Huo Zheng, is Huo Zheng's awakening related to Mu Zening?

There is no intersection between the two of them, and it would be hard to imagine if they insisted on being tied together.

Mu Zening didn't care about Mu Zi's silence, and continued to chat with her casually.

"You know, destiny is very interesting. It is destined to separate it from destiny and luck. Destiny is destined and cannot be changed. Fortune has its ups and downs and is constantly changing. Like Murongcheng, he is favored by God. The person who lives is too hard, and if you want to deal with him, you can only take advantage of his bad luck."

Mu Zening smiled at the corner of his mouth: "So I deliberately chose to come back at this time."

——At this time, Huo Zheng wakes up, Huo Family faces the division of internal forces, Murong Cheng wants to retreat from this muddy water, he must be exhausted, so it is difficult to take care of other things.

Mu Zi understood what Mu Zening meant. The popular saying was that Murong Cheng would be particularly unlucky during this time and everything went wrong.

She frowned and asked, "These are what the old ghost Huang told you? How much did he charge you to help you like this!"

"I wanted to buy him, but he was too scared of Huo Rong, saying that Huo Rong was the fate of a troubled king and he couldn't offend him." Mu Zening smiled and said, "It took me several months to find him. He immediately ran away when he heard that I was going to deal with Huo Rong, and now he doesn't know where to hide."

Just in front of the red light, Mu Zening slowed down and stopped, tapping lightly on the steering wheel with his fingers, like a sigh, but also like a sigh: "But...this trip has been very rewarding, not in vain."

Mu Zi guessed, does the harvest he said refer to the opening of ghost eyes? But since Huang Laogui didn't dare to offend Huo Rong, why would he help Mu Zening to open his eyes?

On the next journey, the two had their own minds, and there was no communication.

Mu Zi had never been to Yutong Street before, and realized that it was an old city.

The gray low-rise buildings are next to each other. There are narrow passages between the buildings. The windows of each floor are hung with wet clothes and sheets. The water droplets on the ceiling of the shops on the first floor make a disturbing ticking noise. Wet the concrete floor of the aisle, pools of wet marks.

It's very dilapidated here, because it's messy and **** can be seen everywhere.

But it is very lively, because there are so many people, the street is crowded with small vendors, repairing cars, repairing shoes, unlocking, printing... and all kinds of cheap fast food.

Mu Zening parked the car at the entrance of an alley, which became narrower and narrower, and piled up with various debris and waste, and could no longer drive in.

"Xiao Wanwan woke up soon after entering the hospital. She was worried that she was found to be a drug addict. She ran away from the hospital while the nurse didn't pay attention, but because of that, she got her life back." Mu Zening said, "I live now. Here, you look up at the east window on the third floor. That is her room."

Mu Zi looked up after hearing this.

In the cold winter, the windows are closed and nothing can be seen.

Mu Zi looked at him for a while, feeling inexplicably stupid, and came to such a place in a cold day just to see whether an irrelevant person was dead or alive?

"How do you know Xiao Wanwan lives here?" Mu Zi asked.

"Hush..." Mu Zening said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with interest, "Look, Murong Cheng's people are here."